The Great Tao Chronicle

After decades of ups and downs, the chivalrous gate is full of vicissitudes.

But pacing in the meantime, but also do not have a flavor.

Yun Dongliu led the two through several corridors and came to a small courtyard.

With an apologetic smile on his face:

"There are too many people these days, so I can only trouble the two female heroes to share a room"

"What did Master Yun say? Our sisters took the liberty to come here, and it is already disturbing."

Bai Xian'er smiled slightly, her smart eyes half-bent, looking playful.

"The two heroines take a break, and Yun will go and cook some tea for the two of them, and the food will come."

Yun Dongliu didn't look sideways, and gave a slight salute.

"A pot of tea is enough, and our sisters also bring dry food."

Bai Xian'er returned a salute:

"There is a hero Laoyun."

Yun Dongliu gave a wry smile and turned to leave.

The two waited until his back disappeared before entering the room in a hurry.

The decor of the rooms is simple and unpretentious, but extremely clean, apparently cleaned.

squeak~

Bai Xian'er closed the door and was slightly relieved.

At this time, the chivalrous door was mixed with dragons and snakes, and I didn't know how many masters were on the list. It was too exciting for the two of them to walk here.

If it is discovered, let alone her, Wushuang is afraid that she will be planted here.

"Senior sister is doing well, after all she has experienced it."

It was unparalleled, just smiled lightly, without the slightest nervousness.

"Junior sister is not afraid."

Bai Xian'er wiped the seat, let Wushuang sit down, and she gently pinched her shoulders:

"This chivalrous door has so many decent people in martial arts gathered this time, is it too dangerous for junior sister to come here?"

From the entrance of the chivalrous gate to this house, she felt the breath of no less than ten qi masters, so she had to be careful.

"This chivalrous door, Feng Qingxuan came, and I naturally came too."

Wushuang, please pull back a strand of long hair and said lightly.

"Shengfeng Qingxuan wants to use the righteous way of suppressing the rivers and lakes to accumulate his own momentum to break through, so why should Junior Sister?"

Bai Xian'er was a little puzzled.

Although she knew that Wushuang wanted to compete with Feng Qingxuan for the position of the Sect Master of the Six Prison Demon Sect, not to mention that the Demon Venerable was still young and strong, he wanted to pass on the throne, and that was something that happened after the Divine Vein.

Without the martial arts that overwhelmed the other great Dharma kings, it would be impossible to compete for the position of suzerain.

At this time, it is too early to compete.

"The Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons is the strongest divine art of my holy sect. However, it can't beat my White Lotus Heart Sutra before it develops the general trend. But if he achieves the general trend, it will be difficult to limit it."

Wushuang chuckled lightly, his eyes faintly:

"Then Feng Qingxuan wants to take advantage of the situation to break through, how can I tolerate him?"

"Junior sister is trying to sabotage this matter?"

Bai Xian'er's heart jumped, and she was a little scared: "Junior sister, you have said that this matter is the intention of Lord Mozun"

"What if the Demon Lord knows? A loser will not let the Demon Lord care."

With that said, Wushuang tapped the table lightly:

"Even, the purpose of my going down the mountain, the Demon Venerable may not know!"

"what?"

Bai Xian'er was taken aback: "Then, then we"

"Senior sister, it's not good for you to stay in the mud pond for too long."

Wushuang's voice was a little cold:

"I hope you can make progress after this, otherwise"

"Sister-in-law said yes!"

Bai Xian'er's face turned pale, and she forcibly calmed down:

"Then what does Junior Sister want to do here?"

She knew that no matter what Wushuang wanted to do, she had to follow to the end.

A person with two sides and three swords, even in Mozong, can't get along.

"The Heart Sutra of War Demons wants to raise the momentum, so naturally they have to come to the door dignifiedly! These martial arts people only know that Feng Qingxuan is afraid of Yun Haitian, but he never thought that he is gaining momentum, and he is waiting for Yun Haitian to recover from his injuries and return to his prosperous posture. !"

Wushuang's eyes lit up with ripples, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly behind the veil:

"He wants to be dignified and upright, but I am not as good as he wants!"

"Junior sister wants to do something to Yun Haitian?"

Bai Xian'er frowned slightly.

Yun Haitian has been famous for many years, and his record is outstanding. There are many Da Zhoutian masters who have died under his hands. He once fought against Dharma King Chi Lian without dying, and then fought several times with Wang Jianglong, the leader of the Beggar Gang.

It can be said that he is the first person under the well-deserved divine vein.

Where does Wushuang have such confidence.

"It is not only martial arts that can defeat a person, but the heavy trauma to the mind is much more painful than the physical body."

Wushuang said lightly, and his fingers suddenly tapped on the table.

Bai Xian'er immediately stopped.

"Two heroines, the tea has been boiled."

Yun Dongliu's voice sounded outside the door.

A smile appeared on Wu Duo, and replied softly:

"Master Yun, please come in."

Three red suns adorn the blue sky, and thousands of miles of clouds roll over.

The land of the Zhongzhou Plain has an open terrain and thousands of hectares of fertile fields as far as the eye can see. Many large rivers, including the Dalong River and the Lancang River, flow through the land like a galloping dragon.

The Dalong River, the Changlong River and the Lancang River were the three largest rivers in the Dafeng Dynasty.

It nourishes and irrigates the seventy-three prefectures of Dafeng, thousands of prefectures and cities, and countless fertile fields, which can be called the river of life in Dafeng.

These three big rivers traverse the north and the south, and there are few places where they intersect. The only place where they meet is Wanlong Lake in Zhongzhou!

Wanlong Lake is 6,300 li long from east to west, and 3,400 li at its widest point from north to south. It is the largest lake in Dafeng and even the world.

It describes the countless fishermen and the countless fertile fields along the coast.

boom!

Boom!

The torrential river water is rolling in, like ten thousand dragons returning to the sea, splashing boundless waves under a majestic mountain in the center of the lake.

This peak is called Wanlong Peak.

It is in the middle of Wanlong Lake and has been baptized by countless rivers for countless years. It is a famous mountain in the world.

And occupying this mountain is one of the Dafeng Righteous Dao factions, the Longque faction.

According to legend, this sect was handed down by the Dragon Sparrow Sword Master 700 years ago. Unfortunately, after 700 years, all the wind and rain were blown away.

Although it will not be reduced to a third-rate sect, it has long since disappeared.

There are not many children of the disciple, and if it is not for Cao Zhan, the current leader, who is in the top ten, I am afraid that even this Wanlong Peak will not be able to hold.

Wanlong Peak, in front of the Dragon Spike Mountain Gate.

step~

A pitch-black dragon boot stepped on the white stone floor and came before the Dragon Sparrow Mountain Gate.

"Above the Qianzhang Peak, Bai Yupu has penetrated the Shili Mountain Gate and has not changed for seven hundred years. I really don't know how handsome the Dragon Sparrow Sword Master was back then."

The black cloak was blown by the breeze, Feng Qingxuan looked at the surging lake under Wanlong Mountain, thinking back to the past, yearning in his heart.

Behind him, two thin, faceless swordsmen in black were silent.

"Yingyi, call the door."

Looking at the distant mountain gate, Feng Qingxuan spoke lightly.

"Yes."

One of the swordsmen in black behind him responded with a hoarse voice, stepped forward a few steps, and made a sonorous sound like the symphony of gold and iron:

"Where is Cao Zhan?"

boom!

Under the diffusion of the turbulent True Qi, the sound waves swayed vertically and horizontally on the Baiyu Square, blowing into the Dragon Sparrow Mountain Gate like a gust of wind.

"What, who?"

The disciple on duty in front of Longque Mountain Gate only felt dark in front of him and almost fell to the ground.

Cao Zhan!

Cao Zhan!

The mighty echoes like thousands of people shouting in unison reverberated in the Longque Mountain Gate.

"Who? Who?"

"So majestic and true, who is coming!"

"Call the sect master's name directly, I'm afraid the visitor is not good!"

In the Dragon Sparrow Sect, many disciples and elders all changed their faces when they heard this.

The sound waves echoed for dozens of miles. Even if such a master is not as strong as their sect master, I am afraid that he is already a congenital master of condensed energy.

"I actually found it"

In the main hall of the Dragon Sparrow, Cao Zhan suddenly stood up with a solemn expression.

"Does the sect master know who is coming?"

A white-haired old man looked ugly and seemed to remember a name.

"It's time to come, and it's coming. It's really not necessary to be lucky."

Cao Zhan let out a long sigh.

At this time, there is no need to say who the person who will come to find him is.

He also knew about the gathering initiated by Yun Haitian of the Chivalry Sect, but more than ten years ago he had a bad relationship with Yun Haitian because of his disciples, and he couldn't bring himself to seek refuge in the Chivalry Sect.

I only feel that the world is so big, that Feng Qingxuan may not be able to find it.

pity

"Feng Qingxuan, the son of the Six Prison Demon Sect!"

The white-haired old man took a breath and became fast:

"Sect Master, hurry up and let the old man go to resist!"

"That's too late."

Cao Zhan shook his head and walked towards the door:

"Elder Wang, take your disciples down the mountain. After today, my Dragon Sparrows will not be able to keep this Wanlong Peak."

When he came to the door, he paused and added:

"If you can't escape in time, protect Sun En, he is the last hope of my Longquemen!"

"Sect Master!"

The white-haired old man stepped up to catch up with Cao Zhan and stopped in front of him: "No, the door master, the Longquemen can't be without you, without you, there is no hope for my Longquemen."

"Elder Wang doesn't need to say more. His goal is me. If he doesn't see me, Longquemen will be removed from the rivers and lakes today."

Cao Zhan pushed the old man away with a flick of his hand.

Step out of the door.

"Master!"

As soon as they came out of the mountain gate, a small figure rushed over.

It was a child of about seven or eight years old, chubby, with a big head and a head, and a wooden knife in his hand.

"Ener."

Cao Zhan touched his apprentice's fleshy little face, and was also reluctant to part with it.

In a flash, he hardened his heart and pushed him away:

"Sun En! Let's go down the mountain with Elder Wang!"

call!

As soon as the voice fell, he stepped out, and his body had already exited the mountain gate with a few ups and downs in the children's cries.

"Master!"

Sun En fell to the ground crying.

"En'er!"

The white-haired old man picked up the child.

He turned to look, and saw that the airflow outside the mountain gate was roaring and infuriating, and he had already handed it.

He could only sigh, turned around to summon his disciples, packed up all his belongings, and prepared to go down the mountain.

The rivers and lakes have always been cruel, even the martial arts sect itself, if there is no master in charge, once it declines, it will be removed from the rivers and lakes.

I don't know how many sects are jealous of Wanlong Peak, which is occupied by Longquemen. Without Cao Zhan, they can't hold it.

If they don't leave early, they will be wiped out.

This kind of thing has happened many times in the past, and he naturally does not understand this truth!

What's more, there is absolutely no reason for Mozong's actions to leave behind troubles.

If you don't run away at this time, there is no chance.

On the White Jade Plaza, Feng Qingxuan gently wiped a trace of blood from his face, shook his head slightly, with a hint of pity:

"It seems that the Dragon Sparrow Swordsmanship is really lost."

"Dragon Sparrow Sword"

Cao Zhan stared blankly at the Dragon Broken Sabre in his palm, laughed miserably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But he still did not retreat, his body shifted, and the broken knife swayed a lot of training, forcing the two swordsmen who were about to pounce on the mountain gate to retreat!

"Don't give up yet"

Feng Qingxuan shook his head slightly and said lightly:

"you go"

boom!

In front of the turbulent Baiyu Mountain Gate ~www.readwn.com~, a flash of light like a morning star lit up, and the dazzling light of a knife suddenly burst out like a big sun.

Thirty feet across the sky!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, it poured down towards Cao Zhan.

Wherever the knife light passed, all visible and invisible things were torn apart by extreme sharpness!

At a distance of more than ten meters, Cao Zhan had already felt that unparalleled edge.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't retreat, and the blade light swung by the broken knife slammed into the air, forcing the two black-clothed swordsmen back.

stab~

In the sound of cracking silk, blood spilled into the sky.

Between the whistling of the air, Feng Qingxuan's long sword was returned to its sheath, and his expression was flat:

"The grass needs to be rooted out, and the chickens and dogs don't need to be kept!"