The years when I created the ancient heaven

Mo Chengjun didn't know that he was being missed again, but at this moment, he was happily watching other people's 'lively'.

In other words, this 'lively' actually has something to do with Tai Xutian, to be precise, it was involved in the first transaction fraud case of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The reason is that a martial artist bought a copy of 'Huangquan Frost Demon' from a certain Jindan cultivator of the Weapon Sect, and used it to break through to the third rank.

But the Golden Core cultivator of the Qi Sect had a twisted mind, took the merits but didn't give them back, and forced the martial artist to report the matter directly to the Heavenly Court.

It should be said that the Golden Core cultivator also has his own background and is confident, but the problem is that the heavens don't care about his scheming. After confirming the facts, Mo Chengjun directly 'deleted' him, and came a never hired.

Just like this, it made him a joke of the sect, and an outcast of the family, making him a miserable old man.

But, is he willing?
The bad guy will never think of the evil things he has done, and will only shift the responsibility to other people. Naturally, the heaven is not within his reach, but that martial artist will be miserable.

This Golden Core cultivator gathered many fellow disciples, and chased him thousands of miles away, chasing the martial artist to nowhere, and finally got his head cut off.

At this point, it seems that the matter can come to an end, and it has once again verified the reason that warriors should not compete with monks in the land of Kyushu. If it is so simple, there will be no excitement later.

Everyone thought that Wufu was just a casual cultivator with no background, but in fact?

He is indeed not a disciple of any martial arts sect, but it does not mean that he has no backer.

He has a master, who is a solitary eccentric whose name is unknown to the world, but he is obsessed with martial arts, so he got the nickname "Wu Kuangren".

He was already insane, he was seldom awake and often insane, it was only because of his bottomless martial arts that he was not killed.

Later, when he was sober, he fought against injustice, saved a boy, and brought him with him, taught him some martial arts when he was sober, and had the boy take care of him when he was insane.

It can be said that the two are dependent on each other to live in this world.

Until, the martial artist was beaten to death, and until the martial madman woke up and found that his son was gone.

This time, he wasn't crazy, nor was he crazy, he just did something that made Kyushu Wufu crazy - he sent a post to Qizong, wanting it, bye!Mountain!Door!

This is an old custom 500 years ago. In the time when the two ways of immortals and martial arts alternated, first the immortals worshiped the mountain to seek the foundation of the martial arts sect;

The entanglement between the two sides lasted for a hundred years.

However, when the immortal way rises completely and the warrior is knocked down into the dust, there will be no so-called mountain worship gate!

Until today, until this time, there is another warrior who wants to climb one of the eight highest peaks in Kyushu.

As for how to get on it?
What else can I do, I climbed up step by step, and killed it! ! !
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In Taixutian.

The virtuous golden body bent slightly, lowered its head, locked onto the Heavenly Court Envoy of the Qi Sect, and then cast its vision down.

He saw one after another mountains, majestic and stretching to the end of his field of vision, but different from ordinary mountains, there were less lush greenery and less vegetation on the mountains, only exposed rocks, and the high temperature visible to the naked eye.

From time to time, black clouds rise up, and the ground fire surges, showing another general scene.

This is the Artifact Sect, which is famous all over the world for its smelting tools, and there are many ground fire chambers and various smelting utensils.

For example, there are pieces of iron anvils, and the sound of clanging and knocking is from day to night, and another example is the towering blast furnace, which burns day and night, emitting billowing smoke.

Needless to say, other immortal sects' crafting is based on individual craftsmanship, similar to the model of a small workshop, while Qizong has scaled up, has a system, has a clear division of labor, and has the prototype of an assembly line.

It's just that today's Qizong is destined to be different.

At the foot of Qi Zong Mountain, a beggar came, his eyes were a little dull, but he was not in a daze, but seemed to be in a strange state.

From time to time, he would wave his hands and feet twice, like a move, or his body twitching.

Mo Chengjun is very familiar with this state. He looked like this when he was obsessed with the research topic, like the world, and there were only things left for him to do.

At the foot of Qizong Mountain, there is a clear spring flowing by, and beggars stop here.

He first wetted the thick hair with water, and after a simple comb, he tied it with a hemp rope; he then washed his face with clean water to remove the stains, revealing a rough face.

Then tie up the clothes and put a broken knife on the back, and the whole person has completed the transformation from a beggar to a warrior.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, he lowered his head and didn't look at the unattainable mountain, or even at the Qizong major repairs that were getting closer, but just stroked the round hard object in his pocket.

He seemed to see a young man chattering in front of him: "Father, in my opinion, your crazy character of running around cannot be changed, so I will sew a few copper coins for you here, not many, but you can Take a few meals to fill your stomach."

"If you really get lost, you can use them to buy some pancakes when you are very hungry, you know?"

"Be careful, eat it secretly, don't steal it from others, and don't share it with others out of kindness."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will be able to find you in a short time, and I will sew you up when the time comes."

"Father, dad, you must be good. If you are good, your son will be considered a filial piety."

Wave!
All the pictures in front of me were shattered, broken into countless pieces that could no longer be put together again, and then, it was a blue brick like a glazed jade tile, which continued to expand until it was the size of a house, and then fell down on the head.

Pay homage to the mountain gate, worship the mountain gate...

The only thing you want is to live forever, so where do you care about the morals of the world?
And when this hill-like shadow fell, it was about to smash Wu Kuangren into a blood pie.

In the distance, many Wufu Xianxiu who came to watch the battle couldn't help exclaiming, the Wu Kuangren finally raised his head and punched again!
When he lowered his head, there was mist in his eyes; but when he raised his head, there was only the endless fighting spirit and the determination to face death.

His punches are very ordinary, and his arms are not long, but at the end of the punch, it is the smoke of Qi and blood that disperses the sea of ​​clouds, it is an endless explosion of energy, it is a soundless, but it causes a shock in the void.

The magic weapon in the shape of sapphire bricks was first dented with a fist mark, and then it was covered with cracks and shattered into pieces, and then it seemed to be subjected to a tenth-level wind, and then rolled back.

But you think that's all?

No, far from it!

The force of the punches descended mightily, and the expert Qi Zong, who was entrusting the magic weapon of the brick, turned into a blood mist, and even the Nascent Soul did not escape.

The first batch of sect disciples rushing down the mountain didn't even shout for help, they just went with the wind and scattered into flesh and blood.

Only at this moment did the formation enveloping the sect 'rumble' sound, layer after layer of barriers appeared, and the hazy mist manifested, with a series of knives, spears, swords, or maces He rushed out of the fog and hit the fist.

Eighteen weapons were shattered before finally exhausting the strength of that fist.

This is just the power of a punch!
It was just this punch that made everyone outside the mountain and inside the mountain quiet down, feeling that the world is so magical!
With this punch, Wu Kuangren showed his own strength, which was not even as simple as Wu Sheng.

Perhaps, it is not far from the so-called peerless martial saint!
In this era, there are still peerless martial saints?
I don't know how many people have this idea in their heads...

But no one answered them, and Wu Kuangren didn't stop. He strode forward, and there were bursts of sonic booms under his feet, which hit the Zongmen formation of the Qi Sect like a mountain roar and a tsunami, causing layer upon layer of ripples.

There was even a wild voice resounding between the heaven and the earth, as if it could shake the sky: "Qi Lao San, you come out, today, no matter what, you have to give me an explanation?"

This Qi sect is also peculiar, its suzerain's lineage accepts disciples, they are arranged according to the eldest, the second, and the third. It is said that it is the habit left by the founder of the Qi sect, and it has continued like that.

However, the inheritance of the Qi Sect does not necessarily have to be inherited by the eldest disciples, but those who can live in it. Up to this generation, the master of the Qi Sect is surnamed 'Qi' and ranks third. Over time, some people call him 'Qi Lao San' .

Of course, there are very few people who dare to call it that way now, they are either of the same generation or have a close relationship. It is unexpected that Wu Kuangren is called that.

In the big formation, the fog gradually dissipated, and an upside-down floating fairy mountain appeared in front of everyone.

The mountain is not an ordinary ellipse, but instead looks like a boat, with layers of formations emerging up and down, and the hazy blue light is like the rising and falling of the tide.

On top of it, there are densely packed people who are all masters of Qizong, and those below Yuanying are not eligible to appear, and they stand in their own positions and perform their duties.

Obviously, this floating fairy mountain is not a real mountain, but a large war weapon.

And in front of all the overhauls, stood an old man.

It is said that he is an old man, because he is holding a bag of dry tobacco in his right hand, smoking "bajibaji", coupled with a slightly stooped back, he is full of the style of a country old man.

But if you look closely, he has a burly figure, not a martial madman at all, his body is full of muscles, his hands are long and his feet are long.

His habit of "smoking dry tobacco" not to mention the outer sect, even the people in the sect are also very opinionated, but this one is Qi Lao San, the master of the Qi sect.

At this time, he was obviously in a bad mood, the corners of his mouth twitched, his twitches were fast, the sparks were flickering, and he was looking at the Wu Kuangren who was getting closer and closer, with complicated eyes.

After a short pause, he finally spoke: "Wu Kuangren, if you retreat now, you can let this matter go!"

"I came here, why did I ever think about leaving alive?"

"Madman, since that's the case, I'll meet you..."

Before Qi Lao San could speak, a resounding voice sounded, and a thin immortal rose up against the wind, throwing out a magic weapon in his hand.

The magic weapon is a mountain peak with three peaks, covered by trees, green and lush.

It's just that when the magic weapon is thrown, it spins and grows bigger, and it becomes a real mountain peak in the breath, falling down in the air, and large swaths of shadows cover the sky, really like Mount Tai.

As far as this style, this habit, obviously belongs to the same line as the monk who holds the magic weapon of sapphire bricks, it is a style.

But, this time, he wasn't the only one making the move.

A female cultivator was also flying in the air, throwing several arrays, and a blue-yellow flag stood in mid-air, and in an instant, a hidden wave swept across the surroundings.

This is not an attack formation, but it has the ability to imprison.

Another Da Neng in Tsing Yi threw out his magic weapon, and saw the golden copper bell spinning endlessly in the air, that Daxiu pinched out one after another big handprint formulas, and struck on the copper bell.

At the beginning, there was still the sound of 'buzzing', but the sound became smaller and almost non-existent.

This is the sound of the great sound, it does not show mountains or dew, but its power is terrifying.

The last person went out to a mirror. She turned around and merged into it. She saw the water rippling, and a divine light shot out. Wherever she passed, the frost froze.

The four of them make moves, attacking, trapping, sound skills, and divine light. They cooperate with each other tacitly. If there is no discussion, then ghosts will not believe it.

But the martial madman was not surprised at all, instead the corner of his mouth cracked into a mocking arc, and his eyes were full of fighting intent.

I saw the power of Gangsha breaking out of the body, mighty and mighty, as if endless, and suddenly formed a dharma image in the midair.

It was a phantom of an indomitable god-man, dressed as a general, wearing golden armor, holding a long knife, facing attacks from all directions, he just glanced contemptuously.

Again, throw a fist...

This punch hit the void, and a 'boom' sound shook the four poles of the world, and a distortion visible to the naked eye formed in midair, and then spread in all directions.

Not only did it disperse the attacks of the four overhauls, but it also made the whole earth tremble, and the smoke and dust that rose up spread in all directions, like a mushroom cloud.

Everyone in the Qi Sect who was hiding in the mountain protection formation was agitated. Looking at the Dharma figure high up in the sky, they only felt that it was so magical.

A Yangshen Daxiu blurted out: "How could this be? How could he have such a mighty power?"

Qi Lao San was calm, he sighed quietly, and said: "Why do you think I don't want to fight with him? You know his character!

He is a true martial idiot and a true madman.

From this point of view, he must have shattered his own cultivation in the realm of martial saints, starting from the beginning, washing the marrow and exchanging blood, cutting the marrow and washing scriptures, and recasting the body.

Then, with a more majestic physique, he smelted more power of gangsha, thus casting this Dharma figure! "

"What? The Martial Saint's cultivation base is self-defeating, is he crazy?"

"Isn't he already crazy, this is the martial madman!!!"

Qi Laosan finally turned around, looking at these elders in his family, somehow there was a little sarcasm in his words: "Usually let you restrain the disciples, restrain the disciples, you just think I suppress you.

This time, I have encountered a tough guy, why not, who would dare to go out and challenge him one-on-one, I respect him for what he looks like? "

In a word, all Qizong overhauls bowed their heads.

Head to head?

Just kidding, just look at the appearance, is it really enough for a martial arts madman to beat him with one hand?
Of course, Qi Lao San only made a little sarcasm before recovering his expression: "Okay, everyone take their places, we still have to face a big battle!
In any case, Wu Kuangren has to save his life in our Qi Sect. "

At this point, there was a crisp sound of 'Bo', and Qi Sect's mountain protection formation was finally broken.

The turbulent wind swept away the smoke and dust, revealing the sky-lifting figure and the floating fairy boat, facing each other, like a battle between immortals and martial arts, imminent.

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