Once on the Tianshan Mountains, there was a martial arts sect that could represent the north of the Central Plains, and I think that back then, it was also a behemoth that could shock inside and outside the gate in one go, and it was called the Tianshan faction.

It's a pity that when it came to the reign of the Tang Dynasty, the last head of the Tianshan faction didn't seem to want to be attached to the Tang River, which is nothing, the key is to collude with the Turks.

A military order from the Imperial Capital Military Department was transmitted to Longyou Road, and 100,000 Tang Dynasty iron horsemen, together with all the rivers and lakes, climbed the Tianshan Mountain, and for three days in a row, this sect that should have been white mist and immortal was dyed with a layer of blood.

There is no Tianshan faction in the rivers and lakes, only the side peak of the Tianshan faction is left. For hundreds of years in a row, the Baiyi Sect has been above the rivers and lakes, just like an ordinary end-of-stream sect, and almost no one dares to mention it again.

In recent years, with the drunken white door of Bai Letian, walking the rivers and lakes of the Tang Dynasty, breaking into a little fame, and even fighting with Liu Guest at the peak of Luoyang City, this completely made Bai Lotian and Baiyimen appear in the sight of Datang again.

Although it is a side peak, but with the accumulation of heritage over the years, the Baiyi Sect is no less than any first-class sect of the Tang Dynasty.

Someone walked through the moat that connects the main peak and the side peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, that is, a wooden bridge, which stretches for thousands of meters above the clouds.

The person who walked through the moat was naturally Ning Buer, on the eve of climbing the mountain, she bought a set of thick cotton clothes for Guo Xiaojiu at the bottom of the mountain, for fear that he would not be able to stand the cold climate of this place and freeze hard.

Since that night, Ning Buer has broken his fingers, counting the time day by day, and when he arrived at the bottom of the Tianshan Mountain, exactly three days, he climbed the main peak of the Tianshan Mountain.

Further up, there is a stone staircase with no end in sight, and from the lines, it should be split by a sword, square.

The most famous thing about the white clothes gate is the dress that drunk Bai Lotian brought to the rivers and lakes, dressed in white clothes and hanging a sword from his waist. Bai Lotian finished fighting with Liu Guest back then, but he said in Luoyang City: "In Baiyimen, there are countless people like me, but I am the only one who can fight like me!"

I think that the stone steps leading to the peak were built by the disciples on the mountain who split the stone with a sword.

It took another half a day for Ning Buer to climb to the top of the stone steps, which is also the peak, and the white-clothed gate is at the peak.

Her little face and hands were red from the cold, and Guo Xiaojiu on her back had not woken up since he reached the top of the Tianshan Mountain until now, but he would keep shivering from time to time, letting Ning Buer know that he was still alive.

The white-clothed disciples outside the moat told Ning Buer that as long as they went up the stone steps and reached the peak, they could naturally enter the white-clothed gate, but in the past few days, the sect master was in retreat in the mountains, and if there was anything important, they could discuss it with their senior brother.

Seeing that someone had arrived outside the white-clothed gate, the disciples who had been guarding here had already hurried back to the door to report.

There were only two disciples left, and they were still by Ning Buer's side, and they naturally recognized Ning Buer's Taoist robe, so they didn't dare to treat it as an ordinary guest who had climbed to the peak. In addition, hundreds of years ago, their sect also broke away from the Dao Sect, which made these two disciples feel a little close in their hearts.

It's not that I covet Ning Buji's beauty, along the way, I have eaten and slept in the open, and there is almost no rest, even if Ning Buji is beautiful, at this time, it is at most the appearance of an ordinary woman, not so brilliant.

The two disciples met and asked Ning Buji to wait here for a while.

The two disciples couldn't find fault with the etiquette, and Ning Buji couldn't refuse, plus she had already arrived outside the white-clothed gate, so she couldn't be in a hurry when she knew it.

What's more, the disciple under the mountain also made it clear that Bai Lotian is now in retreat, and everything in the mountain is handled by the eldest disciple, Guo Xiaojiu's life is not only Bai Letian can be saved, but Ning Buer is not sure that this big disciple ,......

simply stayed and stayed, Ning Buer carried Guo Xiaojiu on his back and went to the bottom of a pavilion made of stones, and then took Guo Xiaojiu off his back and leaned on the stone.

She looked into the distance, it was the way she came from under the peak, at this time, she only saw in the eyes, regardless of the mountains, rivers and trees, they were all silver makeup, at first glance, it was full of praise, and then looked, the body and mind were calmed down. This beautiful scenery is comparable to Qingcheng Mountain, which is not inferior.

Her heart calmed down, and the feeling of exhaustion on the road when Ning Buer came gradually disappeared, she squatted down, grabbed a handful of white snowflakes from outside the gazebo, put them in her mouth, and waited until it was completely melted before swallowing.

After repeating this three times, she continued to stand up, returned to Guo Xiaojiu's side, and touched the wine bag from his waist, the water in the water bag was now colder than the snowflakes outside, and she only took a sip of wine.

The disciple who went to report returned here and whispered a few words to the other two disciples, and then he was pushed over, and had to walk in the direction of the pavilion with a bitter face.

"Fairy Ning, senior brother said that at this time, the master is in retreat, and he can't be disturbed, so he also asks the fairy to go down the mountain first, and when the master comes out of the customs one day, the fairy will climb the mountain again, so as not to delay the important matter of the fairy. The disciple spoke very politely.

But these words fell on Ning Buer's ears, it was piercing, she Ning Bu'er, she was the archmage of the Daomen, and the ordinary martial artists of the rivers and lakes were just that, how could the white-clothed sect be regarded as the largest sect in this Longyou Dao, but they also treated her like this.

Ning Buer smiled, she carried Guo Xiaojiu back on her back, since this senior brother of the white-clothed gate was indeed as she expected, he had some connection with Sanzhongluan, that is, her sister's person in the mouth of the troubled water, then she broke into the white-clothed door, and it was not unruly to understand etiquette.

If this matter really spreads back to the Daomen in the future, those old guys can't bother her with this matter.

This disciple thought that Ning Buer was so easy to speak, but she would go down the mountain if she knew the reason, and couldn't help but praise in her heart, worthy of being the archmage of the Daomen, Ning Buer Ning Fairy, where is as rude as those rivers and lakes under the mountain.

But not long after, this disciple gave himself a vicious slap in his heart.

Because, he watched as Ning Buer picked up Guo Xiaojiu and walked towards the sect, but before anyone arrived, the two closed doors were forcibly knocked open by her breath.

Several disciples were all surprised and stunned, and for a moment, they didn't know whether to stop or not.

In the past, as long as you wait to climb to the top of this mountain, the guests outside the white-clothed gate only need to report to enter the sect, but today the senior brother doesn't know why, but he doesn't allow it, so these disciples are also a little unhappy in their hearts.

After all, they are all people from the White Sect, and they are Bai Letian's apprentices, not the apprentices of the senior brother.

So, a few disciples gathered together and quietly summed it up, but they still didn't stop it.

Standing outside the white-clothed door, through the two doors that had been knocked open, Ning Buer had already seen a middle-aged man in white walking out of the main hall of the white-clothed door.

There were also more than a dozen white-clothed disciples, who followed the middle-aged man and walked out of the main hall.

"Who dares to break into my white-clothed gate?" The middle-aged man spoke, and when he opened his mouth, he took out his sword, and his qi came out of his body, and as the voice spread outside the sect, it had condensed into a transparent sword body the size of an ordinary flying sword.

As her eyes fell, Ning Buer raised her hand and pinched it into a sword finger, she didn't fly the sword out of the sheath, she just raised her hand, and the sword finger was blocked in front of her, she was very angry, but she didn't show it at all.

Until now, she didn't think that she was turning her face with the white-clothed door, Guo Xiaojiu's life still needed the white-clothed door to be saved, she was just breaking into the white-clothed door, that's all.

The sword finger fell, and it happened to hit the blade of the transparent sword body, and with Ning Buer's force, the sword body was instantly torn apart.

The sword finger did not stop, so in the entire white-clothed door, the snowflakes standing quietly on the ground flew upside down one after another, all of which moved with Ning Buer's sword finger, and countless snowflakes condensed into three snow-white giant swords.

The giant sword moved with the traction of Ning Buer's qi engine, lingering in the white-clothed gate, she took a few steps forward, stepped over the gate, and stood in the sect, still five hundred meters away from the white-clothed gate hall.

The three snow-white giant swords fell with her footsteps and stopped between her and the white-clothed disciples in front of the main hall.

She didn't go any further, the two gates slowly closed, Ning Buer stood with her back against the gate, Guo Xiaojiu on her back, and there was no room for error.

Her voice was very cold, like ice condensed under the eaves of the main hall, making people dare not reach out and touch it: "Daomen Grand Master Ning Buer, today is really helpless, so he will make this decision, if Mr. can hear it, don't blame the juniors for being rude." ”

"Daomen Grand Master Ning Buer, dare to break into the white-clothed door!"