stepped forward and grabbed Liuyun's shoulder, the old Taoist priest also looked very anxious and flustered at this time, and he was still unwilling to let go of the little luck in his heart and asked, "Are you sure, you really didn't read it wrong?"

There was no need for Liuyun to answer, the old Taoist priest had already found the answer in his eyes, slowly let go of the hands that were deeply pinched into Liuyun's shoulders, and muttered blankly with his eyes: "This grievance between the demon and the long eyebrows, I Wudang has never participated, why did he find me Wudang today?"

At this moment, suddenly one after another screams came into the main hall from the crack in the thick hall door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside with a bang, and a Taoist wearing the same style of Taoist costume as Liuyun rolled in.

Before the "Patriarch ,,......" could spit out all the words in his throat, the young Taoist had already swallowed the last breath, but his eyes were still wide in horror and a little unwilling, full of nostalgia for this world.

There is no need for him to finish speaking, the old Taoist priest has intuitively and clearly understood everything born on the square in front of the hall through his own eyes, as Liuyun said, a group of wolf-like people from the side door and left the road, with a great evil aura and fierce flames gathered on the square, and those Taoists who originally enjoyed the morning sun bathing on the square were lying on the ground one by one, wailing in pain, and many had even fallen in a pool of blood and lost their vitality.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest was so shocked that the three souls went out of his body, and said to the young Taoist priest Liuyun in a panic, "Liuyun, you and all the senior brothers are handsome to resist the enemy, and the poor Taoist goes to the back mountain to find the senior brother!" Then I saw him running into the apse in a hurry and disappearing into the door of the black hole.

Liuyun was stunned when he heard this, how could he never realize that this master ancestor turned out to be a cowardly and afraid of things, just when he stared blankly at the door leading to the back hall, he didn't know whether he should chase after the master to report to the real person in charge, or if it was really as the master said, when he took those senior brothers who were like ants in front of the other party to sacrifice their lives bravely, the blood god Jun Ding Yin had already stepped into the main hall with his Taoist friends and disciples.

"You, what are you going to do? The poor road has taken you to Wudang Mountain......

With a flash of golden light, I saw that Liuyun's head had rolled out a few meters away, maybe he was not much prepared for this sudden change, even if he was cut off from the neck, Liuyun's eyes were still wide, and his mouth was also closed, as if telling his unwillingness.

"Hmph, such a shameless person who is greedy for life and afraid of death is also worthy of being my Dao disciple, and the disciple of the master is really worse than the other!" King Dapeng Ming put away the golden spear in his hand and snorted coldly, completely forgetting that he was dressed as a Buddha at this time.

"Who is so bold as to dare to slander the saint here, isn't it impatient to live!" Before the words fell, I saw an old Dao wearing a purple gossip robe with gold trim, with a white beard but a child-like face, slowly walking out of the apse, followed by several Taoists who were also white children, one of whom was the same person who went to the back mountain to report the news.

King Dapeng Ming was excited by this person's words, but his heart was secretly relieved, the saint controlled the way of heaven on behalf of the Dao ancestor, how could he allow others to talk about it casually, Dapeng Ming Wang Fang already had some regret as soon as he spoke, but the words he said were like water spilled out, how could there be a reason to take it back, just when he was panicked in his heart, a sentence from the old Tao was solving his dilemma. Lao Tao is the descendant of Taishang Laojun, Dapeng Ming Wang is disrespectful to the saint, as the heir of the old Tao mouth scolded, is to take this cause and effect, otherwise no one will answer this matter, in the future, only Taishang Laojun personally came to the end with Dapeng Mingwang, at that time, how can this cause and effect be good?

Just when King Dapeng Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know that he was not the only one in the Three Realms who was also secretly relieved at this time.

Shen Gongbao naturally knew the Tao in this, and he didn't understand that this senior uncle of his was so reckless even though he was making great progress, and he had to know that the disaster came from his mouth! Knowing that it was not appropriate for King Dapeng Ming to speak at this time, Shen Gongbao slowly stepped forward, came to the side of the Blood God Monarch Ding Yin, and said to the old Dao: "This Taoist friend is a dragon and a tiger, and his bearing is extraordinary, I think it must be the real person in charge of this Wudang faction, poor Daoist Shen Gongbao, but there is something to discuss with Daoist friends!"

"Since you have something to ask for a poor way, and you dare to kill in my Wudang Mountain, don't you think that no one in my Wudang will succeed?"

Looking at this clown like a jumping beam, Shen Gongbao smiled slightly, turned his face away, and still said to the guessed Wudang master: "I don't know what the friendship will be?"

"You ......" Seeing that this demon Dao dared to ignore himself, the Daoist who escaped from the battle couldn't help but be a little furious.

"Okay, junior brother, let's listen to him first, and then it's not too late to make plans!" stretched out his hand to stop his junior brother from making nonsense again, and the Taoist said lightly.

"Hehe, Wudang Mountain is an outstanding person, but as far as Poor Dao knows, in ancient times, Wudang Mountain was not called Wudang Mountain, but called Taihe Mountain, and Poor Dao also knew that under Wudang Mountain, there was a great treasure!"

After listening to Shen Gongbao's words, the old Dao's indifferent face finally showed a look of surprise, and it disappeared in a flash, in order to cover up the momentary gaffe, the old Dao tried to squeeze out a smile, and arched his hand to Shen Gongbao: "Poor Dao Zhang Sanfeng is the head of Wudang's current generation, I don't know where this Shen Daoist Immortal Mountain is?

"I wonder if the real person in charge can take a step to speak?"

"Fellow Daoists, please come with me. Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and walked towards the apse with Shen Gongbao.

"Senior brother," the old man who escaped from the battle still wanted to say something, Zhang Sanfeng and the others had already walked away, leaving only everyone with a back.

Shen Gongbao followed Zhang Sanfeng to the apse, and before he could speak, Zhang Sanfeng had already asked first: "How do you know about the things in Wudang Mountain?" As he spoke, a cold light burst out in his eyes, making people completely afraid to associate with the old man who was kind and kind-eyed and immortal.

Shen Gongbao did not feel the slightest discomfort at Zhang Sanfeng's sudden change of face, and still put on a hypocritical smile that made people want to give him two punches, and replied: "What's the matter? It was as if he had come to consult with others, but that others had asked for him.

Staring at the hateful Taoist in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were cold, and his fingers subconsciously pinched his palm, until the not very long nails sank into the flesh and skin, stimulated by pain, Zhang Sanfeng realized that he had been led by the Taoist in front of him from the beginning, and unconsciously fell into passivity. Slowly exhaling a breath, slowly relaxing the tense muscles and nerves, and making himself look calm, Zhang Sanfeng continued: "Fang Daoyou once mentioned that there is a treasure under Wudang Mountain above the main hall, I don't know ......."

"Oh, what Daoyou said was this, how Daoyou is also interested. ”

"Every grass and tree, every water and stone in this Wudang Mountain is my Wudang thing, the poor Dao is naturally interested, what do you mean by this?" Zhang Sanfeng's words were full of pride.

"Not necessarily, Poor Dao knows that there is a thing that is not owned by you Wudang, or even belongs to anyone!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart when he heard this, but forced himself to say: "Joke, I don't understand what Daoist friends say." ”

"There is a golden knife in Wudang Mountain, it is rumored that it was used by Genghis Khan Temujin, the royal ancestor of this dynasty, to fight in the sand field, but as far as Poor Dao knows, this is not the case, this golden knife is not a Temujin knife, of course, it is not what Daoyou said belongs to your Wudang, its existence is even older than your Wudang faction, Daoyou, is Poor Dao right?" Shen Gongbao looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was constantly changing dark with his words, and was happy in his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng's face finally changed as Shen Gongbao was expecting, and he said sharply: "How do you know this, and you haven't recruited it from the truth!"

"Hehe, recruited from the truth? Poor Dao is not a prisoner of Daoyou, but what do Daoyou want to know, Poor Dao can solve your doubts. Shen Gongbao's words were still so plain.

"Okay, how did Daoyou know the mystery of the golden knife in the Wudang Mountain of Poor Dao? Could it be that Daoyou knows the origin of the golden knife?" Seeing that the Daoist on the other side did not enter the oil and salt, Zhang Sanfeng felt the frustration he had before.

"I don't know if you've ever heard of Yuwang Jiuding and Dragon God Jiu?"

"Of course, as a human race, how could you not have heard of this!"

"I'm afraid that Daoist friends only know one thing, but they don't know the other. King Dayu collects the world's bronze vessels, uses his own muscles and bones as firewood, merit as fire, builds nine tripods, and seals the nine spirits of the ancient dragon gods, so as to suppress the luck of the human race, this is a matter of great merit, these are indeed passed down to the world. It's just that what you don't know is that although the Nine Dragons Soul has been sealed in Dingzhong, they have suppressed the luck of the human race for tens of thousands of years, and how can the merits they have done be a little bit of a star? The gas of Xuanhuang merit is a wonderful thing between heaven and earth, Jiulong has tens of thousands of years of accumulation of Xuanhuang merit qi to help, not only the soul is solidified, and the Yuwang Shending who gets along day and night is integrated into one, and it is transformed into the flesh, Xuanhuang merit gas, Yuwang Shending, these two treasures are things that can be met but not sought, Jiulong has to help these two treasures, how can it be used by ordinary people like Temujin, although there is no shortage of outstanding people in Wudang Mountain, it is not easy to come up with a person who can tame the ancient dragon!" Shen Gongbao didn't care about how much shock his words would bring to Zhang Sanfeng on the other side, and only cared about talking eloquently.

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