Chapter 695
So he sneered, and said to Li Jincheng: "Okay, I'll go to level the Dongxing Mountains and learn from them. The so-called heirs of the emperor!"

After finishing speaking, Deng Wenlun greeted several apprentices and walked down the mountain slowly.

"Master, are you okay!"

Qi Hongjing wanted to help Master up.

Li Jincheng lay on the ground without moving, grinning his teeth and said: "Don't move, my limbs are all broken, I need to call an ambulance, go and see your elder brother!"

The Vitality Sect was in an extremely embarrassing situation, the head with the highest mana and the second junior were all beaten up, and everyone was ashamed.

On Dongxing Mountain, Wang Hongda sat in the lobby for seven days, his clothes were rotten.

At dusk on the seventh day, the sun was setting and it was already September. There was a faint feeling of high autumn air, and the setting sun became more and more red. The orange-red light shone on the courtyard of the Taoist temple, and the scenery was quite pleasant.

Deng Wenlun and others found Dongxing Mountain, climbed up the steps, and slowly came up.

Before leaving, Wang Hongda handed over the key to the formation on the mountain to Wang Xuesong. As soon as a few people came up, the champion Hong who was all over the mountain saw it.

Wang Xuesong quickly greeted everyone: "Everyone, everyone, if there is trouble, go up the mountain!"

Wang Xuesong and others, as well as Zhang Xue, came to the front of the mountain and blocked the way of Deng Wenlun and others.

Wang Maosong took a look, oops, they are all dryads.

He reminded everyone in a low voice: "This is a nest of tree spirits. They are very skilled, so they are not easy to deal with."

Wang Xuesong was not afraid, he carried the flying spring pestle, and said: "The teacher said, no matter whether it is good or bad, as long as they are going up the mountain, they will all be blocked."

After hearing what Wang Xuesong said, several people got ready, thinking: I'm afraid it will be another fierce battle!
Deng Wenlun and others went up the mountain leisurely, and the two groups confronted each other and checked each other.

Deng Wenlun saw Wang Maosong at a glance, and he was also an old tree with hundreds of years of practice, while the others were quite strange.

Wang Xuesong and Wang Jiarui are human bodies smelted and transformed from white jade melon. They are one piece. In Deng Wenlun's eyes, there is a green light as a whole, like a raw egg mixed with yolk and egg white, which makes him quite puzzled: these two people what happened?solid?What about internal organs?

Looking at Xu Hui again, he is obviously a man, but he is full of yin, so Deng Wenlun thought to himself: Fortunately, this person lives in a Taoist temple, otherwise, wouldn't he want to see ghosts every day?

He didn't know that Xu Huiqing had a gun in his hand, even if he was a ghost, if he took a shot, his yin energy would be sucked away, and no ghost would dare to attack him.

Wang Maosong looked at Deng Wenlun and others, and saw the details of several people. Deng Wenlun was also a pine tree like himself, and he was not even as old as himself, but he didn't know why his morals were higher than his own. The unique Feng Shui is either growing up beside eminent monks and old Taoists.

Among several apprentices, Zheng Weicheng is a peach tree, Song Mingzhu is a bamboo tree, Li Shengming is a pagoda tree, and they are about the same age as Daoxing and Wang Maosong.

This can't help but make Wang Maosong sweat. Wang Xuesong and others have lost hundreds of years of Taoism, so they cannot be the opponents of these old tree spirits.

Wang Maosong then reminded Wang Xuesong: "Each of these old tree spirits has practiced for hundreds of years. We are not rivals. We just need to wait until the teacher wakes up."

Wang Xuesong nodded, and scolded the other side: "Who is it? What are you here for?"

Zheng Weicheng stood up, looked up at the three characters of Muxianmen on the plaque of the Taoist temple, and said: "So, this is the Muxianmen."

Wang Xuesong straightened his chest: "That's right!"

Zheng Weicheng sneered, and said domineeringly: "I heard that your Wooden Immortal Sect has a wooden book, take a look!"

When Wang Xuesong heard it, he immediately became furious: "The wooden book is something you can read if you want?"

Without further ado, Zheng Weicheng picked up the mahogany sword and stabbed at Wang Xuesong, saying in his mouth: "Zangxu Guan Zheng Weicheng, come and experience the skills of the immortal sect!"

Wang Xuesong was furious, he sent the Feiquan pestle to meet him, and shouted: "Wang Xuesong, the first disciple of the Wooden Immortal Sect, let's see your skills!"

Zheng Weicheng sneered, looked at Wang Xuesong who came up with the Feiquan pestle, and said with disdain: "My mahogany sword is transformed from the original body, and its weight is extraordinary. How can your little pestle compare to it?"

Then, the Feiquan pestle and the mahogany sword met, and the mahogany sword flew far away with a buzzing sound.

"what?"

Zheng Weicheng's small eyes were full of great doubts, and when the mahogany sword and Feiquan pestle met, he felt as if he had bumped into a mountain. He really didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary Feiquan pestle was as heavy as a thousand weights. With one move, the peach wood sword flew away.

Wang Xuesong took away the Feiquan pestle, grinned sneeringly, and taunted Zheng Weicheng: "With this little skill, do you want to read wooden books?"

Zheng Weicheng gritted his teeth, picked up the Jiuquan map, and opened it to Wang Xuesong.

A water arrow flew towards Wang Xuesong's front door, Wang Xuesong did not rush, he sacrificed the Feiquan pestle to block it, only heard a bang, the water arrow hit the Feiquan pestle at an extremely fast speed, scattered and splashed in all directions on the mountain field It exploded and the flowers became a rainbow.

Although Zheng Weicheng's attack failed, it was not easy for Wang Xuesong. The water looked ordinary, but it was actually very heavy, and the force was amazing. He knocked down the Feiquan pestle and was caught in Wang Xuesong's hand, with a bang With a sound, Wang Xuesong was pushed back several steps.

Zheng Weicheng and Wang Xuesong were repelled, and he had confidence in his heart, secretly said: The pestle is not so heavy, it can't compare to my nine springs of water, accept the move!

Zheng Weicheng made another attack, and another jet of water came.

Seeing this, Wang Xuesong put away the Feiquan pestle, set up a lotus stand with Jishui, poured it on the water column, and a white mist fell down.

Creaking, the water column turned into an icicle, which was smashed to the ground by Wang Xuesong's flying spring pestle.

Surprised, Zheng Weicheng took the picture of Jiuquan and took out a red cloth bag.

Wang Xuesong put away the lotus stand, picked up the Feiquan pestle, and rushed towards Zheng Weicheng again.

Seeing this, Zheng Weicheng opened the red cloth bag, threw it in front of Wang Xuesong, and threw out a handful of loess.

Wang Xuesong broke into the loess, but couldn't stop, especially the Feiquan pestle, which had a lot of dust on it.

Wang Xuesong suddenly felt that his whole body was being pressed down by something invisible, and the Feiquan pestle was unbelievably heavy. He couldn't help but let go, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this, Zheng Weicheng quickly took out the Nine Springs Map, and a water arrow rushed towards Wang Xuesong.

Wang Xuesong cried out that it was not good, and raised the Jishui lotus platform. With a bang, the water arrow was blocked, but the Jishui lotus platform was also crumbling.

But in the end it was to give Wang Xuesong a chance to breathe and take a step back, and the oppressive feeling that the dust carried with Wang Xuesong finally disappeared.

Zheng Weicheng held up the Nine Springs Picture again, this time instead of spraying water, it flew directly above Wang Xuesong's head.

Wang Xuesong held up the Jishui lotus platform, and with a bang, it collided with the picture of Jiuquan.

The Nine Springs Map is astonishingly heavy, as if it contained a river, where the Jishui Liantai could resist, it was directly knocked out and landed in the distance.

"rise!"

Zheng Weicheng was overjoyed when he saw the lotus platform was blown away, and took the opportunity to activate the Nine Springs Map, which unfolded above Wang Xuesong's head, and the water column fell.

Wang Xuesong raised his head, and couldn't help being frightened into a cold sweat. Wouldn't this stream of water turn her into a meatloaf?
In a critical moment, she had no choice but to sacrifice the pictures of the mountains and rivers, which were colorful and contained infinite vegetation and subtlety. Accompanied by the breeze and drizzle, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the water column falling from the sky was easily washed away.

Zheng Weicheng was shocked when he saw the map of hundreds of grasses and rivers, he took the map of Jiuquan, took a step back, and said in surprise: "What kind of treasure is this?"

Wang Xuesong sneered: "You deserve to know about the Fa-rectification of the Immortal Wooden Gate?"

Hearing what Wang Xuesong said, Zheng Weicheng was furious, picked up a bottle, and pointed it at Wang Xuesong: "Okay, let me just look at your picture, what's so mysterious about it!"

(End of this chapter)

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