"Five-colored clouds and shrimps are covered with mist. I closed my eyes and fell asleep in my eyes. Only then did I realize that my body was full of heaven. It turned out that Huangting was a blessed place..."

"The imperial garment, purple belt, dragon and tiger seal, the long god is good for life, Lai Taixuan, three calls, two and four, the energy is connected to the Xuan..."

Every time Wang Chonglou recited a sentence, he exhaled a golden breath from his mouth, lingering between heaven and earth.

Later, they were brought into the spear one by one.

I chant something at the spear, and I face it as soon as I pass on my skills.

The old Taoist priest always felt that something seemed wrong.

This style is weird and ridiculous.

If others see him, they can't say that he is treated like a drunkard.

A total of ninety-eighty-one golden true energy was poured into the spear.

After one night.

The thunderstorm ceases.

The mountain has a fresh breath.

The transmission is completed.

Looking up, the old man who was so energetic a few days ago has now become much older and has gray hair.

Walk, take three steps.

If there is no support from the elixir, it will be a lifetime of three to five years.

Looking at the spear in front of him, the old Taoist priest had no desire.

The expression is indescribable.

All kinds of words cannot express their meaning.

In the words of His Royal Highness, that expression is like a dog.

Soon, the old Taoist priest stood up and his complexion improved a lot.

Xu Qianqiu knew that this was just a reflection of the future.

Looking at the elder brother as old as the old man, he was shaking, the young master uncle said bitterly:

"Can Wudang rise if this is the case?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and nodded, saying, "Longshui thousands of miles into Wudang, Xuanwu will prosper!"

In order to comfort my junior brother, the old Taoist priest rubbed his waist and stood upright, saying, "It's just a big yellow yard. Is there any, it won't have much impact on me."

Wudang's head teacher Wang Chonglou was married in Dahuangting, and passed the throne to Hong Xixiang, a young master uncle.

The next day.

The senior brother Xiao Wang, who has not walked out of the purple bamboo forest for sixteen years, has not spoken for sixteen years, has not drawn a sword for sixteen years, and has finally walked out of the purple bamboo forest and went down the mountain.

Wang Chonglou watched his departure and said whispering that with his talent, he traveled around the world, honed his sword intent, and cleansed his sword heart. On his day of return, he would definitely be better than the Wu family's sword tomb.

At that time, if Hong Xixiang’s Heavenly Way is successful, and Beiliang takes advantage of the situation, Xuanwu will prosper!

Looking at the decadent junior brother, Wang Chonglou thought that he should give him some advice.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest said, "My junior brother, I haven't competed for many years, otherwise today, let's compare again, and compare far and near?"

Hong Xixiang was stunned for a moment, and finally realized, and was facing a great enemy, saying, "Isn't this good?"

"What, you dare not?"

The method of provoking generals is that the little Taoist priest is young after all, and he is indeed deceived.

He said: "Just compare!"

Small lotus peak, at the edge of a cliff.

Two Taoist priests who don’t want Bilian urinated in the air, and the other was close to each other.

A few flying birds hovering near, birds looking at birds, wonders of the world, shocking the world.

After shaking three times, the old Taoist priest sighed: "I could have birds ten feet in the wind back then, but now, my shoes are wet because of my age. I am old, old..."

On the side, the young master uncle laughed.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been competing more than ten times, and he always loses the one.

Not only was he defeated, but his distance was not half as far as the senior brother of the sect.

Now that the head of the sect has lost Dahuang Ting, he has finally won once.

The little Taoist priest's heart suddenly dissipated and he burst into laughter.

But he thought that from today on, he would take over the heavy burden of Wudang, and he suddenly felt bitter.

Wang Chonglou looked left and right, and finally locked his target on his junior brother.

He looked calm, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "My junior brother, do your best, senior brother, please be careful of you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Later, Hong Xixiang looked left and right, trying to find a place to wipe his hands, but had no goal. Suddenly, he understood what the elder brother patted his shoulder. What was the point.

Suddenly, the young master's face turned dark.

He looked at his left shoulder with disgust.

After hesitating for a moment, he wiped his hands on his left shoulder.

I thought to myself, just go back and change it and wash it.

Seeing His Royal Highness leaving with his gun, the old Taoist priest wanted to speak but stopped.

That spear...

It should be considered half of his successor?

Outside the hut, the things were packed and ready to go.

Five hundred iron cavalry were waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Before leaving, the little Taoist priest and Xu Fengnian were reluctant to part. After thinking about it, they went to the vegetable garden to steal some fruits and vegetables.

Xu Fengnian picked some winter bamboo shoots unique to Wudang, but didn't want the rest.

In the hut, Xu Qianqiu kept all the secret books and gave them to Wudang.

It was just right, and the thousand taels of gold sent by Xu Xiao also arrived at the foot of the mountain and were being sent up the mountain one after another.

Just think it's money for incense.

Starting from now on, Wudang officially boarded the pirate ship in Beiliang.

In one case, Long Teng entered Wudang for thousands of miles, and had pushed Wudang to the forefront, and Wang Chonglou had no choice.

Second, analyze the current situation, and coupled with Xu Xiao’s many layouts in Wudang, the old Taoist priest is happy to do so.

After walking a distance, Xu Qianqiu suddenly remembered something, stopped, looked back at the blue bird, and asked if the box of black and white chess was brought with him.

Seeing the blue bird nodding, he finally felt relieved.

On Wudang and when he was bored, he picked up many pebbles of good texture under the Elephant Washing Pool and carved 361 black and white chess pieces by himself.

I will naturally not forget to go down the mountain today.

The carriage from the Beiliang Palace has reached the foot of the mountain, with more than a thousand iron cavalry, and the flags fluttering in the wind and making noises.

Sweet potatoes waited aside.

Seeing Xu Qianqiu go down the mountain, he was very happy, but his face was calm.

This made the blue bird roll his eyes. If there was no one at this moment, I would be afraid that he would have already pounced on the young master's arms.

Having not seen each other for more than half a year, this girl finally got out of bed.

In the palace, if you are either warming the bed, you will not be able to get off the bed.

I spent most of the day in bed.

It has been a thousand years in the mountains.

I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time and feel that the surroundings have changed a lot.

As soon as he went down the mountain, he met an assassin.

But it's just a few small shrimps and can't cause much wave.

If you have some insight, you won’t be able to take action at such a clear point.

It's dark under the light?

On the carriage, sweet potatoes gently rubbed the prince's shoulders.

Xu Qianqiu stroked a black chess in his hand, closed his eyes, and whispered: "The force is slightly stronger."

When Sweet Soup nodded, he asked again: "When you left the mansion, did the white fox face go up to the fourth floor of Tingchao Pavilion?"
To be continued...