In a few days, Hebei Wulin was like boiling water, boiling and intensifying.

Countless carrier pigeons flew to various places one after another, bringing the latest news to those who care about the rivers and lakes: on April 2, Wuyue broke the Puyang branch of the Demon Sect...... On April 6, Wuyue broke through the Wei County branch of the Demon Sect...... On April 10, Wuyue broke the Handan branch of the Demon Sect......

The abbot's room of Shaolin Temple welcomed a special guest today.

After the Founder's personal novice brought the tea, he bowed down and retreated, and closed the door of the room with the opportunity, dismissing the nearby disciples, leaving a quiet environment for the abbot of Founder, Fang Chang and the guests.

But seeing the square and square students sitting side by side in the meditation room, closing their eyes and chanting Buddhist scriptures silently, the rosary in their hands seemed to be moving unhurriedly. And there was a person opposite them, thin and middle-aged in a Taoist robe, with his arm support floating in dust, and he was also sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his face was also peaceful.

The three of them were silent in unison, and they all seemed to be as stable as a mountain. Only when Fang Sheng and Fang Zheng have been together for decades can they find that the speed of their abbot's senior brother is much faster than usual, and that is his soul is no longer as calm as it used to be. Similarly, Fang Sheng didn't think that the Wudang Elder Chongxu Dao Elder on the opposite side was really immobile with the eight winds, but he was quite qualitative and calm.

According to what Fang Sheng heard, the current head of Wudang is old, his body and mind are declining, and he has long been unable to deal with the affairs of the sect, and the head of Chongxu Dao has a great prestige in Wudang, and he is the best candidate for the next head. At this time, it seems that this person is indeed outstanding, and he is well versed in the way of martial arts to brake quietly and overcome rigidity with softness.

After a long time, Fang Zheng and Chong Xuan opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at each other meaningfully. Chong Xuan was not the head of Wudang in the end, and his status was slightly lower than that of Fang Zheng, so he took the lead in breaking the deadlock and said: "As soon as the war between Wuyue and the Demon Sect starts, I don't know how much storm will be set off on the rivers and lakes, and how many killings will be added!"

"Amitabha!" Fang Zheng couldn't bear to show himself, "The Demon Sect and Wuyue Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun are all heroes in the world, and they are generally ambitious, and they are by no means willing to live under others. No matter sooner or later, there will be a battle between good and evil! I only hope that the two can stop as soon as possible, so that the storm will not spread to the entire rivers and lakes and ruin the misery of the people......

If it was an ordinary person, he would only think that Fang Zheng's words were expecting both Wuyue and the Demon Sect to lose, but Chong Xuan knew very well that although Fang Zheng did not necessarily have this intention in his heart, he was more worried about the recurrence of the chaos in the rivers and lakes decades ago. At that time, the Demon Sect successively attacked Wudang, Shaolin, Wuyue and other righteous sects, and both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the rest of the large and small martial arts forces also took the opportunity to make waves, attacking and annexing each other......

"According to the poor road, although this battle is not small, it is not enough to affect the entire rivers and lakes!"

Fang Sheng agreed: "Let Me Go, Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun and others are still young, their martial arts have not yet reached their great success, and their wings have never been full, even if they are prosperous for a while, I am afraid that they will not last long!"

Fang Zheng knew that the meaning of the two was that Wuyue and the Demon Sect would take care of Shaolin and Wudang sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and even collect the benefits of the fisherman, and this war would inevitably be restrained, and they would not really lose both. But the world is like chess, it is difficult to measure, and it may not all follow common sense, among which there is an accident, in case Wuyue wins the Demon Sect, or the Demon Sect defeats the Wuyue, the winner will inevitably sweep the rivers and lakes, endangering Shaolin and Wudang...... But now the situation is unclear, if Shaolin and Wudang interfere indiscriminately, it will inevitably increase variables, making the situation more and more complicated. Although Shaolin and Wudang are strong, once one is not careful, it is very likely to fall into the mud, and even it is difficult to protect itself, and it will be as hard to suffer as it was decades ago. Then he said in a deep voice: "Having said that, we have to take precautions for a rainy day......

Chong Xuan said: "Before Poor Dao came here, he had already issued an order to the disciples inside and outside the sect to assemble at the foot of Wudang Mountain and stand by. Once the battle between Wuyue and the Demon Sect is lost, I, Wudang, will obey the abbot's order and assist Shaolin to set things right for the righteous path of martial arts. ”

Hearing this, Fang Sheng's face froze, he never thought that this Chongxu Daoist was so radical, and he almost lost the foundation of Taoism's quiet and inaction. But Fang Zheng was unmoved, and only said lightly: "Dao Chang's words are heavy...... Seeing the abbot's senior brother behaving like this, Fang Sheng gradually came back to his senses and understood that what Chong Xuan Fang Cai said was the intention of testing Fang Zheng and even Shaolin.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was unfathomable, he saw through his own purpose, and he was not annoyed, and said: "Since the abbot is strategizing and making a bamboo in his chest, it is a poor way to do this!"

Fang Zheng's face is still kind, but in his heart he secretly sighs that what he said is false and real, it is really difficult to deal with, if he does not show some bottom, I am afraid that he will not be able to deal with it, so he has to say: "The five mountains have been inherited for hundreds of years, the swordsmanship is extraordinary, and the righteousness is magnificent, which will greatly dampen the arrogant demon flame that can be done by me." We just need to stick to the mountain gate and wait for the good news of the five mountains......"

Chong Xuan realized, and then said: "With static braking, the abbot is wonderful...... this praise is sincere. After all, in Chongxu's view, it is best for Shaolin to be reluctant to act rashly, otherwise Wudang will inevitably follow, and I am afraid that it will be out of control at that time. Moreover, Wuyue and the Demon Sect are fighting in Hebei, and Shaolin is close to Henan, once the situation changes, whether Shaolin takes the initiative to participate in the war or not, it will be affected at the first time, and Wudang is far away in Hubei, with Shaolin Ding in front of the buffer, Wudang will naturally have enough time to deal with it. In short, no matter how you look at it, Shaolin is quiet, which is the most beneficial to Wudang.

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Behind Qingcheng Mountain, there is a hidden bamboo forest, and the endless lush greenery hides a bamboo house tightly.

On the couch in the house, Yu Canghai sat against the wall, closed his eyes and breathed, and was hidden in the futon under his big * legs, but the futon was flat and wrinkled, and there seemed to be nothing underneath.

After half a salary, Yu Canghai's face was covered with cold sweat, and suddenly the ground turned white, and he spit out a mouthful of thick blood, which fell on the quilt in front of him, with repeated black threads in the bright red.

When the people outside the house heard the sound, they immediately pushed the door and entered, but it was a dwarf less than three feet long, but when they saw him approaching quickly, they skillfully massaged Yu Canghai and wiped the sweat stains.

Since escaping from Guanzhong in embarrassment and returning to Qingcheng, Yu Canghai has been worried all the time that Yue Buqun and Huashan masters will come to retaliate, and he does not dare to stay in the Songfeng Temple on Qingcheng Mountain, and his legs are crippled and his internal injuries are extremely serious, so he took this most trusted dwarf to hide in the remote bamboo forest in the mountains behind Qingcheng.

It is said that this dwarf was originally a Taoist boy of his master Changqingzi, who was a little older than him, and he was also half of his senior brother, but because of his short stature and lack of strength, he could not practice the swordsmanship and palm skills of the Qingcheng faction, but the light skills of Qingxuanjin's internal strength and shadowless phantom feet were quite popular. In particular, he has worked the shadowless phantom feet, and the light work is almost not lost to Yu Canghai.

After a while, Yu Canghai relieved his breath, but his face was still a little pale, showing that his vitality was not lightly damaged. He looked at the gnome and asked, "Is there any news?"

The dwarf helped Yu Canghai to sit down steadily, and replied: "The spy flying pigeon passed the book, Wuyue has broken the Demon Sect several times in a row, and has been killing the Black Wood Cliff!"

Yu Canghai's face was overjoyed, he grabbed the dwarf's arm, and said, "The Demon Sect has a huge power and many masters, so Yue Buqun may not be able to return safely from this trip...... He has no time to take care of us, so let's go back and go!"

The dwarf responded yes, and immediately carried Yu Canghai without hesitation, rushed out of the bamboo house, performed light skills, and went straight to the pine wind view of Qingcheng Mountain at a fast speed.

Yu Canghai lay on the dwarf's short and thin shoulder, only to feel the wind blowing in his face, and the bamboo and wood on both sides of the mountain road retreated rapidly, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly that the dwarf's attainments in the shadowless feet gradually surpassed him. It's just that when he thought that his legs were severely crushed by the unknown master at the foot of Huashan Mountain, and he had to amputate his calves in order to save his life, Yu Canghai felt that the wound that had long healed was faintly painful again, and the hatred for Yue Buqun in his heart deepened...... However, without his legs, how can he practice martial arts, and how can he seek revenge on Yue Buqun?

Just thinking about it, Yu Canghai looked down and saw a pair of short legs of the dwarf galloping quickly and showing a lot of phantoms, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he thought of a way. Moreover, he and the dwarf grew up together, because of the same short stature, under the same illness and sympathy, they have a close relationship, and the two have no guesses, and now they only need to exercise more, and the two will be able to communicate with each other, which is exactly the best candidate for this method......

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By the middle of April, Wuyue would provoke the Demon Sect six or seven times in a row, and in two or three days, it would approach the Black Wood Cliff. However, not only did Blackwood Cliff not send core masters to intercept it, but instead transferred all the altar masters and elite sect members of those sub-altars back to Blackwood Cliff before Wuyue could be killed.

This made Zuo Lengchan and other high-level Wuyue leaders puzzled for a while, and they didn't know what tricks the Demon Sect was playing, so they had to slow down the offensive and advance steadily.

Only Yue Buqun faintly guessed that he was afraid that he was hurrying to cultivate the Star Absorbing Great * Method, and he would have no time to fight......

At this time, in the Chengde Hall of the Black Wood Cliff, dozens of masters of the Sun and Moon God Sect gathered together. But the high throne of the sect leader was empty, only the light standing on the left and right made Dongfang Fan and Xiang Wentian preside over the daily affairs.

Seeing that Wuyue was approaching, the sect director said that he was in retreat to practice a divine skill, and he hadn't shown up for half a month, so how could the sect not be anxious?

It's just that the prestige of letting me do is very high, and I have always been extremely strict, although everyone complains more or less in their hearts that I can do it regardless of the importance, but they don't dare to say anything in their mouths, but they just urge the sect leader guards from time to time to go to find out whether the sect leader is out of the customs!

No matter how panicked the people below were, the faces of the two people above Dongfang Fan and Xiang Wentian have always been calm and abnormal, but there is a trace of anxiety in their eyes from time to time, and they can't hide it more and more.

Of course, Xiang Wentian was loyal to Ren Xing, and he was not only worried about the situation of Ren Wu Xing's retreat and cultivation, but also worried about the current grim situation of the Divine Sect, and he didn't know how to deal with it after the sect leader left the customs......

And Oriental fans are different, the burnt color in his expression is true and false, virtual and real, but it is just used to fool Xiang Wentian and other hardcore cronies. After all, his own martial arts are high enough, second only to Ren Xing in the Divine Sect, and among the masters of the Five Yue who came to attack, except for Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun, who threatened him, the rest of the characters were not taken into his eyes. If he wanted to leave, with his outstanding light skills, he would naturally be able to get out easily. What's more, he also has Tong Baixiong, Bao Dachu, Huang Zhonggong and several other cronies and masters who are not weak in martial arts, even if he allows his bank to go mad in retreat and unfortunately die, so that the Divine Cult is defeated and lost in the attack of Wuyue, and suffers heavy losses, he is sure to retreat safely, and even regroup and establish the Divine Cult again. At that time, he was not the only one to be the head of the sect?

As the day approached, several waves of messengers came to report on the progress of Wuyue, all of which were sent down by Oriental fans.

Xiang Wentian's eyes became more and more intense, and he was about to urge the sect members to check if the sect leader had left the customs again, but after thinking about it, he should personally go and guard outside the secret room where he could retreat.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard a high-pitched roar from the retreat, "Roar, ......"

The roar is like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, enduring for a long time, majestic and mighty for Xiang Wentian's life is only seen, almost wanting to penetrate the clouds and crack the stone, resounding up and down the black wood cliff.

After a long time, the roar suddenly stopped, and Xiang Wentian came back to his senses, and his face couldn't help but be overjoyed. He knew that this was a sign that he would practice his skills and improve his skills, and he was afraid that he would be out of the customs soon.