"Master, it's late at night, and you haven't rested yet!" Han Feixue said as he walked over to Master Xuanzhen's side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night of Wudang was still picturesque, but the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen had no time to appreciate the night, he held the wooden sword tightly in his hand and looked at it, as if he was recalling something, and unconsciously fell into a trance, not even paying any attention to the arrival of the cold flying snow.

"It's Feixue, I'm admiring the night!" said Master Xuanzhen, holding the wooden sword.

"This night is so beautiful, the moon is in the sky, the stars are among them, I think next year will be another year of wind and rain!" Han Feixue said.

"In a year when the wind and rain are good, the country is not at peace! There are barbarians who are in turmoil outside, and there are cults in power inside, which will surely make the people's lives miserable, and good and evil will be reversed!" said the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.

"Master is worried about the Holy Fire Hall!" Han Feixue asked.

"Yes, I always felt that the Holy Fire Hall had disappeared ten years ago, and although this Holy Fire Hall was infested again, I was not afraid, but I didn't want them to make the factions submit, and they would also wash Shaolin with blood, and even kill Qing Lingzhen, which is a great crime!" said the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen fiercely.

"The factions are not sincere in surrender for self-preservation, Shaolin wants to deal with Wudang, but he doesn't want to be poisoned by the Holy Fire Hall, he deserves it, but he only pity my senior brother Qingling!" Han Feixue sighed.

"Qing Ling grew up in Wudang since he was a child, he has a simple and kind personality, I love him very much, he is not at fault, and he has no quarrel with the world, but why did he suffer such a catastrophe!" said Master Xuan Zhen, holding his wooden sword.

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky! This may be his fate," Han Feixue said.

"Does Wudang still participate in this year's martial arts conference?" asked Han Feixue again.

"Participate, must participate! I have always connived at the goal of the Holy Fire Hall! After Wudang wins the championship, he can light the lintel of the gate, and he can also call on the righteous people of the martial arts to deal with the Holy Fire Hall together!" said the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen.

"But Master, have you ever thought that if you compete with Shaolin again at the martial arts conference, will the Holy Fire Hall still be profitable?" Han Feixue asked, but a bucket of cold water was poured on the head of the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.

Master Xuan Zhen was silent, but he never seemed to have considered this problem, he looked deeply at the disciple in front of him, and he suddenly found that he seemed to have changed, no longer the cold flying snow before, and a little more steady and mature.

"Blizzard, how did you meet Xiaoyun!" asked the Venerable Master Xuanzhen.

"How could Master suddenly ask this question!" Han Feixue said with a smile.

"It's just strange, I always thought you were killed by Xiaoyun, and I hated him for a long time!

"At that time, Leng Xiaoyun was being chased and killed by a group of Jin people, although he was brave, how could he defeat several people! The Jin people surrounded him, and I happened to pass by and fought with him to drive away the Jin people! From this we met!" Han Feixue said with a smile.

"Then **** look at you and Zhishan fierce battle, see that your martial arts have indeed grown a lot! It seems that you have also practiced martial arts diligently these days, and you have not slackened in the slightest!" said Master Xuan Zhen with a smile.

"The art taught by the master should be practiced diligently!" Han Feixue said with a smile.

"Do you know why the person pretending to be you is pretending to be you?" asked the Venerable Master.

"I don't know, we still haven't found out!" Han Feixue's face immediately became serious.

"Don't talk about this, it's dark at night, let's go back to the house and rest, Feixue!" Master Xuan Zhen said hurriedly when he saw Han Feixue's solemn face.

"Master, I have something important to tell you!" Han Feixue said suddenly.

"Feixue, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Xuan Zhen Daoist was about to turn around and leave, but when he heard this, he hurriedly turned around and asked.

"I found something on that fake Han Feixue, and it has something to do with Master!" Han Feixue took out a delicate box from his bosom and handed it to Master Xuanzhen.

The Venerable Master Xuan Zhen was about to open it, when Han Feixue covered the box and said, "This thing must absorb the extremely cold breath of the child before it reveals its shape!"

"Extremely cold when you are a child?" the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen was puzzled.

"There is a place in Wudang where you can suck up the extremely cold breath!" Han Feixue said.

"The highest peak in Wudang!" Han Feixue said again.

The two of them flew towards the peak, and they reached the peak in a short time, raising their eyes to see the silence under the mountain, and the Wudang Taoist Temple was scattered like a chessboard, only the chess pieces were missing.

It was late at night, the lights were all extinguished, and Wudang Mountain was quiet as if sleeping in the absence of lights.

When the Venerable Master opened the box, a puff of smoke suddenly came out, and he secretly shouted that he was too busy to throw away the box, but it was too late, and he had already absorbed more than half of the smoke!

"This is even Yin to Poison and Soul Scattering! It won't take long for it to attack!" Han Feixue said.

"Han Feixue, how did I offend you, why did you want to harm me!" Master Xuan Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to pull out the Qingyu Sword but found that he had no strength!

"Don't bother any more! the person who is poisoned by this poison can swim all over his body in a few moments, and his veins will be severed and he will die!" Han Feixue said.

"You haven't offended me, but you have offended her! I didn't want to hurt you, but you have to fight for the leader of the martial arts conference! That is the best with her, no one can be the best with her! I will always protect her!" Han Feixue roared.

"That's what led me up the mountain!" Master Xuan Zhen laughed and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, not thinking that one of his disciples would die, but the other would want to harm him, or that it would be a relief to die!

"Yes, this peak is the highest peak in Wudang Mountain, and it is just the right time, who will come to save you?" Han Feixue said.

"I'm your master! You're deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!"

"Since you are my master, you should think more about the apprentice, it is best to jump off this peak now, lest I do it again later!

"Yes, good apprentice!" said Master Xuan Zhen laughed.

"After you die, I will inherit the head of the Wudang faction!Wudang will no longer participate in the martial arts conference!"

"Good!" Master Xuan Zhen's face was so pale, he couldn't say a few words.