Ma Yunteng felt that there was a trap in Xiao Feng's words, but under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't help but pick up the stubble, so he took precautions at the moment and said: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Xiao Feng pointed at Ma Yunteng's fierce and gritted teeth disciples and said, "The Qing Cultivation Sect should focus on cultivating the mind, the heart is calm, and the heart is as calm as autumn water and winter ice. Look at your senior disciples, gritting their teeth when they don't agree with each other, rolling up their sleeves and making noise, how can they have a little bit of pure cultivation? From these apprentices, I know that you, the contemplator, are not very good, and your own cultivation is not very good. The immortal masters were naturally disappointed when they saw you, where would they teach any Dao method? ”

This is directly saying that he is not qualified to be the master of the White Cloud Temple, let alone a real person. Ma Yunteng was furious, but he didn't dare to show it. Because the more angry he became, the more he proved that Xiao Feng was right. As a Qing Cultivation Sect Master, he is furious at every turn, what kind of system has he become?

But where can people's emotions be concealed, his red eyes, suffocated neck, trembling fingers, and trembling beard all betrayed him cleanly.

Jiajing saw this scene from the cracks, and also felt that Ma Yunteng had lost the people of the Qing Cultivation Sect, and indirectly lost the entire Daomen. He snorted dissatisfiedly: "Ma Yunteng has been busy managing Baiyun Temple all these years, which has delayed his cultivation. It's also a good thing to change the person in charge and let him concentrate on cultivation in retreat. ”

After Huang Jin came out to deliver the decree, Ma Yunteng hung his head and thanked him for retreating. Although the name of the real person was preserved, the throne of the Lord was lost, and his apprentices were naturally disgraced. Those who can be brought here by him to observe the ceremony and discuss the Tao are all his descendants and disciples, and they are naturally in the same breath as him.

The only one who is not his own is Ma Hualong, the second view master, who is simply ecstatic at this time.

As soon as Ma Yunteng retreated, the real management power fell into the hands of Ma Hualong. Baiyun Temple, as the world's first Qing cultivation concept, is the management right a joke? It's famous!

Ma Hualong tried his best to hide his ecstasy, and inevitably peeked at Xiao Feng with affection. This young man is really powerful, he has been thinking about things that he can't do for ten years, and he can do it in a few words!

The unfavorable division of Baiyun Temple has brought a lot of pressure to Wudang Mountain, which ranks second. They originally thought that Xiao Feng could only measure words, but they couldn't imagine that he was also so good at the way of wit that the Qing Cultivation School was good at, could it be that this person was so deeply hidden?

Gu Xuzi, the head of Wudang, is indeed a little empty. He was originally confident, because he had practiced martial arts for many years, and he could see at a glance that although Xiao Feng was tall and strong, he should not have any internal strength, even if he was good at kung fu, he was not afraid. But at this time, I feel that Xiao Feng is a little unfathomable, what if I lose my eyes?

He hurriedly asked the second disciple Zhang Wuxin, who was following him: "Wuxin, look at this Xiao Feng, do you have kung fu?" ”

Zhang Wuxin is twenty-two years old, he has been in the industry for ten years, he is a famous martial arts idiot in Wudang Mountain, and his kung fu is far higher than that of his master Gu Xuzi, he glanced at Xiao Feng, and his voice was as flat as boiled water: "Flexible, robust, but no internal strength." ”

Gu Xuzi breathed a sigh of relief, since Zhang Wuxin said so, there would be no mistake.

But just in case, he still stood up and said with a smile: "Wen Xuan Zhenren, you are mainly Wen, originally I was a martial cultivator in Wudang Mountain, and I was suspected of taking advantage of you in martial arts, so I shouldn't have made a move." However, when it comes to the Tao, it is natural that the greatest sincerity of each faction should be shown. In this way, you are so young, let the poor disciples ask you for a lesson or two, and the point is up, how about it? ”

The onlookers, who didn't know the details, naturally felt that what Gu Xuzi said was very decent. He looks seventy or eighty years old, and it is really not good-looking to do it with Xiao Feng, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man.

But those Daomen people who knew the details secretly scolded Gu Xuzi for being an old fox, much more cunning than Baiyunguan. He let his apprentices do it, firstly, because of his self-esteem, and secondly, he also left room for him. Even if the apprentice loses, because he didn't make a move, it doesn't mean that Wudangshan loses. This is much better than Ma Yunteng playing naked as soon as he comes up.

And everyone in the Daomen knows that Zhang Wuxin is a martial idiot, although he is a disciple, he is the first person in martial arts on Wudang Mountain. The most powerful one has to be sold cheaply, this is obviously bullying Xiao Feng to enter the industry late, and the news is not well-informed.

Zhang Wuxin's hands were itchy for a long time, and when he heard the competition, he was more excited than anything. Seeing Xiao Feng sitting still, he knew that as a junior, he should take the initiative, so he jumped up and bent over Xiao Feng: "Wen Xuan Zhenren, please advise, fists and feet, weapons, hidden weapons, light skills, let the real person choose." ”

Xiao Feng sat upright like a mountain, his face was like water, but he was panicked in his heart. Damn, all kinds of knowledge traversers take advantage, but martial arts, they are at a loss. He has seen Xiao Wannian practice knives, and he has also seen Yu Dayou jump over the wall, although it is not as exaggerated as in the novel, but it is definitely not what later generations said about flower fists and embroidered legs.

Modern fighting techniques focus on actual combat, and it is no problem to deal with a scoundrel like Zhao Er, but to deal with a martial idiot like Zhang Wuxin, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he must only be beaten.

originally thought that the head of Wudang would be seventy or eighty years old, no matter how many young people's martial arts he practiced, it was still the truth that he was afraid of being young and strong. From a scientific point of view, if you beat an old man who has practiced kung fu but is already dying, if not a sure win, you can at least get a draw.

I can't imagine that the old thing doesn't talk about martial arts, and he doesn't end up at all, and he gets an apprentice who is also strong to crush him, which is very nonsense, and there is basically no solution.

Zhang Wuxin maintained a saluting posture, his eyes were blazing, and he looked at Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng had been sitting for a long time and was a little suspicious, and the onlookers began to think that Xiao Feng was pretending to be a superior and disdain to respond immediately, but slowly began to whisper.

"Why hasn't Wen Xuan Zhenren moved yet? Is this humiliating Wudang Mountain? ”

"It should be that Wen Xuanzhen thinks that fighting against juniors is not martial, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this Zhang Wuxin is said to be the first person in Wudang Mountain's martial arts. Is Wen Xuanzhen scared? ”

"Wen Xuan Zhenren will not know martial arts, he is Wen Xuan Zhenren, and he is not a martial artist!"

"Wen Xuan Zhenren once brought down the famous swashy Zhao Er in the capital with one move! I think I know kung fu, right? ”

In the midst of the discussion, Jiajing sighed softly: "I am a real person with Xiao Feng Wenxuan, he is a talented person, what martial arts can he have, he has already won a game, and this game is not comparable or nothing." Huang Jin nodded yes, raised the color barrier, and prepared to go out to announce the decree.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded: "In Xia Yu Dayou, I am willing to fight for Wen Xuanzhen." ”

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look at Yu Dayou. I saw him wearing the black tights of a ranger, walking out of the crowd, standing in the center of the hall, he was tall and strong, with long arms, long legs and long face.

Zhang Wuxin's eyes lit up instantly, he had already had no opponent on Wudang Mountain, and at this time, he knew that this was a master at first sight, and he couldn't wait to start learning immediately. But Gu Xuzi was anxious: "This gentleman, this is my Taoism, how can outsiders replace me at will?" ”

Everyone said yes one after another, and Ma Yunteng, who was already dead, was instantly resurrected and shouted.

Xiao Feng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking about how to round the field, but Yu Dayou had already prepared, and said loudly: "Under the seat of Wen Xuanzhen, the eldest disciple, what, you can let the apprentice fight, but my master can't?" ”

Before the people of the Daomen could react, the common people shouted first. They just want to see a hearty fight, and it doesn't matter if the identity is the same. Originally, it was very dull to listen to the sermon before, but now that there are finally masters fighting, how can others be allowed to obstruct it?

"You send apprentices to fight, and people also send apprentices to fight, what's the problem?"

"That is, doesn't what has been said count? Are all the Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain like this? ”

"If you don't dare to compare, just shrink your head and go back to Wudang Mountain! What kind of way are you talking about? ”

"Originally, your martial arts cultivation faction competed with other people's Wen Xuan real people, and they took a big advantage, but now that other people's apprentices are fighting, what's the problem, say?!"

Huang Jin glanced at Jiajing, a smile appeared at the corner of Jiajing's mouth, and he shook his head slightly, Huang Jin put down the color barrier, bowed his head and stood aside, but his eyes inadvertently swept towards Lu Bing.

Lu Bing's eyes and nose looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't seem to hear what was going on outside.

An Sizheng of the Daolu Division stood up to uphold justice: "According to the rules, the disciples of both sides will fight instead of the master, and there is no problem." ”

This is an official statement, and everyone can't say anything anymore, and gradually quiets down. Only two people in the middle of the hall remained, one black and one white, standing facing each other, and they were about to burst.