Chapter 172

Taoist and swordsman open their eyes.

They looked at each other and laughed.

Laugh unrestrained, not convergence, tears.

Taiwu sniffed and walked over to the Taoist priest. His hand shook in front of him.

Laughter, a sudden stop.

"Are you stupid?"

Wang Ping'an jumped up excitedly, opened his arms and wanted to hold Xiaomei, but he didn't do so after all.

Love comes from love, but not from courtesy.

When he realized that his hand had been stretched out and the whole person was like a cross, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

In order to ease the embarrassment, the Taoist took advantage of the situation to stretch his hand and yawn realistically, "Why are you here?"

The swordsman had seen Lu Zhengkang and hesitated to ask, "who are you?"

Fuxi heedless Taoist, answered Bai Zimo's question, "this is the Buddha, you all know."

They knelt down one after another and recited compassion.

Lu Zhengkang smiles at two old friends, Mo Yun and Ben you.

All of them have broken through the past, but they are not involved in the decision-making of this life. And the two Taoists, they will be the legacy of previous life.

Next, take Tai Wu Xi Xi to attack the sword tomb.

The sword tomb needs the handle of Fuyu sword to open. Otherwise, Lu Zhengkang can go alone.

The seven sword tombs are all in Beijing, not far from Wudang Mountain. Speaking of Wudang, Lu Zhengkang still remembers the joke that Wudang is invincible.

This time, Lu Zhengkang just took Tai Wu to walk, and didn't plan to lead the Taoists.

Although they almost have the strength to match the leader of a school, in Lu Zhengkang's eyes, there is no difference. After all, mortals have their upper limit - even if they are strong like Li dingxun.

When Lu Zhengkang came forward to meet the enemy, he subdued him with ease. Then he took out the handle of Fuyu sword in his arms, held the sword in his left hand, emptied the heaven and earth, and recited the mantra: "all the faces are crazy and bitter, and no one has fallen off the net. If you see me, it's me. If you don't have me, there's no magic! "

After that, Taiwu gently knocked Qushan's forehead with the hilt of his sword, and immediately dispelled the magic barrier. The man no longer struggled. His eyes were clear, and he exclaimed, "thank you for your help!"

The younger sister let go of this person, the other side turned over and knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtow.

"Get up, you don't have to kowtow."

The man didn't listen and continued to kowtow. However, his body was getting thinner and thinner. After kowtowing 18 heads, he was still for convenience, like a stone carving.

Taiwuxi gently touched each other's shoulder and back, and saw that the man turned into dust and dissipated with the wind, leaving only a porcelain vase, and everything else disappeared.