After a few moments, they were both fully dressed. In front of the sloppy Taoist, Ba Jinlun was not embarrassed to do too presumptuous things to Mo Yangui, but quietly rubbed oil on the soft jade-like body under the Taoist robe.

Mo Yangui looked like he was picking up, and he didn't make any resistance, which made his heart feel hot, thinking that Senior Sister was obviously interested in me.

However, seeing that Mo Yangui's body was fine, he seemed to have let go of a thousand burdens in his heart, and suddenly, he had an idea, and asked with a face:

"Old immortal, you said that this Taoist double cultivation technique, regardless of male and female, it is better for you to appreciate your face, hurry up and double cultivate the small one for seven days and seven nights, I think it will be able to see miraculous results!"

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said nothing, but Ba Jinlun felt a pain in his waist, and a good piece of psoas muscle was twisted into pork belly.

"Senior sister, the old immortal is a man, and it's nothing to double cultivate...... "He said aggrievedly.

"Neither can men!" Mo Yangui said with a tiger face.

"The great kindness of the seniors, Mo Yangui will remember it in his heart, please accept the gifts of the juniors. Mo Yangui solemnly bowed down to the sloppy Taoist.

He had no choice but to reluctantly kneel down, what, if it weren't for the young master, I begged hard, how could this old guy take out his means of hiding the bottom of the box.

The sloppy Taoist straightened up his tall body, stood up from the stone bed, and smiled: "If you meet each other, you are destined, young man, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and you can do it and cherish it...... Let's go, you have been in this Wudang Mountain for a long time, and I will send you out. ”

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Wudang Houshan Suspension Bridge.

Ba Jinlun tightly held Mo Yangui's little hand and refused to let go, on the opposite side, there were three [True Martial Arrays] listed by Wudang disciples.

Yun Xiang stood at the forefront with the [True Martial Sword] in his hand, Yun Qing, Yun Xiu, and Yun Xin each presided over a [True Martial Array], and there were hundreds of Wudang Daoist priests and lay disciples who were waiting for the battle.

Meow, such a big battle, Ba Jinlun is inevitably a little nervous at the moment. Mo Yangui gently squeezed the palm of his hand, and he immediately felt a lot more relieved.

I'm afraid of a ball, master, I am also a person who has practiced the Taoist authentic double cultivation technique, you old bull noses, who has practiced? You Yunxiang? Or you, who is who?

As soon as he thought of this, Ba Jinlun suddenly became arrogant, and was about to step forward to scold him, when he suddenly saw these hundreds of Taoist priests who were seventy or eighty years old, and down to eleven or twelve, all staring at him with strange expressions......

No, it's staring behind them......

Before he came back to his senses, he heard a thunderous shout on Wudang Mountain:

"Disciples Yun Xiang, Yun Qing, Yun Xiu, and Yun Xin knock on the Taishi Ancestor ......"

"The disciple rushes to the void, clears the void, and knocks the spirit void to see the ancestor of Zeng Tai......"

"Kowtow to grandpa grandpa!"

In an instant, there was a hula sound, and hundreds of Taoist priests knelt down respectfully.

Ba Jinlun looked back at the sloppy Taoist in a daze, obviously the fat on the corners of his mouth had not been wiped clean, and his robe was dirty, but his demeanor was like an immortal above the clouds, and a huge coercion diffused to every corner of the audience.

"Get up. The sloppy Taoist waved his sleeves, and the Taoist priests in the audience involuntarily stood up.

"Yunxiang, you little splash monkey, you seem to have been making a little trouble lately. The sloppy Taoist said softly, but his voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Hahahaha, seeing that the fifty-year-old Yunxiang Lao Dao was called a little splash monkey, the beard on his black face shook strangely, and Ba Jinlun couldn't hold back his laughter for a while.

Smack-the sloppy Taoist slapped him on the back of the head, "What are you laughing at, be serious, you kid is not an honest master." ”

Mo Yangui seemed to be very dissatisfied with the sloppy Taoist's slap, and waved his small fist at him as if demonstrating.

"Hmph-" The sloppy Taoist turned his face and ignored Mo Yangui's protest, and said to Yunxiang: "Qingyang has been in retreat for many days, and the affairs in the faction are taken care of by you, but I have been disturbed three or four times in the back mountain recently, and it is difficult to even sleep well." ”

"Qiyu Zeng Tai Shizu, the disciple recently discovered that the stolen treasure of my Wudang, the Tiangang Xuanying Record, fell into the hands of the Hehuan faction, so he captured the eldest disciple of the Hehuan faction, Wang Mingtu, and is trying to track down the whereabouts of the Tiangang Xuanming Record. Yun Xiangbi bowed respectfully and said.

"This thing has been circulating in the rivers and lakes before I was born, how come I don't know that it is still the treasure of the Wudang faction?" said the sloppy Taoist with a blowing beard and glaring.

Yun Xiang looked at Yun Qing on the left and Yun Xiu and Yun Xin on the right with an embarrassed face, but unfortunately no one answered, so he had to reply stubbornly:

"This "Tiangang Xuanming Record" is the disciple's ancestor Tianji Zhenren when he was traveling in the martial arts classics, has been kept in my Wudang for more than 50 years, which recorded the Taoist Xuanmen Gong is wonderful. More than 10 years ago, it was stolen by unknown people......"

Bang - The sloppy Taoist took a step forward, and the blue bricks on the ground suddenly cracked like turtle lines: "When this stinky boy of Tianji entered, I knew that he was obsessed with foreign objects, and he had not grown at all after sixty years of teaching. ”

The disciple was terrified...... "Tianjizi is the master of Wudang's contemporary Qingyang Zhenren, and he has been immortal for many years, and even he has been scolded as a "stinky boy", and the rest of these Taoist priests are still standing, and they have knelt down again.

The sloppy Taoist took another step forward, and his robe was puffed up by the mountain wind.

"More than 100 years ago, I Wudang started a school with a book of "Tai Chi Boxing Sutra" and a set of "Tai Chi Sword Method". After that, the disciples of the past dynasties created dozens of sets of martial arts such as the Liangyi Sword Technique, the Eighteen Swords of Finger Wrapping Rou, and the Dragon Bagua Palm. Today, I Wudang and Shaolin, Emei, Beggar Gang, Shujian League, and called the Central Plains Five Major Sects, although I dare not say that the bull's ear of the martial arts, but the people of the rivers and lakes see my Wudang disciples, who dares not to say a chivalrous man, call a 'real person'!"

"In the past hundred years, the rivers and lakes have produced many people, and the number of martial arts people who have reached the peak of martial arts has won countless victories, and it can be seen that there is a sect that can gain a foothold just by relying on a few sets of martial arts? Jianghu people respect me Wudang, not for the good Tai Chi boxing, nor for the good Tai Chi sword dance, but for the Wudang family of generations to help the poor and self-cultivation!"

"The way of martial arts is endless, and the way of self-cultivation is the foundation of my Wudang disciples. A mere copy of "Tiangang Xuanyin Record" made Ling Er and other so-called martial arts masters who have practiced martial arts for decades not hesitate to coerce and lure, and use all their means, which is simply ridiculous!"

Papapa-The cold audience burst into crisp applause, which was naturally the natural reaction of Ba Jinlun, a naturally compelling character.

"It is worthy of the grandfather of the patriarch, the theoretical level is high! People want to face trees and bark, the Wudang faction is decent, isn't it more than our evil sects, if you don't even want a face, it is better to wash it all white, and I will go to Caihuamen with my master to be a prostitute thief." ”

In front of him, Yun Xiang and the other old cows lowered their noses and secretly glared at him angrily, but they only dared to reply in unison: "Disciples and others know their guilt, and abide by the decree of the ancestor and master." ”

Looking at the appearance of the bull noses who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Ba Jinlun was so beautiful that his whole body was about to tremble, and he had to say two words in one mouth, but he was stopped by Mo Yangui.

"Seniors, thank you for your kindness, it's too late today, and the juniors will say goodbye, and there will be a period later. With that, Mo Yangui arched his hand towards the sloppy Taoist, pulled him and walked to the suspension bridge.

The Wudang disciples present gave way one after another, and Ba Jinlun raised his eyebrows and took his senior sister's hand and walked on the rugged downhill path of Wudang Mountain, as if he hoped that this road would spread and never end.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw flags flying in the distance, as if an army had been gathered. Several riders saw them from afar, and swished out several arrows into the sky.

There was a whining trumpet sound from the camp in the distance, and then the earth rumbled and trembled, and more than a thousand knights swarmed out of the camp gate and galloped towards them.

Mo Yangui frowned: "It's Jinyiwei." ”

Ba Jinlun waved his hand proudly:

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, I look at it like selling Seoul with a bid. As long as my senior sister is by my side, even though there are tens of millions of people!"

Mo Yan smiled, and in an instant, the mountains lost their color.