Chapter 166: The world's rich armor loses business, and the congenital Tao is scorched and yang

The Tongshan faction that walked the old man was wrapped up and down, and all the factions died. But under the leadership of the new head Zhang Ruidong, and the baptism of a big war just now, it is the people's desire and more united.

Besides, on the Tuotuo Ridge of Xinglong Mountain, the old and young heroes returned to the Tuotuo Ridge, in addition to burying the heroes who went to this battle, it was to recuperate and recuperate, and to heal their wounds. Fortunately, the Xinglin Sanren with a very thin face but a very thick skin has not left because of Zhang Jinshan, a rich man in the world, and now he is not only making a lot of money, but even the medicine basket on the hundreds of catties of hairless roosters is now filled with large gold tickets inlaid with gold patterns.

In the conference hall, it was naturally the Qinglong Douren of the Six-Foot Realm who returned to the truth sitting in the center, and the rest of the heroes of all ages sat with their hands drooping.

Arrogant as a green dragon fighter, he just closes his eyes and recuperates, so he doesn't care about everyone's deliberations. In the battle of the Tongshan faction, not only did Nangong Split Heaven's eyes bleed, but the Qinglong Douren raised the 500-zhang Fangyuan Earth Mountain at a critical moment, which also hurt the foundation.

Hu Zhanshan said: "Everyone, now that the old man has just gone, Nangong Split Heaven can't bear it, if it weren't for the Qinglong Douren to reappear in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid that now the Tongshan faction has been destroyed, and then the sects that disobey him will disappear one by one." ”

Everyone frowned, and the Great Sun God begged and said: "Fortunately, the old man Jinghong has done too many good things for the rivers and lakes, and he is recognized as the predecessor of the rivers and lakes, otherwise, the Lingshan faction, the Anhua faction, and the Yishi faction will not leave that day, and they will definitely help Emperor Wu City to fight for the tiger." In that case, even if the Qinglong predecessors reappeared, it would be in vain......"

"Hmph!" Before the old chivalrous guest Yue Hui finished speaking, the Qinglong Douren snorted unhappily: "Second, third, fourth, on the fifteenth of this month, take a trip with me to Emperor Wu City, I want to see how many means Nangong Splitting Heaven has." ”

After that, without waiting for the Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Xuanwu Douren to talk, the Qinglong Douren left the table and walked away. Let Yue Hui's old chivalrous guest not be embarrassed.

Zhang Jinshan is the number one businessman in the world, naturally thoughtful, seeing that everyone was embarrassed for a while, he hurriedly said: "That Nangong Split Heaven has more than one martial artist, and the power of the rivers and lakes is even more comprehensive, and now, all the businessmen in the world have been collected by him, and Zhang's business, nine times out of ten, is about to be swallowed up by him." After that, he laughed helplessly.

Everyone can see that today's Zhang Jinshan has long lost the old rich and noble appearance, his face is haggard, and his robe looks loose. However, fortunately, there have been quite a lot of savings over the years, and the emaciated whale is many times larger than the ant. Feeding 18,000 people for hundreds of years is not a problem.

Wang Lizhi, the old woman who was full of flowers, said: "Nangong Split Heaven does have a scheming, right wrist. But if he wants to take away the world's business from you Zhang Jinshan in just a few years, how is this possible?"

Hu Zhanshan said: "Nangong Split Heaven recruits talents, among the eighteen top ones in the world, there are four top pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings, only the qin armor is remembered by us with sound wave skills, and the other top three have you ever remembered who they are?"

The crowd was speechless for a moment. As a person in the rivers and lakes, born in this era of doing things if you don't agree, who will remember the literati who were powerless?

Hu Zhanshan continued: "Nangong Split Heaven is indeed more open-minded than us, and the pattern is bigger. He accepted Xu Chunqiu, the world's book, and worshiped him as the emperor's teacher. This Xu Chunqiu Bo ancient and modern, although he is a literati, but resourceful, there is Xu Chunqiu alone, the enemy has more than one million male soldiers, and the land is not bloody. It was this literati who had never shown his head that took eighty or ninety percent of Jinshan's business. ”

Zeng Kewei of the Taoist Mountains and Rivers said: "Since he is a literati, with the unpredictable magic power of the Rat King, he sent 18,000 rats to kill that Xu Chunqiu, isn't it over?"

Hu Zhanshan said: "It's a joke for my brother." With the silenced saucers all over the world as the eyeliner, Xu Chunqiu can master the affairs of the world without leaving home, and he can win thousands of miles away in strategizing. Hu's ability has long been in his hands. The plan of the world's scholars, if he can't even save his own life, how can he be worshiped as the emperor. What's more, Nangong Splitting Heaven didn't know how many masters he sent to secretly surround Xu Chunqiu. This treasure of Emperor Wu City, how can it be said that assassination can be assassinated?"

The heroes said one sentence to another, until noon, and then dispersed.

Out of the conference hall, Hu Zhanshan stopped Suzaku Douren and said, "Brother Qinglong's temper is really stubborn. ”

Suzaku also said helplessly: "Yes, the eldest brother has always said the same." ”

"There are definitely more than Nangong Splittian, Jia Wudi, Liu Gongqing, and Chen Zhiyuan in Emperor Wu City. ”

"Well, I know that, too. ”

"Then if you go to Emperor Wu City, you won't go back?"

"If you don't go back, you won't come back. ”

Hu Zhanshan knew that none of the four fighting people were normal people, and since he had already said it in front of the old and young masters, no one could change it. Moreover, no one is allowed to help, otherwise whoever helps them will be their enemy.

However, with the four elephant formations of the four fighting people, two or three major faction leaders did not want to leave them behind.

Suzaku Douren said again: "On the fifteenth day of this month, if you go to Emperor Wu City and our four brothers don't come back, then Wentian will entrust this child to you in the future." ”

The Rat King said: "It is this matter that must worry you." ”

"What?"

"Ask the heavens about the child's life, I can only count it until the fifteenth of this month. After that, I don't know how to do it. ”

After hearing this, the phoenix's eyes widened, his body shook twice, and he almost fell. Bu Shen has always been a good calculation, he said that Ma Wentian's fate can only be counted to the fifteenth of this month, that is, the king of heaven Lao Tzu does not want to change.

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There are two views of the head of the Tao in the world, and Hongfei Zhenren said that in the Dao, he is one and a half steps behind Jiaoyang Dao, so that the Burning Yang View is the true Dao is unparalleled.

In the past six months, a strange thing has happened. There was a female monk sitting at the door of the Burning Sun Temple. This monk is different from the nuns of the Central Plains, with white skin and beautiful appearance, blue eyes and high nose. It's just that an arm is missing.

The female monk sat in front of the door of the scorching sun for half a year, eating and sleeping in the open air. At the beginning, the little Taoist priest in the Burning Sun Temple pointed at the female monk and whispered every time he went in and out. Now that time has passed, everyone regards her as a stone lion at the door, thinking that she should be there, and no one pays attention to her anymore.

There are really a lot of pilgrims in the Burning Sun Temple, and some people give alms to the female monks at this gate for a long time.

Only Jiaoyang Daoist, the female monk, and Wan Qi Yutao, who did not dare to go down the mountain, knew that this female monk who was not in his 100s or 200s had to rest with Wan Qi Yutao, who was in his early twenties. In the eyes of Wan Qi Shaoxia, this monk is a hooligan, that is, sanctimonious, just like Hongfei Zhenren!

Once Jiaoyang Daoist and this Western Regions Dharma King and the Rakshasa Buddha of the world competed with the level of the Dao Method, at that time, it was just the point. But even if he didn't exert his strength, Daoist Jiaoyang also felt that this one-armed female Dharma King walking in the forest of three thousand lions had profound Buddhism and was not inferior to himself.

But being in Luofeng Mountain, the ancestral court of Taoism, and occupying a favorable location, Daoist Jiaoyang is confident that the Dharma King of Buddhism is by no means his opponent. What's more, the world's first runic sword, the peachwood sword heavenly spell left by the great real person Qiu Daoling three thousand years ago is in Luofeng Mountain, that is, the legendary three kings of the Western Regions have arrived, and Daoist Jiaoyang is not afraid!

The congenital Taoist fetus Wan Qi Yutao was first deceived by Hongfei Zhenren of Qingsong Mountain and read countless Taoist classics, and now he can be regarded as entering the door. However, as soon as he got started, he surpassed the comprehension of Taoism by ninety percent of the Taoist priests in the world, and in the debate of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism once every ten years, he represented the Taoists to overthrow everyone with the word "reason", and took the lead.

Now he is trapped in the Burning Sun Temple again, and as soon as he leaves the mountain gate, he will be taken away by the female monk. Wan Qi Shaoxia is not depressed, and he is accompanied by the little green cow every day.

Today, Daoist Jiaoyang came to Houshan to see how Wan Qi Yutao understood the Taoist classic "Twelve Classics of Tushi". saw Wan Qiyu squatting in front of the little green cow, boredly grabbing a handful of hay to feed the cow.

The lazy and lazy Jiao Yang Dao Chang walked over, and was just about to speak, but he saw that the hay in Wan Qi Yutao's hand was the nest where the fox who had gone down the mountain had slept for a hundred years.

Gentle and easy-going, Daoist Jiaoyang immediately shouted: "Wan Qi Yutao, what do you feed the cows!"

As he spoke, he snatched the unfinished hay from the cow's mouth.

Wan Qiyu looked back with displeased eyes on his face and shouted: "What do you say? This winter's green and yellow are not harvested, and you don't send someone to get some forage for Xiaoqing, what do I don't feed him hay? Look at how long this grass has been, there is no nutrition at all, you are embarrassed to say." ”

Jiao Yang Dao Chang blew his beard and said: "This grass is the nest that the red civet has slept in for a hundred years, I am not willing to throw it, you feed the cow!"

"A hundred years? I said why do you do this, Xiaoqing doesn't like to eat, but lighting the stove is just right. ”

Daoist Jiao Yang looked up at the stove that was still emitting black smoke at the entrance of the main hall, and was shocked! The strength that had been carried for two hundred years rushed over like thunder. He took the purple wooden sword that was pulling the firewood out of the stove and quickly slapped the spark on the Heavenly Curse Sword.

This world's first rune sword has been burned black and has been carbonized.

The number one real person in the world of Taoism sat paralyzed on the ground and cried: "Wow, woo, woo...... Ancestor, the disciple is not filial, and he has broken this heavenly curse, woo woo woo woo...... Red civet, I shouldn't have let this loser live in the back mountain......"

Wan Qiyu Tao said with disdain on his face: "Cut, what is the world's first talisman sword, I think it is to sell fame and reputation, and it is to deceive the world! You smell it, a sandalwood fragrance, is this an ordinary wooden sword, it is miraculous and ignorant by you people who run the rivers and lakes!"

"You, you, you!" Jiao Yang stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and pointed at Wan Qi Yutao with old tears, but he was speechless for a while, and then he cried bitterly. "Woo woo, my distressed red fox, why did you leave me behind, ah......"