The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

In winter, everything is covered in silver and everything is in tatters.

The snow has been heavy this year. Inside the Sky Fox Cave, the decoration is classical and elegant, no different from a human scholarly home. A group of foxes are nestling next to the fire. The harvest on the mountain is even more dismal. For some reason, this year is not easy.

The fruit of the sacred tree helps the fox tribe to practice, purify their energy and blood, and shape their soul. During the winter, there is a furnace in the body, which emits heat so that they can live a normal life. With the help of the harsh winter practice, they will even realize that their souls leave the body and become like the third grandmother. People, or they can condense their energy and blood to become powerful monsters, and there is a chance of transformation.

"Grandma, I want to go out and play!"

"Don't go, people from outside are coming, let's hide first!"

Third Grandma said to the foxes.

The mountain is called Qinghua Mountain, named after its lush vegetation. There are two races on the mountain, the Fox Clan and the Snake Clan. There had been constant friction in the past, but with the emergence of masters from each of the two families, the two sides shook hands and made peace.

Foxes are semi-hibernating animals. In winter, their physical functions are greatly reduced until winter is over.

Things are contrary to common sense and become spiritual. The magical fruit allows them to survive the winter against common sense. During this time, they can easily break through.

Now that the sacred trees have no fruit, they can only spend this winter in a miserable state.

Wait for the ladies to finish their retreat in the human world, and then report to her.

Da da da……

The divine horse galloped, and a series of traces appeared on the snow.

A group of people went up the mountain.

The leaders were male and female, the female was wearing a snow-white fox fur, with a pretty face as white as snow, the male was in summer clothes, steaming all over, as if he was not afraid of the cold, handsome men and beauties, chatting and laughing, hundreds of snow-riding cavalry following them. behind them.

The younger girl wearing a silver cloak smiled at the more heroic-looking general on the left and said, "Master Li, why are you out hunting in the snow? Are you trying to trick us?"

Li Shaoyang is the eldest son of Marquis Dingyuan, and he is leading today's round. The cavalry are also soldiers of Marquis Dingyuan's mansion.

"The county master is joking. In winter, most wild beasts hibernate in caves. When they come out, there will be a nest of dozens. There is a demon fox on this mountain. If you find a good fox fur, your majesty will be able to give it to you as a great gift during the Thousand Autumn Festival next month."

Ordinary white fox fur is worth thousands of taels, and demon fox fur is even more expensive. It is invulnerable to cold and heat, and is invulnerable to weapons and weapons, so it is qualified as a birthday gift.

"That's very good!" Qingping County Lord's beautiful eyes lit up. The pale young master next to her is the younger brother of the same mother. They are not the children of the emperor, but the legitimate children of the general of the state, Wei Guogong Yang Yi. Qingping County Lord She was extremely talented and had the status of the eldest daughter, so she was awarded the title of County Lord by the emperor.

"Sister, stop talking. The prince and princess are impatient. Let's go up now." The young master said with a cynical smile. If the Ninth Prince Liu Xuan hadn't personally invited him, he wouldn't have come to this miserable place.

Yang Cunxiao glanced at the red-robed young man on the dragon's blood horse. The young man's eyebrows were like sharp swords, which pierced the center of the eyebrows. The terrifying energy and blood in his body made people feel like they were standing on Mount Tai.

This is a sign that the Royal Emperor has reached a certain level in his spiritual practice.

This person is the Ninth Prince Liu Xuan, a Martial Saint cultivator and one of the most qualified candidates to aspire to the throne.

The woman beside Liu Xuan is his sister Princess Jincheng, and she is also the target of Yang Cunxiao's favor.

The Lord of Qingping County looked at Liu Xuan frequently, and it was obvious that he was interested in the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince smiled gently and said, "It doesn't matter, Sister Qingping will stay as long as you like."

"Then let's go up the mountain." Qingping's pretty face turned red, as if she was tipsy.

A group of people rode exotic horses up the mountain.

Today's trip, Hu Qiu is not the key, the key is to please the Ninth Prince and establish a good relationship with the Ninth Prince; the Ninth Prince thinks the same way.

As a child of an aristocratic family, even Qingping is not as kind and innocent as he appears, and his mind is more open-minded than the average person.

Yang Cunxiao rode his horse to catch up with the prince, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Prince, my brother's matter... I wonder what your arrangements are?"

"Yang Xiao? This person's literary talent is quite good. It can be seen that he has worked hard. If he enters the palace examination, His Majesty likes this style of writing recently, it is not impossible that he will be the number one scholar. Are you sure this person will be dropped?" the Ninth Prince asked with interest.

"Of course, the prince doesn't know something. Although this man is my brother, he was born of a brothel slave. That's all. I am not a ruthless person, but this guy wants to kill his dead ghost after high school. My mother moved into the ancestral tomb. How can a slave be qualified to enter the ancestral temple? Where should the ancestors of the Yang family be placed?"

Yang Cunxiao said dissatisfied.

This is Yang Xiao's conspiracy. The Jinshi's biological mother must have a royal decree or a memorial arch. When the time comes, the Yang family will have to let Yang Xiao's mother enter the ancestral grave.

So we can only take action in advance, and it just so happens that the Ninth Prince has this energy.

The father did not like his son very much and acquiesced in his behavior.

"Indeed, this person is too ignorant of the overall situation. Don't worry, I have made arrangements in advance. This person will definitely not be in high school." The Ninth Prince looked gently at Qingping, who was secretly listening, and smiled, "Sister, are you relieved? "

The quiet sound was like a mosquito or a fly, and the roots of my ears were red. "Let's go hunting!!"

The cavalry dispersed and drove out the hibernating beasts for the dignitaries to shoot. The scene was filled with laughter and laughter.

Just a few words determine a person's fate and future, but it is just a small episode.

In the back mountain, a young scholar is wearing a bamboo hat. In front of him is a lonely tomb. For some reason, for fear of being discovered, or because of other concerns, there is no monument on the tomb. If there is no one in this kind of tomb, it will be filled from time to time. If the soil is weeded, it will be gone in less than three years.

"Mother, today is your memorial day. Your son has brought you good news. Soon, you will move into your ancestral grave. I will see the face of that poisonous woman then."

Yang Xiao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Everyone thought that his mother died of a sudden illness, but he knew that was definitely not the case. It must have been caused by a poisonous woman, and his father was an old fool who always protected the poisonous woman.

"One day, I will definitely use my own strength to get back everything I lost." Yang Xiao gritted his teeth secretly.

"Huh? Why are you?"

There was a sound of horse hooves.

Yang Xiao turned around and saw that his nominal brothers and sisters were also there.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Xiao frowned.

At this time, Yang Cunxiao saw the grave behind Yang Xiao and immediately shouted: "Okay, so that bitch's grave is here, no wonder you ran out privately!"

Hearing the rude words from the other party, Yang Xiao suppressed his anger and said coldly: "You say it again?"

"So what? You bitch!"

Qingping also spoke at this time: "What's the fuss about? The prince is here, and you are making noise and quarreling. How is this inappropriate?"

Only then did Yang Xiao notice that there were people from the royal family. He was about to salute when he heard the Ninth Prince calmly say: "If you speak rudely, take it down!"

The royal soldiers flew over like big birds and grabbed Yang Xiao's shoulders. Yang Xiao was a weak scholar. How could he resist the warrior? He was pinned down on the ice and snow.

"Haha, the prince is wise! Come and dig up this barren grave! How dare you pretend to be a member of the Yang family without a name!" Yang Cunxiao said proudly.

"you dare!!!"

Yang Xiao's eyes were red, with bulging veins. The fierce look in this mortal's eyes actually made these warriors feel cold in their hearts.

"Haha, why don't you dare!!"

The soldiers followed and dug up his mother's grave bit by bit in front of Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao struggled fiercely, but was unable to do anything. He could only watch as his mother's bones were dug out and burned.

"By the way, I forgot to say something, your fame is gone too." Yang Cunxiao said softly.

Gradually, Yang Xiao stopped moving, just staring blankly ahead.

"Let's go." The Ninth Prince said.

Everyone left.

It's okay to "kill" people, but killing or beating your brother in front of so many people is still a bit shocking, and it will be a shocking scandal if word spreads.

Anyway, this guy has no martial arts, his fame is gone, he is a slave boy, and he will never be able to turn around in this life.

"Why..." Yang Xiao muttered to himself.

Han Chuang studied hard for ten years. He believed in the books of sages and followed the truth that makes sense throughout the world. Even if he wanted to seek justice for his mother, it was within the rules.

Today I saw that rules are worse than a piece of paper to wipe your butt in front of some people.

His outlook was shattered.

"Why!!"

Yang Xiao looked up to the sky and roared, as if a volcano was brewing in his body.

boom!
The dark clouds were rolling, and there was a thunder out of thin air. It seemed that Yang Xiao's resentment shook the world.

"Huh?" Xu Xuan woke up with a start. (End of chapter)