It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that thousands of years ago, Ye Guangji, who became an immortal in Wudang Mountain, broke through the heavens, led the heavens and thunder to Wudang, and then coincidentally used the power of the Big Dipper to lay down the seven-star sword array in Wudang, so the Wudang gas machine stretched for thousands of miles, turning the Spring and Autumn Continent, which was originally invaded by evil spirits, into a paradise on earth.

Wudang has thus become the world's first immortal mountain in the world, with the seven-star sword and the seven-star sword array, the world's aura is gathered in Tianzhu Peak, and connected with Xiao Han, all the luck in the sky and the earth are controlled by Wudang.

Obviously, this kind of fantastical legend is okay to deceive children, but it is difficult for some strong people to really convince the world.

However, the Seven Star Sword really exists, and it is recorded in most ancient books, and it remains to be verified whether it can dominate the world with just one sword. However, the reputation of the first immortal mountain in Wutian is not false, although there are few people who really become immortals in Wudang, but there are still people who live to be one or two hundred years old.

Although the predecessors who stepped down as the Star Lord of the Seven Peaks do not appear often now, the remnants are still there, they are either free in the mountains and rivers of the world, or they live in seclusion in the streets and alleys, and go to live the life of ordinary people, but the legends about them on the rivers and lakes have never stopped.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Danjiang Estuary.

This ancient town has always been a place where famous people from all over the world gather. On the upper floor of Wangjiang, singing every night, drinking and feasting day and day, it is not lively.

Ten years ago, because of a great Confucian and fame around the fingers, is the main golden sign of Wangjiang Tower, this was originally an old farmer in Danjiangkou because he could not afford to drink the famous wine and made from coarse grains, but it has become the world's scholars to rush to buy the first famous wine. People who have drunk it say that this soft and gentle wine is not soft, but it is extremely heartburning, and some people say that this wine is sour and bitter, and it is difficult to swallow.

Despite this, finger wrapping is still in short supply.

The old farmer who invented and made this wine has long since passed away, but this wine has remained, and its reputation is getting louder and louder, and no one who drinks it will know that this wine did not even have a decent workshop in the first place, but only that this finger twisting soft hides a secret, a secret that can be worshiped if you understand the deep meaning of the wine.

The Wangjiang Tower is also as lively as usual, and the three-story attic wrapped in a red curtain is overcrowded.

On the corridor facing the Danjiang River on the second floor, a young man dressed in a black dress, embroidered with cloud and thunder patterns on his cuffs and shoulders, a ribbon around his waist, and a piece of white jade pendant, his eyes were deep, and there was an inexplicable melancholy on his hard and cold face, and he was about thirty years old, but he had a forty-year-old face.

At this moment, he looked over the railing, holding a wine jug in his hand, and the jug contained it around his fingers.

It is said by many people to be a sour and bitter wine, but he drinks it with relish. He drank the last sip of wine in the pot, shook the empty wine jug, and shouted in a deep voice: "Little Er......"

Xiao Er came in response, bowed down and asked softly, "Guest officer, what do you command?" ”

The man shook the flask in his hand and said, "Another pot ......"

Xiao Er's face was embarrassed, and he said with a smile: "Guest officer, if you still want to drink, I will give you Xinghua Village, what do you think?" ”

The man looked back at Xiao Er, his eyes were full of anger, Xiao Er was frightened, and said as if begging for mercy: "Guest officer! It's not that the small ones won't be given to you, this finger wrapping is sold out, and the entire Wangjiang Building can't find a second pot anymore......"

The man scolded sharply: ", do you still need to drink the old man of Xinghua Village to your place?" Hurry up and find another pot of your signboard for Lao Tzu, or Lao Tzu will throw you to the Danjiang River to feed the fish."

Xiao Er's smile was more ugly than crying, and he said in a low voice: "This uncle, this finger wrapping is really gone......"

The man glared at this untouchable man viciously, and smashed the wine jug in his hand towards his head, the shopkeeper was quick and dodged, the wine jug fell to the ground, shattered into one place, and the sound attracted the disgusted eyes of the other guests, and everyone looked at the man in black who was drunk with some annoyance, and the man ignored everyone's gaze.

Drawing the long sword at his waist, he raised his sword and slashed it at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper easily dodged over, and the man in black had an unstable center of gravity, stumbling, and almost fell down.

There are less than 1,000 people drinking and seeking pleasure in Wangjianglou every day, and there are not enough people who are drunk and making trouble, at this time, they need the shopkeeper to appease, and when they encounter that kind of unreasonable, they will inevitably do it, and over time, the six guys in Wangjianglou have all practiced a super ability to avoid being beaten.

The shopkeeper didn't entangle with him, he easily avoided it every time, and there was a flirtatious smile on the corner of his mouth.

The man in black didn't hit him several times, and he was so angry that he began to slash indiscriminately with his sword, and in the blink of an eye, he broke several tables and chairs.

Not only did he not restrain himself, but he became more and more energetic, and finally someone couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded sharply: "Reckless horseman, stop quickly, don't spoil this elegant hall......"

The man in black who heard the scolding stopped his movements and looked up at the person who spoke, who was wearing a cyan robe with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like a scholar.

The man in black had blood-red eyes, raised his sword and slashed at the scholar, and scolded in his mouth: "What kind of thing are you, dare to care about Lao Tzu?" ”

"Don't be angry, you want to drink, the old man will give you ......," said a gray-haired old man who had been sitting in the corner of the third floor.

The man in black didn't hear it, he was about to kill this pretentious poor scholar, and he was about to stab the scholar, the white-faced scholar who had some uneven road and drew a knife to help him, was already stunned at this time, was scared stupid, his legs kept trembling, and a young woman who was a little dazzling and over-the-top beside the white-faced scholar saw that the situation was wrong, and ran out of the third floor as soon as she slipped away, and kept shouting in a coquettish tone: "Murder......

The sword in the hand of the man in black seemed to have been hit by something when it was less than a finger from the scholar's chest, and it came out of his hand and flew to the side.

When the man picked up the long sword, he saw that there was a chopstick inserted in the sword, and the bamboo chopsticks actually pierced the bronze sword, so that the man in black did not dare to be presumptuous anymore, carried the sword downstairs, rode a black high-headed horse, and walked away.

The old man still sat in the corner, slowly filled a glass of wine, drank it slowly, and sighed softly: "If the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk......

The frightened scholar came back to his senses after a long time, his eyes were full of fear, he walked to the old man's table with trepidation, put his two trembling hands together with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "Thank you, sir, for saving me......"

The old man still poured himself a drink unhurriedly, and read in his mouth: "Conceited and talented words, the sword heart can be full of frost." Ten years of dreams are difficult to pay, and the white-clothed hands are soft around the fingers. ”

The old man drank a full glass, and the wine glass held in mid-air was not put down for a long time, and suddenly laughed loudly: "What a white-clothed plain hand around the fingers of the soft ......"

The reader didn't know why, so he was pulled out quietly by the shopkeeper.

The entire third floor was left alone with the old man drinking alone, and there was no loneliness and melancholy on his face, but a kind of unrestrained, free and pure smile.

At this time, a little girl with a red face ran upstairs, holding a string of rock sugar gourds in her hand, carrying a peachwood sword, running to the old man with a smile, and said mischievously: "Old man Zou, didn't you say that you were going to Wudang Mountain to see the sword rain in the sky?" Why are you still drinking here? ”

The old man looked at the little girl kindly and said, "Let's go, let's go see Wudang Jianyu ......"

Tianzhu Peak, White Jade Square.

On the raised platform on the west side of the White Jade Square, the Seven Peaks Star Lord sat cross-legged in the direction of the Seven Stars.

The disciples in the audience held their breath and stared at the seven people on the stage.

The crane who was sitting in the position of the Tianshu star suddenly said loudly: "......"

As soon as the words fell, seven glass beads that shimmered white flew above the seven heads of the seven people, forming the Big Dipper, and then connecting them in turn into a bucket shape.

Immediately, the earth began to tremble violently, and a huge white pillar of light shot out from the seven peaks, a huge sword shadow that could almost cover the entire Wudang appeared in the air, and the pillar of light that shot out from the seven peaks correspondingly lit up the seven stars above the sword body.

At that moment, the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be sucked by the huge sword body, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and Wudang Mountain was also shrouded in a layer of mist, and heaven and earth also dimmed a little at the same time.

Only the blazing white jade square and the sword shadow in the sky reflected each other, and all the sword-wielding Wudang disciples raised the sword in their hands high, and with the sound of the crane crown: "He"

The seven beads suspended above the heads of the seven of them merged together and quickly flew towards the sword shadow in the air.

At the same time, a crane roar pierced the sky, and a crane flew from Tianzhu Peak to the sword shadow. This was followed by a deafening barking of dogs, and a large black dog came from the other side.

Chen Zhenyi exclaimed: "Briquettes ......"

Just as the briquette turned into a wisp of black mist and melted into the sword body, Chen Zhenyi felt something in his body suddenly come out, and a blood-red mist rushed towards the giant sword in the sky.

Then, the giant sword in the sky took on a physical form, and a huge sword body shaped like the bronze sword that Chen Zhenyi had used before emitted a white light like lightning, and the long sword in the hands of the Wudang disciple was all unsheathed and erected in the air.

At the same time, countless sword bodies appeared in the sky above Wudang one after another like stars at night, and the dense swords were just erected on their heads, eyeing each other.

As long as the people standing under the sword array, they can't help but be terrified, if those swords all fall, who can dodge?

"It's time...... "The black-robed man on the halfway point of Tianzhu Peak said in a low voice.

The black-robed man behind him whispered, his hands sealed, and he silently chanted a spell in the air.

Zhang Ruolin, who was standing in the white jade square, seemed to sense something, his eyes were filled with black mist, and he suddenly looked up at the giant sword in the air.

"Look at .......," someone in the crowd exclaimed.

With a deafening roar, a black panther appeared out of thin air and slammed into the Seven Peaks Star Lord who was sitting cross-legged on the platform, and the crowd continued to exclaim.

"Brother Ziyu, help ......," the young man in white shouted, and pounced on the black panther.

The two fought with the black panther in the air, and the eyes of the Wudang disciples were attracted by the fight between the white-clothed young man, the green-shirted Confucian and the black panther.

No one noticed that Zhang Ruolin was like an arrow off the string, and he suddenly rose from the ground and swooped straight into the giant sword in the air.

Perhaps the various birds and beasts in the Wudang Mountains sensed something, or they were attracted by the roar of the black panther, and the roars came from all directions, which was deafening.

The black panther that appeared in the air was no match for the white-clothed boy and the green-shirted Confucian student, and it was beaten into a wisp of black smoke in a few rounds, which dissipated with the wind.

But for the two black-robed people on Tianzhu Peak, this was enough, because the black panther was just a pawn for them to attack the west, and the real usefulness was Zhang Ruolin, who had already held the giant sword.

The Wudang disciples had just been relieved by the elimination of the black panther, and suddenly they were shocked by the falling swords, what they had feared countless times became true, those long swords standing on their heads really fell, and they were all of them.

The exclamations, the screams after being injured by the sword, and the terrifying laughter that pierced the sky, the white jade square was already in chaos.

The young man in white rose into the air and made a getaway, stopping some of the falling swords, but many swords still fell, injuring many people.

When the sword fell, everyone found Zhang Ruolin standing in the air, holding a giant sword and laughing wildly.

Although they didn't know when Zhang Ruolin was in the air, they could hear his smugness and arrogance from his crazy and unbridled laughter.

The disciples of Wudang, as well as the white-clothed boy and the Confucian student in the green shirt, all understood that Zhang Ruolin at this time was not the Zhang Ruolin of the previous Daming Peak.

Immediately, the giant sword slowly became smaller and turned into a three-foot-long bronze sword, exactly the same as the sword Chen Zhenyi used before, but everyone understood that what Zhang Ruolin was holding in his hand was the real seven-star sword, and the seven-star sword that gathered the three souls and seven spirits.

Zhang Ruolin raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it towards the head of the Seven Peaks Star Lord.

At this time, the seven of them were subject to the Seven Star Sword, and they could no longer move, so they could only wait for death. Zhang Xuandao had fear, confusion, shame, and a hint of expectation in his eyes, he believed that Zhang Ruolin was not a big traitor, he must have been controlled by some force.

But that glimmer of hope turned into despair at the moment when a huge sword aura smashed towards his head, and he closed his eyes as if his face was dead.