Immortals guide the way to kill the river?

The Canglan River is the largest river in Beiliang.

Xu Fengnian sprayed a mouthful of tea on the face of the Taoist immortal opposite. The old Taoist priest who had been in charge of Wudang for 30 years just wiped it gently, turned his head and glared at the verbal junior brother. Xu Fengnian quickly accused a few times. Wang Chonglou had a good temper and didn't care and continued to drink tea. Xu Fengnian quietly looked at the first person in Wudang, his forehead was red like a raised eyebrows. Although he had crane hair, his appearance did not look old. Xu Fengnian suddenly remembered that he was in the Tingchao Pavilion when he was a boy.

I read a Taoist classic "Three Thousand Meteorological" and mentioned that Wudang has a mysterious internal power, which refines the body of the Taishang Jade Liquid, first becomes a elixir, travels through the five internal organs, and then penetrates the limbs. It can turn red blood into white milk, and looks like a young man, and does not invade the cold and heat. It is called entering the immortal realm at the beginning. Xu Fengnian has always taken the written records of this type of snow mud occasionally leaving claws, but when he heard those two fingers with his own ears, he saw Wang Chonglou's vaguely exposed majestic atmosphere with his own eyes, he had to believe it.

The old Taoist priest left after drinking tea. Xu Fengnian saw Hong Xixiang squatting aside in a daze, frowned and said, "A man riding a cow, aren't you leaving yet?"

Hong Xixiang said oh, slowly walked back to Xiaolianhua Peak, passing through the Three Palaces and Six Temples, and countless Taoist priests of all sizes respectfully called the master's uncle, the Grand Master, and he responded. Some familiar juniors would stop and chat for a few words. They walked slowly to the Cliff and found that the head teacher was standing under the Turtle Camel Monument. Hong Xixiang accelerated his steps and called Senior Brother Dawang. Their generation on the mountain is already the highest, unlike the retreat real person who is above the head of Longhu Mountain who is still a retreat person who is in vain and ignoring the world. There is also a senior brother named Wang, who uses a sword to cap Wudang. He is used to be called Senior Brother Xiaowang by Hong Xixiang. He has been silent on the Dalianhua Peak for sixteen years.

Wang Chonglou, who was almost one head taller than Hong Xixiang, turned around and saw the depressed junior brother, and joked: "Has your privately hidden ** been taken away by your Senior Brother Chen again?"

Hong Xixiang shook her head and wanted to speak but stopped. Wang Chonglou patted his junior brother's shoulder and walked away in the moonlight.

Xu Fengnian practiced the hob skills, but there was no routine. The most important thing was the angle and trend of the first sword. Then dozens and hundreds of moves followed the trend. How to use the fastest knife as soon as possible, and strive to do it in one go without gaps, and use the most efficient knife with the most savings. This is not Lao Kui's personal bag professor, but a simple knife technique that Xu Fengnian himself figured out. It is very appropriate to say that it is a hob. Compared with what Master Wang said, standing and walking on the sword, it seems to be a slightly different place. Back to lie down in the hut, it is a hard bed, as tough as Wudang Mountain. Xu Fengnian was not jealous of this, thanks to his habit of sleeping in the wilderness with Lao Huang.

In addition to an oil lamp, there are two stacks of yellowed books, two sword scores, one "Zhaoyuan Jue", and the bottom is "Luanshu Pavilion Jiazi Jianjue". Xu Fengnian did not have pajamas, so he simply stayed up late to memorize these things by rote. The Wudang Xinfa Mental Scriptures are widely circulated in the world, mostly fakes, and are still very popular with the name of the internal strength of the Jade Pillar. However, there are indeed some real and inferior Jade Pillar Scriptures that are well-known to people in the martial arts world. Wudang Mountain never deliberately strangled and blocked, because the Jade Pillar Scriptures are just a yin fish of the Yin-Yang fish, and they also need the Wudang Taoist priests' unique body-building techniques to complement each other day.

Xu Fengnian was not interested in the sword score, and "Zhaoyuan Jue" did not feel that "Zhaoyuan Jue" was beneficial, but he couldn't let go of "Jiazi Xijianlu". This sixty years of sword training was the work of the ancestors of Wudang. It was just obscure and not easy to get started. Xu Fengnian looked out the gloomy window, put down "Jiazi Xijianlu", and walked towards the Baixiang Pool with an embroidered winter knife. The closer he got, the more the sound of the waterfall hitting the stone, and the cold water came to his face. There was a big stone suddenly coming out of the pool. Xu Fengnian walked along the edge of the Baixiang Pool and actually walked into the waterfall along a bluestone road. It turned out that the Xuanxian Peak of the ivory waterfall was hollowed out by the magical skills of the ancestors of Wudang. It was said that a real person ascended here by the rainbow, leaving an ancient sword in the pool.

Xu Fengnian stood firm, only two arms away from this Bailian Waterfall. His clothes were getting wet.

Xu Fengnian tried his best to slash.

The old Taoist priest cut off the river with two fingers. So what if we use one sword with all our strength?

Xu Fengnian felt a biting pain. The Xiu Dong Knife just came into contact with the waterfall that was flowing down three thousand feet straight, and then she broke out, drawing a slit in the air and fell to the ground. Xu Fengnian raised her hand and saw that a big blood slit had been cracked. Xu Fengnian grinned and went to pick up the Xiu Dong Knife, which was destined to be buried in his hand for a long time. She let out a long breath and then slashed it, but it was still the end of Xiu Dong's hand. Xu Fengnian gasped, teared off a piece of fabric on her body, wrapped it in her hand, sat on the ground and picked up the Xiu Dong Knife. She no longer wanted to slash out a gap smoothly with one knife, just to not take off her hand.

After changing his left hand, he slashed it even more miserable, even the person and the knife were thrown out.

The young master uncle came to the 5200 cave of the Evil Breeding Novel, and said in surprise: "You are exactly the same as Senior Brother Chen who practiced swords back then."

Xu Fengnian said happily in pain: "All masters are like this."

Hong Xixiang said softly: "It's just that Senior Brother Chen is at your age and can cut a few inches of space with one sword."

Xu Fengnian said angrily: "Please help me bring a message to the royal mansion. There is a white fox face in seclusion. Let him choose forty or fifty martial arts secret techniques first and find someone to take to the mountain."

Hong Xixiang said curiously: "What is this?"

Xu Fengnian lowered his head and tied the cloth strip on the wound on his left hand with his mouth, ignoring Hong Xixiang.

The young master went out to do errands for His Royal Highness the Prince. There was a Ziyang Taoist Temple a mile away. He was going to ask the juniors for help. Of course, Uncle Master himself would not go down the mountain.

A few days later, a slender woman was struggling to climb the mountain with a heavy luggage.

What is the most important thing in the world? Love, loyalty, filial piety, and fart are the most important thing in books.

Jiang Ni sat on the first step on the mountainside, her waist almost broke. Several nearby Taoist priests who were staring at her and shaking all the way and could roll down the mountain at any time were finally relieved. This beautiful young woman was escorted to the foot of the mountain by the Beiliang Iron Cavalry, and then went up the steps alone. At first, the Wudang Taoist priests wanted to help, but they did not get any response from her. They just had a cold face. The Taoist priests had to follow carefully, for fear that she would suffer with their luggage. The women from the Beiliang Palace could not afford to provoke. Jiang Ni looked up at the endless mountain peak, muttering something, but the Taoist priests could not hear it. They were all mean words that cursed Xu Fengnian for not being able to die a good death, but it was already gentle compared to her daily behavior of tying a little grass man. Now if the bastard Prince dared to stand in front of her, she would definitely draw out the talisman and die with him.

Jiang Ni rubbed his red shoulders, gritted his teeth and carried his bags as heavy as a pound again. In the glazed world, this is a pitiful picture of being alone.

Hong Xixiang was strolling on the mountain. When he happened to see this scene, he ran to help. But before he could speak, Jiang Ni said that a good dog would not block the way, his tone was weak, but his eyebrows were filled with the Bodhisattva's eyes. He did not look like the lowest-class maid in the royal palace. Hong Xixiang smiled and said that I would lead the way for the girl.

When Jiang Ni saw the hut, he was stunned for a moment.

This is the residence of His Royal Highness Killing Qiandao Crown Prince? He would not jump to his feet and curse, and kicked thousands of magnificent Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain down the mountain?

She sat on the ground, panting, feeling really dead.

Hong Xixiang was about to make a sound reminder, but Jiang Ni glared at him and had to swallow all the words back to his stomach. The young master's uncle thought that the women brought out by His Royal Highness were different, or that the eldest brother said so straightforwardly, is it because the women at the foot of the mountain were all tigresses? Although the kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, Hong Xixiang still had the opportunity to pick up his bag and move it into the hut. This time Jiang Ni did not scold him, but he really didn't have the energy. She wanted to sit and sleep.

As for the pain on the back of the shoulders, it has become numb and you can just not touch it. If you don’t open the pot, the back of Jiang Ni was hit by a hard object a few times, and the movement was not big. But for Jiang Ni, it is like pouring oil on a small fire and spreading thick frost on the snow. Jiang Ni, who was so patient that he was so painful that he turned around with a crying voice, looked up and saw the odorous, hateful, and killable face. He didn’t know where he developed some strength. He opened his mouth and bit it and bit his prince’s calf with a barefoot knife.

Xu Fengnian took the scabbard and patted Jiang Ni on the cheek. He slapped the princess of the fallen country without hesitation. The force was just right, neither light nor heavy, and not enough to hurt people. Xu Fengnian frowned and scolded: "Are you a dog?"

Jiang Ni, who was more ashamed and angry than pain, could not move, so he had to grab the soil on the ground and throw it at Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian was not angry either, but just slapped the soil back one by one with Xiudong, and the ginger mud instantly turned into a little clay figure.

"Xu Fengnian, you must die a bad death!"

"Come on, Jiang Ni puppy, bite me to death."

"You are not human!"

"Oh, Jiang Ni, you look at the real water spirit now, so cute. If you have the ability to throw the divine talisman over, then you will be considered cruel."

"I will stab you to death one day!"

"It's time to get ready, I'm determined not to fight back. Why are you still sitting on the ground? Jiang Ni puppy, you can't be too much asking me to put my neck on the talisman and wipe my neck, right? This way of death is too domineering."

One sat on the ground, one stood, one cried and the other laughed.

Who can imagine that these two young men and women of similar age are the eldest princesses of the fallen country and the eldest son of the King of Northern Liang?

Seeing this scene, the young master, who felt that it was even more difficult to understand than the Heavenly Book, said helplessly: "I'd better go ride a cow."
Chapter completed!