Chapter 144: The Purple Chance in the Hall (10,000 characters)
Xuanqing Mountain is a criss-crossing mountain range with thousands of rocks and ravines. It is dangerous and secluded, and there are wonders hidden in the secluded area.
An Jing stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, while Lou Xiangzhen stood on the tail.
Looking at the majestic mountains in front of him, An Jing couldn't help but say: "The Xuanmen Ancestral Court is indeed extraordinary."
Although he has also seen Nanhua Mountain, which is the highest in the world, compared with Xuanqing Mountain, Nanhua Mountain always feels that the artistic conception and taste of Nanhua Mountain are somewhat different.
Lou Xiangzhen landed next to An Jing, looked forward and said, "Would you like to go up the mountain and have a look? You can be considered a disciple of Xuanmen. Although there are no disciples of Xuanmen on Xuanqing Mountain, there are still Taoist teachings left by Xuanmen masters.
There are many rhymes and imprints left by some great masters."
"That's fine."
An Jing took a deep breath and nodded.
Xuanmen is the oldest sect in the world today, even older than Buddhism. Now it has come under the ancestral court of Xuanmen. It would be a bit of a pity not to pay homage to it.
Then the two of them came to the ancient road. An Jing followed the thousand-year-old black anaconda to hide. The two of them stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the top of Xuanqing Mountain.
The mountains and forests are quiet and deserted, and there are many tourists coming to play along the way.
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone steps in front of him and said slowly: "This is called the Climbing Heaven Stairs. There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine floors in total. Anyone who wants to climb Xuanqing Mountain must take this Climbing Heaven Stairs.
Go, one step at a time, you need to walk nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to reach the top of the mountain."
An Jing stepped on the stone steps, glanced at the endless stone steps, and couldn't help but said: "Climb to the sky, can people really climb to the sky?"
The Grand Master's life extension of three hundred years seems to have reached the limit, but what about those above the Grand Master?
Lou Xiangzhen's expression was as calm as water, "How difficult it is to climb to the sky. Even if it were possible, it would not be possible by human power."
An Ding nodded and said no more.
A great master can stump everyone in the world, let alone immortality.
The two of them walked step by step for about an hour before they reached the top of Xuanqing Mountain, Heiniugang.
When we reached the top of the mountain, there were only a few tourists enjoying the scenery, and in addition there were some Taoists who were doing divination.
Lou Xiangzhen pointed to an empty piece of land in the distance and said: "It is said that my founder of Xuanmen had a black cow with open eyes. When it goes in and out of water, there will be wind and rain, its light is like the sun and moon, and its sound is like thunder. At that time, it was kept here.
, so this place is called Heiniugang.”
An Dingding nodded and said, "The black bull must be a strange beast as well."
There are many strange beasts in this world that have survived for thousands of years and are powerful and unpredictable. They may be hiding in unknown corners like the thousand-year-old black anaconda.
Lou Xiangzhen walked in front and said: "It is recorded in ancient Xuanmen books that the black bull understands human nature and is so powerful that even masters at the master level cannot stop it."
The two walked while talking, and soon they came to a dilapidated hall.
There is a repaired plaque above the main hall, Qianji Palace.
At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe was sitting huddled in front of the main hall. In front of him were bundles of sandalwood and a bamboo stick. The bamboo stick was filled with bamboo sticks.
An Jing was a little curious about the black bull, "What about the strange beast next?"
"That black cow."
Lou Xiangzhen paused and said: "The founder of Xuanmen left Xuanqing Mountain and took the black cow with him. Some people say that the black cow accompanied the ancestor to death, while others say that the black cow accompanied the ancestor and became a god. Specifically,
No one knows the situation?"
"Come, let's do some fortune telling."
Speaking of this, Lou Xiangzhen walked up to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said.
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Lou Xiangzhen, hesitated for a moment and said: "Calculate one hundred cents for your future, fifty cents for your marriage, do the math..."
Lou Xiangzhen took out a tael of silver, pointed to An Jing next to him, and said: "This is a tael of silver, consider it his future."
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the one tael of silver, he suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, it can be counted by anyone. I am the Taoist priest who has the best fortune telling in a radius of dozens of miles."
Those gentlemen and ladies from aristocratic families are not as generous as the old man in front of me in fortune telling. Only those who have traveled around the world can spend money like this without blinking an eye.
In their eyes, this is not silver, it is just a silver stone.
An Jing chuckled secretly, do you know who the person next to you is? He is the current head of the Guigu Sect. Do you dare to say that your prediction is accurate in front of him?
The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at An Jing and said, "This knight, please draw lots."
An Jing shook the stick, and then a stick fell out of the stick with the word "lucky" written on it.
“Good sign!”
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the bamboo stick in An Jing's hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The one you drew is the one with the upper mark."
"Sign it!?"
An Jing said doubtfully.
"Why don't you go to Tai Lai, which is just around the corner, and leave the gentleman to the mountain for a while? If you hear good news about tigers and rabbits, you will be free in the midst of your determination to be busy."
The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head for a while, and then said: "This hexagram is a symbol of blessing among misfortunes. Every misfortune comes before good fortune. Even if you are in some troubles now, it is just a small test for you. When this happens,
After the test, blessings will come."
Hearing this, An Jing chuckled lightly, looked at Lou Xiangzhen, and said, "Senior, do you want to try drawing a lottery?"
Lou Xiangzhen glanced at the bamboo tube, shook his head and said: "No, there is no sign for me in this bamboo tube."
When An Jing heard this, his smile faded slightly.
"This old man really knows how to joke."
The middle-aged Taoist priest patted the door couplet in front of the dilapidated hall and said, "I am a Taoist from a Taoist sect. My bamboo tube contains everything and calculates all the affairs of the world. How is it possible that the people in the world don't have the lottery you want?"
Lou Xiangzhen did not speak, but walked straight into the main hall.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at An Jing and continued: "Sir, do you want to count on another marriage? I can give you a 20% discount. I think you have extraordinary momentum, and the marriage must be auspicious..."
"No need."
An Jing followed Lou Xiangzhen and walked towards the main hall.
When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, he was a little disappointed, but then he thought of the one tael of silver just now, and a smile appeared on his lips.
At this moment, a young Taoist priest in his twenties came over in a hurry and asked, "Lao Luo, how are you today?"
"Just so-so."
The middle-aged Taoist said proudly.
The two of them had obviously known each other for a long time. Seeing the middle-aged Taoist's expression, the young Taoist knew that he might have gained a lot of benefits. He said with some sourness: "Sure enough, it's easier to be a liar. I study the fart hexagram technique.
"
When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction: "Hey, you can't say this nonsense. I rely on my own ability, how can you say I am a liar?"
The young Taoist glanced at the lottery tube and said, "Lao Luo, now everyone on the mountain knows the tricks you are playing, why are you still pretending?"
As he said this, he picked up the lotus tube and poured it into his hand.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Countless bamboo sticks all fell into my hands. Without exception, these bamboo sticks were all signed.
"You brat!"
When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, his expression changed. He quickly grabbed the bamboo sticks and bamboo tubes and stuffed them all back. He also glanced around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no one around.
........
Inside the main hall.
Sandalwood rose slowly, and white smoke floated throughout the hall.
The decorations all around are very ordinary. In the center of the hall, there are no statues, only a table with candlesticks and incense burners placed on it.
Behind the table is a round disc made of stone. The disc is very huge. It seems that it has not been polished or carved at all, only the marks left by the years.
When An Jing saw this, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. Instead of worshiping gods in this hall, he actually had to worship a stone plate?
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone plate and said: "This is the Qianji Stone Plate. It is said to be the place where the founder of Xuanmen attained enlightenment. Later he was brought here by the founder of Xuanmen and placed in the main hall to be worshiped by the disciples of Xuanmen.
, and the disciples of Xuanmen will all come to contemplate the Thousand Mechanisms Stone Plate, hoping to understand some magic from it, but so far no one has been able to gain enlightenment or gain opportunities from this Thousand Mechanisms Stone Plate."
This solid plan is one of the reasons why Lou Xiangzhen brought An Jing to the main hall today.
An Jing glanced at the Thousand Ji Stone Plate and asked in confusion: "Has no one ever been interested in the Thousand Ji Stone Plate?"
Lou Xiangzhen chuckled lightly, "This Thousand Machines Stone Plate is extremely heavy. It is said that the stone plate is connected to the earth's veins. Unless Xuanqing Mountain is moved away, this stone plate will not move at all. Please take a look at this stone plate and take a look.
Are you the predestined person? If so, you may be able to obtain the fortune and opportunity of the Xuanmen Patriarch."
With that said, Lou Xiangzhen picked up three incense sticks on the table, lit them against the fire of the candlestick, bowed to the stone plate above, then put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and walked out of the hall slowly.
Seventeen years later, I stepped into Xuanqing Mountain again after seventeen years.
"How many more seventeen years do we have in our life?"
Lou Xiangzhen stood outside the main hall, looking at the vast expanse in the distance, and subconsciously touched the long sword in his hand.
In fact, he knew why Xiao Qianqiu often came to Xuanqing Mountain.
In the past, when Master Lou Xiangzhen was still alive, he and Jiang Sanjia would be brought to Xuanqing Mountain every few years.
It’s not about worshiping anyone or remembering anyone. It seems to have become a habit, a habit that is cultivated in the bones.
At that time, Lou Xiangzhen didn't understand why Master came so often, but now he understands.
When I came here, looking at the vast expanse in front of me, I seemed to have found a kind of root and a kind of sustenance, and at the same time, I was always alert to myself.
“In whose hands does the general trend lie?”
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the clouds and mist in the distance and murmured to himself.
"Xiao Qianqiu, you should be going down the mountain soon."
Having said this, he took a deep breath and walked towards the distance, as if searching for whether the plants and trees here were the same as before.
...........
Inside the main hall.
An Jing sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at the Qian Ji Stone Plate in front of him.
There was nothing special about the stone plate except for the marks of time. At this moment, he was dazzled by the rough and messy texture, but he still couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation.
After about one stick of incense, An Jing had gained nothing.
"Destined person?"
An Jing's thoughts fell on the book on the ground, and there was nothing strange about it.
In the past, every time I encountered an opportunity, the Book of the Earth would emit all kinds of light, but it didn't happen today.
"It seems that I am not destined to be with you."
An Jing shook his head and then prepared to stand up.
At this moment, a scorching temperature suddenly released from his arms.
"Um?"
An Jing reached towards his chest and then took out the Heavenly Seal.
At this time, a faint red light flashed under the Heavenly Seal, shining brightly.
"How is this going?"
An Jing played with the Fan Tian Xi in his hand, wondering what the relationship between this Fan Tian Xi and Xuanmen's Qianji Stone Plate was.
The next moment, the energy in his body seemed to be pulled.
Brahma Heart See Me!
The Buddhist Tianwu level body refining martial arts actually started to operate automatically, covering his body surface with a layer of golden light.
Just like Daluo's mind, Guigu's mind is also in motion, and the qi mechanisms begin to intertwine.
At this moment, that red ray of light entered An Jing's mind, and a feeling of swelling suddenly filled his whole body.
It seemed as if his body was going to burst.
"Tip, there is a purple opportunity near the host."
Suddenly, a purple light appeared in the book on the ground.
"Wow!"
The Thousand Machines Stone Plate seemed to be pulled, releasing a white brilliance that broke through the hall and reached into the sky.
"What...what's going on?"
"What was that flash of white light just now?"
"I don't know. This place is the ancestral court of Xuanmen. Only people from Xuanmen should know about the strange phenomena."
.........
People dozens of miles away from Xuanqing Mountain all saw a white light rushing into the sky, scattering all the clouds in the sky.
However, the white light was fleeting and retracted at the next glance, as if nothing had happened. Only the broken clouds were floating in the sky, indicating that a strange phenomenon had indeed occurred.
"Um!?"
Lou Xiangzhen, who was standing on the top of the mountain, also saw this vision. He was slightly shocked and looked towards the direction of the main hall, "Is it him!?"
The direction in which the white light was released was exactly the direction of the main hall.
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the white light and frowned and muttered to himself: "People with great luck are indeed people with great luck. The top three are right..."
Inside the main hall.
An Jing sat cross-legged on the futon, eyes closed.
At this moment, he seemed to see three groups of light in his mind, one black, one gold, and one white.
The three rays of light reflected each other and were intertwined with each other, but they did not interfere at all.
The black and white light that I saw gradually dissipated, getting darker and darker as it got older, until it disappeared, and finally only a golden light remained.
The next moment, the golden light began to spread and filled his mind. Suddenly, wherever he looked, everything he thought in his mind turned into golden light.
The golden light poured down and began to sprinkle on the body.
It was like a ray of warm sunshine shining on his body in the cold winter, and An Jing couldn't help but moan.
His mind went blank, as if he had lost all consciousness.
"How is this going........"
I don't know how much time passed before An Jing slowly opened his eyes. He could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased by more than 50%.
You must know that he has tempered golden bones, and even a half-step master's body, energy, and blood are not as strong as his, but at this moment, it has increased by more than 50%.
Thinking of this, An Jing's thoughts quickly fell on the book on the ground.
See me (fifth level), Mahatma Sun Tathagata Mantra (not turned on)
Tip 1: The host’s destiny has not yet taken root (Yi Yue), so people must not learn the host’s identity when using martial arts, otherwise they will get a black opportunity.
...........
Next to Brahma Heart Seeing Me, there is a martial arts, but it shows that it is not activated.
"The supreme martial arts of Buddhism!?"
Seeing this, An Jing's heart trembled and he frowned.
There are three martial arts in the world that surpass Tianwu, among which are the Demonic Sect's "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book", the Taoist "Jade Emperor Sutra", and the Buddhist "Great Sun Tathagata Zen Sutra".
What began to appear in the Book of Earth was purple chance. Logically speaking, the martial arts corresponding to purple chance should be the three secret arts.
So the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra that I got in my mind today should be the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, but why are the names different?
Moreover, the display of the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra is still not activated.
Also, isn't this Thousand Machines Stone Plate a relic of the founder of Xuanmen? Why did I understand the Buddha's Great Sun Tathagata Mantra?
At this moment, An Jing's heart was filled with confusion and a series of questions.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
At this moment, a crisp cry came to An Jing's ears.
Following the sound, he saw a black mouse sneaking in from outside the door, staring at him coldly with a pair of small eyes, like a delicious and delicious food.
Outside the hall, a powerful energy appeared in an instant.
"There's something weird about this mouse!"
An Jing raised his eyebrows and pointed at the black-haired mouse in front of him.
"stop!"
"boom!"
Only a sound was heard, and the palm-sized black-furred rat exploded into a mist of blood, which was sprinkled in the main hall.
...........
I'm a ghost rat.
Life has been really busy these days. I have to help my pets search for the whereabouts of that human every day.
This search was the most tiring in my life.
That human being is so weird, and the Qi machine is so difficult to search for. I have lost track of that human being several times. Fortunately, I am very keen on Qi sense.
But my pet feeds me a water spirit fruit every day, otherwise how could I help him do things?
Today, I felt that I was very close to that person. Lying on the flat road, I kept spinning around, feeling extremely excited.
"Squeak!" "Squeak!"
I proudly shouted to my pet, and sure enough he took out two water spirit fruits in a smart way.
delicious!
I voraciously swallowed two Water Spirit Fruits, and then rushed towards the distance with a 'swish', because I knew that as long as I found that person, I could get more Water Spirit Fruits from my pet.
This time, I worked hard, for fear of making any mistakes again.
Following the vague feeling, I came to the foot of a mountain. There were dark stone steps with no end in sight. I knew that the man was on top.
I fought hard for the water spirit fruit.
Thinking of this, I climbed up the stone steps with all my strength.
At this time, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky. The white light was like a long arrow, piercing the entire sky and scattering the clouds.
My pet and his friends looked solemnly at the white light in the sky.
A few people even stopped, knelt down, meditated, and chanted in front of the white light.
But I worked hard to climb forward. The stone steps were too long. I only knew that as long as I found that human being, I would be able to get the water spirit fruit. Finally, I used up all my strength to finally reach the top of the mountain.
This time, I got the sense of that person's energy again, and in the hall ahead, I once again let out an excited cry.
"It should be in the main hall ahead!"
My pet also shouted excitedly.
In order to show my greatness, I immediately turned into a small black whirlwind and ran towards the main hall.
The next moment, I only saw a bunch of golden light. The golden light was very warm, and there seemed to be someone in the golden light.
it's him!
The aura emanating from his body made me convinced that he was the person my pet asked me to look for.
Thinking of this, I suddenly became even more excited. The person in front of me had ten water spirit fruits.
Just when I was ecstatic, the man looked over and pointed his finger at me without hesitation.
Boo!
A burst of energy shot out from the fingertips at an extremely fast speed.
The hair all over my body stood on end, and my four short legs seemed to have forgotten to move.
"stop!"
I heard my pet's furious voice, and this was my last conscious thought.
........
There was blood in the hall.
Master Moyun looked at the blood on the ground, and suddenly an unknown fire surged up.
The ghost rat is dead.
Such a rare and precious beast was actually dead, and it was killed by the man in front of him with just a single finger. He didn't come back to his senses at all.
This spirit-seeking rat has been following him for decades. One person and one rat have a deep 'feeling'. The most important thing is that this spirit-seeking rat has brought him huge benefits.
He usually cared about the spirit-seeking rat as much as he cared for his own parents, but today it died. How could he not be angry?
An Jing looked at the dwarf-sized man at the door and frowned, "Are you following me?"
Master Moyun suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice: "Do you know what you just killed? It was an extremely rare spirit-seeking rat in the world?"
Ghost rat!?
An Jing glanced at the blood on the ground with some surprise when he heard that. He had also seen strange beasts like ghost rats in books, but he didn't expect that the ugly black-haired rat just now was a ghost rat.
Naturally, he is also very aware of the role of the spirit-seeking rat.
An Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "You are indeed following me. Who are you?"
"Kill my mouse, and I will make you pay with your life."
Master Moyun said angrily: "No, your life can't pay for it, I will use the lives of your whole family to pay for it."
With that said, Master Moyun turned into a black light and rushed towards An Jing.
So fast!
Half-step to the realm of a master?
An Jing's heart moved. He didn't expect this ugly dwarf man to have the cultivation level of a half-step master.
Master Moyun's palm wind was fierce and domineering, and he rushed forward with a palm that was as powerful as breaking gold and cracking rocks.
An Jing also wanted to test his current physical strength, so he met him with a palm.
"boom!"
The moment the two palms touched, a loud noise suddenly erupted. An Jing retreated backwards, taking seven steps before he stopped. Master Moyun also put his soles on the ground and drew a long line.
Mark of.
"This ghost swordsman is really amazing."
Master Moyun met this palm and immediately calmed down.
The qi displayed by the ghost swordsman just now was only at the level of smallpox, but he was able to fight with himself in a palm fight without falling short. Without a great opportunity, it would be impossible for a person with great means to do so.
"Who is out there?"
An Jing looked out the door and muttered something bad.
A qi machine outside the door blocked the place, and it looked very strong.
You must know that this dwarf is already a half-step master, and there are many masters outside the palace.
"snort!"
Master Moyun snorted coldly and said nothing.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a cold light came from outside the hall.
An Jing's inner strength was like a tide, protecting him in front of him.
Swish swish swish!
What was seen was a fly whisk, which turned into countless silver rays of light, hit An Jing's body-protecting Qi machine, and then melted quietly.
Whizzing!
At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest fell down and caught the fly whisk.
"Shinichijiao?"
Seeing the Taoist priest who suddenly came in, An Jing frowned suddenly.
"The poor Taoist Shinichi teaches Yulin."
The old Taoist priest held a whisk in one hand and bowed with the other.
There are seven great masters in the Tianzun Hall of Zhenyi Sect. These seven people are all top-notch masters in the world. They are well-known throughout the world and usually act as the sharp swords of Zhenyi Sect.
As one of the seven great immortals, Yulin Da Zhenren naturally has a brilliant record and profound strength. He will definitely not belong to Yuhuai Da Zhenren. And An Jing has already sensed it from the move just now. His cultivation level should also be in the smallpox realm.
.
"He is indeed a member of the True One Sect."
An Jing couldn't help but laugh, but in his heart he frowned: The True One Sect is indeed here, but it definitely shouldn't be just the two masters in front of him.
The Great Master of Yulin looked at the laughing An Jing and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Actually, I, the True One Sect, do not want to be an enemy of you. As long as you hand over the complete Daluo Heart Technique, I, the True One Sect, will not treat you badly."
He came down from the mountain this time just for the Daluo Heart Technique, and he was not interested in the Ghost Swordsman at all.
"Is it from the Da Luo sect?"
When Master Moyun heard this, he suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder the masters of the Zhenyi Sect had to go to great lengths to search for the whereabouts of the Ghost Swordsman. It turned out that the Ghost Swordsman was a descendant of the Daluo Sect.
"I don't have a complete Daluo mind."
An Jing shook his head, "I only have fragments of the scroll."
When Master Yulin heard this, he pondered for a long time and said: "Is it a fragment of the scroll? It's not impossible to hand it over."
An Jing said with a smile: "I hand over my inner method, what benefit will you give me?"
In fact, there is not that much resistance to An Jing handing over Daluo's inner skills, as long as the benefits from Zhenyi's teachings are enough, such as exchanging the Big Dipper Jue.
"Leave you a life."
Master Yulin's tone was very calm. It didn't mean that he underestimated the ghost swordsman in front of him. In his heart, he was just stating a fact that should be taken for granted.
The Zhenyi Sect has been the state religion of Dayan for hundreds of years and has become accustomed to being domineering and domineering. It seems to have been engraved in their bones.
"Leave me alive!?"
Hearing the words of Master Yulin, An Jing suddenly laughed.
The great master of Yulin said quietly: "Why, isn't your life valuable?"
An Jing clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I also want the Big Dipper. In this case, I will spare your life. You can keep the Big Dipper."
"presumptuous!"
When the great master of Yulin heard this, he shouted: "Since you are stubborn and unwilling to hand over Daluo's inner method, then I can only be rude."
After saying that, he stamped his foot and struck the whisk in his hand towards An Jing.
The fly whisk is not a weapon, and even if it is used, it is extremely reluctant. Every time Yulin Da Zhenren swings a blow, countless silver lights fall down from countless masters, obviously trying to suppress An Jing with his internal strength.
Master Moyun had just exchanged palms with An Jing, and he already knew how powerful the Ghost Swordsman was. He only saw his eyes rolling without warning the Great Master Yulin.
Swish! Swish!
The threads on the fly whisk were extremely tough, and they came like thousands of strands.
An Jing pretended to be defeated and dodged left and right.
"Ghost Swordsman, nothing more than that..."
Seeing this, Master Yulin raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he was still wary, his offensive became more and more bold.
When masters fight against each other, why don't they just come up and use all their strength?
Firstly, their internal strength is limited, and they need to test each other to figure out the moves and routines. Secondly, once all their strength is used, it will be difficult to fight back or change their moves. Once the life gate is broken, it will be the end of death.
"boom!"
An Jing dodged again and broke through the hall with his body.
"Where to go!?"
When the great master of Yulin saw An Jing avoiding the battle and trying to escape, he quickly chased after him.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
A hole was suddenly opened in the hall, and the two of them rushed out one after another.
"How is this going?"
"It looks like someone is fighting!"
"Get out of the way!"
........
Passers-by who were visiting Xuanqing Mountain were shocked when they saw this, knowing that it might be a duel between martial arts masters, so they ran away one by one.
"Oh my God."
The Taoist surnamed Luo who was telling fortunes at the entrance of the main hall saw this and said with surprise: "Is that person from Zhenyi Cult?"
"Who cares, let's run."
The young Taoist next to him turned pale with fright, held on to the purple wooden crown on his head, and fled in a hurry into the distance.
They are all wild Taoist monks who are good at cheating and eating. When it comes to real skills, they are at the level of fish and shrimps in the world.
The middle-aged Taoist surnamed Luo neatly rolled up the lotus tube and the big flag on the ground, and quickly ran away into the distance.
The Great Master of Yulin was practicing the True First Skill of the True One Sect, and his internal energy was surging. At this moment, when he exerted all his strength, the silver whisks swept across the sky, which was really powerful.
"good chance!"
An Jing knew that the great master of Yulin was already doing his best, a glint appeared in his eyes, and he pointed his finger forward.
That finger was wrapped in red light, like a ball of hot flames.
Nine Yang Divine Finger!
Now that Anjing's Nine Yang Divine Finger has entered the room and has gained a certain level of fire, plus his cultivation has entered the realm of smallpox, this finger is much stronger than before.
Chi!
The silver threads that I saw sweeping through were burned to the ground in an instant, and the remaining strength still stretched for a long time, surging crazily forward.
"not good!"
Master Yulin also knew at this moment that he had fallen into a trap, but as soon as his move came out, he was unable to resist the move and could only watch the finger light coming towards him.
"Junior brother Yulin, don't panic!"
At this critical moment, a cold drink came.
A bright purple light fell from the sky, as if forming a wall.
"Boom!"
The moment the fingerlight collided with the wall, An Jing felt a wave of air coming from the front and quickly retreated towards the back.
The great master of Yulin also felt uncomfortable. He was shaken by the strong counter-shock and kept retreating. The person who rushed towards him jumped up and supported him.
"Senior Brother He."
When the great master of Yulin saw the person coming, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The person who came was none other than He Chen, the master of Tongxuan Peak. If he hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have been in danger just now.
"Pity."
Seeing this, Master Moyun secretly thought that it was a pity. If the ghost swordsman had killed the great master of Yulin just now, then the two parties would have a life-and-death feud. Then the Zhenyi Sect would kill the ghost swordsman at all costs.
I can still take the opportunity to take action when the time comes. Not only can I take revenge on the spirit-seeking rat, but I can also get some benefits.
"Is it He Chen?"
An Jing seemed to have thought of something when he saw the man in black Taoist robe suddenly rushing towards him.
He Chen, the master of Tongxuan Peak, is Xiao Qianqiu's senior brother. His cultivation level has long reached the half-step master level, and he has stopped at the grand master level. He is also the most promising master in Zhenyi Sect to reach the master level in recent years. He has been practicing in Tongxuan Peak in recent years.
He lives in seclusion in the peak and rarely goes out into the world.
Unexpectedly, he came out of seclusion today for his own sake.
"Master He, this person is the Ghost Swordsman."
Master Moyun saw this and stepped forward quickly.
He Chen's face was a little gloomy. In the critical moment just now, Master Moyun didn't take action even though he was watching the show. If he hadn't taken action, Yulin would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die. However, Master Moyun did have a reason not to take action.
On the cliff in the distance, Lou Xiangzhen looked at the confrontation in front of him.
"Right now, Xuanmen's situation is 100%, Xiao Qianqiu alone has 70%, I have 20%, and the ghost swordsman has 10%. If the ghost swordsman can survive today..."
Today is an excellent opportunity. Lou Xiangzhen wants to see the Ghost Swordsman's strength with his own eyes.
Can he force Xiao Qianqiu to take action?
When he was on Nanhua Mountain, he didn't witness it with his own eyes. He knew that An Jing was protected by a thousand-year-old black anaconda. Even if he encountered Liang Mo, it would be very easy for him to escape intact.
But today was different. The one who surrounded him today was the Zhenyi Sect.
"Ghost Swordsman?"
He Chen glanced at An Jing and said, "It seems that your reputation is not in vain."
That move just now showed its power, and even I didn't dare to say that I would definitely win that move.
It seemed that the fingering technique was a martial art at the Tianwu level, but he had never heard of such fiery fingering techniques in the world.
"That's ridiculous. Compared to He Chen, the Eight-Step Wandering Dragon, what does my reputation mean?"
An Jing smiled faintly and became nervous.
The Eight-step Wandering Dragon is He Chen's nickname in the world, and it can be seen from this.
And that dwarf should be Master Moyun of Tianku Mountain. This person's reputation in the world is not as good as that of He Shen, but he is also a master who is half a master.
In front of him are two half-step masters and a smallpox master. If they join forces, he will be in some danger.
"The world of martial arts is not about fame, but about strength."
He Chen took a deep breath and walked slowly forward.
The two seemed to be chatting happily, but the atmosphere in the entire world was extremely tense.
An Ding nodded, and then drew out the Suppressing Evil Sword behind him.
A ray of cold light emerged, illuminating the world with a touch of coldness.
The next moment, He Chen stamped his foot, and his black body turned into a giant wave and came towards him.
The strong wind howled, like a sharp knife scraping against the face.
The reason why He Chen is called the Eight-step Wandering Dragon is because his movement is extremely fast and his momentum is fierce and domineering, just like a swift and fierce wandering dragon.
quick!
too fast!
Master Moyun, who was also a half-step master, was secretly shocked.
He Shen's skills have improved compared to a few years ago. It seems that reaching the realm of a master is just around the corner.
Not all half-step masters in the world can be promoted to the master level. Most of them are already at their limit. Master Moyun also had some adventures back then, and later he got the spirit-seeking rat.
Otherwise, his qualifications would only be in the realm of earthly flowers.
The same is true for Liang Mo and Xi Yuanjun. Half-step master is already their limit.
As for people like Li Fuzhou and He Chen, they have the opportunity to challenge the Grand Master and even become the Grand Master. Such talents are the ones that attract people's attention.
"Boom!"
An Jing's eyes flashed as a gust of wind came from his palm. He quickly moved to one side to avoid it, and the violent wind almost flew right in front of his face.
"Chi!"
Naturally, An Jing would not suffer a loss. He lifted the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, and the blade reflected an icy cold light, heading towards He Chen's crotch.
He Chen reacted very quickly and had disappeared in the next moment.
An Jing withdrew his sword light, then turned his wrist to stick to his waist and stabbed toward the void behind him.
"Boom!"
Because the speed is too fast, the air makes a harsh sound.
The next moment, a black figure appeared behind An Jing and slapped the sword light with his palm.
The two figures intertwined, and dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of Yulin Daren, who was watching the battle. Just now, the ghost swordsman was already very powerful without a sword in his hand. Now that he has a sword in his hand, his strength seems to be even stronger. Just now, he is completely
was deceived by him.
An Jing looked at He Chen, who had been fighting with him, and suddenly woke up in his heart. He Chen was consuming his own internal strength. I'm afraid there are masters from the Zhenyi Sect on the way.
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, and the sword light flowed, as if forming a vortex of sword energy.
Nine-character sword formula! Douzi secret!
He Chen still wanted to dodge, but the sword light had already rushed in front of him, seeming to have blocked all escape routes.
Found it?
He Chen smiled faintly, and his inner energy surged in like a turbulent tide.
Bagua Youlongzhang!
As he claps his palm, ripples appear in the air in front of him, followed by a buzzing sound, and a jade-colored dragon rushes out quickly.
Tianwu level palm technique!?
Seeing a hint of surprise in An Jing's eyes, the next moment the sword light and the jade dragon had already intersected.
"boom!"
An Jing felt his energy and blood surge, and he stepped backwards. A golden light surged out of his body, directly removing the remaining strength.
Brahma Heart See Me!
This golden light is really the Buddhist body-refining martial arts, Brahma's heart sees me.
He Chen's smile gradually solidified. He originally thought that he would have the upper hand with a single palm strike. The Suppressing Evil Sword in the Ghost Swordsman's hand was broken. He had already known it in his heart, but he did not expect the power of the Ghost Swordsman's sword.