Taoist endowment

Chapter 27
Nie Wanniang walked slowly in front of the porch, leaning on the sapphire stone railing with bare hands, looking in the direction of Funiu Mountain, and said softly: "My benefactor is like a celestial being, I am afraid no one in this world can match it."

Seeing Kuyue's curious eyes, he said with emotion:

"My benefactor was naughty when he was young, not much better than Xiao Ling'er now, one day I learned from my drunken master that the person who seriously injured my master was actually an immortal from the Immortal Land, and I made a decision in my heart.

Everyone in the world knows that mortals can't fight with gods, but my mentor thinks otherwise, how can I not avenge my teacher?

So I let go of my obstinate mind, concentrated on martial arts, watched the rising sun and light clouds, and stayed at the Langyue Mingquan at night. I realized the ultimate principle of practice in Funiu Mountain. Give it all to me.

My aptitude is not as good as that of my mentor Wanyi, because my own cultivation level is not enough to help my mentor, I feel extremely ashamed, if it is not for family feud this time, this junior will definitely not bring my juniors down the mountain.

Because Xiao Ling'er is the youngest and always playful on weekdays, she is the one with the lowest level of cultivation among the brothers and sisters. Even so, it's not that the younger generation underestimates the heroes of the world. Looking at the entire Tiannan martial arts, she may not be able to have her equal enemy.

As for the set of comments and rhetoric about me in the practice world, it must be nothing more than a joke in the eyes of my mentor. This time, when my mentor goes north, I believe he will find out the details there. Southland made a stop. "

After listening to Nie Wanniang's words, the bitter moon old monk seemed to have forgotten to breathe. After a while, he made a sound like a drowning person surfacing. Peng Qiu looked worried, afraid that the old monk I couldn't catch my breath and went straight west.

Seeing her senior sister praising herself in front of outsiders, Ji Ling felt a little ashamed and said, "Senior sister, I'm going to practice now." After that, he bowed out and ran back to his residence happily.

Chen Jingyun didn't know that there were such comments about him in the hearts of several disciples, but even if he knew, he would admit it calmly given his thick skin.

Master Kuyue was shocked and annoyed at the same time.

Feeling the good luck of his old friend, if what Nie Wanniang said is true, then the disciple of the old monkey is definitely a martial arts wizard that has never been seen in Tiannan Kingdom for thousands of years!

What is annoying is, if he knew that the youngest disciple in Xianyun Temple has such high martial arts, why would he invite all the heroes of the Northland?Judging from what this girl from the Nie family meant, she didn't take Tiannan Wulin seriously at all.

It's just that there is no turning back when you open the bow, let Tiannan Wulin see how powerful the old friends are!
After thinking about this incident, the entire martial arts world will know the close relationship between Amitabha Temple and Xianyun Temple, and I am overjoyed. With such a powerful ally, who else in the world would dare to provoke Amitabha Temple?I can also close my eyes with peace of mind, and beat up my old friend under the Nine Springs!

On the ninth day of September, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the heat is fading away. It is really a good day to massacre the city and take revenge.

At that time, in a flat valley not more than ten miles away from Sunset Mountain, all the heroes of the North got off their horses one after another to repair. Thousands of horses could only hear the neighing of war horses but no human voice.

There was no other reason, all the heroes looked at the Xianyun Guan headed by Nie Wanniang with awe and incomprehensible expressions.

It’s not their fault, it’s because Ji Ling, the little witch of Xianyun Temple, has been rectifying them for the past few days. They all feel that they should put down their swords and go home to farm. The current world is no longer suitable for them.
Sunset Mountain, the mountain is steep, with cliffs on three sides that are difficult for apes to cross. There is only one main road up the mountain and three dangerous passes have been set up by Heiyun City. After many years of operation, it can be said to be as solid as gold.

There are more food, fodder and weapons in the city, so they are not afraid of protracted battles. This is also the reason why Heiyun City can run rampant in the Northland.

Although Nie Wanniang has already stated clearly that this time is a family feud, this battle of destroying the city will never be done by others, everyone only needs to help block the main roads, and don't call it a fish that slipped through the net.

However, several martial arts veterans and heads of several sects still gathered around Kuyue, discussing ways to defeat the enemy.

Although they knew that Nie Wanniang and the others were all extremely skilled in martial arts, but the Heiyun City had been in operation for many years, and there might not be any military weapons in the city, and they were even more worried that the ants would kill the elephants.

It was almost noon, and Nie Wanniang looked at Nie Fengming and Peng Qiu, who were looking at Nie Fengming and Peng Qiu, who had murderous intent and no wind in their clothes, and then took a look at Cheng Shi and Ji Ling, who were facing the same hatred, and then silently closed their eyes and prayed:

"Father, mother, seven years ago on Chongyang Day, bandits in Heiyun City destroyed my entire family. My daughter waited until today to avenge the 120 and six members of my Wuxian Village! To comfort your spirits in heaven!" There was no sound on the cheeks. Two lines of clear tears slipped down.

A moment later, after the prayer was over, Nie Wanniang opened her phoenix eyes, with infinite murderous intent flashing in her eyes!Afterwards, the whole body's energy and blood boiled, and the murderous accident was released. When the valley was in the middle of the wind, the sky and the earth changed color!

At this scene, all the masters in the valley turned pale, thousands of war horses were kneeling on the ground, and even the unbearable mules and horses were foaming at the mouth and fell to death on the spot!
Nie Wanniang ignored the mess behind her and yelled coquettishly: "Third Uncle, Feng Ming, Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, follow me to kill! Except for innocent women and children, all the rest will be slaughtered, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"

After saying that, he stepped on the gangster in vain, and the lotus shadow under his feet went straight up to the height of hundreds of feet. With a soft drink, he turned into a streamer and pointed directly at the sunset mountain!
Peng Qiu and the others didn't have the ability to fly into the sky, so they shouted loudly: "Kill them all! Don't leave any chickens or dogs!" They all stamped their feet and used their strongest body skills to shoot away.

"Oh my god! It's volleying in vain!", "Could it be shape-shifting?", "The art of moving the universe!"

All the masters in the valley looked at the direction where Nie Wanniang and others were leaving, and shouted!
I really can't imagine how many people's skills are so high, maybe even gods are no more than that?

Seeing this situation, all the martial arts elders who knew the secrets back then and the elders of several sects showed ecstasy on their faces, and all looked at Master Kuyue with burning eyes.

Monk Kuyue's face remained calm, and he clasped his hands together and shouted a Buddha's name to the crowd.

Then he nodded and said: "I don't know what you think? I am not a stingy person. Yesterday, I hindered the face of the old monk and allowed me to read a volume of magic. This time, the monk made my own decision, but I did my best. There will be some friendship, what do you think?"

Those who were present knew that none of the people who worked hard in the past were human beings. After hearing Kuyue's words, everyone felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Immediately, someone led their masters and rushed all the way to Sunset Mountain, fearing that they would be left behind.

Among them, Qingxu's audience masters had the most fighting spirit, and the master Qing Mingzi gritted his teeth and led his disciples to form a Tiangang Beidou killing formation, and rushed away all the way.

The horses are useless, did you not see the horses in the field still trembling and afraid to get up?
Kuyue saw that all forces were exhausted, and secretly sighed in her heart: "All the hustle and bustle in the world is for the benefit!" He ordered the monks of Amitabha Temple to march forward.

"Uncle Kuyue, is it true that Senior Spirit Apezi got the method learned by the lineage of Xianyunguan from that fairy land? Do you know the news about my aunt Mu Hanyan?" Ruxue suddenly turned to Kuyue and asked in a low voice.

Kuyue looked at this pretty woman standing in front of her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes looked like an old friend, her eyes flashed with a trace of sadness. Her aunt Leng Fairy Mu Hanyan was exactly the seven-year-old who followed Ling Yuanzi to the fairyland back then. one of the people.

What a lonely woman!On weekdays, even in front of a few old friends, he also has a cold look, and he is only willing to lower his eyebrows when facing the spirit ape.

Sighing and withdrawing her thoughts from the memory, Kuyue smiled wryly and said: "Girl Mu, this matter is a long story, why don't you stay here, I will go with you to ask the girl of Nie's family, what do you think?"

Mu Ruxue also knew that this was not a good time to talk, so after receiving Kuyue's reply, she gave a deep salute, and led the masters from the villa to hide in Sunset Mountain.

How could the movement in front of the mountain be hidden from the eyes and ears of Heiyun City? At this time, the bowstrings in the city were already tense, and all three dangerous passes were closed. Come and fight.

Liu Wuyi leaned on a cornice of the palace in the city. This is the highest point in the entire Heiyun City, with the widest view.

At this time, Liu Wuyi had a calm face, fondling a black rusty sword in his hand. The short sword was only slightly longer than the dagger, and there was no strangeness in the mottled blade.

"Blood kiss, blood kiss, 20 years of Naji Zangxing, I don't know if you have lost your sharpness like me." Liu Wuyi murmured softly, speaking words that only he could understand.

　In the new week, Zang Zhuo needs your recommendation, don't let the ranking drop too badly.

　　


(End of this chapter)