Ke Xiaoliang's gaze once again condensed the focus.

It's as if I'm staring at somewhere, and I'm dazed.

This time Yang Zhenzhen didn't completely dodge, just lowered his head, blushing all over his face... But he was inexplicably proud.

Ke Xiaoliang's appreciation alleviated her inferiority complex caused by the overly majestic position in her heart a lot.

Although shy... But she liked the way Ke Xiaoliang looked at her.

You can't hide liking someone, so even under normal circumstances, what should be regarded as obscene behavior has become affectionate.

When you think that Ke Xiaoliang is still looking at the mountain, he is actually looking at another mountain.

After all, it's okay to adjust the mood occasionally, but you can't adjust it all the time, and it becomes a salted fish.

At this moment, the wind and snow on the giant mountain became more and more cold and scorching.

The cold wind blowing from the barren and icy northern wilderness seemed to freeze the hazy sky.

Thickly suppressed the ups and downs of the mountains, suppressed the emerald snow clouds of the rivers and mountains, and the Li Xingzhou, who had just become a great master, was walking in a chic and wanton manner.

He was fast, but he didn't seem hasty or forced.

The Great Grandmaster can control the Eight Qi and travel endlessly.

Crisscrossing the heavens and the earth has become instinct.

With his strong control over his body, the Grand Master's ability to fly seems to slightly exceed that of those monks who can fly at the beginning.

Of course, compared with the monk's various flying magic weapons and supernatural powers, the Great Grandmaster's control of the eight qi is a little dull and boring.

The mountains and rivers under his feet are speeding by, and a heroic feeling is suddenly born in the chest of Li Xingzhou.

As the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace, flying has long been the instinct of Li Xingzhou.

In reality, he only needs one thought to set off endless blood clouds and fill the mountains and rivers.

But at this moment, Ao Xiang gave him a sense of pleasure to get rid of the shackles and break the shackles. What is even more sad than asking for it is to gain it and then lose it.

From reality to the world of high martial arts, Li Xingzhou is like feeling the feeling of losing after getting it once.

The days of being bound to the ground are extremely uncomfortable.

Although the Grandmaster can also fly, it is more like holding his breath and making a 'big jump'. When that breath of true qi was exhausted, he still had to fall to the ground for breath, but the Great Grandmaster didn't need to do this.

"Since you don't want to take the head of the ancient supernatural power to the capital to receive the reward, then go directly to the next step. As a disciple of Wudang, he went to worship the mountain, and at the same time connected with those aboriginal martial arts people in Wudang. The monks of the True Martial Sect who secretly controlled the Wudang Sect were driven out of Wudang Mountain. ”

"In the past, your True Martial Sect united with all factions to cut off the future of my Blood Demon Palace. Today, I will report back and report the true martial arts sect from the high martial world. All the calculations of Jean and the others were in vain. And Wudang... It will also become the new lair of my Blood Demon Palace. Li Xingzhou thought to himself.

With a righteous sect as the foundation, and then the dove occupied the magpie's nest, let the Blood Demon Palace re-active in the high martial arts world as a righteous sect, this is the second step of Li Xingzhou's 'latent plan'.

Only after completing the second step can the final step be carried out, as the leader of the righteous path, suppress the martial arts and then open the Heavenly Cliff, and study the blood source of pollution.

Of course, at that time, he could use the polluted blood source to change, and the 'Wudang faction' did not care about gains and losses, was not afraid of life and death, and did it in the name of sacrificing the whole world and the whole martial arts.

The same thing, in fact, as long as it is changed to a small word, then the impact and effect will be completely different.

Of course, for the second step of this latent plan, Li Xingzhou's current identity Liu Changren, his apparent identity, is indeed a disciple of the outer sect of the Wudang faction.

However, this kind of identity is a big deal in the martial arts.

Just like ten dart games, running single gangs, being nursing homes, and being in charge, it is a truth that six of them were born in Dalin Temple.

It is precisely because of this that there is a saying that the world's martial arts are out of Dalin.

To put it bluntly, I spent money to find a martial arts hall opened by the Wudang faction in the local area, and I learned some superficial introductory kung fu.

The martial arts faction uses this way to gather money and increase their influence, and at the same time, they are also looking for truly talented teenagers to be truly included in the door wall.

In the same way, those major cultivators in reality are almost like this.

But it's all about 'strong or not'.

is like, whether it is really Liu Da'er, who is doubtful about whether he is really a member of the Han family, when he has strength, he becomes a real imperial uncle.

'Liu Changren' has the strength of a great grandmaster, and it must be the pillar of the Wudang faction, Zhenshan Stone.

Far away, Wudang Mountain is already in sight.

At this time, you can also see dense figures on the undulating mountains.

Some are disciples of the Wudang Sect... Of course, there are more of them monks from the True Martial Sect.

More pilgrims going down and up the mountain.

Outside the heavens and the earth, between the underworld, whether there is a Dao Venerable who is arrogant and indifferent to everything, this is not something that Li Xingzhou can know.

When he landed in front of the golden palace hall under the rising sun, the sound of the rich voice had already spread throughout the entire Wudang Mountain.

"Liu Changren, who entered the Wudang Outer Gate after the end of his studies, visited the ancestral court today, and hoped that the Wudang masters would give him a look!" Li Xingzhou's voice was as loud as thunder, echoing repeatedly between the mountains.

The aura that shook heaven and earth also gave birth to layers of visions.

There are turtles and snakes manifesting, mountains and rivers are inside, yin and yang are hidden, circling each other, fighting and entangled.

There is also a clear breeze and bright moon, and the ancient pine and spiritual streams are reflected in the sky, and the Wudang Mountain under the rising sun is once again shrouded in a dream-like night.

Such a vision is far beyond that of the grandmaster.

But at this time, a voice that was old but still heroic responded: "Distinguished guests are coming, the old Taoist is upside down, the disciples open the real martial arts hall, and the poor Taoist wants to sit and discuss the Tao with this Taoist friend!"

In the middle of the words, the black and white qi soared into the sky, turning into a huge Taiji diagram, and it actually stood against the many visions deliberately formed by Li Xingzhou.

Moreover, because the vision of this old way is its fundamental image, it is squeezing the scenery of turtles and snakes and the appearance of the bright moon and ancient pines from Wudang Mountain.

Li Xingzhou was stunned at the moment.

Because he sensed the master of that vision, he didn't seem to lag behind him much in terms of realm cultivation.

Maybe a little later than he broke through... But it's just the difference between the front and back feet.

"Poor Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, I've seen a fellow Daoist!" an old Taoist priest in a white robe walked out of a quaint Taoist house in the back mountain and said to Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou originally came to his lips, but he was choked.

At the moment, all he had was question marks.

"Hahaha... As I expected, Zhang Zhenren should be the first in the world, and he actually broke through the realm of the great grandmaster, which is really gratifying!" Now I turn to Dalin Temple and become a monk.

Zhang Sanfeng's face was childish, like stepping on a ladder in the air, and he stood on the opposite side of Li Xingzhou: "This time it is also thanks to my newly recruited apprentices, if they hadn't desperately rescued Lao Dao from the knife of the old demon, Poor Dao would not have retreated to heal his wounds, and suddenly had inspiration to make a breakthrough and enter the realm of the Great Grandmaster." ”

The bitterness in Li Xingzhou's mouth was about to overflow.

At this time... He couldn't even say the words that finally shook the 'foundation' of the True Martial Sect and reminded Zhang Sanfeng to be careful of his family.

After all, if you lose your strong momentum, you will inevitably beware of the truth of 'intimacy'.

What's more, Zhang Sanfeng made it clear that those newly accepted disciples had a life-saving grace for him...