I Am Not A Taoist Ancestor

North of Daming, Wudang!

There is a legendary character here.

The Tao of Heaven is respected by the two saints, and Martial Dao is respected by Wudang.

There are several Martial Dao Deva in the world, and everyone believes that if there is any Martial Dao Deva that can be holy, then it will inevitably not be able to bypass the one on Wudang Mountain.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Hong Baiyi was dressed in white, pacing upward.

His steps are very steady and heavy, and the momentum on his body is heavy every time he walks. When he reaches the mountainside, he is full of momentum, and the whole Wudang creatures seem to be able to perceive it. There is a peerless beast, stalking him. On the mountainside, coming towards the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

At the end of the journey, the entire Wudang Mountain creatures seemed to be able to hear the footsteps of Hong Baiyi, but there was no sound when Hong Baiyi walked.

The so-called "footsteps" sounded from their hearts, and each sound represented the upward momentum of Hong Baiyi's body.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt rang out on a sunny day, as if the god of heaven, like an evildoer, slashed towards Hong Baiyi.

A Yin & Yang Tai Chi picture rises from the top of Martial Dao mountain, covering the whole Wudang, and then, Sword intent! Gun intent! Dao Yi! Fist! Means!

All kinds of Martial Dao artistic conception appeared from the Wudang Mountainside, just like the Wudang Mountainside at this time, there are hundreds of masters, Martial Dao entering the Divine Realm and Deva Realm masters exist.

However……

This is naturally impossible!

In this horrible atmosphere, the white figure on the mountainside finally moved, and this movement broke the countless moods, let go!

Only an unremarkable figure rushed towards the Tai Chi Yin & Yang picture that enveloped the whole Wudang alone.

In the horrified eyes of Wudang disciples, the picture of Tai Chi Yin & Yang, which was regarded as a spiritual pillar, was shaken in an instant, as if Martial Dao Deva, who was regarded as an invincible hand under Sage, was not the one in front of him. The opponents of the troublemakers are average.

In their nervous anticipation, the Tai Chi Yin & Yang figure finally stabilized, making them temporarily relieved.

However, afterwards, this huge Yin & Yang picture occasionally showed shocks and fluctuations. Obviously, in this, there was a battle that they couldn't imagine taking place.

"Master! Please strengthen my true martial arts!"

The Wudang disciples who heard this call from nowhere came back to their senses and shouted together.

"Master! Please strengthen my true martial arts!"

The depths of Wudang Mountain.

Contrary to what everyone imagined, at this time, the two masters were not in the Taiji diagram.

There was no big fight, not even a trace of anger.

A young man in white clothes and an old man with a white beard sat quietly together, each holding an ordinary cup of tea.

Tea is the worst teahouse in the world, and the cheapest tea is better than its taste.

"Little friend Hong! Let me give you a face!"

The old man blinked playfully at Hong Baiyi, and from time to time he held the tea lid and stroked the tea. With each stroke of him, the Tai Chi picture in the sky would fluctuate.

"..."

"Next, I will bother the real person, you will pretend to vomit blood!" Hong Baiyi smiled, but said something that shocked others.

This is a play!

It is clear!

Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng is still making a play for Martial Dao Deva, the first Practitioner, to sacrifice his own prestige.

If it is known to the world, it will be extremely difficult to accept. Of course, I am afraid that the most difficult to accept is the Wudang disciple who is shouting at this time.

After all, no one should be able to understand what exactly is the reason why Zhang Sanfeng is willing to do this.

What is the reason for this young man to take it for granted?

"Little things! Little things!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, pointing in the direction of Da Song, and said: "The little friend made a lot of noise on Da Song's side. If I don't cooperate, if the child vomits blood, it will hurt his peace. "

"Zhang Zhenren is polite! I'm afraid I can't help Zhang Zhenren when there is no momentum." Hong Baiyi said softly. He has a lot of strength on own. In the case of law, it is impossible to easily win this first Deva.

"Ha!" Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, feeling like a mirror in Hong Baiyi's polite statement.

"I don't know... the one who crushed Da Song by the sword..."

"died!"

Hong Baiyi's voice was very flat, as if it was not a swordsman who was famous all over the world, but a chicken and a dog.

"His sculpture is pretty good. After he died, he crashed into a wall and died. I buried the two together."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's face showed a little sorrow, and he didn't make too many expressions, because he had expected it a long time ago.

In the land of the Great Song Dynasty, there is one missing Sword intent that traverses all Deva's heads, and the Sword Intent reappears in Rivers and Lakes, but there is no sculpture...

Everything has already been guessed, and now, it is just a confirmation.

And Hong Baiyi said that he was the only one who killed him during this trip to Song Dynasty, but he didn't explain the reason for killing him.

Of course, there is no need to say!

People in the world may only know that the first swordsman in this world is named Dugu Qiuqi.

But only Deva masters can understand that Dugu defeat is a sword across the head of Song Dynasty!

Dugu...

It's Hu!

Even though Dugu seeks defeat, he can't be used to the devil's way, and he is not a demon's person.

But it didn't have a clear relationship with the Moyuan, or in other words, it was unable to distinguish it from the mother clan.

Although, for Mo Yuan, Dugu Qiuqiu neither listens to the tune nor listens to the announcement, but all Deva understands the reason why Dugu Qiuqiu has been in the Song Dynasty.

Daming has two Sages, and Zhang Sanfeng, Martial Dao Deva, which is almost mythical. He can't hold it down.

Therefore, in order to clarify the relationship with the Moyuan, and to do his last part for the mother clan, he chose to suppress the major Deva in the Song Dynasty.

Such an alien, even if it is Martial Dao Tianjiao, Hong Baiyi can only choose to kill him in the end!

"pity……"

"If that Yue girl is willing to make a move, I am afraid that the world of Song Dynasty will not be overwhelmed by Dugu's defeat. Even the Shaolin monk and the real person Xiaoyao can't beat him."

Zhang Sanfeng has a bit of regret on his face. If the Yue girl is willing to make a move, this time, this Hong Xiaoyou's actions will probably be smoother.

"She won't make it!" Hong Baiyi took a sip of this terrible tea, resisted the urge to spray it on Zhang Sanfeng's face, and continued, "This world... does not have her country, nor her home. If it weren’t because Mo Yuan was too filthy, it’s hard to say, she would be more willing to shepherd sheep in the north."

When Hong Baiyi said this, he paused for a while, and then continued: "With that kind of experience, maybe...she shouldn't do anything for anyone or any force!"

Hong Baiyi thought of the woman in Tsing Yi that she had finally found on Da Song's side this time. Thinking about how she understood her after talking with her, she understood such a thing in her heart.

"Oh? It seems that you have seen it? But how come you are still a pure sun in the old Taoist temple?"

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