Nanping Prefecture.

Pine Creek County.

Outside Mount Tumon.

The clouds were shrouded, 100,000 Yin soldiers were in the sky, and more than a dozen gods and spirits were mighty and blooming.

"Nanpingzhou City God's Mansion Jun!"

"Songxi County Chenghuang Zun God!"

"The mountain god of Tumeng Mountain in Songxi County!"

"The mountain god of Baiyu Mountain in Songxi County!"

"Songxi County ......"

......

"Shhh

"With such a big posture, is there something big going on in Tumon Mountain?"

Such a momentum has long attracted many martial artists and Buxu Dao monks to watch.

Thereinto.

Jun Han Wujian of Chenghuang Mansion in Nanpingzhou, Sanjiang Shenji of Songxi County Chenghuangzun, as well as the mountain gods of Tumeng Mountain and Baiyu Mountain are all big names in a county and even a state and a government. Han Wujian is even more remarkable, and has a pivotal position in the entire Ming Dynasty.

These Shinto gods gathered here, and there were even 100,000 divine court 'heavenly soldiers' pressing the formation.

Anyone should be curious.

"Mount Tumun is weird!"

"Twenty years ago, the strangeness of Tumeng Mountain, which was severely damaged by the deadwood monks of the Great Chan Temple, reappeared, and even the elders of the Baiyu Temple were caught in it, and it was Zhang Zhaofeng, who had always been low-key. The relationship between Zhang Zhaofeng and the Chenghuang Mansion Jun of Nanpingzhou——"

Someone knew the root cause and explained in a whisper.

The listener was stunned.

Twenty years ago, perhaps not much was known about the strange things about Mount Tumon, after all, time has changed. However, the 'lace' of Zhang Zhaofeng and Nanpingzhou Chenghuang Mansion Jun has been widely spread and talked about by people in the rivers and lakes.

If Zhang Zhaofeng fell into the Tumeng Mountain, it would be completely reasonable for Han Wujian to launch such a large formation.

"Hugh is nonsense!"

A voice suddenly came from his side, and the middle-aged martial artist who spoke was startled, and immediately turned his head and glared.

This look.

A thirty-year-old warrior wearing a white robe embroidered with white feathers on the robe strode towards the meteor. Step by step, the true yuan is strong, and the cultivation revealed is at least the womb hiding realm!

This cultivation is not to mention for the time being, just look at the Taoist robe system on his body, as well as the momentum that he has cultivated in a high position for a long time, he will know that it is not bad.

Not to mention that this middle-aged martial artist still knows this person-

"Master Wei!"

"Under the nonsense, under the nonsense!"

"Atonement for all hopes!"

The middle-aged warrior was busy bowing down to apologize, and his face was panicked and fearful.

"Master Wei?!"

"Wei Mingshan, the head of the White Feather Temple!"

Many warriors beside him instantly came back to their senses, and they were also shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly saluted the Dao robe warriors.

I don't blame these people for being frightened.

This robe warrior is the head of Baiyun Temple-Wei Mingshan!

Not to mention the identity of Wei Mingshan's Bai Yuguan head, it is enough to deter one party. His son, Master Wei Nanshan, is the head of the Zhiyun Mountain Dojo of the Southern Sect of Buxu Dao, and his status in Buxu Dao and Daming is extremely high. The name of Wei Nanshan is known all over the world, and it is the existence of Mount Tai Beidou in the Buxu Road.

That's fine!

What's more important is that Wei Mingshan is still the senior brother of Han Wujian and Zhang Zhaofeng that they discussed before, and he is from the same family, and Han Wujian's father is Wei Mingshan's teacher!

How close is this relationship?

If he told Han Wujian this, Han Fujun would be furious, and the consequences would be unimaginable!

Thinking of this, everyone was in despair.

Fortunately, Wei Mingshan did not intend to delve into it.

"The status of the king of Han is respected, and all the people believe. Don't mention this kind of heart-wrenching remark in the future. Wei Mingshan's face was serious.

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"Be cautious in your words and deeds!"

The middle-aged martial artist Lian Yingdao.

Wei Mingshan nodded back and saluted, stepped on the void and walked towards the place where the gods of the Divine Court and the Heavenly Soldiers were.

The true yuan flows, and there are green mountains and green waters under the feet to manifest, as if walking all over the mountains and rivers.

"White Feather View is a peerless study - the green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever!"

"Awesome!

"What a subtle martial arts! What a subtle light skill!"

"It is worthy of being the head of Bai Yuguan. The disciples of Bai Yuguan cultivated the four martial arts of 'Qingshan', 'Unchanging', 'Green Water', and 'Changliu', and it was already difficult to master one, let alone cultivate all four martial arts to the peak of the realm, and integrate them into a top-notch martial art!"

"The head of Bai Yuguan is not obvious on weekdays, and he didn't think that his martial arts attainments were terrifying!"

......

Wei Mingshan used the White Feather Guanzhen Mountain Martial Arts and left, and the martial artists present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as Wei Mingshan doesn't care, this matter will be over.

It's just that they didn't dare to talk about Han Wujian and Zhang Zhaofeng anymore, and the conversation changed and talked about Wei Mingshan's cultivation and Bai Yuguan's martial arts.

One of them is to flatter Wei Mingshan and make up for Fang Cai's rudeness.

Second.

It was Wei Mingshan's light skills that attracted the amazement of many warriors present.

With the rise of the White Feather Temple, the reputation of the White Feather View on the rivers and lakes is getting higher and higher day by day. In the past, the three major factions of the Great Chan Temple, Xuantian Dao, and the Changhate Sword Sect, as well as the martial arts of the 'Two Mountains, Four Sects, Nine Sects, and Ten Families', the martial artists of the rivers and lakes can be like a number of treasures. Today, the martial arts in the White Feather View are also well known by many martial artists.

The four sets of martial arts of 'green mountains do not change, green water flows forever' are even more exquisite.

It is rumored that these four sets of martial arts are already extraordinary when they are cultivated to the extreme alone. If it can be fused and unified, it is even more powerful. Some people even say that this Bai Yu Guan Zhenshan Martial Arts is derived from the White Feather Guan Martial Arts by Han Wujian, the official of the Divine Court, and it is by no means inferior to the top martial arts of any major sect in the Ming Dynasty!

It's just that the truth is unknown.

......

"Wei Mingshan, the head of Baiyuguan in Nanping Prefecture, has seen Han Fujun and all the gods!"

Wei Mingshan stepped on the void, landed in front of Han Wujian and others, and bowed to Han Wujian, Ji Sanjiang and others, and the etiquette was quite thorough.

In the era of Shinto respect, although Wei Mingshan was in charge of Bai Yuguan, he also had the dual identity of the father of Wei Nanshan, the head of the Southern Sect of Buxu Dao, and the senior brother of Han Wuji, the king of Nanping Prefecture's Chenghuang Mansion.

"Master Wei is polite!"

Ji Sanjiang and other gods were clear about Wei Mingshan's identity, and they didn't dare to take it big, so they hurriedly returned the salute.

Han Wujian also smiled bitterly, "Senior Brother Wei, there is no need to be so polite between you and me, right?"

For Wei Mingshan, who was an old friend and a very close brother, Han Wujian didn't want to be so estranged.

"Etiquette cannot be abolished. ”

"Han Fujun forgive me. ”

Wei Mingshan didn't smile, and said in his mouth.

Han Wujian may not care about these etiquettes and details, but Wei Mingshan, as the head of Bai Yuguan, can't give anyone a reason to attack.

Be cautious in words and deeds, and be very self-disciplined.

When Han Wujian heard this, he was helpless for a while, and glanced at Han Wuming on the side, but saw that his eyes were looking at his nose and nose, and he had an attitude of not caring about himself, and he was even more angry.

"That's fine. ”

"Now that Senior Brother Wei is here, I will bother Songxi Chenghuang to talk about the plan. ”

Han Wujian sorted out his mind and commanded.

"Yes!"

Ji Sanjiang responded.

He originally led the Nanping Battalion of the Demon Expedition Army to fight and train in the Demon Realm, and was summoned by Han Wuji's decree, and he didn't dare to delay rushing back as soon as possible. After coming to see Han Wujian outside Tumeng Mountain, the gods discussed a set of plans, and it happened that Wei Mingshan came and happened to inform him.

Ji Sanjiang pointed to Tumeng Mountain and said, "Tumeng Mountain is weird, for some reason, he recovered from his injuries in advance and his strength has increased greatly. It is not known what level of its strength has reached now, but according to Fu Jun's speculation, it is at least the peak of the Star Realm. In other words, even if the current Tumeng Mountain is a peak martial artist of the Star Realm, he will be trapped in it and will not be able to get out. ”

"And. ”

"Master Wei should know that weirdness is far more difficult than ordinary demons!"

"In the past, the Tumeng Mountain at the level of the Mortal Realm was weird, and even the Great Grandmaster of the Star Realm, the Deadwood Divine Monk, could only hit it hard and could not kill it when he used the exquisite martial arts of the Buddha Sect. At this moment, it is undoubtedly more difficult to eradicate it and rescue Elder Zhang Zhaofeng of your sect. ”

"The plan we have now negotiated is a quick solution. ”

"It is a formation of 100,000 heavenly soldiers, blasting away the 'field' created by the strangeness of Tumeng Mountain. The Mansion Monarch will strike at the right time to rescue all the warriors trapped in it, including Elder Zhang Zhaofeng. ”

Every time Ji Sanjiang said a word, Wei Mingshan's heart sank a little.

After he finished speaking, Wei Mingshan twisted his eyebrows and said, "100,000 heavenly soldiers, blast open the weird realm." The warrior trapped in the mountains—"

Under the strength, it is difficult to have both!

Wei Mingshan looked at Han Wujian, only to see Han Wujian nodding and saying, "Senior brother is right. 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers set up a 'Wind Forest Volcano' formation, mobilizing the natural power of heaven and earth to blast open up the strange realm. The degree of this is difficult to control, the best situation for the warriors in the Tumeng Mountains is to be hit hard, and the almost gray yin soul of the body is alone, and if it is more serious, the soul is scattered......"

Han Wujian paused and said in a deep voice, "It's not impossible for the soul to fly away. ”

This is not alarmism.

Although Han Wujian will personally take action, he will rescue the martial artists trapped in the strange realm after it is broken. But under the nest, it is difficult to finish the eggs.

The lives of Zhang Zhaofeng and other warriors in the mountains are really difficult to guarantee.

"Is there no other way?" Wei Mingshan couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Zhaofeng's martial arts cultivation can rank in the top five in the White Feather View, and his potential is even greater.

He is not as idle as Han Wuming, who travels all year round, but he can combine cultivation and mundane affairs, which is very important for Bai Yuguan and Wei Mingshan.

If it falls like this, even if the Yin Soul exists, and there is a way for Han Wujian to become a Shinto deity, it will definitely be a major loss for Bai Yuguan.

Not to mention, there is also the possibility of soul scattering!

"This law. ”

"It's the best plan in a hurry. ”

Ji Sanjiang said loudly, "There is a case file in the Divine Court, and Tumeng Mountain is weird and takes pleasure in playing with people's hearts. Not long after Elder Zhang Zhaofeng fell into Tumeng Mountain, he may not have been blinded by it, and there was a glimmer of hope. If there is any further delay, the consequences will be even more unpredictable. Even if I break Mount Tumon, I'm afraid—"

Ji Sanjiang didn't finish speaking, but the meaning in his words was already very clear.

"It's-"

Wei Mingshan was in a dilemma for a while.

Seeing that he was entangled, Han Wujian said directly, "Senior brother, this matter should be done sooner rather than later, so let's follow this method." ”

This plan has been decided a long time ago, but it was only informed to Wei Mingshan, and there was no intention to ask for his opinion. At this time, Zhang Zhaofeng was trapped in Tumeng Mountain for a few days, and Han Wujian did not dare to delay.

"Pine Creek City God. ”

"Let's lead the troops and begin!"

Han Wujian waved his hand and instructed Ji Sanjiang.

"Whoa!"

Ji Sanjiang clenched his fists and led the gods and generals under his command, and he was going to lay out a large array of 'Wind Forest Volcanoes' and break Tumeng Mountain!

At this moment, a childlike voice came from the east—

"The god of Mount Tumon. ”

"Benjun is here, why don't you hurry up?!"