Seeing this scene, Zhiheng was even more incredulous.

Wu Changqing, the senior brother who once educated him ruthlessly, has been in the mountain for five years, and he has already defeated his junior uncle Hong Xixiang in the fight!

looked at Hong Hee-sang's breathless appearance.

Looking at Wu Changqing's face again, he was not red or panting, and he still had the heart to step forward and pat the dust on Hong Xixiang's clothes.

The two of them are martial arts and make judgments.

Zhiheng has a lot of respect for Wu Changqing.

"Senior brother...... I forgot to tell you. ”

"People from Longhu Mountain are coming today, and they want to talk to us in Wudang."

"I was originally going to compete with them for Taoist comprehension and fighting skills."

"But...... But I really don't have the strength now, if you want to fight, you have to do it for me. ”

Hong Xixiang was short of breath, his face turned red, and he pointed at Wu Changqing's lack of good air.

He never expected it.

This junior brother is already so strong.

If Zhiheng hadn't arrived in time, and the two of them would have fought another cup of tea, he would have been completely defeated.

Senior Brother's qi is too strong, even if he has been practicing for more than ten years, he can't compare.

It's so wicked.

"You have to practice with your bones."

"Gone."

"I happened to go and see the excitement too."

Wu Changqing squatted in front of Hong Xixiang with a smile on his face, and he patted Hong Xixiang's body with a lot of footprints on him.

Directly pull the other party up.

Half-pushed and half-pushed together towards the main peak.

This time, Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain decided on the road five years ago.

There are two parts.

Cultural fighting and legal fighting, or martial arts.

Wendou is naturally a competition in Taoism and Taoism.

However, this item has always been the Buddha's saying that the Buddha is reasonable, and although the debate is fierce, there is generally nothing to argue.

The most important thing is the fighting method.

One is to compete with the peachwood swordsmanship of the younger generation of Daomen, and the other is to compete with Daomen's classic techniques such as talisman formation.

This is the time of the Treatise.

It will decide between the two sides, about who the ancestral court of Daomen will be.

If Longhu Mountain wins.

Wudang Mountain needs to retreat, in the battle of luck, independently avoid its edge, the mountain road is deeper, need to be retreated, 20 years shall not be born.

Otherwise, it will affect the battle for luck between the two sides.

If Wudang Mountain wins.

Longhu Mountain is going to announce to the outside world that it will remove the name of the Daomen Ancestral Court, but it will not fall directly on Wudang's head.

Rather, it requires a real battle of luck.

Wait until Wudang Mountain's luck golden lotus surpasses Longhu Mountain, and Wudang Mountain is qualified to put on the name of Taoist ancestral court.

After that, there was a change of dynasty in the Daomen.

Liyang Daomen is the head of Wudang Mountain.

Wudang Mountain, before the True Martial Arts Temple.

All the pilgrims on the hill have been invited.

On both sides of the huge field, it was full of the children of the two factions who would fight.

The faction of Longhu Mountain, headed by Qi Xianxia, has twenty-seven young disciples.

There is one Heavenly Master and four Elders.

The Wudang Mountain faction, headed by Hong Xixiang, and the young disciples, including Zhiheng, are also twenty-seven.

The head of Wang Chonglou, there are six elders, two of whom are the hosts of the ceremony.

It's just that when Hong Xixiang trotted all the way to everyone in front of everyone.

The younger generation of Longhu Mountain are all sarcastic.

I thought to myself, how could this little uncle, who was rumored to be the youngest and the oldest in Wudang, get such virtue.

It's like going up the mountain to dig the soil, and there is no bit of the style that a Taoist priest should have, and what kind of system it has become.

Wu Changqing, who was not wearing a Taoist robe and only wearing a simple white shirt, attracted the attention of the Daomen of Longhu Mountain.

Marvel in your heart.

Wu Changqing is now far more like a junior uncle of the Daomen than Hong Xixiang, both in appearance and style.

Especially the fairy aura that leaked slightly between the other party's eyebrows was even more shocking.

Could it be that this person has already crossed the threshold of the earth immortal with one foot and has the assets to become an immortal?

Zhao Xichuan when he met Wu Changqing.

His eyes never left Wu Changqing for a moment.

His eyes were furrowed, and with the strength of his Heavenly Phenomena Realm, he wanted to break through Wu Changqing's bottom line.

But no matter how surging his eyes were, Wu Changqing was like an ordinary person who had no cultivation, and he didn't have a trace of qi to control him.

This couldn't help but make him wonder in his heart.

With the other party's irrepressible appearance of heaven and man, it is obvious that he is a Taoist who is good at Taoism.

But there was not the slightest internal force or Heavenly Dao aura flowing.

Could it be that the other party has achieved the level of returning to the basics?

Or is it ...... The other party just looks so immortal on the surface, but in fact he is still a chick who only has talent and has never practiced?

Qi Xianxia originally wanted Hong Xi to be quite an opponent.

can see Hong Xixiang and Wu Changqing at the same time.

He naturally shifted his target to Wu Changqing, just because Wu Changqing was more interested in talking about the Tao than Hong Xixiang.

The purple-clothed girl from Huishan stood behind the team of Longhu Mountain, looking at Wu Changqing's almost perfect face.

He saw God directly.

When Wu Changqing looked back curiously, she subconsciously hurriedly looked away, and her face instantly flushed.

It's just that.

To everyone's disappointment.

The young Taoist priest who was more like a junior uncle of the Daomen than Hong Xixiang.

After coming to the venue, he did not sit on the wooden chair where the Wudang Mountain faction participated in the discussion.

Instead, he jumped on a dirt wall without any image, put his hands in his sleeves, spread his thighs without any fairy style, and squatted on top of the earth wall.

A face ready to watch a good show.

"Brother Wang...... Isn't you, a disciple who is extremely good in terms of both roots and talent, not going to play? ”

Wang Chonglou couldn't help but ask.

Qi Xianxia and a group of Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain all looked at Wang Chonglou.

"He ......"

"Changqing, do you want to participate?"

Wang Chonglou thought for a while, but still handed over the decision to Wu Changqing.

Wudang Zhangjiao's attitude towards this young man couldn't help but make everyone look at each other.

I don't know where this young man came from, but he couldn't make a decision in words even because of the Wudang Sect.

"I'll forget it."

"On the way to the Daofa, I'm still a layman, you come."

Wu Changqing shook his head as expected and decisively refused.

He's not a good argumenter, and a fight might be fine.

Wu Changqing's answer also suddenly made everyone in Longhu Mountain stunned.

thought that Wu Changqing was just a young man who had not officially joined Wudang and had never practiced martial arts.

Embroidered pillows only.

made them lose interest in Wu Changqing directly.

Zhao Xichuan glanced at Wu Changqing with a strange expression, and didn't care too much.

The arguments between the two sides were finally under the order of Chen Yu, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Officially launched.

Suddenly, a very fierce battle of words began on the field, and spit flew.

Wu Changqing looked at this scene, and suddenly had a sense of immediacy as the owner of the vegetable market bargained with the guests.

It's also jaw-dropping.

Just when he watched with relish.

A purple coat had quietly jumped onto the wall, and his footsteps came to his side slowly.