For two days and three nights, Jairus's record against Wudang was extremely impressive, even if Lu Tingdong pushed the Liangyi and Four Elephant Skills to the extreme, Jairus would still be able to resist with one hand, and his face would not change.

But what Jianwei couldn't figure out was why it was so easy for him to resist Lu Tingdong's hundreds of moves with one hand, but now he lost to Wudang's two sword qi.

There are still a lot of things I don't understand, but time has not given Jairus a chance, the two sword qi are intertwined in Jairus's body, and when the two sword qi dissipate, Jairus also disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The eyes were gone, and everyone's hearts were beating to win, but no one was happy.

Under the leadership of Qi Zhenqing, the people of Wudang knelt down and bowed, and sent Wudang to the master and the peak masters.

On Wudang Mountain, compared with the previous peak of incense, it is indeed much deserted at the moment.

Not long ago, some people rumored that auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and there were immortals in the sky. But it didn't take long for the immortals who were supposed to bring auspiciousness to become a disaster in the world.

Gradually some disciples in Wudang asked for their lives to return to their hometowns, and then the soul lamps of Wudang disciples were extinguished one by one, and finally everyone had to watch the poison in the world.

Wudang taught Lu Tingdong to open the mountain gate, the so-called Buddhism to govern the heart, Confucianism to cultivate the body, Taoism to refine the bones. Almost at the same time, the ethereal Zhai, Tianyin Temple and Wudang Mountain all opened the mountain gates and went down the mountain together, but it is a pity that the three sects of the former Jianghu people who held the bull's ear, now even if the Tao is the same, are still not conspiring with each other.

Lu Tingdong once promised his disciples that they could leave the master and go down the mountain to find relatives, but many disciples still refused to leave the master and insisted on going down the mountain to eliminate demons with the master's teaching.

But after that, only Douhua and dozens of Wudang miscellaneous servants remained, sorting out Wudang's internal affairs every day, and the days were peaceful.

Until a guy called Pu Lao arrived, the miscellaneous servants of Wudang were frightened and scattered, leaving Douhua alone to face Pu Lao, but fortunately, there are still 36 peaks of Wudang and a few lonely graves, so even if it is against Pu Lao, Douhua is not lonely.

"Are you still going to ignore me today?"

Pu Lao has been in Wudang Mountain for three days, but Pu Lao has also been dried by Douhua for three days.

After the miscellaneous servants ran out, Douhua was the only one left in the huge Wudang Mountain, and then Douhua didn't speak, just silently doing the work in his hands.

I don't know when Zhangjiao and the others will come back, but Douhua will still sit on some food in Dagufeng every day, so that even if Zhangjiao and the others come back suddenly, everyone will not be hungry together.

As if he didn't see the person of Pu Lao, even if he passed by, Pu Lao's figure still did not appear in Douhua's eyes.

Pu Jiao wanted to attack countless times, but he could clearly feel that there were two pressures in this Wudang Mountain, which was a fatal threat to himself.

At that time, I saw that I was curious, so I changed the route and changed to Wudang Mountain.

It's just that after coming to Wudang Mountain, Pu Lao regretted it a little.

Douhua's actions undoubtedly angered Pu Lao, but after coming to Wudang Mountain, Pu Lao could sense that the two pressures in the depths of Wudang Mountain were locking on him all the time, and Pu Lao never doubted that as long as he did it himself, those two pressures would rush towards him. Pu Lao naturally won't lose a big deal because of a small thing, and when he didn't figure out where the two pressures came from, how could Pu Lao joke with his own life!

Douhua is still doing some things on his own track, and Pu Lao touched his nose stupidly.

Suddenly, Wudang trembled up and down, and then two sword qi flew out alternately.

With Wudang's trembling, Pu Lao's heart was also throbbing, and now he finally knew where his pressure came from, until he repeatedly confirmed that the basket of one green and two sword qi had flown out of the distance, Pu Lao was completely relieved, and then when he wanted to see Douhua, his eyes were full of ill intentions.

But what makes Pu Lao even more excited is that at this moment, Douhua still does not have Pu Lao in his eyes, even if he introduced himself as the fourth son of the real dragon that morning, the girl in front of him didn't even reward himself with an "oh" word.

A basket of two sword qi flew out, Pu Lao no longer had any fear in his heart, he wanted to directly wipe out the girl in front of him with one blow, but now Pu Lao has changed his mind, he wants to torture the girl in front of him to death little by little!

Douhua still didn't look at Pu Jiao beside him, but just looked at the cyan sword qi that flew out stupidly.

She still remembered the year Qingfeng flew out from the bottom of Sixiang Peak, and she and he always passed by inexplicably, seemingly getting along day and night, but they were very anxious.

Thinking back to that year, he and his brother were hungry and cold, and I also thought back to the young hero with a long knife that year. The meaning of his appearance seems to be to meet him, and the meaning of meeting him is to say goodbye again and again, but he and he have never said goodbye once!

Thinking of the so-called son of his family, Douhua thought of more people, and then tears were like a kite with a broken string, no matter how hard Douhua tried, he couldn't pull it back.

"Huh!"

Pu Lao let out a sneer, looking at Douhua, and now he knew that he was afraid, it was a little too late!

Stretching out a finger and pointing at Douhua's forehead, Pu Lao tried very hard to restrain his strength, for fear that if he was not careful, he would not control his strength well and point this little human girl to death.

Pu Lao carefully controlled his strength, and when his black nails lightly touched Douhua's forehead, Douhua's smooth skin suddenly lost all luster in an instant, and the original crystal clear skin became extremely old.

As if sensing the changes in his body, Douhua raised his hand to look at his wrinkled skin, wrinkled hands, and only a thin layer of skin wrapped around the bones.

After three days, Douhua finally raised his eyes to look at Pu Lao, who held his head high proudly, and his eyes seemed to say, even if you beg me, I will not let you go!

Douhua was just stunned, but there was not much panic in his eyes.

Then a puzzling scene happened, Douhua did not become self-pitying because of the old appearance of his face, or had any trace of panic, but indifferently stretched out a withered finger and pointed at Pu Gao's forehead.

The slender jade hands that were originally like mutton fat jade were dyed in the spring, summer, autumn and winter of the old woman.

Pu Lao felt a little incredible, obviously this human girl seemed powerless, but why when she stretched out her finger and pointed it on her forehead, she felt that she could not avoid it.

The moment he made contact, Pu Lao only felt as if a storm had swept through his brain, and then Pu Lao heard the first words that Douhua said to himself.

"My son-in-law has a sword, which can destroy the world and the sun, and can cut the sun and the moon, I have watched it for ten years and remembered it for ten years!"