Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 600 Seeing the poor dagger, the three crazy people sit down!

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The majestic Wudang Mountains.

On the night of the fifteenth Lantern Festival, four hundred miles of Wudang are brightly lit.

Tianzhu Peak, Zixiao Palace.

Taoist Ning was dressed in pure purple and gold-rimmed Taoist robes. Although his face was middle-aged, his hair was already gray. At this moment, this great master who ranked fifth in the list of primordial spirits of the Han Dynasty stood alone in front of Zixiao Palace, looking at the vast moonlit night and the dim stars , the haze gradually gathers.

"It's a pity." Taoist Ning shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know what the head is sighing about."

At the end of the mountain road in front of Zixiao Palace, a walker came in a pale gold Taoist robe, and the golden whisk was blowing lightly.

Daoist Jin Guang stopped in the square in front of Zixiao Palace. It was approaching midnight, and there was no one in front of Zixiao Palace. The place where Menning Passagers sit, if anyone can sneak into Zixiao Palace silently, no amount of Wudang disciples will be able to stop them.

Taoist Ning glanced at the real Jin Guang in the square, and said calmly: "The old Taoist is sighing, the Shangyuan Festival is full of evil spirits."

Master Jin Guang's pupils contracted slightly, but soon returned to normal, and said with a light smile, "The master is joking, I am a quiet place of Taoism four hundred miles away from Wudang, where ghosts and gods are not close, so how can there be evil spirits."

"I'm afraid of treacherous evil like ghosts."

Taoist Ning glanced at Master Jin Guang seemingly unintentionally, and said: "The master of Jinguang Peak is very interested, and this Shangyuan Festival does not stay on the peak to gather with his disciples and disciples, but to come to the lonely Zixiao Palace of the old Taoist, which surprises the old Taoist. "

Jin Guang said with a smile: "Jin Guang knows that the head is guarding Zixiao Palace alone, so he brought a pot of good tea to drink with the head."

"Oh, what tea?" A smile appeared on the corner of Taoist Ning's mouth.

"Master, please take a look." Master Jin Guang stretched out his hand to give it away, and the big red robe pot held in the palm of his hand flew into the hands of Taoist Ning.

Taoist Ning opened the lid, and there was a fragrant fragrance, like orchids and musk deer. He stroked the body of the pot and sighed again: "The vermilion mud that has been stale for a hundred years is as warm and moist as jade. It is a priceless treasure in the eyes of ordinary pot tasters. For hundreds of years, tea is the Avalokitesvara rhyme before the Qingming Festival, and the cultivation of tea by Buddhism and Taoism is quite different from our Taoist chonghe. A good pot makes the tea better, but it’s a pity that it’s not entrusted to people.”

Master Jin Guang's complexion changed slightly, and soon he smiled again, and said, "The master is joking."

However, the smile on the corner of Taoist Ning's mouth gradually changed, showing a mocking meaning, and said: "If there is no juice from the Poison God Flower in this pot of Avalokitesvara, the old Taoist can still enjoy a good pot of tea at the end. It's a pity, you Even the last bit of friendship was not left to the old Taoist."

Hearing this, Master Jin Guang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was actually noticed.

Taoist Ning sneered and said, "Jin Guang, as a person of the Jing family, the era of the Ning family is still a bit far away for you. You probably wouldn't have thought that if you hadn't become the head of the seven Wudang sons, Danzao Fengfeng The position of master should be inherited by the old Taoist, at the beginning, Daoist Danzao was good at elixir, and the old Taoist leaned to the left, just good at erysipelas, it is really a nostalgic time."

what!

At this moment, Jin Guang's face finally became a little ugly, and he said: "Jin Guang doesn't know what the master is talking about. The tea is collected and presented by his disciples. I am afraid that some heresy sect has tampered with it. Fortunately, the master is proficient in medicine and stones. It is my Wudang blessing."

"Poison God Grass, a rare poison in the heaven and earth spirits, is nothing more than a tonic for ordinary creatures. Only those who have achieved primordial spirits, once contaminated with poisonous god grass, their primordial spirits will be paralyzed, and they will no longer be able to grasp it." The will of the primordial spirit, and even within seventy-seven forty-nine hours without the companion's Jieshen flower, the primordial spirit collapsed, and both body and spirit perished."

Ignoring real Jin Guang, Taoist Ning said directly: "The Poison God flower is rare. In the five thousand years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, it has appeared less than ten times. Chances and fortunes have shocked the world, so it is not some heresy, but a demon."

Hearing this, Master Jin Guang finally changed his color, and no longer held any chances. He took a deep breath, sneered, and said, "The master's eyesight is still as sharp as ever, but the master is over a hundred years old. For the younger generation, Jin Guang thinks that he still has some potential, and his cultivation is barely enough, so it would be better if the sect master Zen is located in Jin Guang, Jin Guang guarantees that Wudang will definitely be carried forward in Jin Guang's hands from now on."

"Promote it?" Ning Daoist said coldly, "Let me leave it to you, a rebel who used one of the Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation Eyes to release the Six Heavens Demon Emperor? Your face seems to be stronger than that of the three senior turtles." The turtle shell is even thicker."

Ok?

At this moment, Jin Guang's heart sank, and he said: "It seems that the master knows a lot, but what can be changed?"

Taoist Ning showed regret in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Jin Guang, you really disregarded the teachings of your master, brother Ning Yu. Even if you suppressed dissidents and oppressed the Qingyang Peak lineage at the beginning, the old Taoist also saw that brother Ning Yu died in the battle on the West Sea border. I have endured a lot of patience, hoping that one day you will wake up and stop worrying about personal gains and losses. I didn't expect you to get worse, and even colluded with the six-day demon emperor who was sealed by Fumo Peak. Don't you know that there is a big world in the world that cannot be crossed? , that means you are human! Humans have human nature, demons have demonic ways, and demons have demonic ways! Humans and demons are not incompatible, it is not a distinction between good and evil, but a distinction between races!"

"Sect Leader, you are really pedantic and stubborn." Daoist Jin Guang showed disdain, and said, "There are all spirits in this world, but the strong delineate the boundaries of order and survival, and there is no distinction between races. Sanctification and godhood are just a thought. In between, there is no good or evil, as long as one can reach the Dao, it is normal for one to be successful."

"It seems that you have fallen into the evil way. The old Taoist can feel that the evil nature hidden in your body and your Taoist will have weakened." Taoist Ning said sadly. Well, today, the old Taoist may say that he will also clean up the door, and return Wudang to a bright future."

Master Jin Guang didn't take it seriously, and said: "Sect Leader, your vision is limited to this, but you don't know that I am one with Dao and Demon, and I am neither Dao nor Demon. When the day when Dao and Demon truly become one, it will be the day of great accomplishment."

"Arrogance without knowing it!" Ning Taoist shouted, "How many sages of the human race, do you think they have never tried it, and how many people fell on the road of Yuanshen, and only then have the road of pure Yang destiny of our human race today? You know what it means to be ridiculously overconfident!"

"Unfortunately, your opponent in charge is not me."

Daoist Jin Guang opened his mouth without the slightest timidity, but saw that the void in front of him was distorted, a purple-clothed girl holding a streamer and a terribly old man in a wheelchair in brocade robes appeared in the square in front of Zixiao Palace superior.

"Sect Master Desire Demon!" Taoist Ning's complexion changed slightly, and he said, "I didn't expect you to sit down yet."

On the rosewood wheelchair, the old man in brocade robe sounded like a dead stone, and said, "Ningtong Niubi, this sect is also waiting for the day to send you on the road, it seems that this day has come."

After a pause, the lord of the Desire Demon looked up at the top of Tianzhu Peak, the haze was like fog, covering the bright moon, and the haggard voice, like a dying night owl, sounded again: "The child's time has come, Ning Tong is old, you Wudang is at the end of the road!" !"

Rumble!

As soon as the old man's words fell, the entire Wudang Mountain [-] miles away shook violently, rocks rolled down, the ground cracked, and the dormant beasts neighed in terror, as if the end was coming.

"What happened!"

"not good!"

The disciples, deacons, guardians, and elders of all the peaks were all alarmed. Almost all the real peak masters rose into the air, feeling the tremors of the Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation. Tonight, there was a trend of disintegration.

The formation eyes were intact, but it began to collapse inexplicably. A sense of dead silence overflowed from the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak, and the death intent was so thick that it could not be dispelled, flooding the entire Wudang Mountain like a tide.

"Master!"

"Three Crazy Master Uncles!"

As soon as the real peak master reacted, his face turned pale with shock. The source of this sense of death is so obvious, it has been recorded in many classics, it is clearly the precursor before the master of martial arts is about to sit down.

impossible!

All Wudang primordial spirits were a little absent-minded, even a little flustered. This was their Wudang Dinghai God Needle existence. The reason why Zhen Guo Da Zong was called Zhen Guo Da Zong was because of the existence of the Master of Destiny, and the height of Destiny was higher than the sky. That's why it has the name of town. It is obvious that any quasi-sage of destiny has the power to suppress a country and a dynasty, enough to influence the general trend of the world.

call!

The next moment, the master souls of Wudang Peaks appeared in front of Zixiao Palace on Tianzhu Peak.

After seeing the real Jin Guang, the purple-clothed girl in front of him, and the Evil Lord sitting in a rosewood wheelchair, he was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the regretful and unprecedentedly dignified face of the master Ning Daoren, and he vaguely understood what was going on. With the state of mind of the master's divine sword hanging on the top without changing his face, such a change in expression, other than explaining the changes in front of him, there is only one point.

On the golden dome, the mentor of the sect leader, that three-crazy uncle, is really about to collapse.

"Jin Guang, you actually lured wolves into the house!"

This is the real Tianshi, and this old Taoist's eyes showed disbelief. He and Jin Suofeng's predecessor, Ningyu, are disciples of the same master, so he has always been close to Jinsuofeng, and even for Jinguang, he also loves Wuwu, even if it is Qingyang The little fairy Feng still chose to advance and retreat together when his momentum was the most solemn. He never thought that the master nephew, the master of the peak, actually deceived the real martial arts seven-section sword formation and lured the enemy of the demon sect into the mountain.

But at this moment on the golden dome, the three crazy master uncles appeared to be sitting and melting, and the people from the Demon Sect came just at this time. If there was nothing involved in it, the real Tianshi would not believe it at all. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps! After three shifts, thank you Wumeng brothers and sisters for their support, and thank you new book friends for joining.)

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