Beihai Evil Demon barely stood up, his momentum was completely gone, and he said hoarsely: "I lost...... But I'm the boss, and I'm going to come back to the field. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Oh?" Xiao Yu's mouth hooked, "You still have a big brother, and he is also a wicked person?"

"Of course, he is recognized as the biggest villain in martial arts!"

Xiao Yu said calmly: "That's it, I'll let you go, you can find some helpers to come back and see if your reliance is really strong." ”

After speaking, Xiao Yu raised his right hand lightly, and the evil demon of Beihai felt a strange force, pushed himself far away, and after being frightened, he quickly turned around and fled into the distance.

Ji Fei scratched his head and said, "Boss, do we really have to wait for this reckless man?"

"Let's go. ”

Xiao Yu sat on the cow baby again and went first.

"He went to find himself, if it was fate, we would meet for a while, and if there was no chance to see each other again, we would say goodbye to each other from then on. ”

"Hehe...... Ji Fei shook his head, "If you're really smart, you shouldn't come back." ”

With a few people's feet, crossing the Wuliang Mountain is only a short half a day.

The big villain mentioned by the evil man in Beihai did not follow, but Xiao Yu and his party met another interesting passerby.

This man, on horseback, had an old saddle, and his boots on stirrups were old, and on his horse hung a sword with an old scabbard, but his clothes were new, and new.

Of course, this is not what makes Xiao Yu and others find it interesting.

Rather, his breath is like the sea, calm but desolate, indifferent but vast.

Before they met, Xiao Yu once said that the swordsman he met for a while, his attainments in swordsmanship would be stronger than Xiao Yi, even more than Lin Zheye.

Therefore, when they saw this knight, Xiao Yi and Lin Zheye were obviously ready to move.

"Hello, can you make a friend?"

The sword intent here is stirring, intending to contend, but the person who comes there is smiling and free, gentle as the warm sun, and comfortable as a stream.

Xiao Yu smiled: "I don't know who you are?"

The man said softly, "Mo Xiangdu." ”

"Mo Xiang is ......" Xiao Yu also smiled gently, "Heavenly Desolate Sword?"

"You know me?"

"The moss grass has no Yanbi, and the poetry and painting are fragrant. The wind and rain are pitiful and thin, and the ghosts are crying. ”

Xiao Yu thought about it, shook his head and said: "It is rumored that every time you take out a sword, no matter how strong the opponent is, even if you are no longer favored by others, it is often you who survives to the end." Now that I see it, I believe it too. ”

"You know my name, but I don't know yours yet. ”

Mo Xiang smiled very gently, on his body, there was no such heroic momentum as a top master, but even compared with Lin Zhe, no one felt that his sword intent was immense, not inferior.

"My name is One, Little One. "Xiao Yi is very rare, the first to speak.

Lin Zhe also looked at Mo Xiangdu and said softly, "Lin Zheye." ”

Mo Xiangdu's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and nodded with a smile.

Xiao Yu and others followed suit, and also reported their names.

Ji Fei probed over and asked curiously, "Why, your clothes don't match a little?"

"The old saddle is comfortable to sit on, the old boots are comfortable to wear, and the old scabbard will never damage the edge of my sword. Mo Xiangdu said with a smile, "And the new clothes always make me feel energetic and energetic." ”

"Very strong!" Ji Fei tasted it and stretched out his thumb to praise.

Xiao Yu smiled and asked, "I don't know where you want to go, Brother Mo?"

Mo Xiangdu pointed to the distance in front of him: "Wudang." ”

"Wudang Sect?"

"Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, I want to ask for a glass of water and wine, I will definitely live longer!"

"If that's the case, then I won't bother Brother Mo. Xiao Yu arched his hand and said, "I hope to see you again in the future." ”

"If we can see you again, I will treat you to a few drinks!"

The ink fragrance bowed down and sprinkled away.

Looking at Mo Xiangdu's back, Xiao Yu's eyes were deep.

"Wudang Mountain?"

A few days later, when they followed the new guidance of the Yinsha Sword, they also arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Recently, it is the 100th birthday of Wudang Zhang Zhenren, and the town at the foot of the mountain has already been filled with disciples of various sects, as well as wanderers from the rivers and lakes.

However, they only wandered down the mountain, and few people went up the mountain first.

"They are waiting for Shaolin, or the other five major sects, to go up to worship the mountain together. ”

Ji Fei came back from inquiring about the news and said so.

"Hehe, hypocrisy, it is necessary to have many people......"

Xiao Yu nodded, led everyone, and in the surprised eyes of the Quartet, he took the lead leisurely.

On the mountainside of Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain, there is a small pond called "Jiejian Pond".

Wudang is extremely top on three sides, thousands of feet high, smooth as a mirror, birds do not cross, and the spirit ape is difficult. To enter the Wudang Sect, there is only one path leading to the sky, and the only intersection of this path is located in the "Sword Solving Pool".

"Next to the sword pool, the weapons are left behind, and the people enter Wudang. ”

Xiao Yu thought about the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and said softly: "Originally, it was just a small clear spring, but it was famous because of the situation, and everyone knew it. ”

"In that small pool, are there really all kinds of divine weapons?" Ji Fei asked beside him.

"Even if there is, so what?" Xiao Yu said with a smile, "Those who didn't listen to the persuasion of the Wudang Taoist priest and wanted to carry weapons up the mountain ended up leaving their weapons behind. Such graceful things must always be respected and respected. ”

Ji Fei suddenly sighed: "There is no quarrel with the world, indifferent to fame and fortune...... Is there really such a sect in this realm?"

Xiao Yu smiled faintly and did not answer.

When they arrived at the Sword Pool, they saw that this place was heavily guarded, and there were probably dozens of Wudang disciples guarding here.

The two elegant young men in front of them stood like pines and were extraordinarily powerful.

One of them is the previous road encounter, the Heavenly Desolate Sword - Mo Xiangdu.

"It turned out to be Brother Mo!"

Xiao Yu let out a long laugh and said, "I didn't expect that Wudang would invite Brother Mo as a welcome." ”

"Brother Xiao, forgive me!" Mo Xiangdu smiled calmly, "It's not a secret, in fact, Wudang is my teacher, Zhang Zhenren, and it is under the teacher." I didn't say it before, but I shouldn't have it, please forgive me. ”

"Where, where. Xiao Yu didn't care, "I can't complain that Brother Mo has extraordinary skills, and he has such a powerful Venerable Master as his teacher." ”

After Mo Xiangdu gave a salute, he pointed to the man next to him and introduced: "This one is my junior brother, Zhang Dufang." ”

The two sides saluted, this Zhang Dufang behaved moderately, neither humble nor arrogant, both respectful, calm, and very stylish.

Speaking of the rules of the sword, Xiao Yu took the initiative to take out the silver sand sword, and several people behind him also left their weapons one by one.

After that, Xiao Yu and his entourage continued to move forward, and within a hundred steps, there were Wudang disciples who respectfully sent everyone's weapons back.

For many years, the sword pool has been polite and respectful, and Wudang will not be unreasonable, and after the guests go up the mountain, they will return it, just by using this ceremony, they will be polite.

After the Hengshan Golden Basin Washing Hands, Xiao Yu and others are already famous all over the world, and these masters who are both righteous and evil, and do not care about the face of the big faction, are the most feared by the famous and upright.

Therefore, watching a few people and angrily dissolve the sword and go up the mountain, Wudang naturally reciprocated and gave preferential treatment.

The mountain road can be fast, or you can travel slowly.

Half an hour later, a few people who were strolling slowly arrived in front of Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace is the main hall of Wudang Mountain to meet guests, green tiles and red walls, flying pavilion Liudan, dazzling, the gods in the hall worship the real martial god in the elderly, middle-aged, young statues and civil and military statues, on both sides of the golden boy and jade girl, the monarch general, etc., the bronze casting is colorful, the demeanor is different.

The main god of the Wudang faction is the Zhenwu Emperor, and the legend of Wudang Mountain is also the holy mountain where the Zhenwu Emperor made his career, and there are many rumors on the rivers and lakes that Wudang Zhang Zhenren is the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor.

Therefore, the word "Zhenwu" is the spirit of Wudang and the soul of Wudang.

Wudang welcomed the disciples and led a few people to the Zixiao Palace, which is the main hall of Zixiao Palace, obviously treating them as distinguished guests.

The famous Wudang Seven Heroes of the rivers and lakes waited in the palace.

"Xiao Gongzi is here, Song Jinhu is not welcome!" Wudang was in charge, and said with a smile, "The master is meditating in the back mountain, and he will go out on his birthday, if you are negligent, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Xiao Yu also smiled politely: "Master Song is polite, it is Xiao who came uninvited and bothered your faction." ”

A few people exchanged pleasantries, and Mo Yinchuan, the youngest of the seven heroes, came over and guided the welcome guests and said: "The distinguished guest must be sleepy after a long journey, so it is better to go to the guest room to take a rest." ”

Xiao Yu and the others were at ease with what they met and followed them to rest.

Two days later, when the first light of dawn pierced through the dark clouds, many forces led by the five major sects, as well as above the rivers and lakes, all the reckless heroes set foot on the Wudang Mountain Road.

The sun is shining, the white clouds are coming, and the scenery of Wudang is beautiful.

However, when the sword pond was unraveled, there was a chaos that contradicted the scene.

"I'm waiting for people who practice martial arts, the sword doesn't leave the hand, the knife doesn't leave the body, and it's okay on weekdays, now the heroes are mountaineering, there are many people in chaos, if there is a mistake, Wudang can afford to lose?"

Someone shouted in the crowd, apparently with ulterior motives.

Mo Xiangdu, who was guarding beside the sword solving pool and greeted him with a smile, but the famous man who had been in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years immediately recognized his thoughts.

Presumably, many people who came with him were like him, not for the sake of longevity, but with ill intentions.

Mo Xiangdu smiled kindly, and said politely: "You are all famous people in the rivers and lakes, you have status and status, I Wudang will not be lazy, but since you have come to this mountain, you will also treat the host and abide by the rules of this faction, otherwise you have to ask you to go back to your home, and come back the next day." ”

Some people still want to be noisy, and the ink fragrance is unchanged, but it has a powerful aura, which rises up vigorously, which makes people look sideways and dare not insult.

Seeing this, Zhang Quanfang next to him also said: "Everyone, how is my Wudang faction, the rivers and lakes have already made a conclusion, and it should not be embarrassing to you in some small things." ”

"For those who sincerely congratulate their birthdays, Wudang sweeps the couch to greet them, and those who have other plans need to be cautious in their words and deeds. His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at the heroes, "If you really want to untie the blade, you can go into the mountains, or you can out—only to outdo my two brothers!"

The sound was deafening, the strong wind was blowing, and it was obvious that his pure internal force was not inferior to Mo Xiangdu.