Ten days later, heavy snow fell, and Wudang Mountain was covered in silver.
But inside the Taoist Pavilion, there was a faint scent of sandalwood, and the stove was burning brightly.
Zhou Xuanxin seemed to be completely unaffected by the outside world. He still read papers, practiced martial arts, and sword practice every day, and worked hard.
At a young age, he is like a frozen river thousands of miles away, calm and calm, but his inner strength is powerful and galloping.
The files around me have become increasingly tired and thick.
And beside him, in addition to the bright-eyed Qingbai Luan, there was a beautiful girl and an anxious Taoist priest.
That girl is naturally A'Zhu.
That Taoist priest is Mo Shenggu.
Both of them woke up one after another a day ago.
And Mo Shenggu relied on the effectiveness of the Chongyuan Pill to break through to the peak level of the first level.
He is also the second person among the Seven Heroes of Wudang to reach this realm.
In one fell swoop, he defeated Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan who were originally ranked at the front.
Naturally, his life was saved.
After several days of communication, it turned out that the events were exactly as Zhou Xuanxin had guessed.
It was Song Qingshu who made a sneak attack!
But Zhou Xuanxin persuaded Mo Qixia, who was shaped like a raging fire.
Now that foreign enemies are approaching, the Wudang Sect cannot afford to deal with the changes of three generations of disciples.
All things must wait for the understanding of the matter at hand.
As for A'Zhu, he is not in a hurry to let her go. After all, at this moment, the focus of the world is on her and Xiao Feng, the star-crossed couple.
During these days, everyone in Wudang practiced hard skills and practiced the seven-section formation of Zhenwu.
Zhou Xuanxin took the time to observe it, and after seeing its mysterious power, he improved it a lot, and its flexibility was even higher.
Now, with this formation, it is enough to unleash dozens of times more power than the combined strength of seven people!
At this moment, the heavy copper bell at the mountain gate rang one after another.
As expected by Zhou Xuanxin, thousands of warriors gathered at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Not only the Song Dynasty Jianghu, but also Jianghu from the surrounding forces came to get involved, hoping to get a share of this change.
In front of the Zhenwu Hall, on the Yanwu Ping, a Heavenly Sword was firmly inserted into the ground. After a few months, it seemed to have merged with the earth.
A group of disciples of the Wudang Sect formed a sword formation early and stood facing the wind.
And standing in front of all the disciples were the world-famous Seven Heroes of Wudang.
After more than ten days of arduous practice, each of the Seven Heroes of Wudang has improved.
The seven Taoists' robes are fluttering, they are handsome and elegant, and they stand in different directions, which is the starting position of Zhenwu's seven interception formation.
"The mighty Wudang Clan never thought it was a place where filth and evil are hidden!"
"The two heroes of the You clan are so famous. They killed the Khitan Tatar Xiao Feng, but were slaughtered by the thieves. Wudang Mo Qixia actually helped the thieves. Doesn't the Wudang sect have an explanation?"
"Previously, the five sects asked for the location of the Golden Lion King, but Wudang used force to repel them! They also took away the Yitian Sword, what a huge ambition!"
"Exactly, in addition to handing over the demon girl this time, the Wudang Sect must also hand over the Yitian Sword and tell Xie Xun where it is!"
"Otherwise, it will be considered a cult!"
"Xiao Feng, a member of the foreign race, actually hid the demon girl with him in Wudang. Wudang's century-old reputation has been destroyed in one day!"
"Tell Zhang Sloppy to come out!"
Everyone in Wudang remained silent in the face of endless questioning.
When someone first called Zhang Sanfeng "Zhang Sloppy", everyone became furious!
The seven people used their luck together, and a powerful gust of wind rose from the ground, stirring up the wind and snow in a frenzy.
Zhenwu's seven interception formations are ready to go.
Especially the top-level masters standing at the front were frightened by the combined efforts of the seven people. The strong wind blew in their faces, and they each felt a sharp pain in their chests. They took several steps back before using their inner strength to stand firm.
However, under the violent pressure of the air wave, there seemed to be spirituality, and the person who had shouted "Zhang Sloppy" before was the most vicious person was knocked into the air like a fallen leaf, and blood spurted out!
It was as if he had been seriously injured!
The heroes were shocked. No one would have thought that the Wudang Sect, which used to have profound Taoism, and the Wudang Seven Heroes who used to be kind to others, would be so strong today.
Song Yuanqiao's energy was strong and full, and he glared angrily, as if the god of war was coming to earth, and his deep voice was like a bell, resounding throughout the mountains!
"Master used his sword alone to slay demons for a quarter of a century, and killed countless evil spirits in the world, thereby gaining a hundred years of stability for this world."
"Today, you all are here, and Pindao only thinks that you are here to reason."
"If you are reasonable, Pindao will reason with you."
"If you come here to provoke me, the Wudang Sect will not be afraid of the young people."
"Wudang has a history of hundreds of years, and those who are pure will themselves be cleansed, but Master cannot tolerate filth from others!"
"Back when Jiazi was slaying the demons, Master also went to the border to sweep away the invasion of aliens. He was very strong and strong."
"Whether what you are saying today is for the sake of so-called morality or for other reasons, please respect yourselves!"
After saying a few words, there was a sound like gold and stone, fierce and righteous.
The people in front of them seemed to be ashamed, but they were so ashamed that they were angry. After a few curses, several top masters joined forces and stood shoulder to shoulder!
"The great Wudang is working with foreigners today, how can we talk about those days!"
"What a slutty guy, he's just a sloppy guy trying to gain fame!"
"Perhaps we have already formed an offensive and defensive alliance with people from the Demon Sect!"
"Since Zhang Sulu is not in the mountain today, we will level this monster mountain!"
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were furious, and each one was full of energy! The Seven Zhenwu Array suddenly rises!
......
There were continuous explosions in front of the mountain, and the sound of wailing could not be heard without end.
Zhou Xuanxin stood in front of the table, as if strolling in a garden, drawing a scroll of snow scenery by the river with his brush and ink.
On the screen, I saw a solemn river, thousands of miles of decaying grass, heavy leaden clouds, and a dark wind and snow.
On the side of the river, the early wind was blowing withered branches and leaves, and there was only an old man fishing on a coop, dangling his fishing rod lightly.
The loud noise from the outside seemed not to be heard.
But A'Zhu looked fearful and seemed uneasy.
"Girl, there is no need to worry or blame yourself."
"Even without you, this battle is inevitable."
"The sword has always been the bait that stirs up disputes in the world."
"Huanghuang Wudang has a profound foundation, so you don't have to worry."
After saying that, Zhou Xuanxin put down the pen and ink as if dissatisfied and looked at the painting in front of him.
"Thousands of miles of darkness, no life, but a touch of bright red..."
"Girl, you should hide for a while."
"I'll deal with a few ungrateful bastards first."
Arjuna listened to the advice and quickly hid deep in the attic.
Zhou Xuanxin raised his pen to point at the empty spot!
A few dots of light ink flew out of the air, tracing a perfect arc.
As fast as a spark, it pierced through the curtain, between the eyebrows of a man in black!
The blood turns into ink and returns to the tip of the brush again.
Zhou Xuanxin wrote calmly, tapping a few strokes on the dead branches by the river.
A tree of bright red wintersweet appears on the paper!
Thousands of miles of river snow, the early wind howls, and a tree of wintersweet stands proudly in the wind.
At the same time, a heavy sound of falling to the ground was heard.
A master at the pinnacle level fell down and died instantly.
In the midst of the dramatic battle in front of the mountain, on the martial arts platform, rubble rained like rain, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!
The Seven Zhenwu Formation moves like flying. The seven heroes are surrounded by heroes at the core, but they care about each other and are extremely agile.
There are many martial arts masters who are constantly being repelled and sent flying.
Amidst the commotion, there was a sound of a wooden door slowly opening, but it seemed to drown out the shocking dispute in front of them.
A white shadow flew out.
Not a word more was said.
Zhou Xuan's heart was filled with thoughts of killing.
