At noon, I had to watch the Wudang thousands of words, and in a trance, I saw the breath that even everyone in the Daomen could not realize from the handwriting that was naturally integrated with the great technique and Wuwei, and the true meaning of the Daomen that many heads of Wudang had written for thousands of years to express their hearts and fingertips infiltrated into the words and lines resonated, and they could build a symbiotic bridge between the breath of their own body and the power of heaven and earth in just a few breaths, and they could be turned into their own use, and the meridians in the body were restored as before. That kind of energy that is different from many methods in the world is full in an instant, and it is indeed mysterious and mysterious.

Among them, there are some people who have attained the Great Dao and ascended to the immortal realm five hundred years ago, and the things left in the world may not be of any use, but this ink treasure is the most inconspicuous but the most wonderful.

The so-called words are like their people, ink contains their aspirations, and a person's temperament can be seen from the words, and it must be this stroke and stroke to connect with people, so that it can appear.

There was once a calligrapher outside the mountain who once said that what a person writes is easy to fake, but how to write is difficult to hide its roots.

The grip between the vicarious and the supremacy is trembling and hanging, and the square inch is the big weather, containing the things that have been done on the road that has been walked in this life, the style is like this, and the mood is like this, so that you can get the true appearance in the flowing water.

These characters who have gained a place among the immortals, the ink treasures left behind are a portrayal of their cultivation path, reflecting the nature of human beings, and naturally it is a rare opportunity.

For this unexpected windfall from the sky, Ye San is more natural but disrespectful, after all, Zhang Sanfeng, who cultivates the three divine powers of life and divination, and has a major cultivation, can't see the essence of this, such a good thing that is very beneficial, don't be in vain.

It's just that the third watch of the night also felt sorry for this Wudang, and he was looking for the opportunity to look for the lantern all over the world, and he stepped on one under his feet, and he didn't know it, which was sad and sad.

I have to say that such a unique opportunity is absolutely unavoidable, and the serious injury, the breath in the body has been depleted to the point that it has not been able to gather a trace for two or three days, but after absorbing this qi machine, it has recovered as before, how can it not be angry and Chang'an?

Such a subtle transformation is unusual. At the moment, you can feel the subtlety of it, the distance between a breath and a breath is more than half a foot, and the wind under your feet is like entering the realm of nothingness, which makes people feel very happy in the spring breeze.

Thinking of the watershed some time ago, the good and the lower guests were born step by step, and Ye San couldn't help but feel that it was nothing more than right now.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious experience, with a flash of inspiration, can only be understood. Rushing eastward to the tea, he still didn't see the messenger, and Yesan had to stop looking for it.

According to the initial discussion, in the event of an emergency, the fireworks used in the altar in the Dao Gate are the letters, two breaths at a time, three times in a row, and now I am afraid that it will not be discovered after the first time, so that it is too late to send the second time?

The murderer's methods are cruel, and it is not known how to cultivate, so after a long time, he has not seen the second message, how can this not make people think crankily?

The passage of time, the blink of an eye, and the unpredictableness of the moment, are indeed excruciating. Not far away, a soft groan broke through the sky.

Taoist magic, green cow moo. It is rumored that the Taoist Lao Jun has cultivated the supreme method, and the west out of the letter valley was blocked by the gangsters, and sighed on the green cow that the world is full of people, non-personnel, non-things, and non-things, so he reprimanded with great magical powers, and the green cow under the seat couldn't bear it, mooing and mooing, and the sound of one person and one cow came and went, which actually awakened the nature of the bad man's heart.

Such a mysterious method is called the green cow moo by the Taoist gate. The feet of the third watch of the night turned sharply and swept out obliquely. Under the slanting sun, there are spots of light and shadow, but it is definitely not beautiful at this time.

In the dense forest, only half a mile from the mountainside Youting Pavilion, a gray-clothed Taoist priest was fighting with a woman.

As expected, it was Jiugong Yan. Jiugongyan showed her true face this time, which was unexpected. The two short-bladed dancing tigers and tigers were vigorous, the swords were dead, and the Taoist priest parried left and right, obviously dwarfed.

It's just that without waiting for Ye San's change to make a move, Jiugongyan's two short knives attacked more fiercely, and after forcing the opponent back, he didn't attack, and his body retreated and then retreated to a distance of four or five zhang from each other, looking at each other from afar.

"Wait a minute." Jiugongyan raised her hand to stop the night three watches who were about to come forward, smiling. Ye San was even more stunned and stopped, not knowing what medicine was sold in this woman's gourd.

Compared with this, Ye San's bigger question now is naturally this woman, who is still laughing.

"It's only been a few days, and the third son is so good-looking." Jiugongyan greeted with a smile. Ye San didn't know whether to laugh or how, and wondered: "How can you laugh?" ”

"Why can't I laugh?" Jiugong Yan asked rhetorically,

"What, what does the third prince think I should do at this time? Cry? "The night three looked around, the meaning was obvious,

"Right now, can you get out of the way? Or to get out alive? ”

"Why not?" Jiugong Yan's rhetorical question again made Ye San even more confused. Indeed, as she showed at the watershed moment, it is tantamount to suicide to throw herself into the net now, which is not like what she can do.

Ye San looked around more vigilantly, obviously worried that there would be helpers hiding around, such as Mo Wancheng, such as Zhang Jiuding, even if it was Han Dingtian, Ye San did not dare to guarantee the sneak attack of any of these people, if he was against Shangjiugong Yan, he would be able to respond in time.

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of Yan Ji, and denied his own thoughts, if these people appeared here, Yan Ji should also come back.

Then she has other back-hands. For this woman's deep thoughts, Yesan is already a little bit of a soldier.

Speculating on various possibilities, Ye Sangen first asked the Taoist priest about his identity. The gray-clothed Taoist priest called himself Zhang Tianjing, and waited for the order of the master Zhang Jiu'e to follow Taishan to send Shi to dare to be, there was no trace halfway, all the way to search, met this woman sneaky in the forest, and when he asked, he started to move, and he was in a hurry to whistle as a signal, but there was no chance to send a second time, and he could only use the Taoist means to disturb the opponent's mind by disturbing the enemy's mind, and also trying to attract people to help.

Ye San didn't know whether to praise him for hitting a blind cat and touching a dead mouse or blaming him for reporting the wrong letter, but the other party was Jiugongyan, which can be regarded as an acceptable result at the moment.

Jiugongyan stood not far away and quietly listened to the conversation between the two, seeing that she was so calm, she didn't seem to have any intention of running away at all, and after listening to the words of the Taoist priest who called herself Zhang Tianjing, she was still very proud, and said quite proudly: "It seems that I also broke your game by mistake, and it can be regarded as a horse of Saion." "Ye Sangen is really not in a hurry to catch this Fuying woman now, to be honest, after delaying the time and waiting for the others to come, no matter who comes, wouldn't the odds be greater?

After all, this woman is very cunning, and Ye San can't guarantee that Jiugong Yan can still be so calm in such a situation, what is it relying on.

Be careful. So Ye San said: "Then what did you appear here for in the first place?" There was this question, but it was just to delay time, but it didn't come to an end, Jiugong Yan replied truthfully: "I'm looking for an opportunity to seek revenge on you." was told so frankly by the other party, as the protagonist of the night three smiled: "It's understandable, so, did you find it?" ”

"Found it." The answer is very honest. But it made Ye San even more like falling into the fog, and instead laughed angrily: "Right here? Jiugongyan smiled but said nothing.

Ye Sangen said again: "Don't say that you can't beat me, even if you can, I still have a helper." And ......"

"And there's going to be more coming, aren't they?" Jiugong Yan snatched the talk, and what she showed was definitely a win-winning look.

This determination, Ye San doesn't know where she got this confidence. Jiugong Yan didn't hide it either, and said, "I burned the Taihe Palace, do you think anyone else will come?" This sentence made Ye Sangen stunned, and the gray-clothed Taoist Zhang Tianjing beside him had already made a move and rushed away.

After all, the Taihe Hall that enshrines the Emperor Zhenwu is the spiritual support of the Taoist priests in Wudang, and even if he dies, he cannot afford to have the obsession of half the difference.

Zhang Tianjing's figure disappeared into the forest, and Ye San naturally didn't care, in fact, it was the same with him or without him at the moment, if he fought alone, Ye San believed that he could kill her in a short time.

There was a smoky smell of charcoal in the air, and the fire was not small.

"And then?" Ye Sangen asked,

"Kill me?" Jiugongyan, who is still very honest, confessed again,

"I can't beat you."

"And your backhand?" This time she didn't rush to answer, Jiugong Yan fell into deep thought, as if she was weighing the pros and cons, as if she was talking to herself, and said, "Forget it, I can't say it yet." "The night three pouted,

"Is that there?" Jiugongyan looked incredulous,

"You're not talking nonsense, Mo Wancheng's old guy didn't have a little influence on you when he was there, do you think I can deal with you alone? Are you stupid for me? The other party's all-knowing appearance made Ye San a little overwhelmed, so much so that he didn't know where to start next, and even what to say was a problem.

Simply, the third night directly threw out the most fundamental place here.

"You killed those Daomen real people?"

"It's not."

"What did you do?"

"It's not." Two questions and two answers, and the night three smiled more bitterly. If she lies, she has been very honest since they met.

If she didn't lie, but in the current situation, could it be that there are still people behind the scenes? Seeing that Ye San was even more hesitant, he could almost guess his thoughts, and Jiugong Yanfu added,

"My old man made it."

"Huh?" Although Jiugongyan's answer again and again was to answer, it made the problem more complicated again and again.

So Jiugongyan continued to explain: "I don't get involved with the old man of my family, and I never participate in his arrangement. Ye Sangen asked, "So you know the plan?" Almost able to guess the other party's next question, Jiugongyan said frankly again: "I know, but I can't say." But I can tell you one thing, the pair of Taoist couples of the Laoshan faction should be in danger now. Ye Sangen's brows furrowed, and he suddenly realized that the three people, including Shi Kangdang, had not yet arrived, but he had told them.

Whether Laoshan sent a Taoist monk over or not was not considered, and that Shi dared to be such a good person, but he didn't... As soon as he thought of this, Ye San didn't dare to think about it anymore, and said in surprise: "Everything is done by the Taishan faction? Jiugongyan shook her head and said, "Half right and half wrong, this time it was, it wasn't before." "Confused again, the night three watches are now clouds and mountains and fog covers, and I can't figure it out.

Jiugong Yan smiled and said, "Forget it, don't guess, I'll tell you directly." Directly putting the double knives in the scabbard at her waist, the woman from Fuying continued: "The mastermind behind this is Hu Feizhen, who follows the method of the gods under the smoke supplemented by the Xiangxi Gu technique, which can control people's minds, and now I am afraid that the little Taoist priest of the Taishan faction will be controlled by Hu Feizhen." Looking at Ye San even more confused, Jiugongyan sighed,

"Still don't understand? You're stupid. ”

"Liaodong Xiangxiang School and Xiangxi Sect..."

"If there is no Xiangxi Sect, who said that there is only Xiangxi Church Gu Technique?" Jiugongyan didn't have to wait for the third watch of the night to answer before answering, such an attitude was indeed an endless honesty.

"For what?"

"Protestantism."

"Why are you acting in Wudang?"

"The original intention was to provoke a battle between the Daomen, so that there was a good opportunity to take advantage of it."

"Daomen Lotus Pond is also your doing?"

"My old man's means."

"Why are you telling me this now?" One question and one answer, quick question and quick answer, all questions must be answered. If a woman doesn't even think, she can't be called honest, but honest.

It's just that he stopped on this issue now, not thinking, but fading all the original smiles, and replacing them with a coquettish look that wants to speak first and is ashamed.

"Because I like you a little bit." She said.

"......" This woman is a goblin.