"Senior brother, how about we have a fight?"

Wu Changqing suddenly looked at Hong Xixiang and said.

"I ...... I'm not going to fight. ”

Hong Xixiang's expression froze, and then there was a bitterness on his face.

It may be true that you can't fight, but without the ability to fight people, it's impossible.

Wu Changqing understood what Hong Xixiang meant.

Daomen cultivation, martial arts is one side, and the other side is the way of heaven.

Hong Xixiang has only cultivated the way of heaven since he entered the mountain, and his master, who has ascended, left a proverb for him.

"If you don't become the first in the world, you can't go down the mountain."

So Hong Hee-sang has an unclear relationship with his eldest sister.

It is because of this proverb that Hong Xixiang wants to enter the martial arts from heaven to become the first in the world.

This made him now, even though the Great Rhubarb Court has been cultivated to the greatest completion, the cultivation realm is no different from five years ago.

Although it is a product, it is still so unclear that you are not in a fixed one-product realm.

Wu Changqing looked at Hong Xixiang with an embarrassed expression.

But he didn't give the other party a reason to refuse at all.

His figure was placed in Hong Xixiang's eyes, just standing in place and gradually fading.

Hong Xixiang was so shocked that he didn't even have time to react, Wu Changqing had already put a hand on his shoulder.

A grinning face.

"Senior brother, you have to be enlightened wholeheartedly, and you want to achieve the first place in the world with this."

"It may be ten years or so, and then the deceased will become the deceased."

"I'm afraid you can't regret it, let the junior brother help you."

Wu Changqing has been in retreat for five years, and since he has been out of the customs, he naturally wants to verify his current strength and state.

Today's Hong Xixiang is a very good opponent.

"Senior brother, you ......"

When Hong Xixiang heard this, his expression suddenly froze.

For another layer of meaning in Wu Changqing's words.

How could he not understand.

Could it be that Wu Changqing saw through his thoughts? Aware of the karmic entanglement between himself and the Beiliang Red Cloth?

See what the future will happen again?

Especially when you hear the words "regret is out of reach".

Hong Hee-sang felt a pain in his heart for no reason, as if he was really afraid that something like that would happen.

He no longer hesitated, even after nineteen years in the mountains, he had never touched anyone.

But this time, he couldn't help but want to give it a try.

Come to think of it.

Hong Xixiang's expression suddenly became sharper, and he grabbed Wu Changqing's palm on his shoulder with one hand.

Five years have passed.

Wu Changqing, who is now thirteen years old, is no longer inferior to Hong Xixiang in terms of size, both of them are 1.8 meters tall.

There is no difference of six years between the two at all.

Hong Xixiang suddenly made a move, and Wu Changqing saw it in his eyes, and he actually smiled slightly.

Before the two of them moved completely.

The qi engines of the two have already clashed together.

Although Hong Xixiang is a mortal, he has cultivated the Heavenly Dao, and his own qi is actually able to compete with Wu Changqing's aura.

Grabbing Wu Changqing's right wrist with one hand, Hong Xi immediately shifted his body and pushed towards Wu Changqing's chest with one palm.

Believing in the strength of his junior brother, he has no mercy in this palm.

The knot fell firmly on Wu Changqing.

He doesn't know what his strength is now, but if he wants to compare with the Wushuang five years ago, he is definitely not weaker than the other party, and even much stronger than the other party.

This palm, if it is that peerless, it will definitely resist with all its might.

But what he didn't expect was this.

Wu Changqing was facing Hong Xixiang's seemingly soft palm, but in fact, he was secretly surging and mysterious, but he didn't defend at all.

At the moment when the palm of the hand falls on the body.

His body was like a feather, and it was slapped away.

After flying out of front of Hong Xixiang, he landed softly and slowly on a rock.

The face was still smiling, without the slightest abnormality.

Hong Xixiang's eyes were bright, and he immediately stepped on it, and his body was also extremely fast and seemed to be very gentle across a distance of more than a zhang, and he came to Wu Changqing again.

Palms out together, up and down.

Wu Changqing was about to jump backwards, but Hong Xixiang held on tightly and also followed with steps.

Then there was a strange scene like two white rainbows wandering in the mountains and forests.

The mountain behind the main peak of Wudang.

Originally, this was just a retreat place for Wang Chonglou alone.

But at this time, there are five veterans who are not small, cross-legged here, and are cultivating this rhubarb court.

Only Wang Chonglou and Song Zhiming stood in the mountains, looking at the deep mountains where the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was located.

Even if they are miles away, the two of them seem to have clairvoyance, and they can see the scene of Wu Changqing and Hong Xi fighting each other.

"Evergreen's progress in the past five years can be said to be a leap."

"Although the junior brother is similar, there is still a gap compared to Changqing."

Song Zhiming twisted his beard lightly and laughed softly.

"If Changqing was born eight hundred years ago, he might not know that the legend of Lu Zu has been passed down to this day."

"Now that the young man is only thirteen, he can compete with Hong Xi, who is about to open his mind."

"It is conceivable that the future evergreen will be able to reach unprecedented heights."

Wang Chonglou looked at the two white rainbows in the mountains and forests in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss, those people from Longhu Mountain are almost at the foot of the mountain."

At this moment, a little Taoist priest came to the back mountain and reported to Wang Chonglou.

Almost at the same time.

The five veterans sitting cross-legged on the back mountain all opened their eyes in unison, and their eyes were full of light.

"It's finally time for this day."

"Five years ago, Longhu Mountain had predicted that the rise of our Wudang Mountain was imminent, and the incense would be able to catch up with Longhu Mountain in less than ten years."

"I specially ordered the Taoist priests to spread the letter of martial arts, saying that after five years, the two Taoist sects will determine the name of the Taoist ancestral court in the next twenty years in the way of discussing the Tao."

"Poor Dao is waiting for this day, but he can't wait."

Elder Chen Yu, who was in charge of the Punishment Hall, had a pair of tiger eyes and a strong spirit.

He was one of the seven people who practiced the Great Yellow Court, because the entrance to the Great Yellow Court that Wu Changqing had comprehended allowed him to directly enter the Heavenly Phenomena Realm.

There has been a qualitative leap in strength, even against the four heavenly masters of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who are in full swing, he is not worthy.

"Let's go, let's go to the main peak and so on."

Wang Chonglou was also shocked, and immediately walked towards the front mountain.

Wudang Mountain Road.

It's much more lively than ever.

Not only because of the magnificent weather of Wudang Mountain today, but also because of today's mountain road.

There were more than 30 people in a group, dressed in other Taoists who were different from the plain white robes worn by the Wudang Taoist priests.

The leader of these Daoists is an old man dressed in a purple gold Taoist robe and immortal wind bones.

The disciples who followed were all dressed in gray shirts and coats, wearing black crowns, and they were all extraordinary.

But the most eye-catching thing has to be the purple-clothed girl in a group of Taoist priests.

The eldest lady of the Xuanyuan family in Huishan, Xuanyuan Qingfeng.