Some time ago, the head of Chongxu Dao did instruct, saying that he was going to be busy for a while, if it was something important, there was no need to bother, and during this period, the characters of several sects came to visit and pushed it off.

Who is this kid who can let the head of Chongxu Dao take the time to greet him in person?

And not only the real person in charge, but also the seven uncles are all on the list - this scene can't help but remind the gatekeeper of the battle when the master of Shaolin Fang Zheng came a few years ago.

But what is the identity of Master Fangzheng? How old is this kid? Who is eligible for such benefits?

Everyone was puzzled for a while, and they couldn't think of any young man from any school in the rivers and lakes who could be worthy of this face.

But Dao Tong also knew that this was not something he could ask, so he didn't talk much, and he was a little lucky when he made eye contact.

Thankfully, they reported the news in time, and this is really a distinguished guest.

In fact, not to mention them, even Yan Ming himself was a little surprised, Chongxu Dao Chang gave himself too much face, and he felt a little flattered.

"How can the kid be virtuous, and the Taoist chief will greet him personally." Yan Ming hurriedly walked a few steps.

"Hey, Yan Xiaoyou is polite, this is not the place to talk, come with the poor road."

Daoist Chongxu grabbed Yan Ming very enthusiastically and led him into the mountain gate.

The welcoming Taoist children lined up on both sides, throwing curious and envious glances from time to time.

Chongxu Dao Chang and Yan Ming walked in front, and the seven sons of Wudang in the rear were all looking at Yan Ming carefully.

"This is the head of the swallow catcher who has set amazing records one after another?"

There was surprise in the eyes of several people.

Although they were full of praise for Yan Ming after they came back last time, they had heard of Yan Ming's name since they had heard of it, but when they really saw it, they found that Yan Ming was younger than they expected.

Walking and gestures, it is also difficult to see the depth of strength.

Several people exchanged glances, knowing that this was not because Yan Ming's strength was not good, nor that they were not good at vision, but it was precisely because the other party's strength was profound, and he had already achieved the ability to gather inside, implicit but not revealing, and it was easy to see the depth.

Chongxu Dao Chang acted like he hadn't seen an old friend for many years, regardless of the age gap between the two, and took Yan Ming straight to the hall.

On the way, Yan Ming also looked around at the internal landscape of the Wudang Sect, which really had a quiet meaning, and from time to time he could see some pilgrims who were borrowing to practice.

Soon, Yan Ming was taken to the living room, and after sitting down, he informed him of his intention.

At first, Daoist Chongxu still had a smiling expression, but when he heard the name Gongsun Oolong and his relationship with the death of Scholar Qi and Master Zhiqing, Daoist Chongxu gradually became serious.

"Well, if that Gongsun Oolong comes to provoke, it is indeed tricky."

But as soon as his gaze turned, he fell on Yan Ming, and he chuckled lightly again.

"Of course, if Yan Xiaoyou is here, then you can sit back and relax."

Chong Xudao's words were full of trust.

Since the last separation, Chongxu Dao Chang has heard that Yan Ming has done several major things, and among the masters he has won, there are many people who are not inferior to Gongsun Oolong, and this is not a hard word.

It's just that the rest of the Wudang sect's Dao Masters are skeptical.

After talking about this matter, Daoist Chongxu immediately ordered someone to prepare a dormitory for Yan Ming.

"The conditions of the contemptible faction have always been bitter, I hope Yan Xiaoyou will not dislike it."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"By the way, the last time I exchanged experiences with Yan Xiaoyou, I thought about it for a long time after I came back, and there are still a few unclear joints in this empty and clear concept......"

Chongxu Dao Chang was about to open the conversation box and talk about martial arts with Yan Ming.

Someone next to him hurriedly stepped forward and said something in Chongxu Daochang's ear.

Chong Xudao was stunned for a moment, and then patted his forehead with a smile.

"Look at my memory, when I saw Yan Xiaoyou, I was so excited that I forgot about the thing I was busy with just now."

"In this way, Yan Xiaoyou is not an outsider, and his eyesight is extraordinary, which may be of great help to us in studying the technique. Yan Xiaoyou may come with me and see how I send a formation? ”

"Huh?"

Yan Ming was holding the teacup, smashing the taste, comparing the similarities and differences between the tea in Wudang Mountain and the tea in a pot of several hundred taels of silver in Huamanlou.

Listening to Chong Xudao's words, he suddenly became interested.

To be honest, Yan Ming is still quite interested in formations, and has always wanted to see them, and he has experienced a lot of battles large and small, but he is extremely rare for formations.

That is, some time ago, those people brought by Qi Yunxuan set up a formation.

Although it is not possible to fight Yan Ming, it is really interesting, it can enhance the play of their strength, if it is not against Yan Ming, but a different opponent, it is really difficult to be defeated.

Formations are rare in the rivers and lakes, but those that can be mixed up with fame are all high-quality and unique.

For example, the beggar gang's dog-fighting formation, Shaolin's arhat formation, and the Wuyue Sword School's sword formation......

This Wudang faction's formation must not be weak.

"I ...... May I? ”

"Of course, this array is our painstaking research, but there are still quite shortcomings, and we have to ask Yan Xiaoyou to help me and give suggestions."

As he spoke, Daoist Chongxu stood up.

instructed several Taoist leaders in the Wudang faction to deal with this matter, and at the same time pulled Yan Ming and led the seven sons of Wudang to the back.

The head of Chongxu Dao didn't seem to shy away from Yan Ming.

After walking for a distance, he passed through several courtyards and arrived at the practice ground inside the Wudang Sect.

The vicinity of here is becoming more and more pure, not to mention ordinary pilgrims, even many disciples in the Wudang Sect are not qualified to come here.

On the spacious practice ground, there are still many Wudang disciples, fingering long swords, and practicing formations.

As soon as Yan Ming arrived nearby, he saw that the formation formed by this disciple had a strong sense of hierarchy, and with a password, he could teleport and change the formation.

Although it was only the position of the disciples that had moved, at first glance, I could only feel that the long sword was dense, dense and dense, one after another, and a killing aura faintly emerged.

"This is the formation of the Wudang Sect? Sure enough, it's kind of interesting. ”

Yan Ming looked at it, and there was a little appreciation in his heart.

If you are against the enemy, don't say anything else, but this unpredictable formation can already stun the opponent.

Daoist Chongxu looked at Yan Ming's expression from the side, as if he intended to show off, and nodded to his subordinate Daoist.

The Taoist priest immediately understood, and with an order, the disciples who formed the formation worked even harder, and the formation changed one after another, but they couldn't see the rules.

Then a group of disciples not far away joined in with their finger long swords, although there were more people, they were not chaotic, but they naturally merged into a whole, making the scale of the formation larger and more varied.

Yan Ming looked at it for a while and couldn't help but nodded.

"The Wudang faction really has a profound background, this formation is very mysterious, and the people in the formation cooperate with each other, which can magnify the strength of individuals a lot."

"Yan Xiaoyou really has good eyesight."

"But I don't know what the name of this array is?"

"I'm ashamed to say that this formation is based on the remnants of the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation left by our ancestors, and after a period of enlightenment, the name has not been set yet, and in terms of subtlety, it is far inferior to the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation."

"Oh?"

Yan Ming was slightly surprised.

The True Martial Seven Interception Formation is lost?

But it's normal to think about it, Wudang has been passed down for several generations, and it has also experienced several major chaos in the middle, and it is normal to lose some exercises and formations.

No wonder the Taoist boy who watched the door before said that Chongxu Daoist was busy and generally didn't see customers, so he didn't lie.

However, looking at this modified and supplemented Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, Yan Ming couldn't help but feel a little eager to try it in his heart.

It seemed that the head of the Chongxu Dao also had this intention, so he opened his mouth to ask.

"If Yan Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, would you like to help us test this formation?"

"The people in our sect have similar martial arts paths, and they can't test the effect at all, and they don't want to be known by outsiders at present, Yan Xiaoyou is very knowledgeable, and he is a good friend of the contemptible faction, so he is a good candidate to help."

"Okay!"

Faced with the invitation of the head of the Chongxu Dao, Yan Ming agreed.

But I looked at the formation, and then I looked around.

"However, if it is only these disciples, it may not be possible."

Yan Ming pointed to a few places in the middle of the formation.

"These key nodes need to be replaced by martial artists above the Grandmaster Realm in order to show the true power of this formation, otherwise the whole is not compact enough, and it is easy to be broken by force."

Yan Ming didn't hide it, and said very bluntly.

Chong Xudao Chief, even a few Wudang faction masters and uncles in the rear were surprised when they heard this.

I was surprised that Yan Ming could see where the nodes were in a few glances, the place he was pointing to just now was the key to the formation, and indeed as he said, these places needed to be arranged for people to cultivate higher, so that the formation could be worn into one and the overall strength could be improved.

Otherwise, with just a few Qi and Blood Realm martial artists, it would be easy to cause a split in front of an extremely powerful enemy.

It's just that this key point suddenly made Yan Ming see it, which immediately made them a little frustrated.

After all, it is also a formation that has taken a lot of your hard work to make up, or is it the foundation of the Patriarch Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, is it so obvious?

In fact, how did they know that Yan Ming's Pure Yang Wuji Gong and Wudang Taiji Gong are the most orthodox Wudang inheritances, and even the Wudang faction has been lost.

Although there is no clear record of the content of the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, the concept is the same, and Yan Ming's understanding of the concept of Wudang martial arts naturally cannot be paced with common sense.

"Clear the void, clear the stop, clear the cause, you three up."

Chongxu Dao Chang pointed to three of the seven sons of Wudang and ordered.

Of course, this generation of Wudang Seven Sons is not as good as the generation taught by the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, only four of the seven are in the Grandmaster realm, but they are all very powerful, and they are also very powerful in the rivers and lakes.

"Obey the orders of the master."

The three of them immediately stepped forward, and at this time, the formation had stopped, and a large number of elite Wudang disciples broke away from the formation and stood not far away, breathing slightly.

They also looked at this young man who was courteously treated by the real person in charge, full of curiosity, but they were also full of confidence in the Wudang formation that they had practiced for many days.

Similarly, after the three grandmasters were in place, a sense of disbelief flashed in their hearts.

They want to see if this famous Guanzhong Shenzhu is in vain.

"Okay!"

Yan Ming saw that they were all ready, and he didn't shirk himself, straightened out the things on his body, and slowly walked into the practice ground.

In fact, this is a scramble, Yan Ming originally wanted to take off the knife, but thinking about the Wudang disciples, they all fingered the long sword, if he didn't take the weapon and broke into the battle empty-handed, would it be a bit too disrespectful, so he entered with a sword.

As soon as I stepped in, the scenery in front of me changed abruptly.

The Wudang disciples who were still standing just now suddenly moved, their bodies staggered like dense butterflies shuttling, accompanied by many sword lights that pierced the bottom of their eyes.

For a moment, the cold sword qi enveloped Yan Ming, and at the same time, the killing intent contained in it made his heart beat slightly.

This feeling of being in it is completely different from what it looks from the outside, more chaotic, more crisis-oriented, and more clueless.

Although the formation is composed of many individuals, under the blessing of the formation, all the qi and machine are connected, and the rings are closely linked, as if they are integrated into a whole.

This also means that the power they burst out is the effect of superimposing and then amplifying, so many elite Qi and Blood Realm disciples, plus three extremely strong Grandmaster Realm at the node, plus their pure and unified Xuanmen Zhenggong.

The power of the explosion made Yan Ming feel a lot of pressure.

"Yan Xiaoyou, be careful."

Qingxu reminded him, and the speed of the formation suddenly accelerated, and more than a dozen long swords stabbed in unison.

Before the sword arrived, the momentum had already condensed into a clear meaning, as if it had been condensed into an incomparably sharp giant sword aimed directly at Yan Ming, as if it was slow and fast, and it had arrived in front of him in an instant.

Boy!

Yan Ming exclaimed, if this is not a sword intent, but only about power, he is already about to catch up with the Ximen Blowing Snow he has seen before to make a sword.

The pressure reached his body, as if to force him to succumb.

But Yan Ming only twisted it slightly, and a layer of elastic force seemed to emerge on his body.

Directly take a coercion down, and unload the force in layers, dissipating in all directions of the body.

"Huh!"

The moment the long sword reached the body, Yan Ming had disappeared in place.

His magic is full of transformations, and it's still easy to dodge these.

But as soon as he took two steps, his body slowed down suddenly.

He wanted to dodge, but the formation didn't let her go, no matter how many steps he took, the formation changed accordingly, and he could always wrap him in the center.

A viscous qi machine seemed to envelop him in a strange energy center, causing his body's freedom to drop sharply, and he couldn't perform his body as he wanted, but was pulled slowly.

The long sword that had just been imposing turned into three handles, and it attacked from different directions again, locking Yan Ming's retreat.

"Good time!"

Yan Ming's body shook around, and he had already carried Tai Chi Gong, Tai Chi returned to the Yuan, and the two instruments were closed, and his movements suddenly slowed down, but it was like pulling many silk threads.

The three menacing forces and his body were pulled by Yan Ming's beard and changed direction slightly.

By the slightest mistake, the tip of the sword grazed Yan Ming, and directly collided with another sword momentum.

The two groups of Wudang Sect disciples were shocked by the shock, their bodies were crooked, their feet were bumpy, and they almost didn't stand firmly, and they made an oops.

And another sword momentum was quickly arced by Yan Ming's one hand and introduced in front of him.

With every inch forward, the strength weakened a little, and I don't know where it was unloaded.

"Okay, good to use the virtual to control the real!" The head of Chongxu Dao couldn't help but applaud.

The three Qingzi Sect Masters couldn't hold on their faces, and in the first two rounds of attacks, they didn't even force the Yan Ming knife out of the sheath? When the other party raised his hand, he unloaded his strength like a spring breeze and rain, which is incredible.

"Join the battle!"

Another group of sword-wielding Wudang sect disciples broke into the formation one after another.

The number of people in the formation suddenly doubled.

(End of chapter)