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Chapter 26: Seeing the poor dagger, three crazy sittings!

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Towering Wudang Mountain.

On the night of Lantern Festival on the 15th, the lights of Wudang in Four Hundred Miles are brightly lit.

Tianzhu Peak, Zixiao Palace.

Ning Dao was wearing a pure purple Taoist robe trimmed with gold. Although he looked like a middle-aged man, his hair was already gray. At this moment, this great master who ranked fifth on the list of Han Yuanshen stood alone in front of the Zixiao Palace, looking at the vast moonlit night and the dim stars.

, there is a gathering of gloom.

"What a pity." Ningdao man shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know what the master is sighing about."

At the end of the mountain road in front of Zixiao Palace, a man wearing a light gold Taoist robe was strolling, with golden whiskers flying lightly. He looked like an immortal, but also a bit Confucian gentle.

Jinguang Zhenren stopped in the square in front of the Zixiao Palace. It was approaching midnight and there was no one in front of the Zixiao Palace. Even the Taoist priests had gone to bed. The patrolling Wudang disciples would not be stationed in the Zixiao Palace because this was the master's palace.

If anyone can sneak into the Zixiao Palace in Menning Passage, no matter how many Wudang disciples there are, they can't stop him.

People from Ningdao took a look at Jinguang Zhenren in the square and said calmly: "The old Taoist is sighing. During the Lantern Festival, there are evil and sycophants at work."

Jinguang Zhenren's pupils shrank slightly, but soon returned to normal, and said with a chuckle: "The leader is joking, I am a quiet Taoist place four hundred miles away from Wudang. Ghosts and gods are not close, so how can there be evil and evil deeds?"

"Be afraid of being evil like a ghost."

Master Ningdao glanced at Master Jinguang seemingly unintentionally and said, "Master Jinguang Peak is very interested. During the Yuan Dynasty, he did not stay on the peak to gather with his disciples, but came to Lao Dao's lonely Zixiao Palace, which surprised Lao Tao.

"

Master Jin Guang smiled and said: "Jin Guang knew that the leader was guarding Zixiao Palace alone, so he brought a pot of good tea to drink with the leader."

"Oh, what kind of tea?" A smile appeared on Ning Taoist's lips.

"Master, please take a look." Jinguang Zhenren stretched out his hand, and a red clay pot holding it in his palm flew into the air and fell into the hands of Ningdao people.

A man from Ningdao opened the lid, and a fragrant fragrance hit his nostrils, like orchids and musk deer. He touched the body of the pot and sighed again: "The vermilion mud that has been aged for hundreds of years is as warm and moist as jade. It is a priceless treasure in the eyes of ordinary pot tasters. After soaking it, I am afraid it will be...

For hundreds of years, tea has been made by Guanyin before the Qingming Dynasty. The merits of tea cultivation by Buddhism and Taoism are quite different from those of Taoism and me. The pot is good and the tea is even better. It is a pity that the entrustment is not done by human beings."

Master Jin Guang's expression changed slightly, and he soon smiled again and said, "The master is joking."

But he saw the smile at the corner of Ning Taoist's mouth gradually change, and the mockery was fully revealed, and he said: "If this pot of Guanyin Yun does not have the juice of the Poison God Flower, the old Taoist can still taste a pot of good tea at the end, but it is a pity that you

Not even this last bit of friendship was left to the old Taoist."

Hearing this, Jin Guangzhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was actually noticed.

People from Ningdao sneered and said: "Jin Guang, as a Jing generation, the era of Ning generation is still a bit far away for you. You probably wouldn't have thought that if you hadn't become the first of the Seven Wudang Sons, Danzao Fengfeng

The position of the master should be inherited by the old Taoist. At the beginning, Danzao Zhenren was good at elixirs, but the old Taoist was on the left and was good at erysipelas. It is really a nostalgic time."

What!

At this time, Master Jin Guang's face finally turned a little ugly, and he said: "Jin Guang doesn't know what the master is talking about. The tea is collected and presented by the disciples. I am afraid that some heretic has tampered with it. Fortunately, the master is proficient in medicine and stone.

It’s my Wudang blessing.”

"Poison God Grass is a rare poison among the spiritual things of heaven and earth. For ordinary living beings, it is nothing more than a great tonic for vitality. Only those who have achieved the soul will once be contaminated by Poison God Grass, the soul will be paralyzed and they will no longer be able to grasp anything.

The will of the primordial spirit, and even the unaccompanied Jieshenhua within seventy-seven and forty-nine hours, caused the primordial spirit to collapse and both body and spirit to perish."

Ignoring Master Jin Guang, Ning Daoist said directly: "The Poison God Flower is rare. Over the five thousand years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, it has appeared less than ten times. It is second only to the life-extending elixir. It is considered that ordinary heretics can have such a background.

Chance creates a shocking world, but it is not heresy, but evil spirit."

After hearing this, Jin Guangzhen's expression finally changed and he no longer had any luck. He took a deep breath and sneered, saying: "The master's eyesight is still as sharp as ever, but the master is already over a hundred years old, and the world will eventually be destroyed."

To be handed over to the younger generation, Jin Guang believes that he still has some potential, and his cultivation level is barely enough. It is not as good as if the head Zen is in Jin Guang. Jin Guang guarantees that Wudang will definitely flourish in Jin Guang's hands from now on."

"Carry it forward?" Ningdao people said coldly, "Leave it to you to be the traitor who used one of the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation Eyes to release the Six Heavenly Demon Emperor? You seem to be more shameless than the three senior turtles.

The turtle’s shell is even thicker.”

Um?

At this moment, Jin Guangzhen's heart sank and he said: "It seems that the leader knows a lot of things, but what can be changed?"

There was a look of regret in the eyes of Ning Dao people, and he said in a deep voice: "Jin Guang, you really ignored the teachings of your master, senior brother Ning Yu. Even when you suppressed dissidents and oppressed the Qingyang Peak lineage, the old Taoist thought that senior brother Ning Yu died in the battle on the West Sea border.

, I have been patient for a long time, just hoping that one day you can wake up and no longer care about personal gains and losses. Unexpectedly, you have gone even harder and colluded with the Six Heavenly Demon Emperor sealed by Fu Mo Peak. Don’t you know that there is a big boundary in the world that cannot be crossed?

, that means you are human! Humans have human nature, demons have their demon ways, and demons have their demon ways! Humans and demons are not at odds with each other. It is not a distinction between good and evil, but a distinction between races!"

"Master, you are really a pedantic old stubborn." Jin Guangzhen showed disdain and said, "All the souls in this world are only the strong ones who demarcate the boundaries of order and survival. There is no distinction between races. Sainthood and godhood are just a thought.

There is no such thing as good or evil. As long as you can access the great road, it is normal for you to achieve great success and wither away thousands of bones."

"It seems that you have fallen into the devil's way. The old Taoist can feel the devil hidden deep in your body, and your Taoism has declined." Ning Taoist said sadly, "It seems that senior brother Ning Yu cannot be stable under Jiuquan.

, the old Taoist has to clean up his family even though he has no choice but to restore a bright and prosperous world to Wudang."

Jin Guangzhen didn't take it seriously and said: "Master, your vision is limited to this, but you don't know that I, Tao and demon, are one, neither Tao nor demon. When the day when Tao and demon become one, it will be the day when the divine power is achieved."

"You are arrogant and don't realize it!" Ning Dao people shouted, "How many sages of the human race, do you think they have never tried it? How many people fell on the road of Yuan Shen, so that our human race can now have the road of pure Yang destiny. Today, the old Taoist will let

You know what it means to be ridiculous and overconfident!"

"It's a pity that your opponent, Master, is not me."

Jin Guangzhen opened his mouth without any timidity, but saw the void in front of him twisting. A girl in purple clothes holding a flag and an old man in a wheelchair wearing a brocade robe and looking extremely old appeared in the square in front of the Zixiao Palace.

superior.

"Master of the Desire Demon Sect!" Mr. Ningdao's expression changed slightly and he said, "I didn't expect that you haven't passed away yet."

On the rosewood wheelchair, the voice of the old man in brocade robes sounded like dry stone, saying: "Ning Tong Lao Niubi, this sect is also waiting for the day to send you on your way. It seems that this day has arrived."

After a pause, the Desire Demon Sect Master looked up at the top of Tianzhu Peak. The haze was like fog, covering the bright moon, and the withered voice like a dying night owl sounded again: "The time has come, Ning Tong Lao Dao, your Wudang has reached the end of its road.

!”

Boom!

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the entire 400-mile-long Wudang Mountain was shaken violently. Rocks rolled down, the earth cracked, and dormant beasts screamed in fear, as if the end was coming.

"What happened!"

"not good!"

The disciples, deacons, protectors, and elders of the various peaks were all alarmed. Almost all the real peak masters rose into the air and felt the tremors of the Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation. This deadly formation had been dormant for thousands of years.

Tonight, there was a trend of disintegration.

The array eye was intact, but it began to collapse inexplicably. A sense of death spread out from the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak, and the overwhelming sense of death flooded the entire Wudang Mountain like a tide.

"Grandmaster!"

"Three crazy uncles!"

As soon as the peak masters reacted, they were shocked. The source of this sense of death was so obvious and was recorded in many classics. This was clearly the precursor before the martial arts master was about to die.

impossible!

All the Wudang Yuanshen were a little distracted, even a little panicked. This was like their Wudang Dinghai Divine Needle. The reason why Zhenguo Dazong was called Zhenguo Dazong was because of the existence of the Tianming Grandmaster. The height of Tianming was higher than the sky.

That's why it has the name of suppressing the country. It is obvious that any quasi-sage with destiny has the power to suppress a country and a dynasty, and is enough to influence the general trend of the world.

call!

The next moment, the Wudang Peak Master Yuanshen appeared in front of the Tianzhu Peak Zixiao Palace.

After seeing Jin Guangzhen, the purple-robed girl in front of him, and the Desire Demon Sect Master sitting in a rosewood wheelchair, he was stunned for a moment, and then saw the regretful and unprecedented serious face of the leader Ning Tongtong, and he vaguely understood something.

With the leader's divine sword hanging above his head and his expression unchanged, such a change in expression could only explain the changes in front of him.

On top of the golden dome, the master's mentor, the Three Crazy Uncle Masters, is really about to pass away.

"Jin Guang, you actually led a wolf into the house!"

This is Master Tianshi. There is disbelief in the eyes of this old Taoist. He and the predecessor of Jinsuofeng, Master Ningyu, are disciples of the same master. Therefore, he has always been close to Jinsuofeng. In addition, he also loves Master Jinguang, even Qingyang.

When the little god on the peak was at his most grand, he still chose to advance and retreat together. He never thought that the master of the peak, his nephew, would actually deceive the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation and lure the enemy of the Demon Sect into the mountain.

At this moment, on top of the golden dome, the three crazy master uncles appeared to be in the state of enthronement, and the man from the Demon Sect arrived at this moment. If there was no connection between them, Master Tianshi would not believe it at all.

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