Although the ability to carve words on wood with his fingers also shows that this Taoist has some skills, wood is not as good as stone. It is not difficult for an ordinary second-rate expert to do this, but Zhuang Zheng, the leader of the Ruijin Banner of the Demon Sect opposite, is a demon.
The leader of the Five Elements Sect Flag Master, and dozens of demon sect masters raided the formation!
Even if a top-notch master comes, he will be scared and run away, trying to retreat with just this one word...
Fang Qiu Shan didn't have any expectations in his heart, but Tang Jiu'er, with a sweet smile on her face, took the piece of wood and said sweetly: "In this case, I will thank Master Ziwu later!"
The Taoist did not speak, but turned around and sat down quietly again, facing the statue and turning his back to everyone, and returned to his lifeless state, as if all the demons in the demon sect outside had ceased to exist.
Tang Jiuer took a step forward and was about to walk out, but Fang Qiushan stopped her and said, "If you really want to go out, you will die if you go out!"
Inside the temple, she can also use the terrain to ambush. When she reaches the open area and faces so many demon sect disciples, her hidden weapons are far less powerful than in the dark.
"Won't you die if you don't get out?"
Tang Jiuer smiled and said: "When they really break it down later, why don't we just wait to die? I see that the master is not a mortal, he will not make fun of his own life, so why not give it a try?"
Three people are in the same room, and with the mentality and methods of people from the Demon Cult, they will never leak anyone.
Besides, Tang Jiuer always felt that he was right. This Taoist must have an unusual origin.
Fang Qiu Shan put down his hand. Although he did not agree with Tang Jiu'er to go out, after all, even the immortal Zhang Sanfeng might not be able to make all the demon sects retreat with just one word.
But what Tang Jiuer said makes sense. If you don't give it a try, you can only wait for death.
A drowning person would want to grab a straw even if he is drowning.
This piece of wood is just like a straw right now.
"Why don't you come out yet..."
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside. Zhuang Zheng couldn't help but frown. If he hadn't estimated that the opponent's hidden weapon was difficult to deal with, and the threat in the dark was more than twice as great as in the open, he would have taken action long ago!
It seems that this ruined Taoist temple must be demolished before these two people can come out!
With this thought in mind, he raised his hand, and just as he was about to issue an order, he heard a "squeak" sound, and the door of the broken Taoist temple was opened.
A charming girl in a red dress with a lively temperament stepped out. She had an ethereal and delicate beauty in the rainy night, and the door was immediately closed.
"Ninth girl?"
Zhuang Zheng smiled and couldn't help but praise: "The two sisters from Shu are well-deserved. It's a pity that the girl's beauty has chosen to be the enemy of our Ming Cult."
"It's a pity that it's not necessarily true. Don't say it so early, Master Zhuang Banner!" Tang Jiuer said calmly.
Although there was a top-notch expert and dozens of demon sect elites opposite her, she did not show any fear at all, as if she had great support in her heart. This made Zhuang Zheng a little dumbfounded!
Could it be that she still has some deadly hidden weapons?
Zhuang Zheng's heart was pounding. After all, the Tibetan lama who died under the opponent's heart-piercing needle a few days ago was a senior monk of the ** Temple, and his martial arts had reached a first-class level. Although he died of a sneak attack and assassination, Tang Tang
After all, the sect is a family of hidden weapons that has been famous for hundreds of years. There are countless sharp hidden weapons in the sect, and the number of masters who have died under its hidden weapons is also countless.
This Miss Tang Jiu is the contemporary jewel of the Tang Sect. Although she is young, there is no guarantee that she has anything to protect her life!
Of course Zhuang Zheng didn't want to die. He was alert in his heart, but said calmly: "If Miss Ninth doesn't want to fight with us, that's fine. She just needs to follow me back to Guangmingding and live there for a year and a half."
, then you can let the girl go down the mountain!"
"Then I have another companion?" Tang Jiuer asked.
"Is it the male disciple of the Emei Sect?"
Zhuang Zheng smiled and said: "My Ming Cult is only willing to give the Tang Sect some face. As for the Emei Sect, we have to rely on our skills to speak for ourselves."
Since Buddhism and Taoism discussed martial arts three years ago, all the biggest enemies of Mingjiao have disappeared. The White-browed Eagle King has worked hard and successfully merged the two major sects of Tianying Sect and Mingjiao.
The mortal enemy, the Miejie Master, has gone down the mountain to kill Mingjiao masters too many times, and has always been regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Mingjiao. How could Zhuang Zheng let the Emei disciples go?
"Then it seems that I will not be lucky enough to see the scenery of Guangdong."
Tang Jiuer smiled brightly and charmingly, and said: "But the owner of this place said that he wanted to give the Zhuang Banner Master a gift. The Zhuang Banner Master will definitely retreat when he sees it."
"Ask me to stay away? Could it be a real sword?" Zhuang Zheng said disdainfully.
If Master Zhang were still alive, he would definitely turn around and leave after seeing the Zhenwu Sword. However, Master Zhang has already ascended and passed away. In this life, in addition to the White-browed Eagle King's Sky Eagle Order, it is also the emperor's imperial edict, and he will not raise his eyelids.
one time.
"The banner owner will know it at a glance."
Tang Jiuer confidently handed over the thing in his hand. Zhuang Zheng's muscles were still tense at first, fearing that the little girl would use her strength to use some powerful hidden weapon. However, when he saw what he saw, it was just a piece of rotten wood, and he immediately dropped most of his vigilance.
He tore off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it around his skin, carefully took the piece of wood, and looked at it carefully. He saw that it was just an ordinary piece of rotten wood. Apart from a word carved in the middle, there seemed to be nothing special about it. He couldn't help but sneered: "Just
With this thing, I also want Zhuang to... Huh?!"
His tone suddenly rose, and his expression suddenly changed!
I saw the person with a solemn expression staring intently at the powerful seal characters carved on it, observing every stroke on it.
The simple "Back" character, when viewed separately, has nothing remarkable except for the vigorous and powerful strokes. However, if you put them together, every stroke seems to be alive, like stars in the night sky, dotted with stars.
The bright sky is like the sunset over a long river, the sky is vast and vast.
Vaguely, Zhuang Zheng seemed to see a mighty sword intention with hidden edge. Under that sword intention, his whole body was filled with coldness!
Extremely expert!
In this broken Taoist temple, there is actually a master who understands the meaning of the sword!
He couldn't help but tremble all over. He knew the terror of top masters best, because in the Ming Cult, the four Dharma Kings, the Second Envoy of Light, and the leader of Yang Dingtian were all top masters in the world!
However, over the years, the leader of the religion has died, the Dharma King has withered, and the two envoys on the left and right have died or disappeared. The Five Sans and the Five Elements Banner Masters are still the Five Sans and the Five Elements Banner Masters, and have never filled the vacancies of the Dharma King and the Light Messenger. The reason for this is
It’s because their martial arts can’t reach the pinnacle!
That was a watershed. At that level, one person's power was enough to deal with the combined efforts of several top-notch masters. Not to mention, hidden within this Taoist temple was a superb swordsman who understood the meaning of the sword and was extremely good at killing!
These people are tied together, and they are afraid that if they go up, they will only die!
Thinking of this, Zhuang Zheng took a deep look at the Taoist temple. It was just that the rainy night was dark, and the door to the hall was closed in the distance. Even though he had deep inner strength and amazing eyesight, he could see through the rain curtain, but he could not penetrate the door.
, take a clear look at the scene inside the palace.
"retreat!"
Without any hesitation, Zhuang Zheng gave a cold shout, and a group of elite golden flags retreated towards the outside of the hall, just as they came, but in a blink of an eye, they all disappeared in the rain curtain, and no trace was seen again!
Seeing this scene, Tang Jiuer took a deep breath, as if she had let go of a heavy worry. Her beautiful face was filled with relaxed joy, and it was obvious that her heart was not at peace just now.
"I'm really gone..."
She looked back at the closed door of the main hall, becoming more and more curious about the origin and identity of that Taoist. To scare away the leader of the Five Elements Flag of the Demon Sect with one word, even her old man could not do this!
"gone?!"
Fang Qiushan, who was lying in front of the door and peeking, widened his eyes and looked outside with disbelief.
Tang Jiuer clearly did nothing. He only took out the piece of rotten wood with the word "Retreat" written on it. The owner of the Ruijin Flag, the leader of the Five Elements Flag of the Demon Sect, retreated like this?!
In the whole world, I am afraid that except for the token of the leader of the Ming Cult, no one can make the leader of the Ruijin Flag act like this!
However, it was really a piece of rotten wood. He saw with his own eyes that this man picked it up from the ground and wrote the word "retreat" on it.
Except for the charm of swordsmanship, there is nothing special about the word "retreat". How can the dignified owner of the Ruijin Flag escape without hesitation?
He froze on the spot, with a look of shock on his face, and various thoughts intertwined in his mind.
It wasn't until Tang Jiu'er outside called the door that he woke up and hurriedly opened the door to let Tang Jiu'er in.
"They just retreated like this?"
Fang Qiushan asked still puzzled.
"Retired, thanks to the words written by senior!"
Tang Jiu'er's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. She looked at the green-robed Taoist, stepped forward and bowed, and said with gratitude: "Jiu'er thanks senior for saving his life."
At this time, Master Ziwu did not look back, but sighed softly and said: "The world is so miserable."
Immediately, the breath returned to silence, as if he had fallen into meditation again.
How miserable the world is!
These four short words gave Tang Jiuer an inexplicable sense of sadness and desolation in his heart, and he also felt a great sadness and heaviness.
In a daze, she recalled all the wonderful years she spent in Tangjiabao when she was a child. Although there were some happy moments during her experience in the world, wherever she went, she was always involved in blood, either actively or passively.
In the rainy wind, not only others died, but oneself was also injured from time to time.
She felt a little homesick in her heart, but more of it felt distressed.
My heart aches for Taoist Priest Ziwu who lives in seclusion in the mountains, spending time with birds and beasts.
What kind of experience can make this master who can scare away the masters of the Demon Cult with just one word avoid the world and allow his extraordinary skills to remain silent in the world?
Although I don’t understand what kind of kung fu and special skills it took to make Zhuang Zheng retreat at the first word, there is no doubt that Master Ziwu in front of me is a master.
Tang Jiuer wanted to ask a question, but the other party was obviously unwilling to say more, and she couldn't force her to speak, as that would be too rude.
In such a silent atmosphere, the night rain outside soon stopped, but the master of the Demon Cult never came again.
It's time to separate...
But who is he?
Tang Jiuer stood up and said, "Brother Fang, it's time to hit the road."
Although the road was muddy due to rain, it was not easy to travel, but if the news was conveyed a moment earlier, the people in Jinling would have been prepared a moment earlier.
Besides, what if the masters of the Demon Cult leave and come back again?
Fang Qiushan stood up without hesitation, saluted the Taoist, and said: "Master Ziwu, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If we escape this time, if you, senior, have something to do in the future, Fang will go through fire and water.
Don’t hesitate!”
"The same is true for my Tang family."
Tang Jiuer stared straight at the back of the green-robed Taoist with a pair of bright eyes, and said: "Master, if you are afraid of revenge from the demon sect, or if you have any enemies in the world, you can tell us frankly. Even if we can't solve it, you can also
It may be helpful to seek help from the teacher."
Knowing the opponent's enemy, one can roughly deduce the origin of Taoist Ziwu. After all, there are very few masters like this in the world.
Besides being curious, Tang Jiuer also sincerely wanted to help the Taoist in front of him.
The Taoist neither stood up nor spoke, as if he had never heard the words of the two of them.
Seeing this, a trace of disappointment flashed across Tang Jiuer's eyes. The two of them each bowed and then left.
The journey was extremely smooth, and by dawn, the nearest big city was already in sight.
"Once you enter the city, you can ask people to deliver messages, or you can fly pigeons to deliver messages. You and I don't have to travel thousands of miles anymore." Tang Jiuer said with a smile.
Fang Qiu Shan also nodded relaxedly. Being chased by the Demon Cult along the way was really extremely dangerous.
…
In a cave, the people of Mingjiao who were waiting for the good news to come, saw Zhuang Zheng entering, and they all gathered around him.
The leader was a man in a white shirt, holding a folding fan, with a casual expression. He looked to be no more than forty years old, but his eyes were like cold electricity, radiating with energy and awe-inspiring momentum. It was obvious that he was no ordinary mediocre person.
"Greetings to the young leader!"
When Zhuang Zheng saw the man in white shirt, he immediately bowed to him and looked respectful.
"Where is the person? Has he been caught?!"
Beside the man in white shirt, a thin monk asked anxiously, but it was Peng Yingyu, one of the five disciples of Mingjiao. As for the man in white shirt, who was called the young leader, it goes without saying that he was that
The legitimate son of the White-browed Eagle King is Yin Yewang.
In the past twenty years, he has gained a good reputation in the world. It is said that his martial arts skills are as high as those of the Eagle King. However, he has been replacing Nai's father in the Southeast Sky Eagle Sect and rarely moves around in the world.
After the two religions merged in 2000, they gradually got out of it.
"My subordinates are incompetent, so I told those two people to get away." Zhuang Zheng said to Yin Yewang with a look of shame on his face.
"Escaped?"
Monk Peng said angrily: "With the martial arts of those two people, can they still escape from you, Master Zhuang? Is it possible that the girl from the Tang family has some powerful hidden weapons hidden away?"
"Monk Peng, what do you mean?"
Seeing that his tone was unkind, Zhuang Zheng could not bear it. He immediately stood up and said, "If you think I intend to get away from them, you can chase after them yourself!"
"you……"
"alright."
Peng Yingyu was about to have an attack, but King Yin Ye raised his hand to suppress it. The young leader of Mingjiao said calmly: "Just leave, it's no big deal. I'll just capture him again. However, the two of them
What method was used to escape? Please tell me, the banner owner."
"I'm ashamed to say that my subordinates were simply scared away."
Zhuang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "Beside those two people, there is a top swordsman in the world."
The ultimate swordsman!
Everyone present was shocked. They were all too familiar with the style of a superb swordsman. Back then, most of the masters of the Ming Cult died under the sword of one person!
"Yes, he is an excellent swordsman!!"
Zhuang Zheng took out a piece of rotten wood from his pocket and said, "Please, Young Master, check it."