Chapter 558 The storm is coming, the evil tiger in the barren mountain! (Supplementary)
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Huhu~
In the sky, white cranes fluttered their wings. In the darkening sky, Zhao Xuan drove the cranes and landed on the top of the barren mountain.
"teacher!"
Shaking the whisk lightly, Zhao Xuanyi bowed slightly:
"The old man of truth has entered the northwest city. Yang Yu went out of the city thirty miles to greet him with a very respectful attitude..."
On the top of the barren mountain, Taoist Yunni stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the huge city a hundred miles away, like a giant beast lying down, and couldn't help but sigh:
"A Taoist Martial Saint, a peerless figure, ended up like this just because of a single thought. It is really sad and lamentable..."
There are very few people in ancient times and modern times who were born as non-believers and cultivated as martial saints. Those who have achieved such an achievement like Zhenyan Taoist can even be said to be earth-shattering.
His practice thirty years ago is still inferior to what he practiced now.
If it had not been for his misfortune, I am afraid that he would be a peerless hero who could compete with Zhang Xuanba, Black Mountain Old Demon, Fan Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, Hong Sun Dharma King and others for the number one spot in the world.
But...
Zhao Xuanyi shook his head slightly:
"Given his relationship with Prince Zhao, if he quietly recites Taoist scriptures in the mountains, who can harm him at all? If he dares to go out of the mountains, he must be prepared to face the consequences..."
Thirty years ago, the imperial court purged the rivers and lakes, cut down mountains and destroyed temples. At that time, Zhang Xuanba, with his unparalleled victory, was admired by the world.
The Buddhist forces led by Big Chan Temple, Wuliang Sect, and Lanke Temple, the Jianghu forces headed by Zhujian Villa, and the Taoist forces headed by Xuankong Mountain all retreated one after another.
Like Jade Dragon Temple, it is really...
"Perhaps this is his calamity?"
Taoist Yunni narrowed his eyes slightly, and an inexplicable look appeared on his half-withered and half-glorious face:
"I heard that immortals and Buddhas have five degenerations, three disasters and nine disasters. In a sense, people like me have already escaped from the category of mortals. It's really a calamity, maybe..."
On the top of the mountain, the master and the disciples were talking wordlessly. Not long after, several more flying eagles flew from the distance, and several Taoists landed one after another.
"Teacher, the masters from the six sects led by Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong have arrived hundreds of miles away..."
"Master Li of the Jin Yiwei came from Qingzhou and will arrive soon. Wang Muzhi is suspected to have been captured by him, and Yu Jing is missing..."
"The masters from the East and West factories should also have come to the Northwest Road, but they are nowhere to be found..."
"Half a quarter of an hour ago, traces of Taoist Lin were found in the wasteland. He is suspected of going to the northwest city..."
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Several Taoists spoke concisely and comprehensively, reporting information from all parties.
"It seems that His Majesty is really angry this time. In addition to stationing in the Divine Capital, Wanlong Road, tracking the Liansheng Cult, and supervising the 'Tie Hengliu', all the experts that the imperial court can use have probably come to the Northwest Road...
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Zhao Xuanyi sighed slightly:
"Who would have expected that a little beggar who came from a small town near Guan Guan would grow up to what he is now in ten years..."
"This is a change of nature."
Taoist Yunni stretched out his hand, and the ubiquitous air flow gathered and swirled around his fingertips.
Heaven changes!
Taoist Yunni sighed in his heart.
In the past three thousand years, there have been people with unparalleled talents who have dominated the world in just a few decades. However, there has not been one such person for hundreds of thousands of years.
However, in this world, there is more than one.
Zhang Xuanba, Black Mountain Old Demon, Brahma Ruyi, Mu Qingliu, Red Sun Dharma King, Zhenyan Taoist... These existences, except for those in this world, have been unparalleled heroes in any era in ancient and modern times.
But now, they can coexist!
Not only that, there are also rising stars emerging one after another. A little further away, there is the little overlord 'Qi Daoguang', the little overlord 'Yilong', and a little closer, there is this decapitation knife.
It is said that Lanke Temple also had a Buddhist son who became enlightened as a young man and shocked all the Buddha statues...
Why is this so?
Probably because today’s world is about to undergo unprecedented changes.
"I'm afraid these people are all waiting for you to take action."
Zhao Xuanyi felt clear in his heart.
The defeat of Meng Hanguang shocked both the government and the public. All the imperial masters who came to the Northwest Road this time changed their expressions. Including him, how many people dared to confront the decapitating knife?
Duan Qilong, Meng Hanguang, Ma Longtu, Zhang Xuanyi, the great Zen master Xujing...
This young hero truly became famous by stepping on the corpses and reputations of countless great masters!
"Perhaps, not only are we waiting for our master to take action, but we are also waiting for 'Nie Longtian' to arrive..."
Taoist Yun Ni carelessly kneaded the air in his palm, with a faint light in his eyes:
"However, if the truth is not gone, I'm afraid he won't show up. Neither he nor I are willing to bear the death blow of a peerless martial saint..."
Who is a true preacher?
That was a peerless figure who could sit down and talk with Zhang Xuanba, King of Zhao of the West Prefecture, and even persuade the latter to return to Linlong Dao.
Even if he is seriously injured and dying, and has been unable to move forward for thirty years, who would dare to do something to him before he dies?
"If this old man can protect him from the wind and rain, not to mention, in another twenty years, this young prodigy born as a beggar will be unstoppable..."
Looking at the northwest road in the distance, Zhao Xuanyi also had complicated thoughts:
"Fortunately, he is dying."
"Yeah, he's going to die...huh?!"
Before the words were spoken, Taoist Yunni's heart suddenly jumped. He looked around and saw that under the dark sky, above the important city in the northwest.
It seems that there is an ancient pine with its branches stretched out, and an old man with white beard and hair stands under the ancient pine, looking here from a distance, looking at each other...
"This is……"
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boom!
The electric snake and thunder dragon raged through the sky, illuminating the dark clouds that surged like a sea of ink.
A heavy downpour was approaching, and the eagle flying high in the sky screamed in fear and swooped down.
"grown ups……"
Several masters of the six gates looked miserable, and protected Meng Hanguang, who had sealed his acupoints, limbs, and zhenqi, under the zhengang.
"Mr. Lin, I'm afraid it's raining a lot. Your injury is so serious that you can't stand the wind and rain..."
The dark-skinned man said in a deep voice.
"Not far away, there seems to be a mountain temple. Let's go and rest there for a while."
Lin Zhou took a quick glance and saw a dilapidated temple in the mountains and forests with the help of lightning.
Phew!
The flying eagle reacted quickly and even faster, fluttering its wings and fluttering, and in just a moment, it had arrived in front of the mountain temple.
"Is there anyone?"
Glancing at the faint firelight in the mountain temple, Lin Zhou gestured slightly.
The remaining people nodded, jumped off the eagle, and went inside to investigate. After a while, a group of herb collectors were driven out.
"Everyone, we have commandeered this temple!"
Lin Zhou threw over two taels of broken silver and carried Meng Hanguang, who could not move, into the mountain temple.
"Sir! The rain will arrive at a moment's notice, and we have nowhere to go. We just want to find a corner to take shelter from the rain. We will not disturb the adults..."
After receiving the broken silver, several herbal collectors smiled bitterly and begged.
"roll!"
He breathed out his true energy, knocking several people to the ground, and several six-door masters turned around and entered the temple.
"Cough, cough cough~"
The bonfire was raised, and Meng Hanguang was awakened by a few people. He coughed slightly and looked very ugly.
After several months of non-stop, Feiying has left Longyuan, northwest, and is about to cross the Ding'an Road, but the faint soul chain still exists!
"Yang prison!"
Meng Hanguang gritted his teeth, reset his broken hands and feet, and crossed his knees with difficulty. While healing, he couldn't help but think about how to cut off the chain.
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked towards the temple door.
"This group is just herbal collectors, no threat at all."
Lin Zhou explained.
"Your vigilance is too poor. These herb collectors are cold and have no heat. The temples they have stayed in are full of the filthy smell from the mouths of ferocious beasts..."
Meng Hanguang squinted his eyes slightly and swallowed a few pills without leaving a trace:
"How could it be a human?"
Jam!
Just as thunder and lightning broke through the night clouds, the hearts of several experts from the Six Doors jumped, but they saw these herb collectors, all of them with pale faces, white eyes, and strange and ferocious smiles.
And that breath has no vitality at all.
"Ghost?!"
Meng Hanguang's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered the dossier records.
There are many legends about demons among the people, but the only ones that have been included in the classics are the records of Bodhidharma of Zen Buddhism who surrendered to tigers more than 2,000 years ago.
However, he always thought that this was left behind deliberately by the monks from the Big Toad Temple in order to praise their ancestor...
'Could it be that there is actually an evil tiger that has obtained the Tao Fruit in this mountain?!'
The dream contains bright thoughts flashing through.
Lin Zhou and the others had already fled out of the temple. As their true energy surged, large amounts of rain mixed with blood flew everywhere. In less than a moment, they had killed these non-human and non-ghost things.
But when he suddenly turned around, his breathing was stagnant:
"grown ups!"
Lin Zhou's voice became extremely sharp.
The electric snake streaked across the sky. On this barren mountain, there was no dilapidated mountain temple. What was there was only a ferocious tiger head as big as a house!
The dream contains light, and it falls into the tiger's mouth!
Roar!
The fiercely boiling true energy went wild. At the critical moment, Meng Hanguang came out of the tiger's mouth and heard an earth-shattering tiger roar that echoed through the rainy night.
"This this……"
Several six-door experts broke out in cold sweat.
As the electric light flashed, I could see the ferocity of this ferocious tiger. It roared furiously, a fishy wind blew across the land, and large swaths of rainwater seemed to be beating down like a ferocious hidden weapon.
The iron tail swept across, and the huge stone weighing thousands of pounds was hammered into powder.
A frightening amount of blood energy spread across his body, evaporating the cold night rain into water vapor that filled the sky.
"Demon!"
When several people exclaimed.
Meng Hanguang had already dragged his seriously wounded body to attack. He fell to the ground like a cannonball among the lightning and flints, smashing large pieces of sand into pieces, and staggered back.
"Roar!"
The evil tiger does not retreat but advances, roaring furiously, and is about to kill it.
"What a beast!"
Meng Hanguang coughed up blood and retreated. Before he could suppress his injuries and strike again, he heard a long and long-lasting roar in the rainy night.
Boom!
Lightning and thunder snakes dance across the sky.
An arrogant figure descended from top to bottom, as fast as a running dragon, carrying the wind, thunder, rain and lightning as it descended, knocking the evil tiger off the cliff, causing boulders to roll and flash floods to erupt.
"Uncle Master!"
Seeing the person coming, all the masters from the six gates felt relieved, except Meng Hanguang who gave a bitter smile.
"The world has really changed. How can such a beast be able to obtain the fruit of enlightenment and recognize his master?"
The big man glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were like lightning, his voice was like thunder, and the ground shook as he stepped, chasing the colorful tiger that was roaring crazily.
"After I get rid of this worm, I'll take care of you, this loser!"
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