Emei is beautiful in the world, and Qingcheng is quiet in the world.

From Chengdu to the northwest about 100 miles, is Dujiangyan. And Qingcheng Mountain is not far from Dujiangyan. When modern people travel, if you go from Dujiangyan to Qingcheng Mountain, you can go directly by bus for two yuan, which shows the distance between each other.

But in this martial arts world, it takes some effort to go from Chengdu to Qingcheng Mountain.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon when the prostitutes decided to set off, and it was already night when they made many preparations and organized their trips in a unified manner, and finally arrived at the boundary of Dujiangyan. At night in Chengdu, the stars and moon are dark, and the sky is dark. There is a thick cloud cover here almost every day, and tonight is no exception. The so-called Bashan night rain rises in the autumn pool, and every night in Chengdu, there is always a light rain.

These light rains are as dense as flour flying in the air, and it is unworthy to use an umbrella, and it is not worth it, and it is damp and wet and uncomfortable - this is the kind of weather.

It was dark, the ancient lights were scarce, and it was even darker, and even the road could not be seen clearly.

In the darkness, An Erle's suppressed voice sounded: "Brother Jia, here!"

Yang Qi quickly walked over and found that there were more than 30 people with An Erle Cat, and couldn't help asking, "Why are there so many people?

"I don't know where to hide. An Erle leaned up and pointed to a shadow not far in front of him: "Brother Jia, look, that's Qingcheng Mountain, and the Wuzhen Sect is in the mountain." The true sect is the southern branch of the Daomen, and the Quanzhen sect is the double flower of the Daomen in the south and the north. Although the patriarch of the sect, Ziyang Zhenren, does not often walk around the rivers and lakes, and the name of the rivers and lakes is not as loud as Chongyang Zhenren, his strength cannot be underestimated. They have been operating here for a long time. Isn't it the same as the iron bucket? We're going to have to break it down. Damn it. Where did Uncle Hu go, it's too dark this day!"

That's right, in this heavy mountain, under the dark sky, ordinary people may not see anything. There are no stars, no moon, no light source, and if you can't see your fingers, I'm afraid that even if you get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, you may stumble on a stone and fall into a pit. There are only Jianghu people who refine their internal skills. After gathering his eyes, he could barely see a vague shadow.

Yang Qi looked back at the riverside in the distance, and pointed there: "Isn't there Dujiangyan, why is there no light at all?"

No matter what, even an ancient town has to be a little lit, but Yang Qi can only point out the direction according to the terrain (the younger one has come with the old one), but he can't see the light that the town should have in his eyes.

Another lewd thief came up and said, "Lord Eagle, don't you know, the Sichuan people were killed too hard by the Mongols, and they are all a little afraid." For decades. The Mongols slaughtered more than a million people here, and now the Mongols have died down. But the Sichuan people really don't dare to make noise at night, let alone open fire. This place is under the jurisdiction of the Wuzhen faction, and the Mongolian people are still a little more restrained. If you are elsewhere, I am afraid that you will not hear a child's night cry in the villages for dozens of miles!"

"Hmm......" Yang Qi frowned slightly and looked in the direction of Dujiangyan, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let's go, let's take advantage of the good weather now, let's hurry up the mountain. An Erle beckoned: "I'm afraid that Uncle Hu has already gone up the mountain, if he takes the lead, will we lose or not?"

Lewd thieves, in fact, are also a kind of mixed black, and many principles are common, such as the concept of running away. Compared with fist and foot kung fu, the thieves must give priority to practicing a good light skill of one leg. Come secretly, go quietly, and steal the flower girl's people and heart - this is the obsessive faction. Coming over the wall, running wildly, putting the flower girl in a sack to resist - this is a forcible faction. But no matter which faction they are, they are very good at this kind of stealthy infiltration action, and this is the fundamental reason why they still dare to come and pick up the tiger's whiskers even though they know that the Wuzhen faction is powerful.

"Isn't it just stealing, people who used to be so big stole it, what is it to steal a book now?"

All the way up, I met Hu Shubao and his party halfway. If you count the number of people, there are more than 90 people in total.

"What about the others?"

"Probably because it's getting dark, let's leave them alone, let's make some marks on the road, and they will naturally follow when they see it. ”

"Okay, then carve it on the tree. ”

So, Yang Qitong left a mark on the tree, showing the whereabouts of the group.

"Master Ying, where are your two little ladies?" someone asked curiously: "Are you staying in Chengdu? ”

"It's okay, they're obedient. And my little lady is not just the two of them. When a group of them get together, I can rest assured that no matter where they go. ”

"Wow, there are other little ladies? Lord Eagle is really mighty and domineering!"

"Alright, let's keep up. If we were caught by a female ghost in the dark, we wouldn't have gone looking for it. As he spoke, Yang Qi secretly glanced at the way he came, and his meaningful eyes were hidden under the complete black sky, and no one could see clearly.

All the way up, all the way forward, all the way to carve the mark.

Qingcheng Mountain is not large, and the relative height is not high, but it is particularly quiet and far-reaching. If you come here when the weather is fine, even ordinary tourists can feel a kind of dusty atmosphere of the blessed land outside the world, no wonder the Taoist priests occupy the mountain here.

"Hey, where the hell are you, how did you come to such a remote place after going around and around?" a group of lewd thieves marched at night, and after a long trek, they came to a remote mountain pass.

"Yes, yes, this is it. Look, that's it ahead. "There are thieves who are familiar with the terrain leading the way, and everyone looks forward, in this dim rain, as far as the eye can see, there is indeed a dark Taoist temple. The gate of this temple is not very eye-catching, but the area is not small. From a distance, I saw two Taoist priests standing guard at the door, but they were all chatting loosely with their chests leaning against the door, and they were not alert.

"Alas, senior brother and uncle, they went to make up again, let us watch the door here. What kind of thieves can there be, how can they be guards, they must want to enjoy themselves more, it's really unfair!"

"Come on, you're also envious, the cores of this batch of Ding furnaces are all bad. It's like squeezing oil out of a stone, it's not very useful, and it may be time to bury it by tonight. After the next batch of Ding furnaces, let's go make soup and drink it. When the time comes, take more Yuan Yin. You and I may be able to make another breakthrough in our skills--hmm!"

The words are not finished yet. The Taoist priest felt a pain in his throat. He reached out and flicked it, but pulled something out. He looked at the other side again, and found that his junior brother also had a blow arrow stuck in his neck, and while he looked at the light, there was still a little green light.

This blow arrow is drugged!

"Enemy ...... The paralyzed ...... of the enemy attack did not make a sound greater than ten decibels, and then he was slammed twice on the back of the neck and put down.

"Good luck. These Taoist priests have all gone to make up for it. When they were busy doing that, who had the time to pay attention to the rest? Come and come, they are all lightly, and go in to find the "Three Peaks Mining Tactics"!" An Erle and Hu Shubao led the thieves to jump over the wall and jump into the Taoist temple, Yang Qi was slightly two steps behind, jumped to the wall and looked back at the bottom of the mountain, and whispered to himself: "Where have they gone? Anyway, it won't be lost!"

Then, as soon as her ears moved, she heard a faint voice, and her brow furrowed thoughtfully. Sneak in a certain direction with a clear goal.

On Qingcheng Mountain, on the other side.

"This is the Wuzhen School?" Wu Zhengfeng stood quietly in the treetops. The soft branches could not be bent by her. The night rain was like powder, and it couldn't wet her clothes. In the silence of the night, she seemed to be talking to herself. But the next moment, a voice came from the dark place beside her, which seemed to be empty. Take a closer look, there is a petite figure there, dressed in black, and replied respectfully: "Returning to the Venerable Lord, this is the Wuzhen Sect." ”

In front of the martial arts, the courtyard is heavy, and it is a magnificent and magnificent huge Taoist temple. Wu Zhengfeng's ears were gathered, and countless dense breathing sounds could be heard. This temple is pitch black, but there is obviously no shortage of masters.

"If you say this style, it is worthy of the name of the South Branch of Daomen and Zhang Ziyang. But I really didn't expect that Zhang Ziyang was such a figure, but his disciples and grandchildren were not like this, which was really unfortunate for the Daomen. But ......" Wu Zhengfeng paused, then turned around and said helplessly: "What about Yang Qi, what about the thieves, where have all the three miaos gone?"

"This ......," the shadow didn't know how to answer.

That's right, in this dark night, they had planned to have a yellow finch behind. Yang Qi led the thieves to destroy the bastard's den, while Wu Zhengfeng and Mrs. Sanmiao were responsible for sneaking up on the pure bastards who were marked behind. After a trip to Qingcheng Mountain, the double cultivation exercises were also available, and the unpleasant ones were also repaired. And taking advantage of the chaos is not easy to detect, even if the thieves find out that more than a dozen annoying guys are missing in the end, war damage or something is too common. The identities of the people will not be revealed, and they can continue to play double-sided games.

"Killing three birds with one stone, it is worthy of this queen's clever plan, in the ancient dragon novel, I am simply the ultimate villain hahaha!"

The exaggerated laughter is still in my ears, and in the blink of an eye, I can only collapse and shout - where have all the people gone!

Sanmiao is gone, Yang Qi is gone, and even the thieves are gone!

It seems that what Yang Qi said is right, newcomers are easy to go wrong, and they can only come in handy after training.

"Alright, you stand down. If the order goes down, it will be lurking for the time being, and not exposed. Wu Zhengfeng waved his hand to push the black shadow away, she looked at the magnificent Taoist temple in front of her, and her eyes shot a fine light: "I'll go and explore it myself." ”

Even if I'm the only one, I'm going to destroy this scourge of people!

Whoosh, Wu Zhengfeng was like a wisp of wind, gently drifting into the courtyard of the Taoist temple. Dressed in white at night, this outfit is too eye-catching to be used at night when sneaking in. But Wu Zhengfeng came like this, and the wind fell on the roof tiles of the Taoist temple, standing quietly, like flowers blooming in the night, with thousands of manners.

The five senses have been comprehensively improved, and the extremely strong internal force of more than 130 years has brought her incredible sensory bonuses. On this extremely dark and rainy night, she was still able to catch the breath clearly.

"It is worthy of being a sect created by the patriarch of the Neidan Sect, and the cultivation of this disciple is still inferior to my Vulture Palace. ”

Countless dense and deep breaths fell into Wu Zhengfeng's ears, and she instantly judged the level of cultivation of those monks. Although the number of people in this entire Taoist temple is not too large, the average cultivation is not low, and the disciples who have a little beginner have more than ten or twenty years of skill. There are also many people who have cultivated for more than 40 years, and there are more than a dozen of them at a cursory glance.

On average, it is much stronger than the Vulture Palace.

Of course, because the dragon elephant gong implemented by no one in the world has begun to show results, if it really starts, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

And the master of breaking the level......

Wu Zhengfeng closed his eyes and sensed carefully, and after a while, he opened his eyes - there there is, there!

In the entire Taoist temple, the highest cultivator is in that room. And the person with the highest cultivation is often the person with the highest status, and if all the clues are found from the person with the highest status, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Silently, Wu Zhengfeng fell to the roof of a house, softer than the sound of a fallen leaf. Right at her feet, there is a master. If someone else comes, even Mrs. Sanmiao is likely to be discovered, and the person below is not weak. Not to mention Yang Qi, who can't hide his senses. But if Wu Zhengfeng is here in person, he can try to take a peek.

Well, Wu Zhengfeng was like a puff of white smoke, rushing from the roof to the eaves. The soles of his feet sucked into the eaves, and Wu Zhengfeng hung upside down like a Lori batgirl and looked into the house. Candles were burning in the room, and an old Taoist priest with a long beard was not meditating, but he was looking at something on the bookcase, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

"Who!" the old man suddenly raised his head, his eyes shooting a sharp edge and staring out.

But Wu Zhengfeng didn't panic, because it wasn't her who the old Taoist found, but a person she had already noticed.

Whoosh, with a faint sound of breaking the air, a man in black left quickly on another heavy room. The old Taoist priest rushed out in an instant like an arrow from Xuan in the next moment, and quickly chased after him with a hula, shouting in his mouth: "Thief, where to escape!"

After this shout, the entire Taoist temple seemed to wake up, and one by one the Taoist priests rushed out of the room and surrounded the black-clothed man from all directions. And at the same time, Wu Zhengfeng seized the opportunity and sneaked into the night like a phantom with the wind, appearing in the place where the old man had just laid down at the desk.

There is a letter on the bookcase, which is a short message from the flying pigeon. There were only a few words on this rag, but it made Wu Zhengfeng frown.

[Quanzhen Hill is stabbed at the opportunity, and Chongyang's innate skills are stolen]

"The contemporary head of the Quanzhen School, Qiu Chuji, was assassinated, and he didn't even keep Wang Chongyang's innate skills?" Even if he has been in the Western Regions for a long time, Wu Zhengfeng has also heard of the names of innate skills and Qiu Chuji.

"Although Qiu Chuji is not as amazing as his master, he is not a weak person after all, and he is known as the first cultivation of the seven sons of Quanzhen. After Wang Chongyang's death, the prestige of the Quanzhen faction was greatly reduced, but it was finally the authentic sect of the northern branch of the Daomen. Besides, there is a Zhou Botong living in the world, who dares to kill people and take merit?" Wu Zhengfeng couldn't help but think, she always felt that this matter was not over, or even just the beginning.

This incident will inevitably cause an uproar in the rivers and lakes.

"It seems to be in the wrong place, it doesn't look like a horn. The entire Taoist temple outside shouted loudly, and the sound of clothes breaking through the air came one after another, but Wu Zhengfeng took the time to return the note to its original place, and glanced around: "However, anyway, they have come, and Zhang Boduan's "Enlightenment Chapter" is also a miracle in the world, I don't know if I can find it here...... Huh?" Wu Zhengfeng looked up at the window, helpless and funny: "Alas, I know I don't have to worry about not finding you, there is a big movement wherever you go." ”

Outside the window, on a mountain peak in the distance, a golden-red halo suddenly appeared. The branches and leaves of the trees can be seen clearly, which means that someone on the opposite side of the mountain has set a fire, and it is a big fire. (To be continued......)

ps: The college entrance examination is about to be, here, what Shoushou wants to say is: Candidate party, don't read this kind of undisciplined novel for the time being~~ Take the exam well, work hard, even if it is an uncle like me, when I recall the college entrance examination, I will smile when I recall the blood of going all out to fight. So, come on, candidates, wait for the test, and then let's shoot!R1292