"Bafang Temple ......"

The Taoist who holds the black chess follows the sight of the old monk, the sea of clouds is surging and the wind is whistling, as far as the eye can see, only the four rounds of the sun hang high in the sky, blooming with brilliance, as if eternal and unchanged.

At the mention of this, Nie Xianshan was a little touched in his heart.

The Bafang Temple only exists in legends, and it is said that it has only appeared a few times in thousands of years, and each time it will bring heaven and earth shocks, and at the same time, countless opportunities will be born.

From ancient times to the present, there are only a few 'supreme masters' who are related to the Bafang Temple.

What he misses the most is the divine soldiers, and according to legend, the twelve Heavenly Fortune Xuan Soldiers are also related to the Bafang Temple.

"I heard that Emperor Qian once entered the Bafang Temple, and found the Zhenhai Xuan tortoise shell during it?"

Nie Xianshan was undecided.

"Shen Qisheng is not easy to deceive, since he has joined the imperial court, I am afraid that most of it is true."

The old monk urged him to fall down, retracted his gaze, and looked subtle: "The spirit turtle on the coast of the East China Sea may have come from the Bafang Temple. ”

"That Spirit Turtle ......"

Nie Xianshan's face was full of disgust: "That evil beast is more difficult than those beast gods, but I don't know how to look at the evil god sect, it's really ......."

"It's nothing more than a sacrifice."

Long Yingchan pinched the two white eyebrows that hung down to his chin:

"Speaking of which, the ten-year covenant between the spirit turtle and us has only been in the past few years."

"Three years."

Nie Xianshan added.

It was eight years ago that the spirit turtle of the negative hall fell from the sky to the shore of the East China Sea, when the world shook, and the masters of the five great dao sects and the imperial court all flocked to it.

After many vicious battles, the spirit turtle was finally invincible, but the strength of its spirit armor was almost not inferior to that of the Heavenly Fortune Xuanbing, and everyone couldn't help it, and finally made a ten-year covenant.

"It's just after the martial arts of the Dao, and the time is okay."

Long Yingchan nodded: "Whether the spirit turtle is here or not, you will have to go through it at that time." ”

"Xing Lie should have made up a hundred forms, if he can cultivate the 'Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon' to the sixth level in the past few years, he may not be able to overwhelm the crowd."

Nie Xianshan stroked his long beard in his hand, and he was most obsessed with the spirit turtle.

There was something in the palace on the back of that evil beast that attracted him very much, but the spirit turtle was too strong, and no grandmaster-level master was allowed to step on it.

"Difficult."

Long Yingchan casually dropped a son and strangled the black dragon on the chessboard, squinting slightly:

"Xinglie's talent is not bad, but it can't be said to be unparalleled in the world, and he is a little younger, and it is difficult to overpower the heroes of the world, even if Wenhua and others help him, I am afraid that it will not be successful."

"Why bother? The main hall carried by the spirit turtle stretched for more than ten miles, and it was expected that there were a lot of good things. ”

Nie Xianshan frowned, he had no chance of winning on the chessboard: "Speaking of which, that elephant has received a good disciple, peerless funds, how much waste has been given to him." ”

Long Yingchan frowned slightly and didn't speak.

"He was too obsessed, and he knew that he couldn't overcome the ten thousand streams, so he pinned his hopes on his disciples......"

Nie Xianshan sighed:

"That's a thousand streams, how many can beat him throughout the ages?"

"Just follow him."

Long Yingchan fell again: "Don't fight with him for that Li Yuan, be careful that he fights with you." ”

"It's just a pity."

Nie Xianshan waved his hand and coughed lightly: "But after returning to the mountain this time, I will choose any person from the door as a disciple, no matter who it is, you are not allowed to refuse." ”

"Oh?"

Long Yingchan stirred up his white eyebrows, and naturally knew what he was talking about: "You dare to ask for the master of Xuanbing?" ”

"Why don't you dare? Poor Dao, but I don't believe that anyone can kill me! ”

Nie Xianshan snorted coldly.

He never believed the statement of the master of the Xuanbing, the Kejia, the Kemaster, and the Keshimen.

"Then it's up to you."

Long Yingchan didn't care much either.

Nie Xianshan's abandoned son admitted defeat, his eyes blazing:

"Senior brother, after returning to the mountain this time, I will prepare for military refining."

"Have you scraped together enough materials?"

Long Yingzen's expression changed slightly.

The Dragon and Tiger Temple has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, and there is no shortage of grandmasters and great masters from generation to generation.

It's just that the gods have spirits and choose their own masters, and martial artists who have not entered the Tao are difficult to recognize unless they are extremely talented and compatible.

But for the grandmaster, the threshold is lowered a lot, and among the grandmasters in the world, there are only a few people who cannot recognize the master.

Nie Xianshan is one of them.

"That's enough."

Nie Xianshan gritted his teeth.

It was a sullen breath that had been held in his heart for decades.

For this reason, he has been running around all year round, shuttling through many treacherous places, and even going to sea many times, in order to make up enough to build his divine weapon.

"Your demands are very high, but no one may dare to take your job."

Long Yingchan is not optimistic, but he also knows how deep Nie Xianshan's obsession is:

"Well, for the sake of safety, invite a few more craftsmen to discuss before we start."

"Thank you, brother."

Nie Xianshan's brows furrowed.

"Wow!"

At this time, the golden eagle suddenly let out a long roar that resounded through the sky.

Long Yingchan lowered his eyes, his eyes seemed to pass through the air at a height of 10,000 meters, and he saw a huge city adjacent to mountains and surrounded by water on three sides.

He glanced at it, and then chuckled:

"It's not a small cowardice."

……

Hengshan City.

As the end of the year approaches, the city is becoming lively.

Although there is no saying about the New Year's festival in Hengshan City, but around the end of the year, the business is also the most prosperous time, and the various restaurants and teahouses are even full.

"It was too late, but it was fast, only to hear a thunder roar, Yuan Qing Zhenren stepped into the air, and pointed his sword at the snake demon man......

That Yuanqing Zhenren is really a genius of the heavens, although he has not yet passed the vein, but with only a body of shape-changing martial arts, in one battle, he actually killed the snake demon Taoist who had his true qi into the bone marrow of his internal organs, and his fame shocked the world in one fell swoop! ”

In a small tavern, there was a subdued voice from Mr. Storyteller, talking about Yuan Qingchuan.

There are a lot of drinkers in the tavern, some people are drinking, and some people are listening to stories.

"Tsk."

In the corner, Lin Chonghu shook his wine glass: "The storyteller's words are exaggerated, but the deeds of this Yuanqing real person are indeed ups and downs. ”

The rivers and lakes in the storyteller's mouth are thrilling, and it seems that the master seems to have grown out of the ground, and he can't kill them endlessly.

But in fact, the vast majority of martial artists are unwilling to make a move unless they have a chance of winning, and there are many deeds of killing and changing shapes, and on the contrary, there are very few.

Not to mention the easy form of killing the marrow? This is not a small number, at least not a few times in two hundred years.

"The fact that Yuanqing Biography can be spread so widely is that it is attractive enough."

Fang Chaotong put down the wine glass, ate and drank slowly, and when he spoke, he communicated at the same time:

"In the Dragon and Tiger Temple, is there any news?"

"That Douyue monk is really a character, that Chu Xuankong has been dead for almost half a month, and only then has the news circulated, and his disciples and maids have all been detained and interrogated......

Lin Chonghu's expression was solemn, he didn't want to come to Hengshan City.

Even if Long Yingchan took a group of elders down the mountain, the sect was empty, but how terrifying was the foundation of the Taoist sect?

"How did you die?"

Fang Chaotong's expression was calm, as if he had expected it.

"It is said that he was assassinated by an assassin outside the house, but there is really no information about it."

Lin Chonghu put down his wine glass, and when he heard the news, he hurriedly came to report that he really wanted to retreat immediately.

"The inner gate of the dragon and tiger, the place covered by the health furnace, and the dragon Xixiang and Helian Feng are in charge, which assassin dares to go?"

Fang Chaotong sneered.

The assassin who killed Chu Xuankong must have come from the Dragon and Tiger Temple.

Lin Chonghu also thought so in his heart, but he didn't care, he just frowned: "It doesn't matter who killed Chu Xuankong, protect the Fa, we should leave quickly." ”

"Since the Thousand Spirits Tablet has entered the Dragon and Tiger Temple, one person will inevitably come out, Chu Xuankong is dead, and there must be another person here, what is the obstacle?"

Fang Chaotong turned his wine glass, smiling rather than smiling: "You don't think that the old man sent out the Thousand Spirit Monument just to help Chu Xuankong enter the sect, right?" ”

"Ritual?!"

Lin Chonghu's color changed, and his scalp was numb: "Protector of the Dharma, don't do it!" ”

The shock in his heart was so great that he almost screamed, but when he saw Fang Chaotong's reddened eyes, he felt a chill in his heart.

"The old man has prepared the sacrifice, and he will start it tonight, I want to see where Li Yuanba is hiding......

Fang Chaotong's voice suddenly stopped.

Lin Chonghu raised his head, and the tavern suddenly darkened, it was a burly monk with a very tall stature and a large body.

He stood at the door of the tavern in a robe, bronzed, like a wall blocking the light.

"Master Douyue!"

Someone in the tavern exclaimed, and then fell silent.

Some people looked around, and more people had quietly retreated, some flocked to the back door, some broke out of the window, and even worse, smashed directly through the wall and dispersed in embarrassment.

On the street, a cadre of merchants and pedestrians saw this, and they also dispersed, both old and young, all very skilled.

"Fang Chaotong!"

At the gate, Dou Yue's eyes lit up and looked at the corner: "You are not small, dare to come to Hengshan City!" ”

"Speaking of guts, you are still big enough to dare to talk to the old man like this!"

Fang Chaotong drank the wine in the cup unhurriedly, Lin Chonghu had already stood up as if he was facing a great enemy, looked around, and felt a slight chill in his heart.

A gray-clad swordsman stared at him through the window.

And apart from the two of them, outside of this street and tavern, there are at least ten or more marrow refining martial artists!

Bang!

The wine glass in Fang Chaotong's hand fell, and there was a deafening explosion:

"You also deserve to fight the old man?"

Bang!

In an instant, the five-story tavern was trembling and collapsed.

"Where is the dragon sunset?!"

Fang Chaotong rose up with his long body, and one after another true qi moved around his body, swinging away a large number of fallen wood and stone tiles, and his long roar soared into the sky.

People also fly into the sky.

"Roar!"

Like thunder out of the mountains.

At the same time as he soared into the sky, Fang Chaotong's shriveled and thin body instantly swelled to the outside of Zhang Xu, and his muscles and bones exploded and seemed to protrude.

He worships the four kings of flesh and blood, and the strength of his body has already reached an unbelievable point, and with a long roar, half of Hengshan City was shocked!

"Divine Armor!"

On the long street, Dou Yue's heart was shocked, but his movements were not half slow, he stepped a little, and the entire long street trembled.

Then, he also rose to the sky.

"Aang!"

True Qi gushed out, and the robe on Dou Yue's body also glowed with golden light, emitting the sound of a dragon's groan that resounded throughout the city.

"Damn, they all have divine armor!"

On the other side, Han Tong drew his knife and slashed at Lin Chonghu, who fled from the road, scolding secretly in his heart, and couldn't help but envy.

Divine soldiers are rare, and divine armor is even rarer, and when he sees two of them this time, he is a little hot.

"Join your mother!"

Lin Chonghu, who was dodging in embarrassment and his heart was beating like thunder, was already scolding.

Mo said that he can be exchanged for blood, that is, he is a great result of blood exchange, how can he beat Han Tong?

Rumble!

In the air, there was a violent collision.

The people in the nearby city were all scattered in shock, and some of them boldly looked up at the sky, only to see a brilliant golden dragon roaring and flicking its tail, colliding with a hideous and ferocious 'King Kong' in the air.

In just a moment, the shadow of the dragon dimmed, and Monk Douyue only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole person had exploded and fell, smashing into the tavern that had become a ruin.

"Good boy, you can't die if you take the old man? You can't be left behind! ”

A blow shook the dragon down, and Fang Chao's concentric killing intent surged, and when the words echoed, he had already slapped Monk Douyue with a palm, and enveloped the other masters who came to help.

His killing intent was so hot, when he exchanged blood for success, it was impossible for him to receive a blow from the grandmaster, let alone a grandmaster wearing divine armor?

Airplanes!

But before this palm fell, his heart trembled, and a chill suddenly came, as if he wanted to freeze him.

He saw a white light coming from the distance, but this crisis could never come from the dragon that had been seriously injured for decades......

"Ahh

Lin Chonghu screamed miserably, and was slashed to the ground by Han Tong, he was facing the sky on his back, but his face was bloodless.

It was also at this time that Fang Chaotong, who had landed on top of a restaurant, also raised his head.

Airplanes!

The huge humming sound spread for hundreds of miles.

On the main peak of Longmen, in the small courtyard of the fence, Li Yuan, who was shocked by the breath of the dragon sunset, looked up.

I saw that the clouds and mist on Hengshan City were surging like a tide and a sea, and there seemed to be a majestic dragon's eyes flashing, and its claws were pressed, and the wind and clouds followed.

"Canglong Probe Claw!"

Looking at the top-down dragon claws, Li Yuan's mind went blank.

In a trance, he seemed to see an ancient heavenly dragon swimming in the sea of clouds, and with one claw at will, it had surpassed any martial arts mastery.

A look at it from afar, as if you want to grab the entire Hengshan City!