The name of Wudang, taken from "non-true martial arts is not enough to deserve it", the Emperor Wu ascended to heaven here, and it is the most prosperous place of Taoist incense in addition to the Zhengyi Sect of Longhu Mountain in today's Great Xia Dynasty.

The status of the Wudang faction in the rivers and lakes of Mount Tai Beidou originated from the founder of the Wudang faction, Zhang Sanfeng, more than 100 years ago. With his own strength, he spent decades to start a new sect to run the rumor, whether it is martial arts or the reputation of the rivers and lakes, it is not inferior to the Shaolin Temple with a history of thousands of years.

However, it is useless to say these things now, because Ba Jinlun has taken advantage of the night to trample the Jingle Palace, the head of the eight palaces of Wudang Mountain, under his feet.

He and Mo Yangui were lying on the top of the main hall, watching the occasional three or two night patrol Taoists walking by in the quiet night, it seemed that the news of the attack on the Wudang disciples under the mountain had not yet returned to the mountain for a while.

Looking at the Taoist temples and palaces that stretch from the mountainside to the mountainside, he couldn't help but have a sad face, to find the whereabouts of Lao Wang from this large-scale and majestic building complex is simply looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this time, a small Taoist boy walked outside the hall with a big bamboo basket in his arms, and muttered dissatisfiedly as he walked:

"Master is really, this lewd thief hurt so many of my senior brothers, and asked me to bring him food, starve him to death!"

After that, the little Taoist boy took out a chicken leg from the bamboo basket, took a big bite viciously, chewed it a few times in his mouth, and probably felt that it was not enjoyable, and spit several mouthfuls of saliva into the bamboo basket.

Ba Jinlun was suddenly happy, he really had nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it didn't take any effort to get it, Lao Wang, Lao Wang, if I was one step late, you would have to eat on someone else's saliva.

He hurriedly pulled Mo Yangui and quietly followed Xiao Daotong, and saw Xiao Daotong walking towards a Taoist temple.

He was about to follow, but Mo Yangui quietly grabbed him and shook his head silently.

I saw the little Taoist boy bowing to the bushes next to the Taoist gate, and said, "Uncle Shi has worked hard, and my master asked me to deliver food." ”

In the darkness, the figure of a green-robed Taoist with two swords appeared, looking about forty years old, his eyes were like electricity, and his temples were bulging high, showing that his skills were not weak.

The man nodded to the little Taoist boy and escaped into the bushes again, and the little Taoist pushed open the door and walked in.

"Martial arts are not under Yunxiang. Mo Yan said softly.

Wudang Mountain really hides the dragon and crouching tiger, and he can't help but put away his contempt. Looking around, he had an idea and pointed to a tall tower behind the temple.

Mo Yan understood what he meant when he returned, and the two quietly went around to the bottom of the tower, and climbed to the top of the tower in a few clicks. He put his hands on Mo Yangui's waist, and with a flick of his legs, the two of them fell from the top of the tower towards the top of the Taoist temple by the moonlight.

Falling into the air, his breath was slightly turbid, and his body was about to fall uncontrollably, at this time, Mo Yangui's waist twisted, and he had flipped around in the air, and the two of them quietly and silently fell on the Taoist temple together.

Inside the Taoist temple, the lights are bright. Yunxiang Dao people wear a clear crown on their heads, step on seven-star shoes, and stroke the dust with their hands, wearing a fairy wind and bone costume.

"Wang Mingtu, the whereabouts of [Tiangang Xuanyin Record], do you say it or not!"

The pipa bones of the king's disciples were strung with iron chains as thick as three fingers, and they were firmly locked to the thick copper pillars in the Taoist temple.

"It's strange, it's really strange, the Seven Great Sects are chasing after Wang, isn't it because Wang Mou killed that chick of Emeihe Ziyan and wants to uphold justice for her?

Yun Xiang took a step forward and said, "Wang Ming, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of this seat. [Tiangang Xuanxuanlu] is my Taoist treasure, more than ten years ago, was stolen by your Hehuan Valley, you, the big disciple of Hehuan Valley, want to say that you don't know, do you believe it when this seat?"

"Haha, [Tiangang Xuanyinglu] has been circulating in the rivers and lakes for more than 300 years, who knows which birdman wrote it, and you Wudang have a chicken feather relationship. Where was your Wudang faction at that time? It's still in Zhang Sanfeng's mother's belly. ”

"It's that your Wudang faction is very calculating, this time it's such a big game, just to find out the whereabouts of this secret book from Wang's mouth?" Wang Mingtu glanced at Yun Xiang with slanted eyes, and suddenly grinned, "Hehe, Yun Xiang, He Ziyan's little chick, it won't be your hand." ”

"Presumptuous!" Yun Xiang shook the dust in his hand, and the silver thread had slammed into the chest of the king's disciple like a sharp sword. With a whoop, the king spat out blood, apparently wounded in the heart.

Yun Xiang frowned and took a step back, covered his nose with a handkerchief, and suddenly lowered his voice, I don't know if he said it to Wang Mingtu again.

I saw that the king's disciples sometimes shook their heads, sometimes laughed twice, and finally Yun Xiang looked helpless, and finally walked away in anger.

......

"Come out, both of you. Lao Wang tried to reach the bamboo basket on the ground with his legs, and did not raise his head to the ground.

As soon as Ba Jinlun landed, he kicked the bamboo basket away.

Lao Wang immediately looked like he was blowing his beard and staring, and Mo Yangui hurriedly said the reason softly.

"So, minibus, you have suffered a lot for me?"

"Lao Wang, what are our brothers still polite, staying here to eat chaff is bitter. He tore through the chains that had bound the king's disciples, and he wanted to break them. Unexpectedly, I don't know what this iron chain was made of, and he used ten percent of his strength, and this iron chain was not damaged at all.

Seeing this, Mo Yangui pressed his palm on his vest, and a steady stream of true qi was immediately transmitted, but he tried again, but it still had no effect.

"It's useless, this chain is made of the cold iron of the Western Regions......"

Wang Ming's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and he said with a look of disbelief: "Guigui, you actually chose him?"

"Yes. Mo Yangui's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his head and said.

The king raised his leg and kicked him in the chest.

Mo Yangui slapped away the flying leg of the king disciple with one palm, and glared angrily at the king disciple: "Senior brother, what are you doing?!"

Seeing that the king's disciples were a little angry, Ba Jinlun expected that he and Mo Yangui's double cultivation had been seen through, and he couldn't help but secretly slander himself in his heart, Lao Wang, Lao Wang, your brother, I won't invite you like this?

"Return, you don't want to die!" said the king urgently, "Have you forgotten what Master said?"

"So what, it's just the difference between dying early and dying late. Mo Yangui said with a cold face.

He watched the senior brother and sister playing dumb riddles in front of him, and he was also at a loss in his heart, could it be that there was a great hidden danger in the double cultivation kung fu she taught?

Wang Mingfu was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Okay...... Okay, since you want to open it, it's inconvenient for senior brother to say more. Also, in the eyes of my Hehuan Valley, life and death are nothing. ”

"It's you, Ba Jinlun! Guigui is a good girl, if you dare to fail her, you will wait for your whole family to die with a hundred and thirty-one mouths, and there is no place to bury!"

He pouted helplessly and rolled his eyes at the king's disciples. Meow a mi, you old Wang, I haven't had time to do anything to my senior sister, why are you like your brother-in-law seeing your brother-in-law Hongxing out of the wall, looking like you're going to do your best.

Before he could say more, he saw Mo Yangui bending down and taking out a chicken leg from the bamboo basket and stuffing it into the mouth of the king's disciple.

"Hmph...... Sure enough...... Woo...... Girls are outgoing!"

At this moment, Ba Jinlun suddenly felt a chill, and when he looked back, the green-robed Taoist on duty outside the door had noticed the movement in the inner room, and jumped in.