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Chapter 105: The Wind and Thunder Are Close at Hand (Part 2)

(Resurrection...)

To know the identity of the Wudang master, the old pilgrims did not dare to let the number one immortal on the mountain carry their bags. The young pilgrims could not resist the old people's insistence, so they had to accompany them to the gate of Xuanwu Hall of the Great Lotus Peak. There were only a few pilgrims. The young Taoist stood under a thousand-year-old camphor tree and looked at the pilgrims holding incense and worshiping the everywhere. Finally, they threw themselves into a huge incense burner. There was finally some incense smoke on Wudang Mountain.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a Taoist priest wearing a mountain Taoist robe holding a white-tailed whisk in his hand, with a solemn face. He slowly walked into the door without causing dust. Just looking at whether he was a fairy-like Taoist priest, even the head of Wudang under the camphor tree seemed far inferior. The young Taoist priest bowed slightly to the uninvited guest.

The older Taoist priest ignored it and just looked into the Xuanwu Hall. He could vaguely see the magnificent statue of Emperor Zhenwu in the hall. The statue was several feet high, with hair and feet spreading, golden armor, and black turtle pedals.

The Taoist priest looked at the bronze statue, then looked at the incense burner outside the hall, shook his head, and murmured: "I will suppress all the demons and control the north. If it is not Xuanwu, it is not enough to stop it?"

After becoming the head of Wudang, the Taoist priest stood far away quietly, but heard the Taoist priest's inquiry. He just didn't answer directly, but asked in uncertainty: "Absolutely?"

The outside Taoist priest frowned and said, "You're not sure?"

The young master who could not tell a certain thing accurately asked, smiled and said, "Longhushan said that you were the reincarnation of the third generation of ancestors, and said that when Lu Zu divided the Qingdan sword fetus into three parts, you got one, so do you think this is true or false?"

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest shook his head without hesitation and said, "Fake it."

The new leader of Wudang was probably shocked and speechless. On the contrary, the Taoist priest of Dragon and Tiger on other places seemed aggressive and was finally willing to look at it. He looked at the first person in Wudang who was not as good as any other Taoist priest in the Tianshi Mansion and asked, "Your name is Hong Xixiang?"

The guy named Hong Xixiang nodded and squatted straight on the stone steps. Look at me and look at you. Although the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain in front of him was arrogant, he couldn't slap him with a slap. The squatted man who was not blushing or white-faced was like a guest who came from afar. He was half-cooked, so he was not pretentious and enthusiastic, nor was he cold-eyed. Therefore, the confrontation between the two was not tense, but there was only a kind of funny talk between chickens and ducks.

Visitors from Longhu Mountain knew that his name was Hong Xixiang. Since Hong Xixiang knew the Qingdan Sword Fetus, he naturally knew that this guy with great background was Qi's surname Xianxia. In addition to being a name that never forgets, it was more because the surname Qi was not only famous in Longhu Mountain and Tianshi Mansion, but also in the entire Taoist sect of the world, Qi Xianxia is a top genius, and is destined to carry the tripod for the Taoist sect in the future. If you want to ask why this guy is so good? The reason for Wudang to learn is very simple. Senior Brother Xiao Wang's swordsmanship is already outstanding enough, right? But the eldest brother said that the swordsmanship in the Taoist sect was only third. The second person was an old senior who was blessed with a blessed land in the world. Both were suppressed by the young Dragon and Tiger Qi Xianxia.

Of course, the truth is the truth, and you have to see it with your own eyes. In Hong Xixiang's eyes, Qi Xianxia not only has a ponytail whisk in his hand, but also stands under a thousand-year-old camphor tree, and all ancient trees are swords, but also unsheathed swords. The popular saying that if I don't hold a sword, I will have millions of swords. It is probably a portrayal of Qi Xianxia's heroic portrayal.

Hong Xixiang, who was squatting on the stone steps, sighed heavily, look, the mountain is full of powerful people and terrible things, so dangerous.

As for why Qi Xianxia went up the mountain, Hong Xixiang was not a fool who was really ignorant of the world. There were not many Taoist temples in Wudang, but there were also many. There were inevitably some small disputes and frictions between Taoist temples and Taoist temples. If they were not convinced, they would come to the door to theory every now and then. In private, the Taoist priests lost their words, so they used their fists to reason. When they were young, they would always meet some juniors who made an appointment to settle privately in a secluded place on the mountain. In the past, he was very happy to watch, but now he became the head teacher, so it was hard to applaud.

, I can only wait until the fight is over and then I will persuade him to fight. No one is suitable for Longhu except Qi Xianxia coming to Wudang. The four great masters are at the age of the masters, and even if they win, they will not be glorious. Among the little masters, Mr. Bai Lian is invincible in the debate, but if he says everything Mr. Bai Lian says, he says it well, probably Mr. Bai Lian is helpless. Qi Xianxia is different. If you don’t saliva with you, just standing in front of you will be a great sense of oppression. What should I do? Can you really fight?

Qi Xianxia said that his blue-blade sword fetus was fake, but Hong Xixiang looked left and right, up and down, looking horizontal and vertical. This guy was so sharp that he was hard to stop.

Qi Xianxia looked at Hong Xixiang's embarrassing expression, which was not like a fake. Although his mood was still unfair, he had predicted countless situations and had never guessed that the new leader of Wudang was such a civilized thing that was neither ambitious nor responsible. If it weren't for the fact that Hong Xixiang carried his bag for the pilgrim when he went up the mountain, Qi Xianxia would have crushed the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. This was just a few whisks. As for whether Wudang and Longhu had become evil, and whether the Tianshi Mansion was punished for it, Qi Xianshi didn't care. For hundreds of years,

He had a complex and difficult-to-understand attitude towards Lu Zu. No matter how Lu Zu wrote a sword, he was an old god on Wudang Mountain. Longhu Mountain had countless immortals and several ancestors with great magic power. However, they seemed to be as close as Lu Dongxuan. Qi Xianxia felt that compared to Lu Zu, the ancestors in the Zhao family's genealogy of Longhu Mountain were more like clay statues in Taoist temples, rigid and distant, unable to drink heroic wine, and unable to write flying poems. He just looked high and made people feel awe and no closeness.

For a moment, the atmosphere outside the Zhenwu Palace was a bit cold, and the older Taoist priests avoided it. Only a few innocent and ignorant Taoist children gathered together to discuss the principles of the Taoist priests. In the eyes of these children, whether the young master uncle is the leader or not, he is the best in the world. His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang is so domineering, right? He was not obsessed by the master uncle? Of course, this is mostly because they did not see the scene of Xu Fengnian beating Hong Xixiang, but then again, even if they saw it, the Taoist children would only think that this was the master uncle and was not as wise as ordinary people.

Qi Xianxia took the initiative to ask: "Did you write "Santongqi"? Not your senior brothers?"

Hong Xixiang answered the question irrelevantly, "There is nothing to entertain on the mountain, I will give you a copy later."

Qi Xianxia frowned.

Hong Xixiang suddenly asked, "How is the scenery in Jiangnan good?"

Qi Xianxia remained silent.

Hong Xixiang asked, "I heard that Longhu is quite close to Huting County. The weather is not cold there now, right?"

Qi Xianxia seemed to be a little annoyed by such boring questions, and her tone became colder, "You won't go there?"

It was Hong Xixiang's turn to remain silent. Perhaps thinking of the saying that Hong Xixiang had never gone down the mountain, and thinking of the secrets that occasionally heard from the Tianshi Mansion, Qi Xianxia's face was strange, hesitated for a moment, and sneered: "Huting County is not cold at this time, it just made a big joke. Xu Weixiong, the eldest daughter of the King of Beiliang, was inappropriate, and it aroused public anger there. Even in the capital, there was an empress who wrote "The Woman's Ring" in the palace, and there was news that she wanted to punish the princess who married in Jiangnan."

Hong Xixiang looked up seriously and asked, "What crime should I ask?"

Qi Xianxia said calmly: "As the head of Wudang, are you just caring about this?"

Hong Xixiang smiled, pointed to the statue of Zhenwu Emperor in the hall, and said, "That person is concerned about the suffering of all people. As for your Tianshi Mansion, I have never had the ambition to manage the world and help the people. I just want to be full and warm on the mountain. As for what the mountain is, I will ask, by the way, tell me, what is the crime of asking?"

Qi Xianxia ignored Hong Xixiang and just looked at the Demon-Slaying Heavenly Lord in the dark hall again, and said softly: "It has been cast for a thousand years."

Qi Xianxia turned around and said, "It's different from yours. I'll go to Taixu Palace to take away the ancient sword hanging on the eaves of Lu Zu. I don't know what the crime was. I only know that the county was the main person who went to Longhu Mountain to burn incense and was stopped outside the mountain."

Hong Xixiang stood up.

Take a step.

When this young master uncle entered the celestial phenomena.

Today, it was a short step away and directly took away the whisk from the hand of the Daomen Sword Kui Qi Xianxia.

On Wudang Mountain, the long-lost sudden wind and thunder came.

———

Xu Xiao, the Great Pillar Kingdom, stepped on the central axis with all civil and military officials, and ran through the end of the imperial road in the square. Looking up, you can see the towering hall towering on the three-story base, Baohe Hall. This is the center of the dynasty and the center of the worship of thousands of dragons.

For the whole world, this Baohe Hall is just a small place, with only a hundred people standing there.

But the rise and fall of the empire will depend on the people here’s decrees, and any subtle breath here will determine whether the breathing of the huge empire is healthy.

The third floor has a majestic foundation, white jade carved railings, thick red wooden pillars, green eaves and beams, and golden glazed roof.

The most majestic and beautiful.

A few years ago, a fire in the rear of the palace destroyed countless palaces, and many palaces needed to be rebuilt. The stones and wood within hundreds of miles of the suburbs of the capital had been cut down and excavated. Xu Xiao's Beiliang was transported from the local area to countless ancient stones and ancient trees. One of the Yunlong carvings used as the stone steps in the back eaves weighed 300 tons. It can be seen how the people were exhausted and the censor was so tired that he was even more excited as a chicken blood. It was just impeachment of Xu Xiao as a treacherous minister, saying that the King of Beiliang was flattering and extorting heavy taxes. Some even said that Xu Xiao was not dead and the country was in trouble, but he claimed that he was honest and honest and honest. However, Xu Xiao was still the one who wanted to be in a good position and was in a high position.

Walking on the central axis of this empire, you don’t need to bow your head. As long as you approach, you will see a huge embedded Nine Dragon Wall. Nine golden dragons are lifelike, as if they will go to the air in the next moment. The stone steps leading to the hall on both sides of the Nine Dragon Wall, civil officials on the left and military generals on the right, must not be deviated. For hundreds of years, I have never heard of any confused boy - Zizhu missed it. The older generation of officials knew that Xu Lazi would stop for a moment and murmur to himself every time he stepped on the right stone steps on the right of the Nine Dragon Wall for the first time. No one heard it clearly. Xu Xiao was born as a martial artist, so every time he went to court, he walked on the right, which was exactly the same as the first time he entered Beijing. The court gave him a title of a great pillar. Now it seems that it is really a bit of a play. No wonder the court was in a mess, crying, kneeling, and angry, and the palace was full of atmosphere.

At this moment, most of the civil and military officials behind Xu Xiao had never discussed politics with this king of different surnames, so many people were interested in paying attention to Xu Xiao's actions after walking up the steps. Sure enough, Xu Xiao looked back at the southern emperor gate, but no one knew what Xu Laizi thought.

Xu Xiao thought of walking through the door, but he couldn't help it.

Ordinary people will be punished when they approach the imperial sect. Those who can enter the court will have great wealth, but how much they have paid is that every family has a difficult sutra. Even the one who sits high on the dragon throne in the hall is difficult to recite. Since the establishment of the Liyang Dynasty, it has never stopped. In the early days, the restoration and the sudden change of the Jiayin Palace, which Emperor Huanling was stabbed by eunuchs, and then to the Eastern Palace attack case in the sixth year of Jia'an. Next is the case of Prince Shunhe's straw man and the case of Emperor Rentai's sudden death, as well as the palace movement storm and the dispute between the Three Officials Temples 50 years ago, and the recent white-clothed case...

White clothes.

Xu Xiao recited a few words silently, then walked towards Baohe Palace, and his eyes became a little cold.

At the Mawei Inn, he learned that not only Feng Nian was provoking the Qingzhou navy on Chunshen Lake and was held accountable by some guys, but even Xu Weixiong, the eldest daughter who married far away from Jiangnan, would have to live a peaceful life just for a small life. The bastards behind him really thought they were wearing swords to the hall for decoration.

On this day, there was a great thunder in Baohe Palace.

All people have heard that after Xu Xiao, the Great Pillar Kingdom, had dispersed the court, and before he left the palace, he used his swordsmanship to kill a third-rank official.
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