Relying on the leg strength he had exercised in the mountains, Zhuo Zangfeng ran fast and as agile as a cheetah. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Meng Taixu saw him running like the wind, and muttered to himself, "Where does this look like a dying person?" If he hadn't checked his meridians, this land immortal would not have believed that the young man couldn't practice anyway.

The strength of his muscles and bones was beyond the expectations of the old sword master, every movement was very coordinated, the joints and muscles of his body were full of explosive power, and every step he took could reach the fastest speed with the smallest movements.

Meng Taixuan squinted and saw that he had already rushed to the periphery of the Heavenly Sword Sect, for fear that he would be accidentally injured by the sword qi, and the qi machine was lifted and flew into the air.

Zhuo Zangfeng rushed to the place of the fierce fight, and when he arrived, he rolled on the spot, picked up the bluestone on the ground, and supported it with his left hand on the ground, his body stood upright, and smashed it at the "Blazing Sky Tiger".

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect were already at the end of their crossbows at this time, and the flames spewed out by the Heavenly Tiger had consumed most of their Xuan energy, and the sea of dantian qi had already dried up, and they were even more powerless to affect the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so they only relied on their sharp long swords to force back the Heavenly Tiger's attacks several times.

At this time, they are no different from ordinary martial artists, and when the long sword is swung, even if it hits the body of the tiger, it cannot exert any lethal effect.

The best way at the moment is to let the "Blazing Heavenly Tiger" escape, otherwise the Xuan Qi will be exhausted if the fight continues, and the result will be difficult to predict.

In fact, at this moment, the "Blazing Heavenly Tiger" was also exhausted, although he was poisoned by the blue blood bat, which caused him to go insane, but he invisibly enhanced a part of his cultivation, otherwise he would not have supported it until now.

The manic aura of the Heavenly Tiger gradually weakened with the eruption of the flames, and at this time, several long swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect stabbed in parallel, the flames came into contact with the sword body, and the two sides had their own killing power, but no one refused to retreat, and the flying stone thrown by Zhuo Zangfeng happened to hit it.

With a bang, the bluestone immediately shattered, and the debris flew everywhere.

Originally, in the stalemate between the two sides, each exerted the strength of his whole body, and the flames and swords collided, gradually forming a huge circle of light. And this aperture is getting weaker and weaker due to the desperate squeezing of both sides. At this moment, no one can retreat, once retreating, Xuan Jin will inevitably surge like a tide.

Just like a skin sac, if the breath swells, the wall of the sac will become weak, and if you poke it lightly at this moment, the breath in the accumulating sac will inevitably gush out.

The bluestone thrown by Zhuo Zangfeng happened to have the same effect.

With the momentum, the "Blazing Heavenly Tiger" roared like thunder, and the huge tiger body rolled and rolled, rushing out of the sword array.

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't resist it, and retreated in a panic, but unexpectedly, this force was huge, like a raging wind, and everyone couldn't help but rush into the air, and fell down heavily.

The Heavenly Tiger quickly adjusted his body in the air, spotted the sneak attacker, and pounced on Zhuo Zangfeng with a thunderous attitude.

Those arrogant imperial guards were all pale and weak, but they couldn't do anything when they saw the Heavenly Tiger pounce on the young man.

Suddenly, he reprimanded: "Evil animal! dare to hurt people!"

I saw that the slow and sloppy Taoist priest suddenly changed his appearance.

His white hair was fluttering, his robe was swollen, his eyes were radiant, his palms opened and closed, and the boundless vitality shrouded in heaven and earth seemed to be absorbed by him in his palms.

His palm painting talisman waved in the air, and the "Blazing Tiger" with unstoppable arrogance was like being pulled by an invisible iron rope, just hanging in the air, not moving, not advancing, not retreating, and not landing.

Not even a roar could be made.

In the night, Meng Taixu's whole body exuded a faint light, which was the result of the magic of heaven and earth vitality in his use, under the single-mindedness, which was the land immortal realm that countless cultivators looked up to.

Zhuo Zangfeng had already taken this opportunity to roll away, stood up and clapped his hands, and smiled proudly.

The sloppy Taoist priest still fell for me after all.

Ha ha!

In the distance, early birds began to chirp, and under the dark foliage there were countless unknown bugs for breakfast.

Early birds get worms.

Zhuo Zangfeng knew that it would not be long before the sun would gush out from behind the mountain.

He suddenly felt tremendous confidence because he felt that the darkness on the path of cultivation had passed.

Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily put aside the shock in their hearts, and sat on the ground respectively, and began to regulate their injured meridian qi sea.

......

The Heavenly Sword Sect has a unique healing technique, which can quickly absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and reconcile the five internal organs.

At the dawn of time, everyone had partially regained their vitality.

The moment they opened their eyes, everyone's eyes were looking for Meng Taixu.

The inconspicuous sloppy Taoist thunder blow, which seems to be an understatement, actually hides an amazing cultivation.

This shocking Great Void Mystery is exactly the same as the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the vast and awe-inspiring place is beyond the reach of others, with the momentum of covering heaven and earth in a square inch.

No matter how stupid Tan Taoan is, he should know the identity of the person in front of him.

The ancestor who has always been uncertain does not pay attention to his clothes, no matter where he is, he can be at peace with what he encounters, and this body is big and void, how many people in the world can reach this realm?

He was the first to rush forward and bow down on the ground, his face full of reverence.

"The patriarch is above, Tan Tao'an, a disciple of the Tao generation of the Heavenly Sword Sect, has no beads, offending the dignity, please punish the patriarch!"

When the others heard this, they were struck by lightning, and they rushed to bow down, and they did not even dare to say words begging for mercy.

Meng Taixu smiled in the wind.

"Get up! I'm not so fierce, am I?"

Hearing him say this, everyone was even more terrified.

Meng Taixu looked at the trembling disciples and grandchildren, and sighed: "Although the old Taoist has not returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect for ten years, I remember each and every one of you. Tan Taoan was already proficient in the basic swordsmanship of his school when he was six years old, Zhu Taoque's nickname was Xiaoque, he often went to the tree to dig birds when he was a child, and he always loved to wet the bed. ”

Tan Taoan and Zhu Xiaoque heard the ancestor talk about the past when they were children, and they were not the same, their hearts were moved, and tears were already rolling in their eyes.

As the ancestors of the high-ranking sect, they can't remember the appearance of the old man, but the old man remembers them in their hearts, and they can tell it vividly, how can they not be moved by this feeling.

It is such a legendary character, in the face of his disciples and grandchildren, the love and concern, equality and easy-going, they are grateful, and then extremely proud.

Zhuo Zangfeng never expected that these bullish tiger fighters would be the disciples and grandsons of sloppy Taoist priests, and he was also very surprised to see these people dressed brightly and with respectful demeanor.

Looking at the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were close to his ears, he suddenly thought of the word grinding technique that Duan Qianhua had taught him.

No matter what, let him take him as an apprentice, so that I won't become the elder of these people in front of me? Thinking of this, my heart was secretly refreshed, and I was a little fluttering.

Meng Taixu asked these juniors to get up, sit beside him, and listen to them tell some anecdotes about Kyoto with a smile in his old eyes.

"The prince is diligent in his cultivation, but he is a little slower to enter the realm. ”

"His Majesty the Emperor ordered the construction of the White Horse Temple......"

Yao Caiwei, who is known as the first beauty in the world, chose to be the saint and left Beijing in the near future to go to Starfish Sky. ”

Zhu Xiaoque and another disciple went to the tiger to get the tiger spirit true yuan, and took the time to look here twice to see if the Dao Ancestor had mentioned his name.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't want to listen to them talk about some miscellaneous things, and ran to the corpse of the "Blazing Heavenly Tiger" to watch.

People say that a dead camel is bigger than a horse, and this dead blazing tiger is also the size of a buffalo, with golden yellow tiger stripes and traces of sword stabbing, but the skin and flesh are thick, and the sword wound is not enough to kill.

Zhu Xiaoque was tired and sweating profusely, and finally took out a shining spar from the tiger's belly, held it above his head and cheered.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't know that the spar was precious, and he didn't understand why this guy was so happy.

The crystal clear "Tiger Spirit True Yuan" white light flowed, faintly glowing with a mist-like luster, Meng Taixu said softly: "I will stay with the spar, and when I return to Kyoto, I will say that Lao Dao has taken it away, and I have the ability to let the emperor ask Lao Dao for it personally." ”

When he practiced in the Heavenly Sword Sect, in terms of seniority, this emperor was already the grandson of the old sword saint, and at that time, the old man did not guide him less, and even opened up the "mystery", which was done by the old man himself.

Since he handed over the position of the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect forty years ago, the old man no longer manages the affairs of the sect, and the "mystery" for the emperor is not only because he is a royal disciple and takes the meaning of prudence, but also because the old man has high expectations for a generation of monarchs.

The words of the Daomen Ancestor are naturally more effective than the holy decree, and I believe that the emperor has no objections, and His Majesty the Emperor does not know about this matter, but has wronged His Royal Highness the Prince.

However, the royal family has gathered many treasures from the world's cultivation, and although the "Tiger Spirit True Yuan" is precious, the royal family always has other methods. In this choice, Meng Taixu is the best of the best, not so much that he is partial to Zhuo Zangfeng, but that Zhuo Zangfeng needs "Tiger Spirit True Yuan" more. ”

So there was no objection, and even if there were different opinions, who would dare to speak out?

At this time, the red sun erupted, and the "Tiger Spirit True Yuan" glowed with magical colorful light under the light, and the "Immortal Jade Divine Box" that was safely placed at the feet of the old sword saint suddenly roared.

Meng Taixu looked at the box and spar, and muttered, "It's time to open the box and see the day." ”