Pirate’s Infinite Wings
Chapter Seventy-Four: The Cold Faced Taoist
He was carrying a long sword with a black scabbard on his back.
Fang Lang recognized the long sword, and blurted out a sentence: "Could it be that you are Gu Zhenren?" There was a little doubt, but it was 70 to 80% sure. Apart from Gu Qingfeng, there must be no third person here. Individuals can have such momentum.
The Taoist in front of him still didn't speak, and his face was still cold at the beginning. Lu Xiaofeng really couldn't hold back this time: "I think he is deaf, we are wasting our time for nothing, let's go, let's find someone else to ask!"
Said, put Fang Lang's shoulders, as if I was leaving. Sure enough, with this aggressive move, the Taoist in front of him couldn't hold back immediately, and said, "I'm not deaf, it's just that this is not the place you should come to."
Between the words, the meaning of not welcoming the two of them was not concealed in the slightest. It's just that Lu Xiaofeng is not surprising, after all these years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he has offended many people, and he is not the first one to speak ill.
The ability to bear in his heart has already been trained to a certain level, and he is not qualified to take it to heart at all. It's just that Fang Lang has already felt the malice of the person in front of him. It's strange, it's just that he just met for the first time.
How could there be such a feeling? I'm afraid it was affected by his face. "In other words, you are not allowed to come to Baiyun Temple!" The Taoist said heavily, as if to explain how extremely unwelcome the two of them are here.
"Why can't Baiyun Temple come?" Fang Lang said coldly. It was really the first time he was rejected so thoroughly, and he was already hated before he even started, but he never cared much about it. If you can't come, there must be a reason.
They can't accept such a mindless expulsion order. It stands to reason that they have not sinned against any Taoist. Moreover, he also has some friendship with Taoist Mu, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't accept such treatment. Could it be that this guy has some purpose?
The Taoist still insisted: "Everyone else can come, only you can't." There seemed to be a hint of hostility in his tone. This time, Lu Xiaofeng had also figured out what this old guy meant!
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "Do you know who I am?" Anyway, his reputation is well known in the world, it's impossible that this old guy has never heard of it! Moreover, even if you don't know his name, you won't be kicked out as soon as you come in.
As far as he knows, there are 365 days a year here, and as long as there are people, they can go in and learn Taoism every day. How come they have more rules? Can't even get in the door...
The Taoist sneered, and suddenly turned around. A piece of the bark of the sycamore tree had been peeled off, and there were eight characters written in cinnabar on it: "There are two eagles flying from the south, and they will die under the tree soon." He seemed to have already guessed that Fang Lang and Lu Xiaofeng would come.
It seems that sufficient preparations have been made, otherwise how dare to release such bold words? However, although it can be seen that this Taoist priest is indeed a bit of a Taoist, but for some reason, he feels inexplicably at ease. Perhaps after staying by Fang Lang's side for a long time, he naturally developed his temperament, which is more or less close to Zhu Zhechi.
But Lu Xiaofeng still pretended to sigh helplessly, and said, "You really know who I am, so why is it one of our many challengers?" Although it was a question, the answer was already certain.
Apart from this reason, he couldn't think of any other reason that would make him feel so hostile towards them as soon as they met. It's nothing more than wanting to defeat them and take the opportunity to make a name for themselves in the Jianghu. There is no special reason.
It's just that over the years. Really has never met a decent opponent. Of course, it was only after meeting Fang Lang that I felt that the martial arts of the people who came to challenge before had almost been brushed up to the level of rookies, and some even felt that they were wasting their strength when they made a move, which is another matter up.
The Taoist was not affected by Lu Xiaofeng's tone at all, and said expressionlessly: "Fengbi sycamore tree, this sycamore tree is the place where you will be buried." That's true, coupled with his more serious expression, it seems The strength looks pretty good.
Fang Lang twitched the corner of his mouth, naturally looking forward to it. He hoped that his opponent would not let him down. After all, he didn't want anyone except Ye Gucheng to take over his ten moves. It was really lonely.
The Taoist didn't continue to talk nonsense, and pulled out the sword from behind him like a flowing cloud and flowing water. "Good sword!" Fang Lang sighed, he hasn't seen such a good sword for a long time.
The light of the sword is like a pool of autumn water. The Taoist flicks the sword with his fingers, and the sword makes a dragon chant. Amidst the dragon chant, six Taoist priests with yellow crowns in the same costume as him suddenly appeared on all sides. Six people, six swords, all of which are also long swords with green fronts made of refined steel.
The yellow spikes on the hilt of the sword fluttered in the wind, and they suddenly shot at the same time. It was the Northern School of Taoism, the untold secret of the Quanzhen School, the Big Dipper Array. The Taoist with a face like a dead tree is obviously the hub for launching the sword array.
Every time he made a move, the sword skills of those six people must have changed, and the method of change was extremely mysterious, at least Fang Lang and Lu Xiaofeng had never seen it before, and the flames in their hearts quietly ignited!
The old Taoist's swordsmanship is very dexterous and exquisite, and every movement is flawless, at least it seems so. Now, even if he can't compare with Ye Gucheng's peerless swordsman, he is already a first-class master in the Jianghu, but his sword moves lightly and his intention is to sword first.
It can be seen that Fang Lang is already ready to move. The sword in his hand was humming, as if he could feel the blood of the master was boiling, and it had been a long time since the sword had seen the light of day again!
Naturally, Lu Xiaofeng would not stand by and watch, he is not very used to using weapons, his hands are his own
The best weapon, even sometimes, he would think that the weapon is actually his biggest burden. His kung fu of receiving the sword has reached such a level of proficiency! ..
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