Maoshan Taoist priest is nothing in front of Meng Taixu, but in the eyes of secular people, he is a fairy-like existence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After shouting that sentence at Meng Taixu, the pine-patterned ancient sword in his hand was shining brightly, and he also had a domineering tendency.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at the flow of qi on the sword, as if he had the demeanor of a master, and his heart was undecided.

He walked up to the solemn Maoshan Taoist priest and whispered, "Daoist Master must not be arrogant! Do you know who the person in front of you is?"

"Who?" asked the Maoshan Taoist priest in a cold voice.

"Meng Taixu. ”

"Who is he?" said the Maoshan Taoist priest sharply, squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, then his face flashed with suspicion, and he asked again: "You said that he is Meng Taixu of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Zhuo Zangfeng caught the expression on his face, and learned that the name Meng Taixu really made this Maoshan Dao deeply jealous, and then looked at the vigilance in his eyes later, knowing that he really couldn't believe that this sloppy Taoist priest was the Dao Sect Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Zhuo Zangfeng was secretly amused, deliberately keeping a straight face, pretending to be very sincere, "It was he who said that it was Meng Taixu", and then asked modestly: "Dao Chief, is Meng Taixu amazing?"

The Taoist priest of Maoshan stared at Meng Taixu, shook his head and said: "This old man pretends to be crazy and stupid, thinking that if he puts on a Taoist robe, he is a master of the Taoist sect, and it is just a matter of harming livestock. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't get a satisfactory answer, and pouted: "Is Meng Taixu so remarkable?"

"Shut up!" the Maoshan Taoist priest scolded: "Ignorant boy, you don't even deserve to mention this name!"

Zhuo Zangfeng pretended to be frightened, shrunk his head and left, and said loudly: "Since this is the case, let's see the means of the Taoist." ”

"Dao Chief, don't talk to him, go get the demon. The villagers were so anxious that they couldn't help but urge.

When the Taoist priest of Maoshan heard this, his robe fluttered like the wind, and quietly floated into Meng Taixu's body.

Meng Taixu just looked at the waterfall and was distracted, ignoring the fierce sword qi behind him.

The Taoist priest of Maoshan did not attack from behind, and he was somewhat cultivated.

He shouted angrily with his sword: "Who is the demon, who dares to destroy the reputation of my Daomen!"

Now, no matter how good-tempered Meng Taixu is, he can't be indifferent, he turned around and calmly looked at the murderous Maoshan Taoist priest in front of him.

"The old way Meng is too empty. ”

When the Taoist priest Maoshan heard this, his eyes widened, "You say it again." ”

Meng Taixu smiled gently and said, "Old Dao Meng Taixu. Could it be that there is a second Taoist priest in the world who is as filthy and incompetent as Lao Dao?"

When the Maoshan Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't make a decision in his heart, and the sword qi on the sword also dimmed.

"Are you really Meng Taixu?"

Facing this old Taoist priest who was as immobile as a mountain, with a void qi but seemed to be endless, the Maoshan Taoist priest did not dare to act rashly.

Meng Taixu said with a smile: "Maoshan Pine Pattern Ancient Sword, just a mortal product, I believe that your first move must be Maoshan Swordsmanship, 'Heavenly Shadow Shineless Wind Thunder Sword', but unfortunately it is far from being practiced; ”

Zhuo Zangfeng just wanted to see Meng Taixu make a move, and thought to himself: "This old Taoist priest is playing tricks, the pine pattern sword is originally an ordinary mortal, I can see it at a glance, why do you say it?"

Seeing that the excitement was about to end there, he naturally couldn't be satisfied, and immediately followed Meng Taixu's words: "That's a good point! ”

Maoshan Taoist priest was apprehensive in his heart, looking at this old Taoist priest at a glance to say his own cultivation realm, most of his heart had already believed that he was Meng Taixu, and was thinking about pointing to the deer as a horse, saying that the old Taoist priest was a demon, how to justify it at that time, in case the other party saw through his own deception, he would abolish his cultivation if he was angry, and immediately take his life.

Meng Taixu laughed, looked at Zhuo Zangfeng and said, "You little ghost, you won't die if you don't watch the excitement." "Reach out and flick it gently.

The ambition of the Maoshan Taoist priest who had just risen was the same as the sword in his hand, and he immediately stagnated, and the inseparable pine sword seemed to be attracted by a magnet, so it was erected in the air, and the Maoshan Taoist priest did everything he could not move.

Sweat trickled from his forehead, and the originally swollen Dao robe seemed to be about to burst open.

Meng Taixu took a moment to say: "Look at your cultivation method, it should be from Gu Suiquan." The authentic Maoshan exercises are just scratching the surface. ”

The vitality of the Maoshan Taoist priest's whole body seemed to be emptied, and he couldn't run at all, and the true yuan Xuanjin flowing away in the meridians seemed to be blocked by the high mountains, and he couldn't emit a slight.

Meng Taixu didn't make any moves, and sighed: "I think back then, Maoshan Xuanjin was unparalleled in the world, and Tao Zhenren, who was known as the prime minister of the mountain, was also an opponent in his life, and his pill medicine and medical skills were even better in the world, but unfortunately in your hands, he learned some charms and spells, and called God to exorcise ghosts, which is really not as good as a generation." ”

After Meng Taixu finished speaking, he sighed deeply.

With this sigh, the pine-patterned ancient sword in the hand of the Maoshan Taoist priest rotated endlessly, he couldn't hold it, and flew into the air without his hand.

Zhuo Zangfeng's eyes followed the ancient sword, only to see that the green steel long sword flying in the air suddenly became dim, and when it encountered a gust of wind again, it suddenly trembled and shook, and exploded with a soft sound.

Fragments of golden light flew in all directions, and then scattered into the heavens and the earth, like a wisp of green smoke.

Those villagers gathered in the shade of the trees saw the Maoshan Taoist priest get rid of the demon, thinking that they would get rid of it, but at this moment, seeing such an inconspicuous old Taoist priest, he shook the steel sword into pieces with a sigh, and everyone was horrified in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make any sound.

Zhuo Zangfeng is fascinated, when will he be able to have such skills?

He sighed.

While others were cultivating diligently, he was trembling and protecting his life, and he couldn't help but sigh at the injustice of heaven.

The long sword of the Maoshan Taoist priest was destroyed, and he understood that the old Tao in front of him was definitely Meng Taixu. Thinking that the other party shattered his sword with supreme strength, that Pei Ran Mo Yu did not attack him, knowing that this Dao Sect Ancestor was merciful. At this moment, he no longer dared to despise suspicion, and knelt on the ground with a puff.

Zhuo Zangfeng had been waiting for this scene to appear, and he didn't have much joy when he saw the Maoshan Taoist priest's face full of remorse and fear. Just calmly looked at the Maoshan Dao who bowed his head and repented, thinking about his own cultivation path in his heart.

"Meng Zhenren, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I am ashamed of the Daomen, please punish your old man!"

Meng Taixu looked at his somewhat gray hair, gently helped him up, and said, "How can I blame you for this? The true inheritance of the Maoshan faction has been lost, which can only be blamed on the bloody Maoshan Mountain of the World Sword League and the destruction of the mountain library. In order to survive, you have entered this mysterious way. Danding Fulu is also a great way, but you are stubborn, and what you have learned is only a fragmented doorway. ”

When the Taoist priest heard the heartfelt words of this Taoist ancestor, he admired Meng Taixu's mind very much, and he cried and said, "What the predecessors said is true. The Maoshan faction is in decline, and has been hiding from the world's sword alliance, and we are still alive in the world, just to want to be able to revive Maoshan one day and take revenge. ”

Meng Taixu said: "Go to Jiuning Mountain to find Gu Yuanhuai, he knows the most about the secret method of cultivation of the Maoshan faction, don't think that if you expel people from the sect, he is not a person from Maoshan, but he will never forget to revive Maoshan." ”

The Taoist priest of Maoshan said in a trembling voice: "Yes." ”

Meng Taixu looked at the villagers who looked at this side and said: "I have learned that there are blue blood bats in the back mountain, it is this evil animal that has harmed everyone's livestock, Lao Dao boasted of Haikou here, and within three days, I will definitely get rid of this evil." ”

When the people in the village saw the Taoist priest of Maoshan bowing down to the demon road that he said, they were already terrified in their hearts, for fear that this demon path would harm everyone's lives. Everyone clenched their sickles and hoes and watched them warily.

At this time, Meng Taixu said something, they were suspicious, they threw away farm tools one after another, sincerely frightened, knelt at Meng Taixu's feet, and exchanged "immortals" one after another.

Meng Taixu's body flashed, and he walked behind everyone, and for the heartfelt awe of these villagers, the old sword saint got up and dodged, and he was not accepted.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Zangfeng smiled slightly, and the development of things really developed in the direction he expected. Watching the villagers leave after worshipping the old man, he suddenly felt so hungry.

From the distant Fengqi Mountain to this place, although the ancient concealment of the army is fast, in addition to eating a few mouthfuls of white mist, swallowing some water vapor in the clouds, plus the light diet with Meng Taixu in the past few days, less meat dishes, he feels that he has not eaten comfortably.

Meng Taixu walked back to the door of the house, watched Zhuo Zangfeng's naughty figure jump over the bluestone, heard the sound of the waterfall endlessly, and felt relieved.

After this incident, Zhuo Zangfeng made up his mind to worship him as a teacher, and regardless of whether he agreed or not, he said cheekily: "Master, the apprentice is hungry." ”

Who knew that Meng Taixu touched his gray beard and sighed: "I'm hungrier." ”

"Master, do you want to cook?"

Meng Taixu nodded and said: "There is rice in the house, and there is fire in the stove, and this cooking matter will be handed over to you from now on." ”

It's not bad to be alone for a long time, and it's not bad to have such a little guy. The land fairy, who has always been nostalgic for appetite, added: "Have more rice, and when you are full, follow me to the back mountain to visit those harmful bats." ”