Wuzhuang view is located, commonly known as Laojun Mountain, the mountain is not high, it can only be regarded as medium between the many peaks around, this mountain can be listed as the second fairy mountain in addition to Zhenwu Mountain, the reason is because of its special mountain shape.

This mountain is like a Tianzun sitting cross-legged, the south side is the back ridge, such as the knife and axe vertical split, straight and straight, the north side is the terrain is gentle, there is a vein in the east and west to extend out, like the two arms of Tianzun, and the bottom of the mountain is shaped like sitting cross-legged on both legs, the ancestor of Wuzhuang View chose this mountain in many peaks, at a glance he took a fancy to the extraordinary of this mountain, and determined that the next three hundred years will become a holy place comparable to Zhenwu Mountain.

Now less than a hundred years have passed, and it is indeed thriving, and it is obvious that the prophecy of the ancestor has shown signs of coming true.

Wuzhuang Guan Hall is on the top of Laojun Mountain, from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, a total of nine levels, it is said that the disciples are also divided according to this nine levels, the disciples on the mountainside are only beginner disciples, and they need to rely on the teacher to carry and their own cultivation ability to go up the mountain.

The so-called going up the mountain is nothing more than being able to mix up a good position.

In the center of the enlightenment dojo of Wuzhuang Temple, there is a huge word 'Dao' at this time, and a white light is lit up to the sky, and a large area of the sky is illuminated with white flowers.

Wuzhuang view is known as having four superb views, respectively, the falling eagle cliff, the towering road, sitting on the forgotten hand, the return to the heart platform, this huge 'road' word is one of the four views of the heavenly road.

This 'Dao' word is extraordinary, the whole word is written in one stroke, like a dragon rising in the sky, circling and entwining in the sky, the most wonderful thing is that in the night, the rest of the peaks are pitch black, only this 'Dao' word is radiant, from the rest of the peaks, it is simply like a dragon in the sky, incomparably mysterious.

If you want to say that it can be compared with this towering Dao, it must be the Enlightenment Sword standing on the top of the mountain of the Quanzhen School, if you look at it according to the charm of the Dao, the Enlightenment Sword is obviously better than the Dao of Heaven, but fortunately, the Quanzhen School and Wuzhuang Guan belong to two mountain ranges, facing each other from east to west, and there are dozens of peaks in between, so that the Dao Yun of the Dao of the Heavens can bloom out.

Next to the word Dao, there are two Taoist priests who are fat and thin at this moment, the thin man is trembling in the cold wind, and the fat man is white sweat, and the cyan Taoist robe on his body is extremely ill-fitting, tight on his fat body, for fear that he will break the Taoist robe with a little force.

"Senior brother, when do you think the second senior brother will come back?" Even though the fat man lowered his voice, his voice was still quite loud, which made the thin man next to him tremble.

The thin man was angry and knocked a chestnut on the fat man's head: "Why are you so loud, are you afraid that others won't know that we are here?"

"Oh!" the fat man touched his head aggrievedly: "If you don't come back, the sky will be bright." ”

"It's a little strange today, it stands to reason that the second senior brother should go up the mountain at this time. The thin man pondered.

After a while, there were suddenly several bright spots at the foot of the mountain, and the two Taoist priests suddenly became happy, but why did the second senior brother suddenly light a torch today? Could it be that it was too dark for the second senior brother to see the road on the ground clearly?

Seeing those torches walking quickly towards the mountain, the thin Taoist priest hurriedly greeted him, and after a long distance, he saw a group of people coming up the mountain from a long distance, and there were forty or fifty people.

The thin Taoist priest wondered in his heart, could it be that those ordinary people at the foot of the mountain came to the mountain early to burn incense? Although the incense on the mountain was quite strong during this time, it didn't need to go up the mountain in the middle of the night, right?

I didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, but the thin Taoist priest understood that if such a large group of people went up the mountain at this moment, it would definitely alarm the master in charge, and wouldn't the things that the master did know about it at that time?

That's a big deal!

When the time comes, the master will be blamed, and he will definitely find trouble with the master, and the master will definitely find trouble with the second senior brother, and the second senior brother will naturally find trouble with them.

He is not the stupid junior brother next to him, he suffers a big loss all day long, although he is sloppy in big things, in these small things, it can be regarded as fine!

Thinking about it like this, the thin Taoist priest, who was already afraid of the cold, shrank his neck even more, pushed the fat Taoist priest forward, blocking the road, and he stood behind the fat Taoist priest, watching the group of people gradually approach.

As he got closer, the thin Taoist priest felt even more strange, the few people who walked in front were not the senior brothers who came down the mountain? However, the second senior brother who was flying and domineering on weekdays was like a frosted eggplant, walking in the front and hanging his head at all, and he did not have the arrogant appearance on weekdays, but the group of people who were dressed the same as him behind him exuded an awe-inspiring momentum, and they looked domineering.

"Second Senior Brother, did you not complete what Master explained, so you found so many people to burn incense, so as not to blame Master and his old man?" shouted after a long distance.

The second senior brother looked at the fat and thin two junior brothers, there was a mouthful of blood in his chest that wanted to gush out, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that the situation was wrong, these two stupid junior brothers actually didn't go to report to the master, and actually sent it to the door themselves, originally with a glimmer of hope that the people on the mountain could detect that the situation was wrong, and then set up a demon array to kill this group of people on the mountain.

Now after seeing these two people, the second senior brother's face turned pale, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was immediately shattered, but he stretched out his hand dejectedly and said in a low voice: "Lead the way ahead." ”

"Hey!" The thin Taoist priest swept away the fat Taoist priest and walked in front with a smile, not only did he not see the identity of this group of people in iron clothes, but he pretended to say as he walked: "You ordinary people will pick the time, come to our Wuzhuang Temple to burn incense, but it's the right time, the incense money is ready, this incense money, but the more the better, the so-called sincerity is spiritual, second senior brother, do you say yes." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Zijing's mouth: "Then you can offer more incense money later." ”

"Not then!" said the thin man proudly.

The second senior brother staggered, his face turned a little whiter, and the group forgot to sit down, there was an arched gate in front of them, and the horizontal plaque on it had the words 'Avenue in the heart', Chen Zijing walked to the bottom of the horizontal plaque and sneered: "A good avenue in my heart, but I don't know if this avenue can withstand my shot." ”

After speaking, his hand shook, and the spear in his hand made a sharp sound, and it was nailed to the horizontal plaque with a 'bang', and then he held the gun and shook violently, and the entire plaque was instantly torn apart, until this time, the thin Taoist priest seemed to finally react, but when he felt the two cold sharp knives on his neck, he shivered again, and there was a warm feeling in the crotch of his pants.

Chen Zijing pointed to his hand, and dozens of elites of the Zhaolin Army went straight to the top of the mountain, he rubbed the spear in his hand, and said to himself: "I haven't killed anyone for a long time, I just don't know what it feels like for this Taoist priest to kill, it's as different from that Northern Liao barbarian." ”

The Zhaolin army moved quickly, and soon surrounded two layers outside the Wuzhuang Temple, all like wolves and tigers, Chen Zijing climbed to the top of the mountain, looking at the Sanqing Taoist Temple in the center, where there was an old Taoist priest standing facing him, under the background of the firelight, his head was full of white silk fluttering at will, even if he was facing more than 100 Zhaolin troops, there was no fear at all.

"Why did the donor move the people?" the old Taoist priest's voice was old, but it was thick and powerful, and people couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

"Why did you come, you don't know?"

"I don't know!" said the old man.

"Then let your disciples tell you. Chen Zijing kicked the second senior brother's buttocks, and the second senior brother fell to the ground, knocking his head more than a dozen times in a row, Lao Dao sighed, he already understood a little in his heart, and yelled towards the front of the mountain: "Third brother, get out." ”

The sound shook the sky, and the entire Sanqing Hall was shaken by this roar, and only a moment later, a middle-aged thin Taoist priest came out of the far side room, pinched a whisk of dust in his hand, and was indescribably chic and dusty.

The enlightenment field was gradually crowded with Wuzhuang Guan disciples, Chen Zijing glanced at it casually, there were at least hundreds of people, these people were basically seven or eight level disciples, and they were the core of Wuzhuang Guan.

Chen Zijing was not afraid of these disciples, after all, these Zhaolin troops under his command were all rolled over from the pile of dead, and all of them were not afraid of death.

But what worried Chen Zijing was that the thin Taoist priest who looked dignified didn't seem to be easy to deal with.