After Deng Tai'a came to Wudang to compete in swords, nothing happened in Wudang again. It was exactly what the saying said: I realized Huangting in the deep mountains, and I waited for the seed of enlightenment and immortality, and it was a thousand years later.

From Wang Xiaoping down the mountain, Deng Tai'a lost half of his move. It has been two or four years since April on Wudang Mountain. Prince Liang, who has to come to the mountain to beat people every year after the Chinese New Year, has not been up the mountain for three years. This makes Wudang uncle, who likes to ride a cow on Xiaolianhua Peak, complain when he complains. No matter how wonderful the book is, he read it back and forth countless times, and it becomes tea with too much water, which is bland and tasteless.

On the Big Lotus Peak, in the valley cliff, the spring rain poured green peaks. Qingtan, which had been frozen all winter, saw the bottom of the hoe's stomach at first sight. But this guy has been surprisingly abnormal in recent months. He squinted his eyes all day and did not sleep. He did not go out to catch blood food. When he moved his body, he couldn't even bear to step on an ant on the ground to death.

"Life is precious." Wudang uncle, who looked lazy, sat by the Qingtan River, and while he was talking, he threw a bass that bit the hook into the fish basket, shook the fish basket, looked at the two fat and ruler-long four-geel fish in the basket, licked their lips, turned their heads to look at Ye Qi who was touching the hoe, and said, "I don't know what method the Taoist has used. There is no fence in the green pond, and the fish in the pond can enter larger waters as soon as they leapt. They just stayed for a year. Now that they bit my fish hook, they can only be called a stool. It's a sin, a sin."

Wudang uncle often came here to chat. Sometimes when he said something above the top of cultivation, Ye Qi would pay attention to it. At this time, he was talking nonsense before the meat was eaten. Ye Qi was too lazy to look at him, let alone follow his words.

Hong Xixiang didn't realize that it was not bad. He walked at the outlet of the Qingtan by the cliff, and was about to hang the scales on the fish with compassion.

But before he could start, a thunder sounded for no reason in Qingzhang, and then there was a cloud of dark clouds in an instant. The hoe with a squinting eyes turned to look at the master and roared.

Ye Qi touched the horn on its head and said, "I should have gone down the mountain and walked two days ago. It was because of your hard begging that you gave me two more breaths of heaven and earth. Finally, I waited for this heavy rain and wanted to go quickly."

The hoe sticks out his tongue and licks his nose, his bloody eyes show a look of gratitude, and roars towards the power of the seventy-two mountains outside the cliff, jumps straight to the cliff more than ten feet high, and runs towards a place where no one is in the mountains.

Hong Xixiang looked up at the sky, poured two struggling and alive bass in the fish basket into the pond with regret, and said dejectedly: "Oh, God is always not good."

Ye Qi walked on the cliff, looked at the mountain view that was sunk into the dim cliff, and said, "Speak nonsense again."

Hong Xixiang swept away his lazy state, pinched his fingers and said, "A strange beast like Hu Kui, who has lived for hundreds of years, has the perception of seeing the way of heaven. It has foreshadowed that it will have a disaster, so it stays by the right side of the Tao to absorb the energy and fortune of heaven and earth so that it can give birth to a young beast in its belly early. However, there is something unknown to Xixiang. Why should fellow Taoist allow it to do this? It should be noted that if it were not like this, with the realm of the way of heaven, fellow Taoist, perhaps he had already entered the ranks of immortals on land."

Ye Qi smiled and said, "At that time, he brought it from Qingcheng Mountain, because he wanted to leave two mountain-squeezing spirit beasts for Wudang. Unexpectedly, this guy's later rogue was quite cute, so he let it be a little willful."

"I didn't expect to hear the word "cute" from fellow Taoists." Hong Xixiang said in confusion: "Xixiang's state is not as good as the level, but she is confident and has a pair of wisdom eyes. However, her state is a knot, and she may not see clearly when she sees it. She does not have the ability of her senior brother to see clearly with her body's skills. The origin of the fellow Taoists is unknown, so why do she prefer Wudang?"

"I prefer Wudang?" Ye Qihan said with a gentle expression: "Is this reason enough to like the word Wudang?"

A thunder fell among the green ancient trees in Wudang. At the same time, a tiger roar shook the forest. The forest could not escape the end of being burned by thunder, but it was trapped invisibly after the tiger roar. Then, the spring rain fell like a tide and poured into Wudang.

Deng Tai Aping said that Ye Qi's Vajra Realm is not inferior to Li Wangxin, and the celestial phenomena are not inferior to Guanzi Cao. The rain is pouring heavily, and a drop cannot fall on him. Hong Xixiang is different, and no one knows his lazy name is in the world. In just an instant, his Taoist robe was wet with the rain.

The rain was too heavy, and Wudang Master's uncle couldn't even open his mouth. "Fellow Taoist can be recognized by Lu Zujian, but it is not only a sword-like cultivation that can reach the world."

"Xuanwu should prosper. If you want to prosper, there will inevitably be disaster. After the disaster, it is true that it will prosper. No matter how prosperous it is, how can it be prosperous? "Ye Qi said coldly and irrelevantly, "I am more and more shameful. As long as I don't like my wishes, I will try it against it."

In the rain outside the cliff, two young beasts babbled faintly.

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The spring rain fell for a day and it stopped the next morning. The clouds and fog in the mountains were several times thicker than usual because of this rain.

A tiger roar shook the clouds and mist in the valley, and the hoe was lightly approaching the edge of the pond in the cliff.

After a while, two little tigers more than one foot long ran behind it. They had just been born for one day and two little things could walk, but they had been in the womb for three years. They were about to fall on the ground while running. The little tiger's head was in the mud, and they didn't feel it hurt. They shook their heads and continued running, fearing that the hoe would not want them.

The hoe screamed at Qingtan a few times. One of the slightly thin tiger Kui stopped beside the pond. Two reddish-brown eyes had no less spiritual footsteps than the children on earth. They looked at their mother timidly and innocently. Before their mother could make any moves, a tiger Kui raised its claws and slapped it into the water. Then he jumped out of Qingtan.

The thin little tiger Kui was thrusting desperately in the water. After a while, he found that he was not drowned in the water. He saw another little tiger Kui having fun in the water, and he was no longer afraid.

A hoe gave birth to a male and a female, two little tigers. The first tiger Kui was born as a mother, so the body was slightly stronger, and the later one was a male, with a slightly thin body and a little courage.

After the two siblings played in the water for a long time, they watched the mud on their two children being washed by the pond water with a hoe, and then they roared again. Then the siblings reluctantly climbed up the shore and lay quietly beside their mother.

At this time, the door of the bamboo house in front of the bamboo forest opened. Ye Qi rubbed his eyes and looked at the edge of the pond. Yesterday, he went to the deep mountains and forests to give birth. He no longer had to run the exercises day and night to compile the vitality of heaven and earth. After Hong Xixiangkan was tortured by heavy rain, he covered his head and left the Dalianhua Peak, he returned to the bamboo house, lay on the bed and slept until now.
Chapter completed!