In the depths of winter, the wind is bitterly cold.

However, the dozen or so monks at the foot of Wudang Mountain were like stones, standing firmly in place, motionless.

As the best monks in the ** temple and even in the entire Tibet, their martial arts have long entered the situation of cold and summer, and they are not worse than the masters of the Central Plains, and even in some places, they are still victorious!

"Lord Living Buddha, Sayemo has eaten the Snow Lotus Bear Bile Pill and his injuries have stabilized."

An old monk helped the rough monk who was still unconscious, and said: "It's just that his internal organs were injured by an extremely strong force, and I am afraid that he will have to recuperate for at least a year before he can recover as before." ”

"Amitabha."

Hutu Living Buddha looked at the rough monk with a compassionate face, and said: "The master of the Central Plains, it is not trivial, that person is just a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, you must be cautious." ”

"It is rumored that Zhang Sanfeng has a life span of more than 100, and it is difficult to say that he can't move, and he can still have some powerful means."

A middle-aged monk said: "Senior brother, don't worry, we are here by the will of His Majesty the Great Emperor, and you are in charge of the junior brother, if he doesn't obey, we will set foot in Wudang." ”

"What Senior Brother Sang Nan said is reasonable, this Zhang Sanfeng is so rude, he dares to bother Senior Brother to wait here for a long time, that is, he will be surrendered later, we also need to give him some hardship first!" Another monk chimed in.

They have lived in Tibet for a long time, are pampered, have a noble status, and have less dealings with the Central Plains martial arts, and they have heard a little about Zhang Sanfeng's name, but they don't know much about it.

And the living Buddha of the ** temple in the past dynasties, all have unfathomable and profound means, and there are Hutu in charge, of course they don't look at Zhang Sanfeng in their eyes, you must know that when the Buddhism and Taoism debated the scriptures, the Daomen lost miserably, and the elite did not come in the first battle, and they looked down on the Central Plains Daomen characters in their hearts.

"Amitabha!"

The white-clothed monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "Senior brothers, don't be impatient, just wait." ”

He has a small voice, magnetic and beautiful, but there is a majesty in him that cannot be denied.

Although all the monks were old with him, none of them dared to disobey, and they all looked at the nose and nose at the moment, and began to recite the Heart Sutra in their hearts.

When they waited for a short time, the white-clothed monk suddenly felt something, and looked up at the mountain, but he could only see that he had only breathed three or two breaths, and a group of figures wearing Taoist robes had already appeared from the top of the mountain road.

When the figures of those Taoist robes came closer, the monks fixed their eyes and saw that all the Taoist people who went down the mountain were wearing standard Taoist robes, some of them were older and younger, and their manners were chic and their bearing was extraordinary.

And walking in the front is an old man with white hair, he is tall, ruddy complexion, his eyes are hidden in the warm and bright, holding a Taiyi whisk, straight like a Xuanmen true immortal in the world.

Is this Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived for a hundred years, with a good appearance!

Hutu Living Buddha looked at it, but his heart was a few points heavy, he couldn't see through the depth of this old Taoist!

In his eyes, except for a little bit of dusty atmosphere, this Zhang Lao Dao's performance is no different from ordinary people, and he can't see the appearance of a martial arts master at all, and he is no different from ordinary Daoist real people.

But this is the biggest problem, the ancestor of the Wudang faction who can train the Wudang Seven Heroes, and train the sword god who has one person and one sword, and overwhelms the world, will he just be an ordinary Taoist real person?

It was Yu Daiyan, who had just come down the mountain, and he could see at a glance that the other party had extraordinary skills.

He was looking at the people on Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Sanfeng and others were also looking at them.

The rest of the Tibetan monks are also gone, but this Hutu Living Buddha, dressed in white, has handsome facial features, his face is full of compassion and compassion to save the world, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of a different kind of charm, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

Mo Wei shook his head tightly, this appearance, he is very familiar, the old monk who stopped him that day, the temperament is faintly similar to it, especially the pair of eyes that are as clear as water, it is easy for people to fall in, although he was lucky to break free and killed a few people, but he also suffered a lot of losses.

"The old Taoist is Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren?" Hutu Living Buddha asked out loud.

His voice is magnetic and good, which makes people feel intoxicated, Qixia and the others are okay, those three generations of disciples are a little addicted to it, except for Mo Li, and they can't help but get close to him.

"Confusing Zen sound?"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, and in the ears of all the disciples, it was like a muffled thunder explosion, and suddenly one or two of them regained their consciousness.

The old Taoist's eyes were like electricity, and he looked at Hutu Living Buddha and said: "Tibetan Living Buddha, do you want to use this little trick to pretend to be a god and a ghost?" ”

"Bold! Dare to be rude to the living Buddha! ”

A monk stood up and shouted, "Don't hurry up and ...... with the living Buddha."

"Huh?"

Before this person finished speaking, a voice sounded in his ears, and then he only felt a sudden coldness in his whole body, as if countless swords were pressed against the vital parts of his body.

He couldn't help but shudder, and looked at the voice, but saw a handsome little Taoist chief staring at him with a smile, this little Taoist was wearing a Taoist robe, a sword hanging from his waist, and between his eyebrows, he was heroic.

Mo Li stroked the hilt of the sword with one palm and said with a smile: "What does the master want from my master and the living Buddha?" ”

He is now so strong in sword intent, in the world, I am afraid that except for Zhang Sanfeng, he will not think about being a second person, and he will be restrained into one, and he will be close to this monk, how can he endure it?

In the eyes of this monk, Mo Li's figure seemed to have turned into a long sword overflowing with cold light, standing on his neck, and he could still speak, trembling all over.

"Amitabha!"

Hutu recited a Buddha name, and a palm lightly put on the monk's shoulder, and the monk only felt an incomparably warm force standing behind him, and the fear in his heart was all gone.

He said loudly: "I should apologize to the Living Buddha!" ”

"Hutu Living Buddha is the presiding officer of my ** temple, the leader of Tibet, and the protector of the country personally canonized by His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

"You let the living Buddha wait here for a long time, it is already extremely rude, this old way will be disrespectful, but also insulting the majesty of the living Buddha, if you don't apologize, don't blame my Buddha for descending the demon power, at that time, I am afraid that all the Taoists on this Wudang Mountain will not escape the disaster!"

The faces of all the disciples of the Wudang faction changed, even when the six major factions surrounded Zixiao Palace, no one dared to say this!

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "Lao Dao is the most annoying threat to others in his life, since the Buddha of Shilaozi in your mouth is going to descend supernatural powers and subdue demons, then Lao Dao is waiting here." ”

"I want to see if this Buddha in your mouth can subdue the devil of Lao Dao!"

In his gaze, the divine light flashed and disappeared, like a thunderbolt, and a terrifying majesty scattered in all directions, enveloping the other monks.

At this moment, in the eyes of those monks, this approachable old Taoist turned into a terrifying beast that wanted to devour people, and a sense of deadly danger and fear poured out from every pore of their body.

Puff ...... Puff ...... Puff ......

This group of monks was so oppressed by the power that they knelt on the ground, and all of them, except for the white-clothed Hutu, trembled on the ground......

ps: It will be on the shelves at 12 noon tomorrow, I hope you will support it.