"Ahh

Zhao Xuan pointed to his acupoint, and then raised his head and said to Wu Yazi: "Brother Dao, this is the disciple I found for you." ”

Wu Yazi had just woken up from his deep sleep, and when he heard the words, he looked at Xuzhu, and when he saw his face, his face immediately turned dark, and he said, "Little Daoyou, although you said it before, I also know that the person you are looking for is not very good-looking, and may be uglier than you." But you can't find such an ugly one, can you? Our free school disciples have always been smart and handsome, and this little monk has a wooden brain, and he is not a smart one at first glance, and his nostrils are turned up, and his ears are not very handsome, and he has nothing to do with handsomeness, you ......."

"Ahem!" Zhao Xuan coughed dryly, what do you mean to be uglier than you? Dao Ye, although I don't pay much attention to my appearance, do you have you who talk about it every day? Squinted at Wu Yazi, gritted his teeth and said, "What, now I want to regret it?"

Wu Yazi smiled bitterly: "Is it okay? If I can, I really want to regret it." It's a big deal, Ding Chunqiu won't let you kill it!"

"Ah!" At this moment, a terrible wail came from outside, and the voice was old, it was Ding Chunqiu's.

Zhao Xuan glared at Wu Yazi and said, "It's late, now the person has been killed." ”

The corners of Wu Yazi's mouth twitched, and after a while, he asked, "Where do you have a crush on the little monk?" looked at Xuzhu and said critically: "Not to mention that people are ugly, there is no trace of spirituality in the eyes of the wood and the brain." And also a monk. It's not that I'm talking about you, you're also a Taoist priest. I'm a Taoist sect, so what's the matter with you finding a monk?"

"Yohe, it seems that you are in a good mood now!" Zhao Xuan was not in a hurry when he saw that there was no cliff to shirk. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he looked up at Wu Yazi and said, "How is it, the feeling of revenge is very cool?"

Wu Yazi nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "It's a pity that I couldn't take revenge with my own hands." But if I can kill that criminal, it won't be in vain for me to survive for so many years!"

Zhao Xuan shook his head and sighed: "Is it worth it? Tormented himself for more than thirty years. Now that you're going to die, can't you still see through it, and everything will be empty after death?"

Wu Yazi was silent. After a while, he said: "Since it is all empty, what do you want me to pass on to this kid for the skill? What is your original intention of practicing martial arts? What is the meaning of your life?" After finishing speaking, he stared at Zhao Xuan.

Originally, he thought that he would ask Zhao Xuan three questions in a row, after all, since they were all empty. Then what else is necessary to do? Clinker Zhao Xuan didn't even think about it: "Just because I know that everything is empty after death." That's why I want to live! Live forever! The original intention of practicing martial arts is to ensure that no one kills me, and the meaning of life is to explore the true Tao and the mystery of eternal life!"

"Eternal life?" Wu Yazi showed an inexplicable smile on his face, as if mocking, as if he was disdainful, and said hesitantly: "I admit that your current realm has reached a point where ordinary people can't fathom, but is there really an eternal life in the world? In ancient times, martial arts flourished, and the innate realm was everywhere, and there were legends left by land golden immortals and bodhisattva arhats. But how many are still alive?"

"Maybe there is no one alive, but since there is that realm. It means that that realm must be cultivated. Since that realm can be cultivated, there may not be a higher realm above it. As long as you climb eternally on the road of seeking the way, you believe that the poor road will one day reach the other side!" Zhao Xuan's voice was flat, but his eyes were firm, and his smile was like a flower.

Xuzhu has been listening to the conversation between the two on the side, because Zhao Xuan has sealed the acupoint, and Zhao Xuan is used to using special techniques to decorate himself and dumb acupoints together, standing there and walking can't walk, unable to speak, anxious eyes widen wider, and the already ugly appearance is getting uglier and uglier.

Zhao Xuan glanced at him, and no longer had a hard time arguing with Wuyazi, and asked for the last time: "Brother Wuyazi, do you agree or not?" If you don't agree with Poor Dao, you won't be reluctant. "Of course he won't be reluctant, he has already done what should be done, it is logical for Wuyazi to promise to pass on the gong to Xuzhu, if he doesn't agree, it is also Wuyazi's business, and Tiandao will not trouble him again.

This Heavenly Dao is like the human body, if the human body is attacked by an external force, even if it is a mosquito, if it is discovered, the mosquito will be swatted to death. And he's the mosquito. But if there is an internal change, it is like a person who has a disease, although he has the ability to regulate, but the headache and brain fever can still regulate himself, and if it is cancer or something, he can only play it out. And Tiandao's sensitivity and self-regulation ability are far stronger than those of the human body, so he, a mosquito, will be discovered as long as he bites Tiandao. As for the occurrence of internal "lesions", isn't there still a small trend that can be changed, and the big trend cannot be changed?

Sure enough, Wu Yazi pondered for a while, sighed and said: "That's it! I have never gone back on my word in my life, and when I die, I will give myself a perfect ending!" Turning his head to look at Xuzhu and said: "Although this kid is ugly and wooden, since he can be favored by the little Taoist friends, there must be something extraordinary." I just don't know how good he is. ”

"Brother Wuya Dao can rest assured, this kid's internal skills are very shallow, and he can be wasted with a wave of his hand. Zhao Xuan said that he really waved his hand, and saw that Xuzhu suddenly had his knees weak and sat on the ground.

After sitting down, I felt that my limbs were all sore, my brain was groggy, and my eyes seemed to be spinning. Knowing that his internal strength was abolished by Zhao Xuan, he was sad in an instant, tears came out of his eyes, and he cried: "I...... I...... I have no grudge against you, and I haven't offended you, why do you want to hurt me like this?"

Zhao Xuan said with a smile: "It's only a few years of internal strength, and it's still very thin, so it's okay for this senior in front of you to give you seventy years?" After speaking, he raised his hand and looked at Wu Yazi and said, "I'll call that apprentice of yours, you can also say goodbye!"

Wu Yazi said: "No need to ......" But before the words were finished, Zhao Xuan had already turned around and went out.

Outside, it's a mess.

Ding Chunqiu had been killed by Xiao Feng, and his body was lying on the ground, with a long sword stuck in his chest. His group of disciples ran away crying wolf, throwing away seats, steel nets, and even weapons, and running out of the valley one by one as if they were rushing to reincarnate. Xiao Feng and Ah Zhu stood together, and Su Xinghe stood behind them. And behind Su Xinghe, there are Hangu Bayou. Opposite Xiao Feng and Ah Zhu, there was Xuan Nan alone. Looking at the scene, Xuan Nan wanted to enter the room, but was stopped by Xiao Feng and others.

At this time, there were not only these two sides on the field, but there were also several people on the east and west sides of the two sides. There were only four people in the east, and they turned out to be the four evildoers, while in the west, Duan Yu and Zhu Danchen stood on the left side of a young girl. To the right of the girl, there stood a handsome boy in his thirties, holding a folding fan and having a sassy temperament. Behind the son stood Bao Wei and other four generals, obviously, this man and woman were Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan.

Zhao Xuanyi walked out of the room, and everyone present looked sideways. Xuan Nan shouted: "Daoist Zhao, what happened to you with Xuzhu?" At the same time, Duan Yanqing actually spoke at the same time: "I didn't expect it to be you again!" Xiao Feng asked: "Daoist, how is it?" Murong Fu also raised a charming smile and said: "Presumably this is the famous Zhao Xuan Zhao Daochang?"

"Poor Dao and greet you!" Zhao Xuan made a gesture, which was regarded as saying hello to everyone, and then met Murong Fu and Xiao Feng nodded, and then rushed to Su Xinghe Road: "Come in, meet your master for the last time!"

"Thank you, Daoist!" Su Xinghe said, beckoning Hangu Bayou into the room together.

After they entered, Zhao Xuan turned to Murong Fu and said, "This prince is the 'Southern Murong' in 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', Murong Fu's son?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Murong Fu said with a smile: "Now there can't help but have 'North Qiao Feng', 'South Murong', and there is also an 'omniscient Zhao Taixuan'. If you talk about the name of me and Brother Qiao, it can't be compared to the Taoist at this time. ”

Xiao Feng suddenly said: "Brother Murong's words are wrong, Qiao Feng is dead, and now there is only Xiao Feng of the Khitan, and the name of 'North Qiao Feng' is afraid that it will not be called for a long time." ”

Murong replied: "It's a gaffe, Brother Xiao is now a Khitan, but he is also the head of the Loose Sect." Looking down, it is better to call it 'Khitan' Xiao Feng, than 'Xiaoyao Head'. There was a sour taste in his tone.

He came at the right time, just in time to see Xiao Feng use a flying sword to kill Ding Chunqiu. That kind of swordsmanship is simply amazing. And although he has never heard of the name of the Carefree faction, but a traitor Ding Chunqiu can have so much power, can this Carefree faction be simple?

I think he has been planning for the restoration of the country since he was a child, and he has tried all kinds of methods, wanting to win over the famous forces on the rivers and lakes, and wanting to learn more advanced martial arts. Let's not talk about the power of the Xiaoyao faction, just Xue Muhua, the divine doctor among the eight friends of Hangu, has a very strong relationship behind him. There is also Xiao Feng's amazing swordsmanship, the beggar gang does not have this martial arts at all, and must have learned it from the Carefree School. These are all things he couldn't ask for, but Xiao Feng easily got them, and it was false to say that he was not envious and jealous.

However, no matter how envious he is, Xiao Feng's martial arts are similar to him, and at this time, he is even more than him, and he can only win him over, and for Zhao Xuan, although he has not heard of his martial arts, his "omniscient" mystery is more incomprehensible than his martial arts. Therefore, Murong Fu also wanted to win over.

Not to mention what thoughts were turning in Murong Fu's heart, but when everyone was talking, suddenly a sad cry came from the room. After a while, I saw Xuzhu staggering out, with a sad face. But it turned out that he had received more than 70 years of cultivation from Wuyazi in his body, although it was not voluntary, but faintly, he seemed to feel that Wuyazi was closer to him than anyone else, and it could also be said that part of Wuyazi had become him. Therefore, as soon as Wu Yazi died, he was also sad, and cried loudly for a while, but he didn't know what he was crying about, and then he walked out of the room in a trance. (To be continued......)