It was summer, the sun was blazing, only the heat waves were surging wave after wave, but there was not even a trace of breeze, and even the knowledge seemed to be melted on the trees, and there were weak cicadas chirping without a match. ← said

On such a sweltering noon, it should have been at home, when I was taking a cool nap in the shade of a tree, but a group of people and horses braved the scorching heat on the official road.

There are about twenty or thirty people, all of them are dressed as Taoist priests, but in the middle is a curtain sedan chair carried by eight people, behind the sedan chair are two big flags, now the flag is listless and hanging on the flagpole, but you can still see the pattern on the flag, on the left is a wild dragon that probes the claws and makes clouds, on the right is a roaring tiger, the left dragon and the right tiger, together it is a prestigious sect -

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master Dao!

If the White Horse Temple is the source of Buddhism, Longhu Mountain is the ancestral garden of Taoism, since the first generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling got the Laojun sword seal to sweep away the hundred ghosts, after opening the door to establish a sect, the Tao, only to appear in the form of a sect. After Zhang Daoling turned into an immortal, the position of the Heavenly Master was passed down from generation to generation, and Zhang Tianshi was enshrined by the imperial court in all dynasties, ruling all Taoism, and his position was high and powerful. However, in the current dynasty, the Heavenly Master Dao went into decline, but it was a branch evolved from the Heavenly Master Dao, the Shangqing faction of the Maoshan Sect came later, and after Sima Chengzhen of the Shangqing faction entered the court, he took charge of the Taoist books of the world's Daomen instead of the Heavenly Master Dao, and became the first major sect of the Daomen worthy of the name.

On the sedan chair, the contemporary young master Zhang Running crosses the sword on the knee, the sword is a pair, one is long and one is short, the elder has seven feet of three feet, the blade body is narrow and dark yellow, the lines on the sword are like dragon scales, the gauntlet is carved into the shape of a coiled dragon, and the seal word "Dragon Jing" is engraved on it. There are six feet in the end, the whole body is dark, and the sword body is broad. The spine of the sword is heavy. The middle blood tank has been dyed a dark red that cannot be washed away. The hilt of the sword is made in the shape of a tiger's roaring beast's head, and the word "tiger crack" on the handle is the name of the sword.

The dragon and tiger double sword, once with Zhang Daoling to kill a hundred ghosts at night, thousands of years of inheritance, has been a symbol of the power of the Heavenly Master.

The sword has long been spotless, but Zhang Running still wipes the sword, and the sword becomes colder and colder the more he rubs it. The more I rub my heart, the hotter it gets!

The Heavenly Master Dao is a vein, a hundred years of decline, the first few Heavenly Masters are all inaction-oriented, but the Shangqing faction has produced many talents, and the thirty-fourth generation of the sect master Sima Chengzhen is an amazing and glamorous figure, ruling the Dao Gate of the World with the posture of heaven and man, and the Heavenly Master Dao has become a vassal of the Shangqing faction, and the people of the time only hear the Shangqing faction, but do not know the Taoist of the Heavenly Master.

Now that Sima Chengzhen is dead, the shadow shrouded in Longhu Mountain seems to have dissipated. And Zhang Running, the young master of the Heavenly Master Dao, is also known as the first talent in Longhu Mountain in the past century. This time I went down the mountain precisely to show my strength at the Buddhist Dao Conference and regain the glory that belongs to the Heavenly Master's Dao.

Rubbing the sword was supposed to be meditation, but Zhang Running couldn't stop his heart surging, at this time, he heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves outside, and looked around, but saw that the dust and sand were rolling at the end of the sight, and the cold light was shining, and it seemed that a large number of people and horses were rushing to attack. Although there is still a distance away, but the cold battle intent has already come from afar, the hearts of the people in Longhu Mountain are terrified, and they secretly say: "I heard that the previous six evil annihilations have reappeared, and the Shangqing faction has also crossed the column, could it be that now they are eyeing the Heavenly Master Dao?"

The knight was in a heroic posture, riding a tall horse with well-proportioned limbs, and two jars of wine on his horse. The people are like tigers and horses, and the people who come are carrying a whole basket of cold and glittering swords behind their backs, which brought this misjudgment in the number of people in Longhu Mountain.

The speed of the horse was very fast, like a hurricane, and in a blink of an eye it was in front of him, and immediately the knight reined the horse, and the galloping horse was strangled and fell to his knees, and the man was already carrying the wine jar and carrying the basket on his back.

"It's hot hell weather!" The man scolded in his mouth, slapped the mud seal on the altar, raised the wine jar high above his head, and the wine slurry poured down, it was drinking, more like a shower. After the long sword on his back was soaked with wine, it was even more cold.

"Who is coming!Blocking the way here, what is the intention!" The Heavenly Master said a sacrificial wine.

"I should Feiyang in the next, I want to see the Young Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain!" Ying Feiyang wiped his mouth and said proudly.

"Ying Feiyang?" Zhang Running stroked the front curtain of the sedan chair, but saw a person standing in front of him, and then his expression moved, and said: "You are Ying Feiyang, the one who beat Ren Jiuxiao to get the first place in the Lingxiao Sword Sect Sword Trial Conference this time?"

Ying Feiyang said: "The first name is right, but it may not be possible to overpower Ren Jiuxiao, do you recognize Ren Jiuxiao?"

Zhang Running said: "Heavenly Master Dao and Lingxiao Sword Sect are both Daomen, when I was a child, I visited Lingxiao Sword Sect with my father, communicated with each other, and played with Ren Jiuxiao for a while, so I can be regarded as friends." ”

Ying Feiyang sneered: "This is strange, Ren Jiuxiao looks like he has nostrils in the sky, and he will also have friends?"

Zhang Running's face stiffened, but he guessed it, he had played with Ren Jiuxiao for a while, in fact, he was really exaggerating, Ren Jiuxiao was arrogant, and although the Heavenly Master Dao lineage declined, everyone in his bones had a sense of superiority over the origin of Taoism, Zhang Running was naturally no exception, and Ren Jiuxiao was naturally indispensable to fight, how could he play together?

Zhang Running is two years older than Ren Jiuxiao, he already has a foundation at that time, but Ren Jiuxiao is not long after Fang Xijian, the two always win at the beginning of the fight, but Ren Jiuxiao has made rapid progress, and it didn't take long to be able to share with him.

When Ying Feiyang came, he was quite rude, and Zhang Running was completely angry at this time: "What is the reason why you want to see me?"

Ying Feiyang only looked him up and down, if his eyes were substantial, as if he could see him through, which made Zhang Running quite uncomfortable, and when he was about to have a seizure, he saw Ying Feiyang's body turn around, and he was about to leave without saying a word.

"Stop!" Zhang Running couldn't help but get angry, holding the hilt of his sword and said, "Ask you again, why do you want to see me!"

Ying Feiyang sneered: "The Young Heavenly Master has made a mistake, I just want to see you next, and I haven't asked you for anything, now that I see it, I should naturally leave." ”

Zhang Running said calmly: "Just to see me?

Ying Feiyang turned around and explained with a smile: "Young Heavenly Master, have you ever seen cockfighting? This is a game that is loved by officials and dignitaries and scoundrels in the market. But if a gambler who fights cocks hasn't seen it with his own eyes. Who would dare to bet heavily?"

Zhang Running's face was puzzled. "What does this have to do with me?"

Ying Feiyang laughed and said: "How can it be irrelevant, now the Buddhism and Taoism Conference is boiling, but it is much more lively than cockfighting, from the children of the Immortal Buddha, down to the idle men in the market have bet, the gamblers have exceeded 10,000 people, and even if it is not a treasure of the Immortal Buddha, just the money has exceeded one million." And in the next preparation to drop heavy bets, it is natural to take a look at it to feel at ease. ”

Zhang Running's knuckles holding the Longjing Sword turned white from excessive force, and he could barely resist the urge to draw his sword and cut people, and said coldly: "Are you using me as a fighting for you to bet on?"

But Ying Feiyang said indifferently under his almost murderous gaze: "Young Heavenly Master is wrong, I don't plan to bet on you?" But seeing Ying Feiyang ignoring Zhang Running's face, he said eloquently: "The people who are in the Daomen should have bet on the Daomen, but the Buddha Sect Heavenly Maiden was born, and the Daomen had little chance of winning. Now another precious place has been taken by those who have been sheltered by their ancestors, and the odds are even lower. If the Daomen does not change to others, I am afraid that this Buddhist Conference will definitely lose, so although I am unwilling, I can only bet on the Buddhism in the next fear. ”

The person who was the ancestor sheltered in the shade was naturally Zhang Running, who took over the position of the Young Heavenly Master by bloodline inheritance, and he was extremely angry, Zhang Running reversed into a cold and said with a smile: "Then I don't know who is suitable for you?"

Ying Feiyang replied without hesitation: "Yes, if you change to me, the natural chance of winning will indeed increase greatly, but unfortunately there is no Xuan He background in Xia, even if you cultivate to beat you, you still can't grab this position." ”

"Okay, show your blades, this Heavenly Master wants to see how you dare to boast of your cultivation to beat me. Between the words, Zhang Running had already stood up on the sedan chair and handed the dragon and tiger swords in front of him.

Ying Feiyang's eyes implied expectation, but he said: "Don't do meaningless battles in the next, if you want to compare, you can bet on your quota, and after winning the quota, you can rest assured that you can boldly bet on the Daomen." Ying Feiyang's sentence revealed his true intentions, he is not a gambler, and the relics are very important to him, so naturally he will not pin his hopes on others, so this time he is here to weigh Zhang Running's ability, if Zhang Running cultivates above him, he will naturally abdicate and give way to Xian, otherwise, this quota should be obtained by the capable.

The battle for this quota is a big matter, Zhang Running's momentum was reduced, and he hesitated for a while, but he heard a sacrificial wine next to him say angrily: "Young Heavenly Master, you don't have to be polite to him, let's take down this rude son together, and go to the Lingxiao Sword Sect to ask for the guilt!"

Ying Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he almost hugged this sacrificial wine: "Thank you for your help!"

Sure enough, Zhang Running no longer hesitated, and said angrily: "Stop, how can this Heavenly Master be a person who wins with more? Should fly, this Heavenly Master will answer you, one-on-one competition, if I lose, you will participate in the Buddhist Dao Conference!"

"It's done!" Ying Feiyang shouted in his heart, before coming here, he asked Zhang Yiqing about Zhang Running's personality and temperament in advance, as he learned, Zhang Running is quite similar to some of the current broken nobles, on the one hand, because of the glory of the ancestors, and on the other hand, because of the current downfall and ashamed, it can be described as a contradictory combination of inferiority and arrogance. For this kind of person, if they ask for good words, they will only put on the posture of a superior person, but if they put on a look of looking down on them and speak aggressively, they will definitely explode as soon as they poke it.

Although Ying Feiyang was arrogant in the past, he was not a domineering and aggressive person, but at this time, for Ji Yaoyue, he could only be abnormal, and said to Zhang Running in his heart: "I'm sorry, Young Heavenly Master, I have no grudges with you below, but for the sake of that beautiful girl, I will be a villain." ”

Zhang Running continued: "However, what are you going to bet with this Heavenly Master?"

"There is no long thing in the lower body, Fang took a gold leaf, but it was quickly used to buy horses, wine, and swords, I don't know which one the young heavenly master can look at?"

"Then bet with your tongue! If you lose, you won't be able to rap in the future!"

Ying Feiyang smiled calmly and said, "You forced me to win, the tongue is on my mouth, if the young heavenly master wants it, please do it with all your might!"

"Okay, after this sword, see if you can still talk!" Zhang Running couldn't hold it anymore, jumped down from the sedan chair, and the narrow "Dragon Jing Sword" sword moved at will, with a strange momentum.

That momentum not only fueled Zhang Running's sword moves, but even Ying Feiyang on the opposite side could feel it, as if he had turned into a real object and came to his face. He seemed to see something appear behind Zhang Running.

It seems to be some kind of ferocious creature.

It's a creature that no one has ever seen, but no one knows about it.

It is the dragon that leaps above the nine heavens.

"It's a good time!" Ying Feiyang was not surprised but rejoiced, the tip of the sword went straight up, and with a loud blow, Ying Feiyang only felt that a huge force from the desolation came from the sword, and his feet seemed to be trapped in the ground. "Interesting!" Ying Feiyang's heart was shocked, the strength of the opponent's sword was strong, but it was not because of the deep true qi, but more like the brute force from it.

If you have the intention to be tempted, you should fly the sword and walk softly, and between the willow wind swordsmanship, the dragon jing sword will be crooked, and then the strength will turn from virtual to muddy, and it is the majestic and fierce true martial arts demon sword straight down.

But seeing that Zhang Running ignored the approaching sword, but made a rapid progress, narrowed the distance with Ying Feiyang, and at the same time changed his moves, using a short sword to crack the tiger, and taking advantage of the close quarters, stabbing three swords in a row. Every time a sword is fired, it is terrifying, and others even faintly hear a kind of chirp that tears through the air, which is the sound of a tiger's roar.

Short-distance sword issuance should have focused on swiftness and dexterity, but under Zhang Running's hands, each sword seemed to be full of strength and slashed heavily. The sword in Ying Feiyang's hand was a sword from the blacksmith shop, how could it resist the dragon and tiger swords of the Heavenly Master Dao, and he heard a breaking sound, and the sword was broken.

Zhang Running was unforgiving, and the dragon jing sword pressed on the head again, Ying Feiyang stepped on Xingluo, skillfully stepped on the stars, and his body retreated three feet out of thin air, but saw that Zhang Running did not pursue, but danced with two swords, like a book, leaving a spell-like crack in the air, and then the wind and clouds changed greatly, and there was lightning in the sky.

"The Heavenly Master leads the thunder, and the divine power moves the world. Zhang Running's eyes were like electricity, his face was solemn, he recited the magic formula, the dragon and tiger swords rang continuously, causing the heavens and the earth to change, and a thunderbolt suddenly flashed, falling from the heavy black clouds, turning into dazzling blue electric light wrapped around the dragon and tiger double swords. The dragon and tiger swords all turned into a dazzling light blue, and the huge thunder power spread everywhere, making people's hearts palpitate.

"Not good!" Ying Feiyang was shocked in his heart, the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain is known as the source of the Dao Realm, and it is naturally inclusive and broad, in addition to the swordsmanship, the skill of summoning thunder is also first-class in the world.

"Divine Sword Leads Thunder, Edict!" Zhang Running suddenly opened his eyebrows, the sword trick should fly from afar, and the double swords in his hands suddenly slashed down from the sky, with a vast thunder, surging! )

ps: This chapter is not written properly......