Chapter 693 What am I here to do? Slap the prince in the face
The Wudang disciples in front of the Zixiao Hall retreated to both sides. An old Taoist priest wearing a white gown and a black Taoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand, walked in quickly with kind eyes and kind eyes, and looked up to see the ancestors who were paying homage every day. The master was nailed into the head with a broken sword, and the junior brother Yu Xingrui's breath was unstable. Two drag marks could be seen in front of his body. It was obvious that he had suffered a big loss in the previous fight.
"Who are you and why do you come to Wudang to cause trouble?"
Wang Zhonglou always thought that he had a good temper. When he learned that Zhao Xituan, one of the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, had come to Wudang Mountain, he did not meet him immediately. He went directly to the back mountain to see Xu Fengnian without any anger at all. He was only worried about him. He is here to cause trouble. If he loses, the name of Wudang Mountain will be destroyed. He was defeated in the first place. Unexpectedly, before the competition between Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain had begun, the Taoist boy went to the back mountain and told him that a man had robbed the stubborn green bull of the young master's uncle and caused trouble in the Zixiao Hall of Taizhen Palace. He claimed to explore the secluded area and see the sights, but he went to lift the yellow cloak of the ancestor and look at the ancestor's butt.
He could only temporarily put aside his thoughts of asking what Zhao Xituan's plan was for strutting up the mountain with a group of followers, and hurriedly came to Tianzhu Peak, entered the Zixiao Palace, and found that his home had been stolen, and the place had been smashed. If you have a personality that can't handle such an aggrieved thing, you will definitely be annoyed.
"Dahuangting."
Chu Pingsheng stretched out his left hand, and the little maid in yellow skirt who followed behind him hurriedly offered the rattle in his hand carefully. He picked it up and shook it, ding-ding-dong-dong, ding-ding-dong-dong, which sounded very pleasant and rhythmic. Full. At first, Wang Chonglou didn't know what it was like for him to play with children's toys, until he heard the wails of his disciples behind him. They were all from the first grade to the seventh grade. They were sweating profusely and covering their ears with both hands. They were either sad or happy, angry or frightened.
Wang Zhonglou swung the fly whisk and rolled it up empty. The rattle was just switched from Chu Pingsheng's left hand to his right hand. He flicked it again and it was still empty. The rattle returned from his right hand to his left hand. The sound became louder again. The Wudang disciples inside and outside the Xiao Palace threw their swords all over the floor, and Yu Xingrui's expression became a little unnatural.
Wang Zhonglou knew very well that he could no longer let him shake the old rattle that he didn't know how old it was. The golden light burst out from his forehead, his Taoist robe was swollen like a ball, and he pointed like a sword. He moved forward a little. This time, the target was not the rattle, but the The man who broke into the mountain had a key point on his chest.
With a seemingly ordinary and insignificant finger, Yu Xingrui knew that his senior brother was serious. A golden light appeared on his forehead, which was a sign that Huang Ting's true energy was operating at full strength. In the early years, Wang Chonglou once cut off a river with two fingers to save people, which became a legend in the world. Now one finger is stronger than before, and he has reached the state where his energy is restrained and he returns to his original nature.
"Alright."
Chu Pingsheng held the drum in his left hand and pointed forward with the index finger of his right hand, imitating Wang Zhonglou.
call!
The incense ashes rose up, and the melons and fruits on the ground rolled everywhere. The strong wind blew up the colorful flags on both sides of the hall, which were decorated with runes. The yellow robes of the bronze statue of Zhenwu rose up. The four inscriptions of Yongzhen Purgatory were looming, and the cucumbers were shocked. Let out a sigh, lower your head and hold your chest, tighten your legs, and press the hem of the yellow skirt with your little hands to prevent exposure,
The two fingers intertwined, and the stalemate lasted for almost two breaths. The golden light above Wang Zhonglou's head dimmed, and the bloated Taoist robe quickly shriveled up. His whole body seemed to have lost his balance, and he staggered backwards. One step, two steps, three steps, his feet hit the ground. The marks became deeper and deeper each time, and the last time there was a click, crushing the stone slab that was half a foot thick and capable of withstanding the strike of thunder. The black shallow boots on the feet could not withstand it, and the uppers and soles cracked. , met Bai.
Yu Xingrui was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The headmaster's sword finger was powered by Huang Ting's true energy, and he was actually defeated in a head-on confrontation? Look at the man in the green shirt, who is not moving, and his clothes are not moving, as if he has not exhausted his efforts, but still has some strength left.
"The Big Finger Mysterious Realm is quite interesting."
Chu Pingsheng waved his hand, swung away the obstructive yellow flag cloth, and gently shook the rattle, ding-ding-dong-dong, ding-ding-dong-dong.
"Who are you?"
Wang Zhonglou has been practicing in Wudang Mountain. He only knows that there is unrest in the city of Mingzhou. Xu Fengnian, the crown prince of Mingwang, has been assassinated many times. He speculates that Xu Xiao sent Huang Man'er to Wudang to ask him to use the power of Dahuang Ting to wash away his natural divine power. It should be It has something to do with which of the two brothers takes over Xu Xiao's class. For the young man in front of him who is making a big fuss in Zixiao Palace, , would not connect him with Xu Fengnian at all, but suspected that it was the arrangement of Longhu Mountain. Zhao Xituan went to the back mountain to meet Xu Fengnian to negotiate terms. The young man went straight to the middle peak to cause trouble. As long as Xu Xiao did not object, Wudang would join forces with those who were previously Like those Taoist sects annexed by Longhu Mountain, they disappeared and Xuanwu did not flourish.
"It's not important. Hand over Dahuangting and I will let you go. Otherwise..."
Chu Pingsheng fiddled with the black projectiles on both sides of the rattle twice and smiled slightly: "I won't kill you either. It would be a pity for the Wudang disciples below. Once the Taoist heart collapses, don't think about going any further in this life."
Wang Zhonglou felt more and more that he was from the imperial court or Longhu Mountain, and they were the only ones who would be angry at Wudang Mountain for carrying out such a desperate plan. Quite angry, very angry, but what's the use? When they pointed at each other just now, his Huangting Zhenqi was destroyed by the opponent's sword energy, and it was completely broken. Using the real sword as a guide, it was just a burst of sword energy. The sword energy of the finger is an ability that can only be mastered by a swordsman who has advanced to the Vajra realm and then to the Zhixuan realm, not to mention that the man was using a sword energy that could break Huang Ting's true energy.
"The Dahuangting you want."
Wang Zhonglou handed the whisk to his right hand, held the handle across his forearm, dug his hand into his left sleeve for a long time, and took out a thread-bound booklet with a seriously yellowed cover and handed it over.
"Brother!"
Yu Xingrui was very unwilling. Wudang Dahuangting and Jade Emperor Tower of Longhu Mountain were both top-notch Taoist secrets in the world, but now they wanted to hand over the treasure of suppressing the religion to others. Wudang has never had a Taoist secret book like this since Lu Zu founded the religion. I’ve been so frustrated today.
Wang Chonglou remained silent.
Chu Pingsheng didn't say much. He took the big Huang Ting and rummaged through it, then threw the old rattle back to Cucumber. He strode away from the Zixiao Palace with the Wudang disciples gnashing their teeth and looking helplessly. Cucumber was still as flustered and careless as ever. As he walked out, he looked back and stared at the broken forehead of the bronze statue of Zhenwu. Looking at the sword, she couldn't figure out what kind of grudge this lawless Lin family master had against Emperor Zhenwu, and how angry he had made other people's disciples and disciples. She only looked at the ruined bronze statue, not looking at her feet, which were stepped on by Wang Zhonglou. He tripped over a broken heavy stone slab and almost fell into Yu Xingrui's arms, covering his nose and walking away. There are few female guests in Wudang Mountain, and Lian Zhenfeng only lives with Yu Xingrui and Li Yuxu as masters and disciples. Cucumber’s little move made the master disciple blush. He raised his sleeves and smelled the smell of the worn Taoist robes. He didn’t feel that it was very smelly. Looking at the eyes of many juniors outside the hall, I suddenly felt embarrassed. I quickly put down my sleeves and asked the headmaster: "Senior brother, did you just give the Dahuang Court to him?"
"If he kills us people, he can still get Dahuangting."
Wang Zhonglou waved his whisk lightly, wearing white clothes and black robes, with a face like an ancient well. He quietly looked at the man and woman who had walked down the steps in front of the palace and were passing through the red gate of Taizhen Palace.
"But..."
"Junior brother, have you forgotten that Dahuangting is no longer the treasure of Wudang Sect? If he wants it, just give it to him."
Yu Xingrui heard the good news. Before Hong Xixiang became a disciple, the treasure of Wudang's religion was Dahuang Ting. "The alchemy method realized in "It is impossible to achieve Dahuangting. He, Wang Zhonglou, Wang Xiaoping, and Song Zhiming firmly believed that Hong Xixiang was the reincarnation of Zhenwu. Back then, their master forced Hong Xixiang to swear an oath not to leave the mountain until he became the best in the world, in order to prevent this Wudang The raw jade is stained with the tackiness of the world, and the supreme Taoism can be understood quietly. As long as the Hong Xiang is around, the Wudang Taoist tradition will not be destroyed.
Wang Zhonglou turned back to the hall and looked at the unsmiling Emperor Zhenwu for a while. His sword finger hurriedly pulled out, and golden light flashed on his forehead. The broken sword trembled slightly and flew into his fingertips.
"The Jade Emperor Tower is difficult to repair, and the Dahuang Courtyard is even more difficult. It is actually pitiful to ignore the basics and pursue the weak."
Yu Xingrui said: "What the senior brother said is true."
That person's sword energy can break through Wang Zhonglou's Huangting Zhenqi, so he must have extremely advanced swordsmanship secrets. Now that he has obtained Dahuangting, keeping it as a collection is the best choice, but if he tries to figure out how to practice, it will be as the master said , abandoning the original and pursuing the inferior, and annihilating the future.
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Hong Xixiang rode an ox through the back mountain, Chu Pingsheng left a message in Zixiao Palace, Xu Fengnian met Zhao Xituan, the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master.
Compared with these, outside the thatched cottage with bamboo trees planted halfway up Yunju Peak, Jiang Ni, the subjugated princess, was weeding under the fence with a small shovel brought from the Wudang sect's vegetable garden, and Xu Fengnian, who had a grudge and resisted marriage, came here to pick a fight. Sui Zhu Princess Zhao Fengya had a conflict and destroyed the vegetables in the vegetable garden, which was really not a big deal.
Chu Pingsheng thought it didn't count, but Xu Fengnian thought it didn't count. They stubbornly believed that there was nothing bigger than finding a place for the little clay figurine.
Zhao Fengya didn't come alone, she also brought several followers. The old eunuch Sun Diao Si's martial arts was not bad and he was a serious second-grade young master. Xu Fengnian couldn't win, but Lao Kui could. The two fought against each other with few moves, and Sun Diao Si won. After being defeated, two scimitars were held to his neck.
"Come and admit your mistake to her."
Xu Fengnian had his hands behind his back, his hair hanging down from his temples to his chest, and in his waist was the short knife Xiudong that Nangong Pushe lent him before the trip. He looked like a human being. In this matter, it doesn't matter if he is a low-handed person, as long as the guard is an expert. Lao Kui is a Beimang swordsman, and he doesn't care whether the guy in front of him disguised as a man is the princess of the Liyang Dynasty.
Jiang Ni was a maid in Prince Ming's Mansion, and she looked like a maid. She was thin, short, and as tall as a square mile. She was a full two times smaller than Prince Ming's Crown Prince standing next to her. She looked like a small bean sprout. At this time, half of her face was still a little red. She had been slapped when she pushed Zhao Fengya to prevent her from stepping on the vegetables in the vegetable garden.
"No need, I just want my vegetable garden and let her pay for my vegetable garden."
"Okay, then if she doesn't admit her mistake, we'll pay for it." Xu Fengnian walked to Lao Kui who was holding a knife on Sun Diao Si's neck. He leaned over to see the distance between the knife and his neck. He clicked his tongue and stretched out his scissors in victory. He compared his hands, front and back, left and right: "This is the number."
Zhao Fengya rubbed the two azure luminous pearls in her hands: "How many are these?"
"Two thousand taels...gold."
Xu Fengnian deliberately made a long noise, looking as triumphant as if he had gone to a brothel and grabbed the prostitute who the girl had yelled at night to transfer.
Zhao Fengya was a little embarrassed, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "I have no money now."
Xu Fengnian pursed her lips at the luminous pearl in her hand and pointed to a clear path: "No money? It's easy to say that you don't have money. What are you holding in your hand?"
(End of chapter)