Master Xuanhua came out of Fulong Temple, walking on the ground among the high mountains, he knew that he had seen a huge conspiracy, the earlier strategy of being alone had to be adjusted, and he wanted to return to Longhu Mountain as quickly as possible , to communicate his will. And it seems that some disciples in the door are too close to Fengyi Pavilion, so close that it makes me feel a little bit worried and fearful at this time.
He couldn't help but secretly regretted his indulgence to these disciples. Now that he thought about it, he was afraid that Fengyi Pavilion's power had penetrated into the master's sect long ago, and his own practice of deceiving his own ears and stealing the bell would inevitably suffer the consequences.
It was already late at this time, but the dark world could not make a master like Xuanhua lose his target, and he still galloped down the mountain briskly.
But turning around a hill, Xuanhua Daoist's galloping figure suddenly stood down like a nail. This transformation from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet was done in an instant, without even the flap of his clothes floating. Such a mysterious skill is amazing.
But what is even more surprising is the complexion of the real person Xuanhua.
Not far in front of him, under the slanting light of the bright moon, on a boulder, there was a woman in plain and elegant clothes with a scarf on her face. She has an arrogant posture, a slim and well-fitting figure, and her figure is indescribably beautiful. At this time, she was standing facing the wind, looking obliquely at the brightly lit Luodu City in the distance, and facing the approaching Daoist Xuanhua as if she had never seen it before.
She has a graceful and slender figure, her hair is naturally combed in a bun on the top of her head, and an ordinary wooden hairpin is inserted in her hair. Even if you can't see her beauty, even if her dress is so elegant, you can still feel See her compelling elegant demeanor.
Just her standing posture has a feeling of endless appreciation, and it is full of the impulse to worship like the Guanyin master. It is rare to see such a powerful and charming woman without showing her beautiful face or saying a word.
But this figure has never been seen before, but Master Xuanhua really doesn't want to see him again.
His eyes shrank suddenly, and an inexplicable fear arose spontaneously, he couldn't help clenching the Seven Star Whisk tightly in his hand, and said slowly as if sighing: "It's you!?"
With a faint sigh, a voice that was more pleasant than Xian Lai spit out from the woman's cherry lips: "Yulou, you are finally here..."
Master Xuanhua's pupils dilated suddenly, unexpectedly the other party would call out that he hadn't been called by his name for decades, especially in the mouth in front of him.
Thinking of the other party's stunning face and the past, Xuanhua Master couldn't help but feel uneasy for a while, but Xuanhua Master is a master of a generation after all, and his practice skills over the years are not just a joke, but when he thinks of the other party appearing in front of him at this time, The vigilant mood involuntarily regained the initiative.
"Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, it is a great fortune to be able to be a poverty-stricken Taoist and a working pavilion master!" Master Xuanhua gave a cold salute, but also revealed the identity of his opponent with one word.
The current owner of Fengyi Pavilion, with his own strength, has stirred up the world's women - Zhuo Huifan!
Zhuo Huifan smiled slightly, the arc of the corner of the mouth was faintly visible in the hazy veil under the moonlight, and there seemed to be a moment of brilliance between the heaven and the earth. The voice sounded and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect Yulou's Taoist heart to become so strong, I am really happy and congratulatory."
Xuanhua Zhenren Jishou said: "The name of the poor Daoist is Xuanhua, the master of the pavilion please don't mention the name of the layman again, the master of the pavilion doesn't know what is going on here, you may as well speak out..."
"Alright!" Zhuo Huifan smiled lightly, and said, "The great changes in the world are about to come, and Huifan finally asked Master Xuanhua, would you like to advance and retreat with me, Fengyi Pavilion?"
Master Xuanhua smiled and said: "You still haven't changed, your ambitions are still so big... Anyway, since you came to ask me in person, I will solemnly answer you, although my dragon and tiger Taoist sect is a sect outside Fangwai, I will never Intervene in any disputes, the same is true of things in the rivers and lakes, and the same is true of things in the court."
Master Xuanhua sighed secretly, saying this is already the maximum concession, knowing that Fengyi Pavilion is stirring up chaos in the world, but also expressing a position of staying out of the matter, to put it bluntly, it is to indulge Fengyi Pavilion's deeds and ignore it.
Master Xuanhua thought to himself: If I do this, the other party should stop plotting against Dragon and Tiger Daomen, right
But what he didn't expect was that after Zhuo Huifan heard this, he looked up to the sky and smiled coquettishly, the astonishment in Xuanhua's eyes finally flashed, and he asked: "You... you... I'm so patient, are you still not satisfied? "
"Satisfied? Hmph, I'm very satisfied..." Zhuo Huifan had an incomparably touching smile on his lips, and said softly, "Bai Yulou, you should know who I am. Since I'm asking for help, if someone doesn't agree, then I will He is my enemy... It seems that the friendship between you and me will come to an end!"
"You want to fight with me?" Daoist Xuanhua straightened his body suddenly, and the strong Xuanmen Gangqi suddenly overflowed wildly. Within a radius of three feet, the space seemed to be condensed, and the white Xuanqi was rippling like clouds and mist. , the demeanor of a generation of masters at a critical moment finally emerged, "It seems that I have been too naive all along."
"Innocent, really naive, Bai Yulou, what I like most about you is your innocence!" Zhuo Huifan said coldly, the sarcasm in his words was beyond words, and there was no cordiality before.
Master Xuanhua sighed secretly, and said in a deep voice: "Zhuo Huifan, although you are the master of the Fengyi Pavilion and have extraordinary martial arts skills, it may not be so easy to kill me!"
"Bai Yulou, the head of the Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect, I know how strong you are. Although in the eyes of outsiders, you have never fought against anyone for nearly a hundred years, and your skill is unpredictable, but sixty years It is an indisputable fact that Peng Liewang, the 'Fire Qilin' who killed his junior brother, was shot in secret." Zhuo Huifan Rourou talked about the secrets of the rivers and lakes that few people in the world know, but let Master Xuanhua's mind sank involuntarily...
"The seventh-ranked peerless master on the 'Tian Jue Ranking' fell into the hands of you who seem to be devoted to cultivation from outsiders. How dare you say I am careless? This is why I came here in person..."
"Unexpectedly, your Fengyi Pavilion has been eyeing on Pindao for a long time. Pindao is really blind, and he still regards your Fengyi Pavilion as a famous and decent school, the Supreme Lord of the White Dao... Hahaha, you deserve it, you deserve it, what are you talking about now?" The elixir is actually just a means for you to deal with the poor, forcing the poor to take a stand!"
"Who knew you were so obsessed, Ai Jia is really heartbroken!"
Master Xuanhua laughed so hard that tears flowed from his eyes, and his expression suddenly became solemn with a trace of tears at the corner of his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "In this case, it's useless to talk, let the person hiding next to you show up, I'd like to see, Which old friend is here waiting for Pindao..."
As soon as the words fell, Master Xuanhua's sharp eyes swept towards the willow forest not far away.
Zhuo Huifan sighed leisurely.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddha's name sounded in the willow forest. Although it was a Buddha's name, it did not have the slightest meaning of mercy. It rumbled like thunder from the sky. There was a deep power in the voice, which made people faintly feel that the world was supreme and all things surrendered.
What was coming, finally came.
A tall monk in grey, undulating with the willow waves like a big leaf, came slowly from the top of the tree. Under a pair of long white eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be opened and closed. He has entered the realm of super-first-class masters, even as good as any heavenly master.
When he saw the person coming, Master Xuanhua was stunned, "It turned out to be you? Master Wolong? As the chief official of the Royal Temple and the abbot of Fulong Temple, you actually betrayed the imperial court and became a lackey of Fengyi Pavilion?"
As soon as the white-browed monk came out, he changed his usual peaceful expression, and said in a booming voice: "Poor monk 'Fulong Temple' Wolong, hehe, it is indeed Wolong... How many years, maybe two hundred years? I know Master Wolong, but I forgot another name..."
Master Xuanhua asked in surprise: "Another name? Who are you?"
Master Wolong's body condensed violently, the whole space slammed with a "boom", the ground sank a full foot, cracked traces crawled in all directions like spider webs, he grinned grinningly, and said, "Go to hell and ask!" !"
Before the words fell, the whole space seemed to explode, and there was a roar, and Master Wolong disappeared immediately. When the last word was heard in the ears of Master Xuanhua, Master Wolong had already rushed in front of him, punching him in the air. , a huge dragon's head emerged from the fist, and fell down with a bang!
Xuanhua Daoist stepped on the Seven Stars, and in an instant, his body twisted like a swimming dragon, and he slid out a distance of nearly ten feet, dodging a violent blow from the opponent. Hit the other side with a punch...
boom!
Master Wolong's punch was hit by Daoist Xuanhua, and it fell through the air immediately, and hit the ground. In the blink of an eye, a red light flashed, and there was a soft muffled sound on the ground, but suddenly there was a deep one, more than ten feet deep. The huge crater expanded about three feet, the real person Xuanhua slid out not far away, within the range of the powerful bombardment of this punch, the whole person was thrown flying suddenly, his figure in the air twisted and flashed, and he landed with an expression of disbelief on his face …
"[Supreme Dragon Emperor Fist]!? You, you are the ancestor of the fairy dragon!?"
"Hahaha, not bad!" The Ancestor Xianlong, who incarnated as Wolong Master, finally appeared in the arena, and at the same time he rushed fiercely...
Clang!
There was a clear cry, and purple lightning flashed between the sky and the earth. Zhuo Huifan's divine sword "Zihuang" finally came out of its sheath, and a coquettish voice came: "Baiyulou, I let you know so many secrets, I think you are a bit dead." It’s worth it! Don’t worry, after you die, someone from the Dragon and Tiger Sect will attach to me, Fengyi Pavilion, and the order of heaven and earth will be restored, and I will guarantee your sect’s prosperity forever!”
In the voice, a bolt of purple lightning struck across the sky, illuminating the horrified and inexplicable face of Master Xuanhua...