Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　When the vague figure walked in front of him, Ning Zhong subconsciously hugged him.Familiar temperature, exactly the same breath, Ning Zhongze, who has slept in separate rooms with her husband for many years, is sure that this person is indeed the only man in his life.

　　Then, Ning Zhong's mature body was pushed down on the bed, and an indescribable scene was repeated in the room.

　　"Senior brother, you!"

　　The next day, the sunlight through the gap between the doors and windows woke up Ning Zhong, who was asleep. She opened the door and saw her husband practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

　　A set of Huashan swordsmanship makes the clouds and waters flow, the middle is peaceful, the Qingfeng sword outlines the phantoms, and the sword energy fills the radius of ten feet.

　　Looking at her husband's vigorous figure, Ning Zhong moved his lips slightly and opened his mouth to speak.

　　"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Hearing the movement behind him, Yue Buqun withdrew his sword, turned to look at his beloved wife, and asked nonchalantly.

　　"It's nothing!" The words had already rushed to Ning Zhongze's lips, but she swallowed it back and forced a smile, "I'm going to see if Shan'er is awake!"

　　After speaking, before Yue Buqun could answer, Ning Zhong walked quickly to his daughter's room.

　　Sister, I'm sorry, please forgive me!

　　Looking at the slender figure who was leaving Ning Zhongze, a ray of apology flashed across Yue Buqun's eyes, and he said silently in his heart.

　　...............

　　Wudang Mountain, Wudang Town.

　　There are only three days left before Wudang Zhenren Zhang's [-]th birthday, and martial arts heroes from all walks of life will gather.

　　Among them, some people admired Zhang Sanfeng's prestige, or received the favor of the Wudang faction, and made a special trip to celebrate his birthday; some people had a bloody feud with the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, or coveted the dragon-slaying sword known as the supreme martial arts sword. From the mouth of Zhang Cuishan and his wife, they asked about their whereabouts; the third type of person did not make a special trip to pay their respects, nor did they have any interest in the whereabouts of Xie Xun and Tu Longdao, but simply came to watch the fun.

　　Wudang Town was already overcrowded, and restaurants, inns, and even residential houses were occupied by people from the rivers and lakes. That is, Wudang sent his disciples to the foot of the mountain to maintain order. Otherwise, a lot of chaos would break out.

　　At noon in the day, the Golden Crow shines.

　　"' 〃 Chaos, hot Chaos!"

　　"Bingtang haws, a penny a bunch."

　　"Donkey meat, dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on earth!"

　　……

　　On the long street facing the Wudang Mountain Gate, the streets and alleys resounded with hawkers, and there was a lot of traffic.

　　Gululu!

　　The low sound of the wheels of the carriage sounded, and a gorgeous carriage pulled by eight (or Zhao Hao) strong horses appeared on the street, with dozens of elite knights guarding it.

　　On the hull of the car, a black dragon flag flutters in the wind, indicating the origin.

　　Great Qin Feng!

　　"Dare to ask, is the person who came here His Majesty Qin Huang?"

　　A Wudang disciple led several junior brothers to greet him, and said more politely.

　　As a landlord, if you don't even know who is coming, then the Wudang faction is not worthy of the current momentum!

　　"Exactly."

　　Having reached the Wudang Mountain Gate, Mo Ya and Bai Feng got off their horses, and the charming and mad Mo Ya laughed evilly.

　　A simple hand carved like white jade stuck out and pulled up the curtain of the carriage. Wang Yuyan, dressed in white, outshone the snow, and jumped out of the carriage.

　　In an instant, the long street was stagnant. People from all corners of the world who had been licking blood on the knife's edge all the year round and trying to kill at the muzzle of the gun had never seen such a fairy-like beauty, and their eyes were dumbfounded.

　　What's more, saliva flowed out. .

Chapter 163

　　"Humph!"

　　A cold hum came from the wide carriage, and came out with the indescribable power of an emperor.

　　Everyone who was immersed in Wang Yuyan's beauty woke up from a dream, and many Taoist monks even showed embarrassment.

　　His feet fell to the ground, and he was dressed in a jet-black dragon pattern.

　　Qi Shushua's eyes fell on Ying Yu's peerless face. In recent years, some people called Ying Yu the most beautiful man in the world. Many people thought it was a rumor. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I understand why it is better to meet each other.

　　The sword eyebrows are thick, the nose is like a gall, and the eyes are like stars.

　　very handsome!

　　The women on this long street were all staring at Ying Yu with a crazy look on their faces, even many men were dumbfounded.

　　"Mo Ya, Bai Feng, Yu Yan, you all follow me up the mountain, and the others stay at the foot of the mountain!"

　　Ying Yu was used to being sluggish and indifferent when others saw him.

　　"Yes!"

　　Mo Ya and others took the lead, Bai Feng just glanced at them, and the dozens of capable knights drove the carriage away, looking for a place to stop.

　　"Your Majesty, this way please."

　　The Taoist priest who went down the mountain to welcome the guests on the order of Song Yuanqiao came to Ying Yu and made a gesture of invitation.

　　Ying Yu and his party headed towards the Wudang Mountains, which are surrounded by clouds and mists, and disappeared on the winding mountain road.

　　………………

　　The top of Wudang Mountain, Zixiao Palace.

　　The head of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, sat cross-legged under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, accompanied by Taoist Wood, Taoist Ziyang, and Taoist Chongxu.

　　Next, the seven heroes of Wudang: Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu.

　　Hey!

　　When Ying Yu set foot on the Wudang Mountain Road, he practiced hard for a hundred years, and his cultivation has reached the realm of heaven and man. He has counted many times in today's China. Even if he is not the first in the world, he is also called Zhang Sanfeng, one of the top ten masters. He has a transparent and clear mind. Suddenly startled.

　　Inexplicably, he saw a jet-black dragon with complete scales and claws, and a length of one hundred meters.

　　A distant dragon roar shook the universe, awakening Zhang Sanfeng, who was concentrating on adjusting his state.

　　Zhang Sanfeng opened his lustrous eyes, and a wisp of purple rhyme leaked out from his eyes, setting off the main hall of the Zixiao Palace like a fairyland.

　　"Brother, what happened?"

　　The three elders of Wudang, including Daoist Wood, and the seven warriors of Wudang, including Song Yuanqiao, have accompanied Zhang Sanfeng for many years, and naturally noticed his changes.

　　"A black dragon, it's here!" Zhang Sanfeng's immortal eyes narrowed, and he said word by word.

　　Black dragon?

　　Including Yu Daiyan, who had been paralyzed in bed for a long time, everyone didn't understand what Zhang Sanfeng meant at first, but after a little thought, they were shocked.

　　Among the major powers in China today, only the Fangxing Qin State uses the Black Dragon Flag as its symbol.

　　Half a month ago, there was news from a Wudang disciple that Ying Yu, the ruler of the Qin Kingdom, also came to Wudang Mountain.

　　At the time, they didn't care.Now, with Zhang Sanfeng's demeanor, could it be that His Majesty the Qin Emperor is far more powerful than they imagined?

　　Daoist Chongxu frowned and said, "Senior brother, I, Wudang, have nothing to do with Qin Guosu, and the Emperor Qin is here in his own right, so I'm afraid the visitor is not good!"

　　Zhang Cuishan said in a deep voice, "If Emperor Qin wants to ask the whereabouts of his elder brother, Zhang Cuishan would rather die than drag Wudang!"

　　"Fifth brother, what are you talking about?"

　　"Fifth brother, don't lie!"

　　"Fifth brother, how can I, Wudang, do such things like sacrificing my disciples?"

　　……

　　Before Zhang Cuishan could finish speaking, Song Yuanqiao and the others scolded him.

　　"Don't fight," Zhang Sanfeng looked around the disciples and said solemnly, "The soldiers will block the water and cover up the soil. If Emperor Qin wants to find me in Wudang's bad luck, it's a big deal for the old man to teach him the emperor's body that day!"

　　The four characters of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma body came out, and the hall was indifferent.

　　This time, Ying Yu did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, or even made a big splash, but the Yangtze River Waterway Alliance, Gusu Murong, and even the Song Dynasty officials who had a grudge against him all pretended to be deaf and dumb.

　　He is extremely perverted, with the dharma body of the Heavenly Emperor, who is one against ten thousand, accounting for most of the weight.

　　…………

　　"interesting!"

　　Ying Yu took Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Wang Yuyan with flying speed. Under the guidance of the Taoists who welcomed the guests, they walked the rugged and winding mountain road as if walking on flat ground, and approached Jiejian Pond.

　　Suddenly, Ying Yu sensed a change from the top of Wudang Mountain, and his footsteps stopped.

　　Ying Yu raised his head to look at the Zixiao Palace on the top of Wudang Mountain, covered by clouds and mist, and like a fairy palace falling from the sky.

　　Zhang Sanfeng, an old Taoist, is indeed well-deserved, and he sensed my arrival!

　　"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Wang Yuyan, who was half a stature behind Ying Yu, asked in confusion when she saw Ying Yu's footsteps.

　　The corners of Ying Yu's mouth twitched, "It's nothing, I just found an interesting old Taoist priest."

　　"City Lord Ye, please release the sword!"

　　"The sword is in the man, the sword is dead and the man is dead, get out of the way!"

　　"This is my Wudang rule!"

　　"Then Ye doesn't mind taking a challenge!"

　　……

　　In front of him, there was a commotion, turning around the mountain road, and saw that in front of Jianchi, several Wudang disciples were arguing with a man in white.

　　Resolve the Sword Stone, Resolve the Sword Pond!

　　Zhang Sanfeng learned Taoism as a young man. Because of his sloppy appearance, he got the nickname of a sloppy Taoist. People of the same generation simply called him Zhang sloppy.

　　After Zhang Sanfeng was sixty years old, his martial arts became stronger and stronger, and the Wudang faction became more and more popular. In addition, his peers died and went into seclusion.

　　Man said that if he was called Zhang Sloppy, no one would even dare to mention the nickname Sloppy Daoist.

　　When Zhang Sanfeng was seventy years old, he placed a sword-dissolving stone on the mountainside of Wudang, and all the warriors in the world had to dismantle their weapons.

　　Of course, there are many people who are unwilling to release their swords and insist on breaking the rules of Wudang sect, so it is inevitable that they will fight with Wudang sect disciples.