Mixed Miners

Although Wu Yanchang did not prepare for it, but decades of painstaking research on practice, especially the study of the numerous generations of Chen Yun's view of Chen Zhen's Promise, he apparently also came to Zhangkou, saying that the lotus flower is flowing.

It is said that the Wudang faction and the Yuntai view are actually in the same line. The Wudang faction is the practice of Zhang Sanfeng who used his understanding to go to the shackles and to revive Chen Zhen.

The priests of Yuntaiguan, including Wu Yanchang, are practicing the original works of Chen Yu. They can’t say who is good, but mainly look at the effect of training, but it is obvious that Wu Yanchang’s practice of obsessiveness is in front of him. The practice of infuriating, this is absolutely a different kind, but also let the Taoist priests taste delicious, they are still mainly in the form of Tai Chi Chuan instead of martial arts, as for internal strength, some can not take it.

Wu Yanchang also spoke for nearly an hour.

For the group of Taoist priests, it is usually a person who retreats and reconciles the heavens. Even if there is communication, two or three friends will discuss it together, such as Wu Yanchang and Xue Daoshi, and more will not be more than a few years. Together, there are very few large-scale exchanges like this, and almost all of them are half-hanging. Few people touch the real inner-learning fur, so the communication is not very private. First, hope and the same way to prove the practice. Second, there is nothing to hide. If you hide and hide, people may die.

After Wu Yanchang finished speaking, Lin Laodao was obviously not prepared to let him go. He said with a smile: "Wu Daoyou, I heard that you have broken through the door of Xuanzang and found the way to run the gas. I don't know if I can demonstrate it today. Let's open our eyes?"

Wu Daoshi looked at Yang Ling, Yang Ling nodded slightly.

Wu Yanchang stood up again and again, and now he, with the help of Yang Ling, has opened up the second line of the governor, breaking through to the innate realm, rather than the realm of the introductory truth that Lin Laodao said, in fact, his heart is quite proud.

It is often said that there is no first in the text and no second in Wu.

People who practice martial arts always have a thought of competing with others. This is not to fight for strength, but to test where they have cultivated. Only when they have an opponent, can they know if they have reached another level. .

Wu Yanchang has been cultivating for decades. Now it can be said that it is the time when the spirit is high. By performing this opportunity, you can also see the reaction of the same person. Perhaps some of them may be in front of themselves.

Hundreds of Taoist priests were watching the stage quietly. Wu Yanchang took out a purple jade from his arms. The jade was not big, the size of the palm was small, and there was a strong purple halo in the sun.

Lin Laodao’s eyes brightened and he couldn’t help but ask: “Wu Daoyou, is this the treasure of the town of Yuntai, the Ziyu Jiulong that passed down from Chen’s ancestors?”

"Yes, this is the purple jade Kowloon!" Wu Yan nodded.

Many of the Taoist priests couldn't help but stand up and look around, and they also talked with the whispers of their neighbors. I don't know why Wu Yanchang will come up with this thing.

Ziyu Jiulong, many of them have heard of it, but never seen it before. It is said that this baby passed down from the nicknamed Chen Yu Dao, which is an extremely rare instrument.

This instrument is different from the other. It is a group of monks who really feel at ease and try to break through the mortal world, so their understanding of the instrument is different from ordinary people. The instrument in their mind is that. The legendary fairy magic weapon, after the force is urged, can move the mountains and the sea, the demon darling baby, not the peaches and swords used by the people in the eyes of the rivers and lakes, but not the black dog blood used in folklore to scare the scorpion. Hoof hoof.

The Ziyu Jiulong, which is a fairy magic weapon that they once heard of, has a great magical power. Of course, in addition to this, there are some Taoist temples in the country that have been passed down for a long time, and there are also treasures of the town, such as Lushan Tai The Qing Dynasty's red fire Xuanyu ruler, Chang'an Baxian's gossip yin and yang mirror, etc., but obviously more illusory, may have been lost for countless years, can only find some clues from some legendary records, basically never seen.

The purple jade dragon wall was lifted in the air by Wu Yan, purple light, like a purple star shining in the sun.

In addition to the Taoist priests, there are many tourists and pilgrims from Zhang Sanfeng, as well as scenic staff, government officials in charge of religion, TV stations and websites, and newspaper reporters.

These people are counted as ordinary people. They have never heard of this thing, so they are rushing forward, especially those reporters. If there are no Taoist priests and security guards in Wudang Mountain, they can’t wait to rush to Wu Yanchang. Take a few shots in front of you.

Wu Yanchang was also a little excited. After he calmed down his mood, he slowly said: "The Ziyu Jiulong ancestor is from the ancestral home of Chen Yu, which is undoubtedly true. We have a complete record of countless generations of predecessors in Yuntai. But for hundreds of years, no one can use and drive it, so many people think that this baby is just a name, and I have always thought so, until the day four years ago, I finally touched it. Really tidal, I finally know the true power of this baby, now I will give you a demo..."

Wu Yan said that she paused here, her eyes swept around, and then his face turned abnormally dignified under the gaze of seven or eight hundred people.

Under the eyes of the public ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wu Yan Chang Yun from the Tongmai refining soul, the infuriating in the two veins of the governor like the **** of the river into the purple jade Kowloon.

"嗡~"

On the open space in front of the Taihe Palace, the air suddenly burst into inexplicable shocks.

Suddenly, I saw the purple purple jade in the hands of Wu Yanchang suddenly burst into a strong purple light, such as the purple sun burning in the same round. At the same time, several black light and shadows were pulled out from the purple light. In the bright and bright sunshine, the black light and shadow instantly The wind turned into a nine-eight-eight-meter-long black dragon, and the head swayed into the air, faintly screaming and screaming, and then fluttering out in all directions.

At this time, this scene is like a stunt in a movie. Except for Yangling, all the people are scared and stunned. Many timid people scream and shun, and many people even scare them to the ground. Yunxiao also screamed and hugged Yang Ling tightly, trembled violently.

However, after the dragons flew more than ten meters, they gradually collapsed.

At this time, Wu Yanchang, who was holding the purple jade Kowloon, was soaked and sweaty, and his face was pale and sitting in a chair. He was almost innocent and sucked up by Kowloon. (To be continued.)