Chapter 808: Seven Killing Saint Monarchs

Not to mention anything else, just say that those wandering faith powers on Wudang Mountain, as long as they are absorbed by me, they will definitely be able to condense dozens or hundreds of drops of divine power, and then directly expel the sword qi in the body from the body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you really want to go up?" Tang Que frowned and asked me, "Aren't you afraid of being mistaken for a gang by those bulls?"

I spread out my hands: "It doesn't matter, anyway, except for Shouyiguan, the rest of the Dao Sect doesn't have a very good relationship with me." ”

Parking the car at the foot of Wudang Mountain, before we could find our way, we saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and wearing a Taoist robe, coming slowly from the mountain.

The old Taoist priest looks kind and ruddy, and he has no age at all, and he looks like a master of Taoism.

Although the power cannot be used for the time being, the divinity can still be used.

I swept it with my divinity, and under the observation of my divinity, I found that this white-haired old Taoist realm was already the Yuanying realm, and it was only one step away from the Jindan realm.

But one step away, it is heaven and earth.

After crossing the Yuanying and arriving at the Jindan Realm, you can use various methods to prolong your life, and you can even make your appearance look rejuvenated and no longer look old.

But before Jindan, at most he only lived a few decades longer than ordinary people, and after a hundred years, he would still be ashes.

That's why there is a saying in the West that "under the false gods, they are all ants".

The white-haired old man in front of him is only one step away from Jindan, but if his talent and luck are not enough, with his age, this step is likely to never be passed.

"Presumably this one," the white-haired old man's gaze swept over Tang Que: "It's the third son of Tang Sect, right?"

Tang Que replied coldly and arrogantly: "Yes, I am Tang Que." ”

The white-haired old man made a gesture: "The head of the Jade Void Dao is invited." ”

"Please?" Tang Que sneered, "Please let me die?"

"This ......"

Lao Dao didn't know how to answer well.

Tang Que smiled proudly, his white clothes fluttered, and he had already walked forward.

I followed him and went up the hill with the white-haired old man.

We walked not on the avenue that ordinary tourists walked, but through a trail that sloped to a mountain peak.

The mountain peak in front of you is extremely high on three sides, and there is only one side of the path, and there is a path leading to the top of the mountain.

This mountain, shrouded in mist, is exactly what I have observed before, the peak surrounded by the power of faith!

Under the clouds and mist, the palace is everywhere, and there are hidden cranes flying, which is obviously different from other peaks of Wudang Mountain.

Obviously, like the Ten Thousand Buddha Caves in Wutai Mountain, Wudang Mountain, which is a major gate, also has a unique cave and a side that cannot be seen in the world.

Halfway up the mountainside, there is a pool of turquoise pool water, in which the sword aura is soaring, and there is a hidden intention of killing.

In front of the waterhole, there is a stone tablet, on which the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved with three words: the sword pool.

Unraveling the sword pool?

I have seen many film and television works say that it is Wudang and Shaolin, it is Taishan Beidou in the rivers and lakes, and the people of the rivers and lakes in order to respect Wudang, they have to take off their weapons here.

There were also two chairs and a table beside the sword-solving pool, and there was a fire burning next to it, and an iron kettle was on the fire, which was snoring hot.

On the table, there was a chessboard and a stack of teacups.

A one-legged crane with a blue body, red spots in its feathers, and a white beak is standing next to the fire, stretching out its beak to turn the fire and pecking inside.

This crane is not afraid of fire!

There were two people sitting on the chair, one old and one young, drinking tea and playing chess.

One is old and one is young, one is thin and one is fat.

The old man looked trembling slightly, his face was full of dead spots, and he didn't know how many times older than the white-haired old man who led us up the mountain.

When he raised his hand, only a pair of skin bags remained on his body, and the bones of his arms were clearly visible.

The other person is a little fat man who looks only seven or eight years old, bald, with a face like a full moon, chubby, wearing a small green cotton jacket, like a round ball, compared with the old Taoist priest in front of him, it is completely two extremes.

The two of them played chess and drank tea by themselves, ignoring the footsteps of us going up the mountain.

When I saw these two people, my heart suddenly chuckled.

Because, under the observation of divinity, I can't see their depths clearly!

You can't use the five-colored golden lotus, so at this time, the observation of divinity is based on the realm of my Qinglu.

If it is said that the red fish has entered the early stage of Jindan, then the green fish is the level of the middle stage of Jindan.

Without using the five-colored golden lotus, they can't see through their realm, and there is only one possibility: their realm is at least the middle stage of Jindan!

In other words, it is similar to the realm of Tang Que and Xiaogu, and it is also the same as the Qinglu realm after my corpse transformation.

But that's at least!

Unexpectedly, there are such masters on Wudang Mountain, and there are two of them!

I thought it was two mountain guards, but unexpectedly, it was the big boss who appeared directly!

"Yuxu Dao Chief, I don't know what you think, in this world, in terms of swordsmanship, the non-human Purple Youhou, or the evil sword immortal in the Shushan Sword Pavilion, who is more powerful?"

This sentence was said by the little fat man.

He has a chess piece in his hand, and he looks like a bit of a master.

"It's hard to tell the difference!" The old Taoist priest who was about to enter the earth shook his head: "It depends on the time, place, and people." ”

"Oh?" the little fat man knocked on the table with his chess pieces and made a crisp sound: "What do you say?"

"Daomen Holy Land guards a view, and once divided swordsmanship into two types.

One of them: the sword of a thousand miles, thousands of miles away, take the head of the person,

Second: the sword of the square inch, the sword of the square inch, no one can beat it.

And the Purple Shadow Sword of the Purple Shadow Marquis, the sword is like a flying rainbow, it is the sword of a thousand miles, and the evil sword of the Evil Sword Immortal is the fastest sword in the world. ”

The words of the old Taoist priest came slowly, not in a hurry or slowly, judging from the dialogue, he was the jade Xuzi of Wudang Mountain.

There is no vanity under the fame, since Yu Xuzi and Tang Que are people of the same era, they are really powerful.

Even an arrogant lord like Tang Que felt the aura of the master on these two people, so he didn't jump up and pretend to be forced with a bullish spirit.

"In other words, if the distance is far, it is the victory of the Purple Shadow Marquis, and if the distance is close, it is the victory of the Evil Sword Immortal?"

"Exactly. ”

"Then if you talk about assassins and swordsmen in the world, I am afraid that in this world, except for the Holy Monarch, no one dares to call it the first?"

"Of course. The little fat man smiled proudly and nodded: "The assassin swordsmen of the Central Plains Martial Arts have all killed seven times." ”

As he spoke, his gaze swept behind me: "Don't hide, no assassin can be invisible in front of me." ”

Tang Que's face changed.

"Seven Killing Maniac on the Seven Killing Palace...... , You are the Seven Killing Saint Monarch, Zhang Yan?"

The little fat man nodded, showed an incomparably honest smile, stretched out his tongue and licked his fingers: "Seven Killing Saint Monarch Zhang Yan is exactly below." (To be continued.) )