Great fusion of heaven and earth

Chapter 659 Shang Huashan

The five elders of the Wen family, Yu Zhenzi, monk Yanhui, Yu Jiulian and his two senior brothers also arrived on Yunv Peak.

All of them were sitting on the Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall with their weapons. Yu Jiulian had read the two books of Swordsman and Jade Blood Sword, and knew who the Huashan Patriarch Feng No. [-] Middle School was. It's really a thing that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors.

Regardless of the faults of the Second School of Sword Qi back then, the Zhengqi Hall on the Yunv Peak was built by his masters and ancestors of the Second School of Wind. This cannot be changed, and even if it can be changed It's not something you, the head of the Hengshan School, Feng Erzhong, can change.

This is really deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and they also knew from the secret crotch of the palace how the Hengshan family was destroyed. , all became the confinement of other courtyards, but he patted his butt and became the patriarch of Huashan again.

What a beast, but they look down on the Huashan School very much. There are a lot of kung fu from various sects and schools in the palace library, even the original Sunflower Book, but they don’t have Huashan’s Hunyuan Kung Fu, otherwise they I won't come here again.

Seeing Yu Zhenzi and his senior brother Mu Sang Taoist staring at each other like a pair of fighting cocks, they thought it was funny. If Yu Zhenzi in the book is really a scum, but now this Yu Zhenzi has become a royal Gao Gong, who presided over a grand ceremony for the royal family, has become a serious Taoist priest, but he is proficient in Lu Yan's secret technique in the room.

But it is because he is proficient in this point that the royal family values ​​it. What the royal family wants is him. After all, there are very few serious Taoist priests. With such a master in hand, they must ask for advice. Makoto doesn't know how many women's crowns he has received and his fellow practitioners, but his kung fu has become more profound and pure.

Now Yu Zhenzi is like a 20-year-old young man, and he is not subdued at all in front of his senior brother.

It seems that if it weren't for the Huashan faction here, they would still have to fight. I don't know where the two of them got such a big resentment. There is a black iron chess piece in it, which keeps rattling.

"Yo, senior brother heard that you have changed your bandit number from Flying on the Ever-changing grass to a national chess player of Changing Myriad Tribulations. Your face is really big enough. Would you like to introduce some real gangsters to you?" Let’s compare the big players, the five elders of the Wen family of the Chess Fairy School are waiting for orders, you can ask them for advice, as the lord of Lingji Palace, I still have such a thin face.”

Yu Zhenzi said in a strange way, he not only hurt Taoist Mu Sang in his words, but also pointed out the identity of himself and others, which made Taoist Mu Sang stop grinding the chess pieces.

"Lingji Palace, Chengzu's Lingji Palace?"

This made him startled, he couldn't believe it, it was a royal palace, and not everyone could enter it.

"Senior brother, you're still a wild way, no talisman?"

This conferment is not a three-mountain talisman, but a Daoist. In the Ming Dynasty, the control of Taoist priests was still very heavy. Only Taoist priests who have Daoist priests are real Taoist priests. Those who do not have Taoist priests are fake Taoist priests. Killing Taoist, this is a very cruel sentence for a Taoist priest.

"If you are soft, I can still give you a talisman, hahaha!"

The more Yu Zhenzi laughed, the louder his voice became, and Taoist Mu Sang's face became darker and darker. It was his life's pain not to confer the talisman.

"Brother Taoist, if you don't want to become a Taoist priest, and you are controlled by the right-hand law, the poor monk can also shave you."

Yan Hui suddenly said, he didn't mean well, but he was really bored and wanted to play.

"Who is going to grant the talisman, and who is going to be ordained?"

A gray figure came in from the door and sat on the main seat of the Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall. Everyone laughed when they saw this scene, thinking that this person's dismounting was so unreasonable. They came here as guests and did not show courtesy It's just a welcome, I didn't expect to show kung fu in front of them, how unreasonable it is.

If they were reckless, they might want to praise him for his good lightness kung fu and its exquisite lightness kung fu, but now, they intuitively feel that this person is very rude, and it is really rude to want to use martial arts to overwhelm someone when they meet.

"Hmph, is Hao Datong's Huashan faction really that tolerant?"

Yu Zhenzi said with a dark face that he had never seen such a rude person in this period of time.

"It's natural to be polite when a good guest comes, why should you be polite when a bad guest comes!"

Mu Renqing looked at the five elders of the Wen family and Yu Zhenzi and said that he didn't have much opinion of the other people. Even though they were armed with weapons, they looked like ordinary people to him.

"Don't talk nonsense, we are here this time because we have something to do. Your Huashan faction has kidnapped Yuan Bingbu's son. We are here to take him back. Hand it over to someone."

Originally, everyone was still thinking about courtesy first and then soldiers, but now that Mu Renqing has such a face, they are a little displeased, and they all decided not to give him face, and directly started to demand people.

"Huh? Yuan Chengzhi was sent by his late father's personal guard. He has now worshiped me as his teacher, and he is my closed disciple."

This remark directly rejected their words, and pointed out that Yuan Chonghuan was dead. His master is Yuan Chengzhi's guardian. From ancient times to the present, master and apprentice are the same. The father is gone, and the master can make decisions for the apprentice. of.

"Who said Yuan is dead!"

The tall and round Yuan Chonghuan walked in with An Jianqing, Fang Zhenghua and Ji Jike.

Ji Jike carried a long gun on his back and carried a person in his hand.

Mu Renqing took a closer look and found that it was Huang Zhen's apprentice, who was known by people in the world as Feng Nandi.

But the fairy is no longer majestic, and everyone has been beaten beyond recognition. If it weren't for the clothes, Mu Renqing really wouldn't be able to recognize her.

"Bold!"

Like an ape, Mu Renqing hunched forward and flung forward with his long arms outstretched. With one hand he clenched his fist and slammed Ji Jike, and with the other hand he clawed at Feng Nandi.

"Good come!"

Ji Jike casually threw Feng Nandi back, took a step forward and punched out, meeting Mu Renqing's fist.

"Hey, good fist, really hard."

Ji Jike took a step back and said.

Mu Renqing, on the other hand, took a few steps back, with a look of surprise on his face. He originally thought that Ji Ji was young, and his skill must not be high. He didn't expect that if he made a move, his strength would not be low, and he knocked him back several steps. .

In fact, it's okay for him not to retreat, but if he doesn't retreat, the weird force will accumulate in his body and hurt him. He is no longer an age just to save face, and it doesn't matter if he takes a few steps back. Besides, these people in front of him They are all masters. If he doesn't retreat, he is afraid that he will die after being injured.

(End of this chapter)