? Wudang Mountain South Rock, a series of cliffs and steep walls stop around the South Rock Palace, the majestic and dangerous secluded, the mountain road is rugged. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy].] Snow piles up on the mountain roads, and the narrow mountain roads are even more difficult to walk.

Xiong Wei's body ached faintly, and he endured the pain and guarded Nanyan's last adventure.

Looking at it, the little Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain on the crooked mountain road died and were injured, and even the four swords of Meilan Zhuju could hardly be lower than the cold-blooded black-clothed man, and they died under the long knife. Even if the remaining Taoist priests didn't die, they wouldn't be of much use.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, cold-blooded clenched the knife in his hand, and a slanted smile appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time, looking at Jin Ding greedily.

He raised his head and looked at the South Rock Temple, the possessiveness of longing to become a generation of emperors filled his entire heart.

He stepped forward a few more steps, and when he saw Xiong Wei blocking his way, he suddenly felt a frenzy in his heart, and scolded: "Xiong Wei, I think you are a talent, and you have been around your life three or four times." Get out of the way, I've missed my big deal, and I'll never let you go again this time. ”

"Hmph! Today, if I really let you pass, I just can't get along with my own conscience. Xiong Wei said firmly.

Cold-blooded has dealt with Xiong Wei for so many years, and he also knows that Xiong Wei's bear temper can't make sense, rather than becoming his biggest opponent in the future, why not deal with it himself at this time.

He thought about holding the hilt of the knife, spinning it around his head, "boom, boom", and the snow that had been deposited on the mountain floated up again.

Cold-blooded spun around, and slashed at the position where Xiong Wei was standing.

Xiong Wei also brandished the divine sword, in line with his direction, and slashed down.

The snow that had just covered the ground, and the ice that had already gathered on the ground, all flew up.

The distance between Cold-Blooded and Xiong Wei reveals a long, wide road nAd1 (

The two looked at each other viciously at the same time, holding the long knife in cold blood, and Xiong Wei holding the divine sword.

Snowflakes fell, and within a while, the road was covered with snowflakes again.

The two watched each other rush over very tacitly, "bang", and the swords wanted to collide.

The cold-blooded knife was attached to Xiong Wei, and Xiong Wei's sword was also close to cold-blooded, Xiong Wei gritted his teeth tightly, and stared at Xiong Wei with wide eyes in cold blood.

The cold-blooded body slowly leaned towards Xiong Wei's side, and Xiong Wei's body leaned back a little bit.

Xiong Wei frowned, exerted all his strength, and suddenly pushed the cold blood forward.

Cold-blooded attacked Xiong Wei's next game, Xiong Wei did a front flip, jumped behind cold-blooded, and stabbed him with a backhand sword.

Turning around in cold blood, he slashed at Xiong Wei's sword with a very hard blow, and Xiong Wei was vibrated by the power of his knife technique, and he couldn't stand steadily.

Before he could react, another cold-blooded knife slashed at him, he hurriedly took a step back, and when he retreated, his foot slipped and he fell to the ground.

Cold-blooded took the opportunity to slash down, and at the moment of chopping, he hesitated, and the blade slashed through Xiong Wei's chest.

The cold-blooded hand still trembled, and his heart also "chuckled", I don't know why, he had told himself countless times in his heart that he was going to kill Xiong Wei.

However, when it came time to really kill Xiong Wei, he couldn't do it.

With a wave of his wrist, the knife was stuck in the snowdrift next to him, and he glared at Xiong Wei and said, "You go, go wherever you want, you don't care about Wudang's affairs in the future!"

Xiong Wei was afraid, looking at the cold-blooded, his heart was a little inexplicable, he couldn't tell what it felt, maybe there was a trace of emotion, maybe a trace of curiosity.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Xiong Wei finally couldn't help but ask nAd2 (

Cold-blooded smiled silently: "I don't want to kill you!"

Xiong Wei held the sword and looked at the melancholy eyes of the cold blood, and there was some hesitation in his heart. From the moral point of view of the rivers and lakes, cold-blooded just let go of his own life, and he shouldn't have killed him.

However, if he is not killed, his posture, I am afraid that in the near future, the entire martial arts will set off a bloody storm.

When he thought of this, he suddenly had an idea in his heart. He jumped to his feet and grabbed the cold blood.

Cold-blooded wanted to kill Xiong Wei with a backhand, but he still couldn't do it, and he suddenly had another idea in his heart. He suddenly withdrew his palm, deliberately making a move.

For Xiong Wei's "ingratitude", there was no cold-blooded surprise. He slashed at Xiong Wei with a backhand.

The cold-blooded move was very casual, the cold-blooded was already injured, and he had no intention of killing Xiong Wei, but Xiong Wei did not hesitate, he hugged the cold-blooded at once.

Cold-blooded did not resist, he coughed a few times and spat blood from his mouth.

When Xiong Wei saw it, he was also anxious, he held on to the cold blood, and instantly moved his heart of compassion.

Cold-blooded didn't speak, and he kept asking himself in his heart whether he wanted to kill Xiong Wei or not.

He looked at the road ahead, and Xiong Wei helped him in the direction of the South Rock Temple, which was exactly what the cold-blooded heart longed for.

He always had a feeling in his heart that Xiong Wei was a person who would help him. However, ever since he met Xiong Wei, Xiong Wei has always been against himself.

Xiong Wei helped him closer and closer to the South Rock Temple, and he knew very well what was in the Stone Hall.

He made a bet with himself in his heart that if Xiong Wei helped him to the so-called dragon bed, he would be the one who helped him, and if Xiong Wei did not help him to the dragon bed, even if he died, he would cut Xiong Wei nAd3 (

Xiong Wei slowly helped him to the south rock hall, "squeaked", and pushed open the door.

The cold-blooded eyebrows suddenly raised, his eyes looked straight at the dragon bed, and he silently sighed in his heart: This is the legendary bed.

He looked back at Xiong Wei again, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, Xiong Wei, it depends on you whether you die or not today.

Cold-blooded suddenly thought that before he came to Wudang Mountain, the old monster of Montenegro told him a sentence, a person with a dragon life does not necessarily have a dragon body, and a person with a dragon body is not necessarily a dragon life.

He heard that if he could sleep on the dragon bed on the South Rock Hall in Wudang Mountain, perhaps, he would be a person who had both a dragon body and a dragon life.

There is a dragon bed in the rock hall in the south of Wudang Mountain, and the prince of Jingle Kingdom is sleeping on the bed. This group of wood carvings is so vivid that Taoist believers call it "the prince sleeping on the dragon bed".

Legend has it that the place where Junzhou and Yunyang meet is a high and low hillside. There are many families living on the hillside, because the soil is thin and thin, and people have no food to eat, no clothing, and life is very hard.

On this barren territory, there was a treasure: every night, a doll came out of the ground, no more than three feet high, no more than a hug, golden and shaking, so that people did not dare to open their eyes to it. The doll circled around the field three times and disappeared without a trace.

In the world, there is only icing on the cake, and there is no charcoal in the snow. Since this doll came out of the poor hillside, the wind and rain have been smooth every year, and the grains have been abundant; the common people have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and everyone is happy.

Regardless of men, women and children, as long as they see the golden baby, they all lie down and kowtow, as if respecting the gods.

Suddenly, one day, Jin Wazi suddenly disappeared. The people's crops have also deteriorated. There was a great drought in the world, the seedlings withered and died, and the grain was not harvested; and after several months of heavy rains, the pond weir was damaged, and the soil was scraped clean.

As the saying goes: "Living in the mountains and eating the mountains, relying on the water to draft water, one side of the water and soil to feed the other side." When the common people have no land and no crops, they are like they have no soul, and they gather around every day to cry and cry, and no one can think of a way.

The villagers were feeling uncomfortable, and only one of them shouted: "What's the use of crying? Our treasure must have been snatched away by some demon, and we should think of finding it back!"

Everyone looked at it, and it was the second child who was herding cows. He has a brute strength, he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, and he has a good stomach and eyes, and he can act when he sees opportunities; and he does everything for others, and the people in the village trust him very much. It's time for him to show his hand again.

The second man led everyone over the mountains and out of the village. They walked nine ditches, nine turnouts, nine mountain beams and nine depressions, and finally found this big demon dragon on a loess hill. The demon dragon couldn't digest it because it ate the golden doll, just like a worm eating an egg, and it bumpered with the stones! The second harrier turned over, rode on the neck of the demon dragon, and clasped its neck tightly.

The demon dragon saw that people were catching it like a mocking surge, and was strangled by the second man's neck, and there was a danger of being bound, so he used all his strength, jumped eight feet high, jumped three times in a row, and wanted to fall off the second man and escape. The old man laughed, as if he was fine, and sang and shook it.

After three times and five times of competition, the second man finally tamed the demon dragon, and then turned into a soft cloth bag, and walked towards the village from the second bridge.

On the way, I met a white-faced scholar lying on the grass of ** to rest. When the second man inquired, he learned that he was the crown prince of King Jingle and had come to Wudang Mountain to practice. Seeing him so sincere, the second child will definitely be able to become an immortal in the future.

Then he turned around and taught the demon dragon: "There is no good end to doing bad things, good deeds will eventually be rewarded, you can change the bed, let the prince sleep, and the prince will take you to Wudang Mountain." One day the prince becomes an immortal, and you can also become a god, and then you will be blessed.

Pregnant dragon nodded three times. The prince thanked the second child, and as soon as he got on the back of the demon dragon, he only heard a "whoosh", and the demon dragon took off and flew to the south rock of Wudang Mountain. The prince lay on the back of the demon dragon and slept, practiced hard for forty-two years, and finally became an immortal on September 9 of that year. The demon dragon who changed his evil and returned to the right has also become a god.

The common people in this area, in order to make the deeds of eliminating harm for the people go on for generations, they named the place where the second man subdued the demon "Fulongkou".

Cold-blooded, that mouthful of blood actually didn't hurt much, he squinted at Xiong Wei from the corner of his eye, and deliberately pretended to have a weak breath.

Xiong Wei looked at the cold blood and said, "You just let me go, and I will save your life now, which can be regarded as repaying your kindness." Neither of us owes anyone anything, and when you're rested, we'll beat you to the death outside. ”

Xiong Wei thought for a while, and then said: "If I lose, let you deal with it, if I win, you will take your people out of Wudang." If you don't agree, I'll kill you right now. ”

Cold Blood didn't speak, he let go of the hand holding Xiong Wei, his feet deliberately softened, and he fell to the ground.

Xiong Wei was stunned for a moment, shaking his cold-blooded body, cold-blooded and motionless, he looked at the stone bed above......