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Under the protection of the old demon of Montenegro, Wang Zhong dived into the depths of the underground magma, and communicated with the earth with his mind in accordance with the mantra technique, and collected the earth fire through the meridians. It's like refining the three yīn killing demon knives, but the techniques, the lines of the exercises, and the imagination of the ideas when communicating are all very different.

"Although this earth fire is not as domineering and fierce as the true fire of the stars, and everything is not burned, but because of the black evil qi under the ground, the fire has a poison of yīn fire, which stretches for a long time, is more durable, and is easier to communicate and condense than the true fire of the stars," the old demon of Montenegro saw Wang Zhong's fingers cocked, and a subtle dark red sè was fluctuating at the tips of the Shangyang acupoints in both hands.

And Wang Zhong himself seemed to have been fished out of the water, his whole body was already soaked, and his clothes were sticking to his body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

But what is even more uncomfortable is that after a while, this sweat was continuously steamed and dried by high temperature, and it was dried by repeated sweating, sweating and sweating, and then being steamed and dried again! I don't know how long it took, Wang Zhong's clothes were covered with a layer of salt, forming a hard shell, his lips were scorched and cracked, and blood seeped out.

Such an environment is extremely bad, even if a person is very determined, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on, but although Wang Zhong looks miserable, it seems that he is going to die at any time. But the body still doesn't stop, sitting or standing, condensing the fire of the earth, sitting like a rock, standing as straight as Yue Fei's spear.

At this time, Wang Zhong's eyes had already been covered by the salt flowers formed by sweat, and he was extremely uncomfortable, but he still kept refining the method to collect the earth fire, and his mind was already immersed in the process of impacting the large intestine meridian of the hand Yangming.

Every time he moved, his eyes clicked, the scorched salt flowers fell off, and in the gaps in his eyes, there was a faint green light. It's like a hungry wolf hunting, chasing and lurking for three days and three nights.

It is a killing of determination, decisiveness, fortitude and patience.

After waiting for a long time, the old demon of Montenegro let out a hehey laugh, then stopped, sat down, and seemed to feel something.

After a while, a little golden light suddenly appeared in the originally dark red magma, flickering non-stop, as if someone was standing on the crater of a volcano, pouring countless gold dust into it.

The other primordial god of the old demon of Montenegro suddenly looked upward, and felt the earth fire in all directions, and found that a little golden light was the true fire of the sun that had penetrated into the earth fire.

"Now after the end of the day, the true fire of the sun falls from the mouth of the magma and mixes in, and the fire of the earth is not pure, which is not only useless but harmful. It's time to harvest the work, according to this method, rìrì come to this magma to swallow and pit the sacrifice, and with your progress, it is enough to penetrate the Yangming Large Intestine Sutra in three days. ”

As he spoke, the black qi surrounding Wang Zhong surged violently, quickly becoming a hundred times thicker, wrapping Wang Zhong up, and the old demon of Montenegro ran the three corpse primordial spirits and rushed out. This momentum is really majestic, if someone sees it from afar, it will definitely be a bucket-thick, thousand-foot black dragon rushing out of the crater.

Wang Zhongzui was all dried by the blood shell and salt shell, and as soon as he barely opened his mouth, there was a bang, the blood shell and salt shell fell off with the belt meat, and there was more new blood flowing out, Wang Zhong licked his lips, his mind was dizzy and black for a while, and he couldn't hold back his eyes.

The two clusters of earth fire have reached the meridians of the arm, lingering near the Quchi acupoint, obviously the earth fire has not gathered enough, and it cannot penetrate the congenital blockage in the meridian acupoint at once.

Feeling the spicy pain in both arms, it is as if it has been filled with chili pepper water, knowing that the meridians are not connected, and the earth fire can not be condensed, and staying in the Quchi acupoint for a long time will inevitably damage the meridians, and be burned by the fire poison to attack the heart vein, which is authentic playing with fire*.

Wang Zhong hurriedly silently used the retreat trick in the "Earth Shattering Fire Technique", slowly sighed, wrapped the two groups of gangsha with the true strength of the inner family and forced them into his hands, and then rubbed his hands together and raised them forward, boom! Two spicy hot winds blew out from the Shangyang acupoint in the index fingers of both hands, faintly with a hint of dark red light.

The hot and poisonous wind swept through a nearby grass growing in a crack in the stone, and the grass withered abruptly, and then gradually became charred black.

"This Earth Fire True Gang is very different from the Xuanwu Gang, each has its own power!" Wang Zhong expelled the doubts in his heart when he saw such a scene, and picked it up to see that although the grass had been roasted, the surface was dark and slimy, as if it was coated with a layer of petroleum asphalt.

"This is the black evil qi in the earth fire, after condensing, it is a dark and viscous cloud and mist, which can gather and disperse, refine to thickness, can stick to the flying sword, and can resist the crossbow arrows, in case it falls into the thousands of troops and horses, or you can rely on this whole body to retreat!"

Two more black gases rushed out of the crater, and the three corpses of the old demon of the Black Mountain returned to their bodies, standing in front of the crater, with their backs to the red rì rising from the sea, and a pair of eyes looking at the southern Central Plains.

Wang Zhong took off his clothes, rolled into a stream next to him, soaked his whole body, washed the salt and blood stains on his body, and his whole body was extremely comfortable, but his mouth was still extremely dry.

"There is a lot of sulfur in this water, but you can't drink it!"

Wang Zhong's body was sweating and dehydrated, but when he saw that the old demon of Montenegro seemed to be from xìng, he looked like he wanted to continue talking, and hurriedly jumped out of the hot spring, only to see a patch of green grass down, I don't know what it was.

He didn't care what it tasted, he pulled a handful, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, chewed for a while, and spit out the grass residue, but the grass juice gurgled and swallowed into his stomach.

Barely quenching his thirst, he jumped up and sat down on the rock, squinting his eyes, breathing in and listening with his ears pricked up.

"Those who refine flying swords, although they don't cultivate their lives, regardless of immortality, but after cultivating, their power is unparalleled, and they are so powerful that they are irresistible. The old demon of Montenegro looked at the Central Plains in the south, and he didn't care whether Wang Zhong was listening or not, he talked to himself.

Wang Zhong thought of the flying sword, first Jia Yefeng, then Wei Zhongxian, Fan Wencheng, Xikongtong old demon Yelu Jingwen, all of them were good at flying swords, that sharp momentum, it was really impossible to resist, and couldn't help nodding: "The flying sword is indeed sharp, unless the Yuan Shen is condensed, it can't compete at all" Speaking ......of this, Wang Zhong hurriedly stopped, remembering that he had broken the platinum sword with the red dragon, and Li Chengliang used the snake saliva banner to resist Wei Zhongxian's vajra sword, so he interrogated the old demon of Montenegro.

"Although the red dragon can defile the flying sword, it is because Jia Yefeng's skill is not enough, and there are deviations in sword casting, and if Jia Yefeng really condenses the fire on the sword, the red dragon will be useless. The snake saliva banner can resist the Vajra Sword, but the Heavenly Sorrow Sword and the Five Clouds Killing Blood Sword are also vulnerable. ”

The old demon of Montenegro stretched out a hand, his five fingers were forked, and he was covered downward, and the nails that were more than two feet long and curved like hooks were rattling, and the black robe of the body was blown backwards by the wind, and the appearance was very strange and terrifying.

Gradually, a trace of black gas came out from the tips of the five fingers, but instead of diverging on all sides, it condensed into a large ball, pitch black, viscous, suspended in front of the palm three zhang.

"I passed on your Xuan yīn black scar capture **, which is the life-saving and killing technique of my old demon in the Black Mountain when he did not become a primordial god!"

The five fingers of the old demon of Montenegro trembled, and this black evil qi immediately surged upward, diverging and spreading, forming a palm the size of a fan, dragging out a long black qi tail, but it was not separated from the body like the Yuan Shen, and could only connect the Shangyang acupoint with black smoke, constantly emitting from the body, supporting long-distance grasping.

The black evil qi condensed the big hand and grabbed the big tree under the mountain, swept over, the big tree suddenly withered, and then was wrapped in the black evil qi, the dark red light flashed in the middle, and a scorched smell came, and the black cloud rolled and retracted into the body of the old demon of the black mountain, and the big tree became a pile of charcoal, emitting a pungent smell of burning.

"Although the three yīn killing demon knife condenses the Xuanwu Gangsha, but the Xuanwu Gangsha special xìng kills, it cannot last forever, it is collected as soon as it is fired, it dissipates invisibly, and it cannot compete with the flying sword. If you want to catch a flying sword, you need to have three years of fire. ”

"My black mountain old demon always has to stand at the peak of the world, how can the exercises be normal, I am about to fight with the three great masters of Confucianism, I have to destroy a sect first, kill its full door, so as not to trouble after rì. ”

The old demon of Montenegro taught Wang Zhong the mental method of this Xuan yīn black smash capturing **, and then flicked the big black sleeve, and a primordial god escaped, wrapped himself, and rose up, the black rainbow shocked the sky, ran rì up, and quickly disappeared into the southern sky.

Wudang Mountain in Hubei Province is a famous Taoist mountain, with a radius of more than 800 miles, the famous city of Xiangyang in the east, backed by the primeval forest Shennongjia of thousands of miles, full of big trees and roots, old branches and knots, tigers and leopards are rampant, apes and wolves are infested, there are countless exotic flowers and plants, elixir spiritual roots, not only deep and quiet, inaccessible, there are also many strange and strange things, it is one of the most mysterious places in the past dynasties.

This Wudang Mountain relies on the mystery of Shennongjia, and is more close to the Yangtze River, majestic and magnificent, and a dragon vein is vast and awe-inspiring, which can be described as a holy place for cultivation.

Legend has it that during the reign of the Yellow Emperor, there was a prince born after King Jingle dreamed of swallowing Xuanwu Qisu Guanghua, this prince cultivated immortals in Wudang Mountain, cultivated turtles and snakes in the inner pill, and went away as immortals. After the Chūn Autumn Warring States Period, there was Lao Tzu, and Yin Xi also practiced in this mountain.

These are all illusory and ethereal theories, which cannot be verified, but there is only one strange person with history to rely on, and that is Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng is a true Taoist, in his later years, he practiced under the Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain, and integrated the boxing skills he learned into a furnace, created the way of Tai Chi, and finally feathered into an immortal, ascended to the sky, and the things of a body were mysterious and unpredictable, when Ming Chengzu Zhu Di levied 200,000 people for Zhang Sanfeng, overhauled Wudang Mountain, established Taoism, and was admired by the Taoist sect of the world.

Wang Zhong studied literature and history in modern times, and knew that Zhang Sanfeng was a person in the historical immortal scroll, and traveled back to the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and was accepted as a successor by the old demon of Montenegro, and learned many unrecorded rumors from his mouth.

"The kingdom is about to die, and there will be demons!"

At this time, it is Xu rì Dongsheng, standing on the top of Wudang Mountain, overlooking the distance, many tributaries of the Yangtze River below are rushing and rolling, reflecting the rising sun, the mountains and rivers in the distance, intertwined with each other, the golden light rises and rises, and the turtle and snake form is faintly appeared, creating the spirit, wonderful and wonderful.

On Tianzhu Peak, a middle-aged man, with gray hair on his head, tied a Taoist with a hosta, stepped on a pair of yīn yang shoes, like a Taoist priest, but he was wearing a crane-white Confucian shirt, as if he was a Confucian who failed to try and was very down. This unruly dress is really strange.

The eyes of this middle-aged man, jīng shining, looking far away, looking north, between breaths, a long and a short white qi emanated, faintly appearing in the shape of a turtle and snake.

"It's really not hard to be at home, but the demon is in my Wang family!" looked at the north, and the middle-aged man sighed slightly.

"Why should I sigh. A voice came from afar, a white shadow like a cloud floating on the tip of the mountains, floating in, falling on the cliff next to Tianzhu Peak, the white mist closed, showing a person, but it was a green Confucian robe, holding a folding fan, Mo was about thirty years old Confucian.

After a while, he opened the folding fan and shook it twice, and the Confucian face became solemn, "Since Senior Brother has seen the demon threatening me with the power of heaven, he quickly took advantage of the climate to get rid of the demon." is the most convenient. ”