The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 174 Female Guest
Jiangnan, Wudang.

It was early spring at this time, but I saw where Wudang was, the mountains and rivers were continuous, and the ground was green.

The two third-generation disciples guarding the gate wore light blue Taoist robes and long swords engraved with Taiji patterns hanging from their waists. Although they tried their best to look mature and steady as disciples of the great school and looked forward, they couldn't hide their faces. immaturity and youthfulness.

One of them is slender and nine feet tall, and the other has a scar between his eyebrows.

Either they were afraid that the precept disciples in the sect would find out, or they cherished Wudang's reputation, the two stood up straight.

Next to the two of them is the Jiejian Pavilion, and those who enter Wudang to pay a visit must first go here to release their weapons.

Since Zhang Sanfeng ascended to the throne in front of the world's tycoons, the momentum of the Wudang faction has suddenly flourished. Whether it is a powerful man or a high-ranking official, people have come here to pay homage to Zhang Sanfeng's remains. Compared with when Zhang Sanfeng was alive, the flow of people is even greater. A few more points.

Immortals and Buddhas, immortality, are myths and legends. Scholars and scholars fabricated them at will, so they can't be true. However, in the eyes of everyone, someone ascended to heaven and immortality, but people who don't know the world don't believe it.

Therefore, although the Wudang School has lost the background of the township school, it is even more admired by the heroes of the world, and many people even believe that there is really the secret of becoming a fairy on Wudang Mountain!

In this case, Wudang disciples are also honored.

When the two disciples were seriously guarding the mountain gate, suddenly, on the official road in the distance, a figure slowly approached, but it was a woman in a plain white palace dress, holding a long sword, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Senior brother, look!"

The disciple with a scar on his face pointed to the woman in the distance and said, "A female guest has arrived!"

The tall and tall disciple nodded and said, "You must be more polite. Senior Brother Wang was a little arrogant when he was on duty yesterday, so he was brought to the Seventh Senior Uncle and punished."

"Yes, brother!"

The disciple with the scar on his face shuddered, and said yes, trying his best to squeeze a three-point smile on his face.

Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Mo Shenggu, the Seventh Master Uncle, is the youngest, but he has the toughest temper. He keeps a cold face and never shows favoritism. The offender is one, and the other is two. It is useless even if the master master goes to intercede.

When the two of them were thinking about the power of Mo Shenggu, the woman had already walked up to him, but she saw that she had a beautiful face, a cold temperament, and a long sword in her hand, which added a bit of heroism, but her delicate eyebrows and eyes concealed It looks a little bit of wind and frost, and it is obvious that they have rushed here from a very far away.

Poor these two disciples have been practicing martial arts on the mountain. Where have they seen such a beautiful woman?

It wasn't until the woman coughed lightly that the two of them came to their senses, they smiled coyly, a little embarrassed, the taller disciple said: "The female hero is polite, I don't know why you came to my Wudang, why?"

"I'm here to find the head of the noble sect Song." The woman said in a cold voice.

See the master master?
The two were stunned for a moment, and the disciple with a scar on his face smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that the heroine came here, the master master is in retreat, I'm afraid we won't be able to see him."

What is the identity of the head of Wudang, can anyone come and see it at will?
If so, why not exhaust Song Yuanqiao to death?

Therefore, if someone with sufficient status hadn't placed the greeting card in advance, it would be difficult for such unknown people who came to the door in a hurry to see Song Yuanqiao's true face. As for the retreat, it would be a trick.

"Sect Leader Song retreats, Yu Erxia, Yu Sanxia and other Wudang heroes are welcome, I have something to ask to see."

An anxious look flashed across the woman's jade face, she took out a stone from her bosom, handed it over, and said: "I would like to ask the two priests to present this token to the Seven Heroes."

The taller disciple took the stone, and saw that it was just an ordinary stone, but there was a word engraved on it, which made it a little funny, just such a stone, can it be used as a token?

But even though he didn't believe it, he didn't dare to disbelieve it. Shoushan disciples have their own rules, the world is so big, there are no surprises, and there are many masters who play games in the world of mortals. You can't offend at will, you have to let the elders in the sect decide.

"Junior Lao Zhenguan, you went for a run." The taller disciple said.

Although Zhen Guan didn't believe it either, he still said to the woman very magnanimously: "Then invite the heroine to serve tea at the Jiejian Pavilion, and wait for a while."

After saying that, he took the stone and hurried towards the mountain.

Among the Seven Heroes, someone took turns guarding the Zhenwu Hall every day to deal with various miscellaneous matters, and it happened to be Yin Liting's turn today.

This Wudang Six Hero who likes to use swords the most, although he was plotted by the Ruyang Palace back then, broke his limbs, and almost paralyzed the bed, but after being treated with black jade intermittent ointment, he was already safe and sound. It has become a bit colder, and there is always a faint look of sadness between the brows.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, facing the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, but his eyes were slightly closed, and he was wandering in the sky, cultivating sword intent.

Yes, it is sword intent.

After three years of hardships, the Six Heroes who are the most soft-hearted grow up at an astonishing speed. Although the internal strength is still not enough to get through the two veins of Ren and Du and step into the pinnacle, it is just a hard work.

Wisps of fierce energy faintly emanated from his body, and the entire Zhenwu Hall felt a bit chilly to the bone.

As soon as Zhenguan got close to Zhenwu Hall, he felt chills all over his body, as if a sharp sword was aimed at him from a distance in front of him.

He was terrified in his heart, he didn't dare to come any closer, and reported from a distance: "Sixth Martial Uncle, a female guest came down from the mountain, and asked the disciple to present a token, saying that she wanted to see the Master Sect Master."

"Can you tell me your identity?"

Yin Liting's clear voice came from the hall.

Zhenguan shook his head and said, "I never stated my identity."

"Then we'll talk about it later."

After Yin Liting said this, he immediately immersed his mind in his sword intent. The Seven Heroes of Wudang haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, basically they have nothing to do with the women in the rivers and lakes, and if they are really important people, they will naturally report their names.

I don’t know how many people in Jianghu want to see their brother with a token, but they all know that the Wudang Seven Heroes are kind-hearted, and if they really want to ask for something in person, it is reasonable and reasonable, and most of them will not refuse.

Zhenguan had no choice but to wait quietly, after about half an hour, suddenly, Zhenguan felt warm all over, but the chill enveloping Zhenwu Hall dissipated without a trace!
He breathed a sigh of relief, but within a few breaths, a Taoist with a tall body and handsome features came out of the hall.

"Uncle Six!" Zhenguan saluted respectfully.

Yin Liting smiled and said: "Where is the token, show it to me?"

Zhenguan then handed over the already hot stone.

"Just a stone, is this a token of Shi Laozi?"

Yin Liting took it over, looked at it and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's another person from the rivers and lakes who has something to ask for. He came here to lie to me and wait for a meeting. You will go down the mountain now. Maybe he is not here...Huh?"

He frowned suddenly, and looked at the word engraved on it, just seeing a little mystery.

This word seems ordinary, but it is not chiseled out with the help of hard tools, it seems that someone has forcibly carved it with fingers, and there is a faint taste of swordsmanship on it.

Among the Jianghu, apart from the top masters, the only one who can do this is the Great King Kong Finger from Shaolin Temple!

His heart tightened, and he savored that word carefully. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically!
In front of his eyes, there is no one word, it is clearly a sword intent, a fierce sword intent that cuts Qiong Xiao up and divides mountains and rivers down!
This sword intent is majestic and majestic, as straight as the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, mighty and invincible, with a heroic spirit that sweeps the world and swallows all directions!

Compared with it, the sword intent he cultivated is not worth mentioning at all!

Wait, this sword intent is...

Wudang swordsmanship, flowing clouds and flying waterfalls!
Zhenguan could only see the expression of the Sixth Master Uncle in front of him was changing, and he was covered in cold sweat. Just as he was slandering in his heart, could it be that he was poisoned, suddenly Yin Liting, who was showing a frightened face, became happy, raised his hand and threw the stone He came over and ordered: "Quickly go and show it to the senior brother, and tell him that Li'er is missing!"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already turned into a blue shadow, galloping down the mountain at an extremely fast speed!

Li'er whereabouts?

Holding the stone in his hand, Zhen Guan was stunned for a moment, there seemed to be no disciple named Li'er on the mountain?

and many more!

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but froze!
Could it be the senior brother that all the senior brothers are talking about? !

Thinking of this, his expression changed drastically, holding the stone, he rushed towards the place where Song Yuanqiao was in a hurry!
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Yue Lingyan's face was showing a bit of impatience.

The people who went up the mountain have been gone for more than half an hour, and there is still no reply. Does it mean that none of the Wudang heroes know the token left by Mr. Mo? !

She traveled thousands of miles from the northwest starry night, and came to this place. What she did was to take something for her. Although she didn't know what it was, it must be precious and precious to be entrusted to her by Mr. Mo. Now she even The Seven Heroes can't even see their faces, so how can they take things back for him? !

Just when she was thinking about whether to force her way into Wudang, a clear voice suddenly came from the mountain road: "Which honored guest wants to see me with a token?!"

coming!

Yue Lingyan was overjoyed, and mustered all her internal energy to shout: "It's me!"

When she was speaking, there was a figure flashing on the mountain path, but just as the words fell, that figure was already several feet in front of her. His speed and martial arts were really unimaginable, the number one martial artist in the world Pai really lives up to its reputation!

Thinking of this, Yue Lingyan raised her beautiful eyes to look at the person who came, but he was a young man, dressed in a Taoist robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, with handsome features and a sharp breath.

"Greetings to Uncle Six!" the disciple guarding the mountain gate saluted.

Uncle Six?Yin Liting of Wudang Seven Heroes!

Yue Lingyan couldn't help but feel happy.

Yin Liting said excitedly: "Li'er asked you to come, where is he right now?!"

"He is in the northwest at the moment, already...he has become a monk."

Yue Lingyan didn't hide anything from Yin Liting, and told the whole story of how she met Li Liting.

Yin Liting's eyes flickered when he heard this, and a look of distress appeared on his face.

He murmured: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly he would become a monk, Taoist name Ziwu, Ziwu..."

A black and white mottled long sword appeared in front of his eyes, Zi Wu, Zi Wu...

Everything seems to be caused by this sword.

Others don't understand, but as a person who has experienced many things, how can he not understand?

The Meridian Sword, Ji Xiaofu died under this sword, if not for her death, she would not have been ambushed by the Ruyang Palace, and without the ambush by the Ruyang Palace, there would be no future for Li'er to go to Beijing and the later Living Buddha appointment Fighting, naturally there will be no master forced to ascend!
Therefore, even if he becomes a monk, his name is still Ziwu.

Yue Lingyan didn't have the heart to listen to Yin Liting's remembrance, she said: "Yin Liuxia, I don't know what is the thing that Mr. Mo wants me to come here for?"

"It's a sword!"

Another powerful voice came down from the mountain road, but in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged Taoist with a slightly fat body fell into the field.

The Taoist man had a long beard, his temples were slightly white, and the contours of his facial features could faintly show the handsome demeanor of that year. Standing there, he had the demeanor of a grand master.

He carried a sword in his hand.

Yin Liting looked at the sword and couldn't help shouting: "Brother!"

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand and said: "He has been waiting for this day for three years, and now that he shows up, he must be somewhat sure of winning. You don't need to say too much, I have asked Qingshu to inform all the juniors .”

He nodded and smiled at Yue Lingyan, and said: "This time, there is a lady in need, please wait for a while, the seven of my senior brothers will go north with the girl."

Seven Heroes want to go together? !
Yue Lingyan's heart was shocked. At this moment, she already understood that what Li Li asked her to fetch was only because of her martial arts, even the white-clothed sword king dared not draw a sword, so she admitted that she was inferior. In the world, who else is qualified? Let him draw the sword?

unless……

A person's name flashed in her mind, and her face was filled with worry, and it could only be him.

……

eye for eye!
Although the voice of these four words was not loud, in Zhang Wuji's ears, every word was thunderous, so shocking that his eyes turned black and his whole body was icy cold!

Brother Mo refused to give up, so wouldn't the adoptive father be sure to die? !
Thinking of Yang Xiao who was defeated by a sword, and thinking of the many masters who were defeated by the opponent's sword, Zhang Wuji felt chills in his heart.

No, brother Mo and foster father must not be allowed to do it!
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji bit his lip, walked to the position between the Golden Lion King and Mo Li, and said firmly, "Senior Brother Mo, if you really want to kill the adoptive father, then please step on me!"

Mo Li's expression changed slightly in his dead eyes.

Growing up, Junior Brother Zhang has really grown up, he already has his own ideas.

It's just that the revenge of destroying the family has to be avenged!

Mo Li walked firmly towards the Golden Retriever Lion King, towards Zhang Wuji, and said, "Whoever stands in my way dies."

As soon as the words fell, he was dressed in Taoist robes, and without wind, a mighty power suddenly rose from him!

Under this aura, Zhang Wuji, who bore the brunt of the blow, let out a muffled grunt, and was crushed to the ground without any resistance...

(End of this chapter)