Chapter 420

"Yang Xuan, don't you have some?" Tong Piaoyun asked Yang Xuan with a meat kebab, but his eyes showed a look of ridicule.

"Don't eat it. It's a little disgusting." Yang Xuan disliked and pushed away the kebab handed over by Tong Piaoyun.

Who knows that there was barbecue in the Yuan Dynasty. You said that there were so many choices for chicken, duck, goose, mutton, horse meat and beef. Tong Piaoyun just liked to eat the groundhog kebab in his hand.

Yang Xuan is a typical southerner. In Yang Xuan's hometown, there are no marmots or rats. As long as they look like mice, they will be treated as mice. In Yang Xuan's impression, mice can't eat. There are many bacteria. Yang Xuan has been taught never to eat mice since childhood, because there are more than 200 kinds of bacteria on mice, So Yang Xuan kept a distance from mice.

In Tong Piaoyun's reluctance to give up food, the two came to a sparsely populated place outside the city. Yang Xuan looked at no one around, so he casually found an empty place and took out a metal box 3 meters high and 1 meter from the storage space.

"Red Queen, can you launch now?"

"OK, no problem. Start the launch program 3.2.1 launch."

After the metal box was opened, with the countdown of the Red Queen, the micro rocket inside the box was immediately launched.

Looking at the rocket flying towards the sky, Yang Xuan was a little proud. It was really from scratch. With so many technologies and the technology of the engineer race, the micro rocket is just a small thing. However, Yang Xuan has high requirements for the artificial satellite of the main world, so the Red Queen is still working hard to develop it.

In just ten minutes, the satellite has been stably suspended in the orbit of the earth.

After a comparison between the local map and the main world, I finally know how to go next.

In fact, according to the truth, Yang Xuan also brought Wu Yun 01 and Ying Jun, but since he has come to the ancient times, why not hold the sword in the Jianghu and watch the scenery along the way? It should be so poetic and picturesque. It's time to use modern tools when he's on his way, right.

They didn't use horses either. They started to go in the direction of navigation. They both came from Xiaoyao sect. Most of Yang Xuan's martial arts are from Xiaoyao sect, especially lightness skills, mainly Lingbo micro step. Of course, they also use spiral nine shadows.

The two figures flashed continuously in the official way. Every time they flashed, they were more than ten meters away. "Piaoyun, the skill of Xiaoyao sect, you really have reached the state of perfection."

"Nonsense, you don't see how old I started practicing. Lingbo's Micro steps are instinctive." Tong Piaoyun said carelessly.

There are also people on the road occasionally. Two people seem to set up stalls in the city, carrying shoulder poles. They talk and laugh, looking forward to making more money today. At this time, they see someone rushing towards them opposite, but their eyes flash. The two figures have passed through them.

The two vendors may feel something coming very quickly. Before they can make an effective response, they instinctively close their eyes and prepare for being hit. Only after half a ring, they don't feel any pain.

"Xiao Li, I wasn't dazzled just now."

"Uncle, I seem to have seen something, too."

"I don't know. Maybe it's a Wulin expert. It's frightening. Go and set up a stall quickly..."

After such a trip, they were less interested and hurried to the city.

Only after half an hour of running, they finally came to their destination.

Wudang Mountain.

The Taoist Holy Land in China has also been known as Taiyue, xuanyue and Dayue since ancient times. Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun strolled up the steps, many of which are steep. There is a sword stone outside Wudang sect.

"Piaoyun, do you know who I brought you to see today?"

Although Tong Yun Yun often make complaints about movies, he does not like to watch martial arts films. Although he has heard of Wudang school, his impression is not very deep, which may be the reason of ancient people. But he is very respected for modern things. Of course, the physical quality of modern people is also the object of children's love.

"Wudang sect? I'm impressed. Hey, hey, I'll see who you're going to talk to. Ordinary martial arts experts have no effect on us."

"Don't worry, trust me."

The two walked up as they talked.

At this time, two young Taoists jumped out from Xie Jianshi and hugged Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun slightly. "What can I do for you, come to our Wudang sect?" The tone is neither humble nor overbearing, showing the education of famous schools.

Yang Xuan nodded. "Let's meet immortal Zhang here. We have something to discuss."

"Ha ha, you may not know something. Immortal Zhang of our sect has not seen a guest for a long time, and even if you want to see a guest, they are all the leaders of big sects." The implication of the Taoists is that Yang Xuan is not qualified enough.

Awesome. People of big sects are awesome. They swear without dirty words. Their educational level is OK.

When the two Taoists were looking at Yang Xuan and they were ready to go, an invisible sword Qi shot out from between them, and then turned back. After two circles around their necks, it dissipated in the air.

The two Taoist priests were stiff and stared round. Just now they obviously felt a soft sword across their neck. Although there was no bleeding, the sharp strength alone made them cold all over.

"Ago, senior, I'll go and tell you first. The ancestor hasn't seen a guest for a long time. Even if we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's song Yuanqiao. Uncle song handles the educational affairs of Wudang school." The pale Taoist immediately hugged his fist and said respectfully.

Although fame is very important in the Jianghu, there is only one thing to convince everyone, that is, fists. People with strong strength will convince you, and vice versa. Yang Xuan is an old Youzi in the Jianghu. How can he not know this? With the changes of the times and the vicissitudes of the sea, everything can change, but only the people's heart

Just when Yang Xuan's patience was about to wear out, the young Taoist hurried down the mountain with a middle-aged Taoist. After approaching, Yang Xuan looked at Song Yuanqiao. He was wearing a Taoist robe, his face was calm and calm, but his temples were slightly gray, but his body was a lot fatter. He thought it was middle-aged and fat.

Yang Xuan sighed in his heart. It's a pity that he was cheated by his son. This should be the first leader disciple in the history of Wudang sect, but there's no way. The son is not the godfather's fault. Think about modern society, there are few Keng fathers and kengs? Human nature is like this. No matter how many dynasties have been changed, there are always things that are invariable, and sometimes they are just ingenious names.

Of course, when Yang Xuan was looking at Song Yuanqiao, song Yuanqiao was also looking at Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun. Although they didn't see how powerful they were, they wouldn't be too reckless. After all, being young here can't be as impulsive as a young man.