Běijīng West Mountain, many famous and unknown power figures are used to recuperate here.

"Yu Ji does not forget Longquan, does not forget Longquan, and does not forget Song. ”

This is the sentence in Gong Ding'an's "Speaking of Jingshi Cuiwei Mountain" in the Qing Dynasty. ”

"Being able to play against Panasonic in the last game is also an elegant thing. ”

"I'm a staff member, playing chess with the teacher is also work, killing people as a bodyguard is also work, and it has nothing to do with Yazier. ”

In the western foothills, there is a spring, there are four pines by the spring, and there is a hut next to the pine, and there are two people in the house playing Go. One of them is a famous national player in the world today, and the person who plays against this national player is just a young man dressed in a trivial way. The young man was wearing a jacket that had not been washed with oil, and there was a clip on the collar of the jacket for drying clothes, and it seemed that the young man had forgotten to take off his clothes when he collected them.

Good sloppy people.

is such a careless person, but at this time he is looking at the chessboard calmly, and the famous national player on the other side of the board is already in a cold sweat.

After a while, the famous national player Tui Ping admitted defeat, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yi, you are now making great progress in chess, and I am not an opponent." ”

The young man who wears a practical jacket is Zhou Yi. He smiled and said, "The teacher has won the award." ”

The national player shook his head with a helpless smile and said: "Playing chess with those people every day, it's not appropriate to win or lose, this chess skill is a bit wasted." ”

Zhou Yi squeezed his brows and smiled: "Since the teacher thinks that playing chess is boring, next time those old men want to play chess again, won't you just go and do it?"

The national player laughed and said, "You and I are your monsters?" and went out with a flick of his sleeve.

At this moment, the smile on Zhou Yi's face suddenly converged, and he listened slightly to a certain direction in the southeast, and only after a long time did he slowly speak: "There is something in the direction of Wudang Mountain." ”

There was no one in the hut at this time, and it was not known who he was talking to.

In the next moment, the air in a corner of the room gradually flowed, and the light here was a little shaky and agile by some force, and the light gradually dimmed, forming a human form, slowly, finally

I saw it clearly, a man who looked unpretentious but gave people a sense of solemnity was sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating.

The man was about thirty years old, his eyes were slightly closed, sensing somewhere in the south, and after a while, he whispered, "What a strong demonic aura." ”

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Senior brother, there is a clone of the True Martial Emperor in Wudang Mountain, who dares to go and make trouble?"

The senior brother responded: "I don't know either, but there was a letter in front of the gate of Wudang Mountain, saying that there is something in Wudang Mountain today, and report to us in advance." ”

Zhou Yi thought for a while and said, "Běijīng City has been relatively peaceful recently, otherwise I should go to Wudang to have a look?"

The senior brother smiled slightly and said, "If you knew who was there, I guess you wouldn't want to go." ”

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a strange look on his face, and said, "It can't be the little junior sister over there, right?"

The senior brother smiled: "Zi'er has been studying in the provincial city recently, but she has been constantly moving recently. I hope she doesn't cause anything. ”

Zhou Yi stuck out his tongue and said, "Little junior sister is that kind of perverted genius, even if she causes something, she doesn't have to be afraid." ”

"Her feelings are actually clear, and if it weren't for the necessity, she wouldn't have made a move easily. It's just that you also understand what the back of Guiyuan Temple means to this gate. The senior brother sighed and looked up at the sky: "The elders of Qingjingtian have been urging my father to attack Guiyuan Temple, saying that there is a decree from above. And since my father returned from a serious injury ten years ago, he seems to have taken a light look at things, not to mention that in today's peaceful and prosperous times, how can we act recklessly...... Hmph!"

He sneered and said, "Immortals have no basis, you and I have been practicing for decades, how can we ever see it?" Those elders rely on these illusory decrees to ask us to do such useless things, which is really annoying. ”

Zhou Yi's face was also a little gloomy: "I have never been to Qingjingtian, I heard that the elders are all staying in Kunlun, I really don't understand, why do we have to conflict with the Buddha Sect." ”

"What is the purpose of the establishment in the last three days?" Senior Brother sneered, "Since the first generation of patriarchs, he has been forced to go to Guiyuan Temple to face unspeakable dangers. Fortunately, my father was quick to move back then, so he separated us from the door, set up a sign of Haorantian, and did something with zhèngfǔ, so that he could get rid of the shackles of Elder Qingjingtian. ”

"What the hell is behind Guiyuan Temple?"

The senior brother frowned: "Father has always refused to say. You and I just want to keep the way of this world, and not get involved in these things. It's just Zi'er...... I'm afraid of her, I'm afraid she'll go to Guiyuan Temple again.

The senior brother looked at him calmly and said: "You still go to see it every other time, now I am in charge of Haoran Tian, although Ah Zi is my own sister, but it is inconvenient to leave běijīng, Zi'er, this girl, everything is good, but I can't break a filial piety word." Obsession can be harmful. ”

"Understood. Zhou Yi nodded.

There was a slight fluctuation of breath in the southeast direction of běijīng.

"Who is such a powerful demonic aura?" Hao Rantian's two most outstanding masters glanced at each other, their eyes full of doubt and excitement after encountering something interesting.

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The fire of the Golden Temple of Wudang Mountain burned all night before stopping, some of the brass on the Golden Palace has been dissolved, hanging on the edge of the eaves of the temple like the ice edge of winter, the golden yellow of the extravagant spirit has turned into a bleak and godless earth yellow sè, a row of copper water turned into thorns, and the miserable situation of being burned by a person and a bird this night is weakly told.

The Taoist priests outside the Golden Hall looked at the scene in front of them in amazement. When the fire broke out before, everyone formed a sword formation, and relied on the power of the true scripture of Jingxiao Da Lei Langshu to barely form an enchantment, and only then did they survive. Everyone just guarded the Golden Palace according to Qin Zi's instructions, and they didn't know what kind of people were locked in the hall, and at this time, seeing the fierce fire in the sky, they couldn't help but be stunned, and no one dared to enter the Golden Palace, which was about to be burned, to take a look.

I don't know how long it took, surrounded by the strong smell of incense in the Golden Palace, Yi Tianxing slowly woke up.

His eyes opened slightly, and after confirming that he hadn't seen Brother Niutou, his first thought was: "It feels good to be alive." Then he saw the Vermilion Bird that had become different, although the Vermilion Bird in front of him was much bigger than his bird son, the feather sè was more bright red, and the edge tip gradually protruded, but Yi Tianxing still recognized it at a glance, after all, it was the existence of blood and flesh, and that innate aura could not be changed.

Because he woke up late, he didn't have the opportunity to see the moment when the Vermilion Bird showed its might in the Golden Hall of Wudang Mountain.

Naturally, he couldn't know how fierce he was just now.

Now the entire Golden Palace is like being played by an inferior boy who plays with fire for more than half a year, and there are blackened traces of fire everywhere, but everything made of wood has been burned clean, and even the statue of the mighty Emperor Zhenwu has been smoked into a black-faced cook...... Yi Tianxing sat up with the pain in his body, but found that the robe on his body had already been burned to the ground, and he had returned to his smooth and funny appearance.

"What happened just now?" Yi Tianxing gently touched the forehead of the Vermilion Bird, his heart was full of doubts, and he felt that his body was full of true yuan, but there were some indescribable changes in the fire wheel.

Little Suzaku may have really grown up, and he was reluctant to let his father touch his forehead, but twisted his neck and proudly walked a few steps on the stone slab of the Golden Temple, cooing in his mouth.

Yi Tianxing's heart moved: "Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, you seem to have some kinship with the turtle and snake here?" scratched his head and said: "Is it because of this that this Demon True Monarch is blind to you?"

He suddenly thought that the little prince Qin Zi had already returned to the provincial capital, stood up, and went to the outside of the hall.

He worries a lot, that is, he won't worry about the safety of his perverted demon master, in the book, this character who can't be killed at all, after seeing the power of the Zhenwu Emperor, he finally understands the existence of cultivators and these legends, the difference is not as simple as a little bit, and naturally he thinks that although Qin Zi is known as a genius of cultivation, if you want to compare it with your own perverted ancestor master, it is called a Yang Zhimigao. He was just worried about the little monks in Guiyuan Temple......

Pushing open the door of the hall, Yi Tianxing was not surprised to see more than a dozen Taoist priests carrying long swords. These Taoist priests are old and young, white-haired and silver-bearded, young and promising, but all of them have a breath on their bodies, and they all have a high realm, but the Taoist robes on their bodies are scorched and tattered......

At this time, the morning light was faint, gently shining on Yi Tianxing's face. The Taoist priests outside the Golden Palace couldn't imagine that after such a fire, there would be a young man who could come out of the Golden Palace alive and was a naked **, so he couldn't help frowning and sighing lightly, and he was even more vigilant.

"You're polite. Yi Tianxing's eyes were unusually calm.

As soon as he spoke, these Taoists said in unison: "Buddha of Amitayus." A Taoist sword fell, the long sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, drew a wonderful arc in the sky outside the peak, and then flew in front of Yi Tianxing and hung in the air, fluttering and faint, with a buzzing sound......

"Please stay here for the time being. An old Taoist priest said with some uneasiness.

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, knowing that this flying sword was a demonstration, if he was replaced by the former rì, he might be amazed at the fun of the flying sword at this time, and he might have a debate with these Taoist priests, but after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death last night, his true nature has gradually been revealed.

"I'm busy. ”

After saying these two words, Yi Tianxing stepped heavily on the ground on his toes, and with the help of the reaction force, he rose into the air, and with a click, he broke off the copper branch condensed by the burned brass on the eaves of the palace. With the copper branch in his hand, the whole person's body was just about to hit the ground, his feet took a step forward, and he used his toes to touch a little on the stone slab outside the hall, and with the momentum of this fall, it was transformed into an extremely fast speed to attack the Taoist priests.

Unexpectedly, these Taoists said in unison: "Amitayus Buddha." He dodged a road, as if to let Yi Tianxing go out.

didn't have time to think about it, Yi Tianxing, who was running at high speed, frowned, but his body had already turned into a gray dragon and rushed over from the space vacated by the Taoists.

And then it came to an abrupt end.

Because there is an abyss ahead.

When he turned around, the Daoists behind him had already formed a sword formation, and the bright sword looked quite imposing, but the clothes on these Daoists were a little tattered, so the whole sword formation couldn't help but look a little funny - when did the Wudang faction become a beggar gang?

"It's quite dangerous. Yi Tianxing's brass branch shook in his hand, and there was a yellow shadow in front of him, and when there was a breaking sound, he didn't know how many times he blocked the attack of that flying sword.

He doesn't know Taoism, he only practices Buddhism, and he doesn't know how to kill enemies with methods, but he has a physical advantage. The flying sword is tricky, and he can't drill the brass branches that keep dancing with his strange power, and he won't feel tired anyway, but looking at the sword formation of the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain, Jingxiao Da Lei Langshu rose again, and gradually felt a sense of oppression coming towards him.

Can't stay here forever, but ...... Behind him is a cliff.

The Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain naturally thought the same way, looking at this naked young man who seemed to have nowhere to hide, and the nervous sè on his face gradually turned into a highly respectable appearance.

An old Taoist priest said softly: "Since Mr. Yi can pass the test of the true martial arts, he is naturally not a demon, and your gambling contract with the little prince will take effect from the moment you step out of the door of the Golden Palace. "This Taoist priest is the master of the Wudang Hidden Gate, according to the request of Jixiangtian, to trap Yi Tianxing here, who expected to lose a golden palace in his life, he was already distressed, plus last night's vision, vaguely saw the red bird with a beak that breathed fire, but remembered the holy beast in the Daomen, thinking of this section, the master of the door was even more incomprehensible to Yi Tianxing's identity, and his words were naturally polite.

Yi Tianxing laughed at himself, thinking that if he still believed in any gambling contract, it would be really ridiculous.

At this time, the chubby Vermilion Bird also slowly paced out of the Golden Hall with small stupid steps. When these high-level Taoist priests saw this bird, they were so frightened that they all took a few steps back in fright.

Yi Tianxing was a little strange, and immediately thought that the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird was a sacred relic of the Dao Gate, and it was normal for these Taoist priests to be so respectful. He looked at Suzaku, who now had the length of his forearm, and sighed, thinking that since this person had appeared in the world, he was afraid of more troubles in the future.

The morning breeze hit, Yi Tianxing stood on the top of the mountain and closed his eyes for a long time, and then his eyes opened, and a trace of nonsense appeared in his pupils, he felt that the true yuan in his body was full to an unprecedented realm, so he decided to gamble.

"Farewell. He smiled.

The Daoists of Wudang Mountain were stunned for a moment, thinking that the sword array had been completed, and the only door of life was also sealed by the abyss, even if the door master was in person for three days, he did not dare to say that he could take it off, this young man seemed to not put this sword array in his eyes, and he was too arrogant.

Yi Tianxing is not an immortal, not the number one master in the world, naturally knows that he can't rush through this Sensen Sword Formation, but when does he want to rush over?

"Let's go. He said to the little red bird at the entrance of the Golden Temple, who was combing the red feathers with the tip of his beak.

When Suzaku heard his father's command, his eyes rolled, and he glanced at the Taoist priests with great contempt, and then flapped his wings and flew towards the rising sun in the eastern sky, leaving a burned golden temple on Wudang Mountain and dust all over the ground when the wings were flapped.

Seeing the bird's son fly away, Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, flicked his toes, and turned one hundred and eighty degrees backwards with a reflexive dive...... 2345789...... I can't count how many laps of super difficult posture I jumped in the direction of the cliff!

Jumped!

The Taoist priests looked at the empty stone slabs on the edge of the cliff in front of them, and couldn't help but look at each other, and finally woke up after a while and rushed to the edge of the cliff to look at it.

I saw that on the wall of the lonely peak of Wudang Mountain, there was a black shadow falling rapidly, and while it fell, some strange shouts came up.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo...... It's exciting...... Moma ......!"

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I don't know how long later, there was finally a loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground at the foot of the mountain, even if the morning light was dim, the Taoist priests standing on the edge of the cliff could clearly see the dust of the valley shaken by the impact, the dust clouds gradually stopped, it seemed to see a black shadow stand up, shook his head, and rushed to the road outside the mountain.

Taoist priests, you look at me coming, I look at you, and you look at it for a long, long time in amazement—and then it just disperses.

Not long after Yi Tianxing left Wudang Mountain, a gentle voice that did not look like a human sounded in the Golden Palace: "I knew that it was the host of this unreasonable little ancestor who played with fire, why did I come here." ”

The little prince Qin Zi'er used the power of the hidden gate of Wudang Mountain in order to enter the back garden to launch the Vajra Demon Circle, in a vain attempt to leave the Buddhist Protector Yi Tianxing in Wudang, this matter became a celebrity in the cultivation world after rì, and the final result of this matter was:

The Golden Temple of Wudang Mountain was burned, and it cost tens of millions of dollars to rebuild it.

The valley naturally forms a huge pit, the pit is in the shape of a man, the legend of the descendants is formed when the immortal comes into the world, there are good deeds to stand a card next to it, the book: "The fairy falls into the dust" and there are children graffiti on the side: "The face is on the ground." "For a time, it became a tourist hotspot, and it brought some income to Wudang Mountain.

Another: A small Taoist priest selling incense outside Wudang Mountain was stripped of his Taoist robe by a madman, and the aftermath was cloudy...... It was on a certain weekly magazine, and it was a big hit.

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