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In the great hall of the Tai Yi Divine Palace located at the Bei Wu Dang Mountain, there were only a few senior elders and elders sitting in the main hall. Among them, there was naturally Sect Leader Tianyun. They were all silent and solemn. The empty Tai Yi Divine Hall was completely silent. The setting sun shone through the windows and doors of the gray hall, as if covering the entire hall with a layer of gray sand. Sitting on the left was an elderly senior man, Bei Wudang, who said, "Sect Leader Junior Brother, although our Tang Dynasty has been restored to its former glory days, but I, Bei Wudang, do not have much contact with the martial artists outside the Central Plains. What is the purpose of this visit?" Daoist Tian Yun thought for a moment, but did not say anything. An old man sitting next to the Northern Martial Elder said, "Regardless of his intentions, it doesn't look like the weather is good for a Uighur Mage, what are you worried about!?" I don't believe that he will be able to take down my Northern Martial Arts with just one strike! "

Everyone had the same thoughts after hearing these words, so they did not have any objections. On the right side, someone said, "Senior apprentice brother Mo doesn't dare to underestimate his opponent. We don't know anything about this Uighur Mage. It would be fine if he came to discuss the scripture with us, but if he comes to provoke us, I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to do so. After all, as the saying goes, if you are prepared, there is no problem. " Everyone nodded as they heard this. Even though Taoist Tianyun was a bit annoyed, he still said indifferently, "Why would he come to ask for advice? I'm afraid he doesn't have good intentions."

Once Daoist Master Tianyun said these words, the entire hall immediately fell into silence. The sound of bells ringing came from the distant mountain peak. It was long and heavy and everything on the mountain returned to its former tranquility and harmony. The Northern Martial Sect's disciples continued living their lives as usual. As they meditated, they heard a shout from down below: "Northern Martial Sect's Sect Leader Yun and the other Seniors and Fellow Daoists, Returning Mage Gu Luozhe is here to worship to the mountains. I hope to meet you!" His words were not very loud, but the disciples on the mountain heard them loud and clear, but they did not pay any attention to them. After all, Bei Wu Dang was an upright sect in the Central Plains Martial Arts Forest, and was also the leader of the Sword Sect. Normally, regardless of whether it was martial artists or commoners, many people came to visit him.

The Beitang disciples on the outside did not care much about it, but the few elders and elders in the hall were shocked. They thought to themselves: This Uighur Mage really does not follow the rules. To think that they were exaggerating the fact that Lu Neng was talking so arrogantly right in front of the temple, they were all convinced that this was a provocation from the Uighur Temple. However, even if he wanted to, he still had to follow the rules of the martial arts world. Although martial artists were always sloppy, they never neglected others. At that moment, Daoist Master Tianyun stood up and dressed neatly. He said, "Fellow junior disciples, please join me in welcoming this Mage from our country. Do not neglect our guest." A few of the Northern Martial Elder said in unison, "Yes! "Don't worry, Sect Leader!"

Tian Yundao heaved a long sigh of relief. He strode out of the hall, followed by his fellow disciples. Before he even reached the gate of the monastery, he saw a burly, middle-aged man wearing a bearskin mink overcoat, golden boots, and a whip in his hand standing outside the temple. His expression was deep and arrogant, and his two copper bell-like eyes seemed to be filled with disdain and contempt. Taoist Tianyun had yet to arrive but he had already spoken loudly, "Our sect does not know of the arrival of the mages. If we are at a loss, please forgive us!

The Uighur Mage Gu Luozha actually didn't return the greeting and directly said, "Sect Master Tian Yun is coming too slowly. It makes even this Shakyamuni a bit annoyed. I, Shakyamuni, can see that you are quite healthy. What, could it be that the Sect Leader is already old? As soon as these words left his mouth, the elders and elders of Bei Wu Dang who came along with the Taoist Tian Yun were angered. They thought to themselves: Although my Bei Wu Dang is not considered one of the top powers in the world, but it still has a lot of prestige in the martial arts world. Today, the Sect Leader of Japan has personally come to welcome you. He then thought to himself, "Not only are you rude, you also want to tell lies in broad daylight. How could my Sect Leader Junior Brother be a old man when he's in his prime?!" Let's see how long you can last! A few of them wanted to retort, but Daoist Master Tian Yun stopped them. Daoist Master Tian Yun was still smiling benevolently, his voice neither servile nor overbearing as he slowly said, "Mages have good eyesight. With a single glance, you can tell that I, Tian Yun, am old. Furthermore, I have a wounded body, so I'm afraid it won't last much longer!" The Uighur Mage, Gu Luozha, had thought that just one sentence from him would anger Daoist Tianyun. Unexpectedly, this person's heart was as calm as still water. Not to mention, he was actually wounded. He thought to himself: Tian Yun is injured, looks like today I chose Bei Wu Dang to lose another bit of resistance, the heavens are truly helping me!

Immediately, Gu Luozha said, "Since the Heavenly Cloud Sect Leader is injured, how can I ask you to come and fetch me?" Hearing these words, the Beitang Elders paused for a moment, thinking to themselves, 'This barbarian is not completely uncultured. After all, he knows a few courteouss.' Daoist Master Tian Yun said, "Not at all, not at all." Everyone's impression of this Uighur Master Gu Luozha had just improved. Unexpectedly, Gu Luozha's next sentence caused everyone in North Wu Dang to be shocked and angry.

"A few days ago, I went to the Penglai Sword Pavilion above the East China Sea and wanted to spar with them. Compared to me, the martial arts in the Central Plains are more powerful. Who knew that the eight old fellows would actually attack me for some trivial matter? In a fit of anger, I made a bet with them that I would defeat all eight of them. If I lost, I would immediately return home and never step foot into the Middle Land. "Haha …" As he said this, Gu roza actually burst out in laughter. The crowd thought to themselves: The Eight Immortals of the Sword Pavilion are the top disciples of the sword sect, they are figures that have made names for themselves with Senior Brother Yun Wanli and Junior Brother Tianyun. But then he thought, why was the Penglai Sword Pavilion being selected? Could it be that the person before him had truly defeated the Eight Immortals?

Everyone was thinking about this when they heard Gu Luoza say, "Who would have known that the eight old fellows had such low standards of martial arts and were actually not interested in the eight of them fighting against me? Haha, in the end, I defeated them one by one and then watched them disband the Sword Pavilion. Haha, the faces of those eight old fellows all turned green, but they didn't even dare to make a sound. Hahaha! This is so fun! "

On the other hand, the people from the Northern Martial School were shocked and angry. No one thought that the culprit who had destroyed the five great sword sects and weakened the sword sects was actually this person who was known as the "Uighur Master". Not only did he come to find them, but he even boasted about himself in front of the people from the Northern Martial School. Immediately, there were people who wanted to teach this shameless and despicable person a lesson, but Daoist Tian Yun stopped them all with a look. Daoist Tian Yun said, "So this was the reason why the Penglai Sword Pavilion no longer exists. I, Tian Yun, will remember this matter. Some day, my sword sect will definitely return to visit you and correct your reputation as the Penglai Sword Pavilion!" Guest disciple, send our guest off! "

Immediately, a disciple came up to him and said respectfully, "Please come over here Mage!" However, the Uighur Mage, Gu Luozha, remained unmoved. It was as if he hadn't heard the words of the Northern Martial Arts disciple, as he said to Daoist Tian Yun: "What a good 'sending off the guests', I didn't expect Daoist Tian Yun to be so timid. Today, I'm going to pick you Northern Wudang. If you have the ability, then defeat me, I'll go home immediately! If you lose, your North Wudang Mountain is as beautiful as the mountains and waters. I will build a Drunken Eon Pavilion here, and all of you should come here to drink wine together! " As he said this, he pointed at the mountain and took out a high mountain cliff. It was as if today, he was truly going to choose the Northern Martial Sect and occupy the Northern Martial Mountain.

Daoist Master Yun originally had a fiery temper, but after going out, he restrained himself a bit. After becoming the Sect Leader of Northern Martial University, he became even more careful. I don't know if this Uighur is lucky or not, but it actually made Tian Yundao grow up and lose his temper. Daoist Tian Yun said angrily: "You barbarian, I only gave up to you because you are a guest and a friend of my Great Tang Dynasty, you know? Do you really think that there is no one left in my Northern Martial Art? Let this old one experience your unparalleled martial arts of defeating the Penglai Sword Pavilion! " With that, Daoist Master Tian Yun retracted his horsetail whisk and with a stride, appeared in front of Gu Luo Zha. He didn't do anything, but the horsetail whisk flew out from behind him and headed straight for Gu Luo Zha's door. The Uighur Mage seemed to have some skill, as his feet slipped and without much movement, he was pushed back three feet, just in time to avoid Daoist Tianyun's surprise attack. The Uighur Mage didn't say anything. He swung his right hand and the whip flew out. It went up and clashed with Daoist Tianyun. The two of them fought back and forth, and in a short while, forty to fifty moves had passed.

The two of them had seen that they had exchanged so many moves, yet they could not see a single flaw in the opponent's moves. They could not help but feel admiration for the other party, but they also felt a faint sense of happiness; they had never imagined that they would meet an opponent who could fight to the death today.

In fact, a martial arts elder like Taoist Tianyun would often feel lonely in his heart, because it would be very difficult for them to find an opponent that could match them, and their martial arts status and prestige would make them very tired. This could be said to be easy to get, but it was hard to encounter one during the next stage! This was even more true of the Uighur wizard, who had grown up in Uighur, and had coincidentally been able to practice martial arts with an expert who lived in seclusion in the desert at an early age. He had never thought that he would return to the Uighur Academy after learning everything. He realized that no one could defeat him. For a moment, his heart was filled with pride. However, experts all wanted to have a strong conversation with experts. Only by doing this would they be able to satisfy their goal of continuously practicing martial arts and advancing. This time, he used the opportunity of being an envoy in the Tang Dynasty to find an opponent that could fight him. Now, this match had fulfilled their long-cherished wish!

Daoist Master Tian Yun and Gu Luo Zhe once again fought for the time it took an incense stick to burn. At this moment, the two had already exchanged over a hundred moves. Their internal energy was exhausted greatly. Beads of sweat dripped down from their foreheads. It was obvious that the two of them had reached the final moment of their battle. They were competing on who's endurance was better and who's inner strength was richer. It could be said that they were on the verge of death.

Martial arts Lin's competitions did not hurt or hurt people. If one wanted to end a dispute between martial arts Lin, then it would often be seen as a loss and victory when one and a half moves were used. However, it was also hard to avoid injuries when swords and spears were lacking eyes. In the martial world, the inner force competition was the most dangerous. If one of the two people in the competition did not have enough inner force, he would be severely injured at least if he did not die. If the inner strength of the two were evenly matched, and they ended up fighting to the point where both sides would suffer, neither of them would have a good ending.

At this moment, Taoist Tianyun and the Uighur Magician Gu Luozha were comparing whose internal energy was more profound. Their clothes were completely soaked, as if they had been drenched by the rain. This was the result of both of them exhausting too much of their inner strength and overexerting their physical strength!

On the other side, Taoist Tianyun was battling with his palm against Gu roza. The sun was gradually rising, showing that it was already a quarter of an hour later and the two had already been battling for close to two hours. The elders and seniors of Bei Wu thought to themselves: Why hasn't Junior Tian Yun defeated this Uighur Mage? It seems like this person really does have an unrivaled mystical skill, and even Junior Tian Yun is unable to do anything to him! We are being too arrogant. We don't know that there is a mountain outside this mountain! On the other side, Taoist Tianyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground like a thread. The Uighur Magus retracted his breath and then stood up again in a relaxed manner. At this moment, Taoist Tianyun had already been rushed up the mountain by his disciples for treatment. Fortunately, he only suffered some internal injuries, and it was mainly due to lack of internal energy that he fainted on the ground.

Outside of the monastery, several Northern Martial Elders and the Uighur Mage were glaring at the sect leader. After a while, news came from the mountain saying that Sect Leader Tianyun was unharmed. Only then did everyone relax. The old man who was the leader of the group, the one who first spoke, seemed to be the most prestigious, with the highest seniority, as he said, "Mages are indeed masters. I, Bei Wu, am no good at being a disciple. If I am successful in learning martial arts within ten years, I will definitely ask the Mage for guidance! "

When the Uighur Magician Gu Luozha heard this, he laughed out loud and said: "You have sworn an oath that if you lose, you will disband your unworthy leader of the World Sword Sect. How is it, in this short period of time, have you forgotten about it?" Seeing that the other party did not know how to appreciate favors, the Beitang Elder did not want to give him a way out. He immediately shouted: "You strange barbarian, you are ashamed of yourself. If you want to pick me, Bei Wu Dang, then come! " The elder thought to himself: [The Uighur Mage and the Sect Leader have been dueling for half a day. This is the unparalleled mystical skill of the world. As long as he was unable to succeed in his conspiracy, there was no need for him to think about it in the future!

The Uighur Mage thought of this as well and said, "Of course, I won't choose your Northern Martial Art. It's just this plaque that I want to use as a chopping board!" As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up to the door and took off the plaque with the words' Northern Wu Dang Qing Yun Sect 'written in large golden letters. He did not even drop down as he flew down along the mountain path. Several Beiwu Elders immediately shouted: "Thieves, don't leave!" He then chased after them at full speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared around the corner of the mountain road …