Chapter 723

It was gray and misty.

the old Chinese parasol tree in the yard was washed and cleaned by the rain. The leaves of the large Indus trees showed young green color, just like the green leaves emerald just opened. Under the

plane, there is a big cylinder with a big mouth opening. The water in the broken cylinder has been filled. The fresh water flows out and flows into the stream beside the yard. The water is rippled with fresh drops of rain.

Occasionally there are big ripples, stirring the water in the whole big tank, just like there are invisible monsters hiding at the bottom of the tank. But it doesn't show up, and you can't get a glimpse of them.

"Hula --"

a big red fish comes out of the water, opens its mouth and spits out bubbles one after another, then catches the rootless water falling from the sky.

It's like being bitten by something and then it's plunging into the bottom of the pool.

"Clattering --"

the water splashes all over the place, and the water shakes more violently.

With the center of the water as the center, one after another water lines rotate inside the big tank.

Black shadow is still groping in the room, a volume of precious ancient books is opened by him, and then discarded to the side.

He moves very fast, but hardly makes any sound.

The room is still dark, except for the twinkling pupil light, it is difficult to see any light.

Whoosh -

a clear wind is blowing towards his back.

If it's someone else, it's just that the wind blows and the back is cool.

However, for the man in black robe, it's hard to escape his perception of the wind and the grass around him.

He did not see what action, the body has disappeared from the original place.

Click -

numerous fine wires brushed by dust beat on the bookshelf, and countless slits were cut on the bookshelf.

It's not the natural wind, but the breeze and air brought by the dust.

Once again, he chased the man in black not far away. This time, the direction of the dust attack is the pair of bright eyes.

In this black space, those eyes are too bright.

Whoosh -

is another breeze.

The body of the man holding the dust rose, and the robe opened, but there was no sound.

His presence, his hand, the attack when he jumped up - made no sound.

He didn't even speak. He couldn't even breathe.

This man uses the "tortoise rest skill" of Taoism. His internal organs are like tortoises in a dormant state, but his body still has a strong attack ability.

Pa -

the body of the man in black disappears, and the dust blows on the bookshelf again. The bookshelf couldn't bear the gravity, and a piece of wood fell off with a click. Then the whole bookshelf began to collapse, making a loud noise.

The difference is that this time, the disappearance direction of the man in black is not to dodge or retreat, but to take the initiative to face the dust.

"Evil animal, looking for death -" the middle-aged Taoist was enraged by the arrogant behavior of the man in black. He took the dust back and slapped it on the chest of the man in black.

This time the dust is no longer gathered together, but scattered roots, just like countless flying fine needle general towards the man in black.

The filaments on the dust came out of the handle and became a deadly weapon covering all the important acupoints on the chest and face of the man in black.

"Don't scold a child with a yellow mouth --" the man in black shouted and clapped out at the same time.

If there are onlookers, they will be laughed badly by this scene.

People in black run to steal people's treasures, but they don't want to be scolded after being caught dirty on the spot. It's really a bully.

What's more funny is that he called a middle-aged Taoist "yellow mouthed child" - whose child is in such a hurry?

"I'm Qingxuan, the reader of Fanghua Pavilion. Who are you?"

There is a saying of "three mechanisms and seven mysteries" in Taoism. Three mechanisms are the three top masters of the generation of Ji, while seven mysteries are the heroes of the generation of Xuan. Three machines and seven mysteries have their own advantages, and they are the backbone of Taoism.

"Three opportunities and seven Mysteries - see if you are fishing for fame."

As the man in black spoke, the strong wind swept by his big hand beat out the thin needles as hard as a sword.

Dong Dong -

fine needles are stuck on the wall or bookshelf, making a dull sound.

Qingxuan was shocked and clapped open the concealed weapon with his palms. This kind of thing is very common.

However, what he waved was the countless hairs of the dust, and he beat them with the powerful technique of "sweeping the army" --

it's not a skill to take a concealed weapon down. Three or five concealed weapons can be understood next. However, how much power does it take you to take hundreds of hairs together?

Who is this man? How could he be so strong?At the same time, Qingxuan was surprised, and he was already greeting the man in black with a dusting handle.

The man in black patted the hair with one hand, and the momentum was not reduced. He ignored the sharp handle in Qingxuan's hand, and then printed it on Qingxuan's chest.

Poof -

Qingxuan immediately spits blood at the mouth, and his body flies backward.

Bang -

his body smashed heavily on a row of bookshelves, and the bookshelves toppled, which triggered the domino effect, and each bookshelf was also smashed.

The dust was flying in the room, and a book fell to the ground, making a hissing noise.

"Poof -" after Qingxuan's body fell to the ground, he vomited blood again, covered his chest and asked, "who are you

In fact, the answer is very clear when you ask this question.

Because there are only a few people in China who can clap them in one hand -

the man in black didn't answer Qingxuan's question, but came to Qingxuan step by step and asked in a deep voice: "where is Taiji map?"

The man in black was found stealing and made such a loud noise. Instead of running away immediately, he continued to chase others to ask about the baby's whereabouts --

"you are also here for Taiji diagram - who are you

"Where is Taiji map?" The man in black has come to Qingxuan and looked down at him and said, "don't delay. If I do it again, you will be dead - you should have been shot by me just now."

"how can Qingxuan - be intimidated by the wicked?" Qingxuan covered his chest and sneered. He wanted to stand up, but his internal organs were seriously injured and his body was too weak to move. "It's just a death - how can a monk care?"

"Then you should die." Said the man in black, expressionless.

When you talk, you have to step on your feet.

"Immeasurable God" -- an old voice came through the window, loud as thunder. It makes the eardrum hum. "Mr. Black Dragon has time to be a guest, why do he do such things as hiding his head and shrinking his tail? Why bother to fight with a junior? "

The man in black looks at Qingxuan and knows that he can't step on this foot. The leader of the family came out and started fighting with a wounded junior. He really lost his share.

"Taichong, you are not dead?" The man in black shouted out.

As soon as he spoke, the buzz in his ears disappeared. To attack the enemy with sound and to subdue the enemy with sound are the principles that contain the energy in the voice. For their level masters, nothing in the world can hurt people and defeat enemies.

"Who cares about life and death?" The old voice said with a smile. "Since Mr. Black Dragon is here, would you like to come out and see him?"

"Why not?" Said the man in black.

He clapped his hands across the space on the locked window of the room. The window made of rosewood was broken into sawdust and scattered towards the outside.

The feet of the man in black didn't move, and he didn't need any help, but he had already flown out towards the window.

Cha -

his feet fell on a bluestone in the yard, the bluestone was motionless, even the rain at his feet did not stir.

The whole body is covered in black.

I can't see his face, not even his figure.

He stood there still, but his body was like a veil, a fog, and he could never find his place.

In the yard, dozens of Taoists gathered around, including the old Baihu Taoist priest and some small Taoists who looked green and seemingly ignorant. They all watched the man in black in the wind and rain, no joy or sorrow, but some anger was spreading.

No one is to be offended, but there are always people who come to the house to steal things and hurt their relatives - this kind of thing will not be easy on anyone. Out of family is not a person?

However, they did not act rashly.

Because the man standing in the shadow is called the black dragon, which is one of the three most mysterious dragons in China.

Even if they are well-informed, we have to say that the guests who come to visit today are also legendary figures.

In the middle of the crowd, there stood an old man in a light colored robe.

The old man's hair and beard are all black, and there are not too many wrinkles on his face, but his voice is very old, just like an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

The old man stood upright in the middle of the crowd, looked at the dragon in black and said, "which Tai Chi map do you want?"

"A genius is a treasure, and a man of virtue lives." Said the black dragon in a calm voice. Even surrounded by so many people, I have no fear. "It's useless for you to come. I'll take it myself."

"You can't take it away, and you can't prove that you're immoral?" Taichong said jokingly.

"I haven't taken it yet. How do I know if I can take it?""I'm afraid I can't take it." Taichong said in a very determined voice.

"How big is the world? If I want to go, who can keep me? If I want to come, who can stop me? " Said the black robed man in a sonorous voice.

(PS: this volume is called "the dance of the demons". Almost all the characters who should come out have come out. Next, we will write Volume 6, "relying on the sky to kill the dragon". Every character should have his own destination.)