Yizigong is the only lay monk in Wufuli. They do not worship Tianzun and do not believe in Buddhism. Their disciples all enter Taoism through martial arts. The three heads of Xia, Ma and Wei each have their own unique skills, but Wei Laosan died almost a year ago. Mount Emei. WWw.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.COm
This time only Boss Xia went up the mountain, Head Ma Er did not come.
Boss Xia has a loud voice, but he is tall and thin. He is almost two meters tall and weighs about eighty pounds by visual inspection. He looks like a big chicken rack. After entering the village, he briefly nodded to the other four heads and then He quickly walked up to the heads of the Wen family, smiled and exchanged greetings, and then made another accusation: "Last time, several of us encountered some urgent matters, so we asked the second son of the Ma family to go up the mountain, but this fool ruined the good thing. If something bad happens, don’t be surprised by the old bosses."
After saying that, he walked up to Wen Leyang again, looked around him up and down, and finally laughed out loud and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "You're not bad! He's really good! Nineteen, come and see Wen Leyang, both are Young people should be closer to each other in the future."
The girl behind Boss Xia walked up and nodded generously to Wen Leyang, then walked towards Xiao Yi and Mu Mu, her eyes and eyebrows filled with a comforting smile: "Uncle Ma told me This." He pointed to the big speaker in Xiao Yi's hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and put it close to Xiao Yi and Mu Mu's ears. His voice was very low but full of determination: "If there is such a day, you will blast it again. It’s not too late for me!”
Xiao Yi was stunned, frowned and asked her, "What do you mean?" Mu Mu also frowned, but said nothing.
Nineteen's expression returned to what it was before, smiling and shaking his head: "You will naturally know in the future, what is your name?"
"Wen Xiaoyi."
A trace of imperceptible envy actually flashed through Nineteen's eyes, and he nodded: "What a nice name, just call me Nineteen." He looked at Mumu again: "What about you?"
"..." Mu Mu's pretty lips moved, but she didn't make a sound.
Xiao Yi's pure and pure face was full of questions: "Your name is Shijiu? Xia...Xia Shijiu?"
Except for Boss Xia, Wen Leyang and countless others. Everyone at the venue looked helpless. They are all people of great status. No one was embarrassed to interrupt the conversation between the two little girls.
Nineteen is a typical beauty at second sight. Just when I stood next to Xiao Yi and Mu Mu. He was compared immediately. But after a while, it caught the attention of many people: "It's not a name. None of our daughters has a name, let alone a surname. I am ranked nineteen. So everyone calls me nineteen. This... I will give it to you later. Tell me... Yeah. Whose baby is this?"
Saying that, Nineteen picked up Ah Dan who was riding on the exquisite horse. Ah Dan chuckled happily. The body twists and turns. Then he bit the back of Nineteen's fair hand.
Boss Xia was kind and kind to the juniors. Repeated again: "You young people. Be more close to each other in the future!"
Nineteen shook off his hands and quickly put Ah Dan back on the horse. There was a sudden scream. Two hands grabbed Mumu and Xiao Yidi's arms at the same time. Eyes widened. In an almost sleepy tone: "Yes...yes
Boss Xia ignored the three girls. He smiled at Mr. Wen and said: "Wen Bucao has nothing to do with us. Let's not talk about it in a hurry now. Lao Xia went up the mountain this time to give support to the monks at the Great Mercy Temple."
Uncle Wen nodded and said nothing more. Old Man Xia made it clear that he was not here to help Wen Bucao, but to help the Great Mercy Temple. Even if the Wen family was stubborn and withdrawn, they couldn't say anything.
The demon monk Shanjuan clasped his hands together and saluted again. How could he not follow up with such a favor: "Thank you, Old Immortal Xia."
The smile on Boss Xia's face quietly faded. Instead, his eyes were full of justice, and he stared at Chicken Coop Road and Goose Sheep without hesitation: "No matter how high your cultivation level is, it can't be higher than the sky, and no matter how great your ability is, it can't be more than a rational word. Lao Xia thinks he has some level of cultivation, so he went up the mountain From now on, there will be no evil and crooked ways, but there will be quite a few who are just looking for trouble!"
The Five Blessings gathered at Jiuding Mountain, Chicken Coop Road came for revenge, Goose and Sheep Road followed closely, and the leader of Kunlun Road was a little confused and wavering. The Great Mercy Temple helped settle Wen Bucao, but Yizigong brought the girl to be married up the mountain.
Master Zi Que, the leader of Jilong Road, finally spoke again: "The evil heretic wants to be captured, and the forty-two lives of Jilong Road must be avenged."
The sword-handling master behind him, Qingniao, didn't wait for others to speak, and immediately continued what his master said: "Jilongdao and Wen Bucao's private matters, please all fellow Taoists of the Xianjia to be notarized!"
After the Jilong Taoist alliance with the other two Taoist sects, they invited the Great Compassion Temple to come up the mountain. Originally, they wanted to show off their swords. Give me face again. After all, Wufu is a righteous sect, and it's a little early to break up now. Unexpectedly, the Great Compassion Temple had a tough attitude. Secondly, Kunlun Road, which had promised well, ran away to ride on the wall. Unexpectedly, Yizigong also came to muddy water.
Chasing evil sects and monsters is something that a righteous sect can talk about. If you want to get entangled here, you won’t be able to tell the reason even if you rush to celebrate the New Year. Let’s just put this matter aside for now. Chicken Coop Road wants to take revenge. Who will do it again? If you help Wen Bucao, you will really fall out.
The demon monk Shan Juan was about to speak when he suddenly saw the old rabbit demon Bu Le, who was among the Wen family disciples, winking at him, smiling slightly and stepping aside without saying anything more.
Boss Xia was full of surprises. He didn't expect that the Great Mercy Temple, which had been supporting Wen Bucao, suddenly backed down. He couldn't say anything at the moment. He had just waved the banner of the Great Mercy Temple so hard that he could only take two steps back with a wry smile. .
Of course Master Eyang Dao Sanwei would not object, and returned to his team with a sneer on his face: "Jiuding Mountain is only one-third of an acre, I'm afraid those monsters can't fly to the sky, it won't be too late for Brother Jicong to take revenge first .”
On the other hand, the young master of Kunlun Dao stayed at attention, frowned and said hesitantly: "But... the Wen family are all mortals..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted unhappily by the Sanwei leader of the Eyang Dao: "Mortals? If they were mortals, how could they have hurt the lives of the forty-two disciples of Ji Cong, and almost seriously injured Taoist fellow Qingniao?" !”
The young master, Liu Zheng, looked a little panicked, but he still retorted: "Zhenren Mingjian, our cultivation technique only makes the body stronger. If we have a chance to obtain Tianwangdao, we will not be invincible in the world, let alone The body is indestructible. Although it is not easily injured by mortal enemies, it is not..."
His long speech was interrupted for the second time. This time it was Zique, the leader of Jilong Road. His calm tone suddenly became serious and he shouted at Liu Zheng: "Master Liu Zheng is still young. At this time, Just don’t say anything!”
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly, the Kunlun disciple behind him gave up. A middle-aged Taoist standing in the front row of Kunlun Dao said unceremoniously: "May I ask Brother Zique Taoist, which of my family master's words was wrong? May I ask Brother Sanwei, when did my Kunlun Taoist disciple interrupt you? Are you talking to me? If the two master masters can’t give me an answer from Kunlun Dao today, hey... Although my master’s age is not comparable to yours, when it comes to cultivation, I’m afraid it’s going to be the other way around!”
Liu Zheng uttered an ouch, and his tone was very frightened, but his words were very out of tune, and he did not have the authority of a leader at all: "Senior brother, if you want to fight, just go ahead and fight. Anyway, I am young and have low prestige, so you don't have to ask me. But you can’t instigate others to beat me!”
The Kunlun Dao disciple who spoke seemed to have known for a long time that his leader was a man of two hundred and fifty. He wasn't angry, he just looked dumbfounded and stamped his feet helplessly.
Mr. Wen finally spoke and nodded to the young master of Kunlun Dao: "Let the Taoist master worry about it. Since it is a private matter, please do a notarization." After saying that, he looked at the old master Zique again: "If you don't catch the evil heretics, take revenge first?"
Before the elder finished speaking, a loud laugh suddenly came from behind him: "Wen Buzao is not talented. Let's learn the methods of the gods of Jilong Tao first!" As he said this, Wen Budo jumped out briskly.
Wen Leyang was startled, no less surprised than Zhang Fei and Lu Bu in front of Hulao Pass. They had been scolding each other for a long time. When it was time to take action, a crosstalk actor from the coalition forces suddenly rushed up to fight with Lu Bu.
Jilong Dao Palm Sword Qingniao has been squeezed by Wen Buzu since he went up the mountain for the second time. He almost vomited blood several times. This time he saw him coming up to show off his power again, and he shouted: "Infinite Life and Blessing!" and stepped forward to meet him. , Unexpectedly, there was a heavy weight on his shoulders, and the leader Zi Que Zhenren had already firmly pressed his shoulders. While panting laboriously, he shook his head: "Concentrate your mind, you are just a clown..."
While he was talking, a Jilong Dao disciple suddenly felt something moving slightly in the ground beneath his feet. They all knew about the experience of Zhang Jian in Jiuding Mountain last time. For fear that the enemy would sneak attack from underground again, the Jilong Dao disciple's hand moved. A few rays of silver light sank into the ground, and with a scream, a fat gopher had been killed by a silver shuttle. Rat blood flows.
The young disciple let out a sigh of relief. He smiled mockingly to himself, but Zi Que, the head of the Chicken Cage Road, suddenly roared angrily: "Thief!" As he spoke, his old body suddenly pulled the blue bird back. He quickly ordered his disciples: "Get behind me!"
Wen Buzuo stood there and sighed with a smile: "This is the rat fairy, it can't be hurt!"
Before the words were spoken, the air where the Jilong Dao disciples were was twitching violently. Black cracks flashed and disappeared rapidly. The air became thinner and thinner visible to the naked eye. Immediately, a storm suddenly started!
The black whirlwind immediately surrounded the chicken coop disciples where they were standing!
No one expected that the Wen family would suddenly launch a surprise attack without any warning, and they couldn't figure out how this magical power similar to the wind and thunder technique was used.
Under the sunlight, the surrounding air shines with a strange and colorful demon blue. The master of death appears like a ghost, spreading wind poison wantonly. As soon as the wind poison blends into the air, it is immediately swept up by the black whirlwind. The eye of the wind attacked the chicken coop disciples mercilessly!
At this time, Wen Budo happily jumped back to Wen Leyang: "This is our famous dragon spin!"
Xiao Yi hadn't given a lecture to Wen Leyang for a long time. He didn't bother to show Prad to Nineteen anymore. He walked to Wen Leyang and explained crisply: "Our twenty-third generation ancestor of the Wen family accidentally made fire poison while refining it." A strange medicine, this medicine is non-toxic and harmless when exposed to light, but once it comes into contact with blood, it will immediately corrode most of the surrounding air. This strange medicine was later given a name, called Wind Eye." The surrounding air suddenly disappears, and the air pressure drops by more than half, and the surrounding air will immediately swarm in, just like a tornado.
After the Wind Eye was developed, it was improved by the experts of the Wen family for hundreds of years, and it became very easy to use. Finally, it was made into a powerful method by the dead character like Earth Cover and Insect Surge. The eye of the wind caused a whirlwind, and then the poison master unleashed violent wind poison wantonly.
The relationship between Goeyang Road and Jilong Road has always been very good, and the leader Sanwei never expected that in the blink of an eye, their allies would be tricked. He shouted loudly and was about to take action when the sun suddenly dimmed in front of his eyes, and Boss Xia, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, appeared in front of him: "Master, revenge is just a private matter between the two families. You and I just abide by justice!"
The black whirlwind has been dyed blue by the violent wind poison, roaring and raging in the sun. But they still couldn't finally close it. The four old men of the Wen family looked at each other and frowned.
A chant accompanied by heavy breathing slowly sounded from the violent whirlwind: "Infinite Life and Blessing."
Immediately, dozens of voices responded in unison like tigers roaring: "Immortal life and blessings!"
The announcement of the Taoist name was like thunder, exploding in the sky from the Jiuding Mountainside. The angry voice drifted far away with the wind, and echoed in the overlapping mountains a moment later. The sound of the endless blessings not only did not dissipate, but became louder and heavier. It's like the invasion of waves, one after another without stopping, and gradually gathers back again from all directions. After the road number echoed. The awe-inspiring vitality that already contained all things in the green mountains suddenly turned into a roar between heaven and earth!
The echoes of the infinite life gradually became dull, hoarse, and full of madness. Just as the majestic Taoist slogans reverberated, a brilliance that was so clear that it made people's bones and blood freeze rose into the sky, like a crazy scythe, non-stop. Shuttle through the demon blue whirlwind!
The old rabbit demon laughed unhappily, stood behind Wen Leyang and said in a low voice: "This is the magic weapon of the leader of the Chicken Coop Road. The lunar tribulation among the tribulations where the sun and the moon do not move."
Wen Leyang looked at it intently, and it turned out to be a huge cyan moon blade, like a magnified waning moon in the sky. If it formed a full garden, its diameter would be about three meters away.
"But..." The old rabbit demon said with some confusion in his tone: "It seems that Zi Que is a little bit unable to control this magic weapon, otherwise he would not be able to commit the Taoist immeasurable divine spell before casting the magic weapon. I have never been able to rob the sun and the moon without moving. I've seen it a few times. The Moon Tribulation should be azure in color, but this time it has a hint of silver. Hehe, it's interesting."
The old monk spoke in vain, and the moon calamity flashed continuously, and the dragon spin poison that had been moving had been crushed. A golden ball the size of a fist was floating steadily in front of the purple bird, exuding a soft light. , firmly protecting the dozens of disciples in Jilong Road.
The old rabbit demon continued unhappily: "Yes, the sun blade is now mixed with jet black and very mottled."
The cyan moon calamity dispersed the poisonous swirl. There was a dull buzzing sound. Then he slowly circled around Zique Zhenren's body for a few more times, and disappeared into the air together with Ri Jie.
The dead master who appeared just now also disappeared among the Wen family disciples and disappeared.
Just now when the dragon was spinning. Due to the difference in air pressure between the inside and outside, even disciples of a powerful cultivation sect such as Jilong Dao would have difficulty breaking out of the eye of the storm. If the leader hadn't used magic weapons to protect everyone, except for Zhang Jian and a few other seniors with advanced cultivation, this would have been impossible. Most of the disciples who went up the mountain this time had to give up their lives. The sword-wielding master Qingniao's face was ashen, and he didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He waved the giant sword in his arms, and the disciples took out the magic weapons one after another. Just when they were about to use it, the demon monk Shanjuan, the host of the Great Mercy Temple, stood in the field with a smile: "Since the monk has notarized it, please listen to me on both sides."
Master Qingniao now wished he could beat the monk as well. He glared and was about to curse angrily when the leader Zique stood in front of him and said expressionlessly: "Please speak, monk."
Monk Shanjuan smiled and nodded: "From what I see, monk, fighting like a swarm of swarms doesn't look like that. Why don't we send out our experts and make a bet for a decisive victory." As he said that, his eyes swept over him intentionally or unintentionally. The old rabbit demon standing behind Wen Leyang was unhappy.
Shan Jue's words sounded extremely beneficial to Jilong Dao. After all, there were now thousands of people gathered at Wen Bu Cao. Even if he wanted to take revenge on a Zhengdao sect, he couldn't kill more than a thousand ordinary people at once. And to tell the truth, Wen Bucao is just a mortal powerful clan. Even if he has some means, if he really wants to fight one on one, he will not be able to do it.
In Wen Bucao's eyes, killing is killing, and revenge is revenge. He has never paid attention to any rules and regulations, but the dignity of the Great Mercy Temple must always be given, not to mention that Shan Juan is now biased, so he has to take part in it himself. .
Master Zi Que looked at Shan Juan with some suspicion, hesitated for a moment, raised his eyelids and looked at Mr. Wen, and stretched out three fingers with great effort: "Three games, the Wen family won the chicken coop road shooting** Just leave and never set foot on Jiuding Mountain again. The Wen family has lost. Give me back my forty-two lives." Zi Que is an old man, and he is afraid that the Wen family may still hide some masters or sharp means to turn the bet into a Into three games, victory is almost guaranteed.
The little demon monk Shanjuan frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Mr. Wen nodded with a smile: "Three games are three games. But there is one more bet." As he spoke, the real-life Blue Bird with a sword in his hand said: "I will use my own A pair of arms, bet on the arms that can hurt my grandson!" Zique glanced at Qingniao, who nodded nonchalantly.
Mr. Wen and Mr. Zique both smiled at each other, but when the two old men saw each other's confident smiles, they felt a little helpless.
Shanjuan was a little confused at first as to why Wen Bucao agreed to three games to determine the outcome. At first he thought Wen Leyang was going to fight one, but the old monk Xijue came up to him and gently pointed at Xiaoyi's loudspeaker. Shanjuan A sudden realization. An old rabbit demon. There is no need to play the third game with the loudspeaker at all.
After a while, among the Jilong Tao disciples. Zique, Qingniao and five other middle-aged Taoist priests walked to the sidelines together.
The blue bird holding the sword took a few steps and said, "Junior brother Huang He will fight in the first game, and I will fight in the second game."
Shan Duan nodded: "The third scene is Zi Que Zhenren?"
Qingniao chuckled and nodded in agreement: "There is no third game."
There were far fewer people on Wen Bucao's side, so three people came up, Lao Rabbit Demon for the first scene, Wen Bucao for the second scene, who borrowed Xiao Yi's big speaker, and Wen Leyang for the third scene.
Wen Buzuo smiled like a villain. After looking at his opponent up and down for a while, he turned back to Mr. Wen and shouted: "I can't leave you with any arms."
Jifei and Shui Jing were beating their chests and stamping their feet below. They had completely forgotten about Xiao Yi's big speaker and kept hiding behind others, missing a great opportunity to become famous all over the world.
There are a total of seven famous masters in Jilong Dao. In addition to the leader Zique and the sword-handling Blue Bird, Master Huang He has the highest cultivation level and is also the top master on the path of cultivation.
Huang He didn't underestimate the enemy at all. After nodding to the leader, he stepped out with a slight slump. Immediately, a looming layer of lightning flashed past the light blue Taoist robe. Four small blue swords were clasped between his fingers, pointing at The old rabbit demon, dressed as a mountain man, nodded happily with a smile and declared: "Immeasurable life!"
The old rabbit demon almost replied "Amitabha", but finally held back the words and broke out into a smile. He rushed towards the real person Huang He.
Huang He bowed slightly as if facing a powerful enemy. Wen Bucao first severely dampened the spirit of Brother Qingniao not long ago, and just now he almost destroyed them with a weird whirlwind. Huang He no longer regarded the other party as an ordinary person in his heart, and shouted softly: "Jiu!" The flying swords in his hands were released at the same time, and thunder patterns suddenly appeared in the air, between the four flying swords. A series of purple arcs were strung together to form a big net with shining lightning, and it wrapped around the old rabbit demon Bu Le at lightning speed.
At the moment when the lightning grid was about to hurt the enemy, the old rabbit demon unhappily accelerated, a thousand times faster than it was just now! Almost as soon as he disappeared, he appeared in front of Huang He. Zi Que, who had been watching the battle with squinted eyes, suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Admit defeat!"
The old rabbit demon suddenly stopped moving faster than lightning, almost nose to nose with Huang He, smiled again, regained his old man's demeanor, and walked off the stage tremblingly.
Huang He's face was full of dissatisfaction. Even if the enemy was close, the thunder skills he had practiced so hard were still powerful. He turned back to look at the leader and moved his mouth to say something. Zi Que didn't look at him at all, but stared at the unhappy back of the old rabbit demon and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The old rabbit demon replied without looking back: "Wen Bu Le!"
Wen Buzuo laughed loudly and pointed the big horn in his hand at the blue bird: "It's your turn, how can we fight?"
Qingniao was expecting him to come on stage. He picked up the giant sword and walked slowly into the stage. Just as he was about to speak, a violent loud noise suddenly hit his eardrum and stretched out. Thousands of purple arcs flashed enchantingly, with a fierce intensity. The light completely blinded him.
How could Wen Buzuo dare to wait for the blue bird to release the magic weapon? After saying a word, he opened fire directly. Thunder Heart Sha sprayed out and turned into brilliant thunder in mid-air. It hit the person who was like a mud tire and had no idea what was going on. Bluebird old way!
This time, Zi Que didn't even have time to admit defeat and shout. There was thunder in front of her eyes, her heart and blood surged, and a smell of blood surged from her chest and went straight to her throat. Seeing that she had been unofficially designated as the next leader, the person she admired and admired the most. The beloved junior brother was about to be swallowed up by the lightning. The rock-hard mind of Master Zique, which he had spent three hundred years practicing, collapsed in an instant. He roared loudly and spurted out a thick stream of blood. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)