[69 Book Bar - www.] On the top of Yangmingshan, when the sun rises, the first ray of sunlight shines on Yangmingshan. However, because Yangmingshan is the place where Hong Kong people place their ancestors’ spiritual tablets, even if the sunrise
No matter how beautiful it is, not many people see it.
In the early morning of this day, when the first ray of sunlight hit Yangming Mountain, there was already a group of people facing the sun on the top of the mountain, letting the warmth of the sun drive away the trembling bodies that had been frozen from waiting all night.
Everyone else was trembling, but only one person stood still. Yes, this person was the ancestor of the Li family, and the others were the core members and bodyguards of the Li family. They went up the mountain the night before and were waiting.
Yang Quan knew that he would get cold on the top of the mountain in the middle of the night, but no one in the Li family dared not listen to the words of the ancestor of the Li family.
Not long after the sun rose, a convoy of vehicles slowly circled the winding mountain road and was heading to the top of the mountain. The people coming did not need to guess to know that they were from the Zhou family. At this moment, Yang Quan was leading the Lincoln Extended Line.
Close your eyes and relax in the car.
"Ancestor, the Zhou family's people are here!" A bodyguard saw the license plate of the motorcade with a binoculars and immediately reported it to the ancestor of the Li family, but the ancestor of the Li family remained motionless and did not speak.
The motorcade slowly stopped a hundred meters in front of Li's group. The driver got out of the car first and opened the door for Yang Quan. Yang Quan slowly got out of the car, and the people in the ten or so cars behind also got out.
Got the car, these are the core and bodyguards of the Zhou family.
The moment Yang Quan got out of the car, a breath instantly enveloped Yang Quan, as if to see Yang Quan's whole person clearly. This breath was the same as the breath that hurt Yang Quan's mind before, but it was at least weaker.
More than five floors.
It was disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Yang Quan instantly opened his mind and looked at the person who sent this aura, but the other party was completely unaware of it.
Yes, this person is Taoist Baimei, because his beard and hair are black, but his eyebrows are white. He is wearing a gray Taoist robe, his hair is tied into a bun, and he wears a gold hairpin through it.
Yang Quan looked at the tendons and veins in his body, and the surging true energy was flowing through his tendons, and in the opponent's Dantian, a bright golden elixir was controlling all the true energy.
"Hahahaha, my guess is indeed correct. It took a genius like me eighty years and a lot of cultivation resources from my master to reach the golden elixir realm. However, the resources on this planet are so scarce, how can we get so many?
Golden elixir monk, a small foundation-building monk dares to disturb Tai Sui's head, it is simply a matter of life and death! Humph!" After Taoist Baimei inspected Yang Quan, he found that Yang Quan's veins also had Qi, but there was no knot.
Dan, so he came to the conclusion that Yang Quan was a monk in the foundation-building stage, so he let out bursts of contemptuous laughter.
"Foundation-building monk?" Yang Quan looked at Taoist Baimei in confusion, but he did not turn around and kept his back to Yang Quan.
"Boy, how long have you been practicing?" Taoist Baimei continued to ask in a contemptuous tone. He now considered himself a senior.
"Then how long have you been practicing?" Yang Quan did not answer, but asked instead.
"I have been a disciple since I was six years old, and now I am sixty-six in eighty. I have practiced for eighty years before reaching my current state!" Taoist Baimei is not angry either. Since he is a senior, he doesn't want to argue with the juniors. The seniors will
He has the bearing of a senior, that’s what Taoist Baimei thinks.
"I've been practicing for almost six months!" Yang Quan did the math, and it was really six months since Shuhun passed on the skills to other people.
"Oh, six months? Are you serious?" Upon hearing this, Taoist Baimei turned around in surprise. Only then did Yang Quan see his true face. This man's facial features were quite regular, but he looked young.
The man's face doesn't look like he said he was eighty-six years old. The only thing that's uncoordinated is his pair of eyebrows.
"Do I need to lie to you?" Yang Quan said lazily.
"I can be considered a genius. It took a full year to reach the foundation building stage, but it only took you six months. Are you still in the late stage of foundation building? What sect are you from?" Taoist Baimei looked at Yang Quan in surprise.
"There is no school, no sect, no teacher, no teacher!" Yang Quan knew that his secrets could not be known to others.
"Is this true?" Taoist Bai Mei started to ramble again.
"Why are you so verbose? You are here to write a challenge, not to comment. I am here to challenge, not to listen to your nagging!" Yang Quan has been rising several levels since yesterday, and his strength has greatly increased, and his self-confidence has also followed.
If the price goes up, it seems that we have no patience.
"You're so brave, you are so smart. You have no knowledge, no sect, no teacher, and you can reach the foundation building stage. I can't bear to kill you. You have to know that it is not easy to practice on such a planet with limited resources. You may not know you and me.
The difference between realms is between heaven and earth. If I want to kill you, I only need one sword!" Taoist Baimei was a little angry, but he seemed to love talents. If the young man opposite him really has no master, then he doesn't know the realm.
The difference is also normal.
"What a loud tone! Are you really that powerful?" Yang Quan became playful. Furthermore, he also wanted to know what was going on in Xiuzhen. After all, he didn't know much about this subject.
"Since you have no teacher to teach you, I will bear with you one more time! I am now in the golden elixir realm. The golden elixir realm is a feng shui ridge of cultivation. A hundred foundation-building monks may not be able to be promoted to a golden elixir monk. The golden elixir realm is
The manifestation of immortality, I will give you a chance now. Remember, this is only one time. Come and kneel down and kowtow to me three times. I will accept you as my disciple. I can teach you how to cultivate. Maybe you will also have the opportunity to advance to the realm of golden elixir.
To prove the Tao, as for the Zhou family, it will be directly merged into the Li family!" Taoist Taoist Baimei gently stroked his beard and smiled faintly.
"Fuck your mother, just come over here!" When Yang Quan heard this, he felt humiliated and instantly got angry.
"Damn it, it's out of love that I have given in to you again and again. I have given you the opportunity, but it's a pity that you gave up. Then go see the King of Hell! Come and die!" Taoist Baimei moved, he
He was completely angry. While speaking, his spiritual consciousness had already locked onto Yang Quan.
Yang Quan reacted instantly. The moment Taoist Bai Mei locked his spiritual consciousness, he also moved at an extremely fast speed.
Taoist Bai Mei flicked out a little bit of true energy with one finger, and the true energy turned into a golden light and shot towards Yang Quan. Yang Quan noticed it instantly and retreated sharply. The golden light hit the ground and exploded like a rocket launcher. A large figure appeared on the rocky ground.
pit.
Yang Quan was horrified and never dared to underestimate the enemy again. It turned out that the Golden elixir monk was so terrifying. He concentrated his mind and fully opened his mind to predict the moves of Taoist Baimei.
"You bastard, you managed to escape. This is simply a shame. A Golden Core cultivator didn't kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator in one move. You really deserve to die. I won't show mercy! Five Thunder Talisman, go!" Taoist Baimei said.
There was a burst of shouting, and a yellow talisman flew out of his sleeve and stuck to Yang Quan.
Yang Quan was shocked and didn't know what this talisman was for, but he definitely didn't dare to let this talisman stick to him, so he quickly dodged, and the talisman kept following him, like a missile, locked on
Own.
Boom! A purple-red lightning shot straight down from the sunny sky and struck at the top of Yang Quan's head. Yang Quan jumped forward, and the lightning struck the sky, leaving a deep pit on the ground.
The bodyguards of the Li family and the Zhou family had never seen a fight of this level. When the first lightning struck, everyone had already run away in fear. This battlefield belonged to two masters.
Boom, boom, boom! Four purple-red lightnings struck down one after another. This was a veritable thunderbolt in the clear sky. However, Yang Quan's agility and mental ability to predict were super strong. He sensed the light even before the lightning's electricity arrived.
, so he avoided them all.
"Ah, damn it, damn it, you little monk is really damned, I will cut you into pieces! White Frost Sword, Ji!" Taoist Baimei was so furious that he couldn't even kill this little monk with the rare Five Thunder Talisman.
He was so humiliated that he opened his mouth and shot his real magic weapon, a flying sword, which was a spiritual weapon at Yang Quan.
There was a swipe! Before Yang Quan could react, the white frost sword had already reflected its shape in his eyes, so fast that even his mind could not predict it.
There was a loud bang, and a dark green sword blocked the White Frost Sword. Yes, it was a Qingfeng Sword. Just as Yang Quan started fighting, he was about to move, but now that Yang Quan was in danger, it broke away from Yang Quan's back.
He opened it and took the initiative to fly out of the Protector, blocking the White Frost Sword.
"Huh, it's so dangerous! I forgot that I also have a sword!" Yang Quan exhaled.
"Huh? You also have a flying sword?" Taoist Baimei frowned, looking at the sword that was twice as big as his own White Frost Sword. After the White Frost Sword was bounced back, it floated in the air, waiting for Taoist Baimei's order.
"My sword is an upper sword. Yours is so small, so it must be a lower sword!" Yang Quan scolded with a smile.
"You bastard, kill me!" Bai Mei heard Yang Quan scolding him and immediately controlled the flying sword again.
"Brother Qingfeng, it's up to you now!" Yang Quan did not move, but shouted towards the Qingfeng sword.
I saw that this Qingfeng Sword seemed to understand people's words, it defused attacks launched by Taoist Baimei one by one, and often found opportunities to attack Taoist Baimei, while Yang Quan lit a cigarette aside, preparing to watch the show.
Like a bystander.
But real onlookers have long been dumbfounded, showing two extremes. The people of the Zhou family have long cheered, while the faces of the people of the Li family have long been distorted. The gods in their minds are no longer so omnipotent at this moment.
Instead, he was struggling against a sword and couldn't seem to gain the upper hand.
"Didn't this kid admit his master to Feijian with a drop of blood? That's right, this kid is so stupid, such a treasure, he didn't even drop a drop of blood to admit his master, haha, God gave me this treasure!" Bai Mei saw that Yang Quan was so leisurely, Feijian couldn't even admit it.
It was not under his control, so he determined that the flying sword had nothing to do with Yang Quan.
"Hahahaha, boy, such a good flying sword met you, an idiot who doesn't know how to shed blood to recognize its owner. This flying sword is mine now. The common man is not guilty, but the jade is guilty, so you must die!"
After saying this, Taoist Baimei suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto his White Frost Sword. The White Frost Sword shone like it was on stimulants and rushed straight towards the Qingfeng Sword, pressing the Qingfeng Sword tightly.
On the stone wall!
"No, how is that possible? Brother Qingfeng, come back!" Yang Quan felt bad, immediately threw away the cigarette and rushed towards Qingfeng Sword.
"It's too late, you die!" Taoist Baimei spurted out another mouthful of blood. He was burning blood essence and his own lifespan. His right hand controlled the white frost sword to firmly suppress the green sharp sword, while his left hand lightly
With a slight push, a huge, tangible and insubstantial Qi palm came over to Yang Quan.
The overwhelming air pressure hit Yang Quan. Yang Quan couldn't move. He seemed to be frozen. With two swipes, Yang Quan's clothes were torn to pieces by the air pressure, leaving only a naked body. Then, Yang Quan's skin
Countless holes were opened, and blood spurted out like pillars. The people of the Zhou family were frightened when they saw this scene, but the people of the Li family were overjoyed. At this moment, Yang Quan was a bloody man, a bloody man waiting for death.
