The old man's fingers on the stone tower trembled slightly, frowning as he watched the old madman come very chicly, with deep meaning in his eyes, he glanced at Li Shuishan quite intriguingly, and fell to the ground, as if waiting for an answer.

Li Shuishan was sluggish for a moment, and bowed deeply with his fists.

The old madman threw his blue robe, revealing the dry skin of his arms, hula and blowing dry dander, there was a stone tower mark on the front and back of the robe, but there were many more ghosts with open eyes, as he slowly walked forward, a faint coercion was exerted along his body, and went straight to the old man who was still on the stone tower.

On the surrounding Dharma Peak, the disciples in yellow Dao robes were squeezed backward by the coercion, and Li Shuishan dragged Chen Vao to get up and stood in place.

The newcomers who came to the test all looked at the arrival of the old madman in horror, a small part of them were so frightened that they peed their pants, and some of them were stunned and their eyes trembled, as if there were countless shocking sensations in their minds, through their facial features, they experienced more than the thunder and lightning on a rainy day at home, the rumbling sound of the house collapsing, which was a kind of fear emanating from the heart.

This breath followed his steady footsteps, little by little, and descended on the old man in the yellow robe.

This coercion was like the wind in his eyes, blowing away his long black hair, leaning back against the yellow Taoist robes on his body, the wine jug in his hand couldn't bear to lower his mouth, it was flat in front of his chest, his eyes were a little vicissitudes of time, and his mouth was slightly lowered, "Old madman, do you have to be presumptuous in my Fa Peak? I didn't see so many beginner seedlings testing, releasing such a strong power, do you want to scare me? Or are they?"

The old man waved his sleeves, threw out a breath, and rushed away from the dozens of children waiting for the test next to him, staring, but this breath still hit the bricks and tiles on the stone tower, and rushed away, the old madman opened his mouth and exhaled: "You soft and hard Fashan, just rely on this Dao number to sit on a peak, don't think that you can inherit the mantle of your master and be silent here, and want to break up our family in Tibetan Peak." ”

"By the way, the last one against us Zangfeng has been beaten by me, and you may be the next one. ”

He said jokingly, at this time his palm has waved, it seems that the next moment will rush to the tower to fight with the old man a few times, but the old man does not eat that, closed his eyes and said: "It is said that the old madman of Zangfeng, closed his eyes is a ghost, and he does not recognize people when he opens his eyes. ”

The old madman picked up the meat residue between his teeth and replied: "You guessed wrong, but if you don't give me an explanation today, I will crush your Fa Peak, let you always look up to the Sword Peak not far away, and let your disciples always bow their heads and be human beings, and dare not commit murder." ”

The old man's face jumped slightly, put the wine jug in his hand to his lips, took a small sip, and said calmly: "You try it." ”

At this moment, the wooden boat that had gone away came back, and the old man on it leaned on the bow of the boat, waved out his sleeves, enlarged it hundreds of times, rolled up the young man who was still on the mountain peak, landed on the boat, and exhaled softly, making them all lie in the boat, and fall asleep.

Immediately, the old man holding the boat spoke: "Old madman, the matter of Fafeng is still solved by Fafeng, at this time, you must not interfere, the disciple does not match the harmony, why bother to investigate." Another saying is that the mantle of Fashan was inherited from the previous generation of Tianhuang

The eyebrow man can see into people's memories, see the origin of mortal dust, and the decisions he makes are reasonable, you don't have to. ”

The old madman turned his head and glanced at the old man who was holding the boat, revealing a fierce and smiling meaning, which made the old man's right eyelid jump, and said with difficulty: "You... What are you doing.. You know that the selection of people that has blocked today is a very bad choice, and you will be punished by the wind-pullers for it. ”

The old man on the stone tower closed his eyes and thought quietly, and slowly spoke: "I have never seen an unreasonable person like you, I see that many peaks of people's skills are incomparable, and none of the people I see are wrong. The first time I saw the first demon sword of Taofeng, I knew that it did not match the sword, and was stabbed to death in the sword madness, and the master of Taofeng Peak also paid a great price for it. ”

"The second time I saw was a woman, I couldn't see the origin of my previous life, but the succubus who came into the world turned into a human form, although she looked moving, but she had a lot of evil intentions in her heart, killing hundreds of disciples, taking out their hearts and livers and devouring them, and when she was discovered, she could only be hung down by the sword of the Wind Leader, and until now, it has only erased the inside and turned into an empty body. What is the cost..."

"There is another one I won't say much, this young man I still can't see the origin of the previous life, I won't say much, although this person is young and has a position, quite a chivalrous pioneer, it is better to return to the mortal dust, is the space for him to exert himself, here, I am afraid that it will continue to cause any heresy, even if there is none, the person I can't see through is let in, I am afraid that something will happen, I am the first to bear. ”

"Even if you don't think for yourself, you have to think for all your disciples, which is a big taboo. ”

At these words, the disturbed old madman grinded his teeth, and said angrily: "I can't get used to what you say, I have only one in my mind, leave Zangsheng, otherwise I will suppress Fafeng, and I will let go of the stinky so many things." ”

The old man on the stone tower frowned, shook his head helplessly, as if only a competition could make the old madman retreat, who knows, Chen Hua knelt down again, his eyes showed a firm look, and said: "Master, the disciple has the courage to say, the ancestor has sent a message, the selection needs to be steady, not too forced, but the extremely talented children will be lost, which is also a bad choice." Although there are some risks, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, the yellow-robed old man on the stone tower pinched his fingers and muttered in his mouth: "The eyes are in the sky, the sun and the moon are enlightening." The yellow robe is coming, and the water is dry. You don't understand the method of selecting people I have chosen, so you don't need to care. ”

The old madman listened to his speechlessness, and then pulled the rusty long sword in his hand, becoming a red light, surrounded by this thick smell of blood, within a zhang around, swirling with blood-red ghost eyes, about to rush out, he roared angrily: "You old horseman, you want to block my peak disciples from entering the peak, and you also want to snatch the peak height with me, you are facing me and don't like it, if you don't penetrate your Fafeng today, the pressure is extremely low, I will never give up!"

The old man's sleeves on the stone tower waved a huge robe, which was layered with golden fonts, the first thing that appeared was a yellow color between heaven and earth, and with a flick of his sleeve, a sharp golden light sealed pen appeared, this sealing pen was on fire, and he put it on his fingertips, his face was gloomy, soaring into the sky, hanging on the robe on his body, and raised his finger to the mountain

Feng's palace was lightly mentioned, instantly blurred, and said with a smile: "You, but that's it." I'm more fun, but you can't even play with me. ”

Dozens of ghost eyes appeared in the rusty sword in the old madman's hand in an instant, and most of them were tightly closed, revealing the three red eyes on the tip of the sword, which was extremely ferocious.

The sword light he suppressed burst out and went straight to the sky, and the scattered sword shadows below pierced through the palace and were about to land on the stone tower, but they were blocked, rubbing a thin mark, and soon dissipated.

A large cloud and mist between heaven and earth blew away, and the originally happy insects and beasts fled one by one, digging caves to hide.

The two of them ran in the sky, with the appearance of a golden font on the fingertips of the old man in the yellow robe, pressing in the sky lightly, in a few breaths, a pop exploded, and the rusty sword in the hand of the old madman led out the ghosts that already existed in the heaven and earth, and they all rushed to bite, and finally were collapsed by the seemingly powerless font, and died tragically.

In the sky of the mountains, gusts of wind opened, the grass and trees shook their bodies, and with a sharp roar, countless mountains and rocks rolled down.

On the sword peak, the white-haired old man touched his beard and said helplessly: "The monks introduced by the Wind Leader back then were so brutal and didn't listen to discipline. And this yellow-robed Fashan is the legacy of my disciple, who is named, playful by nature, and the most disgusting one is a monk who manipulates ghosts and has a vulgar heart. After all, they have only restrained most of their strength, and this time I am afraid that if I want to fight, I really can't tell the winner. ”

He looked at it for a long time, and a man flew next to him, he carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were like the sun, he was wearing a blue robe, which was printed with a green dragon kingfisher, and a person was sitting on it, looking into the distance, and a huge mountain was printed behind him, which was covered by the traces of dark clouds, and he said with a smile: "This old madman, worthy of being an old madman, still retains his previous character, not much to say, but to raise his hand to fight." ”

"It's a pity that the character is flawed, otherwise it is also a talent that can be created. ”

The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "I don't understand why the Wind Dao Leader brought in this person back then, why did he choose a talent who can manipulate ghosts? ”

The Wind Leader took a breath, "This person was also an extremely miserable person back then, when I met him, because I secretly touched the wife of a peak cultivator of the Dao Transformation Realm, he was chased and killed for hundreds of miles, covered in blood, and even it was difficult to breathe. But he was so lucky that he was able to avoid danger from time to time, and it so happened that I was in the middle of the psychedelic idea, and when I saw him break in, I accidentally knocked him unconscious. ”

"I had to bring him back, I didn't heal him, and he was cured after a week. After that, I added cultivation. I left him to be molded, only to find him a very strange man, who could only be left to fend for himself, but I believed that he could seek his own way. ”

The battle in the sky also reached an inflection point, the two sides were sweating tiredly, and the old man in the yellow robe showed a questioning expression, constantly teasing him, "This is the so-called crooked evil power, and that's it, I only used a small half of my strength." ”

Immediately, the old madman laughed, and a ghost head emerged from his sword, causing the temperature of the surrounding mountain peaks to plummet by dozens of degrees, and he saw a pair of red eyes, as well as a ghost with seven ears and eight mouths, "A ghost in front of the mountain, seven ears and eight mouths." ”