However, he said that Miss Jiang's old mentor Kong Miao Zhenren was the head of the Xuanmen Orthodox Xuanzhen Sect, and his ancestral court was on the cloudy and smoky Sunless Peak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One day, a disciple rushed to the hall in a hurry, knelt down and shouted: "Master! Big things are not good! ”

Kong Miao Zhenren closed his eyes slightly, sat on the top calmly, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Under the Sunless Peak, a strange and evil thing happened in the thirty-mile Peak Huotun! Dozens of villagers knelt down to the north, heartbroken, and their cries shook the sky..."

After hearing this, Kong Miao Zhenren ordered a disciple to sit down and go to find out.

In less than half a day, someone rushed to report: after the disciple who went to investigate entered Fenghuotun, he actually followed a group of villagers to prostrate on the ground, and also bowed to the north, crying sadly, so strange that the two junior disciples who accompanied him flew back.

The two disciples who fled from the desert may be thinking as they run: This is a pyramid scheme organization, it's terrible!

After hearing this, Kong Miao Zhenren said angrily: "I am a pure land, and such a strange and evil thing has happened! Who dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head? It's just rampant! Wild! I'm mad at me! I'm mad at me! Come! Quickly recall my seven disciples of Xuanzhen! ”

The night passed, and the seven disciples of Xuanzhen rushed back to Wuri Peak to be ordered. Xuan Xuozi, the elder brother of Kong Miao Zhenren, held his own Xuanzhen sword, led all the disciples, and went to Fenghuotun to kill the demons, return the people to peace, and return the peace of Xuanzhen!

After receiving the order, the disciples galloped down from the Sunless Peak and came to the front of the Peak Fire Tun. I saw that the scene in front of me was as good as what the teacher said:

The villagers are like Goryeo, heavy, late, and brain-dead fans at the concert site. Wuyang Wuyang is a large area, facing the north with a brush, throwing five bodies to the ground, crying blood and worshipping.

The disciples then looked over, and saw that in the midst of the smoke, on a cliff north of Tunzi, there was a person sitting upright, his face was faint and not very clear, but he saw that the person was waving his arms like drowning from time to time, and he really seemed to be singing.

When the disciples of Xuanzhen saw this, they knew that he was undoubtedly the one who did the blame, and they were immediately furious, and they were about to rise up in groups.

But he was stopped by the senior brother Xuanxuzi, looking at the terrifying appearance of the villagers, and seeing a cloud of fog barriers floating in the tunzi, frowning and pondering for a while, I saw him calmly pull out the Xuanzhen sword on his back, the sword was unsheathed, and there was a loud echo.

Xuan Xuozi crossed the sword's chest, stretched out his two fingers, swished lightly across the long sword body, and immediately recited the incantation, his lips flew, and then shouted: Lead!

The Xuanzhen sword immediately rattled, like a snake, and the tip of the snake's head moved slightly, like a compass, and after swinging for a while, it leaned to the left, signaling that the person holding the sword should move to the left.

So, Xuan Xuozi instructed all the juniors and disciples behind him to step on their own footprints. Then he held the hilt of the sword tightly and followed the traction of the Xuanzhen sword, and walked slowly step by step, entering the tunzi.

In this way, seven people lined up in a line, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the zigzag behavior was in the tunzi. That situation is like a devil entering the village, walking on thin ice on a road covered with mines, Xuan Xuozi is the sapper who detects mines, and the Xuanzhen sword in his hand is naturally a mine detector.

The villagers in the tunzi regarded them as if they were air, and they only knelt on the ground, knocking their heads to the point of bleeding, and crying hoarse as if they were broken copper drums.

If you don't know if you see such a scene, you will definitely think: what kind of mourning company is this, and how good the treatment and corporate culture must be to make employees work like this? This Nima is really the leader in the industry and Lan Xiang in the industry!

Jiang Yirou, who was walking at the end, couldn't help but tremble slightly when she saw this kind of scene, when had she ever seen such a professional mourning team? Crying so much that you are sad from it, you can't cut it off, life and death are boundless, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation......

It was only after the seven-person team entered the village to avoid the fog barrier, passed through the mourning procession, and bypassed the big pond north of Tunzi that the Xuanzhen Sword stopped. Xuanxuzi, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly withdrew the sword back into its scabbard, and shook it like his hands were burned by oil.

It turned out that the Xuanzhen Sword in a working state was like a high-power electric drill, which shook his arm sorely, as if it was about to be broken.

Xuanzhen's seven sons swung their backs against the pond, and Xuanxuzi took a few steps forward, raised his head and shouted to the man on the cliff: "Where is the evil obstacle? How dare you make waves in my Xuanzhen realm and ruin the tranquility of my ancestral court? ”

The voice swayed from the cliff to the cliff, but the man turned a deaf ear, still waving his arms like drowning, and immersed in his own singing.

Seeing that the seven sons of Xuanzhen did not give face, they were furious, and hurriedly put out the Xuanzhen Seven Star Array, only to see that the position of the Seven Sons was like the Big Dipper, and the Xuanxuzi was in the position of the Yaoguang Star, and then shouted: Get up!

But seeing that the Bucket-shaped Star Position Formation, which was originally parallel to the ground, changed from 2D to 3D in an instant, and a spoon stood upright. Xuan Xuzi, who was at the end of the fight, actually hung in the sky in one fell swoop, and was on an equal footing with the person on the broken wall.

The man didn't know if he had been drowning for too long or if he was too tired from singing, so he stopped tossing.

Xuan Xuozi's eyes were like torches, and when he looked at it, he saw that this person had a strange ugly face, an old face as if he had been cut by a kitchen knife, his eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not his nose. A casual selfie can be pasted on the gate to ward off evil spirits, and it is more effective than a talisman.

When the Xuanxuzi saw that this person was so ugly, an indescribable but very refreshing sense of superiority arose in his heart.

It turned out that this senior brother Xuan Xuozi was originally a person with a strange and ugly appearance, and he was discriminated against by the upper and lower levels of the Xuanzhen Sect. In addition to Master Kong Miao Zhenren and Senior Sister Jiang Yirou, Xuanzhen's disciples always pointed at him behind his back, saying that he was the bell ringer in Notre Dame Cathedral.

Xuan Xuozi saw that there are still people in this world who are uglier than his own appearance today. This is like a primary school student in the penultimate professional household, looking forward to the stars and the moon ushered in a mentally handicapped classmate, how can he not burst into tears and exclaim: God has eyes! Wild lilies also have spring??

So he scolded loudly with confidence: "You ugly bastard! How dare you be presumptuous here! Why don't you quickly tie up your hands and go to the ancestral court with me to ask my teacher for guilt? ”

The ugly monster glanced at Xuan Xuozi, as if he was smiling, maybe he had also been worried about the "face" problem for many years, and now he saw a weighty "opponent" like Xuan Xuozi and couldn't help but feel sorry for each other, and hurriedly said: "Why is it too anxious to fry each other from the same root?" ”

Xuan Xuozi didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he was actually a little moved by this ugly and strange remark, so he softened his tone and asked, "Who is your surname?" Why are you here..."

Xuan Xuozi was completely confused by the boat of friendship, forgetting that there were still six junior disciples under his feet, and he had been suspended in the sky and meditating cross-legged, sweating profusely, helping him support him like a stack of arhats.

All the junior brothers spoke in their hearts: Senior brother! Brothers, I don't understand where you come from so much nonsense? Also playing "Add Friends" with your enemies? You're on top, and it's hard to get a few fucking brothers under your feet, otherwise you'd have fallen down a long time ago! You said that you still play with eggs in social networking because of your appearance? Directly pulled out the Xuanzhen sword and slashed over, and after finishing it, he took the corpse of the villain back to the ancestral court to communicate with the master, and then called it a day and clocked in, went back to his own home, and found his own mother, isn't it good?

Seeing that Xuan Xuozi's tone was kind, the ugly eight monsters smiled and said: "In the next is an idle cloud and wild crane, traveling in all directions, passing through this place to see the people's customs are simple, the people's hearts are to the road, and I see the mountains surrounding, and the clouds and mist are curling......"

The junior disciples really couldn't stand it anymore, and the five disciples at the bottom, that is, the heavenly pivot star position on the earth, were sweating profusely, and raised their heads and shouted: "Senior brother! If you don't do it again, I'm going to pee in my crotch! ”

It's a pity that it's too late, Xuan Xuozi has already fallen into that person's trap, as if he is fascinated, motionless, his eyes are blank, and his expression is dull like dementia......

At this time, Jiang Yirou, who was in the star position of Yuheng, noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly held the jade flute, and floated up the cliff with a flute like a turbulent flowing water.

Xuan Xuozi woke up suddenly, only to see the ugly monster in front of him laughing fiercely at him, and suddenly woke up.

So, the boat of friendship capsized.

Xuan Xuzi flew up, holding the sword high, and the sword body buzzed with a momentum like opening mountains and cracking stones, and rushed down to the ugly eight monsters.

Hearing only a snort, the stone where the ugly eight monsters were sitting was split by the Xuanzhen sword with a crack two or three inches deep, but the trace of the ugly eight monsters had long since disappeared.

The seventh son closed the battle in a huff, and after returning to the ground, all the junior brothers complained about what the senior brother was doing on it just now?

also said: I didn't expect to know the senior brother for so many years, but today I found out that your aesthetic and sexual orientation are so different!

Xuan Xuzi was noncommittal, very embarrassed, his brain was like a mess of paste, and he couldn't tell the reason for what happened just now.

At this moment, Qizi suddenly found that the fog in the tunzi had dissipated, and the villagers who were kneeling down also stopped crying.

The seven sons looked at each other, unable to figure out the reason. Seeing that the villagers had returned to normal anyway, they had completed the task, so they went back to Wuri Peak to resume their lives.