Chapter 1638

Taiyi's five elements skill is the most unique skill of Wudang.

If we insist on its power, it can be called the most powerful one in the unique learning, and there is no way to advance.

On hearing Huashan's sneer, Wudang's face became ugly. It was no longer a joke, but a naked attack.

Ning Tao frowned slightly.

Seeing that no one spoke, Huashan Laozu said sarcastically with a sneer: "why, no one dares to speak, then this sutra Pavilion is useless."

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"that's right. There are only a few things left in our sect, so few unique books. It's not suitable to put them in such a large room. I think we should dismantle them."

Kongtong ancestor Yin Yang strange airway.

But the elder of Emei came round and said with a smile, "look at this, isn't it a pity that the exquisite pavilion built by several elders has been destroyed?"

"It happens that we are all old people, and we have plenty of spiritual power here. Let's make do with living here. You must be considerate of the old people."

"Ha ha, in reason in reason..."

Four ancestors, you say a word, I say a word, three sing black face, one sing white face, it's all a fool.

Zhou Heng and Tianshan Laozu both looked at Ning Tao. After all, the latter was the leader of the alliance and held great power.

Unexpectedly, Ning Tao didn't get angry. He touched his chin and nodded: "it seems that I'm a little abrupt, but the Sutra Pavilion still needs to be run. If you four factions don't want to participate, I'm not reluctant."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was not relaxed, but rather oppressed.

There was a moment of consternation on the faces of the ancestors of the four schools It's over. When did Ning Tao become so talkative? They're all ready to cut the meat.

Ye Kong, Li Menghan, Xie Mian, Shangzhuo and other disciples are strange, but they are in a bit of panic.

If Ning Tao is angry or angry, they can accept it. But what does it mean to be so easygoing? All of them will not.

Is it really so easy to let go of the four sects?

Seeing that Ning Tao was about to speak again, the old ancestor of Qingcheng rushed to the front and said, "well, since the leader of the alliance is determined to do it, our major sects are also willing to do it."

With that, he quickly picked out a yellow ancient book from his arms.

"Inferior unique skill, hollow palm!"

When the other three ancestors saw this, they also came up with an old yellow ancient book, all of which were inferior and unique.

As soon as Wudang's ancestors clenched their teeth, they seemed to have made a major decision. Unexpectedly, they found a jade pendant in their arms, which was carved with ancient words as small as ants.

"The only original, Taiyi five elements magic power!"

The face of Master Wu and others suddenly changed.

"Wudang fully supports the leader of the alliance to build the Sutra Pavilion. It's not a time for private collection in troubled times."

As soon as the words came out, the father of Tianshan Mountain moved his lotus steps lightly. A pair of jade hands took out a bamboo tube from his close arms. The whole body was tender green, and the inside was also ancient Chinese.

"Tianshan Mountain also fully supports the alliance leader. This is the only original idea. Tianshan Mountain's mental method is Xumi shenmang!"

"I Kunlun, Shaolin seconded, this is the only original, one finger zen, like closed hands, wish my Hongmeng disciples stronger, together through troubled times."

The four ancestors spoke one after another, which can be described as selfless.

On the contrary, when we look at the other four ancestors, they only have poor and inferior unique skills in their hands. Even their disciples blush for them, but they still keep their faces.

Ning Tao probably understood, immediately said with a smile: "a few elders or put away the original, I took your mind, but this is not my purpose."

Before saying the next sentence, Huashan Laozu said with a familiar smile: "you see, I've taken out the original. Since the alliance leader doesn't want it, I'll take it back."

When will you take it out?

Qingcheng Laozu also muttered: "leader, I didn't say you, it's just an original. As soon as you said it just now, I gave my full support in my heart."

"In the heart, right?" Ning Tao said with a smile.

"Er...!"

The old ancestor of Qingcheng coughed, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he took back the hollow palm.

Ye Kong and Wu Hailin are so angry that they are grinding their teeth. These four old misers, how can there be such a big gap between people? They deserve to beat him to death.

Shameless, shameless!

The old ancestor of Huashan was uneasy. He didn't know what Ning Tao was going to do. He immediately questioned: "alliance leader, what do you want to do? You want to build the Sutra Pavilion, but you don't want to master the unique skills. Is this a decoration?"

Furnishings?

Ning Tao disdained to smile and said sarcastically, "even the rubbish martial arts of hollow palm dare to enter this place. Our Hongmeng Sutra Pavilion will be a holy land in the future."

"Holy land? Ha ha Ha ha

The ancestors of the four sects sneered, and the ancestors of Qingcheng sneered: "alliance leader, don't do this kind of silly dream. Hollow palm is a rubbish martial arts. If you don't have our eight sects, you don't even have this rubbish martial arts. Cut it.""Enough, you guys stop. The alliance leader has his own intention. Don't forget your identity," Zhou Heng frowned coldly.

However, Huashan's ancestors don't care about him at all. It would have been OK if they had changed to him before, but now he has broken one of his arms. Maybe his fighting power is not as high as him.

immediately embraced his arms and sneered, "Zhou Heng, what we said is true. If you four faction do not support him, let alone any garbage weapon, even the martial arts he is practicing now is probably frothy."

As soon as the words came out, the smoke rose.

The elders of Kunlun are angry. Even if Mr. Zhou breaks his arm and becomes the leader of the previous generation, it is also a respectable existence. How can he call his real name directly!

Even the leader of Ning alliance should respectfully call him old Zhou, which deserves it.

Zhou Heng's lips turned white and his heart tingled.

And Ning Tao sees this, the facial expression is gloomy come down, icy cold way: "if you can't speak, either shut up, or I break your mouth, which do you choose?"

"Boom...!"

A strong and powerful atmosphere oppresses people.

The old ancestor of Huashan turned white, but the old ancestor of Qingcheng was not angry and said, "we are telling the truth. Most of the Chinese heritage has been lost. Without us, you don't even have junk martial arts. You are greedy for our unique skills."

"Greed, whoosh..."

In front of a flower, Ning Tao actually came to the body like a ghost. The former was just about to move, but the appearance of a thing made everyone stiff.

An ancient book full of Taoist rhymes, with the sound of chanting, seems to be the exposition of the road, which immediately attracted people's attention.

"This This is the way of life

Shaolin, Zhou Heng and others were shocked.

You know, the whole Hongmeng had no Taoist Dharma in the past. Now the only Taoist Dharma is created by Mo Lao, but it is a unique Taoist Dharma.

More than ten disciples were shocked, and the elder was stunned.

The ancestor of Qingcheng stares at the ancient book greedily. It's a Taoist method, but the next second, the ancient book fans him in the face with amazing speed.

"Pa!"

With a crisp sound, half of his face was swollen by the fan.

When Gu Tao went to pick up the tablet, he thought it was a tablet of Yingfa.

"Pa!"

The other half of his face was also swollen by the fan, and his bones were painful.

But the elder of Qingcheng didn't dare to use his spirit power for fear of breaking the rare treasure, but his face became swollen.

Everyone was stunned. In this rare and precious Hongmeng, someone slapped Laozu in the face with Taoist Dharma. It's amazing. It's too fierce.

It's not over yet. Ning Tao turns his hands and turns his face coldly. There's an ancient stele. It's the size of a head. The next second, it hits Huashan's ancestor.

"Bang!"

All of a sudden, the bone of the bridge of the nose was broken, and the nosebleed gushed.