In Xishan, Beijing, many famous and unknown power figures are used to recuperation here.

"I never forget the Longquan, I never forget the Longquan, and I even never forget the Song."

"This is a sentence from Gong Ding'an of the Qing Dynasty, "Speaking of Cuiwei Mountain in the Capital."

"It's a good thing to be able to fight the previous game in Panasonic."

"I am a staff member, playing chess with the teacher is also a job, and killing people as a bodyguard is also a job, and it has nothing to do with Ya'er."

In the foot of the western mountain, there are a spring, four pine trees by the spring, and there are a small house next to the pine trees. There are two people playing Go. One of them is a national player who is famous in the world today, and the one who plays this national player is just a young man with a trivial dress. The young man doesn't care about it, wearing an oily jacket that cannot be washed away, and there is a clip for drying clothes on the collar of the jacket. It looks like this young man forgets to take it off when he collects his clothes.

What a careless person.

But such a careless person was looking at the chessboard calmly at this moment, and the famous national player on the other side of the board was already sweating profusely.

After a while, the famous national handmaster Tuiping admitted defeat, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled and said, "Zhou Yiwen, you have made great progress in chess skills now, and I am no match."

The young man who is practical in a jacket is Zhou Yiwen. He smiled and said, "The teacher is too rewarded."

The national player smiled helplessly and shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate to play chess with those people every day. If you want to win or lose, this chess skill is a bit useless."

Zhou Yiwen squeezed and smiled, "Since the teacher thinks playing chess is boring, next time those old men want to play chess, wouldn't you be fine if you don't go?"

The national player laughed and said, "Do you think I am the monsters?" Xiu Zi brushed the chess and left.

At this moment, the smile on Zhou Yiwen's face suddenly became calm, and he turned his head and listened slightly to a certain direction in the southeast. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "There is something to do in Wudang Mountain."

At this time, there was no one in the hut, and I don’t know who he was talking to.

Then the next moment, the air in a corner of the house gradually flowed, and the light that was shot through here became a little shaking and agile by some force. The light gradually darkened, forming a human form, slowly, finally

I saw it clearly, a man who looked simple but gave people a sense of solemnity, sitting cross-legged on the cushion and meditating.

The man was about thirty years old, closed his eyes slightly, sensed somewhere in the south, and after a while, he whispered: "What a strong demonic spirit."

Zhou Yiwen frowned slightly: "Senior Brother, there is a clone of Zhenwu Emperor in Wudang Mountain. Who dares to go and cause trouble?"

The senior brother replied: "I don't know either, but the Wudang Mountain Taoist Gate came to the letter a few days ago, saying that something happened in Wudang Mountain today, so I will report it to us in advance."

Zhou Yiwen thought about it and said, "Beijing City has been relatively peaceful recently, otherwise I will go to Wudang to take a look?"

The eldest brother smiled slightly and said, "If you knew who was there, you probably wouldn't want to go."

Zhou Yiwen was stunned, and then he showed a strange expression on his face, and said quietly: "It's not the junior sister there, right?"

The eldest brother smiled and said, "Zi'er has been studying in the provincial capital recently, but she has been doing things recently. I hope she won't cause any trouble."

Zhou Yiwen stuck out his tongue and said, "Young junior sister, you don't have to be afraid even if you cause anything."

"She is actually clear-minded. If it weren't for the necessary matters, she wouldn't have taken action easily. But you also understand what the back of Guiyuan Temple means to our sect." The elder brother sighed and looked up at the sky: "The elders of Qingjingtian have been urging their father to attack Guiyuan Temple, saying that there is a law on it. But since my father returned from serious injury ten years ago, he seemed to have taken a light look at things, let alone how can we act randomly in peace and prosperity in today's peaceful times... Humph!"

He sneered, "Immortals are unfair. How can you and I practice for decades? It is really annoying that the elders asked us to do these meaningless things with these illusory orders."

Zhou Yiwen's face was also a little dim: "I have never been to Qingjingtian. I heard that the elders were all staying in Kunlun. I really don't understand why we must have a conflict with the Buddha Sect."

"What is the purpose of establishing the last three days?" The senior brother sneered: "From the first generation of ancestors, he was forced to go to Guiyuan Temple to face indescribable danger. Fortunately, my father was quick to move back then, divided us from the disciples, established Haorantian's sign, and followed the government to do something, so that he could escape the shackles of Elder Qingjingtian."

"What exactly is behind Guiyuan Temple?"

The eldest brother frowned: "My father has never been willing to say it. You and I just want to keep the world alive and not get involved in these things. But Zi'er... I'm afraid of her, I'm afraid she will go to Guiyuan Temple again.

The eldest brother looked at him calmly and said, "You should go and see it every once in a while. Now I am in charge of Haorantian. Although Azi is my own sister, it is not convenient to leave Beijing easily. Zi'er is good at everything, but she just can't figure out the word "filial piety". Obsession will harm people."

"I understand." Zhou Yiwen nodded.

A slight fluctuation of breath came from southeastern Beijing.

"Who is such a powerful demonic aura?" The two most outstanding masters in Haoran looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts and excitement after encountering fun things.

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The fire in the Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain burned for a whole night before stopping. Some of the brass on the Golden Palace had been dissolved, hanging dejectedly on the edge of the eaves like the ice ridges in winter. The noble golden yellow turned into a dull and unsightly earthy yellow at this time. A row of copper water turned into a thorny tip, and weakly told the miserable situation of being burned by one man and one bird that night.

The Taoists outside the Golden Palace looked at the scene in amazement. When the fire broke out before, everyone formed a sword formation and barely formed a barrier with the power of the Jingxiao Dalei Langshu's true scriptures, and then survived. Everyone just followed Qin Zi's instructions to guard the Golden Palace, and they didn't know what kind of people were in the hall. At this time, seeing the fierce sky fire, they couldn't help but be stunned. No one dared to enter the golden palace that was about to be burned for a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yi Tianxing slowly woke up surrounded by the strong incense smell of the Golden Palace.

His eyes opened slightly. After confirming that he had not seen Brother Niu Tou, the first thought was: "It feels so good to live." Then he saw the Vermilion Bird that had become different. Although the Vermilion Bird in front of him was much bigger than his son, his feather color was brighter and his fur gradually emerged, Yi Tianxing still recognized it at a glance. After all, it was an existence with blood and flesh, and that innate breath could not be changed.

Because he woke up late, he didn't have the chance to see the moment when the Suzaku Bird showed his power in the Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain.

Naturally, I couldn't know the appearance of Lin Lie, who was soaring in the sky fire just now.

Now the entire Golden Palace is like being played with by a bad boy playing with fire for more than half a year. There are traces of burning fire everywhere. All wooden things are burned completely. Even the majestic statue of Emperor Zhenwu was fumigated into a black-faced chef... Yi Tianxing forced his body to sit up, but found that the Taoist robe on his body had been burned completely, and he returned to his naked and funny appearance.

"What happened just now?" Yi Tianxing gently touched the forehead of the Vermilion Bird, his heart full of doubts, and felt that his body was full of true energy, but the steamer was inexplicably changed.

The little Zhuque might have really grown up, but he was not willing to let his father touch his forehead. Instead, he twisted his neck and walked proudly on the stone floor in the middle of the Golden Palace, croaking in his mouth.

Yi Tianxing's heart moved: "Zhu Bi, Xuanwu, you seem to have some relatives with the turtle and snake here?" He scratched his head and said: "Is it because of this that the True Lord of Demon Subduing the Demons let you do it?"

He suddenly realized that the young master Qin Zi had already returned to the provincial capital, stood up, and went outside the hall.

He was worried a lot, but he would not worry about the safety of his perverted great demon master. In the book, this person who could not be killed no matter how powerful Emperor Zhenwu finally understood that the difference between the people in practice and the existence in the legend is not as simple as a little bit. Naturally, he thought that although Qin Zi was called a genius in the path of cultivation, if he wanted to compare with his perverted ancestor master, he would be so arrogant. He was just worried about the young monks in Guiyuan Temple...

When Yi Tianxing opened the hall gate, he did not unexpectedly see more than a dozen Taoist priests carrying long swords. These Taoist priests are old and young, with white hair and silver beards, and young and promising. However, their bodies are full of breath and are of great low status, but their Taoist robe is burnt and tattered...

At this time, the morning light was dim, gently covering Yi Tianxing's face. The Taoist priests outside the Golden Palace could not have imagined that after such a fire, they could still come out of the Golden Palace and be a naked young man. They couldn't help but frown and sighed slightly, and they all became alert.

"Everyone is polite." Yi Tianxing's eyes were extremely calm.

As soon as he said, these Taoists said in unison: "Amitabha Buddha." A Taoist sternly took the sword and the long sword on his waist suddenly deshewned out, drew a wonderful arc in the sky outside the top of the peak, and then flew wonderfully to Yi Tianxing and stood hanging in the air, floating and misty, making a buzzing sound...

"Please stay here for three days for now, my friend." An old Taoist priest said uneasy.

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, knowing that this flying sword was a demonstration. If it were him the day before yesterday, he might be amazed at the fun of the flying sword, and might have a debate with these Taoists in a whisper. However, after experiencing the life and death disaster last night, his nature has gradually emerged.

"I'm busy."

After saying these two words, Yi Tianxing stepped heavily on the ground with the toes, and with the reaction force, he rose into the air. With a click, he folded down the copper branch condensed by the bronze brass on the eaves of the palace. The copper branch was in his hand, and his whole body was about to fall to the ground. His feet slightly stepped forward and pointed on the stone slab outside the hall with his toes. With this falling momentum, he turned into an extremely fast speed to attack the Taoists.

Unexpectedly, these Taoists said in unison again: "Amitabha Buddha." Then they dodged a path, as if they were to let Yi Tianxing go out.

Before he could think, Yi Tianxing frowned while running at high speed, but his body had turned into a gray dragon and rushed through the space given out among the Taoists.

Then it ended abruptly.

Because there is a deep abyss ahead.

When he turned around, the Taoists behind him had already formed a sword formation. The sword was shaking and looked quite imposing. However, the clothes on these Taoists were a little tattered, so the entire sword formation looked a bit funny - when did the Wudang Sect become the Beggars' Sect?

"It's quite sinister." Yi Tianxing's brass branch shook in his hand, and there was a yellow shadow in front of him, and there was a shattering sound. I don't know how many times it blocked the flying sword.

He knows Taoism, only practices Buddhism, and does not know how to use Dharma to kill enemies, but he has physical advantages. The flying sword is tricky, but he can't even drill on the brass branches that he keeps dancing with strange power. He won't feel tired anyway. He just watched the sword formation of Taoists in Wudang Mountain, and Jingxiao's great Lei Lang Book is rising again, and gradually he feels a sense of oppression coming towards him.

You can't stay here all the time, but... there is a cliff behind you.

The Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain naturally thought so. Seeing the naked young man seemed to have nowhere to escape, his nervous look gradually turned into a respectable appearance.

An old Taoist priest said softly: "Since Mr. Yi can pass the test of Zhenwu Shangjun, he is naturally not a monster. Your bet with the young master will take effect from the moment you step out of the gate of the Golden Palace. I just want the teacher to linger for a few more days. I will treat you with courtesy." This Taoist priest is the leader of the Wudang Yin Sect. According to Jixiangtian's request, he wanted to trap Yi Tianxing here. He did not expect to lose a golden hall. He was already distressed. In addition, the strange phenomena broke out last night, and he vaguely saw the red bird with a breeze with a breeze on the tip of the beak, but he remembered the holy beast in the Taoist sect. Thinking of this period, the sect leader was even more unpredictable about Yi Tianxing's identity, so he was naturally very polite in his words.

Yi Tianxing laughed at himself, thinking that if he still believed in a bet, that would be ridiculous.

At this time, the chubby Suzaku bird also walked out of the Golden Palace with a small stupid step. When these Taoist priests of a very high level saw the bird, they seemed to have seen their ancestors, and they were so scared that they took a few steps back together.

Yi Tianxing was a little strange, and then he thought that the Vermilion Bird was a sacred object of the Taoist sect, and it was normal for these Taoists to be so respectful. He looked at the Vermilion Bird, who was now short of his forearms, and sighed, thinking that since this person has appeared in the world, he will only have more troubles in the future.

The morning breeze hit, Yi Tianxing stood on the top of the mountain and closed his eyes for a long time, then opened his eyes, and a hint of nonsense appeared in his pupils. He felt that his true energy was filled with an unprecedented level, so he decided to gamble.

"Goodbye." He said with a smile.

The Taoists in Wudang Mountain were stunned and thought that the sword formation had been formed, and the only life gate was sealed by the abyss. Even if the master of the sect came to him in three days, he would not dare to say that he could escape easily. The young man seemed to not take the sword formation seriously, which was too arrogant.

Yi Tianxing is not a god or the best master in the world. Naturally, he knows that he can't rush to this Sensen Sword Formation, but when will he want to go over and rush?

"Let's go." He said to the little red bird who was combing the bright red feathers with the tip of his beak at the door of the Golden Palace.

When Zhuque heard his father's order, his eyes rolled around, and he looked at the Taoist priests with extreme contempt, then flapped his wings and flew towards the sun that had just poked his head out in the east, leaving behind a burnt golden palace in Wudang Mountain and the dust everywhere when it flapped its wings.

Seeing the bird's son flying away, Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, bounced his toes, and turned around and turned around and swelled backwards at 180 degrees...123456789... There were countless super-difficulty postures, jumping towards the cliff!

Jumped down!

The Taoists looked at the empty stone slabs on the edge of the cliff in front of them and couldn't help but look at each other. After a while, they finally woke up and rushed to the edge of the cliff and looked over.

I saw a black shadow falling down rapidly on the wall of the lonely peak of Wudang Mountain. While falling down, there were some strange shouts coming up.

"Woo...woo...woo...so exciting...Moya..."

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After a long time, a loud noise of heavy objects landing at the foot of the mountain finally came from the foot of the mountain. Even if the morning light was dim, the Taoist priests standing by the cliff could clearly see the dust in the valley shook out of this collision. The dust clouds gradually stopped, and it seemed that a black shadow stood up, shook his head, and ran towards the road outside the mountain.

Taoists, look at me and I come to see you, and stare at you for a long time and a long time - and then it dispersed.

Shortly after Yi Tianxing left Wudang Mountain, a soft and vague voice that was not as good as a human sounded in the Golden Palace: "If I had known that it was the host of this unreasonable little ancestor who was playing with fire, why did I do that?"

In order to enter the back garden, the young master Qin Zier used the power of Wudang Mountain Hidden Sect to keep Yi Tianxing, the protector of the Buddha Sect in Wudang. This incident became a celebrity's anecdote in the future. The final result of this incident was:

The Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain was burned and rebuilt for tens of millions of dollars in the future.

A huge pit naturally formed in the valley, and the pit was human-shaped. Later generations said that it was formed when the immortals came to the world. Someone who was accustomed to the world stood a sign next to him, and wrote: "The Nine Heavens Fairy Falls in the Immortal World" and a child was graffitiing next to him: "The face hits the ground." It became a tourist hotspot for a time and brought several income to Wudang Mountain.

In addition: A young Taoist priest who sold incense outside Wudang Mountain was stripped of a Taoist robe by a madman, and the funeral was over... He went to a certain weekly magazine and sold it very much.

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