Beiling Mountain. There is a barren mountain in the south of the outer edge of Dragon City, where there are many mass graves, and no one usually approaches this place. It is rumored that strange things often happen in Beiling Mountain, such as strange cries in the mountains and forests in the middle of the night, which can be heard clearly on the mountain roads outside, or the white figure on the mountain cliff, looming, especially in thunderstorms. These are all rumors about Beiling Mountain, and these rumors also make these people on the periphery of Dragon City not go up the mountain easily, even if they get closer, they will be very afraid. After finding out the location of Beiling Mountain, Zhang Yang took Luna straight to come, and the two of them did not have any fear, they found an entrance casually, and strode up the mountain, without the slightest panic. Zhang Yang doesn't believe in the rumored things, even if there are real things, he thinks that they are all done by people, in other words, he believes in real technology. Although Luna hates horror movies, she believes that she will not be harmed by Zhang Yang's side, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Walking on the dirt road in the mountains, although there are no people here, there is not too much wild grass cover, and the road is still very easy to walk. Luna looked at her surroundings and asked Xiangyang, "Speaking of which, do you really think there are Taoist priests here?" Is the legendary Taoist priest really able to suppress demons and eliminate demons and calculate the heavens and the earth? ”.. Not from here, but Luna had heard some stories about Taoist priests, so she was still very curious. Zhang Yang smiled lightly and explained: "In the past, there may really be that kind of very powerful martial artists, who lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests, borrowing this kind of identity to live. But now, the old man said, most of the Taoist priests he met were swaggering and deceiving, and he beat him directly, so you don't have to be polite. Zhang Yang is skeptical of the so-called Taoist priests, he once asked Hai Pingtian, and the answer he got was that you can't usually meet real Taoist priests, because they have cultivated to a certain level, and they must pay attention to cause and effect. Seeing each other is cause and effect, so under normal circumstances, it is not seen at all. Anyone who meets that kind of fortune teller in the market, nine times out of ten, cheats, and the rest may not be good at learning and will be seen through by yourself. But......

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The old Taoist priest who can be guided by Feng Qinglan, whether his identity is true or false, is really uncertain. Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Luna smiled coquettishly, "It's not good to do it directly." "Let's see, don't worry." Hehe smiled, Zhang Yang quickened his pace, he was not in much mood to appreciate the surrounding environment. The two of them went up the mountain all the way, although they didn't know where the old Taoist priest was, but with Zhang Yang there, he could feel the breath around him, and at the same time, he could also judge some traces of life. I searched for about three hours in Beiling Mountain. Zhang Yang and Luna arrived at a small gate on the top of the mountain. The small wooden door is mottled and full of traces of time. Zhang Yang stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, breaking the purity around him with a creak. Inside the wooden door. A small courtyard, a gravel path. A main house made of mud tiles. There was no figure in sight, but the incense wax on the table in the house was new, and Zhang Yang was sure that there were people living here, but he didn't know where the owner of the place had gone. Glancing at the weeds on both sides of the gravel path, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to pull Luna and walked forward slowly, but he was very careful, as if he was worried about some hidden weapon mechanism. But when they came to the main house and stood in front of the enshrined stone statue, nothing unusual happened. Luna wondered, "It looks like it's been a long time since anyone cleaned this place, but the things on the table are new, and someone should have been here not long ago." "The problem was also discovered, and Luna's observation was not weak. Zhang Yang glanced at the stone statue and said softly: "It should be here, but I don't know where the people went, at least there is no breath around." Just as Zhang Yang's words fell, the wooden door behind them was suddenly pushed open. The two men turned to look suddenly, and saw an old man in a shabby robe walking in, the old man's gray hair was covered by a twig, and the pale blue robe had many sewn on it. There are no markings on the old man's face, only many folds, which is the state of aging and loss of elasticity of the skin, which is extremely natural. Seeing Zhang Yang and Luna, the old man looked a little surprised, and said hoarsely: "Wang Daochang is not at home?" Then I'll come back another day. With that, the old man prepared to leave. Hearing this, Zhang Yang and Luna glanced at each other strangely, and the former walked quickly to the old man's side and said with a smile: "Old man,......

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What did you just say? Wang Daochang? Are you here for him? As he spoke, Zhang Yang reached out and pressed the old man's shoulder, not wanting him to leave like this. The old man looked up at Zhang Yang and said slowly: "Yes, I live in the village below the mountain, and something strange happened in the village today, so I specially came to find Wang Daochang to go down the mountain to take a look." Who are you? After saying his intention, the old man asked Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang said calmly: "We are people from the outside, I heard that Beiling Mountain is very special, so we took a turn here, and we just happened to meet this small Taoist temple, but we didn't find anyone when we came in, I don't know if it is inconvenient for the old man to tell us about things here?" Hearing this, the old man looked at the smiling Zhang Yang carefully, then turned his head to look at the quiet Luna, and said, "Doll, there's nothing going on here, don't be curious, go back quickly." After speaking, the old man wanted to leave, but his shoulder was held down by Zhang Yang, and his body couldn't move. Why is your doll's hand so strong, isn't it bullying me as an old man when you're young? I'm telling you, when I was younger, I was the one who could beat you two! Glaring at Zhang Yang, the old man looked a little angry. Seeing this, Zhang Yang let go of his hand with a smile, and then turned around and returned to the offering table. "Old man, since there's nothing going on here, then you should go back early. There won't be any more of this little view because I don't like it. As he spoke, Zhang Yang reached out and grabbed the corner of the table, as if he was about to overturn the table. At this moment, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and his figure came to Zhang Yang's side very quickly, pressed the table with one hand, and pointed at Zhang Yang's acupoint with the other hand. Zhang Yang turned sideways to avoid the old man's attack, and the corners of his mouth rose and said: "You old man really didn't tell a lie, I was really not your opponent when you were young, after all, there was no me at that time." With a laugh, Zhang Yang let go of the table and backed away from Luna. The old man's face gradually turned cold, he raised his dry palm, and a punch broke out without any fancy punches, rushing towards Zhang Yang's front door. Zhang Yang's body bowed slightly, and a palm was sacrificed, colliding with the rushing fist. Bang! The fists collided, and the impact spread to both sides, killing the wild grass on the outside and breaking the fragrant wax on the inside. "Young and martial arts, little doll, where are you messing around?" See for yourself......

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The punch was easily stopped by Zhang Yang, and the old man squinted his eyes, his demeanor was very different from just now. If the old man just now looked like an ordinary old man, then now, the old man is more like a veteran who has been on the battlefield, and he has a murderous aura all over his body. "Hidden Dragon Mountain." Zhang Yang withdrew his palm and said these three words calmly. The old man frowned, and said, "Hidden Dragon Mountain is not in Dragon City, what the hell are you kid doing, bring me truthfully!" Seeing the old man interrogating himself, Zhang Yang snorted lightly and said, "I said old Taoist, don't pretend, do you really think I can't see your identity?" Where is the village near Beiling Mountain? You have to find a good reason to deceive people. And you deliberately hide your aura for fear of being discovered by other martial artists. From the first time he saw the old man, Zhang Yang suspected that this person was the old Taoist priest Feng Qinglan said, and everything he did just now was just a temptation. Sure enough, seeing that he was about to smash the Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest couldn't sit still. Hearing these words, the old man smiled lightly and said, "Good boy, you have some ability. Yes, Lao Tzu is a real person in Beiling, you didn't bring anything when you came to find Lao Tzu? Coming empty-handed? Hearing this, Luna's eyes widened next to her, she didn't expect that the gap between the Taoist priest in her impression and the one in front of her was so big, this is also amazing. How do I know what you like? Why don't you help me once, and I'll take you to relax next time. "Spread his hands, Zhang Yang did come empty-handed. Seeing that there was a woman behind Zhang Yang, the old Taoist priest suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Yang's shoulders and took him to the door to ask in a whisper. "What's the relaxation method?" "What is the opinion of the royal chief?" "Recently I caught some pheasants, and they were so greasy that I needed a bubble bath and scrape the oil. Look at this..."As soon as he heard this, Zhang Yang instantly understood the thoughts of this old Taoist priest, and then winked at him, and said with a low smile: "Forget about low-level places, how about the Dongjiang Club." "Okay, no problem, I've been to that place a few times, it's very good, it's just too expensive. Lao Tzu is a monk, and he has so much money on him, you say yes. Seeing Zhang Yang talking about the Dongjiang Club, the old Taoist priest couldn't stop smiling. Zhang Yang promised: "When I finish my business, I will arrange the Dongjiang Club, no need to ......

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You spend one. "Hey, rejoice, you young man has a future, go on the road." The two of them reached an agreement, and then the old Taoist priest came to the offering table to clean up the broken incense wax, and then sat on the futon. "What are you doing here?" Seeing that the old Taoist priest had changed so quickly, Zhang Yang said directly: "Twenty years ago, what happened in the bloody night of Dragon City? What's going on with those super families? "Do you want to know what happened to the Zhang family back then?" Looking at Zhang Yang, the old Taoist priest pointed to the small stool in front of him and asked him to sit down first. Zhang Yang did not hesitate and sat in front of the old Taoist. "Give it to me." Without asking anything, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand. The old Taoist priest pinched Zhang Yang's wrist, and then pressed his thumb on his pulse, and a strong qi stabbed in.