"Next generation The inheritor


    As soon as the words came out, the four of Longjin were stunned.


    Ning Tao, in particular, was totally muddled and silly. When did he have this identity.


    Xiaoyao fairy frowned and hesitated: "this is not enough to shake the immortal. Take out enough evidence to let me believe you first."


    "Evidence!"


    Elder Hong and the five or six people behind him looked at each other, thought and frowned.


    To be honest.


    He was moved by the sight of Tai Chi.


    With his strength and vision, we can naturally see different things, which is absolutely the most authentic inheritance, although it is mixed with other things.


    But the essence is absolutely authentic Taiji.


    But if you say that, it will not be enough to convince them, let alone Xiaoyao adults, but you have to show enough evidence, they either.


    It''s embarrassing.


    The four eyes all look at each other, staring at Hong Chang and others, laughing and sweating.


    Long Jin is thoughtful. He is familiar with the common things in the two realms. If Taiji Bagua sect can produce some evidence, he is sure to believe it.


    For example, his Xiaoyao sword Qi can be identified as its descendant only by looking at Xiaoyao gate.


    Ning Tao ponders.


    In his heart, he was also dubious. Suddenly, an old man came to him and told him that he was the inheritor. His heart was always a bit abrupt. Although Taiji made him care about it, it had a wide range and could not be credulous.


    "Hum!"


    "Speechless? If you feel guilty, you''re still dumb. Do you want Ben Xian to force you


    "Come on, what are you going to do to Ning Tao? What''s the purpose? Are you interested in his talent, or do you want to use him for something? "


    Xiaoyaoxian holds the ancient sword coldly.


    Suddenly, the sword was as strong as the sea.


    Countless drifting air forms dense sword Qi, which is extremely sharp and can cut space and sky.


    This method has achieved the goal of turning everything into a sword.


    A grass can be a sword, a grain of dust can be a sword, a drop of water can be a sword, even a wisp of Qi can be a sword. As long as you have the heart of a sword, everything can be a sword.


    So.


    The ancient sword in his hand actually has only scabbard. Once he draws the sword, it is his full strength.


    Mr. Hong Chang and other six people felt numb on their scalp and cold all over. They felt that they had been stabbed by countless sharp swords. If they moved, they would be dismembered, especially when they felt the cold between their necks. It seemed that there was an invisible blade friction.


    "Goo Gollum...! "


    "Lord Xiaoyao, wait Wait, evidence, evidence. By the way, is your master Zhang? "


    What does elder Hong seem to think of? He exclaimed.


    "Zhang


    Several people all look at Ning Tao, but long Jin shakes his head in silence. His master is Wu Chenzi, which is well known in China.


    Ning Tao said with a bitter smile: "I''m afraid I''ll let you down, my master It''s not Zhang


    "This How is that possible? " Elder Hong''s face was pale, but he couldn''t spit out his anxiety.


    The old sword man flicked the old sword and said coldly, "there are all kinds of human and material evidences. What else do you want to say? I didn''t expect that your honest Taiji Bagua sect would play such a trick."


    "One man breaks one arm to show punishment."


    "Wait Wait a minute. We are wronged. Listen to our explanation. This This is a misunderstanding... " Elder Hong was so scared that he was sweating and stuttered.


    But just as the old sword man pretended to start, Ning Tao suddenly said strangely, "although my master''s surname is not Zhang, my ancestor of Wudang sect''s surname is Zhang."


    As soon as the words came out, long Jin was stunned.


    I thought of a character in my mind. Did he say Wudang Zhang Sanfeng?


    As for the ancestor of Wudang, because of his long history, many people have forgotten his real name. Whether his surname is Zhang or not, even long Jin doesn''t know. I''m afraid only Mo Lao and Zhou Lao are impressed.


    When elder Hong heard this, his eyes lit up and he was excited. He rushed to Ning Tao''s side regardless of the threat of sword Qi and said with trembling: "he Is he nicknamed Master Zhang? He is very tall... "


    "Er


    When Ning Tao saw that he was covered with blood, he was moved.


    It''s obvious that he put it in the first place to be able to consult only one problem regardless of the danger of his life. When he thought of these, his vigilance was much less.


    What''s more, master xiaoyaoxian is nearby.


    He immediately said with a bitter smile, "master, what you said is all about monkey years and horses. I don''t know about Master Zhang, but the founder of my school is Zhang, Sanfeng. He understands Taiji and is a strange man."


    "Monkey year, horse month..."


    As soon as he patted his head, Hong Chang laughed bitterly. He forgot about the "insect ancestor".


    The heaven and earth in the world of ten thousand souls is nearly dry. There should be very few practitioners. Master Zhang must have fallen long ago. As for the surname Zhang Sanfeng, the three words moved him. It''s definitely Master Zhang''s pulse.He immediately gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I''d rather you don''t panic. I''ll show you the secret and try it."


    With that, he punched his chest.


    A mouthful of blood essence was forced to the throat by him, and his whole body turned into a picture of yin and Yang, one black and one white, containing four images, eight trigrams and nine palaces. Under the action of this essence, it was born to the extreme.


    At a glance, it looks like substance.


    "Dangdang...!"


    Such as Taoist long bell, the sound deafening.


    Ning Tao was stunned. There was only this sound left in his mind. It seemed that there was a bud in his body, struggling to break through the ground.


    He didn''t stop it, just let it explode.


    "Boom...!"


    A violent roar came out. In a moment, a more vast and shocking picture of yin and Yang was unfolded. Heaven and earth were Yin and Yang, four gods and beasts were four images, eight trigrams divined the secrets of heaven, nine palaces were away from the fire


    "Dangdang...!"


    "Boom...!"


    Everyone is silly, a small one big, no matter from which aspect, feel ningtao more authentic shock.


    This?


    Elder Hong is stunned. This is resonance. As long as people practice Taiji Daoyun, they will have resonance.


    The five people behind him also have resonance, but his movement is far less than him, and he is not even one tenth of Ning Tao''s, he is more like orthodox.


    "That''s right, this mark can''t be false. You are the one who used to be master Zhang''s pulse, and also the descendant of my Taiji Bagua sect," said Hong Changlao, holding Ning Tao''s hand excitedly with moist eyes.


    Because the meaning is too important.


    Ning Tao is dumb, helplessly looked at Xiaoyao elder, long Jin, and Mangu.


    But a few people shrugged their shoulders. I don''t know whether he believed it or not. Anyway, they believed it in their heart.


    "By the way, Ning Xiaoyou, there is one thing I want you to promise. Please go back to your ancestral home and recognize your ancestors. This is the biggest wish of my Taiji Bagua sect all the time," he prayed.


    Hearing this, long Jin suddenly brightened his eyes and proposed: "boy, I think this method is feasible. The eight trigrams sect of Taiji is just right for you. If you practice there, you are equivalent to entering the Xiaoyao gate as a sword practitioner."


    "It should be the inheritance place of Wudang. It''s one of the nineteen schools of Wudang. It''s very profound!"


    Seeing that the disciple opened his mouth like this, Xiaoyao immortal turned over his hand and took out a sword amulet. He said with a light smile, "if you want to go, you can go there. This sword amulet has the power of my sword. Once it is urged, I will feel it."


    "If someone wants to be bad for you, ha ha, I''ll go there myself!"


    Hearing this, Mr. Hong quickly waved his hand and grinned bitterly: "don''t worry, it''s absolutely impossible."


    Seeing this, Ning Tao was ready to move in his heart. He immediately took the sword and said respectfully, "thank you, master Xiaoyao. I''ve decided to have a look first..."


    And that''s when it''s decided here.


    Xuanyinzong, sitting on the upper side of a black river, is a beautiful figure of self-cultivation. It is extremely beautiful, with black hair like a waterfall, a soft face, and eyes like black gems.


    At the moment, she stretched out her jade hand and received a message with a line of glittering words: "pure Yang body, Ning Tao!"