Wudang,

In the back mountain, an old man in a simple Taoist robe stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the clouds and mist in the depths of the sky.

A young Taoist boy in the back said with curiosity on his face: "Master, what are you looking at?" ”

Dao Tong is young and has clear eyebrows, but his eyes are extraordinarily bright and shining.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't look back, but stroked his beard and smiled: "A group of dead people!" ”

The Dao boy behind him looked at the sky and said curiously: "Master, did you see something?" ”

"I can't see it."

"The heavens are blinded, and the heavens are difficult to discern!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.

He lived for more than 300 years and witnessed the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, the fall of the Yuan Court, and the rise of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, as early as decades ago, he noticed that Da Ming's luck began to decline.

But because of the appearance of a person, it forcibly stopped this decaying luck.

He had personally gone to see the child named Zhang Juzheng.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the talent to cultivate.

Originally, he was about to give up, but Lin Mang's appearance made him unable to see through this celestial phenomenon.

The theory of luck is so mysterious that no one can tell whether it is true or not.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes must not believe it, but as a cultivator, he has to believe it.

At this moment, a shirtless, muscular young man walked on the mountain road, with long hair fluttering and a hint of domineering in his eyebrows.

"Master!"

The visitor made a salute and said with a smile: "Master, is there something wrong with you calling me suddenly?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng turned around, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, the three realms of heaven and man." ”

"Yuan Chong, go down the mountain!"

"What?" Qin Baxian was slightly stunned, and said puzzledly: "Master, you want me to go down the mountain?" ”

"That's right."

"Let's go to the Western Regions."

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly: "Recently, there has been news on the rivers and lakes that the ancient kingdom of Loulan in the Western Regions is in existence, you can go and take a look." ”

The news on the rivers and lakes is boiling, how can he not know.

Even what was going on in this matter, he guessed a thing or two.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "You go to the Western Regions and help one person." ”

"Who?"

"Wu Anhou, Lin Mang!"

Qin Baxian frowned slightly, but he didn't ask much, and arched his hand: "Master, I understand." ”

"Baxian is on his way!"

"Hmm." Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead." ”

Seeing Qin Baxian leave, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly laughed.

The Dao Tong on the side hesitated: "Master, what are you laughing at?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Although Yuan Chong's talent is good, his personality is too arrogant. ”

"If you can't polish his mind, I'm afraid you won't be able to take that step for the rest of your life."

"I asked him to go to the Western Regions this time, just to hope that he can understand that there is a truth outside the sky."

The Dao Tong behind him was surprised: "Master, is that Wu'an Hou very strong?" ”

"Isn't even Uncle Yuan Chong an opponent?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked into the distance, unfazed, and said: "Under the true immortal in the world, the first person!" ”

Dao Tong's face was stunned.

The first person?

If this was said by someone else, he would not believe it, but this is what the master said.

In the entire rivers and lakes, no one has ever received such high praise from the ancestor.

Even Uncle Yuan Chong, the first person in Wudang talent, the ancestor only said that it was good.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled.

Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, if there is anyone who can reach that step, this son must be one of them.

As for the other one, maybe it's the kid surnamed Yuan.

However, that guy has an extraordinary identity, which cannot be compared with ordinary people, and he carries atmospheric luck on his body.

The surname "Yuan" is not simple.

In the Tang Dynasty, the one who ascended to Zhongnan Mountain was surnamed Yuan.

Zhang Sanfeng returned his gaze and made a move.

"Buzz~Buzz!"

In the Taoist Temple of Wudang Mountain, the wooden sword hanging under the eaves trembled lightly and galloped.

The wooden sword fell into his hand, Zhang Sanfeng lightly stepped on the ground, rose in the air, and said: "This group of bald donkeys, why do you have to look for death!" ”

The moment the words fell, the sword qi stretched for three hundred miles!

The sword aura is like a river!

The void was swept by the sword qi, showing a mirror scene, behind the mirror, the Buddha light was bright, and the rich Buddha light filled the surroundings.

Three figures shrouded in the light of the Buddha loomed.

The light of the Buddha is pervasive, and the majesty of heaven and earth is vast!

"Young?"

"Three!"

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled: "What, you're here, don't you want to come out?" ”

"I'm going to come out and fight with Lao Dao!"

Arrogance, extreme arrogance!

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng did not have the posture of a fairy wind bone, but his face was full of provocation.

The robe is floating, the white hair is like snow, and the whole body exudes a surging white light, like an immortal in the sky, overlooking the world.

"Amitabha~"

At this moment, a Buddha horn came from behind the mirror, and one of the figures whispered: "Master Zhang, why don't you come in?" ”

"I haven't seen Zhang Zhenren for a long time, I don't know if Zhang Zhenren's strength has improved?"

Zhang Sanfeng sneered and shouted, "Don't I dare to be an old man?" ”

The sound of the flat explode out of thin air, and the clouds and mist surged.

The clouds in the sky rolled upside down and scattered in all directions, and countless ripples rippled in the void.

The vitality of heaven and earth frantically gathered.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped out in one step, his momentum skyrocketed, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the void in front of him.

It's just that his body didn't step into it, and a primordial god appeared behind him, holding a wooden sword and stepping into it.

The space seems to be squeezed apart layer by layer.

The mirror is shattered!

The Buddha's light is gone!

There was thunder in the sky, but there was not the slightest dark cloud to be seen.

After a few breaths, a blood-stained primordial god statue walked out of it, and then slowly dispersed.

Behind the mirror, the three figures shrouded in the light of the Buddha slowly dissipated.

"Zhang Zhenren, don't forget your Taoist ......"

"They don't have the strength you have."

As the three figures dissipated, an ethereal voice came out.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, threw down the wooden sword casually, snorted coldly, and sneered: "That's all you have to do." ”

But he couldn't help but sigh.

He was indeed not afraid, but he also had to think about the rest of the Daomen.

……

The news of the appearance of the Loulan ruins in the Western Regions is spreading more and more widely on the rivers and lakes.

And the news of Jin Yiwei's departure from Beijing seems to be telling the people of the rivers and lakes the authenticity of this news.

For a time, many people from various provinces and provinces rushed to the Western Regions.

western regions

On the barren road, a group of people galloped through quickly, kicking up huge smoke and dust.

In the middle of the desert, an inn stands in the wind and sand.

On the flagpole outside the inn, a gray flag flutters in the wind, and the flag is embroidered with red silk thread "Yuanzilai", which is very conspicuous.

This place has entered the hinterland of the Western Regions, and the people who can open inns here are naturally not simple.

Although the Ming Dynasty had long lost control of the Western Regions, trade between the Western Regions and the Central Plains had not stopped.

There are many dart games in the Central Plains that go back and forth between the two places, and some families will also transport many things from the Central Plains to the Western Regions.

On this golden road, the people of the Central Plains are naturally indispensable.

In the desert, inns came into being, becoming the foothold of past merchants.

Especially recently, the ancient country of Loulan in the Western Regions has attracted countless people to rush there.

There are constantly Jianghu people who turn over and dismount in front of the inn, and then walk into the inn.

In the courtyard on one side of the inn are fiery horses of excellent quality.

Suddenly,

The fierce horses in the courtyard neighed softly, restless.

Some of the fierce horses even tried to break free from the reins, as if something terrible had happened.

The next moment,

The sand and gravel on the ground jumped, and the ground trembled slightly.

On the distant horizon, a skyrocketing sandstorm rolled up.

Black torrents swept out of the sand and dust, like a continuous dark cloud falling to the ground.

The wine bowl on the table inside the inn swayed.

This huge movement instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.

Someone hurriedly walked to the window, and Tong Kongmeng shrank with a shocked face.

"What's going on?"

As the sound sounded, more and more people crowded to the window.

"Boom ......"

A loud voice echoed in everyone's ears.

When they got closer, everyone saw the figure in the distance.

"It's Jinyiwei!"

The faces of the people in the inn changed slightly.

But there are also many people from other lands who are at a loss and feel unfamiliar with the name.

In this inn, in addition to the Central Plains people, there are still many locals from all over the Western Regions.

The roof of the inn,

A window is ajar, revealing one of the cloaked figures.

Looking at the Jinyi guard attacking in the distance, the man frowned slightly, and said helplessly: "I didn't expect this one's speed to be so fast." ”

At the table behind her, a woman in a black robe smiled and said, "Who can make you so jealous?" ”

"Is it good-looking?"

Wen Yan, the man standing in front of the window chuckled: "Why don't you try it, can you charm him?" ”

"This is the current upstart of the Ming Dynasty, the famous Marquis of Wu'an."

The black-robed woman got up slowly, walked to the window, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the man's chest, and said softly: "Why, even you, the young master of the dignified Baituo Villa, are afraid?" ”

Ouyang Jian glanced at her, stretched out his hand and slapped her hand away, and said, "If you go to the Central Plains to take a look, you will know." ”

He has been traveling in the Central Plains, and if it weren't for the incident of the Loulan Ancient Kingdom in the Western Regions, he would not have returned.

The woman chuckled and raised an eyebrow to look down.

At the door of the inn, a group of brocade-clothed guards immediately slashed their swords, and their faces were full of murderous aura.

Pixiu stepped out from the crowd, and the power that inadvertently emanated oppressed everyone.

Today's Pixiu has long been reborn, and his strength is comparable to that of a great grandmaster.

The strange beasts of heaven and earth are already extraordinary, not to mention such strange beasts as Pixiu.

A large number of rare things obtained from Shaolin have entered the mouth of Pixiu.

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes converged on Pixiu.

But there are also some who are afraid.

These Jianghu people from the Central Plains know that Jinyiwei acts, and now it is Wu'an Hou who is there in person.

Just when everyone was worried, Tang Qice immediately stepped forward and said coldly: "The Jinyi Guard here is requisitioned!" ”

"Half a pillar of incense, everyone leaves!"

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Many are even more angry in their hearts.

It is said that Jinyiwei acts domineeringly, but this is too domineering, right?

Now in the desert, within a radius of dozens of miles, I am afraid that there is only this inn, leaving this place, wouldn't they want to sleep in the wilderness?

In the silence, some Jianghu people got up one after another and planned to leave.

If it's just a few brocade guards, then they are naturally not afraid.

But the Marquis of Wu An, who was riding a Pixiu, came, and they didn't have the slightest intention of resisting.

Seeing the group of people get up and leave, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of everyone in the inn.

Some people with active minds have already realized that something is wrong.

Many hesitated and looked around.

They are all waiting, waiting for a bird to emerge.

At this moment, a figure stepped down the stairs of the attic and chuckled, "Everyone, why make such a fuss. ”

"Although the small shop is not big, it can still accommodate you if you squeeze it."

Seeing the figures in the attic, some people in the inn hurriedly said: "Boss, you have to give us an explanation for this matter." ”

"We've all paid for it, so you can't let us leave, right?"

As a few people spoke, the rest of the crowd chimed in.

Since no one is the first bird, the innkeeper can only be pushed out.

The one who can build an inn in this desert will naturally not be a simple person.

Anyone who walks on the trade road in the Western Regions knows that behind this Xiao Sanniang is a horse gang.

It is said to be a horse gang, but in fact it is a horse bandit, and its power in the Western Regions is extremely huge.

Xiao Sanniang waved her hand lightly, motioned for everyone to retreat, walked to the door, and said with a smile: "Everyone, everyone who comes is a guest." ”

"It's a rule I came to know."

"I have quite a lot of rooms in the backyard of this inn, enough to accommodate you."

"It's better to be like this, the little woman is in charge, and if you are free of money, you should make a friend, I don't know what to do?"

As she spoke, Xiao Shisanniang's eyes raised slightly, her eyes looked at Lin Mang, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"That's a good look......"

is worthy of being a person from the Central Plains Imperial Court, and it is really not comparable to this group of rough goods in the Western Regions.

Xiao Sanniang muttered secretly in her heart, her face was full of smiles, and she said softly: "Come, everyone, please come in." ”

Then he turned to look at the people in the inn and said with a smile: "Everyone, everyone is here for the treasure of Loulan, and they are making money in harmony." ”

"Just give me Xiao Shisanniang's face."

In the crowd, someone said coldly: "Since Xiao Sanniang said so, then I will sell you a face." ”

Although everyone was not angry in their hearts, Xiao Sanniang said so, and they didn't have much to say.

However, soon everyone noticed that the brocade guard outside the inn did not take action.

Everyone stood on their horses, holding the embroidered spring knife in one hand, and looked at everyone with indifferent expressions.

The kind of gaze that looks at everyone is like looking at a cold corpse.

Some Jianghu people smiled coldly at everyone, turned around and left, sneering in their hearts.

Face?

You've got a fart face!

One by one is really shameless.

Looking at Jinyiwei's posture, staying any longer is really looking for death.

I thought that this person in the Western Regions would have some scruples, after all, this is the Western Regions, and the power of the imperial court is beyond the reach of the whip, and the people of the Western Regions will not care about the name of Wu Anhou.

Now it seems that he has acted more arrogantly.

Xiao Sanniang frowned slightly, looked at everyone, and her tone was a little colder, and she said, "Do you want to give Thirteen Niang this face?" ”

Silent......

The atmosphere around was unusually dead.

A group of people from the rivers and lakes who left the inn stood in the desert in the distance and watched from afar.

The anger between Xiao Sanniang's eyebrows was also more obvious.

has opened an inn here for more than ten years, and no one has ever dared to give her such a facelessness.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a group of tantric monks with half of their bodies exposed and holding Buddhist beads in the sand and dust walked quickly.

The leader is a large tantric monk with a string of human head beads around his neck.

Each bead is made from the skull of a baby.

Seeing these tantric monks, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of many people.

Because of Shaolin, Tantra rarely set foot in the Central Plains, so they could only preach in the Western Regions, which made many people in the Western Regions dislike.

The Tantra in the Western Regions is mixed, and those big sects are okay to act, but many of the small sects in the Tantra are acting strangely, and they are already notorious in the Western Regions.

"Amitabha." The Bananke led by him recited a Buddha name lightly, and said, "I wonder if there are any vacant rooms here?" ”

"It's gone!" Xiao Sanniang's tone was cold, and she said coldly: "Let's change places!" ”

"Our store is small, so we won't accept customers."

This seems to be said to the tantric people, but it means something.

As he spoke, he motioned for the innkeeper to close the door.

Banan Ke put one hand on his chest, and a mysterious spiritual secret technique came out with his voice, and said quietly: "We just want to ask for a place to rest." ”

Seemingly ordinary words, but they are mixed with the secret techniques of Tantric Shingon Buddhism, which interfere with people's minds.

"Humph!"

"Wither Worm Trick!"

Xiao Thirteen Niang snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Fan monk, you don't use this method on the old lady!" ”

"If you want to stay in the hotel, you can ask these people!"

Xiao Sanniang said meaningfully: "These guests from Daming plan to take this place. ”

Bananke turned his head to look, his eyes instantly focused on Pixiu, and there was a hint of heat in his eyes.

"Amitabha."

Bananke recited a Buddha name lightly and said with a smile: "Everyone, I don't know if you would like to enter my Shingon Sect practice?" ”

"We have received the will of the True Buddha, and if you are willing to worship my Shingon sect, I can ask Guru Aga to initiate it for you."

The Buddha beads on Bananke's neck flashed strangely with Dao marks.

sunset west slope,

Half of the setting sun fell in front of the inn.

Pixiu snorted slightly, his eyes full of irritability.

The dark red cloak fluttered in the strong wind.

Lin Mang slowly raised his eyes, stared at everyone with indifferent eyes, and said calmly: "It's time." ”

Everyone was stunned.

The next moment, the sound of swords in everyone's ears suddenly rang out, echoing like thunder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The cold sword light flashed in the holes of the children, and it was fierce.

A chilling evil aura is coming!

"Extinguish it!"