Shaking his head, he smiled bitterly: "Qilin Daoist said that it was funny, Ben Tai's mana is now divided into two, not only did he break through the realm of Da Luo Jin Xian, but the two clones only have the strength of Taiyi Jin Xian, it can be said that they do not rise but fall, if it is really a corpse, how can there be the current situation?"

Shui Qilin was surprised when he heard this, racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he didn't come up with a clue, and finally he could only choose to give up in despair. Looking at the three people who were still fighting fiercely in the lobby, although the six-eared macaque Yuan Ming and Shen Gongbao joined forces to occupy the absolute upper hand, but because the lobby was too narrow, it was difficult to solve the evil thoughts in a short period of time, and the water qilin asked, "I don't know what you think about what Shen Dao Youfang said?"

"I wonder how much of Shen Daoyou's words are true?" asked without answering.

"Seven parts truth, three parts lies. Shui Qilin didn't expect that the fox was so discerning, and he said a little flickeringly.

"That's enough!" said the sly man. Shui Qilin was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't yet figured out the hidden meaning of the words, but he saw that Shannian Raccoon was also soaring into the air, and pounced on the fierce three people who were fighting on the Yamen Hall in the posture of a hungry tiger.

Standing not far from the water qilin, the blood god Jun Ding introduced the fierce beast that had never done anything after talking to the water qilin, I don't know what stimulus it was, and even rushed into the lobby, so he was shocked and didn't have time to question the water qilin, he reached out to untie the ninety-nine scattered gourd on his waist, and Ding Yin was about to join the battle group. As soon as he raised his legs, before he could take a step, the Blood God Monarch Ding Yin suddenly felt that someone was pulling him behind him, and Ding Yin's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of annoyance, who was so blind, he actually stopped himself at such a critical moment, and turned to the person with red eyes angrily. Who knew that Ding Yin was stunned after turning his head, and what caught his eye was the compassionate face and bare head of King Ming of Dapeng, Ding Yin said suspiciously: "Senior King Ming, why did you stop the poor road?"

King Dapeng Ming did not answer Ding Yin's question, but raised his head and motioned for Ding Yin to take a look. Ding Yin turned to the lobby and looked at it, and was surprised that there was only one fierce beast left in the hall at this time, and this divine beast did not continue to fight with Yuan Ming and Shen Gongbao, but lay on the lobby in a daze. Scratching his head regardless of the image, he stared at the fox tightly, and after watching for a full three breaths, the blood god Jun Ding Yin finally appeared a phenomenon that surprised him, because there were two tiger tails on the buttocks of the beast.

Rubbing his eyes a little uncertainly, Ding Yin looked carefully at the ass of the raccoon again, yes, it is indeed two, what is going on? Could it be that the disappeared fox and the previous one have actually merged together? Looking at the constantly changing look between good and evil on the face of this raccoon man, the more Ding Yin's judgment was confirmed.

"Bastard, what are you doing, he killed our brother!" shouted viciously.

"Let it go, don't continue to do evil, do you still want to continue to live in this cage?" said plainly, with too much helplessness and relief in his words.

"What are you talking nonsense, what are we holding on for tens of thousands of years? Now you say you want to give up, no, never!"

"Shen Daoyou, don't do it yet!"

Seeing this fierce beast constantly switching between good and evil, and such a changing expression constantly appeared on the same face, Shen Gongbao and Yuan Ming also felt a little confused. Hearing the urging of Shannian Xuan, Shen Gongbao was stunned for a moment, there was a little unbearable in his eyes, Yuan Ming, who was standing with him, heard this loud shout of Shannian, but he was sober and tight, and his desire for blood made him not even think, he raised the mixed iron rod with the thickness of a baby's arm, jumped high, and smashed towards the top door of the fierce.

Staring at the black mixed iron rod that was getting closer and closer in his eyes, the fierce face became hideous again, and Yang roared angrily: "Evil barrier, you dare to ......" Before he finished speaking, the mixed iron rod had already reached the top of his head, and with a crisp knocking sound, he saw that the words behind the fierce iron were beaten back into his abdomen.

As Yuan Ming's powerful stick settled, the lobby, which was originally a little noisy because of the change of his character, fell silent in an instant, this silence was extremely unusual in the main hall of the yamen with dozens of people, and it lasted for a long time, and finally, a crisp click sound came into Shen Gongbao's ears, and it seemed to be directly transmitted to his heart, he exhaled a breath and said in his heart: It's over.

The six-eared macaque Yuan Ming naturally heard this crisp sound, and contrary to Shen Gongbao, instead of feeling relieved, he cursed and muttered: "It's really boring to solve it so easily." ”

Although Yuan Ming's voice was very low, it did not escape Shen Gongbao's ears, he shook his head with a wry smile, and with a wave of his sleeves, he put the fragments of the bronze body scattered on the ground into his sleeves, glanced at the door leading to the back hall, and said no more, and walked out first......

Wudang Mountain, Jingzhou, one of the seventy-two blessed places in Middle-earth, its Taoist legend is the pre-Qin time of the immortal body of Linfan, incarnated as Xu Fu's true martial arts demon emperor passed on, since the pre-Qin, Wudang Mountain has become the human world and Kunlun, Shu Mountain side by side with a Taoist holy land, admired by the people of the world, although the dynasty is with the help of Buddhism to seize the artifact of the Middle Earth people, but it has not affected the prosperity of Wudang Mountain, even more prosperous than before. The reason why this is so, on the one hand, Wudang Mountain and Shu Mountain, belong to the Taiqing sage Taishang Laojun's Taoist inheritance, because of this layer of incense affection, although the human world is Shushan and Buddhism stand side by side, but it is not as blindly suppressed as the Kunlun faction of Yuqing Taishang Laojun; , Wudang Mountain also because of the emperor's worship and the management of the Taoist priests to make the incense more prosperous.

In such a beautiful scenery where humanity and nature complement each other, an old man with a white beard but a face like a crown of jade is leading a group of Taoists of all ages, slowly playing Tai Chi on the square in front of the Zhenwu Temple. Reflecting the beautiful morning sun, in this beautiful landscape picture, accompanied by the beat of Taijiquan's 'flowing clouds and flowing water, continuous', it outlines a chapter of harmony between man and nature.

Just when they were immersed in the harmony of Taoism and nature, and realized the beauty of dissolving in heaven and earth, suddenly a young Taoist ran up the mountain almost with his hands and feet, and the anxious look on his face made the old Taoist priest in the square ignore his embarrassment.

"Liuyun, so flustered, what kind of system!" Although he knew that there must have been something that made this young Taoist Liuyun panic, in front of so many disciples, the old Taoist priest still pretended to be calm and scolded.

The young Taoist priest Liuyun secretly called when he received the old Taoist's scolding, and he knew it in his heart, and arched his hand: "Yes, my brother is rude, and I ask the ancestor to punish him." ”

The old Taoist priest waved his hand to the people standing on the square and looking at each other, signaling them to practice boxing on their own, and turned to Liuyun: "You come with the poor road." Then he walked to the main hall of the True Martial Arts Temple without looking back.

Liuyun hurriedly followed the old Taoist to the top of the main hall, and while walking, he looked back at the mountain road up the mountain in fear, looking at his frightened appearance, the old Taoist priest waved his hand to close the door of the hall, and asked: "Liuyun, what happened to the mountain, which made you so flustered?"

"Ancestor, it's not good, there is a group of demons from the side of the mountain who have come up the mountain. Liuyun heard the old Taoist priest ask, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the old Taoist priest's sleeve and said in a panic, although he didn't realize how rude he was to do this.

"Nonsense, the True Martial Arts Temple is built by Heaven and worshiped by the royal family, who is so bold that they dare to attack the True Martial Arts Temple, do they want to rebel?" the old Taoist priest shouted suspiciously.

"The patriarch is real, the person who is now in that group of people is a Taoist in a blood-red robe, as if he is the leader of the Asura Demon Sect that the ancestor of Shushan Changmei once mentioned, the blood god Jun Ding Yin!" As if to confirm that he was not mistaken, Liuyun described the person he saw, while pointing towards the case in front of the main hall seat.

Above the desk was a black carved wooden box.

The old Taoist priest came to the desk in three steps and two steps, reached out and picked up the carved wooden box, and opened it roughly, without the slightest fear that this exquisite work of art would be damaged. He poked his thin palm into the wooden box, took out a framed portrait of a person, unfolded it and handed it to Liuyun, and said, "You have seen it carefully, the person you saw at the bottom of the mountain, but the person in this painting?"

Although Liuyun was annoyed that the patriarch doubted his judgment several times, he still reached out to take the portrait and looked at it, but saw that the person in the conversation was about thirty or forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fluttering beard under his chin, but he could also be called a fairy wind Dao bone, but with his red eyes and blood-red robe, but the image of a demon who was alive and well, it was difficult to imagine how such different personalities could appear on the same person at the same time.

At this time, Liuyun was not in the mood to think about this, seeing the blood-red Taoist robe and red eyes that seemed to be a signboard, what Rao was holding in his hand was just a portrait, this young Taoist still felt as if he was being targeted by a hungry beast, and couldn't help but shiver, and stumbled: "That's it, it's him!"

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