Chapter 1323

"I was disappointed that I didn't find a real hermit master in Emei and Shaolin. So I went south to Wudang and found two hermit masters in Wudang. These two masters are martial brothers who live together with their families and live in seclusion in the mountain forest. They have just entered the stage of transformation. They don't have many disciples around them. Their comprehensive strength may not be able to be our Tang family Castle. I had a friendly duel with them, stayed for a week and left Wudang Mountain. "

"After leaving Wudang Mountain, I turned west and found a hermit expert in Kongtong sect. He was the ninth generation disciple of feichenzi, the leader of Kongtong three hundred years ago. The Taoist name was yuxuanzi. At that time, yuxuanzi was 82 years old and lived in a very simple Taoist Temple deep in Kunlun mountain. He devoted himself to cultivation. There were only two disciples under him. His martial arts were mediocre. Yuxuanzi was about to enter the stage of transformation. See you I was very enthusiastic and knew that I had entered the transformation period. I hope I can give him some guidance. I lived there for three days and gave him some guidance. I left Kongtong mountain without any substantive harvest. "

"After leaving Kongtong mountain, I went all the way west to Kunlun mountain. Kunlun Mountain is the ancestor of thousands of mountains. Kunlun sect was founded earlier than Shaolin Wudang, but the environment is very poor, so it is far from being a famous sect. Now Kunlun sect is fragmented and scattered in all corners of the country. After careful visits, I know that there is a hidden expert in Kunlun sect for a long time After the transformation period, I was practicing the transformation period, so I asked for the address and hurried to visit. "

"For a long time, there has been an ancient, silent and mysterious place on Kunlun Mountain, that is, the valley of death. The land of the valley of death is fertile, the water and grass are rich, and the vegetation is lush. However, the herdsmen living in Kunlun mountain would rather starve their cattle and sheep to death on the Gobi desert than enter the deep valley. This deep valley is known as the hell gate of Kunlun Mountain, and the valley is full of wolf fur and bears The bones of the, the steel guns of hunters and the barren hills and solitary graves render a gloomy and terrible smell of death to the world. The hermit expert of the Kunlun sect practices in the death valley. His name is Guo Shixiong. He is the eighth generation disciple of Yu hengzi, the sixth generation leader of the Kunlun sect. "

Tang Zhengtai said so much, paused and took up his tea cup to drink tea.

People were attracted by his story, quiet and silent.

Even Tang Xiaoxiao stopped crying and dried the tears on his face. Grandpa's expression is so dignified. The next story must not be so simple. It may have something to do with Qian Duoduo.

Tang Zhengtai drank some hot tea, glanced at the crowd and continued to say slowly: "that afternoon, the wind and sand filled the air. I entered the death valley alone, but I saw an appalling scene..."

Tang Zhengtai's face sank into deep memories.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining.

Steep mountains stand under the blue sky and white clouds, boundless.

The top of each mountain is covered with snow, shining brightly in the sunshine.

This is the Kunlun Mountains, the world-famous ancestor of mountains.

The Kunlun Mountains are located in the vast western regions of Dahua and at the junction of the three provinces. Due to climate reasons, these xiongshan mountains have almost no forests. They are all bare. At the foot of the mountain, there are deserts and Gobi, and the scenery is desolate.

However, at the foot of some mountains, the melting of snow mountains has brought rich water sources and a beautiful scenery with beautiful mountains and rivers and green grass.

It was clear and crisp in autumn, with gusts of autumn wind. An old man with silver beard and white beard hurried on the Gobi desert in the valley, with a simple bag on his shoulder.

This old man is Tang Zhengtai.

Although he is 88 years old, he is still hale and hearty and vigorous.

There is a small river on the Gobi desert, with gurgling water and lush water and grass on both sides of the river. Occasionally, the bones of some animals can be seen, adding some gloomy and terrible atmosphere to this beautiful valley.

This is the legendary valley of death.

He had been walking through the valley for two or three hours, but he had not seen anyone.

"Where is the hermit expert of Kunlun sect?" Tang Zhengtai stopped, took off his backpack, drank a few salivas and murmured to himself, "if I can't find it this afternoon, I can only return to fungus town."

A small hillside in front of him blocked his view. I don't know what's going on on on the other side of the hillside.

"Help! Help!"

Suddenly, a frightening voice came from the hillside.

Tang Zhengtai hurriedly put the kettle into his bag, put it on his shoulder and ran quickly to the hillside.

In less than a minute, Tang Zhengtai ran up the hillside. When he looked below the hillside, he was surprised. He saw a green grass under the hillside. A group of sheep were running panic by the river. Several sheep were lying in the grass. It seemed that they were dead. Two young men dressed as herdsmen ran to the distance, shouting in panic as if they were running for their lives. Behind them, a man in black was chasing them.

The man in black acted quickly and caught up with a herdsman in the blink of an eye. His fingers were like a hook and grabbed his head——

"Ah!"

A scream stopped suddenly.

The herdsman's head was crushed and burst by him.

The man in black took the herdsman's head and threw it away. The herdsman flew more than ten meters away and lay on the ground motionless.

Another herdsman heard the scream and turned his head. He was scared to death and trembled all over.

The man in black flashed and came to him.

"No, no, no... don't kill me!"

The herdsman cried in horror.

"Hum." the man in black snorted coldly and grabbed his head.

When Tang Zhengtai saw that the man in black was going to kill again, he quickly shouted, "stop!"

While talking, his body flashed and rushed down the hillside.

With a distance of more than 100 meters and three seconds, Tang Zhengtai rushed to the man in black, but he was still a step late and heard the scream of the herdsman: "ah!"

The man in black took the shepherd's head, shouted and threw it directly at him.

Tang Zhengtai subconsciously caught the herdsman. He saw that his head was covered with blood and the celestial cover of his head had been uncovered. A big blood hole was extremely cruel.

Tang Zhengtai gently put down the shepherd's body and stared angrily at the man in black. The man before the meeting was an old man, medium build, sixty or seventy years old, with a dark and cold horse face, long hair and shawl, burning eyes and fierce face.

Tang Zhengtai said coldly, "my friend, your means are too cruel to deal with two ordinary herdsmen!"

The man in Black said coldly, "Whoever enters my valley of death must die! So must you!"