Qiyun Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and the secret and dangerous areas inside are rich in products and rare treasures emerge in endlessly. Taisu Immortal Palace suppresses one party with the power of the Earthly Sect, and the teachings have been passed down for many years, and the scenery is infinite.
It's just that in recent years, this kind of scenery, in the eyes of caring people, has become just a pile of tattered cotton wool to fill the facade.
Looking at the endless and beautiful mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion. There have been so many storms in the world, and even as powerful as the Dipin Sect, it has been reduced to the point where it is regarded as a piece of food.
Although the number of one hundred and eight Tiangang and Disha second-grade sects remains unchanged, taking the Tianpin sects as an example, unless the era is turbulent, even the change of imperial court will not have any impact.
Often, the change of dynasties is accompanied by the decline of earth-level sects, and the strong rise of human-level sects takes their place, and may even affect the heaven-level sects, but it rarely happens.
Nowadays, although the Song Dynasty has repeatedly suffered defeats in the battles with demons and barbarians, it is generally quite peaceful. However, Taisu Immortal Palace has exhausted its luck and is inactive. It only relies on a late half-sage to support its facade. It is no wonder that it has attracted attention. Come and take a peek.
The majestic black jade cloud boat suddenly appeared and docked halfway up the mountain. You could see the white jade mountain gate looming in the clouds and mist, with the four words "Tai Su Immortal Palace" written on it.
"At the gate of the Immortal Palace, whoever comes is stopped!"
Eight female crowns wearing white plain robes, holding silver-white long swords, floating in the dust, coldly scolding.
But if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is anger hidden in the eyes of the eight beautiful women.
When they saw Wu Ming and Li Laishou walking off the Yunzhou boat, their expressions all changed, and they were so angry that they turned around and surrounded Wu Ming, scolding him coldly, "How dare you hurt the people of my Immortal Palace, you bold thieves?"
Obviously, they knew Li Laishou!
Wu Ming was surprised. The eight female champions seemed to be standing in scattered positions, which actually gave him a rather uncomfortable feeling. It seemed that no matter where he stood, he would be attacked by most of them at the same time, and they would be attacked from both sides.
Obviously, even if this is not a formation, it is also a combined attack martial art!
In recent years, Wu Ming has entered many mountain gates, but this is the first time he has seen such extraordinary martial arts from the gatekeepers. It is indeed true that even if the Dipin Sect has declined, its heritage is still there!
When he thought of this, Wu Ming reached out and patted Li Laishou on the shoulder to stop him from talking. However, in the eyes of the eight female champions, it was clear that he was holding hostages and did not take Taisu Immortal Palace seriously.
"Bold maniac, be captured quickly and without mercy!"
A female crown leader shook the sword in her hand and scolded.
"Sisters, have you misunderstood?"
Wu Ming was calm and composed, smiling and saying.
"The thief dares to speak dirty words. Junior sisters, please take this animal and hand it over to Junior Sister Jingyi. Be careful not to hurt Mr. Li!"
The leading female crown was furious and gave an order. The other female crowns followed each other with mysterious footwork. Layers upon layers of them, silhouettes of people floated all over the sky, and countless sword rays were directed toward Wu Ming.
At first he only felt uncomfortable, but now the pressure suddenly doubled. Wu Ming became more and more interested in this, but he did not lose his composure at all. For him, the eight ordinary innate warriors did not pose a threat even if they had formations or combined attack martial arts to suppress the formation. .
Wu Ming casually sent Li Laishou out of the standing circle, took a step forward, dodged the sharp swords coming from behind, left and right, stretched out his right hand like lightning, flicked his fingers, and a cry of surprise came out amidst the crisp clang of the sword.
Bang!
I saw a female crowned woman with a pretty face pale, her beautiful eyes full of shock, staggering out of the sword light range, and the sword in her hand was twisted and bent at a weird angle.
When he looked again, Wu Ming was like a dragon, walking leisurely in the sword light. From time to time, he would flick his fingers, and a female crown would step back with an exclamation.
In the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of four or five people were destroyed, all by Wu Ming's finger!
"Stop, stop!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leading female crown quickly called for her sisters to retreat. Although she was defeated, she still protected Li Laishou and stared at Wu Mingdao cautiously, "Who are you? Tell me your name quickly, otherwise my uncle
Once you come, I will make sure you can’t come and go!”
"My Excellency Wu Ziming, I met this old gentleman who was injured on the way, and took him to your sect on the way. I heard that Taisu Immortal Palace is a famous and upright sect. I saw this kind of hospitality today, and I was..."
Wu Ming bowed his hands and teased in a pointed way.
"you……"
The leading female crown blushed and realized that she had blamed the wrong person, but she still looked at Li Laishou with vigilance and said, "Mr. Li, is what he said true?"
"Xiangu, it's true. If the little old man had not been rescued by the prince, I would have died in the hands of the He family's thieves!"
Li Laishou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said sadly.
"Ah, your cultivation..."
Only then did the first female crown realize that Li Laishou's body was empty of true energy and he was much weaker than an ordinary old man.
After hearing this, all the female crowns were filled with indignation, chattering about how the He family had gone too far in bullying others, and were determined to help him seek justice, but they left Wu Ming aside.
Wu Ming didn't push him, he just stood aside with a smile and glanced around casually, as if he was looking at the scenery.
"Who is acting recklessly in front of my Taisu Immortal Palace?"
It wasn't until a quick sound broke through the air, accompanied by a cold rebuke, and the surrounding woods roared in the strong wind, and the clouds and mist dispersed, that the female crowns came back to their senses.
"Uncle Yuanzhen!"
Wu Ming looked intently, but he saw a middle-aged female crown, holding a dusty sword in her hand. She stepped tens of feet in one step, and in the blink of an eye she came closer. She had two eyebrows as tall as swords, and her face was quite majestic.
There was a misunderstanding, so he bowed his hand and said, "I met the real person in Wu Ziming. This trip was to escort the servants of the Immortal Palace. It just happened to be a meeting!"
"Uncle Master, I am blessed!"
All the female crowns hurriedly came forward to greet them. After the first female crown finished speaking, she asked Li Laishou to speak again.
"It turns out that King Wu is here!"
Yuan Zhen waved the dust in return and said with a cold face, "Please forgive me, King Wu. The Immortal Palace has many affairs now and it is inconvenient to entertain guests. Since the prince is passing by, please do so!"
"Fairy aunt!"
Li Laishou was shocked, and even the female crowns were a little puzzled.
"You are just a servant of the Immortal Palace, how can you speak?"
Yuan Zhen raised his eyebrows and scolded harshly, then casually shook away the dust.
"Be bold!"
Wu Ming raised his sword eyebrows and struck out with a palm from afar. A sound like a mighty wave came out with the force of his palm.
Bang!
Yuan Zhen's complexion changed slightly, and he took advantage of the situation and changed his moves. He struck out with one palm, and when the two palms overlapped, there was a thunderous explosion.
But what made everyone change their minds was that Yuan Zhen, a second-level master, was so shocked that he took three steps back. Although Wu Ming took one step back, he was able to make a judgment!
"You want to die?"
Wu Ming said coldly.
Others might not be able to tell, but with his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Li Laishou couldn't bear that casual brush. Yuan Zhen was a master, and there was no way he couldn't see what kind of physical condition Li Laishou was in now.
"you……"
Yuan Zhen's threatening words were suppressed by a wave of evil energy, and his expression changed one after another.
Along the way from Hezhou, countless masters died at the hands of Wu Ming, and the evil aura on their bodies was so strong that even long-standing gangsters who had killed many people would be frightened.
After all, most of the people they killed were ordinary people or weak people, but those who died in Wu Ming's hands were all of the same level or powerful enemies. They were not the same at all!
"Uncle Master, is there any misunderstanding?"
The leader, Nu Guan, said boldly.
"In front of Taisu Immortal Palace, it's not your turn to act arrogantly!"
Yuan Zhen glared at her fiercely, looking at her cowering and fearful look, he seemed to have regained some confidence, and then said coldly.
"joke!"
Wu Ming took a step forward proudly, looked at Yuan Zhen condescendingly, and said coldly, "When will it be your turn to give orders in Taisu Immortal Palace? Or are all the disciples of Immortal Palace like this?"
Although I don’t know why Yuan Zhen killed Li Laishou, but since he did it, there is nothing to be polite about.
So what about half-saints?
In front of the Holy Lord, Wu Ming dared to play tricks. He really didn't take seriously a half-saint who was about to die and had half his foot in the coffin!
Of course, I won’t provoke him if I can. After all, he is a semi-saint of the Earthly Sect. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if he is not in awe, he should be fearful!
"You...you dare to spit on others?"
Yuan Zhenqi's burning anger was just a result of years of practicing Taoism, and he couldn't find any useful words to retaliate.
It's a pity that Wu Ming has never been afraid of anyone, let alone lost. He immediately sneered and said: "I kindly sent people back to the fairy palace, forget it without even drinking a cup of tea. How dare you, a witch?
If you kill someone in front of me, do you really think that I am a fool?
Who gave you the courage? The He family?"
"Xiangu, you..."
Li Laishou looked at Yuan Zhen in disbelief. He absolutely believed Wu Ming's words, but it really didn't make sense that Yuan Zhen wanted to kill him!
"Did the prince misunderstand?"
Although Wu Ming was a little angry at Wu Ming's talk, the truth still had to be said, and the female crowns didn't know who to turn to.
"You are such a sharp-tongued junior. I am teaching my servants a lesson. When will it be your turn as an outsider to interrupt?"
Yuan Zhen said angrily.
"Hmph! As the saying goes, help people to the end, send Buddha to the west, and draw your sword to help when there is injustice on the way. This is the right thing to do."
Wu Ming snorted coldly, extremely domineering, and said proudly, "Even if you don't admit it, he was saved by me, and I will decide whether he lives or dies!"
"you……"
Yuan Zhen was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
In front of the Taoist sect, there is nothing more embarrassing than saying that you are sending Buddha to the West!
Dang Dang!
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around with a look of shock on his face. A rapid and melodious sound of bells spread for hundreds of miles, and vague cloud shadows flew down from the top of the mountain.
"Welcome bell!"
The female crowns exclaimed.
When I looked again, I saw two groups of cranes that were several feet in size. On them stood eight Taoist nuns in green cloud-colored robes. There was another nun sitting at the front, who arrived in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing the person coming, Yuan Zhen's complexion suddenly turned pale. Without waiting for him to get closer, he bowed his head and shouted: "Disciple Yuan Zhen, pay homage to my uncle!"
Wu Ming saw clearly that the woman's back was soaked with cold sweat and her shoulders were shaking slightly!
But he had no intention of appreciating it at all. Instead, he looked cautiously at the woman who was about thirty years old, but had a pair of eyes that could see through the vicissitudes of the world, and was wearing a cloud-white Taoist robe.
Whether it is the female crown guardian of the mountain or Li Laishou, they have already knelt down and worshiped on the ground. Only Wu Ming is as tall as a pine, standing proudly! (To be continued)