Long Ji came and went like the wind, which really made Yin Wugeng unable to figure it out. Seeing that Zhao Gongming was about to leave, the Holy Mother of Wudang stepped forward and shouted: "Brother Zhao Dao!" Zhao Gongming stopped when he heard this, looked back, and the Holy Mother caught up and said: "Although Brother Zhao Dao is in the Heavenly Court, he was also a member of my sect in the past. Zhao Gongming was noncommittal, and only said: "Zhao is already a person in the heavenly court, so he naturally obeys the princess's orders, and the two sects have their own destiny." Farewell!"

Zhao Gongming's attitude was ambiguous, which made the Holy Mother feel uncertain, she called Yin Wugeng and asked: "Geng'er, I see that Princess Longji is very arrogant, but she seems to be quite interested in you......"

"Master, don't think about it, I've only met her twice......" Yin Wugeng scratched his nose in embarrassment, and his face turned red.

Our Lady laughed at first, and then commanded, "I want to tell you to be careful of this princess." Heavenly Court is unpredictable, I'm afraid that there are other plans, you are still inexperienced, don't be blinded by beauties. ”

"Got it, Master. Yin Wugeng responded, he always felt that there was something in his heart that could not be explained, that is, the purple ribbon fairy robe that Long Ji was wearing, where did she get it?

Ten days later, the bronze bird platform of Drum Mountain.

As soon as it was early in the morning, it was already full of people, and the two sects came early in order to take the lead, and the small drum mountain suddenly seemed to be very lively.

Only three people came, Yin Wugeng and Wudang Our Lady and Ma Sui. It's not that it's a big deal, it's that there's really no one to use. Except for the Holy Mother of Wudang, who has more than 100,000 years of Taoism, Ma Sui has only 70,000 years of Taoism, and the rest of the sectarians are thousands of years of Taoism, and it is useless to come.

And there were a lot of people from the Sect of Interpretation, Yin Wugeng looked at it, not only the nine golden immortals from before, but also the three generations of disciples led by Yang Jian. In addition to Yang Jian and Wei Hu, there are also two people standing over there, quite young, in a watery Taoist suit, one carrying a spear, the other carrying a Wu Hook sword, heroic posture, they are the disciples of Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Fuxian Zhenren - Jin Zha and Mu Zha. It's strange that I don't see the third Nezha.

Yin Wugeng's gaze suddenly fell on a woman in Tsing Yi, only to see his lips open slightly, and his heart was excited: "Miss Qing'er! It's her! Great!"

"We've only been apart for more than three months, but it feels like we haven't seen each other for many years...... Yin Wugeng didn't expect that the people of Cihang Dao would bring Ao Qing to the meeting, and he was so excited that he couldn't help but walk towards Ao Qing.

Ao Qing naturally also saw Yin Wugeng. At this time, Yin Wugeng was wrapped in soap clothes, with her forehead and hair tied up, handsome and straight, she was thrilled to see it, and secretly thought to herself: "I haven't seen you for three or four months, I didn't expect this stinky boy to grow so tall!"

Yin Wugeng walked in front of Ao Qing as if no one was around, and the two looked at each other for a long time, but neither of them spoke first, and they were suddenly a little embarrassed. When he was young, Yin Wugeng opened his mouth first and asked softly: "Qing'er, how are you? The ten-year appointment has not arrived, I didn't expect to meet today, great!"

"What's good?" Ao Qing turned his head to look at the master, and sighed in a low voice: "You don't know, today is the day of the martial arts competition between the two religions, you see that they are expressionless and vicious. It's you, you will inevitably end up fighting for a while, be careful. ”

Yin Wugeng was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a woman's voice behind him: "Senior Brother Yin, why did you talk to the people who explained the teachings so hotly as soon as you came, aren't you afraid that others will say that you have a secret relationship with the teachings?"

There were three points of jealousy and seven points of dissatisfaction in this voice, Yin Wugeng didn't need to look back to know that it was Princess Longji who came, so he turned around and arched his hand, "Princess, don't misunderstand, this Qing'er girl, the two of us have known each other before joining the sect, and we are old friends." ”

"Hmph. Princess Longji was a little unhappy on her face, and said coldly: "Today is the day of the two sects of martial arts, if you want to talk about the past, let's talk about it later." Please ask Senior Brother Yin to return to the sect and take a seat. ”

This remark made Ao Qing quite disgusted, but in order to take care of the overall situation, he had to make a long story short. She grabbed Yin Wugeng's sleeve and whispered, "Yin Wugeng, if my master meets you in battle for a while, you must not hurt him." Yin Wugeng nodded, "Don't worry." The people of Cihang Dao have saved my life, and I naturally know it. Then he reluctantly returned to the sect and sat down.

Although the two were separated, they still flirted with each other, and only smoked Long Jiqi's seven orifices. Zhao Gongming saw it in his eyes and said in a low voice: "The princess has something big to do today, don't lose a big one because of a small one." Being persuaded by this, Long Ji calmed down, and then walked up to the Tongque Platform and said loudly to the immortals: "Today, all the immortals have come to the Drum Mountain, which really makes this small place flourish. Let's gossip less, the Tongque platform in front of us is the ring of the fighting method, so we invite the two teachers to each have three people, and the one who wins two games in three games is the winner today. But before we begin, for the sake of fairness, please hand over the four ancient swords to me for safekeeping. ”

As soon as Long Ji's words fell, the exposition side caused a commotion. The Antarctic Immortal Weng stroked his beard and thought: "In the past three days, we have searched all over the world, the south and the north and the earth and have not found a few Taoist friends who have disappeared, and the whereabouts of the three ancient swords are unknown, what is good now?"

Over there, Yin Wugeng had already walked in front of Long Ji with the immortal box in his hand, handed over the sword, and instructed: "This sword is not trivial, and I ask Miss Long Ji to keep it carefully." ”

"Hmph. Long Ji took the box and deliberately threw it back, threw it to Zhao Gongming, and no longer paid attention to Yin Wugeng.

The beauty in front of him changed her face faster than turning a book, and Yin Wugeng didn't dare to say anything, so she went back stupidly.

"The sword of the sect has been handed over, but what about the sword of the sect?" asked Long Ji as he looked at the Antarctic Immortal.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng got up and replied, "I'm ashamed to say it. The three-mouth sword was originally kept by my three junior brothers, and later handed over to the Burning Lamp Daoist. It's a pity that these people haven't been seen for days, and I have been looking for three days to no avail. But princess, please rest assured, my Antarctic Immortal Weng guarantees his life with his net worth, if he wins today, as long as he finds all his Taoist friends in a few days and gets the sword, I will personally send the sword to Biyou Palace as soon as possible!"

"Cut!" Ma Sui sneered, "It turns out that I want to empty the glove treasure!"

Long Ji thought for a while, and comforted the Sect Sect Immortals: "Don't worry, the Antarctic Immortal Weng is a senior brother of the Sect of Interpretation, and he has always been true to his word. What's more, if there is a little woman to testify today, he will definitely not be able to rely on it. Let's get both sides into battle!"

Just listen to the sound of a gong, and the ring has begun. Yin Wugeng stood up and walked up to the Tongque Platform calmly, and let go of his hand, "I don't know which senior will teach you?"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng stroked his beard, thinking: "I didn't expect it to be Yin Wugeng at the beginning, it seems that the sect is going to win the first game...... However, the poor Dao has already taken a countermeasure!' I saw the immortal Weng look at the Cihang Daoist and ordered: "Fellow Daoist, let your disciple go down the first game first." ”

Ao Qing, who was standing behind Cihangdao's body, was frightened by the three souls out of his body, "What?me?" How could Cihangdao people not know the intentions of the Antarctic Immortal? ”

"Master, this is absolutely impossible. Ao Qing hurriedly excused himself and said: "The disciple has only been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, and it has only been a few months since he entered your disciple, how can he be Yin Wugeng's opponent, if he loses in one move, wouldn't it be an insult to the prestige of the sect?"

"Hey~" Cihang Daoist waved his hand, "Since you are my subordinate, you must obey the master's orders, just go to the stage." ”

Ao Qing's heart was churning, she would never have dreamed that her master would let herself fight on stage, and her opponent was Yin Wugeng, who had been thinking about it for a long time. But at this moment, the master's fate was difficult to disobey, and although she was reluctant, she had to slowly walk into the ring with a sword.

Like Ao Qing, Yin Wugeng never expected that the exposition would make this move, and the Jiaolong double whip in his hand was a little unstable. 'How so...... How could it be her?' Yin Wugeng thought of any opponent who fought against him in the past few days, but he never thought that it would be Ao Qing.

"Qing'er ......" Yin Wugeng was a little at a loss, how could he do anything to Ao Qing? Yin Wugeng glanced back at the Holy Mother, struggled in his heart, and was ready to admit defeat on the spot.

Of course, the Holy Mother and Ma Sui didn't know what this Ao Qing had to do with Yin Wugeng, and at this moment, seeing that Yin Wugeng had no master, he was also a little panicked, because Yin Wugeng had to win the first game, otherwise the remaining two games, how could the sect have the certainty of victory? If Yin Wugeng lost, it would be equivalent to announcing the result in advance.

Yin Wugeng was slowly letting go of the golden whip in his hand and letting the weapon fall to the ground, which could be regarded as admitting defeat. Just as he was about to start, a voice came into his mind: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Yin to really pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! He even disregarded the face of the sect and wanted to admit defeat on the spot!" Yin Wugeng suddenly woke up and looked sideways at Long Ji, he knew that it was Long Ji's divine consciousness transmission.

'The princess doesn't know, she has a life-saving grace for me, how can I hurt her and let her lose face in front of everyone?'

'Senior Brother Yin is such a fool, who let you hurt her? You can shatter her weapon, and she will lose. If you admit defeat and have you ever thought about the consequences, it is equivalent to announcing the defeat in advance. ’

"That's right. "Yin Wugeng patted his head, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, 'I don't have to hurt her, I just need to shoot down her weapon......' Yin Wugeng was actually not stupid, but he was disturbed by this trick of the teaching, and he was stunned for a while.

Seeing that Ao Qing was slow to move, the Cihang Dao people over there urged: "Don't do it yet?"

Ao Qing had no choice but to bite the silver teeth and shouted: "Yin Wugeng, the sword has no eyes!

Seeing the shadow of the sword coming, Yin Wugeng raised his whip to block it a few times, and retreated while blocking; with his cultivation today, it was easy to defeat Ao Qing in one move, but he wouldn't do it, but it was like a dragon playing with a phoenix, giving way everywhere.

Huang Tianhua, who was standing beside Long Ji, stood with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile: "This Yin Wugeng clearly has affection for this woman, he can control the enemy with one move, but he wants to let it go everywhere." "Long Ji naturally didn't feel good in his heart when he heard it, he snorted coldly, and used his divine sense to transmit the voice to Yin Wugeng: 'You give in everywhere like this, and the fool can see that you are doing it on purpose, aren't you afraid that the sect will misunderstand?'

"My gentleman is frank, what misunderstanding are you afraid of?" Yin Wugeng didn't appreciate it either, and only stopped saying anything about Long Ji.

After thirty or fifty times, Yin Wugeng felt that it was almost over, and then saw the momentum of the sword, suddenly waved his sleeve, and shook the sword in Ao Qing's hand and fell to the ground. The dust has settled.

Ao Qing only felt numb in his wrist, but he didn't expect that Yin Wugeng's realm was far beyond his imagination. Yin Wugeng hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Qing'er, are you okay?" Ao Qing knew that Yin Wugeng wanted to let it be the best solution at this moment, and nodded gratefully.

At the last moment, Yin Wugeng still took the overall situation as the focus and won the first game, which made Wudang Virgin and Ma Sui breathe a long sigh of relief. Long Ji announced with a blushing face: "The first battle is won by Yin Wugeng, the sect of interception!

Ao Qing got off the Tongque Platform and said to the people of Cihang Dao: "Master, the disciple is incompetent and has lost this battle. "Cihangdao people know it well, how can they blame it?

The Antarctic Immortal Weng held his cane and thought: "It is expected that we will lose the first game, and we will need to win both games in the next game, and we must not afford to lose." Then he ordered: "Yang Jian, you come to fight the second game." Yang Jian arched his hand and said, "Obey!" Then he jumped up and stood on the stage.

When the Holy Mother of Wudang and Ma Sui saw that it was Yang Jian, they couldn't help frowning, just because this Yang Jian's skills were extraordinary, although this son was a disciple of the three generations of teaching, he also had 100,000 years of Taoism, and he was the only one of the three generations of disciples Taiyi Golden Immortal, not to mention that this son had practiced the secret technique of the Jade Void Palace' 'Eight or Nine Xuangong', invulnerable, invulnerable, good at change, and very difficult to beat. Even predecessors such as the Virgin Mary and Ma Sui would never dare to be careless.

The three of them discussed it, and finally decided that the Holy Mother of Wudang would fight against Yang Jian, after all, the Holy Mother had Dinghaizhu in her hand, and the victory was still relatively large.

Yang Jian was wearing a goose yellow robe, wearing a fan cloud crown, holding a three-pointed and two-edged edge in his hand, and arched his hand towards the Holy Mother and said, "Junior Yang Jian, please teach the Holy Mother!" The Holy Mother sacrificed a sword in her hand, and the two fought for thirty or fifty times without winning or losing, Our Lady was a woman after all, and her strength was not as good as Yang Jian's, and Yang Jian's martial arts were outstanding, and she gradually gained the upper hand.

"Good means!" Our Lady took a breath to set up the divine edge, and then showed her left hand to sacrifice the blue water swimming dragon flag, which flew in the air and wrapped Yang Jian. Yang Jian shouted 'change', and then turned into a flying insect and disappeared. The flag fell back into the hands of the Virgin, it was empty, and the Virgin was surprised, the Virgin heard the wind behind her ears, Yang Jian appeared in its original form and waved the knife to chop, so panicked that the Virgin hurriedly parried, and the bead flower on her head was cut off by Shenfeng.

"Master. Yin Wugeng watched the battle from the audience, and when he saw that the Holy Mother had fallen behind, his heart suddenly tightened, after all, Yang Jian's martial arts had been taught by himself.

At the critical moment, Our Lady shook her hand and used the Dinghai Pearl at the bottom of the box. As soon as the twenty-four white Dinghai Pearls came out, they immediately lit up half of the sky. As soon as he saw Dinghaizhu appear, even Zhao Gongming, who was watching the battle, couldn't help the surprise in his heart: "I thought that my treasure fell into the hands of the old man who burned the lamp, but I didn't expect it to be ......taken by the Holy Mother."

Yang Jian only felt that his eyes flickered, and he was instantly beaten by Dinghaizhu and fell on the Tongque Platform. This blow knocked Yang Jian into a trance, but fortunately, the Eight or Nine Xuangong was worthy of being a peerless student of the Jade Void Palace, even if it was Ding Haizhu, he couldn't knock down Yang Jian with one blow. I saw him turn over and hide in mid-air, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Our Lady guarded Dinghaizhu on both sides, vigilantly staring at everything around her. Yang Jian's 'whoosh' suddenly appeared from behind him, and the Holy Mother hurriedly turned around and pushed Dinghaizhu towards Yang Jian, but he didn't know that it was a phantom. Yang Jian's true body appeared on the top of the Virgin's head, and I saw that he turned his palm over and sacrificed an ancient seal.

"Is it Fantianyin?" Yin Wugeng saw this treasure, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.