The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 164 Sword Intent
The two couldn't believe it.

Although carving words on the wood with fingers shows that this Taoist has some skills, but wood is not as good as stone, and it is not difficult for ordinary second-rate masters to do this, but Zhuang Zheng, the leader of the Demon Sect's sharp gold banner on the opposite side, is a demon. The leader of the Five Elements Banner Sect, there are dozens of Demon Sect masters in the battle!

Even if a top-notch master comes, I'm afraid he will run away in fright, wanting to retreat with just this one word...

Fang Qiushan didn't expect much in her heart, but Tang Jiu'er, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, took the piece of wood and said softly, "If that's the case, I'll thank Master Ziwu later!"

The Taoist didn't speak, but turned around and sat down quietly again, facing the god statue and turning his back to the crowd, and regained that deadly state of silence, as if all the demon leaders outside the Demon Sect had ceased to exist.

Tang Jiuer took a step and wanted to go outside, but Fang Qiushan stopped her and said, "You really want to go out. If you go out, you will die!"

In the temple, she can use the terrain to ambush, but in an open area, facing so many demon disciples, her hidden weapons are far less powerful than in the dark.

"Won't you die if you don't go out?"

Tang Jiu'er showed a smile and said: "They will really take it apart later, we should wait to die, I see that the master is not a mortal, he will not make fun of his own life, why not let's give it a go?"

The three of them were in the same room, and with the xinxing means of the people of the Demon Cult, no one would be leaked.

Besides, Tang Jiu'er always felt that he was right. This Taoist must have an unusual background.

Fang Qiushan put down his hand, although he did not agree with Tang Jiu'er going out, after all, he only wanted to make all the devils retreat with just one word, even the immortal Zhang Sanfeng might not be able to do it.

But what Tang Jiuer said was also reasonable, if he didn't try, he could only wait for death.

A drowning person wants to catch even a straw.

This piece of wood is just such a straw right now.

"Aren't you coming out yet..."

After waiting for a long time, but there was no movement inside, Zhuang Zheng couldn't help frowning. If he hadn't estimated that the opponent's hidden weapon was difficult to deal with, and hiding in the dark was more than twice as threatening as the bright one, he would have done it long ago!

It seems that the two of them will come out only after demolishing this Taoist temple!
With this in mind, he raised his hand, and just as he was about to issue an order, he heard a 'squeak', and the door of the broken Taoist temple was opened.

A girl in a red dress with a charming temperament and agility stepped out. In the rainy night, there was an ethereal and delicate beauty, and the door closed immediately.

"Nine girls?"

Zhuang Zheng smiled, and couldn't help but praise: "The twin sisters in Shuzhong, the reputation is well-deserved, the girl's appearance, but she chooses to be the enemy of my Mingjiao, it's a pity."

"It's a pity that it's not certain, Zhuang Banner, don't say so early!" Tang Jiu'er said calmly.

Although there was a top-notch master and dozens of demon cult elites on the opposite side, she never showed a single iota of fear, as if she really had a great support in her heart. This time, Zhuang Zheng was a little dumbfounded!

Could it be that she still has some deadly hidden weapon?
Zhuang Zheng was beating drums in his heart. After all, the Tibetan lama who died under the needle piercing the other side's heart a few days ago was an eminent monk in the ** Temple, and his martial arts had reached the first-class level. After all, the sect is a family of hidden weapons that has been famous in the world for hundreds of years. There are countless sharp hidden weapons in the sect, and it is also difficult to count the masters who died under its hidden weapons.

This Miss Tang Jiu is the jewel in the palm of the Tang Sect. Although she is young, it is impossible to guarantee that she has anything to save her life!
Of course Zhuang Zheng didn't want to die, he was vigilant in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "If Miss Nine doesn't want to fight with me, it's okay, just follow me back to Guangmingding, and live for a year or so , then you can let the girl go down the mountain!"

"Then I have another companion?" Tang Jiu'er asked.

"Is that the male disciple of the Emei School?"

Zhuang Zheng said with a smile: "My Mingjiao is only willing to give Tangmen some face. If the Emei Sect speaks, they have to rely on their own skills."

Since Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts were discussed three years ago, the biggest enemies of Mingjiao have all disappeared. The White-browed Eagle King has worked hard and successfully merged the two major sects of Tianyingjiao and Mingjiao. The mortal enemy, Miejueshi went down the mountain too many times to kill Mingjiao masters, 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 am not blessed to see the scenery of Mingding."

Tang Jiu'er smiled brightly and charmingly, she said: "However, the owner of this place said that he wanted to give Zhuang Banner a gift, and Zhuang Banner will definitely back away when he sees him."

"Tell me to stay away? Could it be a real martial arts sword?!" Zhuang Zheng said disdainfully.

If Master Zhang was still alive, he would definitely turn around and leave when he saw the Zhenwu Sword. a bit.

"The owner of Zhuang Banner knows it at a glance."

Tang Jiu'er passed the things in his hands with confidence. Zhuang Zheng's muscles were tense at first, fearing that the little girl would use some powerful hidden weapons by chance, but what he saw was just a piece of rotten wood, and he immediately let go of most of his vigilance.

He tore off a piece of his clothes, wrapped it around his skin, took the wood carefully, and examined it carefully. He saw that it was just an ordinary piece of rotten wood. Except for a word carved in the middle, there seemed to be nothing special about it. He couldn't help but sneered and said, "Just With this thing, I also want Zhuang to...Huh?!"

His tone suddenly rose, and his face suddenly changed!
I saw him staring at the powerful seal character engraved on it with a solemn face, watching the strokes on it.

That simple "Tui" character, looked at separately, is nothing special except that the strokes are vigorous and powerful. However, if they are put together, each stroke seems to be alive, like stars in the night sky. The bright sky is like a sunset over a long river, far and wide.

Vaguely, Zhuang Zheng seemed to see a mighty sword intent hidden in the sharp edge, and under that sword intent, he felt cold all over his body!
Great master!

In this broken Daoist temple, there is actually a top master who comprehends the sword intent!

He couldn't help trembling all over, he was the most aware of the fear of a master, because in the Ming Cult, the four great Dharma kings, the second envoy of light, and the leader of Yang Dingtian were all masters in the world!

But these years, the leader died, the Dharma king withered, and the two envoys on the left and right died or disappeared. It's because their martial arts can't reach the pinnacle!

That was a watershed. At that level, the power of one person is enough to deal with several first-class masters teaming up. Not to mention, hidden in this Taoist temple is a superb swordsman who comprehends the meaning of swords and is extremely good at killing!
These people are tied together, if they go up, they will only die!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Zheng took a deep look at the Taoist temple, but it was dark on a rainy night, and the gate of the main hall was closed after a long distance. It was because of his deep internal strength and amazing eyesight that he could see through the rain curtain, but he could not penetrate the gate , Look at the scene in the hall.

"retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Zhuang Zheng gave a cold shout, and all the elites of the Ruijin Banner retreated towards the outside of the hall immediately, just like when they came, but in a blink of an eye, they all disappeared in the rain curtain, and they disappeared without a trace!
Seeing this scene, Tang Jiu'er took a deep breath, as if she had let go of a heavy worry, her beautiful face was full of relaxed joy, it was obvious that her heart was not at peace just now.

"Really gone..."

She looked back at the main hall with the closed door, and became more and more curious about the origin and identity of the Taoist. With one word, she frightened the head of the Five Elements Banner of the Demon Cult, even her old man couldn't do it when he got there!
"gone?!"

Fang Qiushan, who was peeking in front of the crack of the door, widened his eyes and looked outside in disbelief.

Tang Jiu'er clearly did nothing, but took out the rotten piece of wood with the word "retirement" written on it. The head of the five-element banner of the Demon Sect, the head of the Ruijin Banner, retreated like this? !

In the whole world, except for the token of the leader of Mingjiao, no one can make the leader of the Ruijin Banner behave like this!
However, it was really a piece of rotten wood. He saw the Taoist pick it up from the ground and wrote a letter of retreat.

Except for the charm of swordsmanship, the character "Tui" has nothing special about it. How could it make the majestic Ruijin Banner owner flee without hesitation? !
He froze in place, with a startled look on his face, and all kinds of thoughts intertwined in his mind.

It wasn't until Tang Jiuer outside called the door that he woke up, and hurriedly opened the door to let Tang Jiuer in.

"They retreated like this?"

Fang Qiushan asked still puzzled.

"Retired, thanks to the words written by the senior!"

Tang Jiu'er's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, she looked at the green-robed Taoist, stepped forward to salute, and said gratefully: "Jiu'er thanked senior for saving his life."

At this moment, that master Ziwu didn't turn his head, just sighed softly, and said: "The rivers and lakes are so miserable."

Immediately, the breath returned to silence, as if falling into meditation again.

How bitter the rivers and lakes are!

The short four words made Tang Jiu'er inexplicably feel a sense of sadness and desolation, and also felt a kind of great grief and heaviness.

In a trance, she recalled all the beautiful years she spent in Tangjiabao when she was a child. Although she experienced in the rivers and lakes, although there were some happy moments, everything she passed was always involved in blood, either actively or passively. In the rainy wind, not only did others die, but they were also injured from time to time.

She felt a little homesick in her heart, but more of it was distressed.

Feeling sorry for the Taoist Master Ziwu who lives in seclusion in the deep mountains and keeps company with birds and beasts.

What kind of experience is it that can make this master who can scare off the masters of the Demon Cult with just one word, escape from the world, and let his extraordinary skills remain silent in the world.

Although I don't understand what kind of kung fu and special skills are needed to make Zhuang Zheng retreat as soon as he sees the words, but the Master Ziwu in front of him must be a master.

Tang Jiu'er wanted to ask a question or two, but the other party obviously didn't want to say more, and she couldn't force her to speak, that would be too rude.

In such a quiet atmosphere, the night rain outside soon stopped, and the Demon Cult master never came again.

It's time to separate...

But who is he?
Tang Jiu'er stood up and said, "Brother Fang, it's time to hit the road."

Although it was raining and the road was muddy, it was not easy to travel, but the sooner the news was passed on, the sooner Jinling was prepared.

Besides, what if the masters of the Devil's Cult go and come back?

Fang Qiushan stood up without hesitation, saluted the Taoist, and said: "Master Ziwu, I will not thank you for your kindness. If I escape this time, if you are sent by you in the future, senior, Fang will go through fire and water. No excuses!"

"It's the same with my Tang family."

Tang Jiu'er stared straight at the back of the green-robed Taoist with a pair of bright eyes, and said, "Master, if you are afraid of being retaliated by the demon sect, or if you have any enemies, you can also tell us bluntly. It may be helpful to ask the teacher for help."

Knowing the other party's enemy, one can roughly guess the origin of this Ziwu Taoist priest. After all, there are very few such masters in the Jianghu.

Besides being curious, Tang Jiu'er also sincerely wanted to help the Taoist in front of him.

The Taoist didn't get up, and he didn't speak, as if he didn't hear their words.

Seeing this, Tang Jiu'er's eyes inevitably flashed a hint of disappointment, and the two saluted each other, then took their leave and left.

The journey was extremely smooth, and at dawn, the nearest big city was already in sight.

"When you enter the city, you can ask someone to pass the news, or fly a pigeon to pass the letter, so you and I don't need to travel thousands of miles." Tang Jiu'er laughed.

Fang Qiushan also nodded relaxedly, being chased and killed by the Demon Cult along the way is really extremely dangerous.

……

In a cave, the Mingjiao people who were waiting for the good news, saw Zhuang Zheng enter, and they all crowded up.

The leader is a man in white shirt, holding a folding fan, with a calm expression, he looks like he is only in his forties, but his eyes are like cold electricity, shining brightly, and his aura is frightening, obviously he is not ordinary mediocrity.

"Meet the Young Master!"

When Zhuang Zheng saw the man in the white shirt, he immediately bowed to see him, with a respectful appearance.

"What about people, did they catch it?!"

Beside the white-clothed man, a skinny monk asked anxiously, but he was Peng Yingyu, one of the five members of the Ming Cult. The white-browed eagle king's son-in-law is Yin Yewang.

In the past twenty years, he has been well-known in the Jianghu. They all say that his martial arts is not inferior to the Eagle King. It's just that he has replaced Naifu in the Southeast Tianying Sect before, and rarely walks in the Jianghu. After the merger of the two religions in [-], they gradually got out.

"The subordinate is incompetent, so those two people got away." Zhuang Zheng said to Yin Yewang with a face of shame.

"Get away?"

Monk Peng said angrily: "With the martial arts of those two people, they can still get away with Zhuang Banner under your hand? Could it be that the girl of the Tang family has some powerful hidden weapon hidden?"

"Monk Peng, what do you mean!"

Seeing that his tone was not kind, Zhuang Zheng couldn't bear it, so he stood up immediately and said: "If you think I intend to get away from the two of them, you can go after them yourself!"

"you……"

"All right."

Peng Yingyu was about to explode, but was suppressed by King Yin Ye raised his hand, only to see the young master of Mingjiao said calmly: "Leave as soon as you leave, it's no big deal, just capture it again, but the two of them What method was used to leave, please tell me, Zhuang Banner."

"Ashamed to say, the subordinates were simply scared away."

Zhuang Zheng smiled wryly and said, "Beside those two people, there is a swordsman who is the best in the world."

The ultimate swordsman!

Everyone present was terrified, they were all too familiar with the demeanor of a top swordsman, most of the masters of the Ming Cult died under the sword of one man!

"That's right, he's a top swordsman!!"

Zhuang Zheng took out a piece of rotten wood from his pocket, and said, "Please examine it, Young Master."

……

(End of this chapter)