"What? Uncle Xiao still won't go down the mountain. ”

"Hey, isn't it still possible? Let Uncle Xiao go down the mountain, how difficult it is!"

"Uncle Xiao's Dao heart is too much... Firm. Admire, admire......"

"Two junior brothers, don't worry! Uncle Xiao doesn't go down the mountain, but he promises to personally teach the seven sons of Wudang of this generation!

"What? Uncle Xiao actually relented, this is really the sun coming out of the west! How did you do it?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... The mountain people have their own tricks!"

......

That night, Wudang had such a conversation.

Early in the morning of the second day, the sky was bright, and the seven figures made an appointment to appear at the foot of Feilaifeng Mountain.

"Senior brother, is this it?" spoke a gentle woman, dressed in a purple shirt, with eyebrows like flowers, standing there like a pretty violet.

"Seventy-two peaks are the most dangerous in this mountain, this is Feilai Peak!" the thick-eyebrow young man led by him nodded and replied.

"I don't know what the little uncle looks like? I heard that he is not older than us, but he is as rich as a fairy, which is rare in the world!" a young man who jumped out of the country smiled and spoke.

"Six... Sixth Senior Brother, don't talk nonsense, it will offend the little master and uncle!" A thin voice sounded beside him, as timid as a frightened deer.

"Little junior sister, you are really boring!" For some reason, being looked at by the little junior sister's pure eyes like autumn water, Xiao Letian's heart was slightly worried, and he muttered, and obediently closed his mouth.

"Junior brothers and sisters, the master in charge has specially instructed that Feilai Peak is a junior uncle's dojo, which is strictly arranged, guarded by a chain of large arrays, and is extremely dangerous. We must not trespass, lest we be in danger! Wait a while, and there will be a green ox under the seat of Uncle Xiao to guide us on the mountain. Senior Brother Thick Eyebrows said in a deep voice.

"Is the green ox of the little uncle really so magical? I heard that it is a strange beast that is rare in a hundred years in the legend! I have such a strange beast in Wudang, where did the little uncle get it?" A red-faced young man looked quite shocked.

At this time, Xiao Letian came over again and said mysteriously, "Fourth Senior Brother, you don't know anything about this." This strange beast green cow was originally just a big buffalo in Uncle Xiao's hometown, and it was cultivated the day after tomorrow!"

"Really! Transform into alien beasts and decay into immortals, worthy of the legendary little master and ancestor!"

......

The five senior brothers and sisters talked again and again, but the two young men standing on the side were silent for a long time, and their expressions were different.

One person's face is cold, his breath is like ice, and the whole person stands there like a sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge, and no one should enter.

With a cold light in his eyes, he stared straight at the steep mountain in front of him, as if he was full of fighting spirit.

The other is completely different, looking up at the sky, his eyes are empty, and he looks like he doesn't care about anything except for the gods.

And the other five sons were also surprised by the abnormality of these two people.

They waited patiently under the Feilai Peak, waiting......

Thereupon......

A stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour......

The sun rose higher and higher, gradually rising from half of the face in the sky to the sky above the sky.

"Huh, why hasn't the green cow of the little uncle and ancestor still appeared?"

"It's a strange beast, but it's just a green cow! I'm afraid it's lost?"

"Did you say that Uncle Junior forgot about us!"

......

After not going out of the mountain for a long time, the seven sons of Wudang talked a lot.

Waiting for a long time is not the way, they have true breath in their tongues, and they exhale and open their voices.

"Uncle Xiao, the senior brother of the junior Wudang Xuanzi generation, Xie Baoshu, together with all the junior brothers and sisters, Shangguan Lingyun, Zhuang Xiaolou, Hao Renzhen, Wu Chaoran, Xiao Letian, Yan Caiwei, come to worship the mountain!

"Shangguan Lingyun!"

"Little girl Zhuang Xiaolou, I've seen the little uncle and ancestor!"

"Disciple Hao Renzhen, meet the little uncle and ancestor!"

"Oh, yes, in the lower Wu detachment!"

"Uncle Xiaoshi, I'm Xiao Letian, look at me, look at me!"

"Little... Uncle Xiaoshi, slave... The slave is Yan Caiwei!"

......

A loud shout, six echoes, echoing in the mountains, for a long time.

Seven pairs of eyes looked at the towering and dangerous peaks in front of them, the clouds and mist were stacked, the sight was difficult to penetrate, and the sound startled the birds and beasts, but they did not wait for the expected response.

"It seems that I can only break through!" the cold man Shangguan Lingyun said coldly, his cold eyes seemed to be burning.

"Second junior brother, don't do it!" Xie Baoshu, the seventh senior brother, said in a deep voice: "The head master has made it clear that Feilai Peak cannot be forced to break in. I don't know how many arrangements have been set up in Uncle Xiao's dojo for ten years, and even the master and the two uncles are difficult to break through. If you enter rashly, the consequences will be unimaginable, not only will you be in danger, but you will also seriously offend your little uncle and ancestor!"

"But when do you have to wait here?" "Advance and not advance, retreat and not retreat!" Shangguan Lingyun said coldly, looking quite impatient.

"Wait a little longer! Maybe the green ox under the seat of the little uncle will arrive soon!" Xie Baoshu said calmly.

"Hmph! Wait, you wait! I have long heard that the little master and uncle sit alone in the mountains and practice hard for ten years, not only has amazing attainments in martial arts, but also has a unique formation. Today, I, Shangguan Lingyun, want to be taught and understood!" Shangguan Lingyun was eager to try, his toes touched the ground lightly, and his figure pulled out the remnants of the Dao Dao, shrinking the ground and sweeping up like inches.

The other six couldn't stop it, so they could only watch him break straight into Feilai Peak.

"This ......" Xie Baoshu looked helpless and looked at the other five sons, "Senior brothers, junior sisters, what do you think?"

"Second Senior Brother has gone up the mountain!Let's go up together!" The tall young man Hao Renzhen said with a serious face, "The junior uncle has participated in the creation of the Ancestral Sect, and he has unpredictable plans. Although the second senior brother is the most talented among the younger generation in Wudang, I am afraid that he will not be able to cope with the many arrangements of the junior uncle and ancestor!

"Okay, okay, I agree with this!" Xiao Letian nodded quickly beside him, lest the world be chaotic.

"It's just that Feilaifeng has always been a forbidden place in Wudang, we really... Are you really not waiting for the arrangement of the little uncle and ancestor?" Yan Caiwei said weakly beside her.

"Little junior sister, don't be afraid! Our seven sons of Wudang advance and retreat together, take care of each other, and we will definitely be fine!" Zhuang Xiaolou, the third senior sister, comforted softly beside her.

......

All the junior brothers and sisters expressed their agreement, Xie Baoshu groaned, and looked at Wu Chaoran, the only fourth junior brother on the field who didn't speak, "Fourth junior brother, what do you think?"

But he saw that he was still looking up at the starry sky, and he seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he didn't react.

“......”

Wow, I asked in vain!

Xie Baoshu only felt that he was too tired as the senior brother of Wudang Seven Sons for a while.

Waiting is not the way to go.

Shangguan Lingyun broke into the mountain alone, and the other six sons finally reached an agreement, and they all resorted to the Wudang ladder cloud vertical, and went up the rugged mountain road in front of them, and their bodies were submerged in the tumbling clouds, and gradually disappeared.

But before it was silent, there were bursts of surprise in the distance.

"Second junior brother, second junior brother, where have you been!"

"Look! there are so many peach blossom trees ahead!"

"It's not good! This is Uncle Xiao's unique peach blossom formation, using the number of etheric arts, confusing the spatial direction, you can't break in. Before leaving, the master passed me the method of breaking the formation, waiting for me to calculate!"

"Hey, that's not right! This peach blossom formation is wrong, how can it be more than ten times more complicated than what the master said!"

"Senior brother, junior sister, why don't you reply? Hey, where have you been?"

......

The peach blossom array is a space of its own, and the direction is unpredictable.

As soon as the seven sons of Wudang entered it, they turned left and right, and before they knew it, they were scattered.

The senior brother Xie Baoshu who was the leader was suddenly messy in the wind.

......

"The stones form a formation, and the ambush is laid on all sides! There is a peach blossom array first, and then there are eight formations. The little uncle really lives up to his reputation, and my Shangguan Lingyun will try the edge of the sword today!"

In the eight arrays, the heavens and the earth turn, and the Qimen Dunjia is upside down.

The black wind swept in, the cold invaded, and the frost and fog were surging......

The celestial phenomena change only in a split second.

I saw a figure jumping vertically and horizontally in it, the sword light in his hand was sharp and snatching, killing and awe-inspiring, and the cold light was overflowing.

......

"Uncle Junior is really a genius in the sky, this array has the culmination of the number of Taiyi techniques, and it seems to combine the number of Ziwei Doushu, which is as complex as the stars of Zhou Tian, and it is difficult to calculate the ......"

The woman is gentle, Zhuang Xiaolou frowned, wrapped a strand of hair hanging down, and used a sword as a pen to depict and calculate on the ground.

......

"It's very difficult to break the formation! But if you don't work hard, won't you be looked down upon by the junior uncle?"

Hao Renzhen looked serious, deeply trapped in the peach blossom array, unable to extricate himself, but tirelessly rushed left and right again and again.

......

"It's impossible to break the formation! Why bother with more hands and feet?" On the other side of the formation, Wu Chaoran sat on the ground with empty eyes.

Take one more step, even if he loses!

......

"Uncle Xiaoshi, it's me, Xiao Letian! Uncle Xiaoshi, don't you know, in Wudang Mountain, I worship you the most. Uncle Xiaoshi, show up quickly and save your nephew and grandson!"

Xiao Lotian shouted loudly, his face full of flattery.

......

"Boom...... The formation of the little uncle is so terrifying! Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister... Annoying Sixth Senior Brother, where are you all, come and save Cai Wei!"

The peach blossom array was deep and unpredictable, and there was a faint crying sound, which was quickly drowned out, and it couldn't startle any waves.

......

The seven sons fell into a series of large arrays, and their reactions were different, but without exception, they did not return to the calm demeanor of the famous disciples of the past, and they were quite embarrassed.

......

"Is this a gourd baby saving grandpa?" On the top of the mountain, the sea of clouds rolled, and a strange chuckle faintly came out, and then he shouted: "Niu'er, why don't you go down the mountain quickly?"

Bellow......

The roar was low as thunder, and it responded from afar.

Then a huge back like a small mountain slowly descended the mountain.