In the rainy night, the Duntiao Mountain is very deep and quiet. There is only one room in the Taoist temple, and the light is like a bean. The dim yellow light is like a small butterfly, which cannot fly out of the surrounding walls of the Taoist temple. The outline of the woods could not be seen.
The flash of white light was not very powerful, but the aura was condensed to the extreme. The white light disappeared from the outline of the dagger, like the scorching sun at noon in summer, held tightly by Orion in the hands of the bluestone slabs and stone steps. , the mottled courtyard walls, and the surrounding deep and dense forests were all illuminated by the white light at this moment, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Orion still had a friendly and honest smile on his face, as if what he handed out was not a life-threatening dagger, but a wine bag as usual, and he didn't feel the slightest murderous look on his body. His movements are so natural, there is no trace of deliberate carving at all, only a speed that is too fast to guard against.
One hit kill.
Such a scene has appeared in Orion's mind countless times, because he lurked near the Duoscar Mountain for today. This is his goal, the task he must complete, and he has waited too long. Ten years have passed by, and the current action has been rehearsed thousands of times in his mind. He is very clear that his shot is impeccable, and no matter how the opponent dodges, he can reap the expected results.
At that time, the old brown-skinned Taoist went to Penglai alone, but was seriously injured by Zhang Jiuling in the end, and his realm plummeted. Since then, he has lived in seclusion in Taoist temples all his life, and never came out of the rivers and lakes again.
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A faint smile flashed in the eyes of Taoist Penglai, which was proud, relieved, and even more ferocious.
The brown-skinned old man was carrying a bunch of vegetables, his back was bent, his thin skeleton seemed to fall apart at any moment, and his patched clothes made him look extraordinarily poor and wretched. When the white light was on, his face was still hung. With a warm smile that never faded away.
In Orion's eyes, that smile was extremely humble and lowly.
He was originally a humble Taoist, a lowly Taoist, living in this desolate place where birds don't shit, guarding a Taoist temple that is so dilapidated that even bandits don't bother to patronize it. Dozens of miles away, go to give medicinal materials to those ants, and then carry those maggot-like poor people back to the Taoist temple to take care of them.
What is the point of such behavior
What's the point of saving dozens or hundreds of untouchables with a lifetime of cultivation
The world is in the hands of the strong, and those untouchables who can't eat enough to eat are just talking animals in the eyes of the strong, and the weak are a mess, and they don't deserve to be treated seriously.
A Taoist should go out of the world, stand above the world, be worshiped by all people, and let those self-righteous dignitaries climb over and kneel at our feet. A Taoist should have a beautiful appearance, and his every move should be dusty and noble. How can he wear shabby clothes, how can he have a dull complexion, and how can his temperament be like dust
What's the point of rescuing a few ants who live like ants and will never have the slightest influence on the world's general situation
Since what you do is meaningless, then your life is meaningless, and since your life is meaningless, why don't you die
Death is your destination!
Daoist Penglai, who had been a hunter for ten years, had a hot and crazy light in his eyes.
The brown-skinned old man still had that rogue and wretched appearance.
His right hand tightly hugged the green vegetables in his arms, not a single leaf fell off, as if these green vegetables, which were not worth a few copper coins, were more precious than gold, silver and jewels.
The dagger reached his waist.
pierced his clothes.
Touched his old wrinkled skin.
But no more progress.
His left hand is printed on Orion's chest.
Between the palm of the hand and the chest, a little bit of starlight suddenly appeared, and in an instant, it became a sea of stars.
With a click, the Taoist's chest sank.
Then the whole body flew out like a broken leaf.
It fell heavily on the Linzi Mountain Road when he came.
The brown-skinned old man with a sea of stars in his palm, at that moment, was like a god-man gazing at the common people in the void universe.
The body of Taoist Penglai blasted a big hole in the mountain road, his limbs sank into the mud and rocks, and the dagger in his hand fell to the feet of the old brown skin.
He didn't move, because he couldn't move anymore, his facial features were twisted together, bleeding from seven holes, he was shocked and furious, and he couldn't believe it, but these emotions were quickly replaced by hatred, and two lines flowed The bloody eyes, scarlet like pools of blood, fixedly stared at the brown-skinned old man who gently withdrew his hand.
The brown-skinned old man didn't look at him again, he lowered his head, carefully looked at the vegetables in his arms, and turned around in a circle until he found that none of the vegetables had fallen, then he showed a lucky and smug smile.
If I let that little girl know that I wasted the vegetables she worked so hard to grow, she will fight me desperately with all her teeth and claws.
The brown-skinned old man smiled, and walked in with a bag of vegetables, as if he didn't know that the vegetable garden had been ruined beyond recognition by his carelessness.
The brown-skinned old man's ignorance made the Penglai Taoist furious. He struggled to break free from the mud and rocks, but suddenly fell to his knees. With his hands on the ground, he raised his head, stared at the brown-skinned old man viciously, and roared Said: "You trash! Even if you beat me, you are still a trash! You have a whole body of cultivation, but you don't want to contribute to the Taoism's rule of the world. What kind of Taoist are you? You are a trash! Damn, when the senior brother read the same For the sake of Daoist disciples, I didn’t kill you and let you escape from Penglai. If I had known that you were so embarrassing to Daoist, I would have smashed your corpse into thousands of pieces!”
The brown-skinned old Taoist stopped at the door, turned around, looked at the Taoist Penglai in the "cave", and said with a smile: "Do you think that the old Taoist was able to leave Penglai at the beginning because of Zhang Jiuling's kindness?"
"You trash! You are no match for my senior brother! You don't even deserve to live!" Penglai Taoist yelled, vomiting blood.
The brown-skinned old man sighed: "You don't even think about it. If I was seriously injured by Zhang Jiuling and my realm plummeted, how could you be like this now?"
After saying this, the brown-skinned old man didn't bother to pay attention to the frenzied abuse of the Penglai Taoist, jumped over the threshold like a child, and went straight to the kitchen happily.
When the brown-skinned old man was holding a chipped pottery bowl, squatting outside the kitchen door and eating happily, his expression suddenly changed, and he slapped his forehead suddenly, as if thinking of something, he hurried to the two sides. In front of a water tank, I stretched my head to look in.
He immediately retracted his neck.
In the two water tanks in front of him, two huge water jets rose up at the same time, straight into the sky.
One of the water jets was as white as the sun, and the other was as black as ink.
Just in the blink of an eye, you have reached a height beyond the reach of your eyesight, as if there is no end to it.
Two swimming fish, one black and one white, climbed up from the water column and went hundreds of feet in an instant.
Indistinctly, a loud dragon chant came from high above the sky, and the last two lights and shadows flew to the east together and disappeared.
When the water column fell back into the water tank, the surroundings returned to calm, and the brown-skinned old man who was holding the bowl was still in a daze.
After standing in front of such a huge water column for a long time, the brown-skinned old man didn't get a drop of water on his body.
After a long while, the brown-skinned old man turned his head, opened his mouth with only his front teeth, and said, "Impossible, how can the aura be so strong, whose luck is it borrowed from?"
...
In front of the post station, Da Si Ming and Zhang Yunhe walked side by side.
Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang waited solemnly.
Wei Xiaozhuang looked anxious and distressed: "Senior sister, why do I feel that these two people are here for us?"
Su Emei said in a deep voice: "You don't need to feel it at all, they are here for us."
Wei Xiaozhuang said tremblingly: "But it seems that they are very powerful. I'm afraid we won't be able to beat them."
Su E raised her eyebrows calmly: "If you can't fight, you have to fight."
Wei Xiaozhuang's chubby faces squeezed together: "If you can't beat him, how can you beat him?"
Su E eyebrow said: "I use my sword, you use your sword."
Seeing that Su Emei had drawn out the long sword, Wei Xiaozhuang sighed, slowly took off the mahogany sword on his back, held it in his hand, and was so distressed that he was about to cry: "It seems that this is the only way to go."
Da Si Ming and Zhang Yunhe walked to the gate of the post station and stopped.
With a smile on the corner of Zhang Yunhe's mouth, he looked Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang up and down a few times, with great interest, he turned his head and asked the always indifferent Chief Commander: "Are they the disciples of that man?"
"Don't you know that mahogany sword?" Da Si Ming said indifferently.
Zhang Yunhe smiled and said: "I was only ten years old at that time, how can I remember so much."
"Then let me tell you now, this mahogany sword is the same mahogany sword, do you have any doubts?" Da Si Ming said indifferently.
Zhang Yunhe spread his hands: "No more."
"Then do it."
Zhang Yunhe glanced at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, held the sword in his hand, smiled softly, and said seriously: "My name is Zhang Yunhe, this sword is called Feihe Sword, and my exercise is called "Crane Qi Jue". These three No matter who it is, they are very powerful, do you understand what I mean?"
Wei Xiaozhuang swallowed: "Understood."
Zhang Yunhe smiled even more: "Then do you still want to fight?"
Wei Xiaozhuang nodded: "Hit."
Zhang Yunhe also nodded: "That's good."
When the word "good" fell, the lines on Feihe's sword were lit up again by the spiritual energy, and Zhang Yunhe's gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and his clothes and hair were calm and automatic, "Since he is that person's disciple, in order to show respect , I have no reason not to use all my strength. If you can catch my sword, I will lose, if you can't catch it, you will die."
The sword body of the Flying Crane Sword gradually lit up the patterns of nine cranes soaring in the clouds. Zhang Yunhe swung his sword, and the sound of cranes suddenly sounded in midair. Nine white cranes appeared out of thin air, fluttering their wings and soaring. Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang were connected in a straight line.
Su E took a step forward, and the three-foot green blade fell straight down.
Seeing Su Emei's sword aura, Da Siming couldn't help but smirk. Each crane is more than ten feet in size and has a myriad of appearances. However, the sword aura Su Emei cut out is only three feet long, which is too weak no matter how you look at it. , There is no power to fight at all.
At this moment, Da Si Ming frowned, because Wei Xiaozhuang had already raised the mahogany sword and stabbed at her.
She didn't want to make a move at first, since Zhang Yunhe wanted to show off his prestige, then let him go. Of course, she didn't think that Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang could take Zhang Yunhe's sword. Even if Zhang Yunhe is only the weakest Qi training ninth level, he can kill Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang with one blow, let alone he is not.
Wei Xiaozhuang rushed over, and in the eyes of the chief minister, she said that she didn't know what to do, she didn't know what it meant, she sneered, and even Bai Lian didn't bother to sacrifice, so she slapped Wei Xiaozhuang with her palm.
She is not as leisurely as Zhang Yunhe. Facing a ridiculously weak opponent, she still has the thought of going all out to show respect to her opponent. In her eyes, killing people doesn't need to be grandiose, just use just the right amount of strength.
The crane pounced, the three-foot green front trembled violently, the sword energy dissipated like smoke, and the nine cranes went straight to Su Emei's door without any damage.
The strength of his hand was as sharp as the sun and the moon, and he was in front of Taomujian in an instant.
Seeing that Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang were about to die.
But at this moment, the sky and the earth turned pale, suddenly changed, and a white long rainbow suddenly burst out of the boundless black clouds.
It's not just the white Changhong, but the black Changhong is not very clear.
In front of the white Changhong, there is an existence that looks like a fish but not a fish, or a dragon and not a dragon. Like a fleeting shadow, it pounces on Su E's eyebrows, turns into a small spiritual snake, and gets into the center of her eyebrows.
In an instant, Su Emei burst out with a ball of blazing white light, covering everything, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
The flying cranes in front of them disappeared one by one, like white paper that had been burned to ashes.
Zhang Yunhe suddenly flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air.
Da Si Ming encountered the same situation, when Wei Xiaozhuang's whole body erupted with black energy, her face changed drastically, she quickly sacrificed Bai Lian, pulled back and quickly retreated, Bai Lian flew madly in front of her, forming a conical barrier , trying to block the burst of black air, the end result was that Bai Lian slammed away, Da Si Ming was also injured and vomited blood, and slipped back a few feet.
Zhang Yunhe did a backflip and landed firmly, ten steps away from Da Si Ming, standing side by side.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes, "What's going on?"
The white light dissipated, and there were three flame-like patterns in the center of Su Emei's eyebrows. When she opened her eyes, she was full of momentum. The charming and beautiful eyebrows and eyes in the past looked very majestic at this moment, as if looking down on the common people. His temperament suddenly changed.
If the previous Su Emei was a pure and beautiful fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, then at this moment, she is the majestic star king!
Wei Xiaozhuang's body was filled with black air, and his whole body was wrapped in the black air. When the black smoke dissipated, the innocent and fat man in the past disappeared, replaced by a big waist, a stalwart figure, and a black armor holding a huge axe. Giants.
He is full of evil spirit, majestic as a mountain, his eyes are dark green, and the green light of his giant ax is lingering like fire, as if the general of the fairy palace who slays demons is coming out of the sea of corpses and blood. When he looked over with his eyes, It has the power to make evil spirits tremble!
Fortunately, the two of them didn't act immediately, as if they were still in a trance, as if they had just woken up from a big dream and were adapting.
Da Si Ming's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were on Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, he looked back and forth, and he was shocked: "The spiritual energy of these two people has fluctuated, and they have reached the ninth level of Qi training! What's going on?"
Zhang Yunhe originally had a serious face, but in a short while he returned to his gentle and jade-like posture. Instead of looking at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, he turned his head to look at Da Si Ming, his eyes were full of suspicion, and even teasing.
Da Si Ming said angrily, "Why do you look at me like that?"
Zhang Yunhe said leisurely: "You and Shao Siming went up the mountain when they were young. At that time, they were still infants, and they were accepted as closed disciples by the master. They lived in Wangxian Cliff for many years and practiced behind closed doors. None of the disciples saw them. Said Get up, this is the first time you have appeared in the arena, and it is also the first time I have met you, I am very curious, how did your cultivation reach the ninth level of Qi training in just twenty years?"
Da Si Ming lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Yunhe glanced at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang. Although the two did not move, he did not dare to act rashly. The fluctuation of the other party's spiritual energy reached the ninth level of Qi training, which deserved his full attention, but it was not enough to make him afraid. He never made a move. The reason for the temptation is because the coercion on the opponent cannot be guessed by common sense.
Zhang Yunhe said: "Zhang has practiced for forty years and has reached the ninth level of Qi training. Li Xian has not achieved the realm of real people after practicing for more than forty years. Our talents are already leaders, and we look down on the world. But with you and Shao Siming It's not worth mentioning in comparison. However, looking at the ancient and modern times, cultivation talent is better than Li Xian and me, and they are rare, and there are almost no people who have set foot on the ninth level of Qi training before the age of 30, even Yuan Tiangang. no!"
Speaking of this, Zhang Yunhe took a deep breath, as if he had thought of something extremely shocking and frightening, and wanted to use this to suppress the surge in his heart. He had always been calm and stable, and his state of mind was as stable as Mount Tai, but at this moment he couldn't help shaking his five sense organs.
Looking at Da Si Ming, Zhang Yunhe asked word by word: "Wang Xianya, Wang Xianya, it is said that you can see immortals, but really you can only see immortals? Da Si Ming, who are you and Shao Si Ming? "
Da Si Ming did not speak.
Zhang Yunhe waited for a long time.
Seeing that the chief minister did not want to answer, Zhang Yunhe looked at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang again, and said slowly: "King Wu defeated Zhou, and the immortals came to the world; the Taigong conferred gods, and mortals became immortals. When the world is falling apart, orthodoxy will not survive." , luck is scattered in Kyushu, and the road starts from the fields. The princes compete for the deer, the heroes compete for the top, the time when the real dragon establishes his career, and the day when he proves the Tao and ascends. Therefore, it is said: The world is in chaos, and the immortals are connected!"
Zhang Yunhe's voice became more and more trembling, he held Feihe sword tightly, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Da Siming: "Don't tell me you didn't see it, standing in front of you, one is Taiyin Xingjun, and the other is Ju Spirit God!"
Da Si Ming's hands trembled, his eyes changed drastically, and he looked at Zhang Yunhe in disbelief.
Zhang Yunhe stared at Da Si Ming motionless, and said a few words through his teeth: "Then Da Si Ming, who are you?!"