The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 163 Words

The Taoist was silent, did not chant scriptures, nor was he sleeping, as if he was meditating, or facing a wall.

For no reason, Tang Jiu'er suddenly felt a bit heavy and vicissitudes in her heart, as if infected by the other party's emotions.

She was originally a cheerful and lively person, how could she endure this dull atmosphere, and now she began to recall all kinds of interesting experiences in her mind, such as being doted on by her elder brothers at home, and meeting all kinds of interesting people and friends in the rivers and lakes. After thinking about it, she couldn't bear it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Fang Qiushan looked at Tang Jiu'er in surprise, and said, "Miss Jiu'er, you..."

"It's okay, I just looked at this master and remembered something interesting."

Tang Jiu'er explained and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about me."

"I know Miss Jiu'er, you are such a temperamental person." Fang Qiushan said seriously.

The girl in front of me is innocent, pretty and cute, confident and straightforward, and her whole body seems to shine when she smiles. No matter what is difficult, you will not back down...

Thinking of all kinds of good things about the other party in his mind, Fang Qiushan subconsciously moved his eyes away, afraid that he would not be able to hide the admiration in his eyes if he looked again.

The other party is the most favored jewel of the Tang family in the contemporary era, and although he is the direct descendant of Emei, he is only an ordinary direct descendant. If he wants to match her, he must have an outstanding hero like Wudang Shuangying.

Tang Jiu'er didn't notice his emotions, but just stared at the silent Taoist in front of him, listening to the sound of rain outside, many interesting conjectures arose in his heart.

Falling rain, broken view, Taoist, this is undoubtedly very graphic.

And this Taoist didn't seem like a person who was single-minded and pure-hearted.

Just, what is the story?
She couldn't help being curious, she asked aloud: "Master, you are bothering the Taoist priest this time, and you still don't know the name of the Taoist priest?"

The green-robed Taoist didn't respond, and the hall was silent.

Just when Tang Jiu'er thought that the other party would not respond, he only heard him say: "Poverty Ziwu."

His voice was still dry and hoarse, without emotion, as if he had seen through the world and the world of mortals, and everything in the world was empty.

The experience of Taoist Master Ziwu is probably more serious than imagined...

"Ziwu?!"

When Tang Jiu'er was feeling emotional, Fang Qiushan suddenly said in a sigh, "It's Ziwu, I didn't expect that the Daoist's dharma name is the same as that hero's sword."

"With a sword? Why haven't I heard of it?" Tang Jiu'er opened his mouth lightly, his jade face slightly startled.

Fang Qiushan said with a smile: "Miss Jiu'er, you came out of the rivers and lakes late. It's not unusual to have never heard of it. Not many people know about it. I only knew it when I heard Junior Sister Zhiruo mention it by chance. Even the head of the sect said However, with my Emei School's Yitian strength, it can't compare to that Ziwu Sword."

"A person as proud and arrogant as Senior Juejue can say no more than three words?"

Tang Jiu'er said in surprise: "That must be a hero who is not inferior to the extermination predecessors."

Fang Qiushan shook his head and smiled, and said: "Although I am a disciple of Emei, and the elder who is the head of the sect is also a first-rate figure in the world, in my opinion, she is incomparable with the master of the Meridian Sword."

"When he was alive, he subdued the demons with his Meridian Sword and swept the world. None of the heroes of the world dared to stand against him. His reputation spread all over the world. Even the masters of the six major sects and the demon sect would bow down. A big man who shines for thousands of miles and swallows mountains and rivers."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that I never had the chance to meet him in person..."

Tang Jiu'er looked dazed, but he still didn't know who Fang Qiushan was talking about.

Seeing her appearance, Fang Qiushan couldn't help smiling, nodded, and said, "Have you forgotten, who is the person your seventh brother admires the most?"

"It's the sword god Mo Li!"

Tang Jiu'er blurted out: "So it's him, it's his sword!"

She touched the jade neck with bare hands, took out a curved silver needle tied with a red string, and said: "This heart-piercing needle was given to me by my seventh brother to warn me that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. He said that day, he shot that man with the needle by mistake, and he took it with his finger, and only then did he understand the truth."

"It's a pity that such an outstanding man disappeared in the end..."

She also sighed in her tone, while Fang Qiushan secretly clicked his tongue.

This is a heart-piercing needle, made of black iron on the seabed, extremely hard, piercing through gold and stone, it is the top hidden weapon of the Tang Sect!
A few days ago, the great Tibetan lama whose martial arts had already reached first-class level was killed by a sneak attack with this needle, but such a sharp weapon was unexpectedly bent by someone with his fingers!
Sword God, truly worthy of the name of Sword God!

"The Wudang sect really has a lot of heroes. Before there was a sword god, and later there were two heroes who became famous. Zhang Zhenren deserves to be a great Taoist master who can become an immortal!" Fang Qiushan praised.

"Shuangying?"

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, and said, "What Shuangying?"

Seeing him speak actively, the two couldn't help but look at each other. Tang Jiu'er said, "It's Wudang Shuangying."

She was afraid that the Taoist would not know the details, so she explained again: "Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji of the Wudang sect are said to have obtained the secret method of improving aptitude left by Master Zhang Sanfeng. It's Song Qingshu, who has already entered the first-class realm, and recently defeated Master Yuanmiao, a direct disciple of Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, and was called the number one person of the younger generation, and even earned the nickname of Jade Faced Swordsman."

"As for Zhang Wuji, it is said that he has received the inheritance of the Nine Suns Divine Art. He has profound inner strength and is quite good at palming. People in the world call him Taiji Palm, and his future achievements will be limitless."

There was no lack of envy in her tone. Although the Tang Sect is also a big family with a long history and a great sect, it is still not as good as the Wudang Sect. Infuriating, it is far from comparable.

The children of the younger generation can still be indistinguishable from each other, but after the age of forty, when the inner strength becomes more profound, this gap will be completely widened, and the disciples of the six major sects will be much stronger than the disciples of the Tang Sect.

"Wudang Shuangying..."

Taoist Ziwu's tone was somber, the person was Li Li, he was very emotional:
Three years later, Senior Brother Song, who never went down the mountain, has become a jade-faced swordsman, and Junior Brother Wuji, who has been plagued by cold poison, has also become a Tai Chi Palm.

The two were thought that Taoist Master Ziwu would say something about his connection with Wudang Shuangying, but the Taoist priest in front of him just said in a deep voice:

"Things in the world follow the flowing water, so it's a dream."

The sound was gentle and magnetic, echoing in the dilapidated main hall, and the sound of pattering rain echoed it, spreading far, far away in the dark night...

Tang Jiu'er froze on the spot, a different feeling rose in her heart, as if the doll she used to like so much that she would hug it to sleep when she was a child, but when she grew up, it was so shabby that she didn't even have the interest to take a look at it.

Things are different and people are different, and the sea has changed.

She felt the scouring of time, the sadness and vicissitudes and weight, but not because of Li Yu's words.

Although Empress Li wrote good words, feeling the time and hurting things, and feeling sorry for himself, but others said that there was an awkward feeling of "a young man who doesn't know what it's like to be sad, so he insists on expressing sorrow in order to write new words".

But in the other party's mouth, Fei Fei didn't have half a split, and could clearly feel the vicissitudes of the past and the unbearable emotions of looking back, which made people feel the same.

What happened to Master Ziwu?
There must be a deep story hidden in him!

Tang Jiu'er's bright eyes lit up. People say that women are like cats, full of curiosity, especially women who have not left the boudoir. Tang Jiu'er was completely moved by the Taoist who called himself 'Zi Wu' in front of him.

She looked at the back of the Taoist who turned his back to them, and felt that under the candlelight, there seemed to be a layer of mist covering it, and she could vaguely see some outlines, but it was difficult to distinguish the whole picture.

Subconsciously, she asked in a soft voice, confused in her heart: "Master, your name is Ziwu, and it sounds like you know Wudang Shuangying. Could it be that you have some connection with the Wudang School?"

Fang Qiushan also looked at the Taoist in front of him curiously, wanting to find out his identity.

However, Taoist Ziwu didn't turn his head back, he just responded in a low voice: "It's my honor to live on the mountain for a while."

It only lived for more than ten years, watching Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji grow up little by little.

The hall became quiet, except for the patter of rain.

Seemingly seeing that the Taoist didn't want to say more, the two young people wisely stopped asking. Tang Jiuer's eyes rested on the back of the Taoist, and whispered to himself: "This must be a wonderful story with a sad ending."

"what?"

Fang Qiushan didn't hear clearly.

Tang Jiu'er blushed slightly, and said shyly, "Oh, it's nothing, I'm just talking to myself, you don't have to worry about it."

Fang Qiushan looked at the charming face of the young girl Yixi Yichen, with unconcealable admiration in his eyes, and he said seriously: "If the demon sect comes after you, Miss Jiu'er, you are very skilled at lightness, don't worry about me, just run for your life Yes."

"It's fine, what are you doing with such bad words?"

Tang Jiu'er said strangely: "Besides, this dark and rainy night has already wiped out all traces of you and me, and the thieves from the Demon Cult have no way of chasing them. When we go forward and find the city, we can ask someone to pass the news to Marshal Zhu. You don’t have to do it yourself.”

"I...I'm just afraid of dragging the girl down." Fang Qiushan said casually.

"It's not a drag, it's not a drag, you fell into the hidden weapon of the devil's thieves for me, and I should advance and retreat with you!"

"Besides..."

Tang Jiu'er smiled wryly and said: "Besides Zhuang Zheng, the leader of the Ruijin Banner, the Demon Cult is said to have other important people here. I haven't been able to find out the news. They are really going to come after them, and none of us can escape. .”

And big shots!
Fang Qiushan's heart was shocked, with their martial arts, it would be extremely difficult for them to deal with a first-class master, not to mention other big shots!

However, if he really died, it would be worthwhile to die with Miss Jiu'er.

As he thought so in his heart, suddenly, a burst of noisy footsteps came from the rain, as if there was a large group of people rushing on their way!
"Someone!"

Tang Jiuer's face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Be careful!"

But seeing this charming girl in a red dress raised her bare hands, and there were already two swarthy bodies on her palms.

Fang Qiushan also put his palm on the hilt of the sword, and his whole body was on alert.

The atmosphere in the hall became chilling in an instant, and the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and then disappeared without a trace, obviously they had prepared an ambush.

Only a clear voice said: "I've heard about the famous Shuzhong Shuangxiu for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet Nine Girls here. Please come and see Nine Girls."

The voice was forceful and powerful, containing real power, clearly audible amidst the sound of wind and rain, shaking the beams of the house and dust falling straight down, it was obvious that the person who came here had profound skills and was by no means an ordinary person.

"It's Zhuang Zheng! I've heard his voice before!" Tang Jiu'er said solemnly.

Fang Qiushan had a bitter look on his face, he was really chased up, and he really thought he was a crow's mouth!
but……

A stern look flashed across his face, and he said, "Miss Jiu'er, don't worry, Fang will never let you suffer any harm before he dies!"

Under the heavy siege of the demon sect, it was impossible for them to escape with their martial arts. The only thing he could do was to die before Tang Jiu'er.

"It may not be that there is no chance of winning. I still have one heart-piercing needle left. If Zhuang Zheng doesn't notice it for a while and lets us get away with it, we may still be able to escape!"

Tang Jiu'er pursed her lips and said with a smile, she remained calm at such a dangerous moment, her delicate face was particularly moving under the candlelight.

"Miss Nine, come out quickly, I know you have hidden weapons in the Tang Sect, if you don't come out, don't blame us for pushing this broken Taoist temple away!" Zhuang Zheng yelled outside the door.

He is short and fat, strong and capable, holding a thick mace with barbs on it, and he has a fierce aura. Beside him, there are dozens of sharp gold banner players in uniform uniforms, each with a terrified face.

Hearing that the Taoist temple was going to be pushed away, Tang Jiuer and Fang Qiushan felt a burst of despair. Although they were both children of famous families, when it came to martial arts, how could they compete with the first-class masters of the older generation? She is still young, she might be able to do one thing or two by relying on the hidden weapon of lightness kung fu, but if there is no location, how can the hidden weapon hit a first-class master who has been famous for decades in full view?
"That's all, if we fight him, the elders of your family and I will avenge you and me." Tang Jiu'er bit his jade lips lightly.

Fang Qiushan didn't answer, but just clenched the hilt of his sword, his heart was self-evident.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate."

At this moment, a Dao horn rang in the ears of the two, the voice was soothing, and contained a strange power that made people feel at ease, which made the two of them dispel the despair in their hearts at once.

Tang Jiu'er turned around to look, but saw that it was Master Ziwu who had been sitting facing the statue, stood up slowly, picked up a piece of broken wood from the ground, wrote a word stroke by stroke with his fingers, and handed it over. Said: "Show them."

On the wood is a word back.

The calligraphy is strong and powerful, penetrating into the wood three points, between the strokes, there is hidden sharpness, and there is a bit of swordsmanship hidden.

But just relying on the word 'retire', can these demon cult leaders flee?
……

(End of this chapter)