Chapter Forty-Six: Taiping Zhang Road

"Jun rides a bamboo horse, and the concubine picks green plums.

Childish, painting windows and cutting paper.

The concubine's hair is waist-high, and the monarch is white-headed.

The peach blossoms were not hired and withered at this time.

Jun years ago, Xu Nian to marry.

The champion and the first, the king and the daughter are favored.

Jun is magnificent, and he forgets his concubine."

Just when everyone was arguing, they suddenly heard a mournful singing voice coming from the ascending mountain.

The song had no tune, and the woman sang it from her heart, but she was crying like a complaint, but when she was halfway through it, her voice stopped abruptly.

A hint of thought appeared on Zhou Mengdie's face, and he said to everyone: "The disciples of the various sects are blocking this place layer by layer, and the singing woman doesn't look like a person who practices martial arts, and she seems to have encountered some trouble, why don't I wait and take a look." ”

The half-ghost immediately jumped up from the ground and said, "Go and see, go, I'll go with you." ”

Zhou Mengdie had already flown away from the source of the sound at this time, and he heard a woman's angry reprimand, and a trace of inexplicable anxiety quietly rose in his heart.

flew to the place where the sound came from, but two men in green clothes suddenly popped out in front of Zhou Mengdie, and they all stretched out a hand to stop Zhou Mengdie, and said, "The disciples of the Taiping Sect are doing things here, and Your Excellency is still nosy." ”

Zhou Mengdie's brows furrowed, but she saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy behind the two of them pressing towards a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl step by step.

The woman was wearing a plain white dress, a peach hairpin on her head, her hair was coiled high behind her head, she was holding a yaoqin in her hand, and there were traces of tears on her delicate face, as if she had just remembered some sad past and cried bitterly.

The most unforgettable starlight eyes, the bright eyes belong to the pale blue, the moonlight is bright, as blue as a sea, if it can fascinate the glitz of a thousand generations. At this time, there was a trace of mist in his eyes, but he stared at the man in front of him stubbornly and indifferently.

The man in front of her looked like a master, she looked fragile like an ant in front of the man, but she still held the yaoqin in her hand tightly, vowing to fight to the end.

There was a hint of lewdness/evil light on the man's face, but he didn't pay attention to the resistance of the beauty in front of him, as if this could awaken a different kind of beast/desire in his heart.

"Stop. Seeing that the man was closing towards the woman step by step, Zhou Mengdie immediately let out a loud shout, and his true qi slapped out at the same time in both palms.

Before the two disciples who were blocking the road could react, they were slapped out by Zhou Mengdie with a palm.

He flew forward, pointed at the man with his left hand and pointed at the man, and a sword qi shot out from the sword finger, attacking the man directly.

"Who dares to spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds?" The man's martial arts skills were not weak, and he dodged backwards, dodging Zhou Mengdie's sword qi very lightly.

Zhou Mengdie didn't answer, his figure fell on the woman's body with the wind, her long hair flying, and her white clothes fluttering. With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, the woman glanced at him, but there was an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

Zhou Mengdie frowned, and after glancing at the man, he saw that although his strength was not weak, he was only a cultivator in the later stage of the young man, so he was a little unconcerned.

He said to the woman: "The girl is so kind, but she has met someone Zhou. ”

The woman shook her head and said, "This is the first time the little woman has met the young man, but she is also very kind. ”

Zhou Mengdie nodded slightly. The Taiping Sect man, who was ignored by him, immediately said angrily: "Boy, do you know who I am? I am Zhang Lu of the Taiping Sect, dare to harm me, report my name." ”

The corners of Zhou Mengdie's mouth instantly became indifferent, and she sneered at Zhang Lu: "Taiping Sect, what a great majesty." ”

The Taiping Sect is said to have been inherited from the Han Dynasty's Zhang Jiao, which was originally a fallen talent, but by chance he obtained this Taiping Sutra in a cliff.

After participating in the study of this Taiping Sutra, he established the Taiping Sect in the name of Nanhua Lao Xian, and passed on the martial arts recorded in the Taiping Sutra to the disciples of the sect in the third class.

The martial arts in this Taiping Sutra are extremely magical, not only extremely powerful but also fast, hundreds of people have broken through to the innate realm in just a few years, that is, the early stage of the hero, twenty years, there are nearly 100 grandmasters in the door, which can be called the first sect of the Han Dynasty.

And Zhang Jiao's strength has also increased rapidly, and within twenty years, he has been at the peak of the great master, just when he was complacent and ready to rely on the power of the Taiping Sect to overthrow the imperial court, but he was killed by the Nanhua old immortal who ran out of nowhere in the name of stealing the scriptures, and at the same time took away the original Taiping scriptures.

It is said that the battle was fought to the ground, and the three masters of the Great Grandmaster Realm in the Taiping Sect died one after another. Countless masters of the Grandmaster realm died under the clutches of the old immortal of Nanhua without any resistance.

It has experienced the baptism of war again and again, and the washing of disputes in the rivers and lakes. With the passage of time, a large number of martial arts in the Taiping Sect were lost, so that the original prestige of the Han Dynasty's first major religion eventually became a second-rate force.

Of course, even the second-rate forces have a lot of grandmasters in their sects.

As a contemporary descendant of the Taiping Sect, Zhang Lu's body is said to contain the blood of Zhang Ning, the daughter of the Taiping Sect, and he made rapid progress when he practiced the Taiping Sect.

After being discovered, in less than three years, he had already cultivated to the peak of the Shaoxia realm, and he was only one step away from the Daxia realm.

Although the Taiping Divine Skill is famous all over the world for its quick success, it has become a peerless divine skill that many people in the rivers and lakes dream of. But his talent is still extraordinary, and he is really a generation of talent.

Zhou Mengdie's face showed a sneer, and after questioning which road, he replied lightly, "When the road is uneven, you have to shovel, and someone Zhou is the one who shovels the road." ”

"Damn, look for death. After Zhang Lu heard Zhou Mengdie's words, he was immediately furious, and after a loud cry, he rushed towards Zhou Mengdie.

His hands were in a strange posture, and after rushing to Zhou Mengdie's side, he instantly shouted: "Huang Tian should stand." ”

This punch gave Zhou Mengdie a strange palpitation, which looked ordinary, but it was the resistance of ordinary people after being exploited.

This is not the beginning of the Taiping Sect. Zhou Mengdie only saw a punch, and he already knew that the strength of that road was not weak, and at the same time quietly had a trace of vigilance against that road.

The grade has already understood the martial arts truth that the move is dead and the person is alive, and the future achievements may not be too much.

Zhou Mengdie's figure was stunned, but she stood in place as if she was scared stupid.

"Suffer death, boy, Lao Tzu's style of Huang Tiandang's power, even if it is big" His words, Zhou Mengdie was a very strange sword pointed at his fist.

That is, this light click will release a kind of fatal damage to that road.

He immediately let out a miserable scream, and after flying backwards, he fell to the ground, knelt on one knee to support his body, and said angrily: "Boy, dare to report his name?"

Zhou Mengdie immediately stepped forward and opened to speak. But I didn't want the half-ghost who had come behind Zhou Mengdie at some point, but suddenly shouted: "Stinky boy, it's good for Lao Tzu, this is my brother Zhuang Sheng." Lao Tzu is a half-ghost, and if he wants to take revenge in the future, he will come at me, me, and us. ”

He wanted to say that it was coming for him, but after thinking about it, he felt that the risk was too great, so it was better to put Zhou Mengdie and the others on his chariot.

"Okay, it's so good, you dare to make me an enemy of the Taiping Sect. Zhuang Sheng, okay, you remember Lao Tzu. After scolding and scolding, Zhang Lu immediately turned around and left.

He knew that he was not Zhou Mengdie's opponent, so he naturally didn't want to stay longer, but he didn't want his words to make the half-ghosts on the side very dissatisfied.

"Hey, Lao Tzu is called a half-ghost, remember Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is called a half-ghost. He shouted desperately here, but Zhang Lu over there didn't look at him.

was so angry that the half-ghost screamed, Zhou Mengdie's and Dong Xiaoxian's faces on the side showed a slight hint of joy, but it was to let the half-ghost stomp his feet, and then gritted his teeth and chased after him.

After the monk on the side glanced at the woman, his eyes instantly became a little dull, as if he had forgotten that he was a monk, and he stepped forward to the woman and said, "Meigu, the girl's surname is a big name, little monk."

"Quit sex, don't forget that you are a monk. Just after the pig brother who showed his face, Dong Xiaoxian sneered at the ring color.

The ring color was immediately stunned, reached out and touched his hair, and after a long time, he slapped it on the top of his head and said bitterly: "Why can't I think about it for a while and leave home!"

Then he turned his back to the woman with a bitter face, and out of nowhere escaped a wooden fish, so he knocked on the sutra and chanted: "Amitabha, Amitabha"

After reciting this sutra twice, he suddenly became angry, threw the wooden fish in his hand far away, and shouted, go to the damn Amitabha, Lao Tzu wants to return to the vulgar.

The ring went crazy in the direction of the half-ghost's departure, making the woman who had a bitter face suddenly smile softly, and then as if she remembered something, she suddenly covered her mouth and coughed, and the sad mood returned to her face at the same time.

Just after she finished coughing, Zhou Mengdie suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air, frowned, and glanced at her sleeve.

When even if she stepped forward slowly, she grabbed her wrist without the woman saying anything, and then probed a wisp of true qi into her body, her eyelids jumped, and after a long time, she sighed: "Why is the girl so sad and indignant, she has accumulated such a thick depression in her body, if it is not alleviated, I am afraid that my life will be lost." ”