Traveling through the heavens starting from the golden years

1. To tease

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"It's good to know!" Cui Wentian shouted angrily, channeling his inner strength to the tea-splitting knife.

The short tea-sharing knife suddenly lengthened and stabbed Qin Fang.

Wei Jiulong over there was worried that he would not get the credit, so he quickly rubbed the teapot with both hands. Nine dragon-shaped auras quickly rushed towards Qin Fang.

Still standing still, the corners of Qin Fang's robe were flying.

Bai Jin then cast [Bending Bow and Drinking Feather], shooting countless cold rays of light towards the nine dragons.

Si Teng stretched out his arms, and dark green vines quickly stabbed Cui Wentian.

Although their skills were limited, they were blessed by the secret skills of Qin Fang beside them.

The nine dragons guarding Jiulong were immediately injured by Bai Jin's [Bending Bow and Drinking Feather] skill.

In the night, the miserable roar of the dragon kept echoing.

While Wei Jiulong was still surprised, he saw countless cold lights piercing into his body.

Without another word, he fell to the ground on his back and could no longer move. The teapot fell to the ground, spinning in circles.

Wei Jiulong fell immediately, and the cold light of the tea-splitting knife in Cui Wentian's hand was also wrapped in the vines cast by Si Teng.

Without the tea-splitting knife's magic power, Cui Wentian watched helplessly as countless vines rushed into his body.

With a groan, he knelt on the ground and lay still.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Priest Zhu Yu of Qiyun Mountain couldn't help but be horrified.

Based on his experience, he has indeed encountered the Yu Clan with strong magic power. But after all, human beings are always one step ahead. No matter how powerful the Rong clan is, they will never be able to defeat Master Xuan's magic power and spells.

But what he saw in front of him was that in the blink of an eye, two masters of Xuan Master were knocked to the ground!

Don't blame Zhu Yu for being shocked, even Bai Jin and Si Teng were extremely surprised at this time.

Their skills are very strong, but it should be impossible to say that they can restrain Master Xuan's magic power and counterattack to win with one blow.

No need to spend too much time guessing, there are only a few brain cells left. They both turned to look at Qin Fang at the same time, knowing that it was the skill of this man who was already a myth.

Qin Fang's Kung Fu has reached an advanced level at this time. How can Zhu Yu, Wei Jiulong, Cui Wentian and others be able to see what's going on? !

Zhu Yu did not dare to hesitate and immediately danced his magical weapon - the Bu Gang Blanket out of thin air.

The blanket spun in the night sky, rapidly growing from small to large.

It can not only block and absorb the strong energy sent by the opponent, but also can quickly suffocate all creatures wrapped in it with its airtight posture.

Si Teng and Platinum first took a few steps back, and then they would use their skills to counterattack.

Waving his hands, Qin Fang smiled indifferently.

His figure remained motionless, but several magic weapons appeared around him, as well as the attacking aura they emitted.

Bronze sword, Bagua mirror, small folding fan, two iron hammers, horsetail whisk, fairy whip, seven-star stone plate lamp, pestle and mortar for pounding medicine, scale, money sword, treasure gourd, talisman, copper umbrella, lightning strike wooden seal... .

Even the Jiulong teapot of Wei Jiulong, who had just been knocked down, and the tea-splitting knife of Yuanzhou Cui Wentian, participated in the siege of Qiyunshan Zhu Yu and his Bugang blanket.

There was a loud sound of wind in the forest, and the cold light of white, golden and other auras flashed continuously.

"Master, I'll give him a blow and finish him off!" Bai Jin said viciously.

"Let's take a closer look." Qin Fang said with a smile.

At this time, Zhu Yu was really in a hurry.

With his own skills and the mobilized Bu Gang Mat, he could barely resist the various magical weapons and their Gang Qi flying in the sky.

Tired and sweating profusely, Zhu Yu could still burst out encouraging sounds such as "Hoo, ha, hey, drink" at first, but soon after, he could no longer make such deep sounds.

His hands were dancing wildly in the air, and his feet were stepping on the Eight Trigram Steps. At first, he made many actions self-righteously, and then he was forced to resist awkwardly.

Finally, he understood Qin Fang's intention: He wanted to tire this old guy like me to death!

He understood, but he didn't dare to relax. Because he couldn't bear any of those magic weapons that were dancing out of thin air - they were already at the orange level!

At such a level, for the Yu clan, it can be said that they are on the verge of death. Even Zhu Yu, who possesses profound magical power, is determined not to try.

Just like a game, Zhu Yu didn't dare to stop spinning around no matter how tired he was. Because he knew that not to mention stopping, even if he slowed down a little, he would be hit by an unknown magic weapon immediately.

He was indeed getting older. While resisting, Zhu Yu secretly resented: The Yu clan is really hateful! There is no kindness in caring about the elderly! Not to mention, if he fell to the ground, they would definitely not reach out to help him.

"Taoist Zhu, are these magical weapons familiar to you?" Qin Fang asked.

Zhu Yu took the time to "hum": "Humph! You must have stolen it from my fellow Taoists!"

"Well, you still have good eyesight. It's just that the origin you mentioned is wrong." Qin Fang finished praising him and then told him the truth, "I got these one by one from the hands of those hateful Taoist friends of yours." Here, I collected them by defeating them!"

It was better that he didn't say this. After saying this, Zhu Yu felt that his physical strength was exhausted even faster.

This is because his psychology is on the verge of collapse.

"Haha, Taoist Zhu still has some basic skills, maybe a child's skill?" Qin Fang sighed and said, "Otherwise, you will never be able to resist for such a long time."

Bai Jin and Si Teng listened nearby and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Yu didn't even have a chance to wipe his sweat now. He just stared at his eyes that were about to become dull and gestured with the magic weapons in the air with his hands.

"Actually, I still take good care of you." Qin Fang seemed to have guessed his thoughts, "If a young and strong man attacked with so many magic weapons at the same time, I would have made him lie down long ago."

After hearing his words, Zhu Yu couldn't resist anymore - he completely collapsed physically and mentally.

Are you kidding me? !

The old face was already dripping with sweat and was already flushed. At this time, Zhu Yu's face was as red as a red light and his whole body felt weak.

The coordination between his arms and legs was slightly poor, and his body tilted, and he was immediately hit by several magic weapons in succession.

baffling. Even his Bugang blanket attacked him!

Zhu Yu, who was wrapped in a Bugang blanket and had just done a lot of exercise, felt extremely hot, suffocated and depressed.

He felt very depressed both mentally and physically, and couldn't help shouting: "Help, help!"

"Continue to recite the incantation!" Qin Fang's voice faintly spread into the Bugang blanket.

Zhu Yu got the hint and quickly recited the spell. Unexpectedly, the Bugang blanket had the opposite effect at this time.

It's okay if he doesn't recite it, but the more intense he recites the mantra, the stronger his sense of suffocation will be.

He didn't dare to read it anymore, and he couldn't read it anymore. The feeling of not having a breath to breathe made him suffocate and faint.

I don't know how long it took before Zhu Yu slowly woke up and returned to reality.

The night is dark and the moonlight is like water.

He looked around blankly, wondering why he was lying here.

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1. Grand gathering of Master Xuan

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Next to Zhu Yu were Wei Jiulong and Cui Wentian, who were squirming like insects like him.

Several people looked at each other and bowed their hands.

Obviously, they accepted by default that both themselves and the other party were in a semi-paralyzed state.

As for why they came here, they only have memories of traveling together. As for Xuanshi, Xuanmen, or the Wudang Mountain Conference, I have no memory at all.

Several people crawled together and cuddled next to the bonfire they thought they had raised, enduring the hunger and cold until dawn.

There are always bursts of pain in the body, and they all feel like this after walking on mountain roads or at night.

"Going back." After Zhu Yu finished speaking, several people handed over again.

They all accepted the reality, and when they saw the maple-leaf-shaped faint mark on their wrists, they all thought it was something they were born with.

After the three of them were polite, they encouraged and comforted each other and crawled south.

Their skills and memories were all lost, which was of course caused by Qin Fang. These three people, like the Xuan Masters that Qin Fang punished before, will spend their lives without caring about worldly affairs.

They, their descendants, and even their disciples and grandchildren will all take Maple Leaf to kill them, and they will never be able to have any ill will towards the Yu clan again.

Qin Fang dealt with Zhu Yu and others, and then continued northward with Si Teng and Bai Jin.

Arriving at the Han River Basin, the three of them admired the beautiful scenery of luxuriant water plants, chirping birds and fragrant flowers.

There are many green mountains and green ridges nearby. Wudang Mountain is located to the south of the Han River Basin, and the scenery is beautiful and wonderful.

For these days, all kinds of people were walking on the road to Wudang Mountain.

Among these people, there are both Taoist priests with immortal demeanor and mysterious Sanshi with strange appearance.

They suddenly gathered in Wudang Mountain with only one purpose, and that was to participate in the Xingmen Conference that only happens once every ten years.

On the ninth day of September, the Taoist temple in Wudang Mountain was decorated with extraordinary momentum.

From the archway after entering the mountain gate to the corridor leading to the main hall of the Wudang Mountain Hanging Gate Taoist Temple, everything has been cleaned and kept spotless.

The Xuanmen disciples lined up on both sides, like an emperor's bodyguard team, to greet the Xuanshi masters from various sects who came to attend the grand meeting.

There were more people at this year’s conference than in previous years, which should be a happy thing for Taoist priest Li Zhengyuan.

But sitting in the middle, his face looked solemn.

There are so many people coming to Xuanmen, and the Xuan masters in the Xuanmen organization are very pleased. But when they saw Li Zhengyuan's gloomy face, they knew that he was in the same mood as everyone else, with hesitation, fear, and anger.

Many people came, but many prestigious Xuan masters lost contact one after another, or they just inexplicably no longer had any contact with Xuanmen.

First, Zhao Sihai, He Yuhu, Bai Fengming and others, then Liu Jinding, Pan Qinian, and even Lu Youcai and Zhu Yu and others who came to Wudang Mountain two days ago were all hit hard one after another, and lost their magic weapons and weapons. Memory has even become a useless person.

Some masters have tried to restore memory for these people. But after these people accepted Master Xuan's power, they immediately became extremely miserable and even called the police.

Master Xuan had no choice but to give up treating them and did not dare to contact them again.

This kind of thing makes Li Zhengyuan, the leader of Xuanmen, very suspicious.

Obviously, these Xuan masters became like this when they were attacked by experts.

Who did it?

Master Xuan’s biggest enemy is the Yuan clan!

Can the Yuan clan have such ability, and can they also carry out such attacks on Master Xuan everywhere?

Li Zhengyuan expressed disbelief.

Because since he became sensible, only Master Xuan has continuously refined the Xuanmen magic through hard work, and then went on a large-scale search and extermination of the Xuan clan.

He had never heard that the Yu Clan could produce such great destructive power.

Perplexed, Li Zhengyuan could not continue to pursue the matter at this time.

Because the procedures for the conference have been set long ago: first everyone will gather together, and then they will be divided into enfeoffments and accept the promotion of Xuanshi.

Finally, many Xuan masters came to participate in meetings at different levels according to their grades to make short, medium and long-term plans for the future of Xuanmen.

The first step of the gathering is for all the Xuan Masters who are here, don’t be sorry for walking a long way, and after complimenting others a little, you should speak harshly and even exaggeratedly about your achievements in killing the Rong people. Tone, summarize and promote, in order to get jealous compliments from other Xuan Masters.

The Xuan Masters each spoke eloquently and very carefully. Because after a few days of such presentations, their words and deeds will be recorded by the recorders, and then the second stage of the conference will begin.

This is the reason why the participants are willing to delay their own affairs and come all the way from all over the country.

Each sect can be promoted through competition based on the number of people killed.

Famous individual scholars, if they wish, can be absorbed into the major sects and gain the reputation of being a scholar, a scholar, or a scholar.

Of course, there are also people who really want to continue living a casual life, such as those casual people in the "Nine Streets".

In any case, the second part of the Hanging Door Conference is particularly exciting and attractive.

Even Xuan Masters who really want to become Sanshi are happy to participate, because depending on the number and level of the Rong clan killed, they can get the internal power or the blessing of spells from great Xuan Masters such as Wudang leader Li Zhengyuan!

The man of the hour in this conference should be Xuan Shi Qiu Shan, who worked hard to rise up his sect and fought fiercely with the Yu clan.

After this man experienced the painful pain of his sect being wiped out by a powerful Yu clan, he angrily embarked on the path of finding and killing the Ro clan.

For more than ten years, he wore the stars and the moon, slept in the open air, braved the cold and heat, and was tenacious. He has been at the forefront of the suppression of the Yu clan and has been on the road to suppress the Yu clan.

Gained a lot.

In more than ten years, he has been praised and admired by all the Xuan masters for his terrifying, proud and astonishing achievements of killing ninety-nine Yuan clansmen, which is unmatched by the participating Xuan masters.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall, his long gown was blown around by the mountain wind.

With this kind of God-given momentum, Qiu Shan said calmly: "It's a pity that one of the Yu clan escaped by chance, and I had to come to attend the meeting again, so I couldn't achieve consummation."

Li Zhengyuan, who was wearing a neat Taoist crown, stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at him: "We can all see the skill of fellow Taoist Qiu Shan!"

Qiu Shan's mentality at this time included grief and indignation over the destruction of the Xingyun Pavilion master's sect, shame over the fact that his disciple Si Teng was kidnapped by Qin Fang and his magical weapon, the bronze umbrella, disappeared at the same time, and his fear of joining the Wudang Sect. To revive the dream of Xingyun Pavilion.

After adjusting his robe, he bowed and clasped his fists in salute to Li Zhengyuan: "In Xiaqiu Mountain, because I admire the leader of the Xuanmen, Taoist Priest Li Zhengyuan, and because I long to join the Wudang Sect, I can express and display my determination and ability to suppress the Yu clan. Therefore, I sincerely request you. Taoist Priest Li Zhengyuan Enyun, agrees to join the Wudang Sect!"