Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
There are practitioners in this world, but the number of practitioners is definitely a minority. Therefore, people who cannot practice, of course, also have their own world, which practitioners call ordinary martial arts. One thing is certain, whether it is in the world of cultivators or ordinary martial arts, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons are so famous that people are afraid of them. Legend has it that in the southern Xinjiang area, just mentioning the two words "Tangmen" can make many people's faces change color.
An Zheng's heart was shocked!
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
And the most terrifying thing about the Tang Sect is... unity.
And the most terrifying thing about the Tang Sect is... unity.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
"Look, this is my peach tree."
An Zheng began to regret that he should not have saved him when he was in the Western Region.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
The door of the thatched hut creaked open as someone pushed it open from inside, and a man wearing black and white robes slowly walked out of the thatched hut. The man was smiling when he saw An Zheng, as if he had expected An Zheng to come. There was no hostility in his eyes, only nostalgia.
But the greatest respect for your opponent is to face your opponent squarely and give your best during the competition.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
There are practitioners in this world, but the number of practitioners is definitely a minority. Therefore, people who cannot practice, of course, also have their own world, which practitioners call ordinary martial arts. One thing is certain, whether it is in the world of cultivators or ordinary martial arts, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons are so famous that people are afraid of them. Legend has it that in the southern Xinjiang area, just mentioning the two words "Tangmen" can make many people's faces change color.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
Tang Mutang stepped back and retreated to the edge of the competition field. Then he looked at An Zheng and said two words seriously: "Be careful."
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
The scene is a bit fun, and Tang Jiu Gongzi is a bit cute.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
An Zheng didn't know which lineage of the Tang family Tang Mutang was from. But An Zheng always had respect for the people of the Tang family.
"finally come."
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
An Zheng didn't know which lineage of the Tang family Tang Mutang was from. But An Zheng always had respect for the people of the Tang family.
But An Zheng was also smiling, and his smile was brighter than Feng Xiuyang's.
An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
But the greatest respect for your opponent is to face your opponent squarely and give your best during the competition.
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
And the most terrifying thing about the Tang Sect is... unity.
An Zheng didn't know why... Someone once said that the so-called illusions actually deceive people's eyes. As long as your eyes don't look, there is no magic at all. However, An Zheng was very sure that even if he closed his eyes now, the illusion was still in his mind. I knew it was an illusion, but I couldn't avoid it.
Tang Mutang stepped back and retreated to the edge of the competition field. Then he looked at An Zheng and said two words seriously: "Be careful."
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
The scene is a bit fun, and Tang Jiu Gongzi is a bit cute.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
An Zheng actually didn't care much about illusions. Previously, An Zheng thought that all illusions only relied on confusing people with unstable minds. But the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng knew that his prejudice against illusions was serious. Tang Mutang didn't use any opportunistic tricks or any tricks. He simply raised his left hand. An Zheng was sure that he was a very determined person both mentally and perseverantly. However, the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng still fell into the illusion.
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
This picture seems to be frozen, with a violent and bloody beauty. Then the scene suddenly accelerated, and countless peach blossoms shot out from An Zheng's body, leaving blood lines one after another, which looked so terrifying.
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
An Zheng didn't know why... Someone once said that the so-called illusions actually deceive people's eyes. As long as your eyes don't look, there is no magic at all. However, An Zheng was very sure that even if he closed his eyes now, the illusion was still in his mind. I knew it was an illusion, but I couldn't avoid it.
An Zheng didn't know why... Someone once said that the so-called illusions actually deceive people's eyes. As long as your eyes don't look, there is no magic at all. However, An Zheng was very sure that even if he closed his eyes now, the illusion was still in his mind. I knew it was an illusion, but I couldn't avoid it.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
"Why is that you?"
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
But at this moment, there was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed from somewhere. The sound was like the thunder of nine heavens, and the clang was like thunder. There is no sound more fascinating than the sound of a sword leaving its scabbard.
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
In the competition arena, none of the peach blossom-like hidden weapons fell on the ground, hitting An Zheng. Everyone didn't understand what happened. They just heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and then the hidden weapon fell to the ground. Then Tang Mutang slowly squatted down with a red face, breathing heavily.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
"Are you doubting yourself?"
The man pointed at An Zheng and then at the old peach tree in the yard: "It's like I finally got it."
"Why is that you?"
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
"finally come."
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
The scene is a bit fun, and Tang Jiu Gongzi is a bit cute.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
The scene is a bit fun, and Tang Jiu Gongzi is a bit cute.
"Why is that you?"
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
An Zheng began to regret that he should not have saved him when he was in the Western Region.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
"Why is that you?"
"finally come."
"Look, this is my peach tree."
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
The door of the thatched hut creaked open as someone pushed it open from inside, and a man wearing black and white robes slowly walked out of the thatched hut. The man was smiling when he saw An Zheng, as if he had expected An Zheng to come. There was no hostility in his eyes, only nostalgia.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
"Are you doubting yourself?"
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
"finally come."
An Zheng actually didn't care much about illusions. Previously, An Zheng thought that all illusions only relied on confusing people with unstable minds. But the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng knew that his prejudice against illusions was serious. Tang Mutang didn't use any opportunistic tricks or any tricks. He simply raised his left hand. An Zheng was sure that he was a very determined person both mentally and perseverantly. However, the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng still fell into the illusion.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
An Zheng didn't know which lineage of the Tang family Tang Mutang was from. But An Zheng always had respect for the people of the Tang family.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
An Zheng actually didn't care much about illusions. Previously, An Zheng thought that all illusions only relied on confusing people with unstable minds. But the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng knew that his prejudice against illusions was serious. Tang Mutang didn't use any opportunistic tricks or any tricks. He simply raised his left hand. An Zheng was sure that he was a very determined person both mentally and perseverantly. However, the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng still fell into the illusion.
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
The man pointed at An Zheng and then at the old peach tree in the yard: "It's like I finally got it."
An Zheng didn't know which lineage of the Tang family Tang Mutang was from. But An Zheng always had respect for the people of the Tang family.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
An Zheng's heart was shocked!
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
But the greatest respect for your opponent is to face your opponent squarely and give your best during the competition.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
An Zheng's heart was shocked!
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
"Why is that you?"
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
"Why is that you?"
An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
The blood and peach petals mixed together look so poignant. When the petals penetrate An Zheng's body and fly out, a line of blood will appear. It seems that the body is nostalgic and reluctant to let go of the peach blossom, and it reaches out its hand to retain it.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
An Zheng began to regret that he should not have saved him when he was in the Western Region.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
"Why is that you?"
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
For example, in spring, the peach trees bear leaves. Then in another trance, a peach tree bloomed.
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
An Zheng stretched out his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, and pointed forward: "Since you said this is a matter in my heart, how can you really be confused and controlled by you in my heart?"
The blood and peach petals mixed together look so poignant. When the petals penetrate An Zheng's body and fly out, a line of blood will appear. It seems that the body is nostalgic and reluctant to let go of the peach blossom, and it reaches out its hand to retain it.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
For example, in spring, the peach trees bear leaves. Then in another trance, a peach tree bloomed.
Not only could he not move, the power of cultivation in his body instantly disappeared without a trace. An Zheng wanted to use his body to block the peach blossom petals, but for some reason his body had lost its former strength. Even after being tempered by purple fire and baptized by thunder, his body could not block the peach blossom rain. An Zheng's body was stabbed through thousands of holes in an instant. Countless peach blossom petals rotated and cut into his flesh, and then pierced out, each one transparent from the front and back.
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
"Look, this is my peach tree."
"finally come."
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
An Zheng stretched out his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, and pointed forward: "Since you said this is a matter in my heart, how can you really be confused and controlled by you in my heart?"
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
The man pointed at An Zheng and then at the old peach tree in the yard: "It's like I finally got it."
An Zheng stretched out his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, and pointed forward: "Since you said this is a matter in my heart, how can you really be confused and controlled by you in my heart?"
"finally come."
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
An Zheng didn't know why... Someone once said that the so-called illusions actually deceive people's eyes. As long as your eyes don't look, there is no magic at all. However, An Zheng was very sure that even if he closed his eyes now, the illusion was still in his mind. I knew it was an illusion, but I couldn't avoid it.
An Zheng didn't know why... Someone once said that the so-called illusions actually deceive people's eyes. As long as your eyes don't look, there is no magic at all. However, An Zheng was very sure that even if he closed his eyes now, the illusion was still in his mind. I knew it was an illusion, but I couldn't avoid it.
But An Zheng was also smiling, and his smile was brighter than Feng Xiuyang's.
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
There are practitioners in this world, but the number of practitioners is definitely a minority. Therefore, people who cannot practice, of course, also have their own world, which practitioners call ordinary martial arts. One thing is certain, whether it is in the world of cultivators or ordinary martial arts, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons are so famous that people are afraid of them. Legend has it that in the southern Xinjiang area, just mentioning the two words "Tangmen" can make many people's faces change color.
But at this moment, there was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed from somewhere. The sound was like the thunder of nine heavens, and the clang was like thunder. There is no sound more fascinating than the sound of a sword leaving its scabbard.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
An Zheng began to regret that he should not have saved him when he was in the Western Region.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
An Zheng began to regret that he should not have saved him when he was in the Western Region.
And the most terrifying thing about the Tang Sect is... unity.
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
But at this moment, there was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed from somewhere. The sound was like the thunder of nine heavens, and the clang was like thunder. There is no sound more fascinating than the sound of a sword leaving its scabbard.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
"Are you doubting yourself?"
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
Poof, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Feng Xiuyang in the back and out of the heart.
Tang Mutang is shorter than An Zheng and a little thinner. He looks gentle and not gloomy. Many people who have a bookish or elegant temperament actually have some darkness hidden in them. But Tang Mutang didn't, and it looked clean and fresh.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
Poof, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Feng Xiuyang in the back and out of the heart.
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
There are practitioners in this world, but the number of practitioners is definitely a minority. Therefore, people who cannot practice, of course, also have their own world, which practitioners call ordinary martial arts. One thing is certain, whether it is in the world of cultivators or ordinary martial arts, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons are so famous that people are afraid of them. Legend has it that in the southern Xinjiang area, just mentioning the two words "Tangmen" can make many people's faces change color.
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
An Zheng didn't know which lineage of the Tang family Tang Mutang was from. But An Zheng always had respect for the people of the Tang family.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
"finally come."
For example, in spring, the peach trees bear leaves. Then in another trance, a peach tree bloomed.
Not only could he not move, the power of cultivation in his body instantly disappeared without a trace. An Zheng wanted to use his body to block the peach blossom petals, but for some reason his body had lost its former strength. Even after being tempered by purple fire and baptized by thunder, his body could not block the peach blossom rain. An Zheng's body was stabbed through thousands of holes in an instant. Countless peach blossom petals rotated and cut into his flesh, and then pierced out, each one transparent from the front and back.
"Look, this is my peach tree."
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
"finally come."
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
That peach tree has been in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and after hearing the sound of the Tao, it bears the fruit of the Tao. Feng Xiuyang knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve success in a place like Yan Guotai's dojo, so he thought of such a tricky method. He exchanged his own life for the life of the peach tree. In this way, the three thousand years of Taoist fruits on the peach tree would be his. He can enjoy three thousand years of cultivation without having to practice at all.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
In the competition arena, none of the peach blossom-like hidden weapons fell on the ground, hitting An Zheng. Everyone didn't understand what happened. They just heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and then the hidden weapon fell to the ground. Then Tang Mutang slowly squatted down with a red face, breathing heavily.
The man pointed at An Zheng and then at the old peach tree in the yard: "It's like I finally got it."
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
With a pop, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom had pierced his left arm. Immediately afterwards, those seemingly gorgeous peach blossoms turned ferocious, and the peach blossom petals seemed to be indestructible, and the heavy rain hit An Zheng intensively. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
Regardless of whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once it becomes large, there will inevitably be intrigues within it. The Tang Sect is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves external affairs, everyone in the Tang Sect must be united. In other words, no matter what is wrong with your family members, as long as you are fighting with outsiders, you should immediately put aside any prejudice or even hatred between each other.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
"Why is that you?"
Not only could he not move, the power of cultivation in his body instantly disappeared without a trace. An Zheng wanted to use his body to block the peach blossom petals, but for some reason his body had lost its former strength. Even after being tempered by purple fire and baptized by thunder, his body could not block the peach blossom rain. An Zheng's body was stabbed through thousands of holes in an instant. Countless peach blossom petals rotated and cut into his flesh, and then pierced out, each one transparent from the front and back.
When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he actually felt like saluting.
Poof, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Feng Xiuyang in the back and out of the heart.
An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared and said such things. Could it be that deep down in his heart, he really regarded Feng Xiuyang as his biggest opponent? But Feng Xiuyang is not very powerful. An Zheng was sure of defeating him when he was in Yan State, and later when he was in the Western Region, An Zheng was sure of defeating him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to attach so much importance to Feng Xiuyang, especially Feng Xiu. After taking a piece of dead wood as your destiny, you should not do it anymore.
An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family was at odds with his youngest brother, the ninth son. The Ninth Young Master never gave the eldest Young Master face, even in front of the older generation of the Tang family. But once again something happened to the eldest son of the Tang family, and the eldest son of the Tang family went out to seek justice. The Ninth Young Master was playing outside. After hearing about it, Pegasus arrived and assisted Young Master Tang in beating his opponent to a pulp. Then he snorted at Young Master Tang, glared at him, and turned away.
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
This picture seems to be frozen, with a violent and bloody beauty. Then the scene suddenly accelerated, and countless peach blossoms shot out from An Zheng's body, leaving blood lines one after another, which looked so terrifying.
The blood and peach petals mixed together look so poignant. When the petals penetrate An Zheng's body and fly out, a line of blood will appear. It seems that the body is nostalgic and reluctant to let go of the peach blossom, and it reaches out its hand to retain it.
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
Poof, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Feng Xiuyang in the back and out of the heart.
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
Then he raised his left hand, and An Zheng immediately felt like his eyes were blurred.
This picture seems to be frozen, with a violent and bloody beauty. Then the scene suddenly accelerated, and countless peach blossoms shot out from An Zheng's body, leaving blood lines one after another, which looked so terrifying.
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
There is still an obvious feeling of fatigue, as if you are finally reaching the top of the mountain after climbing for a long time.
He said, if I open it with my left hand, it will be the door of illusion. When I opened it with my right hand, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon.
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
An Zheng felt that his body had been chopped into pieces, and his strength disappeared in an instant. Not just power, but life. He watched the peach blossoms shooting out, watched his blood fly out all over the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps smiling as brightly as a peach blossom. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to weaken, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.
Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion, not mine. It's me in your heart, not you in mine."
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
But at this moment, there was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed from somewhere. The sound was like the thunder of nine heavens, and the clang was like thunder. There is no sound more fascinating than the sound of a sword leaving its scabbard.
The blood and peach petals mixed together look so poignant. When the petals penetrate An Zheng's body and fly out, a line of blood will appear. It seems that the body is nostalgic and reluctant to let go of the peach blossom, and it reaches out its hand to retain it.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
The man pointed at An Zheng and then at the old peach tree in the yard: "It's like I finally got it."
But at this moment, there was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed from somewhere. The sound was like the thunder of nine heavens, and the clang was like thunder. There is no sound more fascinating than the sound of a sword leaving its scabbard.
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
Tang Mutang stepped back and retreated to the edge of the competition field. Then he looked at An Zheng and said two words seriously: "Be careful."
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
Feng Xiuyang said: "Maybe you don't even know that I hold such an important position in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you feel that I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I don’t understand why you feel this way, but this is just an affirmation for me.”
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
On a midsummer day, the peach blossoms fall like rain.
That was An Zheng's sword, but An Zheng didn't draw the sword. He was still standing there, and there seemed to be blood flying around him.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
In the competition arena, none of the peach blossom-like hidden weapons fell on the ground, hitting An Zheng. Everyone didn't understand what happened. They just heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and then the hidden weapon fell to the ground. Then Tang Mutang slowly squatted down with a red face, breathing heavily.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
What a peach tree, the peach tree has such great momentum.
But An Zheng was also smiling, and his smile was brighter than Feng Xiuyang's.
An Zheng: "You are not real. I know that I am talking to myself. You do not exist. This is just an illusion. There are flaws in any environment."
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
An Zheng was shocked. Maybe this was the reason why he chose Feng Xiu as his opponent
Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said: "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree has absorbed the essence of Taoism for three thousand years, and there are Taoist fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, and my destiny is the peach tree. Then these Dao Fruits are my Dao Fruits. Now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much?"
A peach tree appeared in front of An Zheng. It looked like a very old peach tree. When An Zheng saw this peach tree, he felt that he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he was climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in the illusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from entering it.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
There is an irresistible urge to worship on the peach tree, as if the peach tree records some ancient past, vicissitudes of life and solemnity. Every branch on the peach tree looks like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look a bit weird, but it gives people a feeling that it should be like this.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
An Zheng stretched out his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, and pointed forward: "Since you said this is a matter in my heart, how can you really be confused and controlled by you in my heart?"
The peach tree is at the highest point of the mountains, where there is flat land. I don’t know why there is such a place that seems to be artificially flattened on such a high mountain, about a hundred meters in diameter. There is a thatched house on the inside of the flat land, and there is a wooden fence outside the thatched house. The peach tree that looks very old is in this small yard, and it looks bigger than the hut.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
Poof, a long sword appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Feng Xiuyang in the back and out of the heart.
The moment he raised his hands, a tree grew green leaves.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of occupation.
"Thank you for this illusion. It allowed me to see the answers that I have always wanted to find but couldn't get. Thank you for this illusion. If I didn't fall deeply into it, I wouldn't be able to see the things hidden in my heart."
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you are starting to get confused and become serious."
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
Feng Xiuyang fell down, with a look of resignation on her face.
Feng Xiuyang burst out laughing: "Seeing your expression, I knew you were doubting yourself. Don't you know this is an illusion? Why do you doubt yourself?"
Feng Xiu Yang, Feng Xiu Yang, who exchanged his own life for the life of a peach tree. It's just that Feng Xiuyang failed. He underestimated the group of Taoists on Daxi Wudang Mountain and the arrogance of the peach tree. So he could only escape and go to the Western Regions to find a dead peach tree branch as a sustenance for his life, so that he could barely survive. So the moment he saw Feng Xiuyang, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree on Wudang Mountain that had survived for three thousand years.
But the greatest respect for your opponent is to face your opponent squarely and give your best during the competition.
An Zheng stopped his hand, and then praised it seriously: "An amazing hidden weapon, an amazing illusion."
At this moment, a proud smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiuyang's mouth, which was the posture of a winner.
The peach blossoms on the tree were all dropped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. An Zheng's body was surrounded by falling petals, and there was an intoxicating floral fragrance.
The main trunk of the peach tree is like a horned dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch with the eyes looking out seems to be an arrow of light shot out from the body of the horned dragon, with a power that spans eternity.
In the competition arena, none of the peach blossom-like hidden weapons fell on the ground, hitting An Zheng. Everyone didn't understand what happened. They just heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and then the hidden weapon fell to the ground. Then Tang Mutang slowly squatted down with a red face, breathing heavily.
"Look, this is my peach tree."
But An Zheng was also smiling, and his smile was brighter than Feng Xiuyang's.
Tang Mutang stepped back and retreated to the edge of the competition field. Then he looked at An Zheng and said two words seriously: "Be careful."
An Zheng couldn't help but ask.
An Zheng's heart was shocked!
After the sound of the sword, the falling flowers disappeared!
An Zheng stretched out his right hand, put his middle finger and index finger together, and pointed forward: "Since you said this is a matter in my heart, how can you really be confused and controlled by you in my heart?"
An Zheng actually didn't care much about illusions. Previously, An Zheng thought that all illusions only relied on confusing people with unstable minds. But the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng knew that his prejudice against illusions was serious. Tang Mutang didn't use any opportunistic tricks or any tricks. He simply raised his left hand. An Zheng was sure that he was a very determined person both mentally and perseverantly. However, the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng still fell into the illusion.