The face of the master of the Zhushan Dao Sect turned pale, and he was actually played by a little Taoist priest.

"Hmph, I won't teach you a lesson, you don't know what to do, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master. ”

Laoshan Kuang's seven-star wooden sword behind his back, like an arrow out of the string, came out of the sheath, and knocked it towards Zhang Qiudao's head. But who knew that Zhang Qiudao was knocked on the head by the master too much, and he was knocked out of his experience, and he dodged sideways and passed by by mistake, and he was exactly the same.

"Smack!"

Zhang Qiudao's palm gathered aura, grabbed it with his right hand, and used the fast and accurate swordsmanship he learned from watching the live broadcast, and actually snatched Kuang Zizi's wooden sword.

The masters of the Zhushan Dao Sect were stunned, and it seemed that this little Taoist was not simple, his moves were sophisticated, and his simplicity was extraordinary.

Look at Laoshan Kuang Zizi again, what a waste, he was snatched away by a little Taoist priest empty-handed.

"Uncle Shi, help, someone is going to kill me!" Zhang Qiudao stuck out his tongue and shouted, pretending to be aggrieved.

Everyone looks at it, he is really a little naughty boy, afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Kuang Zizi was even more annoyed, his hands were clenched, and he didn't know how to do it for a while, if he used all his strength to deal with a little Taoist, no matter whether he won or lost, his reputation would be lost.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Suddenly, a crisp sound came from behind the car.

"My nephew is unscrupulous, why should you care!" Qin Fangshan stood up.

Qin Fangshan glanced at his nephew Zhang Qiudao, and he was helpless.

This kid is so naughty.

Bored on the road, Zhang Qiudao secretly cultivated Chu Wangxian's Taihao Tuna Method, and without the help of elixir spirit stones, he made rapid progress.

At the time of cultivation, the vision appeared, and even Qin Fangshan could not pay attention to it.

Qin Fangshan said in his heart, no wonder the senior brother took such a fancy to this little nephew, this is a person with a Dao heart, a genius who cultivates the Dao Law for a long time.

"You might as well look at my face, forget it. ”

Qin Fangshan said with a smile, even if Zhang Qiudao broke the sky, he Qin Fangshan would have to protect it. If you bring your nephew out, you can't let him get hurt, otherwise how will you explain to your brother when you go back.

"You nephew is talking nonsense, don't you punish him!"

Qin Fangshan sneered and stared at Laoshan Kuang Zizi, "If my nephew makes a mistake, someone will punish him, why worry about Daoyou, or Daoyou Kuang wants to try his skills!"

Laoshan Kuangzi was furious, and the seven-star peach wood sword behind him was taken away by a teenage baby, which did not show the means, and it would not be looked down upon in the future.

"Okay, let me be at ease in Laoshan Kuang and try the skills of Daoyou. ”

Kuang Zi pressed his black eyebrows, waved his right hand, and cast a ghostly wind method, and a cloud of black smoke flew out of his cuffs and rushed to the place where the sound came from.

The black mist blew by, as if a ghost appeared, eerie and terrifying, frightening many shallow Taoist priests to touch their heads and shrink under their seats.

Qin Fangshan stood in the back row of the car and sneered.

"Hmph, it's just a matter of recruiting some yin wind, carving insect skills, and dare to shake the majesty in front of my Qin Fangshan. ”

Qin Fangshan's body is like a mountain forest whistling by a strong wind, as stable as Mount Tai.

He pinched out a yellow paper talisman in his right hand, held it lightly, and patted it lightly.

"Fu Annihilation!"

The yellow rune paper exploded, and a ball of flame erupted, the flame was blue, spreading on the roof of the car, directly burning the yin wind smoke to death.

Seeing the blue flames spreading overhead, everyone in the car was frightened, they didn't expect that there was a big master hidden in the car, and cold sweat was left on their backs.

"This is an authentic Nether Fire Talisman, which will only burn the Heavenly Fire of ghosts. ”

"I remembered, he is Qin Fangshan, Qin Zhenren of Zhongnan Mountain. ”

"Living Immortals, Qin Zhenren is actually here. ”

Everyone shuddered, their backs were cold, this inconspicuous person turned out to be a first-class master of the Daomen.

Zhongnan Mountain Qin Zhenren is a legendary master of Taoism, drawing talismans to destroy ghosts, changing his life against his fate, all of them are refined, and his kung fu is even more earth-shattering, and he has not met an opponent.

Qin Fangshan's name is equivalent to a master.

They got to see the legendary Qin Zhenren of Zhongnan Mountain, and it was fate.

"Qin Zhenren, the poor Laoshan Kuang is at ease, there are many offenses, please see the real people of Zhongnan Mountain. Kuang Zizai's pale face changed immediately, he could bend and stretch, and apologized immediately.

"Poor Longshan Zhou Xuantong, meet Zhang Zhenren of Zhongnan Mountain. ”

"The name of Zhang Wuzhen of Longhu Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, is like thunder. ”

......

The people of the mountains visited one by one, and the Qinfang Mountain of Zhongnan Mountain was as immovable as a mountain, majestic as an immortal, and his mouth was like a fairy: "All Taoist friends go to Outer Mongolia together, and they should help each other." ”

"Qin Zhenren rest assured, this trip to Mongolia, we are all looking forward to the end of Nanshan Zhang Zhenren. ”

Seeing that everyone gave face, Qin Fangshan nodded.

"There is a Chu Wangxian from my Daomen, and I am doing a live broadcast in Outer Mongolia at the moment, and I came out of the mountain this time to check this matter. ”

Everyone in the mountains looked at each other, who is this Chu Wangxian?

They were invited with a lot of money, but they were talking about the practice of subduing demons and eliminating demons, and they didn't mention this Chu Wangxian.

"Dare to ask Qin Zhenren, who is this Chu Wangxian?"

When everyone was puzzled, Zhang Qiudao muttered in his mouth and rushed out again.

"It's a shame that you are still a real person of the Daomen, and you don't even know the famous Chu Daxian, it's really unheard. ”

Everyone was embarrassed, they really didn't know who this famous Chu Wangxian was, and they looked at the mobile phone screen in Zhang Qiudao's hand in unison.

This is the movie scene, someone actually dives into dozens of deep water without the help of any tools, swimming at high speed like a swordfish.

......

In front of the camera, although it is dozens of meters underwater, the underwater visibility is good, and Chu Wangxian's figure can be clearly distinguished with the naked eye.

Chu Wangxian was paddling with both hands, like a swordfish, with a sturdy body, deep into the bottom of the lake, appearing near the fish nest.

He swayed on the bottom of the lake with his feet fluttering and slowly walked to the fish's nest.

Now I'm lucky that there are no red arowana.

Chu Wangxian hurried to use both hands to tentatively pick up the silt at the entrance of the fish nest, preparing to expand the entrance of the cave, and suddenly, Chu Wangxian felt a surprise in his heart.

There were hard objects.

He pulled back the mud with both hands and saw the flat black bricks.

Each of these black bricks is half a meter wide, and the walls are tightly seamless, like the walls of a building.

Chu Wangxian was puzzled in his heart, so he tried to change the entrance of the cave again, and after digging for a while, there was actually a square black brick wall.

"Could it be that these holes are all windows of underwater buildings?" Chu Wangxian had a question in his heart.

Chu Wangxian's hands were like shovels, and after digging for a while, he actually found a rusty scimitar from the mud.

There are also whispers in the live broadcast room, and it is becoming more and more strange to see people falling into the fog.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian hit the water with his legs, swam out of the water, and took a long breath. With his right hand, he holds the rusty scimitar in front of the camera.

"The Biography of the Huns" records that the weapons of the Huns "are bows and arrows for long soldiers, and sharp knives for short soldiers". ”

Chu Wangxian turned the short scimitar again and displayed it in front of the camera in a different way.

"This is a Hun short knife, made of iron, the style is somewhat like a fruit knife with a curved back, and the handle has the pattern of a hunting dog. ”

[Chu Daxian, where is this?, how can there be a building underwater?]

"If I dig up a few more objects, I can be sure that this is not the Xiongnu city recorded in the historical records. ”

On the water, Chu Wangxian's abdomen drummed out and took a long breath, the air whistled in, he pressed the water surface with both hands again, and his body rushed into the water like an arrow.