The mist in the mountains was wet, as if a few tears were shed on Wudang Mountain.
A clear spring with a rapid flow of thousands of feet fell rapidly from the top of the mountain.
Behind a thatched cottage, water mist arose, like a jade tree blooming.
Zhou Xuanxin's figure floated in front of Xiaozhu.
Xiao Qing also seemed to feel something. She stood on the branch with her feathers slightly raised, as if she was looking forward to something.
Zhou Xuanxin looked back at the beautiful scenery in the mountains and couldn't help but sigh. He was traveling in a hurry and saw a new itinerary in front of him.
"Xiao Qing, let's go and see the world outside Wudang Mountain?"
A hint of joy flashed through Xiaoqing's eyes, her wings spread out, and she was crying, flying up and down around her, as if she was extremely happy.
At this moment, a calm voice came from behind.
"My dear, Quanzhen Ma Yu, I just want to have a glimpse of the young hero's innate skills."
Zhou Xuanxin didn't look back. At his current level, how could he not find a third-grade person approaching quietly?
However, if Ma Yulai is not allowed to see him, he will eventually be confused.
Ma Yu's arrival was quite expected by Zhou Xuanxin.
How can a young man from Wudang Mountain stand up for the Quanzhen Sect, even if his cultivation level is extremely high?
Since the death of Wang Chongyang, even the Quanzhen Master has not been able to practice the Xiantian Kung completely.
But Zhou Xuanxin already had an innately accomplished physique.
How can we prevent this Quanzhen Master from harboring grudges?
Zhou Xuanxin waved his hand and smiled.
"Do you still want to fight me?"
He heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed behind him.
"It's a matter of Quanzhen Sect's reputation. If we invite people from other sects to come over, we will inevitably be laughed at by the crowd."
"If you cherish your reputation so much, why bother asking for help from thousands of miles away?"
"That's all, let me teach you a lesson."
Zhou Xuanxin flicked his hand, and an invisible wave of air floated calmly in mid-air.
Ma Yu frowned slightly.
In his opinion, although the force of this stroke can be exerted through the air, it is scattered and scattered, so it is not necessarily impossible for him to do it.
Then he raised his sword and stepped forward to greet him.
Unexpectedly, before the sword's edge was completely raised, the breeze had already floated to the sword's tip.
It looks like a breeze blowing on your face, but it contains extremely concentrated strength!
In an instant, the look on Ma Yu's face changed!
The whole arm trembled violently, the sword buzzed, and the tiger's mouth was almost bleeding!
That path seems to be extremely weak, but it contains extremely profound innate power.
Ma Yu tried all his strength, not only to resist the force, but also to smooth out the shaking on the sword, but it was impossible.
His whole body was soaked with sweat, and the sword in his hand was about to be smashed to pieces by the invisible force.
But suddenly, only a soft sigh was heard, and then the force on the sword disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"How about it, can you go?"
Seeing that the long sword in his hand was completely crushed by a ball of leisure energy, but it was not broken at all, Ma Yu knew that the innate skill practiced by the young man in front of him was more refined than the skill he had learned in half his life. hundred times.
He smiled bitterly and bowed.
"The young hero is worthy of his name. Please go to Zhongnan to resolve the crisis of Quanzhen."
Zhou Xuanxin smiled slightly, took a huge shiny red gourd from his waist, and threw it into the air.
I saw that the excellent red lacquer wine gourd grew when the wind blew, and in an instant, it became the size of a house.
Zhou Xuanxin jumped up and said with a smile.
"I'll go first. I'll see you at Zhongnan Mountain."
After saying that, I saw the young man standing with his hands behind his back, and with a whistle, the gorgeous blue and white Luan on the branch also gave a clear and exciting cry, one person and one bird head rising to the sky.
In a moment, he flew across the world like an immortal and left the world of Wudang Mountain.
The wind whimpered in Zhou Xuanxin's ears, and the rays of light shone before his eyes as he looked back at the mountain.
From a distance, the trees are still green and there are clouds and mist in the mountains.
And this time he left, he also set up a Yunmen Sword Formation in front of the gate of Wudang Mountain, which was quite magnificent.
Zhou Xuanxin let out a long sigh, drove the red gourd, and galloped towards Zhongnan Mountain.
......
At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, there was a buzz of people.
The story of the female swordswoman sent by the Ancient Tomb to visit the Quanzhen Sect has spread throughout the world.
Everyone in the world knows that there are countless past events between these two factions.
How could you not watch this huge excitement?
What's more, the two factions are fighting, and perhaps those precious mental law books have been neglected and have attracted many people with ulterior motives.
And even more people, after hearing that all the disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect are beautiful and fragrant, come all the way here, hoping to have a happy relationship with them.
The founder, Lin Chaoying, is naturally one of the first-class kendo beauties today. It is said that she is over fifty years old, but she still has good looks and charm.
The two female disciples under him also have their own unique looks.
However, those lustful people were mostly watching from the outside, and no one dared to go up the mountain to blaspheme.
Everyone knows that this sect is not someone to be trifled with.
In the tea shop at the foot of the mountain, the boss was extremely busy.
These days, there are countless people from the world who come to watch.
The emergence of a female swordsman almost stole all the limelight from Wudang Mountain.
In the tea shop, several gangsters were saying loudly.
"Hey! You don't know, but we can see everything clearly. Lin Chaoying is really powerful. With just one strike of his sword, he chopped off a ball of light on the top of Zhongnan Mountain to pieces!"
"Seriously? Even the Tiangang Beidou Formation can't withstand the enemy?"
"Don't talk about the Tiangang Beidou Formation. In my opinion, even if the Wudang Sect's Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation comes, it will also end up broken under the sword."
"It's not easy for you to talk. It is said that Danyangzi Ma Yu has gone to Wudang Mountain overnight to ask for help. If Zhang Sanfeng comes in person, Lin Chaoying may not be his opponent!"
"You're kidding! The Ancient Tomb Sect has called on everyone to teach Quanzhen Martial Arts. Although the Wudang Sect has the same origin as Taoist sects, after all, their techniques are different. Even if they come and win, what can they prove? Nothing makes people laughable."
"It is said that there is a young man on Wudang Mountain who is extremely powerful. If that man comes..."
"In my opinion, he's just a nerd! The legend of this man has made a lot of noise in the city, but not many people have seen him in Wudang Mountain. No one even knows his last name. Maybe he is just a person who is just trying to gain fame."
"If he dares to go down the mountain this time, he will have to face off against this great master. I predict that he will still hide in his thatched hut and continue to read his scriptures, hahahahaha..."
Several Jianghu men burst out laughing, which also caused all the Jianghu people around them to laugh in unison.
After all, it is not easy for ordinary warriors to practice for a lifetime and reach the rank.
There are countless martial arts practitioners in the world like crucian carp crossing a river. It can be said that there are many people who are stuck in any realm at every step and throughout their lives.
How could a young man be able to fight against a great master in just a few years?
Therefore, although Zhou Xuanxin's deeds are well-known in the world, they also attract the scorn of many people in the world.
I think it's just a fictional character created by the Wu-Tang Clan talking about themselves.
In order to argue whether this person has real talent or knowledge, many forces in the martial arts community have even started to fight with each other, both verbally and physically.
But this time, the sword energy on Zhongnan Mountain was strong, and it had stood firm for more than ten days.
The disciples of Quanzhen came forward to seek advice many times, but all failed miserably.
Lin Chaoying was suddenly in the limelight.
Who cares about that distant and ethereal boy?
At this moment, a young man in white pushed the door open, shook off the snow from his shoulders, and handed the store a huge wine gourd with a smile.
"Store, fill up the bottle."
