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Since we entered the purple bamboo dreamland in the middle of the night, the time has passed unconsciously for more than six days. There was only one night left to fight with the entrance of the five elements Dharma protection hall, the painting array, the carving symbol and the entrance of the seven halls.
These days, the first disciple of the spirit beast hall is fierce. Zifeng, the first elder martial brother of the puppet hall, and a group of people, including lianyao hall, danmen hall, hualeilei, Li qiangshui, and so on, have all come to the factotum hall to discuss the countermeasures with Wu trace.
However, let alone the fact that they didn't see no trace, they didn't even see no trace's body shape, such as the miscellaneous service hall, the wind horse and the cattle.
Fortunately, Tian Buluo, the leader of the service hall, personally came forward and confirmed that Wu Chen was practicing in the service hall. No one should disturb the practice of no trace, or it will be abandoned by him.
As a result, although they had doubts, they could not help believing that they had been ordered by the leader of the miscellaneous service hall. All of them came back, waiting patiently for the day when the outer gates were fighting.
The night before the day of fighting for hegemony, I was in a remote and desolate mountain forest behind the miscellaneous service hall. Strange green fog rose and shrouded in bursts, and between the green fog shrouded, there were pieces of purple bamboo forest swaying with the wind.
In the mirage of purple bamboo, the wind doesn't move and the water doesn't flow. It's like everything in the purple bamboo forest becomes static. There is only one old fisherman with a rickety body and an old face. At the moment, he is sitting on a smooth and transparent bluestone, looking at the narrow cave behind the opposite waterfall.
Boom, boom
Just when everything was calm in the Zizhu forest, there was a loud roar in the narrow cave behind the waterfall.
Then the golden awns scattered. The hole outside the cave, which was originally confined by the confinement, now collapses into nothingness under the golden light.
The golden light flew out of the sky and suddenly turned into the golden sword Qi. Moreover, every golden light sword Qi seems to contain endless Kendo power, as if someone dares to touch it. It will be swallowed by the golden light, completely strangled by the terrible power of kendo.
"Brush!" With the gathering and scattering of Dao Dao Jin Guang Jian Qi, a mysterious ancient word "Nine" appeared in the void.
The mysterious ancient Chinese characters were short and strange, and in an instant, they were again transformed into Taoist golden awns and dissipated in the void. And the rest of the golden light sword Qi is a brain of retreat and enter, ran to the entrance of the cave big open inside the cave gallop away.
"Eh, the nine or nine character sword formula has become, has become, has really become!" The rickety old man, who had been sitting on the bluestone with his knees crossed, suddenly stood up. The old man didn't care that his feet were soaked by the river. He was so excited and trembled on the spot.
"Boom!" Another dull sound came out of the cave. Then, the cave behind the waterfall suddenly shook violently, and the whole steep cliff collapsed.
"Whoosh!" A shadow flashed out of the collapsed cliff. And with the figure gradually approaching, the shape of the body is gradually visible.
"Keke, I'm kidding. Don't you just go out and celebrate with artillery?" The remnant shadow stands firm in the pool below. It is no doubt that such a poor man is no trace himself. There are several golden awns with the character of "Nine" on Wuchen's whole body, and each golden little "Nine" has the meaning of endless terror.
"Ha ha, traceless boy, there are no enemies here. Don't stop your momentum!" Demon zunhuoxiao doesn't know when he has returned to Wuchen's body, and the rough voice resounds in Wuchen's mind again.
"Cough, old demon, is this jiuxiao dragon formula really ancient sword skill?" No trace look around, the first eye will find the rickets, the old man full of tears looking at himself. Full of suspicion, Wu Chen trembles all over and quickly puts away the sword meaning released from his body.
Daodao gold small Kendo characters with the ancient word "Nine" were all collected in the body at the same time. However, there is no Xuanli wave around Wuchen, and the whole person feels like an ordinary person who has not practiced any skills.
But at this time, the whole person's temperament has always given people a kind of elegance and dignity. Let people close, but do not know where to start.
"Jiuxiao dragon formula is the first sword way in ancient times!" Demon zunhuoxiao voice seems to try to cover up, but no trace still heard a trace of strange. Yao zunhuoxiao obviously knows the nine Xiao dragon formula, but somehow he tries to hide his inner waves. Just not salty, pretending to be calm, in front of no trace to deal with the way back. However the demon zunhuoxiao doesn't say, no trace nature also won't much mouth to ask. After such a long time together, this has become an unwritten tacit understanding between them."Ha ha, boy, you didn't disappoint me. You got and successfully practiced the nine Xiao dragon formula..."
One side, staring at the old man who had been watching for a long time, something happened. I saw the old fisherman wipe the tears on his face and pull up his arms to look up and down again.
"Keke, thank you for giving me the supreme Kendo method. Liu Wuhen, the younger generation, has nothing to repay in his life..." Wuhen looks at the old man with a straight face and bows his fist to respect him.
"Ha ha, it's your chance. I didn't do it deliberately. All this is God's will, and you don't need to feel that you owe anyone. Now that you've got his inheritance, I just hope you don't go astray in the future and disgrace the reputation of this Kendo method... "The old man smiles and waves his hand to Wu trace. Then, the old fisherman looked around the collapsed cliff and gravel in the distance, and his eyes were not willing to give up.
"Elder, younger generation just didn't control the strength well, you see this..." no trace looked at the mess all around, and suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Ha ha, the inheritance has been achieved. After tonight, this purple bamboo forest will no longer exist! You don't have to care, this place will be drowned in the world with time With a faint smile, the old man patted his traceless shoulder and comforted him.
"Master, do you mean that the magic array will disappear completely?" No trace in the eyes of an urgent, to some of the old man asked softly.
"Ha ha, there is no banquet that will never end. The disillusionment of the magic array, you and I will also end up here. But the good thing is that you get the master's inheritance, and I live up to that person's expectation! " There was a smile on the old man's face, as if he recalled something extremely happy. The whole person smiles like an innocent child, which makes people feel sad and heartache at a glance.
"Cough, I dare to ask if you can give me a name. And the master and the man, who are they? " No trace to listen to the clouds, had to scratch the head of the old man asked curiously.
"Ha ha, my name is XingKong, and my master's name is zhugezhen! As for him, maybe you will know when it comes to fate! " The old man looked up at the sky with a long smile and a meaningful reply. Then, the ground in the purple bamboo forest suddenly trembled, and the strange mist emerged out of thin air. The whole person of no trace was wrapped in it. In a moment, no trace felt a whirl of heaven.
When Wuhen opens his eyes again, a cold wind blows through Wuhen, and the whole person has reappeared in the barren forest in the back mountain... < br > after the cold wind blows, Wuhen's eyes will be opened again
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Since we entered the purple bamboo dreamland in the middle of the night, the time has passed unconsciously for more than six days. There was only one night left to fight with the entrance of the five elements Dharma protection hall, the painting array, the carving symbol and the entrance of the seven halls.
These days, the first disciple of the spirit beast hall is fierce. Zifeng, the first elder martial brother of the puppet hall, and a group of people, including lianyao hall, danmen hall, hualeilei, Li qiangshui, and so on, have all come to the factotum hall to discuss the countermeasures with Wu trace.
However, let alone the fact that they didn't see no trace, they didn't even see no trace's body shape, such as the miscellaneous service hall, the wind horse and the cattle.
Fortunately, Tian Buluo, the leader of the service hall, personally came forward and confirmed that Wu Chen was practicing in the service hall. No one should disturb the practice of no trace, or it will be abandoned by him.
As a result, although they had doubts, they could not help believing that they had been ordered by the leader of the miscellaneous service hall. All of them came back, waiting patiently for the day when the outer gates were fighting.
The night before the day of fighting for hegemony, I was in a remote and desolate mountain forest behind the miscellaneous service hall. Strange green fog rose and shrouded in bursts, and between the green fog shrouded, there were pieces of purple bamboo forest swaying with the wind.
In the mirage of purple bamboo, the wind doesn't move and the water doesn't flow. It's like everything in the purple bamboo forest becomes static. There is only one old fisherman with a rickety body and an old face. At the moment, he is sitting on a smooth and transparent bluestone, looking at the narrow cave behind the opposite waterfall.
Boom, boom
Just when everything was calm in the Zizhu forest, there was a loud roar in the narrow cave behind the waterfall.
Then the golden awns scattered. The hole outside the cave, which was originally confined by the confinement, now collapses into nothingness under the golden light.
The golden light flew out of the sky and suddenly turned into the golden sword Qi. Moreover, every golden light sword Qi seems to contain endless Kendo power, as if someone dares to touch it. It will be swallowed by the golden light, completely strangled by the terrible power of kendo.
"Brush!" With the gathering and scattering of Dao Dao Jin Guang Jian Qi, a mysterious ancient word "Nine" appeared in the void.
The mysterious ancient Chinese characters were short and strange, and in an instant, they were again transformed into Taoist golden awns and dissipated in the void. And the rest of the golden light sword Qi is a brain of retreat and enter, ran to the entrance of the cave big open inside the cave gallop away.
"Eh, the nine or nine character sword formula has become, has become, has really become!" The rickety old man, who had been sitting on the bluestone with his knees crossed, suddenly stood up. The old man didn't care that his feet were soaked by the river. He was so excited and trembled on the spot.
"Boom!" Another dull sound came out of the cave. Then, the cave behind the waterfall suddenly shook violently, and the whole steep cliff collapsed.
"Whoosh!" A shadow flashed out of the collapsed cliff. And with the figure gradually approaching, the shape of the body is gradually visible.
"Keke, I'm kidding. Don't you just go out and celebrate with artillery?" The remnant shadow stands firm in the pool below. It is no doubt that such a poor man is no trace himself. There are several golden awns with the character of "Nine" on Wuchen's whole body, and each golden little "Nine" has the meaning of endless terror.
"Ha ha, traceless boy, there are no enemies here. Don't stop your momentum!" Demon zunhuoxiao doesn't know when he has returned to Wuchen's body, and the rough voice resounds in Wuchen's mind again.
"Cough, old demon, is this jiuxiao dragon formula really ancient sword skill?" No trace look around, the first eye will find the rickets, the old man full of tears looking at himself. Full of suspicion, Wu Chen trembles all over and quickly puts away the sword meaning released from his body.
Daodao gold small Kendo characters with the ancient word "Nine" were all collected in the body at the same time. However, there is no Xuanli wave around Wuchen, and the whole person feels like an ordinary person who has not practiced any skills.
But at this time, the whole person's temperament has always given people a kind of elegance and dignity. Let people close, but do not know where to start.
"Jiuxiao dragon formula is the first sword way in ancient times!" Demon zunhuoxiao voice seems to try to cover up, but no trace still heard a trace of strange. Yao zunhuoxiao obviously knows the nine Xiao dragon formula, but somehow he tries to hide his inner waves. Just not salty, pretending to be calm, in front of no trace to deal with the way back. However the demon zunhuoxiao doesn't say, no trace nature also won't much mouth to ask. After such a long time together, this has become an unwritten tacit understanding between them."Ha ha, boy, you didn't disappoint me. You got and successfully practiced the nine Xiao dragon formula..."
One side, staring at the old man who had been watching for a long time, something happened. I saw the old fisherman wipe the tears on his face and pull up his arms to look up and down again.
"Keke, thank you for giving me the supreme Kendo method. Liu Wuhen, the younger generation, has nothing to repay in his life..." Wuhen looks at the old man with a straight face and bows his fist to respect him.
"Ha ha, it's your chance. I didn't do it deliberately. All this is God's will, and you don't need to feel that you owe anyone. Now that you've got his inheritance, I just hope you don't go astray in the future and disgrace the reputation of this Kendo method... "The old man smiles and waves his hand to Wu trace. Then, the old fisherman looked around the collapsed cliff and gravel in the distance, and his eyes were not willing to give up.
"Elder, younger generation just didn't control the strength well, you see this..." no trace looked at the mess all around, and suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Ha ha, the inheritance has been achieved. After tonight, this purple bamboo forest will no longer exist! You don't have to care, this place will be drowned in the world with time With a faint smile, the old man patted his traceless shoulder and comforted him.
"Master, do you mean that the magic array will disappear completely?" No trace in the eyes of an urgent, to some of the old man asked softly.
"Ha ha, there is no banquet that will never end. The disillusionment of the magic array, you and I will also end up here. But the good thing is that you get the master's inheritance, and I live up to that person's expectation! " There was a smile on the old man's face, as if he recalled something extremely happy. The whole person smiles like an innocent child, which makes people feel sad and heartache at a glance.
"Cough, I dare to ask if you can give me a name. And the master and the man, who are they? " No trace to listen to the clouds, had to scratch the head of the old man asked curiously.
"Ha ha, my name is XingKong, and my master's name is zhugezhen! As for him, maybe you will know when it comes to fate! " The old man looked up at the sky with a long smile and a meaningful reply. Then, the ground in the purple bamboo forest suddenly trembled, and the strange mist emerged out of thin air. The whole person of no trace was wrapped in it. In a moment, no trace felt a whirl of heaven.
When Wuhen opens his eyes again, a cold wind blows through Wuhen, and the whole person has reappeared in the barren forest in the back mountain... < br > after the cold wind blows, Wuhen's eyes will be opened again
Since we entered the purple bamboo dreamland in the middle of the night, the time has passed unconsciously for more than six days. There was only one night left to fight with the entrance of the five elements Dharma protection hall, the painting array, the carving symbol and the entrance of the seven halls. These days, the first disciple of the spirit beast hall is fierce. Zifeng, the first elder martial brother of the puppet hall, and a group of people, including lianyao hall, danmen hall, hualeilei, Li qiangshui, and so on, have all come to the factotum hall to discuss the countermeasures with Wu trace. However, let alone the fact that they didn't see no trace, they didn't even see no trace's body shape, such as the miscellaneous service hall, the wind horse and the cattle. Fortunately, Tian Buluo, the leader of the service hall, personally came forward and confirmed that Wu Chen was practicing in the service hall. No one should disturb the practice of no trace, or it will be abandoned by him. As a result, although they had doubts, they could not help believing that they had been ordered by the leader of the miscellaneous service hall. All of them came back, waiting patiently for the day when the outer gates were fighting. The night before the day of fighting for hegemony, I was in a remote and desolate mountain forest behind the miscellaneous service hall. Strange green fog rose and shrouded in bursts, and between the green fog shrouded, there were pieces of purple bamboo forest swaying with the wind. In the mirage of purple bamboo, the wind doesn't move and the water doesn't flow. It's like everything in the purple bamboo forest becomes static. There is only one old fisherman with a rickety body and an old face. At the moment, he is sitting on a smooth and transparent bluestone, looking at the narrow cave behind the opposite waterfall. Boom, boom Just when everything was calm in the Zizhu forest, there was a loud roar in the narrow cave behind the waterfall. Then the golden awns scattered. The hole outside the cave, which was originally confined by the confinement, now collapses into nothingness under the golden light. The golden light flew out of the sky and suddenly turned into the golden sword Qi. Moreover, every golden light sword Qi seems to contain endless Kendo power, as if someone dares to touch it. It will be swallowed by the golden light, completely strangled by the terrible power of kendo. "Brush!" With the gathering and scattering of Dao Dao Jin Guang Jian Qi, a mysterious ancient word "Nine" appeared in the void. The mysterious ancient Chinese characters were short and strange, and in an instant, they were again transformed into Taoist golden awns and dissipated in the void. And the rest of the golden light sword Qi is a brain of retreat and enter, ran to the entrance of the cave big open inside the cave gallop away. "Eh, the nine or nine character sword formula has become, has become, has really become!" The rickety old man, who had been sitting on the bluestone with his knees crossed, suddenly stood up. The old man didn't care that his feet were soaked by the river. He was so excited and trembled on the spot. "Boom!" Another dull sound came out of the cave. Then, the cave behind the waterfall suddenly shook violently, and the whole steep cliff collapsed. "Whoosh!" A shadow flashed out of the collapsed cliff. And with the figure gradually approaching, the shape of the body is gradually visible. "Keke, I'm kidding. Don't you just go out and celebrate with artillery?" The remnant shadow stands firm in the pool below. It is no doubt that such a poor man is no trace himself. There are several golden awns with the character of "Nine" on Wuchen's whole body, and each golden little "Nine" has the meaning of endless terror. "Ha ha, traceless boy, there are no enemies here. Don't stop your momentum!" Demon zunhuoxiao doesn't know when he has returned to Wuchen's body, and the rough voice resounds in Wuchen's mind again. "Cough, old demon, is this jiuxiao dragon formula really ancient sword skill?" No trace look around, the first eye will find the rickets, the old man full of tears looking at himself. Full of suspicion, Wu Chen trembles all over and quickly puts away the sword meaning released from his body. Daodao gold small Kendo characters with the ancient word "Nine" were all collected in the body at the same time. However, there is no Xuanli wave around Wuchen, and the whole person feels like an ordinary person who has not practiced any skills. But at this time, the whole person's temperament has always given people a kind of elegance and dignity. Let people close, but do not know where to start. "Jiuxiao dragon formula is the first sword way in ancient times!" Demon zunhuoxiao voice seems to try to cover up, but no trace still heard a trace of strange. Yao zunhuoxiao obviously knows the nine Xiao dragon formula, but somehow he tries to hide his inner waves. Just not salty, pretending to be calm, in front of no trace to deal with the way back. However the demon zunhuoxiao doesn't say, no trace nature also won't much mouth to ask. After such a long time together, this has become an unwritten tacit understanding between them."Ha ha, boy, you didn't disappoint me. You got and successfully practiced the nine Xiao dragon formula..." One side, staring at the old man who had been watching for a long time, something happened. I saw the old fisherman wipe the tears on his face and pull up his arms to look up and down again. "Keke, thank you for giving me the supreme Kendo method. Liu Wuhen, the younger generation, has nothing to repay in his life..." Wuhen looks at the old man with a straight face and bows his fist to respect him. "Ha ha, it's your chance. I didn't do it deliberately. All this is God's will, and you don't need to feel that you owe anyone. Now that you've got his inheritance, I just hope you don't go astray in the future and disgrace the reputation of this Kendo method... "The old man smiles and waves his hand to Wu trace. Then, the old fisherman looked around the collapsed cliff and gravel in the distance, and his eyes were not willing to give up. "Elder, younger generation just didn't control the strength well, you see this..." no trace looked at the mess all around, and suddenly felt embarrassed. "Ha ha, the inheritance has been achieved. After tonight, this purple bamboo forest will no longer exist! You don't have to care, this place will be drowned in the world with time With a faint smile, the old man patted his traceless shoulder and comforted him. "Master, do you mean that the magic array will disappear completely?" No trace in the eyes of an urgent, to some of the old man asked softly. "Ha ha, there is no banquet that will never end. The disillusionment of the magic array, you and I will also end up here. But the good thing is that you get the master's inheritance, and I live up to that person's expectation! " There was a smile on the old man's face, as if he recalled something extremely happy. The whole person smiles like an innocent child, which makes people feel sad and heartache at a glance. "Cough, I dare to ask if you can give me a name. And the master and the man, who are they? " No trace to listen to the clouds, had to scratch the head of the old man asked curiously. "Ha ha, my name is XingKong, and my master's name is zhugezhen! As for him, maybe you will know when it comes to fate! " The old man looked up at the sky with a long smile and a meaningful reply. Then, the ground in the purple bamboo forest suddenly trembled, and the strange mist emerged out of thin air. The whole person of no trace was wrapped in it. In a moment, no trace felt a whirl of heaven. When Wuhen opens his eyes again, a cold wind blows through Wuhen, and the whole person has reappeared in the barren forest in the back mountain... br after the cold wind blows, Wuhen's eyes will be opened again
