In the cultivation gate, if people in the rivers and lakes encounter disputes and entanglements, say a thousand ways and ten thousand, and a thousand words converge into one sentence, then the truth comes out of the fist. This person can have countless nonsense, but sometimes he is clumsy in words, or he feels that between himself and Mochizuki Zhenren, words are not speculative, and there should not be much to talk about.

At this time a hundred years ago, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the situation was chaotic, the heroes came out one after another, and the big ones from all walks of life came one after another, it can be said that it was an era of the most heroes since the Southern Song Dynasty, and the masters in the side of the door emerged in endlessly, but it can be called deafening, and it can be regarded as a legend of the previous generation, there are three people, one person is good at the talisman, one person is good at the array, one is good at the Gu, the name of Li Daozi, the king of Maoshan Fu, is known all over the world.

His pinnacle talisman making skills are beyond the reach of many of his peers and can never be climbed, and it is also the eternal pain in the hearts of countless arrogant talisman makers.

It was the most beautiful era, because of Li Daozi.

It was the darkest of times, because of Li Daozi.

Thirteen years ago, Li Daozi was feathered in the backyard of Maoshan Mountain, representing the end of Li Daozi's era, and since then, no one has been able to sit in the position of King Fu like him and be invincible in the world. But after Li Daozi's death, Mochizuki Zhenren, who has been crushed to death, sat in Longhu Mountain, opened a hall to teach, recruited a wide range of disciples, and made friends with powerful people, both in the court and the opposition, and in recent years, he also faintly has the name of the first talisman master.

However, there is no first, there is no second, the train is not pushed, the cowhide is not blown, the mule is the horse, you have to pull it out for a walk, everyone understands this truth.

It stands to reason that Mochizuki Zhenren is a senior, a lot older, and Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao is a junior, and the seniors challenge the juniors, this thing generally does not happen, because since he did not dare to do it before Li Daozi was alive, then it is not a good skill to bully the junior of Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao, but he just pulled down this face, and Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao had to fight.

Not for anything else, but just because of him, it can be said that he is the successor of Li Daozi's mantle.

The name of King Fu, since the day he was born and was called by Li Daozi, has and can only be Maoshan, and others take it away, which is the shame of his Maoshan and the shame of Li Daozi. This is the meaning of the miscellaneous hair trail nodding without hesitation.

The two looked at each other, and then came out of each other, and after they stood still, Mochizuki Zhenren leaned on the dragon head in his hand, looked at the thin-faced bull-nosed trail in front of him, and let out a long sigh: "I have been watching and helping each other with Brother Li Dao for fifty years, and I never thought that I would have today's comparison with his mantle heir. Xiao Keming, the dojo is very dangerous, if you don't pay attention to it, you will have no bones, you can think about it, if you regret it, it's still too late! ”

Miscellaneous Xiaodao lowered his eyebrows, and the whole person was like a tree, a wisp of grass, and a stone, and in an instant, he integrated into the realm of heaven and man, and he was in harmony, and then said slowly: "A fierce tiger left the grassland, and several earth dogs barked at its back, which is also human nature. Mochizuki real person, since you say compare, then you say, what is the comparison? Whether it is a sword, a gun, a sword, a halberd, an axe, a hook and a fork, or a whip, a hammer, a stick, a stick, a stick, and a stick, you just have to pick out the eighteen kinds of martial arts. ”

Mochizuki real person hides his edge, but the miscellaneous hair trail is directly slapped in the blood, leaving no emotion at all, and directly reprimanding the sloppy old man in front of him, who is a soil dog.

Rao is the cultivation of this old Taoist, and he was also so angry that he blew his beard and stared, his face was flushed, and he pointed to the miscellaneous hair and said: "Okay, you Xiao Keming, I originally thought you were a junior and wanted to spare you, but I didn't expect you to have sharp teeth and a dirty mouth." It's okay, if you have any ability, you can use it all, and I will educate you as a junior for Tao Jinhong and Li Daozi! ”

While the two were talking and scolding, they had already agreed on the rules and scope of this competition, that is, they were not taboo, each had his own destiny, and he did not care about life or death.

In this way, this can be regarded as the most tragic struggle, and ordinary cultivators would not have done this if they did not have that blood feud - after all, cultivation is not easy, the road is long, and few people lose their lives for the sake of greed.

According to the word, it is said that the next road, it should naturally be confrontational, and the real chapter is seen under the hand, but after the provocative words of the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao were spoken, it was like a stone Buddha statue, condensed in the position, not sad or happy, as if faintly floating outside the object, and did not pay attention to the words of the real person of Mochizuki, and the real person of Mochizuki is extremely high, so naturally there is no reason to take the lead, so the two of them stood frozen on the spot, ignoring each other, which is very peculiar.

This Mochizuki real person put on a stand for a long time, but when he saw that the eyelids of the junior before meeting were actually half-open and half-closed, as if he was asleep in the past, he couldn't help but be angry, and his old face was red.

Luo Dingquan, who was next to him, saw this appearance, and knew that his uncle's situation was a little embarrassing, so he said provocatively: "The kid surnamed Xiao, if you want to fight, what are you pretending to be confused, do you want to wait for my uncle to make a move, pretend not to support, and have a good face?" ”

This person's words are sinister, but the miscellaneous hair trail is unaware, I saw the Longhu Mountain and other people on the side are violent, and my heart is uneven, so I snorted coldly: "When this is a fight, there is still a fight mouth? If you want to go on the stool, it's not a kiss, and it depends on whose mouth is not neat? ”

Mochizuki Zhenren frowned, glanced at me sternly, and said in a cold voice: "Good, good, good, the current future life is so violent, it's really our old guy who didn't do a good job of discipline, and let the old man me stop your majesty, so that you know that there are people outside this person, and there is a sky outside the sky!" ”

Since these words have been spoken, Mochizuki Zhenren can't care about his face, put the sandalwood cane in his hand to the side, took out a hard piece of rune paper from his sleeve, sandwiched his index finger and middle finger, shook it gently, and then shouted loudly in his mouth: "The golden light of merit is slightly open, the dark Huachi is really fragrant, the lotus cover is heavy with the clouds floating thousands of spirits, and Yuan He lives on the twelfth floor!" ”

As soon as the incantation came out, the hard picture-like talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, and then the surrounding air seemed to be poured with fire oil, and instantly turned into twelve lines of fire, south, south, north, west, up and down, left and right, outlined into a line, encompassing himself and the miscellaneous hair path into an independent space, there was a faint flame on the border that disappeared suddenly, looking at the micro end, but the heat condensed on it was more scorching than the wall of fire made by Laoshan Elder Bai Gele last night.

Liu Yongxiang, the Taoist of Ciyuan Pavilion next to me, shouted loudly: "Draw the ground as a prison!" Oh my God, isn't this the long-lost 'Broken Drink Leaving the Cold Court Spell', I didn't expect it to be used by him to press the bottom of the box. ”

Liu Yongxiang's vision is extremely powerful, and he saw the power at a glance, and when he saw that I was surprised, he explained aloud: "This talisman is said to be made by Zhong Kui, the holy monarch of the blessed town, because the ghost spirit is elegant and elusive, so it will be bound in a certain situation, and it cannot be broken, and then it is deduced and strengthened, and the boundary line has also become the fire of the sun, once touched, the fire will burn, and it is extremely fierce!" The drawing method of this talisman has long been lost, and the real person deserves to be the top talisman in the world! ”

Liu Yongxiang was afraid that the miscellaneous hairy trail would suffer, so he explained to me on the surface, but secretly meant to remind the miscellaneous hairy trail.

His eyes were full of worry, and when I saw the unmoving miscellaneous hairy path, I was full of confidence - without him, looking at these two sides, one side is impetuous, and the other side is as calm as water, you can know the way.

A broken spell burned out from the cold court, and the two of them were completely isolated from the rest of the people, getting rid of the accident of escaping and others disturbing him, Mochizuki Zhenren shook his sleeves, walked forward slowly, and said slowly: "Xiao Xiao, don't you think that if you learn a little bit of the way of the talisman, you will be able to understand the true meaning of this?" Heaven and earth are vast, and the world is mysterious, how can it be understood by you at this impetuous age? Do you know the surface of the Dao of the world, and the waves under the darkness of the Dao? Do you know the spiritual realm, the underworld, and the abyss? Do you know the great terror between life and death? …… If you don't know anything, how can you possibly represent the mysteries and rules of these patterns on the runic paper? Paint a tiger like a cat, and be embarrassed to compare with me? ”

He didn't say a word, he took a step, and with each step, he threw out a talisman, these talismans are of different materials, some are rough yellow talisman paper, some are precious hu xuan, some are hard-shell jade paper, there are also silk silk, wooden cards, jade tiles and dominoes, these talismans have different effects, none of them fall, all of them are suspended in the air, burning quietly.

There is a natural movement in silence, and every step that Mochizuki takes is a real person, the footprints behind him are deeper, heavy and slow, and when people see it, there is a terrifying momentum condensing.

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao still did not move, closed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen asleep, seeing that his opponent was in such a state, Mochizuki Zhenren finally got angry, he stopped five meters in front of Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, and shouted: "Okay, you uninteresting boy, since you don't value your life, I'll help you end it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, he shouted in his mouth: "The stars of Taishang are constantly changing, driving away evil spirits and protecting their lives, and the stars gather to listen to my life, a little starry sky!" Haste as a law, pardon! ”

As soon as these words came out, he formed an eternal Yuan seal with both hands, and pushed towards the sleeping miscellaneous hair path.

As soon as this spell came out, all the runes thrown by Mochizuki Zhenren before turned into flames and took off into the air at this moment, the paper runes and silks all turned into green smoke, and the gold and stone things crushed the powder, and quickly flew up to the top of the head, expanding and condensing nine times back and forth, but only for a moment, and then turned into a golden light, shooting towards the side of the miscellaneous hair path.

The moment the golden light turned into shape, I felt that the aura around me seemed to be sucked dry and emptied, and everyone felt a slight tremor between heaven and earth, and then a dazzling light shone out, and the next second, the golden light shot through the body of the miscellaneous hairy path, 45 degrees downward, directly blasting out a big black hole with a diameter of three meters and a bottomless depth.

The hairy trail still didn't move, and a hole the size of a skull appeared in the chest that had been shot through.

One move kills.