"Bold!"

Zhang Jiuding looked at each other angrily, his robe swelled in an instant, his beard and hair were all open, and he rose from the thirty-six steps that symbolized the Six Realms of Heaven, and the Xuan-colored Taoist robe hunted and hunted, rushing straight towards the Confucian who was outspoken.

It is true that I don't know the identity of the person who came and can't see through the cultivation of the person who came to be afraid of it, but this is already called to the door of my own house, and the mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, not to mention that tens of thousands of real people in the world are respected as the head of the Wudang Dao Sect in the ancestral court?

Zhang Jiuding's brazen attack was naturally all expected, even the three sisters and brothers of the night did not know the origin and did not know the identity of the scholar Yan Yan, who was not at his feet, standing sideways, not dodging or dodging, and turned a blind eye to the attack of the old Taoist in Xuanyi who arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the scroll in his hand stabbed at the acupuncture point under Zhang Jiuding's arm with lightning speed.

This kind of life-fighting style of play, as the head of a faction naturally does not dare to fight hard, for many years in a high position to pursue the induction of heaven and man in the Daomen no matter who is the life of the tight, for this style of play is also helpless to avoid, with a vast momentum of the palm to stop and retreat, with the shoulder as a point around a semicircle, the palm of the hand up, holding the book with two words "hook sinking".

The scholar in Tsing Yi, who had already felt the vigorous breath of the other party at close range, would not underestimate the enemy, and the energy in his palm penetrated his body and spread to the scroll, and the historical book "Hook and Shen" that was swallowed and rolled up by Zhang Jiuding's qi machine was as hard as a rock when it landed, and it was pressed down instantly.

Seeing that this scholar reacted quickly, Zhang Jiuding pulled the palm flower with his other hand, and the seal hit the opponent's chest, and his breath flowed, and there was energy on the green clothes more than a foot away.

With a sound of "unity of knowledge and action", Haoran's qi spread all over his body, and Yan Yan, who wanted to take a hard blow, also turned his palm print to the opponent's chest, and still exchanged his life for his life.

Zhang Jiuding withdrew four or five zhang after withdrawing, his hands formed a strange magic seal on his chest, and dozens of wooden swords behind him rose to the sky, hanging around his body, layer upon layer, and the sword pointed at Yan Yan.

The Daomen thoroughly comprehended the law of the lower realm, and the momentum was amazing.

Yan Li, who was a scholar with the same name as the scholar, looked up to the sky and smiled like a clear whistle, his arms were slightly open and his sleeves were fluttering, and the sentence "Borrow me quinoa and basil and prosper", the energy suddenly climbed to the top, and the surrounding air flow was like surging waves.

Outside the Flying Altar has not yet contained the spring green weeds, dead leaves and gravel are adsorbed by external forces, and rise into the air and converge together, just like two giant pythons meandering, mighty and mighty knotted hands, fiddling at will, gathering into a group in the rest of the chest.

This kind of qi leaks out and connects with the qi between heaven and earth, and the method of using the power of heaven and earth to control things is extremely mysterious, even if some old monsters who enter the house do not have the supreme heart method, they are not the essentials.

Zhang Jiuding, a person in the Daomen, can imagine that there is Wudang, a thousand-year-old cave blessed land, and it is normal to have this technique in such a background, as long as it is practiced properly, the enemy of the sword is also unexpected.

It's just that this Luotuo scholar Yan Yan, although the two sisters and brothers of the night three watches have been with him for more than a month, no matter what kind of thoughts they have, they have never had any questions about him. The mind is as exquisite as the night, and it is also in line with the cautionary words of "gentlemen's friendship is as light as water", and they do not think about it. Until the time of the breakup, it was just the sister and brother of the Ye family and the pan out, and this scholar who only knew that his hometown was Henan Province still did not show his true identity.

And this pure Confucian with "衠" in his name, the profundity of this hand of the imperial object, which is subtle, makes it more natural for Ye San, who has just entered the realm of absorbing the nine transformations of heaven and earth creation, to feel the fierce spirit of heaven and earth inside, how can people not be dumbfounded?

If you can enter the hall, with the domineering mind method can build a subtle connection with all things in heaven and earth, such a royal sword, the connection will no longer make you unpredictable and unessential.

As soon as he thought of this, and then looked at the flying sword and the giant python that were wrapped in the mighty power and were far away in mid-air, how could the night three watch not be thrilled with ups and downs?

"Come on, come on, and look at my Confucianism Haoran and fast wind, break your Dao Gate and use qi to resist swordsmanship!"

Tsing Yi fluttered like a legacy of independent Yan Yan borrowed his breath to rise from the ground, like an immortal descending to earth, and the giant python in front of him hovered, like a dragon under the seat, magnificent.

Such a technique only surprised the young and old on the Ascension Altar.

"The kid is so arrogant, do you think that I can't succeed in Wudang? Or when my old guy died? ”

The sound rumbled through the world, but it was not deafening, and even the dark clouds that seemed to be within reach on the golden dome seemed to be more densely pulled.

Behind the Taihe hall, a figure jumped out and soared straight into the sky, this leap actually directly overflowed the hall, fluttering down on the ascension altar, just a wave of the hand, dozens of wooden swords returned to the scabbards behind the Taoist priests, and the understatement returned to the original owner. The giant python formed by the gathering of dead leaves and weeds also lost the traction of the qi engine, and opened up in an instant, but it did not fly or disperse, fluttering and sprinkling like the autumn sunset leaves gently falling to the ground. Then with a wave of his sleeves, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, blew out the stone platform, and restored a new one.

Even Yan Yan, a scholar who was more than a foot above the ground, was also affected by this soft energy, and staggered and retreated.

"Uncle Shi." Seeing the white hair and white beard, white eyebrows, Zhang Jiuding, who was the age of Jiazi, was a little shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he bowed down. Behind him, a group of Taoist priests followed suit, and the word "Shizu" or "Shishuzu" was respectful.

Lao Dao is really a crane with a childish face, his skin is like a child, and his expression is not inferior to that of a young man, and he is really the kind of old fairy who has cultivated to the extreme.

At this time, there was no trace of fluctuation on his face, and he tilted his head slightly at Zhang Jiuding, ignoring him so politely, and just said, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Jiuding didn't dare to reply, and his body lowered a little lower.

He would never have thought of how he would alarm this self-uncle who had been hidden in the world for many years, but it was Yu Guang who suddenly felt a little slander in his heart after seeing the little figure dodging under the Flying Ascension Altar, and he couldn't help but feel a little slanderous about that Wudang branch.

Without hearing the other party's reply, he didn't ask any more, and the old Taoist priest saw Zhang Jiu'e who was unconscious at the entrance of the Ascension Altar, shook his head and sighed, and raised his feet and stepped forward.

But it was Yan Yan, the scholar who was closest to him, who blocked it sideways, and said, "Dare to ask the Taoist..."

Lao Dao didn't care, and continued to move forward, shrinking the ground into inches, one step at a time. With Ye San, who had already guessed the identity of the other party, "be careful", Yan Li, who was dressed in a green shirt, flew out several feet again with a fluttering body, like a thin feather falling to the ground, without waves.

Look at the old way, just raise your feet and step at will, ten zhang away a few steps, blink to Zhang Jiu'e, bent down and didn't see any movement in his hands, just pinched the other party's wrist and made a pulling action, obviously it will definitely not be Zhang Jiu'e who was "injured by mistake" by Yan Ji woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the green shirt not far away, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Who is the kid!" ”

As he spoke, his center of gravity shook unsteadily, and Zhang Jiu'e almost fell. The old Taoist priest who cultivated to absolutely crush the outsiders on the Ascension Altar reached out and fished under Zhang Jiu'e's armpit and said, "It's okay. ”

After two words, Zhang Jiu'e saw who was next to him, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Uncle Shi." ”

Zhang Jiu'e was about to speak, but he was raised and patted his forearm by the crane-haired and childish old man.

Lao Dao spoke, "What's the matter?" As he spoke, the supreme heart method in the Dao Gate, the Three Clear Meditation Techniques, crossed into Zhang Jiu'e's body from the palm of his hand, and slowly wandered through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, "Why was he injured by a junior?" ”

Zhang Jiu'e's old face was slightly red, "This scholar has a strange shot, I think he is a reader in Xingtan." After all..."

In the end, he didn't turn his words around, Zhang Jiu'e sighed and said: "It's because my Dao heart is disordered, and I can't take a good look at the mountain gate, and I ask my uncle to punish him." ”

The old man smiled, his eyebrows were kind, he turned his head and glanced at the five people who were afraid of his momentum and didn't dare to move, as if his own children had made mistakes and caused trouble, raised his finger and nodded, and said, "You children." ”

It's just that he didn't wait for someone on the other side to speak, and Lao Dao said: "Wait for me to solve the matter in the door first, and then talk to a few donors, okay?" ”

The words were also polite, but Lao Dao didn't intend to ask these five outsiders to answer, and across the green-shirted scholar Yan Ji, towards Zhang Jiuding, he repeated the question just now, "What's the matter?" However, this smile was added by the old Taoist who is called Uncle Shi by the disciples of the current generation of Wudang, "Have you made it up?" ”

Zhang Jiuding broke out in a cold sweat.

Naturally, after the first time Lao Dao asked, he began to fight in his mind, no matter how the cause of the matter developed, and he was found at the door of the door at this point, no matter how he said it, he also had the face of being a decent man.

What's more, the cause of the incident is really funny.

Zhang Jiuding had to think about how to change his words, for the time being, he had to keep his apprentice grandson who was pulling tiger skin and making a banner all day under the mountain.

It's just that how can it be so easy to get along now? The little Taoist boy who wanted to come to Little Lotus Peak had already told him the ins and outs.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Jiuding was a little slandered at the very senior great-master uncle, after all, with the scheming experience of Xiaodao Tong, Zhang Jiuding didn't believe that this kid would directly find out his uncle, who had lived in seclusion for many years.

Helpless, Zhang Jiuding was really a little depressed, how to solve this matter satisfactorily, he couldn't help but think about it.

Naturally, when he heard his uncle's question, he could also hear the sarcasm in that sentence, Zhang Jiuding, who had already lived for more than a lifetime, was panicked and at a loss, and was speechless for a while.

Lao Dao said with a smile: "Back then, Jiu Er had no intention of taking over the position of the head of the house, but he passed the position to you because of your overall situation." But I was afraid that you would not be able to convince the public, so I wanted Jiu Er to sit with you. Alas, it's just that Jiu Er Yete has no fame and fortune, and would rather go to the bottom of the mountain to be a mountain keeper than get involved in the internal affairs of my Daomen, which will make you let go of the toss. Not to mention how you have cultivated the Tao over the years, and not to say that my Wudang has been declining in recent years, and my reputation is not as good as before, how can a person like Han Youyu be worthy of the luck of my Wudang Outer Gate? ”

The old man threw his sleeves and carried his hands behind his back, which seemed to be gossip, but it was also a word by word reprimanding the head of the faction with a respected status, leaving no mercy.

"There are fish roots and bones that are wonderful, but they are young and have taken a little crooked path regardless of good and evil." Zhang Jiuding bowed his body and was submissive.

"When I'm deaf or blind!" Lao Dao was not angry and arrogant, and with a flick of his robe sleeves, his invisible energy suddenly burst out, and he sat down on the ground regardless of the distance and regardless of his face.

"In the final analysis, it's your sentence of luck that has caused trouble, no matter how good the martial arts training materials are, the temperament is unstable, and the swagger of these broken words all day long is ruined. My reputation as a martial artist is really lost on your cloudy eyes! ”

Zhang Jiuding, who was sitting on the ground in a few words, shuddered, I don't know if he didn't dare or forgot, but he didn't have the frame that the head of Wudang should have, so he got up in embarrassment and didn't dare to look up and look at Lao Dao.

Lao Dao said: "From now on, Han Youyu will be removed from Wudang, and when he can wait for him, his cultivation will be abolished and expelled from the court!" ”

Obviously, for Wudang, whether it is the outer door or the inner door, it is the most serious punishment, which shows the attitude of this old man. Then he said: "In addition, from today onwards, the head of Wudang will be temporarily handed over to Jiu'e as an agent, and the younger disciples can live if they are powerful." ”

In a word, everyone on the big stone platform sighed.

Zhang Jiu'e also didn't believe it, he looked at Zhang Jiuding who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and then looked at Lao Dao who was facing away from his two masters in front of him, his throat rolled but he didn't know what to say.

"Uncle Shi, this ......"

He has cultivated inaction all his life, and now he is also shocked by his uncle's words like thunder.

From yesterday to now, Zhang Jiu'e, who originally thought that he had done nothing, was arguing with others, angry with others, and frightened with others, and even he himself didn't know that the Dao Heart he had cultivated for more than 50 years was still the Dao Heart.

"It's just for the time being, Hugh has to resign." The old Tao said decisively, and Zhang Jiu'e was full of words to his mouth, "Jiuding, and he has sealed this body cultivation when he has been in the mountains, and he has thought about it for a while since he went to the mountain." ”

After finishing speaking, Lao Dao turned to the third watch of the night, and he didn't care about the number of elders and young people, and bowed slightly with his hands in fists, and said: "It's all the fault of the family so far, I don't know how to deal with it, can the second lady and the third son be satisfied?" ”

The veteran posture of the identity is not clear, and it is good to be respectful.

"Poor Dao Zhang Shangfu, for Wudang to compensate the third prince and the second miss, and I hope that the third son and the second miss will forgive."

Wudang took office, Zhang Shangfu.