The mountain road of Zhongnan Mountain, winding and twisting, each curve exquisitely coiled on the belly of the mountain, just like a flexible little snake, in these complex mountain roads, there is a wide and long, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, full of stairs of the avenue, this is the road leading to Chongyang Palace, is the small Taoist priests on the mountain spent ten years to build, just to express the admiration of the generation of grandmaster Wang Chongyang.

At this time, on this mountain road, there were two figures, one large and one small.

"Uncle Guo, how far is it?" The little figure looked at the winding mountain road ahead with a tired face, and his little face was full of sorrow.

"Later, if you bear with me, we'll be there soon" The tall figure turned around, his face full of loving smiles, and reached out to caress the little figure's head, and gently encouraged.

"Oh......" The little figure's face suddenly drooped, and finally he still muttered to himself: "I don't know how many times you have said that you are almost here along the way, and you still say so, I don't believe you now, Chongyang Palace must be far away!"

The honest man listened to the words of the little figure, and was stunned, he was straightforward, but he couldn't fight this little ghost head!

Simply, he walked straight away with his head bored and didn't talk anymore.

Seeing this, a trace of uneasiness flashed on the little figure's face, he chased after him, and said flatteringly: "Uncle Guo, Guo'er said the wrong thing, don't be angry with Guo'er, okay?"

The man just pretended not to hear, and kept walking forward with his breath.

"Hmph, be angry, I'm not leaving!" After saying that, the little figure walked to the side angrily, sat on a rock, and played a scoundrel.

After all, the big man still couldn't do anything about this small figure, so he had to stop sullenly and walked in front of the small figure.

The little figure turned pale, turned his little head, snorted, and ignored the big man.

The big man smiled bitterly, looked at the childish little figure, looking like he couldn't do anything about you, he squatted down, crossed his legs on the ground, arched his waist, turned his head to the little figure behind him and said, "Come on, Xiao Guo'er!"

"Hehe" The little figure suddenly laughed, and a flying pounce slammed into the big man's broad back.

"Drive, Uncle Guo, ride a big horse" The little figure shook wantonly on the back of the big man, with a happy smile on his face.

The big man just firmly grasped the legs and buttocks of the little figure, and walked extremely steadily on the mountain road step by step.

The two figures gradually disappeared into the distance of the mountain road.

......

"Senior sister, what should we do?" Li Mochou grabbed He Bu's cold palm tightly with both hands, and his pretty face was full of panic.

"Senior sister, so far, I can't do anything about his injury, we can only think of other ways" Xiaolongnu looked at Li Mochou who was anxious, and calmly calmed Li Mochou's emotions.

"By the way, senior sister, we may be able to ask for help from those old Taoist priests" Xiaolongnu's eyes suddenly lit up, her cherry lips opened lightly, and she said: "Although the martial arts of those old Taoist priests are not very good, those alchemy and rescue skills are good"

These stinky Taoist priests, I didn't expect that our Tomb Sect would have a day to ask for help from them!

"This ......" Li Mochou looked at him without a master, why not get drunk, and didn't know what to do at all.

"Those stinky Taoist priests have already made a feud with Budrunk, will they still be willing to help him?"

"Senior sister, don't worry, these bull-nosed people are the most benevolent, righteous and moral, let's take him over, I don't believe they will die or not save them!"

Seeing that Xiaolongnu was so confident, Li Mochou finally made up his mind, "The situation can't be worse anymore, why not give it a try!"

At that moment, the two sisters and the grandmother Sun took the three of them drunk, and rushed to Chongyang Palace.

"Dangdang Dang"

Zhongnan Mountain in the early morning, white clouds are swirling, the breeze is breezy, and it is the style of Xianjia Lingshan. The melodious bell on the top of the mountain spread throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain, this is the time for the Taoist priests to do morning classes, and the Taoist mantra comes out from the Chongyang Palace, which makes people feel peaceful!

On the mountainside, two figures, one large and one small, confronted the many Quanzhen disciples from afar.

"Adulter, what are your intentions, don't hurry up and explain!" Zhao Zhijing glared at the tall man angrily and asked sharply.

"This senior brother, you misunderstood, I am ......" The big man was in a hurry, and hurriedly excused himself, how could he be regarded as a thief as soon as he came up, I was wronged! However, he was clumsy, and he spoke more slowly when he was nervous, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Zhijing's words.

"Shameless thief, who is your senior brother!Suffer death!" There were no superfluous words, Zhao Zhijing waved the long sword in his hand, and shouted and attacked the big man!

A year ago, he was injured by He Bu drunk, broke the Beidou Great Array, and raised him for more than half a year, and spent a lot of spiritual medicine on his master before he regained his strength! This year, he was about to go crazy by the gossip of a group of disciples in the door! What kind of status is he, Zhao Zhijing, the third generation of the big disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, how can he endure this anger, for more than a year, he has long accumulated endless depression in his chest, and he thinks that one day he will be able to completely win back face in front of a group of disciples, and now this big man is sent to the door, and he won't pounce immediately! He doesn't believe that this big man looks stupid and honest, can he break his Beidou Great Array of the Quanzhen Sect like He Bu drunk martial arts!

As it turns out, some people have terrible luck, as if God is intent on working against them.

Zhao Zhijing finally had the opportunity to make a shot once in a year, but he once again provoked a tricky character - the hero Guo Jing!

Guo Jing looked at Zhao Zhijing's menacing long sword helplessly, spread his palm, transported his two successes, and slapped his palm lightly, meeting the figure that flew towards him quickly.

"Ang" A loud dragon roar came, and a powerful internal force gushed out, breaking through Zhao Zhijing's defense straight and crashing into his chest!

Zhao Zhijing's face was smug, looking at the internal force that came out of the shape, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block.

Innate master! Damn! Why is Lao Tzu's idea so memorized!

Is Chongyang Palace so attractive, the person who comes is congenital, when did the innate masters in the world become so common!

Seeing that the golden dragon broke through his own defense and hit his head on the blade, the cold sword body was hit on his chest in an instant, Zhao Zhijing screamed and flew back.

One move, another trick didn't take it!

Dozens of Quanzhen disciples looked at Zhao Zhijing who fell to the ground in a daze, their eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the expressions of all the true disciples around him, and then looked at Guo Jing who was standing in place honestly, his qi and blood suddenly surged upward, his face suddenly flushed, and he fainted with anger.

I'm not reconciled, this guy...... Forehead!

"Senior brothers......" Guo Jing's palm moved, and he arched his hand in embarrassment, he didn't expect this guy to look very strong, and he couldn't even catch his own two percent of his internal strength!

As soon as all the Quanzhen disciples heard Guo Jing's words, they were shocked when they saw him suddenly give up, and they took a step back one after another, looking at Guo Jing in fear.

(The last chapter of the public chapter.,Ask for recommendations and collections.,To be honest.,The collection didn't reach the goal in the heart of the little brother before it was put on the shelf.,It's more than four hundred)

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