With a loud bang, the side hall of Sanhe Hall collapsed in the fire. The smoke and dust had no time to sweep and were covered by heavy rain. The wellhead was three feet in radius and there was no impact. The debris that were smashed down, Lu Yuan gently shook his sleeves and brushed open an open space. Lu Yuan half-squatted by the well, his whole body was wet, and his hair was wet. He was waiting for the people from Qimen to come out. Lu Yuan just said that as long as the people from Qimen came out, other people would be fine.

Lu Yuan is a member of Kunlun Sect. He does not care about the world and is the pride of the Lu family in Chang'an. His martial arts have reached the level of enlightenment. In Lu Yuan's opinion, Xu Ban, Cao Tong and others in Chang'an are just masters on earth. They can't even rank on Kunlun Mountain. He has his own attitude and inevitably shows his conceit in his words.

Kunlun Mountain, also known as Kunlun Xu, is the first sacred mountain in China and the ancestor of the dragon veins. The sword immortal Li Taibai once said: If it weren't for the group of jade mountains, they would have met under the moon on the Yaotai. Kunlun was extremely huge and had countless peaks. People in the world heard of Kunlun's name, but only worshipped gods. The Kunlun disciples rarely walked around the world, and Lu Yuan had his pride.

The Seven Sons of Kunlun are great figures who seek immortality. They have no reputation in the world and are only circulated in the Taoist Sect. Zou Hui knew the name of the Seven Sons of Kunlun. Qimen and Taoist Sect have the same origin. Yang Yaozong also understood that the third gentleman in Lu Yuan's mouth He Li especially admires the leader of the Tongtian Sect, and is also the most down-to-earth one among many people seeking immortality. Mr. He Li's Taoist Sect is located in Yuxu Peak. Yuxu Peak is the only Kunlun Mountain Gate that mortals can touch. The mountain protection formation of Yuxu Peak also has a very frightening name, the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Lu Yuan was not in a hurry and waited silently. Sure enough, after a while, there was a strange noise from the well. Yang Yaozong and others turned up and stood on the other side of the well. Without raising weapons, they locked Lu Yuan firmly with their breath. Lu Yuan looked at Yang Yaozong and was just an ordinary master. People who could not see through themselves and could not see through themselves were either extremely powerful or vulnerable. The figures of Qimen were well-known, and Lu Yuan secretly praised them in his heart.

Lu Yuan stood quietly by the well, as calm as a mountain, as quiet as a mountain. Yang Yaozong looked at it carefully and saw that Lu Yuan's skin was fair, contrasting with his black clothes. His eyes were as bright as a pair of gems under the light of fire. He had no life when he was still. When he moved, his brilliance shone everywhere. Lu Yuan also observed Yang Yaozong again. Yang Yaozong's nose was high and straight, his lips were thin, and his angular face was sharp. This person had extraordinary perseverance and determination.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly. No matter what, the mission of the Taoist sect cannot be lost. Yang Yaozong's bald head was a little conspicuous under the fire. Moreover, Yang Yaozong was young and seemed to have just entered the world. He didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. Lu Yuan asked softly, "The person in the Qimen?"

Yang Yaozong is arrogant and has a bad temper. He gets angry with one sentence, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Why am I here? Kunlun disciple? What advice do you have?"

Lu Yuan had nobles and some cultivation, and was not angry. He was very low-key and said softly, "I dare not give advice. They are all Taoist fellow disciples, and there are few descendants of Qimen. When I ask Dao Brother to help me, I will meet my Kunlun Master."

"Tongtian Sect Master? Lao He? Haha, it's hypocritical. To put it nicely, don't you just want the Book of Heaven? You don't have to go around the circle. You can't do it. If you are your master, you may be able to fight with me." Yang Yaozong insisted on himself. Lu Yuan was nearly one round older than him, and his kung fu was even more unfathomable. Lu Yuan could not see through himself because of the special skill of Qimen, and he could not touch Lu Yuan's depth.

Lu Yuan shook his head, cursed in his heart and threatened, "You really ignore the safety of the few people underground, and insist on killing the death of the people."

When Yang Yaozong came up, he estimated the time, but the entrance of the cave was opened at this moment. He laughed and said, "You can try it."

Lu Yuan’s arrogant is not a conceit. He does not move and dares to act rashly. He cannot see through Yang Yaozong, which does not mean that he is afraid. "This Taoist brother, it is not difficult to meet with the teacher. I can guarantee that you must leave Chang'an in full, why not do it? Besides, the Heavenly Book is the thing of my Taoist sect."

"A thing about Taoist sect? Humph, Mr. Zhang Liang and Master Chen Ping were also your Taoist sect figures in the early Han Dynasty. Although Master Chen Ping believed in Huang Lao, he was just a name. The orthodox calligraphy of the Three Talents was the Qimen. Master Chen did not care about Taoist sect. Later, the earthly calligraphy of the Taoist sect was the result of Taiping Tao and Tianshi Taoist sect respectively. Why? Now I want to turn the guests on my behalf."

Lu Yuan shook his head, "Brother Dao is unreasonable, he is unreasonable. Master Chen obtained the Heavenly Book that he only joined the Taoist sect, but how did it become a Qimen thing? Daotong, Daotong, Brother Daotong, should learn it again."

Yang Yaozong ignored him. He hated dealing with hypocritical Taoist people the most. The two received different educations and accepted different things. Yang Yaozong Guan Taoist Sect was just a group of frogs in the well. The summer insects could not speak of ice. His violent breath raised and sealed the wellhead with one kick. The whole surroundings were shattered and they couldn't even dig it out.

Lu Yuan was stunned. He had heard that the people in the Qimen were ruthless and unrighteous. He ignored his companions' life and death and used any means to achieve their goals. In the late Han Dynasty, Jia Xu was said to be a figure in the Qimen and had the title of a poisonous soldier. It seems that the Qimen's people are extremely poisonous and well-deserved. If they threaten them with their companions today, they cannot keep this person. However, Lu Yuan was unwilling to do what he had just done. He agreed to Fu Rui and wanted to keep the people underground.

Lu Yuan is not only a martial arts genius, but also a genius in cultivation. Although there is not much experience in the martial arts world, no one can give Kunlun face. If you can come down from Kunlun Mountain, you can have Yi people with him. Lu Yuan is the most outstanding disciple of the middle generation of Kunlun. Even Cao Tong and Xu Ban dare not look down on him, nor can Lu Yuan be defied by Cao Tong without giving all his strength. No matter how mysterious the Qimen is, it is a wild way and does not belong to the prestigious sect.

Yang Yaozong was dissatisfied. He didn't know Lu Yuan's real age. He just felt that Lu Yuan was no older than him. Judging from his appearance, he might not be older than him. He decided to give it a try to see if he could get some advantage from Lu Yuan.

Calmly lift your energy, and use Taoist methods, man follows the earth, earth follows the sky, and the sky transforms into nature. The heavens and man are sympathetic, the four seasons change, the human hearts are disillusioned, the current situation is the blending of water and fire, and the yin and yang are combined, and the air around them is suffocated. Yang Yaozong has a faint fluorescent light, and his clothes are dry in an instant. Heavy rain falls on the fluorescent light, and gas is sizzling, and it will never fall to Yang Yaozong again.

Lu Yuan stood quietly, letting the rain water pour himself through, and once again exclaimed Yang Yaozong.

Yang Yaozong's eyes were opened and closed. The sound of rain around the Lingtai was clear and the sound of rain was gone. The sound of raging fire was gone. He heard his breath, his heartbeat, and even the sound of blood flowing, the sound of wind flowing in the air, including the sound of underground mice drilling holes, the sound of rustling footsteps of Zou Hui and his friends retreating, and the noise of soldiers marching outside. At the same time, he heard all the sounds, but they were clearly transmitted to his ears one by one.

Usually, the feeling of ordinary people can only be concentrated on one goal for a while. For example, when we concentrate on listening to the sound of flowing water, we naturally ignore the sound of wind, and vice versa. It is a super feeling that transcends the normal senses like Yang Yaozong at the same time at the same time. He not only hears sounds, but also perceives the power of different lives. When he comes into contact with the huge and unparalleled power in front of him, he is shocked.

If the Mo family master Mr. Tianyou, whom I met before, was a deep pool of ancient Jing Bubo, then Lu Yuan in front of him was a tornado that soared into the sky and was invincible. At first glance, it seemed still, but it contained amazing power. He had the capital to be proud of him, and Kunlun was a master of heart warfare. If he wanted to defeat himself without attacking, he had to show some real skills.

The dark clouds rolled, the sky was dark, and the rain was pouring. Lu Yuan's eyes were sharp. With the firelight passing through Yang Yaozong's eyes like the substance, Yang Yaozong felt as if he had suffered a heavy hammer of gold in his heart. He hit him hard. Yang Yaozong felt that he was not breathing smoothly, and immediately wanted to throw away the weapon in his hand and knelt down and beg for mercy.

The masters met and instantly divided life and death. The two of them were both Taoist sects, and there was no reason to die. Taoist sect wanted the heavenly book, Lu Yuan wanted to fulfill his mission, and Yang Yaozong did not want the Qimen to be ruined in his hands. At this time, a muffled thunder slowly came from the sky. Yang Yaozong was shocked, and he was guarding the spiritual platform and was using his entire body's skills, as if he was on the string, waiting for an opportunity to fire.

But Lu Yuan was not moving, and there was no flaw at all. Yang Yaozong's full blown blow could not find the opportunity. He immediately felt irritated and sad. He shouted loudly and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Without Lu Yuan's move, Yang Yaozong was already injured with just a look.

As a mouthful of blood was spit out, Yang Yaozong felt relieved and his mind was absorbed. However, Lu Yuan lost his trace in front of him, leaving only endless pressure from heaven and earth, which was poured down along the raindrops bit by bit.

The air flow within ten feet of the surrounding area was rotating rapidly, and a stream of air tips that looked like sharp blades collided rapidly within this range. Yang Yaozong frowned. He was in the center of the storm, and he could not move. Whenever he moved, all the pressure would be concentrated on him and swept him into the rapid cyclone. The cyclone became more and more rapid. Suddenly, a powerful and invincible qi covered the sky and the earth from the right, and rushed over at an astonishing high speed.

Yang Yaozong did not dare to hesitate, and he had a full blown attack, covering the sky and attacked with all his strength.

Yang Yaozong drew a beautiful arc in the narrow space, cleverly turned several angles, secretly in line with the charm of heaven and earth. This blow abandoned his usual habits and completely improvised the creation. With the right time and place, his martial arts broke through the bottleneck that he could not break through at critical moments. He wanted to thank Lu Yuan for the pressure brought by him and finally rushed straight to Lu Yuan's face.

Lu Yuan's Taoist sword also changed countless angles, and is worthy of being the successor of Kunlun. Yang Yaozong's improvisation work can still be found by Lu Yuan to block it. Finally, the tip of the sword is directly pressed on Yang Yaozong's stick head.

With a rumbling sound, a thunder sounded, and a huge force broke out like a mountain torrent. Yang Yaozong flew back and broke through one wall after another. Several walls of the Sanhe Palace were penetrated by Yang Yaozong in one breath, and the energy dispersed and rushed around. After the Sanhe Palace was passed by Yang Yaozong, it collapsed. The fire was swept away by the momentum of the two fighting, and it suddenly faded and slowly slowed down.

The entire stick of Yang Yaozong's hand was shaken into powder. Lu Yuan did not leave Yang Yaozong a chance. While Yang Yaozong retreated, he immediately passed through the hole, making the world a move, and wanted to subdue Yang Yaozong with one blow and bring it back to Kunlun.

(End of this chapter)
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