Huishan Ziyi and Wudang Jianchi blocked Wang Xianzhi's way one after another. The two battles set off an uproar in the rivers and lakes. The section of Guangling River where the iron-locked Shenjiang outside the gorge is still the same as before, but there are people from the martial arts who come to watch the "remains" "There are not only the coffin tomb knocked out by Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the leader of the martial arts alliance, but also Wang Laoguai's moving mountains. Groups of gangsters have come and gone. Most of them regret not being able to see Wang Xiaoping's sword of the earth fairy before his death, and that one. A graceful figure dressed in purple in Huishan Mountain. No one knows that somewhere in the lower reaches of the Guangling River, the nameless old Taoist of Longhu Mountain has been waiting for a long time. Although he is only a middle-aged man, there is always an indescribable twilight. , with some emotion, Gao Shulu said four hundred years ago that he sucked up Guangling water in one gulp. It was originally a metaphor for penetrating all dharmas in one go, but now it has changed beyond recognition. language. The Taoist, whose real name had been abandoned long ago, looked at the blurred faces in the water, and breathed lightly, the muddy river water rippled slightly in his palm, and after a moment, it was as clear and stable as a mirror, reflecting a tinge of purple.
Life is only a hundred years, things are people and things are not everything.
The old man who only exists on the family tree of the emperor Zhao sighed, threw up the water mirror in his hand, bent his fingers, and grabbed the corner of the purple clothes from the mirror. Following the movement of the Taoist, there was a man on the surface of the Guangling River. The woman slowly emerged. This undoubtedly refers to the extremely obscure and difficult technique of "fishing for the moon in the water" in the mysterious realm. The woman no longer curled up like a fetus at first, sitting cross-legged in the river, but still closed her eyes and concentrated on it. During this period of time, she was like a stone cow in the sinking river. Instead of retreating downstream due to the impact of the river, she moved upstream to the mouth of the gorge , but with a wave of fresh air lingering in his body, he began to go down with the water, and was finally fished out by the old Taoist who was willing to be lonely for a hundred years.
In the past hundred years, the old Taoist has not been famous, but what he has done is like grass snakes and gray lines. It is used to absorb the luck of the Zhao family in Longhu Mountain, nourish the Zhao family of Longxing in Tai'an City, and transplant the old locust tree in the Mawei Posthouse, in order to suppress the evil spirits of Xu's father and son, and to live with the elders of the Tianshi Mansion of the same generation. The guy Zhao Xuansu bet against each other, one seal for another seal. But he, Zhao Huangchao, lives in seclusion in Longhu Mountain adjacent to Huishan Mountain, and makes friends with Xuanyuan Dapan Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a father and son with completely opposite personalities. It's just that this kind of point-and-click behavior will never interfere with his great cause that he has devoted himself to for a hundred years. It is like a leisurely and elegant embellishment, like a hermit planting a plum in the courtyard. The flowers are good. , it doesn't matter if you don't open it.
Zhao Huangchao looked at the young woman who stood up slowly on the water. As she got older, she became more and more similar in appearance, but for some reason, some similarities became thinner and thinner. People fight for one breath, and Buddhas fight for one stick of incense. It is no wonder that Liu Songtao chose the latter instead of her at the last moment. Xuanyuan Qingfeng opened his eyes, full of wariness towards this invisible Taoist. Zhao Huangchao smiled and said: "You don't have to be like this. There are many inheritances left to you on Daxueping, such as the 'Wedding Clothes' that Xuanyuan Dapan didn't have time to enjoy, and the 'Wanxin Pill' that your father left for you to control your servants. From the hands of the poor."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was dubious, and sneered, "Oh? So, the real person should be the benefactor of Daxueping, right? Do you want me, a junior, to pay off the debts of the ancestors?"
Zhao Huangchao shook his head with a smile, not only did she not look like her, she was simply too unlike her. Back then, the woman looked at the world in black and white, so how could she have so many eyes, that's right, if she was still the ignorant woman back then, how could she be Forcibly forcing himself into a boneless person, it is even more impossible to be the exquisite and heart-loving master of Huishan, and the ruthless martial arts leader.
Zhao Huangchao raised his hand, as if he wanted to brush away the mist on the river in the early morning, and his tone became colder, and said: "Pindao used to have good relations with two generations of Huishan people, because he was optimistic about Xuanyuan Dapan's ambition, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's righteousness. Sincerely, it’s just that they failed to accomplish anything, and Pindao’s dispensable hard work is like wasting nothing, and he has no complaints.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked: "Then why does the real person want me?"
Zhao Huangchao asked with a smile: "Xuanyuan Qingfeng, do you want to reshape your muscles and bones, cast a real golden body of Bodhisattva, and then step across the sky? You must know that Wang Xianzhi abandoned Wudi City. If you want to be a veritable leader of the rivers and lakes, rather than a vain martial arts leader, it is difficult to get around the poor way. If you think that the poor way is a frog at the bottom of the well, and the tone is too loud, then change the wording, the poor way Dao can make you go faster and avoid many detours on the way of martial arts."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't even hide her look of contempt.
Zhao Huangchao's time for self-cultivation and self-cultivation has already lasted two or even three lifetimes of ordinary people, so he naturally wouldn't get angry because of this, and said calmly: "I just thought of a half-sentence, which made people feel angry. Xuanyuan Qingfeng, since you are among the Celestial phenomena, do you have any insight?"
Although Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't trust this pretentious Taoist, he didn't have the slightest intention to underestimate him. He hesitated for a moment, shook his sleeves, and simply sat on the water. Almost at the same time, Zhao Huangchao also sat on the ground, and the two were equal. Looking at it, Xuanyuan Qingfeng said in a deep voice: "Compete for breath, first compete for the number of your own body, what is conceived is Qi, and then fight for the world's luck, and the momentum of achievement. Everything is in progress, and then at a certain time and place , accomplished overnight, like a carp swimming thousands of miles, and finally jumping over the dragon gate."
Zhao Huangchao showed appreciation, nodded and said: "Qi, Qi, Qi, and momentum are all within the scope of one breath. Under the gods of the land, to be precise, they are under the heavens and humans. No one can be exempt from vulgarity. Xuanyuan Qing Feng, in martial arts, even though you are following a heretical path in the eyes of the three religions, you have entered the room."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said, "The real person came to me today, that is to say, there is a great truth? The meeting between you and me is not a ten-year debate on Buddhism and Taoism on the Demon Slaying Stage."
Zhao Huangchao was still calm, and he didn't pretend to be a tall man with his beard twisted. He folded his hands on his knees, smiled and said, "How about making a deal?"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng bowed his head, stretched his hand into the water, and rolled up his cuff with the other hand, revealing a transparent wrist with blood and veins, but no bones. Zhao Huangchao laughed loudly and said: "It's okay if you don't do it. When will you figure it out? If Pindao is not dead and Dao disappears at that time, it will still be effective. Just come to Longhu Mountain and call me. Pindao's original name is Zhao Huangchao. "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded and remained silent.
Zhao Huangchao stood up, disappeared in a flash, and bursts of laughter came, "Nine times the country is destroyed and eight people are destroyed. If I were Qing Emperor in his year, when autumn comes and September 8th, osmanthus seeds will be shaken on Fuyao Mountain. After this flower blooms, hundreds of flowers will bloom." kill… "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng showed a dignified expression. Both the wedding clothes and the Kuanxin pills were the secret heritage of Daxueping in the old Huishan Mountain. The former was used by Xuanyuan Dapan as a human ladder to climb to the sky. There will never be the cultivation base of Datianxiang when he was facing Wang Xianzhi, and the latter is a kind of mysterious Gu medicine, which can prevent the people's hearts from repeating and untrustworthy after the combination of grace and power. This Taoist named Zhao Huangchao should be telling the truth, it is indeed Guniu Dagang's old acquaintance. It's just that after Xuanyuan Qingfeng took over the power of Huishan, he didn't believe anyone except himself, and he had a deep hatred for the Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain. How could he easily do business with an unknown Taoist who turned out to be out of nowhere. Xuanyuan Qingfeng withdrew his hand, without shaking his wrist at all, he didn't get any drips. After standing up, he looked around, and his eyes finally stayed on a falling reed, stepping on the reed leaf intentionally or unintentionally.
If you think about it, you seem to understand it.
Dressed in purple, she re-emerged from the rivers and lakes and flowed eastward with the water.
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On the Hezhou post road, a huge monster rampaged.
Most business travelers and detainees only feel that there is a blur in front of their eyes, and then they only see the dust flying, and they can't see clearly what is sacred. Only some sharp-eyed masters of the rivers and lakes could recognize that the huge living creature was an unusually burly living person, like a remnant of the ancient people who hid in the Kunlun Mountains according to legend, two feet tall, capable of pulling mountains and rivers, Five thousand years ago, the sages controlled the water, and after they succeeded, they let nine hundred Kunlun giants carry the nine tripods to suppress the Kyushu.
This giant touched the ground with both hands and feet, running like thunder, and his foot strength was far better than that of a famous horse outside the Great Wall.
An old man with gray hair was sitting on his body, and a rope was tied around his waist to prevent him from falling.
The old devil who wreaked havoc on the Nine Kingdoms during the Spring and Autumn Period should have continued to play tricks in the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom. Kunlun slaves want to be more veritable slaves and rush to the border of Beiliang.
The old man bumped along the way, except for the food and rest that he had to stop, he didn't waste a little time from the beginning to the end, and didn't say a word, but when he approached Beiliang Road, he began to mutter to himself from time to time.
"Old Wang blames you for fighting early. I knew that you should have let you die before the weather was over! Thanks to the old man for helping you make the rivers and lakes so interesting, you, Wang Xianzhi, just don't appreciate it. Look at the surname Xu It's fine if your kid is not pleasing to the eye, but why do you want to involve a little girl?"
"Wang Xianzhi, Xu Fengnian, both of you deserve to die! If my girl dies, Wang Xianzhi, you can never guard the Heavenly Gate, nor can Beiliang have a moment of peace!"
"Especially you, Xu Fengnian, so what if you can't beat Wang Xianzhi, just kowtow to beg for mercy, Wang Xianzhi sees that you are so worthless, naturally he will disdain to fight with you, and insists on recklessly occupying Gao Shulu's physique and vigor, why, afraid of Gao Shulu's slaughter Without Cao Changqing, the woman you like will have no one to rely on? You can't even care about the safety of Beiliang, and dare to expect to protect Jiang Si's life? Well, you are affectionate, but if you treat one more than another, you will just watch My girl is going to die, I, Huang Longshi, have harmed Beiliang before, but I have also left Beiliang with a way out, from now on, you boy will wait for it to be as written in the book, death without a whole body!"
The Kunlun giant had already rushed into Hezhou, heading straight for the border between Youhe and Youhe states.
Huang Longshi's heart began to sink more and more, because no matter how he "sees", that kid failed to achieve consummation. The root only came from the dream spring and autumn of an unknown Taoist four hundred years ago. Both are indispensable. Moreover, according to the old man, that kid is cautious by nature, but he also considers the overall situation. Now that he has a heavy burden on his shoulders, how could he risk his life for a woman who both sides care about very thinly? The Huanglong scholar, even an ordinary person, would never act in such a reckless manner, because if he makes a move at this time, his own cultivation and family fortune will be lost, and the state affairs will be delayed. It was the right thing for him, Xu Fengnian, to stand by and watch.
For so many years, Huang Longshi, behind the infinitely good scenery, has never been so helpless no matter how many setbacks he has suffered.
The giant under the seat is at the end of its strength.
Huang Longshi said coldly, "You should die."
The giant didn't complain, and he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and he wanted to run the last three hundred miles.
After three hundred miles, Huanglong Mountain, holding his breath all the way, will start to rush forward on foot, and then try his best to catch up before Wang Xianzhi kills.
The premise is that the silly girl is not dead yet!
Huang Longshi never said a word to that girl, if he hadn't met her, after Liyang ruled the Central Plains, he should retire to the mountains and forests, concentrate on practicing martial arts and Taoism, and then try to see if he can ascend. You can take another look at the scenery in the sky.
Approaching Youzhou, Huanglongshan shouted suddenly: "Stop!"
The giant stopped in a hurry, and scratched several gullies on the ground with both hands and feet. The old man jumped down, swept forward, and said vaguely, "It's too late."
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Wang Xianzhi did what he said, even if his opponent was a young girl and a very innovative killer, but since he said that she would die the next time they met, so when she stopped in the middle of the border post road without hesitating her life, Wang Xianzhi really went up In front of him, he stepped on the abdomen of the short little girl.
She fell backwards, and her body slid back ten feet.
She no longer had any vigor around her, her clothes were torn and her back was covered with scars.
She was supposed to be unable to stand up and lay down to die, but she probably stood up staggeringly based on that breath.
After she stood up, she still didn't have the slightest fear.
She has killed Wang Mingyin, Master Liu Hao, and many masters. She is not afraid of killing people, nor is she afraid of being killed.
She's just a little bit unhappy and feels like she's not doing enough.
She also finished the hairpin.
But he hadn't finished paying off the ermine hat he gave her later.
Her vision has been blurred for a long time, but she still raised her head. Once before, she was hunted and killed by a willow and a fat woman. She couldn't hold on that time, and then he fell from the sky and landed on her body forward.
She was very happy, not because she was happy to live, but because he was here.
It's that simple.
Hehe, the girl closed her eyes. Lao Huang said that when a person died, she just slept for a long time, and no one would wake her up again. She thought it was good, so go to sleep.
At this time, I don't know if it was an illusion, a warm palm was gently pressed on her head, and said softly: "Don't sleep late."
Half asleep and half awake, she felt the people behind her come to her side and said a word to herself and to the very powerful old man respectively.
One sentence is very light.
"I am coming."
One sentence is very important.
It seemed that the whole world heard it.
"Wang Xianzhi, you should die."