Zongwu: My understanding is incredible and shocked Lu Zu

"Junior Brother, this thing is suitable for you~"

Yu Beixuan ripped off the protective robe from a piece of willow and casually threw it to the Hong Wash statue.

Wudang has always been peaceful, but tonight he was suddenly attacked by assassins, and he is still Beimang's gold medal killer.

If you don't get it right, similar incidents will happen in the future!

Before the bull rider awakened, he was the key protection object of Wudang.

At this moment, Hong Baptism, who had no heart and no lungs, was looking happily at the silver shining treasure robe in his hand.

It's like escaping from death before, it's just a game~

"Good, good, it's hard to die now!"

Wang Chonglou stepped forward and looked at it, and couldn't help but marvel.

"This~ this is the Lingsi soft armor, the most precious treasure of the rivers and lakes of Beimang!"

Yu Beixuan blinked: "What kind of stuff?" "

"Junior Brother doesn't know something, this is comparable to the red armor of the Yang Rune, water and fire are not invaded, and the sword is difficult to enter."

"And inside the soft armor, there is also the "Voldemort True Sutra" inscribed by the Daode Sect Qilin Real People, and the defense power is extremely amazing."

Listening to the explanation of Senior Brother Zhang, Yu Beixuan pouted and smiled.

Good fellow, no wonder he can block his majestic internal power of Huang Ting's divine light.

Together, one piece of willow is equivalent to five talismans to combine the red armor!

The bull rider really took shit luck, the disaster did not die, and he got a treasure robe....

Hong Wash, whose eyebrows fluttered, said like a haha: "Thank you Senior Brother for your generous gift!" "

"Eh, there is also a life-saving grace~"

"Save me, isn't it supposed to be?"

"Bah~"

Yu Beixuan gave him a blank look, and suddenly said, "Oh, Xiao Mingyue..."

Before the words fell, the little Taoist priest stepped out and disappeared into the Little Lotus Peak in an instant.

Those who rushed to the peak, in addition to Wang Chonglou, who knew the inside story, there were seven or eight second-generation Wudang disciples.

Seeing Yu Beixuan, who had once had a silver-like spear head, he was like a heavenly man in an instant, and he was all confused on the spot.

"This~what?!"

"One step and a thousand miles, the void step realm, is it the immortal art in that text, shrinking into inches?"

"Is he Little Sixth Junior Uncle?"

"Eh, didn't you see that punch just now, at least it was a King Kong Realm cultivation!"

"No, it seems to have reached the finger gen, even..."

“............"

Wang Chonglou flicked the dust and glared at the second-generation disciples who were chattering.

"Go and bury a willow corpse in the back mountain, and you will never reveal a word about tonight!"

"Especially your sixth senior uncle..."

"Obey the orders of the Sect!"

After explaining, Wang Chonglou glanced at the second junior brother who was older than himself.

"No problem, right?!"

Chen Xiu wiped the cold sweat on his sideburns with trepidation, and a cold light flashed in his bright eyes.

"It's so dangerous~ If Beixuan is a little late, junior brother, me and Xiao Qi, you can go down to see Grandpa Zu!"

A piece of Willow's swordsmanship is haunted, and the realm of the middle Xuan period is even higher than him.

And his mother wore silk soft armor...

This one, it's strange if you don't lose!

The hot-tempered old Dao glanced in the direction of the purple bamboo forest, and suddenly blushed with anger and had a thick neck.

Indignantly said: "The sword idiot is the closest, Wudang is in trouble, and he didn't say that he came to help?!" "

Wang Chonglou sighed and said, "Since I fought with Sword Qi Near Huang Qing, I retreated in the Purple Bamboo Forest. "

"You can't blame him for tonight~"

The fifth junior brother closed the barrier of life and death, and had already sealed his five senses.

Even if the Little Lotus Peak collapses, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake him up....

Chen Xiao didn't hesitate to take Wang Xiaochang, and turned his head to Hong Shu, who was fiddling with his treasure clothes, as if he was a reprimand.

"You, you, don't practice martial arts well on weekdays, what is the result?"

"If another killer breaks into the mountain, there will be luck tonight..."

Accustomed to the second senior brother's loud voice, Hong Wash put away the Spirit Silk soft armor like a child, and shrugged his head.

If you know your mistakes and don't correct them, you can do a great deal!

On the other side of Yuzhu Peak, Yu Beixuan bandaged Xiao Daotong's wound and fed Wudang's holy medicine, Taiyidan.

Senior Brother Song gave three pieces, but unfortunately, he couldn't use them!

The power of Huang Ting's divine illumination, no one can imagine the wheel.

After Ming Yue took Taiyi Dan, it only took a short time to make a tea, and his miserable little face turned bloody.

Then he fell to his knees with a pop and shouted.

"Uncle Junior is on top, please accept the bright moon!"

Yu Beixuan picked him up and touched Xiao Daotong's brain with satisfaction.

"You're good, you're good..."

How many seven-foot men in the world, the wind bones are like weeds, bent and bent.

But look at Xiao Mingyue, who is only less than eight years old, facing the Bei Mang gold medal killer, he is iron-boned and unyielding.

Even he, the master and uncle, had to give a thumbs up.

Wudang has a bright moon, the luck of the sect!

"Your master is?"

Yu Beixuan, who felt pity, smiled and asked.

Ming Yue's eyes were full of respect: "Back to Master Uncle, my master is the Chisongzi of Qingyun Peak. "

"Third Senior Brother Song Zhimei's apprentice?"

"Uh-huh~"

"Then you don't stay in Qingyun Peak and refine pills with him, why did you come to the Tibetan Scripture Building to become a miscellaneous disciple?"

Ming Yue hung her little head, and she stopped talking.

Yu Beixuan pulled him to sit on the stone steps of the Tibetan scripture building and smiled kindly.

"If you have anything to say, Uncle Master will support you~"

"Yes~ It's Ming Yue qualification is stupid, too stupid!"

Yu Beixuan paused and said slightly: "It's not that you are stupid, it's that you don't have money to honor Chisongzi, right?" "

The seventy-two peaks of Wudang, hundreds of Taoist priests, most of them are as generous and generous as the master brother, and their hearts are pure.

But it is inevitable that there will be a few rat poop, which will spoil the glass of the Taoist ancestral court.

It's like Qingyunfeng Chisongzi who has a snobbish eye.

Dan Dao's talent is not bad, but unfortunately, this character, really dare not compliment.

If the beginner disciples do not honor dozens of taels, they will want to get close to those few thousand furnaces in three or five years.

Mingyue, who was punctured, was still optimistic: "The master is very good, and it is not bad in the Tibetan scripture building, sweeping the floor, reading books, and you can also cultivate." "

Some people's hearts are like flowers and trees, born into the sun.

Xiao Daotong was born poor, and the cultivation path up the mountain was also snubbed by the master, as if there was nothing.

But there is no resentment in his heart, but optimism and open-mindedness.

Yu Beixuan touched his head and loved the child more and more.

"The wind starts at the end of Qingping, the waves form between the gentle waves, the bottom of the valley will also blossom, and the sunken bottom is still looking at the moon..."

"Instead of complaining about the darkness, carry a lantern and move forward!"

Mingyue listened to this, and puffed out his little hand and said happily: "Uncle Junior said it so well!" "

"Go back and talk to the palm teacher, follow me in the future~"

"This?"

Xiao Daotong hesitated for a moment, raised his chin and nodded heavily.

In the two years since he went up the mountain, Master Chisongzi has spoken to him without more than ten words.

It is rare that someone with a long heart can talk to him for so long, or Yu Beixuan, who has the same generation as the master.

But what can he teach me?

The uncle who cultivated as a master, Xiao Mingyue had heard about it earlier.

Except that the person looks like in the painting, it seems that he really has no skills.

When Fang Cai was seriously injured, Xiao Daotong couldn't even lift his eyelids, how could he have the opportunity to see Yu Beixuan's ability...

In Mingyue's opinion, following Uncle Beixuan became his last choice helplessly.

The next day, Yu Beixuan went to Yuxiao Palace early.

Wang Chonglou, who was sitting quietly in Tuna, was also wondering, didn't Xiaoliu drink dew at Lotus Peak every morning?

This morning, there must be something urgent.

As soon as I heard it, I just wanted to accept a tea boy.

"Bei Xuan, why did you think of taking apprentices?"

Nominally serving tea, in fact, it is a master-apprentice relationship.

It's just that Wudang has the rules of Wudang, how can you accept apprentices from generation to generation.

Yu Beixuan told his senior brother in detail about last night's incident, which caused Wang Chonglou to sigh for a while.

"Mingyue, this child, has such a heart, it's not simple~"

"It's a pity that his talent is limited, and it is already a great fortune to stop at the martial arts in the future!"

Yu Beixuan smiled: "How about making a bet with Senior Brother?" "

Wang Chonglou flicked the dust and said with interest: "How, you can still cultivate a land immortal?" "

"That might be..."

At this time, there were disciples outside the hall to report.

"Sect Master, the second county lord and the little prince of the Northern Liang Royal Mansion have reached the foot of the mountain..."

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