The best golden pupil

Chapter 1050
Wudang Mountain is sunny and sunny, and it is very noisy.

It used to be very empty, but now it is uncharacteristically. The back mountain, which is rarely visited by people, has become overcrowded.

You know, even the original Wudang disciples were evacuated far away and could not get close.

Nowadays, there are a lot of voices, men and women, all around this magical place in the back mountain. The power of yin and yang is very strong, and the higher you go, the more amazing it is.

It can be seen that the back mountain is already full of people at this time, and there are monks sitting cross-legged everywhere, and the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth is guided to gather crazily and form a mist.

Those scorched blacks were all cleaned up, and a large area of ​​flowers and plants grew densely, even denser than the back mountain. With deliberate decoration, it is also a beautiful place.

Among those practicing disciples, there are not only Wudang disciples, but also Kongtong, Huashan, Shaolin, Kunlun... It can be said that all eight sects are gathered in the back mountain of Wudang.

They have only one purpose, and that is to practice!
Today's Houshan has become a treasure land, and it can also be said to be a holy place for practice. The strong yin and yang power, as well as the swarming spiritual power, are enough to make monks jealous and crazy.

The balance of the human body is maintained by the power of yin and yang. If this balance is expanded infinitely and the human body is moderately strengthened, it will only be beneficial and not harmful.

Cultivators can speed up their cultivation here, which is several times faster than those outside, while ordinary people can prolong their life here, and taking a breath is enough to make you several years younger.

It can be said that a breath here is hard to buy for you.

The value of this treasure land is unique!

In today's dharma-ending era, there will no longer be any blessed places for practice, and the environment will only be worse and worse, and it will not be suitable for monks to survive and practice at all.

This is also a major reason for the decline of monks. No matter how talented you are, the environment does not allow it, and there are bottlenecks, you can only hate the injustice of the sky, or become worry-free.

Once born, it is the source of disaster!
In order to keep Wuyou alive, Ning Tao, Ye Wanqing, and the Patriarch racked their brains and tried every means to collect all the strange treasures, which led to the current situation.

However, due to a combination of circumstances, this treasure land was formed.

In the former Xia Kingdom, the treasure land did not exist. Until recently, after the shocking vision, the mysterious mineral veins were inexplicably born, and the formation of the back mountain.

There are two more treasure lands at once, which can be said to be the gospel of all monks, and it can be called a godsend!
The head of Ziyang and the others never thought of hiding it, and reported it to Hongmeng immediately. In this day and age, they must not be selfish, but must uphold righteousness and take care of the overall situation.

Cultivators don't want to decline, so they can only work hard to become stronger. Only when they become stronger can they be free from all threats. The times have changed, and the genes have shown their prominence. Cultivator Hongmeng already feels threatened.

What's more, this choice is also very ethereal.

For all these reasons, the back mountain of Wudang has become a blessed place for monks of Hongmeng. Except for some old monks who stayed at the gate, the rest basically came here.

Every day, there would be news of breakthroughs here, pure spiritual power flooded the whole body, and the aura became stronger, and the happiest ones were naturally those elders, who couldn't close their mouths when they laughed.

Watching the next generation grow up is the most gratifying thing for them.

However, today's Wudang Back Mountain is a bit unusual. Many disciples would look at the deepest part of the back mountain when they are not practicing. There seems to be some wonderful excitement there.

Not far from the cave, there are many monks standing, as if they are facing each other from a distance, their breath is floating, their eyes are sharp, and they feel like their swords are on the verge of breaking out.

One side is Wudang disciples headed by Wu Hailin and others, while the other side is Huashan, Kongtong disciples.

If Ning Tao were here, he would definitely recognize many acquaintances.

"Wu Hailin, I advise you to get out of the way quickly. We won't disturb that child. We just want to practice in the cave. I have encountered a bottleneck. I hope you can understand."

Zhao Tianming from Huashan smiled lightly and spoke peacefully.

On the other hand, Kongtong Shangzhuo said calmly: "My cultivation has also reached a bottleneck. If I practice in a cave, the chances will increase greatly. At the same time, monk Hongmeng, I think you can understand."

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the two factions echoed one after another, and their attitudes were as friendly as possible, putting righteousness first.

But when Wu Hailin and other disciples heard the words, their eyes were ready to breathe fire, they gritted their teeth in anger, trembling all over, and looked at them one by one, as if they were looking at a hateful hypocrite.

The more peaceful they were, the more sincere they looked, the more Wu Hailin became angry, and he even wanted to fight with all his might. It was unwise for him to do that.

He held back his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Tianming, Shang Zhuo, you two shameless bastards, you have used this reason three times, do you really think we are fools?"

"From the middle of the mountain, you use the bottleneck as an excuse. The reason why we agreed is that we don't want to destroy the relationship between the two factions, so we choose to be patient and agree."

"But you guys are deceiving people too much. You pressed hard every step of the way, even from the top of the mountain to the cave. This is my Wudang forbidden area. How can I allow you to mess around. We will never retreat."

This firm tone is the common attitude of all Wudang disciples. These days, they have had enough of these guys, they don't need to be tough, but use hypocrites.

Hearing the words, Zhao Tianming pretended to be helpless and said: "But we have no choice. We want to break through the cultivation of infant refining. This is very dangerous. If we are not sure, we dare not act recklessly."

"Only in that cave will our confidence increase greatly."

Shang Zhuo also said quietly: "We did this entirely for the sake of Hongmeng, for everyone, and for the future of monks."

"The Huayue Sect has been rampant recently, killing innocent civilians in a row, and we are the mainstay, fighting with them all day long. If we are not strong, we can't kill the enemy."

"You stop us here, you are helping the evildoers!"

Hearing this, Wudang disciples were very angry, and Wu Hailin said angrily: "We are all monks, don't use these words to bully us, let alone use Dayi and Hongmeng to suppress us!"

"As long as we live, you can't make it through."

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, the monks of the three sects erupted, and the whole back mountain could clearly feel the strange atmosphere.

But it was obvious that Wudang monks were at a disadvantage. Zhao Tianming and Shang Zhuo were only a short distance away from refining infants. How could they be compared to Wu Hailin who had just broken through qi refining.

Although at a disadvantage, Wudang monks vowed not to back down.

Wu Hailin's chest heaved violently, and he said sharply, "You are all defeated by Master Ning's subordinates. If he is here, I will see if you dare to be presumptuous and beat you all to the ground."

When Shang Zhuo heard this, his face was sullen. It was his shame, and he can't forget it until now, and now someone still exposes his scars.

"you wanna die!"

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Hailin's face changed drastically, but it was too late to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and strike.

"Wudang's unique skill, Shaking Mountain Palm!"

Slowly pushing out this palm, it was domineering and fierce, but that punch was even stronger, breaking through his defense in an instant.

"Oh!"

"Senior Brother Wu, you damned fellow, despicable and shameless, actually chose to sneak attack..." All the disciples were shocked and enraged.

Wu Hailin was knocked into the air, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. Before he could recover, a sword light emerged, extremely fierce, like a strong green pine, which would never fall down.

Seeing this scene, the Wudang disciples in the distance were about to burst into tears, and let out a roar, but it was too late to rescue them.

Who would have thought that Zhao Tianming would dare to sneak attack when Shang Zhuo failed in one strike, and he would draw his sword so fiercely.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuo sneered, while Zhao Tianming's mouth showed complacency, he grinned grinningly, and his attacks became more ferocious.

The sword light was reflected in his pupils, but he couldn't compete with it at all. Wu Hailin felt bitter, the gap in strength was so big, Master Ye, it's us...it's useless.

"Who gave you the guts to do anything to my nephew!"

"boom!"

There was only a roar of shouting, like Tianwei, with the momentum of thunder and wrath, and then there was a roar.

Wu Hailin opened his eyes in surprise, but when he saw the person in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank unconsciously.

That man had the aura of a demon god and was as domineering and fierce as an emperor. With just one punch, he beat Zhao Tianming until he vomited blood.

"Ning... Uncle Ning!"

(End of this chapter)