A young man who was rampant in the world began to rumor to be rumored, with barefoot black clothes and his hair rising like a comet. He brought two giant black tigers, two large tigers, who were rushing south to Yin Academy, and then rushed straight to Beiliang. He did not take the initiative to hurt people along the way. The young man was serious and neither did good deeds of being a hero or a villain who relied on martial arts. However, if someone took the initiative to provoke and blocked the road, so far, no one left a whole body. The young man in black was like the white-clad Luoyang of the Northern Mang Dynasty.

Unstoppable, many young young men in the world who were ignorant of the importance of the world bullied him alone. After weighing the weight, they felt that they could use him as a stepping stone to accumulate reputation, and most of them were torn apart by the black tiger. When one person and one household passed by, the local sects with slightly more informed news remained silent, warning the young juniors in the sect not to join in the fun. During this period, there were six or seven groups of killers of unknown origin, who went on one after another, and the fate was particularly miserable. The young man was simply invulnerable, with a huge brute force, which could blow up a ship and destroy the city.

Three hundred iron cavalry rushed out of Liangzhou City to welcome the black-clad young man Xu Longxiang.

Huang Man'er returned to the empty Beiliang Palace without expression. In Wutong Courtyard, he saw the fake prince who only resembled and had no charm. If it weren't for being stopped by several maids and sisters whom he still recognized, he would have to be crushed into meat on the spot. The boy did not see his brother, nor could he see Xu Xiao who was still patrolling the border. Huang Man'er seemed to be a little confused. After a while, he was stunned by the Tingchao Lake, he went to Wutong Courtyard to squat. No one could persuade him, and there was no one who dared to persuade him, not to mention that there was a terrifying black tiger beside the little prince. Then Huang Man'er became irritable and seemed to find that she was lost. Then he began to rush around the Beiliang Palace. The walls of the erected courtyards were knocked out holes, and no one dared to stand in front of the little prince.

The Prince of Beiliang Mansion knows that His Royal Highness has welcomed two beautiful women from other places. The younger one lives in Wutong Courtyard, and lives in a quiet place. The young woman is so beautiful that it makes people want to give birth to a pair of eyes. Unfortunately, compared to the woman who occasionally goes for a walk by the lake, she only takes a little bit of land full of reeds, and never takes a step. The graceful figure left to everyone is often a glance, and it is hard to let go. After my brother mysteriously disappeared, Murong Wuzhu lived a lonely life, but she was not sad. She was in Wutong.

The courtyard was under someone's roof. Fortunately, her temperate and uninhibited nature brought by her mother's womb made her more likely to be accepted by the second-class maids in the reed marsh. They were all outsiders who wandered away from their hometowns. Murong Wuzhu would visit Pei Nanwei from time to time. Today, when they heard the movements of the royal palace, Murong Wuzhu hurriedly carried the corner of her skirt and ran out of the house, standing on the platform to look at her, but she could not see the familiar slender man, but only saw a crazy barefoot boy. In addition to fear, she also had an unconcealable loss.

Pei Nanwei never left the house. When he saw the young woman in a daze, he turned around and sat down, he sighed quietly in his heart. Is that slut named Xu worthy of your concern?

Murong Wuzhu calmed down and said softly: "Sister Pei, I saw the little prince who returned from Longhu Mountain practicing Taoism. He looked different from him."

Pei Nanwei asked in a slight manner: "Who is he? Your brother, or the King of Beiliang?"

Murong Wuzhu's face was flushed and she lowered her head to knead the corner of her clothes.

Pei Nanwei looked at her and felt a little envious for no reason. When a woman was shy when she was young, she would be shy. When she got older, she would be disgusting.

Murong Wuzhu was afraid of being teased, so she found an excuse to leave. Pei Nanwei did not get up and see him off. Her small house was built by the lake to fill water, so that she could be surrounded by reeds on all sides. In midsummer, the reeds were green and several pairs of wild mandarin ducks floated with their necks. She walked out of the house, and there was no stone slab outside the house, and there was mud. She took off her shoes and socks and held them in her hands, walked among the reeds that seemed to be isolated from the world, and looked up gently.

The one who rescued the palace was Yuan Zuozong, who led only a few dozen cavalry back urgently. Huang Man'er recognized the adopted son of the King of Northern Liang. Outsiders didn't know what Yuan Zuozong said, so the little prince immediately calmed down. Dozens of elite cavalry had no time to eat, so he left the mansion and the city. He went all the way to the foot of Wudang Mountain. Xu Longxiang ran barefoot all the way, and still beat the galloping horse. Last time, the prince came down to Wudang Palace, and only the old head coach Wang Chonglou went down the mountain to greet him.

Guest, today, under the four-character archway of Xuanwu Dangxing, there was only a simple young man with a simple Taoist robe. Yuan Zuozong and the Taoist priest surnamed Li nodded and stood still. Huang Man'er probably stayed in Longhu Mountain and had been with the Taoist Temple for a long time. He was with the old master day and night. He was not disgusted with the Taoist priest, but felt close to him. He climbed quietly. When he arrived at the top of the Little Lotus Peak, the Taoist Li Yuxe no longer approached the Turtle Camel Monument. The boy in black and black came to the cliff together with the giant tiger in black.

Here, a red dress ascended.

Here, Hong Xixiang ran his own troops and threatened to prove the truth for another 300 years with the heaven and earth. Since this Taoist priest who became a earth immortal at less than thirty was the reincarnation of Lu Zu, and Qi Xuanzhen's reincarnation, the Zhenwu Emperor in the prophecy was obviously another person. He was under the seat of Qi Zhenren who had been destined to the Taoist method for a long time in the Demon-Slaying Platform. He was very irritable and was extremely gentle when he came here. He lay on the ground. Don't forget that Hong Xixiang was both the reincarnation of Lu Zu and the reincarnation of Qi Xuanzhen's reincarnation. Hong Xixiang was the old master of the Black Tiger. The black tiger was spiritual and possessed his own magical powers, and actually shook his head and sobbed. Li Yufu stood in the distance and saw this scene, which was also sad. To him, the uncle of the junior master was a well-deserved immortal figure with outstanding temperament. Li Yufu respected his master, but admired his uncle. If Master Hong did not ascend, how good would it be to become a fairy couple with the woman in red to practice in the world.

Suddenly, Xu Longxiang clenched her fists with both hands and wailed to the sky.

The black tiger also roared.

The earth shakes.

With Xu Longxiang's catharsis, the energy of the energy hit the middle of the lake like a flying stone from the sky, scattering everywhere. Li Yu, the new junior teacher who had been up the mountain for a few years, floated like a boat floating in the sea, shaking, but it was not overturned.

Welcoming up the mountain and then sending it down the mountain, Li Yufu looked at each man and a tiger and followed the iron cavalry far away, and sighed. His younger brother was already so domineering. He thought that the prince, who could not even be able to surrender, was really lawless as rumored. He knew that he was going up the mountain in the future, and it seemed that he had to find an excuse to not see him. Li Yufu himself did not know that before the Hong Xixiang army was disbanded, he left the last words of "Wudang Dangxing, Dangxing was in the Jade Axe". His master Yu Xingrui picked up an orphan like him in the East China Sea as his apprentice. Although he had a heavy trust, he did not do stupid things to pull seedlings and grow. Moreover, Wudang Mountain has been passed down for hundreds of years, and he liked it most naturally. In recent years, Li Yufu has not only followed his masters to practice Taoism.

Chen Mu led boxing in the square in front of the main peak palace twice, and was responsible for feeding the green cows and managing the vegetable gardens on the waterfall. Even the teacher uncle, who was in charge of the secluded Zhulu, who made his friend Qi Xianxia, ​​also gave him to clean it. He was still on several peaks every day. There were fifty or sixty miles of mountain roads alone, and there were six Taoist temples. Many Taoist children who had finished their homework liked to wait for the rabbits and help them raise cattle for the uncle, just to listen to the uncle talk about the people and things at the foot of the mountain. Buddhism follows the law but not the human beings, and Taoism practices nature. Li Yufu has never been to Longhu Mountain, a Taoist ancestral courtyard that has been suppressed by Wudang Mountain for hundreds of years. He also felt that it made sense that the uncle in charge of the teacher was reluctant to go down the mountain. Everyone is on a blind date here, and the scenery is good.

He also clearly remembers the first and last time he chatted with his uncle. At that time, the head teacher was at the peak of the sky, riding a crane down the country, flying swords thousands of miles to conquer dragons and tigers, and cutting off the fortunes of several countries. He entered and left Tai'an City and was as uninhabited as if no one in the world dared to underestimate Wudang Mountain. Li Yufu was taken to Xiaolianhua Peak by his master, and both hands were sweating. The master did not say comfort, but just laughed all the way. When he reached the waist of the mountain, he ran into the master who was herding cattle and basking in the sun. After the master left, Uncle Hong waved to himself. The two sat on the shaded stone at the bottom of the tree. Seeing him cramped, the uncle said with a smile: "When you first went up the mountain, I should have picked you up, but unfortunately I was not on the mountain at that time."

Li Yufu was extremely nervous, sat upright, shook his head and said, "I dare not."

The young master, who was less than 30 years old, said warmly: "I remember when I was a child, it happened to be snowing heavily. It was a heavy snowfall. It was so hard that I couldn't clean it. The elder brother stood under the archway and waited for us. At that time, I thought it was a Taoist priest in Wudang who made a big snowman pile there. The elder brother smiled and shook off the snowflakes. I realized that he was a living person. I was shocked and almost cried. At that time, my master was behind my back and scolded me for a long time. The elder brother was not annoyed. When I went up the mountain, I turned my head and looked at him secretly, and he laughed."

"Your master is well-versed and understands everything. Meng Xi's hexagram, Jing Fang's adaptation, Xun Shuang's rise and fall, Deng Xuan's Yao Chen, Yu Fan's Na Jia, he all studied the meaning and finally cultivated the Great Huangting. He told me that the ancient alchemist had cultivated the spirit first, and then cultivated the qi, and then refined the essence. The more works the more, the further away from the Tao. Cultivating life but not the nature is the first disease of cultivation. He also said that our Taoist cultivation is no different from martial arts. However, the elder brother said a lot, and I didn't understand it very much at that time, but fortunately he didn't blame him."

"There are some things that the head master doesn't understand?"

"You said this, haha, it looks very much like me. When I saw that prince, I remember saying this too. That guy was so weak that he just took this trick. By the way, Jade Axe, your name is good."

"Reported to the head, it was the master who helped him get it."

"Your master is very knowledgeable and has a profound cultivation level. You must cherish it if you don't show off your mountains and dew."

"Um!"

"Jade Axe, do you want to cultivate immortality by practicing Taoism?"

"Master, this... I haven't thought about it yet."

"Don't rush to answer, I just ask casually."

"Let me report to the head teacher after I figure it out."

"Just call me uncle, come and teach you their own set of boxing and sword skills. Once you have learned it, go down the mountain."

"Your uncle, please tell me, I'll listen carefully."

Li Yufu, who recalled the past, was idle and a little sad. He walked leisurely all the way. As he walked, he came to the main peak and main hall and saw the statue of Zhenwu Emperor. Li Yufu looked at it many times and lost his mind again and again. This time there was no exception.

I look at Zhenwu, Zhenwu look at me.

On the border of Northern Liang, ten thousand dragon and elephant iron cavalry are ready to go, and their iron armor is in full bloom.

Xu Xiao, wearing an old armor, stood in front of the army, pointed to Beimang's direction at the boy in black beside him, and said softly: "Go and pick up your brother."

Huang Man'er seemed to smile silly, but she exuded a bloody and heroic feeling.

Xu Xiao turned around and asked with a smile: "Dragon Elephant Army, do you dare to drive straight into a thousand miles?"

The soldiers were boiling: "Fight to the death!"

The boy rode on the black tiger, took out a ribbon, raised his hands and tied up his hair.
Chapter completed!