The cold wind was howling on the top of Zangfeng Mountain, and the Qingyu Mountain God was standing under the eaves of the main hall, and in the open space in front of the main hall, the young mountain god wearing a golden silk cloak was facing the burly young man in front of him at this moment, his expression was calm, this guy was much weaker than the female ghost in Yuyang Town, maybe this time he could easily win without handing the sword.

A burly young man named Kui Wu, at this time, his feet opened the distance, slashed the ground violently, stirred up a snowflake, and his fists shook each other, and the whole person's breath changed suddenly and became solemn.

"Daoshan God, offended. ”

I saw Kuiwu's legs bent slightly, the ground shattered, and the whole person left the place, smashing into the good-looking young man in front of him with a thunderous punch.

The corners of Dao Yuan's mouth raised slightly, facing Kuiwu's Ben Lei punch, he turned sideways slightly, unloaded the power of a punch, a punch missed, and then another punch, every time Kuiwu handed out a punch, the white-robed young man could easily avoid it, and the two of them came and went, shuttling back and forth in the open space in front of the hall, and their bodies were uncertain.

After dozens of rounds, Kui Wu was already a little impatient, his nostrils snorted, and he said angrily: "Can the Dao Mountain Lord only hide, and the disciples of the immortal mountain lineage will only hide around like a ravine mouse." ”

Dao Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "Fang is just letting you punch a few times, since you want to get punished earlier, then you have to fulfill it." ”

The young man's right foot moved forward half a step slightly, and his right hand was raised.

"Come again. ”

Kui Wu felt insulted, what does it mean to let himself, do you need to let it, it is really annoying, at this moment he left behind the immovable true anger of the mountain god Qingyu, his breath rose sharply, and his true qi gathered on his right fist, and said in a low voice: "Daoshan Lord, you were known as a sword cultivator earlier, let Kuiwu see the Daoshan Lord's righteous sword path today." ”

Then his body was as fast as lightning, and the next moment he appeared in the sky above Dao Yuan, pulled his fists and feet, and roared: "This punch, the name is the opening of the mountain, the master of the Dao Mountain, you take it." ”

Qing Yu just wanted to stop it, oh no, Kui Wu went crazy, this martial idiot completely forgot what he told, this punch is his lore method, Qing Yu, who doesn't know much about the Dao Yuan cultivation realm, is a little worried about whether he can take it.

The white-robed young man had no intention of dodging, he didn't care about Kuiwu's punch with a killing momentum, raised his palm, palmed the fist, and took the fist with his palm, and the wave of qi emitted when the two sides collided rolled up the surrounding snow, revealing the ground wet with snow.

Dogen lightly grabbed Kuiwu Kaishan with his palm and punched it.

Qing Yu smiled and said nothing.

Kuiwu's eyes trembled, he had already beaten all the invincible opponents in the mountains except for the mountain god, and his most proud punch was actually caught hard, and the most unacceptable thing for him was that if you catch it, you can catch it, but can you not behave so blandly, it's very hurtful.

Dogen raised his head and said, "If you want to see me hand over the sword, you can't do it, at least you now, you can't." ”

The young man's wrist was pulled back, and Kuiwu's burly body slid down the strength of the young man's hand and slid behind the young man, and then Dogen punched him in the abdomen, with a slight force, and then he suspended in the air and fell to the ground a few times.

After doing all this, Dogen was shocked, and flicked away the dust of his robe, which was expensive.

Kui Wu lay on the ground panting, he didn't get up for a long time, Dao Yuan's punch didn't beat him to the point where he couldn't get up and wanted to stay in bed to cultivate, but he felt a little incredible, he actually lost to a boy who was only sixteen years old, although he has Dao Zang, and his talent is self-evident, but he shouldn't be outrageous enough to overturn himself with one punch, what is going on in this world, I can't help but wonder where I have practiced for many years.

In the distance, under the eaves of the main hall, the sound of the mountain god Qingyu clapping.

"The Lord of Daoshan is really a young man, and it is not a loss to pass on the foundation of the great Emperor Xuancang of the Immortal Mountain, it is Qing's delusion, and he also looks at the Lord of Daoshan Haihan. ”

Dao Yuan changed his face before the fight, and said with a flat expression: "I know very well that the Qingyu Mountain Lord wants to know my strength, but I don't like it when I talk to me in the name of my teacher." ”

"If my generation of monks wants to compete for a high level in cultivation, then say it openly, say whatever you want, and fight if you want to, such a roundabout argument, I hope that the master of Qingyu Mountain will say less. ”

Qing Yu was not angry because of the young man's words, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his temptation seemed to be successful, at least put Sanqingshan into his hands, and he would not be sorry for Xuancang Dazun.

Qingyu hugged his fists, which can be regarded as an apology, and Daoyuan's return gift is considered to be accepted, after all, it is reasonable for the other party to want to test his strength, and he doesn't have to be too serious, others give themselves face, and they have to give others no.

Etiquette and reciprocity, traditional virtues.

Qing Yu glanced at Kuiwu lying on the floor behind the young man, and said: "What are you still doing lying there, you are usually invincible in the mountains, now you are okay, do you know what it means to have someone outside the world, why don't you get up and go down to get the board, do you want me to help you." ”

Kui Wu, who was lying on the ground embarrassed, suddenly got up like swallowing dates when he heard this, and ran away without a trace.

Qing Yu turned his gaze to the young man and said: "Lord Daoshan, forgive me, this kid is really invincible on the mountain, too arrogant and afraid of going out to suffer, this is not on the one hand to see your strength, on the other hand, I want to borrow your hand to beat Kuiwu, and he will suffer in the future." ”

Dao Yuan said with a smile: "The Qingyu Mountain Lord has a good calculation, but there are still few open-minded people like the Mountain Lord, so it doesn't matter." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and turned the page on this matter.

Qing Yu asked, "The Dao Mountain Lord has fought through the Dao Theory, what do you think of Kuiwu's cultivation?"

He wanted to hear what the young demon had to say.

Dogen didn't know what to say, and was a little speechless for a while, "This, I knocked it down with one punch, and I don't have time to look at it carefully." ”

Qing Yu was speechless for a long time by these words.

The young man felt that Fang Cai's words were a little inappropriate, so he added a sentence and said: "Although there is only one punch in the real fight, but judging from the dodge at that time, Kuiwu's punch is explosive, but the speed is too slow and a little dull." ”

Qing Yu walked down the steps and smiled: "I will definitely convey the teachings of the Daoshan Lord to Kui Wu's ears word for word." ”

The two of them didn't know what to say for a while.

Dogen tugged at his cloak and quipped, "Is the Qingyu Mountain Lord planning to stay with me in the wind and snow all the time to blow the cold wind?"

"Look at my brain," Qing Yu patted his head and said apologetically: "Daoshan Lord, please, talk about it in the hall." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

"The lord of the mountain, too, please. ”

Dogen was polite, and the two walked into the main hall side by side.

The cold wind outside the hall is cold, the heaven and the earth are silent, only the plum blossom on the edge of the cliff stands alone in the cold wind.

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Great wilderness, martial temple

A galaxy streamer descended from the sky and slowly fell to the ground to stand.

The dean of the Tianxia Academy, Su Qian, the great monk of the Twelve Realms, has arrived.

Looking at the moat-like mountain stream in front of him, who would have thought that the Wu Temple, which was two temples together with the Confucian Temple, was actually built on top of a moat.

Su Qian took the folding fan and looked up slightly at the huge palace hanging in mid-air, and the fear in his eyes flashed.

The reason why the martial temple is called the martial temple is because it is almost full of martial arts, and it is all the way of physical cultivation, which is very demanding for practitioners, and must have a good innate physique in order to become a physical cultivator.

The reason why Su Qian is a little afraid, it is naturally because these martial artists are all ruthless people, unlike the general practitioners of qi who use qi to hand swords or fists to each other to punch each other, martial arts are different, fight with them, if you don't get close, it's okay, if you are close, good guy, then if you are punched by a body cultivation martial artist, it will be a fist to the flesh, and the body must bloom.

Su Qian walked to the sky above the mountain stream, and his body slowly rose against the wind, floating towards the huge building above the mountain stream.

After Su Qian landed, a middle-aged martial artist in a strong suit walked over, first hugged a fist, and asked if there was a sticker.

Su Qian shook his head and said that he was just here to find someone, and he had never had a worship sticker.

The man in the strong suit glanced at the folding fan scholar in front of him a few times, and saw that he was a qi practitioner, frowned slightly, and said, "That's the one who came to my martial arts temple to discuss the Tao?"

Su Qian only felt a little embarrassed, and said that he was here to find someone, what am I talking about.

Besides, I'm talking about what I'm going to do in your martial arts temple, when will there be a qi practitioner who will come to the martial arts temple to find these martial madmen to talk about the Tao and hand over the fist.

The man in the power suit crossed his arms around his chest, lowered his eyelids and said, "Then who are you looking for?"

Su Qian said: "Wu Temple, Tang Liu." ”

The man in the suit exhaled and said, "He's dead, don't come looking for him in the future." ”

Saying that, he turned around, and scolded the man called Tang Liu more than a thousand times in his heart, this damn guy, could it be that he caused some mess outside again, and he also left the name of the martial temple, so that everyone came to the door.

Su Qian could see that he was perfunctory, if anyone in this world could kill Tang Liu, it would be too unusual, his method of distant escape was a must in the cultivation world.

once threatened to get out unscathed under the hands of the saint, and in the end, although he was slapped severely, he rarely received the praise of the saint, boasting that his method of escape is unique here.

I don't know if it's a boast or a sarcasm.

Just when Su Qian was about to catch up and continue to ask, a figure came from afar against the wind, before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and the tone was said to the man in the strong suit,

"Liu Silly, what nonsense are you talking about, who is the mother of the master who died to give you something, if it weren't for me, you would have suffocated you in the martial arts temple where all men are here. ”

The person who came was a man, his face was very white, it was rare in this martial arts temple full of martial artists, his appearance was young, but the stubble on his chin and cheeks made him feel more vicissitudes.

The man in the lazy shirt came, first kicked the middle-aged man called Liu Silly, and came to Su Qian as if nothing had happened.

The two sides clasped their fists,

"Datang, Su Qian"

The stubble man smiled slightly,

"Wu Temple, Tang Liu. ”