The older people in high positions and powers get, the more they like to put on music, and people like Yoshida Nobumura are one of them, and he has long been dissatisfied with Kasai Mitsuyoshi and Ise Kamimitsu and others asking for help from the Chinese cultivation community, and sī Xiali scolded the two of them as traitors and traitors to the Japanese cultivation community, and even angrily denounced these Chinese practitioners as robbers who took advantage of the fire to rob, and they were all uneasy and kind-hearted, and they were contemptible Chinese pigs!

He easily resisted not scolding these words in front of Ise Kamitsu, Kasai Mitsuyoshi and others along the way, which can be regarded as giving them a face, but who would have expected that he would meet someone who compares with him at this moment, which is worth it?

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

If a person who pays the most attention to pomp and circumstance on weekdays meets another person who is also quite pompous, it is like a cat smelling fishy, not comparing with each other, fighting a fight, it is simply more painful than killing them.

Yoshida Nobumura was furious by the Wuhuashan Yang faction, but he was finally old enough to hide his anger, but when his face sank, the two deep nasolabial folds on his cheeks revealed a majesty and anger.

As the so-called what kind of generals there are, what kind of soldiers to bring, the same is true for the cultivation mén faction, what kind of master brings what kind of apprentices, Yoshida Nobumura's anger, his subordinates are more and more frightened, and the shouting voice is getting louder and louder, and Ding Nan of the Yang faction of Wuhua Mountain is a master who loses people and does not lose battles, although she does not understand Japanese, but she can hear the strong provocation in the other party's tone and voice.

Ding Nan's eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth flowed a trace of mockery, Song Guohua, who was beside her, was extremely good at observing words and observing sè, and when he saw Ding Nan's eyebrows moving, he knew what she meant, and immediately led his subordinates to fight with the mountain again with hoarse voices.

Their fight, when it was really up and down the mountain, there was a lot of shouting, both sides didn't know what the other party was shouting, and even later, the sound was so loud that they didn't know what they were shouting, they only knew that they must overwhelm each other in sound, otherwise they would lose their dignity and style.

The various Mén sects in the Japanese cultivation world all looked at each other, and they wanted to dissuade them, but they didn't know how to tell this stubborn old man, and the Chinese cultivators of the various sects on the opposite mountain ridge were also crying and laughing.

An old man with white eyebrows and a white beard from the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction said in Shandong dialect, and asked Du Fei beside him with some puzzlement: "Xiǎo Du, which mén faction is under the mountain? Why haven't I seen this mén faction before? What are they shouting?"

This old man is a veteran of the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction, named Zhou Fachang, the Taoist name Yuanyang Zhenren, the generation is a little older than Zhang Zhishun, in the Mén faction, it is the head of the Long Mén faction that he will greet him respectfully, he asked, who is responsible for almost all the foreign affairs of the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction, and Du Fei, who is very powerful, also has to be respectful and slightly owed, and said: "Master, this is the Wuhua Mountain Yīn Yang faction. ”

Zhou Fachang couldn't help but be surprised, stretched out his hand and pulled his beard, with a ghostly expression: "They are Zheng Yuan, right?

Zhou Fachang's age is already past his old age, much older than Zhang Zhishun, and now he is one hundred and thirty-eight years old, although Zheng Yuan is also an old man in his fifties and sixties, he can stand in front of him, he is really a pink and tender "baby".

The Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction has two major thunder tribulations, one is the head of the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction, and the other is the only surviving patriarch of this fruit, Zhou Fachang.

At present, the conquest of Tianji Xuanhu, because it is abroad, it is not suitable for the master of the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction, and the Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction is a powerful Mén faction in China.

As soon as Zhou Fachang came, with his seniority and cultivation, all the cultivators of all factions in China met each other, faintly respected him, and obeyed his orders.

At this time, there were also Maoshan factions and other cultivators next to Du Fei, although the Chinese cultivators were fighting fiercely when they closed the mén, but they were quite able to hug each other when they went abroad, at least on the surface, they were a group of harmony.

Although the Taoism of the north and the south is not mutually exclusive, Mao Yùchang of the Maoshan faction also has a lot of respect for Zhou Fachang, and when he heard him say this, he took the initiative to say: "Senior Zhou, you don't know this, Zheng Yuan has long been dead, and now she is her apprentice's successor." ”

Zhou Fachang couldn't help but be stunned, he had been in retreat for more than ten years, how did he know that the outside world had undergone great changes, and he couldn't help but sigh a little at this time: "Alas, back then, I said that this baby's heart was not right, if he didn't take the right path, he was afraid that he wouldn't fall into a good wow! Now it seems that this is indeed the case! Alas, the Wuhua Mountain Yang Sect is in his hands, and he still looks like a mén faction, and now it falls into the hands of these xiǎo dolls who don't know the height of the sky, it's really unorthodox, it's not like words!"

Most of the old people were more traditional, and seeing that the mountain was really noisy, Zhou Fachang couldn't stand it, he turned his head and said to Du Fei: "Xiǎo Du, you hurry down and let them stop arguing, what are they like, and they are not rushing to the market to shout! Shameful people are thrown to Japan, don't you feel panicked?"

Du Fei also had this intention, and after answering, he immediately jumped and came to Ding Nan and the others for a while.

Although Ding Nan has a stubborn temper, she is not an unreasonable person, she was originally fighting with these Japanese, and she didn't have any other ideas, and at this time, her subordinates were few after all, after shouting for a while, their throats were broken, one by one like a broken gong, hoarse and ugly, and the momentum was declining.

It's just that the scene is still indispensable, Ding Nan said to Du Fei: "Du Zhenren, I am for the face of your Quanzhen Dragon Mén faction, but I am not afraid of these Japanese." ”

Du Fei couldn't cry or laugh, and when he saw that the beautiful and tall Wuhua Mountain Palm in front of him was so strong and face-loving, he said again and again: "Yes, Lu Zhangzhang is young and promising, of course, he disdains to be as knowledgeable as these xiǎo devils." ”

When Ding Nan saw him call himself Lu Zhangmén, he knew that the cultivation world still regarded herself as Zheng Yuan's disciple Lu Fengping, she didn't move, smiled slightly, and said, "Du Zhenren, let's go." ”

As soon as she walked up the mountain, she saw an old man with white hair and a childish face standing in the crowd, looking at herself with a pair of bright eyes.

After Ding Nan's cultivation was successful, she was extremely conceited, and she really had the perception of looking down on the world and looking at the world's cultivators, and when she met Zhou Fachang at this time, she was immediately stared at by his ordinary eyes, which made her feel very surprised, and she was extremely shocked and thought: Who is this person? Why is he so powerful? Li Yundong is more powerful than him, but he doesn't know who is more powerful?

Ding Nan's cultivation is the dual qi of heaven and earth, so the breath of the whole body is integrated with all things in heaven and earth, it is difficult to detect the strength of her breath, Zhou Fachang can't see it from afar, he only feels that this xiǎo doll is doing nonsense, for the sake of pomp and circumstance, he has lost the face of the Chinese cultivation world, and he wants to give her a dismount to see, but this time he tempted, only to see that Ding Nan's eyes were not only sharp, but he did not fall behind at all under his own gaze, and there was a faint counterattack!

Zhou Fachang was taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward, and couldn't help asking, "What's your name?"

Du Fei was also next to him at this time to introduce Zhou Fachang's identity and origin to Ding Nan, Ding Nan's heart moved at this time, and he bowed down to Zhou Fachang and said: "I am a person in charge of the Yang faction in Xia Wuhua Mountain, and I have seen Zhou seniors. ”

Ding Nan was very cunning, she wanted to restore her real name one day, so she raised her eyebrows, so she deliberately hid her name and didn't say it, so as not to leave a handle in the future.

Zhou Fachang didn't know what she was thinking, he just stared at her with wide eyes, and his face was incredulous: "Xiǎo doll, how old are you? Are you really Zheng Yuan's apprentice?"

Ding Nan smiled slightly and said, "Senior Zhou, I just turned twenty, and Zheng Yuan is indeed my master." ”

According to the habits and etiquette of cultivators, it is extremely impolite to call one's master by name on such a formal occasion, and although some practitioners on the side secretly felt a little frowned, they did not delve into this detail at the moment, which was extraordinary.

Zhou Fachang's cultivation is extremely high, there are only heaven and earth in his eyes, and the true law is reasonable, so naturally he will not pay attention to the xiǎo thoughts of these people's hearts and ghosts, he tugged at his beard vigorously, and sighed: "Amazing, really amazing, he has already cultivated to the realm of the golden body at a young age, it is really commendable!"

Mao Yù Chang on the side couldn't help but say unconvinced when she heard this: "What's so strange about this?"

Zhou Fachang glanced back at her, shook his head and said: "You are a disciple of the inner room, you have been raised from xiǎo, this xiǎo doll in front of you is obviously a halfway monk, and the cultivation conditions are vastly different, so how can it be compared?"

Mao Yù Chang was arrogant, even if she suffered a setback in Longhu Mountain, but she only fought with her opponent and lost both, and did not hurt her self-confidence, she heard Zhou Fachang say this in public, and her face was red, and she looked at Ding Nan angrily: "Why can't you compare, I don't believe that she is better than me when she is a monk halfway!"

As the saying goes, different xìng attract each other, and the same xìng repels each other, and it is simply difficult to make two arrogant, beautiful and powerful NV people coexist peacefully together.

Ding Nan has been by Zhou Qin's side for a long time, and has been pressed by her to have a little inferiority, at this time, turning over, these inferiority complexes have been transformed into conceit and even arrogance, so that she is also a person who can't stand it, Ding Nan suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course, I, a halfway monk, can't compare to this decent sister, but if you want to talk about high and low, strong and weak, it's simple, fight a fight, don't you know?"

Her words were really like throwing a fire in the oil pot, and suddenly she jumped out and sneered: "Okay, let me understand the skills of the Wuhua Mountain Yang School today!"

At this moment, the cultivators of all factions in the Chinese cultivation world panicked, what kind of plane are they doing?

At this time, in the hotel near the Killing Stone Scenic Area, the Tianji Xuanhu was lying under the eaves of the wooden corridor and falling asleep, at this time, the rain was falling, and the chūn rain fell on the black tile roof and flowed down the slope, gathering in the groove of the eaves and falling, like a row of pearls that kept falling, which was very beautiful.

And Tianji Xuanhu was lying behind this bead curtain, lazy Xiǎo resting, and Liu Fei'er, who was beside her, covered her ears, bared her teeth and said to Tianji Xuanhu: "Tianji Xuanhu senior, so noisy, you can sleep?"

Although Ding Nan's side had already ended, the practitioners of Yoshida Shinto were obviously unwilling to rest, and a group of them were still shouting, and the sound was so loud that Liu Fei'er under the mountain couldn't bear it.

Tianji Xuanhu didn't raise his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile: "A bunch of barking wild dogs, what are you doing with them?"

Liu Fei'er was bombarded by these people, and she only felt frightened, and she couldn't help but say: "But, aren't you a Tianji Xuanhu, how can you let them be so presumptuous in front of you?"

When Tianji Xuanhu heard this, he opened his eyes slightly, turned his head and glanced at the mountains behind him, and then said slowly: "People haven't come yet, don't worry, wait until they come." ”

At this time, Nasuno had gathered nearly 1,500 people from the Chinese and Japanese cultivation circles, among which the lowest cultivation was all Yang God masters, in front of such a large group of cultivators, ordinary people were only afraid of being scared and their feet were weak, but Tianji Xuanhu regarded them as nothing, as long as they made a move, these people would immediately disappear.

But she is confident, Liu Fei'er doesn't have it, she has watched these people slowly increase in the past two days, Tianji Xuanhu can win ten, a hundred, but a thousand?

Liu Fei'er secretly complained in her heart, and she didn't know how to persuade her, but at this time, she heard an earth-shattering shout from the mountain, but it was in Japanese.

She couldn't understand the Japanese, but Tenki Genho had been lurking next to Emperor Toba for many years, and her Japanese was more authentic than many Japanese, and she could hear it clearly.

This voice shouted: Tianji Xuanhu, jumping beam xiǎo ugly, nameless and substantial, guts xiǎo like a mouse!

When Tianji Xuanhu heard this, he was immediately furious, sat up suddenly, raised his two willow eyebrows, and scolded: "Dongying is ugly, do you think that my Tianji Xuanhu really can't kill anyone!!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the mountain with murderous energy!

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I thought I could only code one chapter today...... It's still two chapters.,I'm tired.,Crawl to sleep~~.