"Who is coming!?"
Seeing many martial arts comrades going out vertically and coming back horizontally, falling to the ground like gourds, the Seven Kunlun Masters all stood up and shouted fiercely, unsheathing their swords and ducking out of the inn.
Only then did they see four strong men standing outside the inn carrying a mahogany sedan.
Apart from that, there is no one else to pay attention to.
At this time, a sarcastic sound came from the sedan, which was exactly the same as the previous sarcastic sound. The Seven Sons of Kunlun did not know that the person who had spoken just now was in the sedan, and they all surrounded and attacked the sedan with loud shouts.
The four strong men carrying the sedan seemed not to see the Kunlun Seven Sons, the seven famous masters of Kunlun in the world, nor did they see the long sword stabbing into the sedan, as if they were lifeless people carrying the sedan on their shoulders.
He stood motionless.
When the Seventh Son of Kunlun was startled and doubtful, the curtain of the sedan chair suddenly opened automatically without any wind.
Two slender and wide palms formed thousands of palm shadows from behind the curtain, rolling up and striking out fiercely like strong winds and huge waves.
The seven sons of Kunlun stared and shouted, and wanted to join forces with heaven and man to fight against the enemy. However, in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the seven of them trembled as if they were frightened, and they were suddenly hit by a palm with such force that it was as if they were electrocuted. They were thrown away, seemingly fierce.
The offensive completely disintegrated in one encounter.
Many people from various martial arts sects in the inn heard only a "boom" and an earth-shattering sound coming from the main entrance of the inn, and rushed out of the inn one after another.
Then he saw the seven Kunlun pieces falling to the ground like scattered chess pieces, raising their heads and vomiting blood, and looking at each other in shock.
Although the Seven Masters of Kunlun are not as good as the Three Saints of Kunlun, they are still among the masters of Kunlun.
But he was defeated and vomited blood in a single encounter, but his opponent didn't even see his shadow?
Before the thought was finished, the sarcastic voice came from the sedan again.
"I, King Xiaoyao, came back to the world this time. I didn't expect that all the famous juniors in the world are just empty-handed. They are all just a bunch of losers."
"King Xiaoyao!?"
"What? That's King Xiaoyao in the sedan?"
When people from various sects heard the name of King Xiaoyao, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, their faces changed and their minds were buzzing.
Shaolin Xuanji and Jing Nian Zen Sect Liao Kong and others who were still calm at first were suddenly frightened. They all took a breath of cold air and secretly wondered in their hearts whether there was the leader of Black Wind Village in the past and the birth of King Xiaoyao in the future. Is the world really going to change again?
Start a bloody storm?
Wow——
The sedan door curtain opened again.
Suddenly, like a kite pulled by invisible threads, a figure floated out from the sedan with its feet off the ground. It turned out to be an ugly old man with white beard and hair.
I saw that although the old man had fair skin and huge eyes, he had no eyebrows and a ferocious face. His eyes shot a terrifying light, like two sharp lightnings covering everyone, and he slowly fell to the ground as if his whole body was weightless.
This astonishing Qinggong was already as mysterious as an illusion, demonstrating unparalleled terrifying strength and shocking the entire audience.
"Amitabha!"
Abbot Xuanji made a seal with one hand and pronounced the Buddha's name. He took a step forward with his staff and said, "King Xiaoyao, after your defeat at the hands of Master Zhang, you once announced that you would withdraw from the world and would never cause trouble in the world. Today you set foot in the world again.
, could it be that he just wanted to break his promise and get rich again, causing trouble in the world again?"
"Hehehe... The new abbot of Shaolin puts a big hat on my head as soon as he opens his mouth."
King Xiaoyao sneered lightly, stared at Xuanji with a burning gaze and said, "You, a monk of the Xuan generation, were just a little novice monk when you were roaming the world in Japan, but now you dare to teach me, King Xiaoyao, how to do things?"
"King Xiaoyao!"
Master Jue stepped out and shouted coldly, "You dare to show up here at the foot of the Wudang Sect Mountain. Could it be that you are preparing to challenge Master Zhang again?"
"Zhang Sanfeng..."
King Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, his expression was extremely solemn, his eyes were shining with a strange light of desire, and he said slowly word by word, "I have been practicing hard for these years just to fight him again, soon.
, I will challenge him again, but not now."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They never expected that King Xiaoyao would dare to compete with Zhang Sanfeng even today.
At this time, some players and people in the street who came to watch the excitement after hearing the news also heard what King Xiaoyao said and were shocked by the content of the words.
King Xiaoyao snorted lightly, put his hands behind Zhuo Li and stared at Master Miejie and the others, "I was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng and disappeared from the world. It does not mean that I have promised not to set foot in the world again. These are all stupid people in the world.
Guy's opinionated speculation.
But don’t worry, the reason why I am willing to show up this time is not to cause a bloody storm in the world, but to help you!"
"Help us?!"
People from various factions including Xuanji and Mie Mie were all stunned.
King Xiaoyao shot out infinite longing in his eyes and said, "Practice essence to transform into qi, practice qi to transform into spirit, practice spirit to return emptiness, practice emptiness to combine with Tao...
These four stages have been from ancient times to the present, summarizing the entire process from acquired to innate, from innate to holy.
In today's world, although it is said that the calligraphy has changed, it has never changed from its origins. It is a process of man fighting against heaven, earth and man. This includes a lot of pain, blood, sweat, calculations, expectations and desires.
and give up?
I used to fight with people all the time, defeating all the invincible opponents in the world. It was not until I met Zhang Sanfeng and was defeated by him that I finally understood what I really am and who my opponent is..."
"Who is your opponent?"
Mrs. Tang couldn't help but ask.
King Xiaoyao suddenly felt uninterested. He looked at Old Man Tang with pity and said, "Loneliness, my opponent is loneliness. Loneliness is just a person..."
"What's the meaning?"
People from all the sects looked at each other in confusion and didn't understand what he meant. Only Ling Kong, who had a high level of meditation skills, seemed to vaguely understand what King Xiaoyao meant.
Loneliness is a person, loneliness is yourself. Fighting with yourself and defeating yourself is the most powerful state of cultivation.
When Liao Kong thought about this clearly, he couldn't help but be shocked.
King Xiaoyao said calmly, "Before challenging Zhang Sanfeng, I will help you deal with the leader of Black Wind Village."
Master Sanshou of Sanmao Palace stared at Xiaoyao Wang and said, "Why should we believe you?"
King Xiaoyao said coldly, "You have no choice."
The expressions of the masters from all sects changed.
They really seemed to have no choice.
Originally, they wanted to ask Zhang Sanfeng to take action against the leader of Black Wind Village.
But Zhang Sanfeng refused.
Now the mysterious and unpredictable Xiaoyao King wants to take action against them, which is of course a good thing.
Although the opponent's strength is definitely not as good as Zhang Sanfeng's, he is still the strongest master in the vassal states in the past before Zhang Sanfeng's rise. If it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng, almost no one could control him, and he would have already reached the 9th realm of heaven and man.
Such a master takes the initiative to help them, which can be said to be a strong support, and no one can help but feel moved.
King Xiaoyao smiled slightly, turned around, and floated like a ghost. He drifted strangely into the sedan with the door curtain automatically opened, and a faint voice said, "On the third day of July, the decisive battle at the top of the Black Wind. Enlightenment.
Fight, risk your life and forget about death.
Zhang Sanfeng is unwilling to take action, so I will take action on his behalf. If I fall into the hands of the leader of Black Wind Village, it will prove that I have been defeated by Zhang Sanfeng again."
People from all sects watched helplessly as the mysterious and unpredictable King Xiaoyao returned to the sedan chair. Except for the first few sentences, which he could understand the meaning of, they had no idea what the latter sentence meant and why he was defeated.
If you give it to the leader of Heifeng Village, you will lose to Zhang Sanfeng. What is the connection between the two?
No one can figure it out, and no one wants to think about it anymore.
Everyone is happy when they think about the time.
The third day of July will be seven days later.
From the Wudang Sect to Heifeng Mountain in Mengyin County of the Song Dynasty, it would take seven days to travel faster.
Please don't move Zhang Sanfeng. With King Xiaoyao, a senior expert from a hundred years ago, he can do a lot to bring justice to Cihang Jingzhai and eliminate the leader of Heifeng Village.
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Black Wind Mountain.
Heifengzhai is covered with dense forests at the foot of the mountain, with hidden streams and rivers, ribbons of flowing clouds in the middle of the mountain, and misty mist all over the mountain.
The cottage is still the cottage of the past, but its momentum is completely different from the past.
Gein Village has already undergone extensive construction and renovation work under the personal design of Wu Liang, the number one architect in the world who used to be the number one village in the world.
The main village of the village still stands on the main hill of Heifeng Mountain in the past. Behind it is the sharp cliff of the back mountain, which is as sharp as a knife. It is built with the trunk of strong trees and supplemented by large rocks and dry soil, turning the village into a mountain village.
A small mountain city with a wall two feet high has become more majestic, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has extraordinary majesty.
What's more important is that the secret gorge behind the stronghold contains grain, grass, water, and weapons. It can be said to be a solid fortress. Even if an army of hundreds of thousands comes to attack, it can't be broken even if it burns the mountain.
Because all the trees for half a mile around the village have been cut down, even if the mountain is burned, the main body of the village cannot be burned.
The leader of the village, Jiang Dali, rode an eagle back, which was a major event that everyone in the village knew about in advance.
Many bandit players lined the streets to welcome us, beating gongs and drums, and firing firecrackers around the mountain. It was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.
The torches were burning high in the village, and the pigs and sheep were roasted. The firelight was more dazzling than the sunset on the horizon.
When Jiang Dali and Wenwan landed, the villagers all over the mountains and plains cheered like a mountain roar and a tsunami, "Welcome to the village master to return to the village!"
Some of the bandits who had recently joined the bandit in the past two months looked excitedly at the burly man who was as tall as a god on the back of the eagle. They were so excited that their dark cheeks turned red and they cheered at the top of their lungs.
Jiang Dali laughed loudly. From a distance, he saw the village owner's courtyard in the village that had not changed from its old appearance. He felt that there was also an old appearance amidst the great changes. The familiar face of Brother Zhang below was filled with emotions, and there was no sense of right and wrong.
He raised his arms and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, kids!"
A group of bandits shouted in unison, "It's not hard to welcome the leader of the village!"
"My benefactor! The grand occasion of your return is even greater than when I returned to the Beggar Clan after winning a battle. You deserve to have a drink with so many enthusiastic brothers!"
A loud laugh came from behind the village gate, and Xiao Feng walked out cheerfully, carrying the wine jar. Next to him were Bai Ting, Liao Rushen, Wang Yuyan, Murong Qingqing and others, but Dongfang Bubai and Lu Xiaofeng were missing.
These close friends had already received his letter and came to the village to get together.
Dongfang Bubai and Lu Xiaofeng are nowhere to be seen now. I am afraid that these two people were delayed by something on the way, otherwise they would not have stopped coming.
Jiang Dali didn't think much, laughed and jumped off the magic eagle, raised his hand and said, "Bring the wine! Brothers, please bring a bowl. After we meet again after a long separation, we are going to have a drink!"
"Oh!~"
Many bandits cheered and shouted in unison.
"Here comes the wine! Master, this is me, I made the rice wine."
Buck-toothed Su was so excited that her eyes filled with tears, she picked up a jar of wine and handed it to Jiang Dali. She looked at Jiang Dali's black tight-fitting body, which was even stronger than before, with pride and emotion.
"good!"
Jiang Dali lifted the weighing jar of wine, which weighed less than ten kilograms, and looked at Su's familiar face with buck teeth. The other person smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and even his eyes seemed to be hidden. The pair of buck teeth were still as yellow as before.
It is the ripe corn kernels in the corn field, kind and real.
puff--
He opened the wine seal, and a strong aroma of rice wine spread out. He couldn't help but sigh at the good wine. He picked up the wine jar and drank with the many brothers around him who were raising their bowls.
"The Dust Cleansing Celebration Banquet has begun. Your Black Wind Village's main force has a fortune of 84,300 points. It generates dragon energy and has the layout of the Dragon Land. The luck has taken effect. You can take this opportunity to hold a dust cleansing event under the current conditions.
The celebration banquet improves the cohesion of the village and cultivates talents. This may require a certain amount of luck. Will it be held?"
A prompt appeared in Jiang Dali's panel at this time.
Jiang Dali's heart moved and he checked the prompt content. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He pondered for a moment and chose to hold it.
Suddenly another prompt appeared.
"You have successfully held the dust-cleansing celebration banquet. You are within the range of the dust-cleansing celebration banquet held by Heifeng Village to welcome the main force of Heifeng Village. During the dust-cleansing celebration banquet, your cultivation points and potential points will increase every quarter of an hour.
It will increase by 20 points and consume 10 points of luck every hour."
At this time, many players in the village have obviously received prompts from the panel.
Many players screamed in surprise on the spot, which was extremely unexpected.
As for the indigenous NPCs, there were no similar surprises. They all felt that the atmosphere was strong and in a good mood. However, in Jiang Dali's panel, the cohesion of the forces was slowly increasing.
"It seems that after the carved dragon stone pillars were transported to the village, the village began to slowly transition towards the development direction of the blessed land of luck under the influence of the power of luck. This will be one of the keys for the village to be promoted to a third-rate force in the future.
one."
Jiang Dali took three sips of wine in a row, looking at the players talking excitedly in the village, and thinking in his mind.
Shanzhai has been promoted to a fourth-rate force a long time ago.
But to be promoted from a fourth-rate force to a third-rate force, not only does the personal reputation of the leader of the force need to reach 1 million, and the strength reaches the return to true state, but also the force's luck index reaches 100,000, the force has a blessed land, and the number of members in the force reaches 100,000.
Or maybe the number of believers reaches 100,000.
Secondly, the force must have a complete system of unique skills from heaven to mortal level, no less than 5 high-level people in the heaven and human realm, more than 30 backbones in the Gangqi realm, and be highly recognized by many vassal states, and be allowed to work in the power.
Set up a station in the country.
Such harsh conditions make it difficult for third-rate forces to be born.
But today's Black Wind Village has the potential to become a third-rate force, and like the Tianxiahui led by Xiongba, it will become the seed for future promotion to a third-rate force.
Jiang Dali's personal reputation has met the requirements, and the number of members in the village and the system of unique skills have basically met the requirements. Even if it is a condition that is highly recognized by many vassal states that is very difficult for other forces, it is not at all
What a difficult thing.
There are three conditions that have not yet been met. One is that the power and luck index has not reached 100,000 points.
Second, Jiang Dali's level of strength has not yet reached the state of returning to his true nature.
Third, the number of high-level people in the Celestial Realm in the village did not reach 5.
In addition to Jiang Dali, the only powerful people in the Heavenly Realm in Heifeng Stronghold today are the Yin Yang eunuch who once subdued them, and Wang Yuyan, who has already been incorporated into Heifeng Stronghold.
As for Bai Ting and Liao Rushen, they can only be regarded as high-end talents from the vassal forces and cannot be regarded as members of the Black Wind Stronghold.
Other friends such as Xiao Feng, Huan Huan, etc. are not from the village, they can only be regarded as Jiang Dali's close friends.
However, the conditions for this last talent can be easily solved. Jiang Dali still needs to continue to work hard as long as he has power, luck, and the opportunity to return to his true state.
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Time passed quickly. After many brothers celebrated and drank, they looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was about to set. The mountains and forests of Heifeng Village were bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Jiang Dali knew that this dust-cleansing banquet lasted for two full hours.
Estimating that this had consumed 20 points of luck, Jiang Dali announced the end of the dust-free celebration by withdrawing from the show. If it continued like this, no matter how big the landowner was, there would be no food left over.
Soon the sky was filled with stars and the moon was shining slantingly.
Summoning Xiao Feng and other three or five close friends, under the dim moonlight, Jiang Dali took everyone all the way to the "Land of Dragons", which has become a forbidden area for the village and has stone carved dragon pillars, to prepare for the next collective promotion.
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