His understanding was incredible, and he created immortal magic at the age of eight, which shocked S

Wudang became a lot more deserted, but Ning Changge enjoyed it.

No one disturbed, just concentrating on reading the scriptures and enlightening the Tao.

The way of life and death that he had just comprehended still needed to be continuously studied, and this was his future way.

However, his spirit is always shrouded in Tianzhu Peak, and he wants to see who will come to Wudang to be presumptuous.

……

Wudang and his party went down the mountain.

It immediately caused a full sensation, Jin Ling and the Condor were very conspicuous, they followed by their side, and their identities would naturally be easily recognized, of course, the people in Wudang had no intention of hiding their identities.

People in the rivers and lakes are excited.

The people who saw Wudang went towards the Great Sui, and there were also many people who accompanied them all the way.

Shangcihang Jingzhai and then talk about the Buddha, this is definitely a grand event, and it can even change the pattern of Kyushu!

However, there are also doubts.

“Why don’t you see Xiao Zhenxian?”

“They didn’t even see Zhang Zhenren?”

Everyone knows it.

Buddhism will never admit its mistakes so easily, and there will be a battle when the time comes!

Although the people of Wudangmen are also strong, can they really withstand so many strong people of Buddhism?

“You are stupid, what kind of strength are Xiao Zhenxian and Zhang Zhenren, if they don’t want you to find out, can you find out?”

Everyone was stunned.

Seeing the relaxed and confident demeanor of Song Yuanqiao and others, I knew that this was probably the answer.

But.

They apparently only guessed half right.

Zhang Sanfeng and the Old Heavenly Master were indeed following behind Song Yuanqiao and the others, but Ning Changge was sitting on top of Tianzhu Peak.

Time.

Countless pieces of information came out.

The people of Wudang Sect came down from Tianzhu Peak, and the news that Wudang was suspected of not having a strong man in charge spread to the major forces and dynasties that paid attention to Wudang, and the undercurrent continued to surge.

……

Great Sui.

Emperor Peak.

This is the place where the holy land of Buddhism Cihang Jingzhai is located, the majestic mountain is dangerous, the weather is thousands, its people are all women, many of them are leading the practice, once the dynasty has the “seven eighty-three” turmoil, the heirs of Cihang Jingzhai will go down the mountain, choose the Ming Lord Kuangfu.

But in fact, everyone knows it.

Its purpose is far from being as pure as it is claimed.

In the old days.

Cihang Meditation is a place of retreat for pure Buddhism.

But now, it is a turmoil, the mountain gate of Cihang Jingzhai has not been opened, but outside the Emperor Peak, there are thousands of people from the rivers and lakes gathered here, and the surrounding peaks are all sitting with martial arts masters.

The major forces of the Great Sui and the major forces of Kyushu all converged here.

Even many land immortals came.

But he never appeared in front of people.

One after another, their eyes converged and stared, even the people of Cihang Jingzhai were very stressed, so many martial arts masters gathered, they didn’t dare to show their usual domineering at all, so as not to offend the anger of the public.

Today.

It’s January.

“You said that little true immortal is really as terrifying as rumored?”

Bu Jingyun looked at Nie Feng who was watching, and couldn’t help but ask, the two of them are still the apprentices of the male tyrant, and they have not betrayed the world society yet.

Above Kyushu.

In addition to the many dynasties, there is also a chaotic place called Middle-earth.

Its power in the rivers and lakes is very prosperous.

Above the surface such as Nameless, Dugu Sword and Xiongba are the top powerhouses among the land immortals, and there are many strong people in the secret, and several major dynasties have the intention to swallow this area, but they have been involved with each other without success.

Nie Feng shook his head slightly:

“To be able to defeat the Sword Demon must be extremely powerful, but I don’t know if Xiao Zhenxian will come over in person this time, I heard that Wudang and his party did not see Xiao Zhenxian accompanying him.”

As the two spoke, a voice interjected:

“It’s impossible not to come, these days, just when we see the Buddha who walked into Cihang Jingzhai, there are no less than ten, Tianzhu Buddhism, Loulan Buddhism, and some Western Regions Buddhism are here, this time the strong people of Buddhism gather, if the little true immortal does not come, I am afraid that I can’t suppress it.”

When the two of them looked at it, they saw a middle-aged man with a gloomy face speak, who was a member of the Great Sui Yin Kui Sect.

After most of the powerhouses of the Demon Gate were wiped out by Ning Changge, the Yin Kwai Sect has been in the limelight recently.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng glanced at Bian Fu and did not answer.

They are from Middle Earth, and they don’t really look down on the martial arts of other dynasties in their hearts, that is, the strong people at the level of land immortals can get their respect, but it is not wrong to say that the Buddha Gate is very moving this time, and the number of Buddhas gathered on Cihang Jingzhai at this time has exceeded the number of palms.

No way.

Ning Changge put a lot of pressure on him.

A strong person is hotly discussed.

The situation is much more lively than Zhang Sanfeng’s 100th birthday last month, after all, most of the people who came at that time were righteous people, and only some of them had a good relationship with Wudang.

And now.

Kyushu, whether it is good or evil, all converge here, and the strong of heaven and man are like carp crossing the river.

“Why haven’t you come yet?”

Some people have doubts in their hearts, at this time the sun has gradually set in the west, and the sun has set in the west for more than an hour, but the people of Wudangmen have not appeared for a long time.

The thought had just arisen.

Some people with keen perception looked into the distance, only to see that at the end of their eyes, a series of imposing figures appeared in everyone’s sight.

“It’s coming!”

Someone whispered.

Facing the scrutiny of countless masters in Kyushu.

The people of Wudang Sect did not have the slightest stage fright, they did not squint, they were full of energy, and the speed was even faster, they were still far away when they first appeared, but in the blink of an eye, they were already close to the front.

There was a strange look in the eyes of one by one.

I saw that there were dozens of people from Wudangmen.

The first few people.

Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven Heroes, all of them were full of momentum, they had the help of Ning Changge’s elixir, and their strength broke through, and they all had the strength of five or six heavens and men alone, close to the top celestials.

At this point, there is no stage fright at all.

The same is true of the dozens of third-generation disciples behind him, all of them are at least cultivators above the grandmaster, and they are enough to become masters and elder-level existences in ordinary small sects.

“What a Wudang Sect!”

But what surprised everyone even more.

It’s the other three.

One is a spirit monkey wearing a gray robe, the other is a divine eagle standing upright, and the other is an old man, wearing a black robe, and his sword intent makes people’s hearts vibrate.

Nine Emperors of Swords!

Everyone’s eyes were shining.

“The Nine Emperors of the Sword have really been resurrected!”

When he saw the dead Sword Nine Emperors standing in front of everyone’s eyes again, the impact was still extremely obvious, the Sword Nine Emperors endured all the gazes, without the slightest wave, walking between life and death, his state of mind had become extremely peaceful.

It’s nothing.

And Song Yuanqiao and others are the same.

Song Yuanqiao touched the three bags in his arms, and his heart was full of confidence.

Under everyone’s gaze.

Song Yuanqiao Gangyuan shook, his eyes gradually became cold, and he raised his voice and shouted, like a lion roaring like a tiger:

“Wudang Sect people, come here today, and talk about the Buddha again!”

“Please also ask the Heavenly Monk Dinu to go out and see him!”

The voices are layered and intertwined, echoing between the peaks, extremely clear, so that the eyes of the Jianghu guests are even more surprised, this Wudang senior brother, the strength is extraordinary!

The Wudang disciples even shouted in unison.

“Please also ask the Heavenly Monk Dinu to go out and see him!”

All the eyes are solemn and cold, Zhang Sanfeng’s birthday a month ago, the behavior of the heavenly monk Dini smashing the field is vivid, Wudang people naturally want to come out of this evil breath, Wudang has never taken the initiative to bully people, but if others want to bully Wudang, it is impossible!

The Wudang disciples were imposing, and everyone who watched it showed amazement in their eyes.

Then he set his eyes on Cihang Jingzhai, where the mountain gate was closed, and his eyes gradually became playful.

Wudang has already made a move, it depends on how Cihang Jingzhai picks it up!

Just for a moment.

In Cihang’s quiet fasting, a faint sigh sounded:

“My junior sister and I have both been annihilated by Xiao Zhenxian’s martial will, so why should Wudang be aggressive.”

The voice fell.

The gate of the Emperor Tafeng gradually opened, and the figures slowly stepped out, there were monks, novices, nuns, and beautiful women.

And the first two.

One person is tall, like a lion with angry eyes, and he is a monk, and the other is much petite, with vicissitudes in his eyes, but he is only a middle-aged female nun, which is a dini.

Unlike the last time when they descended to the martial arts will with the help of the physical bodies of Sora and Fan Qinghui, this time the two of them appeared in front of everyone in real bodies.

Song Yuanqiao’s eyes froze, and he said coldly:

“Aggressive? The two of them are the first ancestors of Buddhism, but they don’t care about my face and disturb my teacher’s 100-year-old birthday, why don’t you say you are aggressive at that time! ”

Dini clasped his hands together and his eyes drooped slightly:

“That day was just for the sake of the Great Song Shaolin, and it was just a friendly exchange.”

“What a shameless bald donkey! Dignified! ”

Mo Shenggu laughed angrily and scolded directly.

Suddenly provoked Cihang Jingzhai to look at each other angrily, Mo Shenggu was not false at all, his eyes waited to go back, and he couldn’t help but let everyone laugh.

Song Yuanqiao stretched out his hand to stop Mo Shenggu and said in a deep voice:

“Well, as you said, it is a friendly exchange, my little junior brother once said that after a month, God will step on the peak and then talk about the Buddha, today is also a friendly exchange, dare to accept it?”

His eyes were full of light, and he stared at many people who were quietly fasting.

The Celestial Monk also stared.

“Wudang is like this, not afraid of causing a Daoist and Buddha war, and Kyushu will fall into chaos from now on?”

A big hat was buttoned down, and the Nine Emperors of the Sword smiled:

“Today, I will wait to come, only for your Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Monastery that day, if there are other blinders who want to make a move, I am really afraid of Wudang!”

“Dao Buddha War? If you want to fight, then fight! ”

There seemed to be black and white flickering on his old face, and the Dao robe on his body was windless, and he even had a sword intent soaring into the sky!

He was born from death, and he also realized part of the meaning of life and death. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Everyone was slightly discolored.

Dao Buddha War!

It sounds light, but what it means behind it is extremely heavy.

The onlookers looked at each other.

Wuzun Bi Xuan’s eyes showed a trace of solemnity, looking at today’s situation, I am afraid that it will not be good, today the strong people of Kyushu are gathered here, in fact, it is not completely certain that the two sides will fight, after all, if Cihang Jingzhai bows his head and admits his mistake, this matter may be over.

But now it seems that I am afraid not.

“Good! Very good! ”

The Heavenly Monk Dini finally lost his previous calm, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

The two of them are also old-timers who have lived for hundreds of years, but now they are pressed on the head by a junior, and they are even more ridiculed in front of the heroes of the world, even with their self-cultivation, they can’t stand it…

If Ning Changge was here, they would be a little more afraid.

But Song Yuanqiao?

Why?

They glanced at the sky, and could vaguely sense that the aura was hidden there, but they were very sure that Ning Changge did not come.

“Arrogance!”

They burst into tears in their hearts, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others coldly:

“Since you are reckless about the consequences, what are I afraid of Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Meditation Monastery!”

Song Yuanqiao laughed:

“I wish I had said it earlier.”

The onlookers suddenly became excited.

After waiting for so long, some people have even arrived here for more than half a month, and now it’s finally time to fight.

Whether it will eventually evolve into a Taoist Buddha war they don’t know.

But it is obvious that the few people in front of me have done a game.

The big war between the land immortals is still not easy to see in Kyushu, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Ximen Blowing Snow, Bi Xuan… The eyes of the masters are blazing.

On one side is the heavenly monk and the nun.

Two First Ancestors.

It is a very powerful existence among the land immortals, although it has lost part of the martial arts will in Tianzhu Peak, and the strength is only fifty percent at this time, but it is still not to be underestimated.

And Wudang is here.

The Nine Emperors of the Sword, the Wudang Spirit Monkey, the Condor, and the Wudang Seven Heroes also have the combat power of the land immortals.

Many people in Wudang retreated in unison.

Song Yuanqiao shouted:

“Heavenly monk, since you want to inherit Shaolin karma, let me Wudang Seven Heroes see your strength today!”

His voice fell.

The seven swords of the seven heroes of Wudang came out of the sheath together, and the seven figures flew over, forming the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation in an instant, and the seven people joined forces to be extremely skilled.

Everyone changed color in unison.

This is especially true of some land immortals who are secretly watching the battle, so the strength of the Wudang Seven Heroes at this time is not weaker than that of ordinary land immortals!

“Kill!!”

The Seven Heroes shouted, and the seven-star sword qi was like a net from heaven and earth, and it shrouded towards the heavenly monks.

The heavenly monk also had a solemn face.

He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the monks behind him flew back together, this kind of battle is not something that ordinary people can intervene in, but here they have to be distracted and protected.

“Even if you are a sword formation, you dare to be powerful!”

Although he was cautious in his heart, his words were not allowed at all, his true power was running, the platinum light on his body was shining, and one after another the meditation Arhat suddenly rose to the sky and slapped towards the seven-star sword qi.

Boom Boom!!

The sword qi collided with the Arhats, the roar continued, the emperor stepped on the peak, the sand flew away from the stones, the mountains and rocks and trees jumped, and the scene was terrifying.

With a sharp whistle, the Condor spread its wings and soared into the sky, his minions glowed with cold light, the speed was extremely fast, and there was a cyan light circulating on the feather claws.

The Condor foundation is very good.

Although the time to cultivate the Celestial Elephant Body Forging Technique and the Xunfeng Imperial Gang is short, it has already been introduced, and it can exert considerable power.

At this time, cyan blades of light slashed out from between his wings and eagle claws, sharper than the sword qi of the swordsman, making people frightened, and one by one the silent thoughts of the Arhat jumped.

The Heavenly Monk alone faced the Wudang Seven Heroes and the Condor, and his complexion changed greatly!

He felt the pressure of 0.0.

“Bullying more and less, shameless!”

Dini was furious, Tongming sword intent emerged, and the sword domain expanded rapidly, and he was about to go to help.

But a figure blocked her way, the Nine Emperors of the Sword.

The long sword in the hand of the Nine Emperors of the Sword was in the air, and there was a sense of life and death circulating on it, and he smiled faintly:

“Today is my Wudang Sect, the only one for you, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple, how can I bully more and say less, in the past, you two appeared together to Xiao Zhenxian, why didn’t you see you say this.”

“Your opponent today is me.”

“Just in time to see your sword domain!”

The eyes of the Nine Emperor of the Sword were full of light, and the black and white sword intent rose to the sky, life and death flowed, and with a mysterious aura, they killed Dini.

Dini’s eyes were cold:

“You are born from death, since you don’t know how to cherish it, I will let you taste death again, and you dare to be presumptuous with me just after being promoted!”

But as soon as the words fell, her face changed greatly.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

On the top of the emperor’s peak, the sound of shaking the sky and the earth came, she subconsciously looked over, and saw a golden mountain walking slowly, and then take a closer look, where is this golden mountain, it is clearly the Wudang spirit monkey!

That’s more than 12 feet!

On it, there is a golden light flowing, like golden armor.

Today’s Jin Ling’s body is already more than four feet, coupled with the magic power of the golden armor, the body is even more terrifying.

Jin Ling didn’t like to talk nonsense, and a beam of light shot out from his delusional silver pupils, rushing towards Dini with a killing slash.

The huge slap even covered the sky and the sun, and slapped it fiercely towards the place where Dini stood.

Dini alone faced the Golden Spirit and the Nine Emperors of the Sword, and the pressure was even greater than that of the Heavenly Monk.

The situation is on the verge of eruption.

But the development of the battle situation was unexpected, Wudang Xiaozhen Immortal did not arrive, and Zhang Zhenren did not appear, but he suppressed the Heavenly Monk Dini in an instant!

A shocking gaze fell on the battlefield.

Four land immortals-level combat power!

Wudang heritage, terrifying! .