Yunjin Mountain bottomless pool

Zhao Kaipan sat next to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Xiao Jin, you said that this old-timer is an immortal? Magical powers into dreams, such a method, I have never even heard of it. ”

This is not his beard and slapping the horse, the previous Taoist priest clearly used the seal to lure him into a dream, so that he almost got lost on the dragon chair.

The fly in the ointment is that the dream is too short, and he has not yet named his daughter-in-law the queen.

"If a senior makes a move, my brother-in-law will definitely die this time! It's just that this feng shui is not good, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your life being too hard, my brother-in-law has chosen several treasure places for you, but you have not died, who can blame this? ”

"The master said that this senior is also a member of the royal family, Xiao Jin, what do you think I should do to get my seniors to support me?"

Zhao Kai muttered to himself, and the golden armor behind him was like a heavenly court divine soldier behind him and Zhao Huangchao's physical bodies.

It was probably tired of sitting, as if he had only laughed since birth, and the young man, who had not had the slightest annoyance, lay down upright, half open his hands to cover the sun.

It's a pleasantly nice weather for killing.

Who stipulates that murder must be high in the moon and in the dark night?

Zhao Kai half-squinted at the jasper bamboo pole on the side, thinking about it in his heart.

With all his strength, he couldn't pull the line out of the pool.

How long does this line have to be?

Baizhang?

Or two hundred zhang?

The predecessors are so different from each other, and they are really fairy characters!

Zhao Kai was about to say something, but he saw an amazing scene, the fairy-like middle-aged Taoist priest's body shook, blood flowed out of his ears, the original two temples turned white in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be more than ten years old.

Zhao Huangchao reluctantly opened his eyes, opened his mouth to be a pool of backblood, and said angrily: "How dare the kid be like this!" ”

Zhao Kai was stunned, and there were many questions in his heart.

Who hurt this fairy-like senior?

Is my brother-in-law dead or not?

There is a long way to go, and it is really not easy to kill my uncle!

Lungs of the Earth

The famous Taoist cave blessed land, since ancient times, is the crown of the cave heaven that condenses luck, but for some reason, such a fairy mountain, not only is the great real person live in the house, carefully calculated, since the previous dynasty closed the mountain, it has been hundreds of years.

On this day, an ancient sword broke through the air, and the three-foot clear light went straight into the lungs of the earth, the earthquake shook the mountain, and there was a dragon wailing.

The ancient sword flew out again, falling straight from the nine heavens in front of the gate of Longhu Mountain, the entire Longhu Mountain shook violently, the dragon pond of Wudang Mountain withered nine flowers in an instant, and many ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall of the Heavenly Master's Mansion that had been enshrined for thousands of years fell to the ground.

Zhao Kai, who was guarding Zhao Huangchao by the bottomless pool, had seen many big scenes, and his mind was tenacious, but he was also stunned at this time.

A sword came from the sky, and someone slashed the dragon and tiger's luck!

Wudang Mountain Zhenwu Palace

The young Wudang Sect Leader holds an ancient sword scabbard, if there is a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain here, he will definitely be able to recognize that the sword scabbard in the palm of the Sect is left by Lu Zu, and it is hung in the Zhenwu Hall on weekdays.

Listening to the master's master, the sword that Lu Zu left to Wudang has not been unsheathed for five hundred years.

The little Taoist priest who had never read the forbidden book today faced the southwest, changed his timidity in the past, and exhaled: "Zhao Huangchao raises evil dragons in the Lung Mountain, and the statue of Zhenwu is shaken, so it should be beheaded!" ”

The view is at the foot of Longhu Mountain, Longhu Mountain is shaking, the old Taoist priest Zhao Xiyan naturally feels the truth, closes his eyes and pinches his fingers, only to feel that the sky is obscure, there seem to be layers of dense fog in front of him, where can I see half a point of the real scene?

The old heavenly master wiped the sweat on his forehead, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the son of Beiliang was still in a dream, and there was turmoil in this Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

Especially Xu Fengnian, this kid, can never have anything to do in Longhu Mountain, otherwise Xu Xiao can step on the dragon and tiger once, and it will be just idle to step on it again, and then the ancestral foundation of this thousand families will really be ruined.

These old Taoist priests were reluctant to stay in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and another thing was that several nephews had close contacts with the Zhao Dynasty, and his Danping nephew was an official in the court, with power like a prince, and had the reputation of "Prime Minister of Qingzi".

Is it really a good reputation?

The old Taoist priest didn't think so.

Lu Zu had a last word left to Wudang, the Taoist priests on the mountain were not allowed to enter the capital to seek power, the deeper the understanding of the Heavenly Dao over the years, the more the old Taoist priest felt that Lu Zu's words had a deep meaning.

If a person outside the square has too much to do with the powerful, he will inevitably get involved, although it seems that there is no hindrance to luck for a while, but in the long run, acting like this will inevitably be contaminated with cause and effect, and there will be no benefit to the ascension of the monastic path.

Didn't the previous generation of Heavenly Masters just encounter a catastrophe and almost be killed on the spot?

Could it be that the dragon and tiger catastrophe has come?

The old heavenly master looked at His Royal Highness the Prince who was still asleep, and glanced at Longhu Mountain again, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, Master Zu can be blessed, don't make any big mistakes.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to bring a few female dolls from His Royal Highness the Prince to the temple, otherwise a few more people would be buzzing in his ears at this time, and he would be really anxious to sleep.

The old heavenly master turned his head to the purple-clothed man who seemed to be in a state of order, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anything, so he had to turn to the unscrupulous son again.

"Ah, Shizi, you're awake!" The old Taoist priest screamed in surprise and wiped his eyes again, the ancestor really blessed, and he had to go to the ancestral hall next to each other for a while to put a few pillars of incense.

"Brother!" Huang Man'er squeezed His Royal Highness's hand tightly.

His Royal Highness touched Huang Man'er's head and comforted: "Brother is fine, Huang Man'er don't cry, if you cry again, you won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Huang Man'er stopped crying and smirked.

His Royal Highness kicked the old Taoist priest away, and said angrily: "Niu Nose, what is your intention when your face is so close to this son?" ”

The old Taoist priest who ate a leg of the king was not angry but happy, and the strength of this leg of His Royal Highness the Prince was strong enough to kick a cow to death.

Shizi is really fine!

"His Royal Highness the Prince is handsome and dashing, and among the people he has seen, he is enough to rank among the top three." The old Taoist priest was very good at slapping a sycophant.

His Royal Highness the Prince said with a look of disgust: "Bull nose, there is nothing new in this statement. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled innocently and said in his heart: "This little king and eight calves are really difficult to serve!" ”

Xu Fengnian suddenly asked: "Niubi, is there an old Taoist priest named Zhao Huangchao in Longhu Mountain?" ”

Zhao Huangchao? Could it be that this Taoist priest gave his hand to the prince of Beiliang? Zhao Xiyan thought for a while, shook his head and said: "The old Taoist monks who have cultivated deeply on Longhu Mountain all know it, but there is no one named Zhao Huangchao. ”

Jing Zhou slowly opened his eyes, spit out a mouthful of turbidity and said: "Don't worry about Zhao Huangchao, although this old Taoist escaped from under my sword, but at this time, his body was eaten by luck, and his realm will inevitably plummet. ”

"Over the years, Zhao Huangchao has raised evil dragons in Dilung Mountain in order to steal the number of Western Chu Qi, and used this to curb the number of Northern Liang Qi, but it is a pity that this old way has been calculated, but it has missed the hearts of the people, and it is impossible to count that someone in Wudang dares to risk the number of catastrophes and slash the dragon of luck he raised with a sword."

Zhao Xiyan was stunned when he heard this, is there anyone in this world who dares to raise dragons?

Raising a dragon to devour luck, this is a move against the sky, if something goes wrong and suffers a backlash, hundreds of years of penance can be ashes, not to mention the realm of a big drop?

Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, someone in Wudang Mountain came to help?

In addition to the immortal Wudang Sect Leader Wang Chonglou who has passed away, above Wudang, which Taoist priest can have this cultivation?

Sword idiot Wang Xiaoping?

His Xu Fengnian's face seems to be not easy to use in the eyes of this Taoist priest who has nothing else to do with his sword.

When practicing swords in Wudang Mountain, every time he broke into the bamboo sea where this Wudang sword idiot was, he would inevitably be beaten.

Could it be Song Zhifang?

This old Taoist priest has lived for two years, but although the Dan Dao is worth mentioning, the martial arts are mediocre.

Jing Zhou glanced at His Royal Highness the contemplative Prince of the World, and played with taste: "Don't guess, it was the little Taoist priest who rode the bull upside down to help." Hong Xi is like a thousand-mile flying sword, one sword slashed the evil dragon of the Earth Lung Mountain, and one sword slashed several luck golden lotuses in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Over the years, Zhao Huangchao has intervened in the operation of heaven and earth, snatching luck for the Zhao dynasty, and has caused a lot of calamity. ”

The old heavenly master has a sad face, mother, why is it still involved in Longhu Mountain?

This Wudang new palm is too ruthless, a few luck golden lotus, this has to be saved for hundreds of years to be saved?

No wonder Dragon Tiger Mountain shook.

His Royal Highness the Prince couldn't believe it: "Those three sticks can't beat a fart little Taoist? ”

This little Taoist priest reads forbidden books and drives individuals, and eats to chase individuals, but his courage is smaller than that of a mouse, and he can do such a big thing?

Jing Zhou sighed: "Zhao Huangchao and I are fighting, flawlessly caring about the evil dragon in the Lung Mountain, this sword is just the right time. The little Taoist's yin and yang divination arithmetic is not necessarily under the Huang Sanjia, and he has a hexagram every day to calculate all the things in the world. Five hundred years have not flown a sword to take people's heads, this little Taoist priest should also ride a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Zhao Huangchao secretly murdered the Xu family's sisters and brothers, how could Hong Xixiang not know?

I don't go down the mountain, but I know the things of the world.

It's just not time to make a move.

"This little Taoist priest is out of breath! I thought he was hiding on Wudang Mountain and being a shrinking turtle for the rest of his life, hehe, if this is the case, this son will see him once and beat him once! Xu Fengnian sighed a few times, planning to go to Wudang Mountain next time, not to slap this bull's nose in the face, and by the way, bring a few more boxes of forbidden books to this little Taoist.

The old heavenly master hesitated for a moment and asked: "One sword slashes the luck of the dragon and tiger mountain, kills a thousand enemies, and loses eight hundred, so Wudang is not afraid of getting into trouble?" ”

Jing Zhou laughed and said: "Five hundred years ago, Lu Dongxuan, a scattered person, fifty years ago, Qi Xuanjiao of Longhu Mountain, and now Wudang Hong has cultivated seven hundred years of merit, how can he be afraid of this little catastrophe?" ”

What?

Wudang is the reincarnation of Lu Zu and Qi Xuanjiao? Zhao Xiyan's heart set off turbulent waves.

Obediently, who is this provoking?

This Zhao Huangchao has no vision, who is not good to provoke, he has to provoke this old guy who has been cultivating for several lifetimes.

Fengziying, together with Jiudoumi Lao Dao, Shu Xi, and Lu Qiantang, galloped over, and they were all relieved to see that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was safe and sound.

Ning Emei stepped forward with his halberd and asked in his throat: "Shizi, do you want to let the Fengzi Camp Horse step on the dragon and tiger again?" ”

The old heavenly master Zhao Xi raised his throat again with a heart, hurriedly looked at Beiliang Shizi, and looked at him frantically, he was really afraid that this lawless demon king of the mixed world would take people to Longhu Mountain to make trouble.

With the support of Beiliang's 300,000 iron horses, what does this kid dare not do?

The key is that no matter how much trouble this Beiliang prince makes, as long as the Heavenly Master's Mansion is not demolished, those disciples and grandchildren on Longhu Mountain really can't do anything to Xu Fengnian. What's more, Chu Lushan, the general of Qianniu Longwu, who can stop the snot, is a mad dog that protects the lord, and he doesn't care about benevolence, righteousness and etiquette.

When the prince of Beiliang traveled, those who were not long-sighted, regardless of their official status, which one was not on fire at home?

If Xu Fengnian drew a knife against Longhu, the old Taoist priest could think of it with his buttocks, and in the future, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain would have to worry about moving their heads when they went out at night.

Hearing that Hong Xixiang was going down to the south of the Yangtze River, Xu Fengnian was in a good mood, and he didn't bother to go up to Longhu Mountain to find bad luck, so he waved his hand to send this burly halberd back.

Zhao Xiyan gave a thumbs up to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, licked his face and said, "Atmosphere!" ”

Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion

In front of the luck dragon pool, there were two people standing, one big and one small, and the small one was scolding.

The little one stood in front, and Zhao Danxia, the contemporary head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, stood respectfully behind the child, as if listening to the teachings.

The most puzzling thing is that the childish who spits out scolding words, his voice is vicissitudes, like an old man: "Hong Xi is like you bastard, you don't do things authentically, Zhao Huangchao wants to spoil Xu Xiao's children, and has a half-copper relationship with our Longhu Mountain?" ”

"Don't fucking think that you are the reincarnation of Lu Laozu, the old Tao will not dare to scold you! You bastard can soar in your last life, haven't you inherited the love of our Dragon and Tiger Mountain? Otherwise, you Qi Xuanzhen can step into the land immortal in just a few decades? The self-proclaimed veteran child scolded for a long time and was still angry, spit a few mouthfuls in the direction of Wudang Mountain, and then pulled out Zhao Danxia's sword, and slashed towards Wudang Mountain with a sword in the air, as if to vent the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds were turbulent, the heavens and the earth changed, and the void seemed to have a thunderclap exploding.

Zhao Danxia, the head of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, who had not been angry for many years, gritted her teeth and said: "Ancestor, Hong Xixiang acts against the sky like this, and he will be robbed by heaven!" ”

Zhizi put away his sword, sighed, and said, "I'm afraid that this Wudang master doesn't want to fly up, and the jar will be broken." It's just that my Heavenly Master's Mansion Zhao family and the Heavenly Son Zhao family have the same surname, and the five hundred years of causal entanglement have long been sorted out and unclean, how can I stay out of the matter? ”

"Zhao Huangchao wants to get rid of Xu Xiao's bloodline for the sake of Zhao's luck, although Lao Dao thinks it is inappropriate, he also acquiesces, otherwise let Beiliang become a trend, and my Heavenly Master's Mansion will inevitably take the back road of Wudang Mountain, from prosperity to decline."

Zhao Danxia was silent, the water was full and overflowing, Longhu Mountain has been overpowering Wudang for hundreds of years, how long can this kind of prosperity be maintained?

Zhizi sighed lightly again: "Lao Dao plans to go down the mountain to see how the qi of the Beiliang Shizi is, before he ascends, he has to leave something for this dragon and tiger." ”

"The junior disciples are not angry, so they will make your old man bothered so much." Zhao Danxia blamed herself.

With the cultivation of the patriarch, he can fly before a jiazi, but Longhu Mountain claims that there will be a great real person every hundred years, in case no one in his generation can achieve the land immortal in 50 years, the dragon and tiger will become a laughing stock, the ancestor only then passed the gate of heaven and did not enter, and made a bet with Zhao Huangchao to see who will ascend later.

The child's voice changed, as tender as a three-year-old baby: "For the sake of the dragon and tiger's century-old luck, what does it matter if I bother with a little bit?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the child's figure was in the lake, and the person disappeared from the Heavenly Master's Mansion.