The First Thousand and Sixty-Ninth Chapters Do Not Move Like a Mountain (Four)

Lan Xihe was startled, turned his head, and carefully examined Lu Zhou, who was standing indifferently. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became, and as I watched Dai's eyebrows twist together, a complicated and unspeakable emotion crept into my heart.

It is really difficult to associate this dignified and stern young man with the aged pavilion master Lu.

She shook her head involuntarily.

She doesn't believe it.

Gongsun Yuanxuan even laughed and said, "Young man, I believe you are from Motian Pavilion, but there is no need for this."

Si Wuya shook his head and looked at Gongsun Yuanxuan as if he were looking at a pig.

He looked at Gongsun Yuanxuan from his master's point of view. It turned out that he had the identity, strength, and status to overlook others. This was the feeling.

"It's very necessary." Si Wuya said.

Gongsun Yuanxuan said:

"We have never had any grievances or enmity with Motian Pavilion. Since the two are from Motian Pavilion, why should we intervene in this matter? One more friend is better than one more enemy."

Lu Zhou finally opened his mouth and said:

"The old man has many enemies."

Tone, momentum, attitude... all in place.

Lan Xihe said, "Pavillion Lu?"

Lu Zhou walked over, standing tall and straight, turned to face Gongsun Yuanxuan, and said calmly, "Lan Xihe, I can't die yet."

In Gongsun Yuanxuan's view, this posture was somewhat suspicious.

He looked left and right, then looked outside again...

He looked solemn and extremely cautious.

Like a monkey, looking left and right, checking something.

How could Gongsun Yuanxuan willingly give up what he was about to achieve, and said, "I'll treat you as the pavilion master of Lu, do you really want to intervene in this matter?"

Luzhou said:

"It's not a meddling. It's that Lan Xihe can't die now. You can leave before the old man changes his mind."

"..."

This is probably the most arrogant tone Gongsun Yuanxuan has ever seen.

At least that's what he thinks. A truly awesome person is always low-key and never pretends to be forceful.

"Good, good, good."

Gongsun Yuanxuan said three good things and said, "Then solve it with the old rules."

He stood in the middle of the dojo again and took a stance.

It's a bit like a martial arts starter, and I don't know what he's going to do.

Lu Zhou said, "The old man's words are the rules."

"..."

Gongsun Yuanxuan felt a tightness in his chest.

After all, he is the position of the national teacher, and he is admired by all people.

Even His Majesty wouldn't talk to him like that. It's really choking and annoying.

But he endured it and said with the attitude of popular science: "Today I competed with the master of the blue tower, and luckily won one and a half moves. The Motian Pavilion wants to intervene, and I can only have one move with the master of the Lu pavilion."

"Is this what you call an old rule?" Lu Zhou said.

"Please."

Gongsun Yuanxuan's trick is excellent.

Not only can he show his own cultivation and strength, but he can also take the opportunity to win Lan Xihe. You can't give up just because someone from Motian Pavilion intervenes. It's just a discussion, and after the event, you can use the interests to win over, and there will be no white pagoda in the world.

"Why do you want to suffer?"

The voice fell.

Gongsun Yuanxuan's arms opened and closed rhythmically, the astrolabe rotated and contracted freely.

Lu Zhou paid attention to his every move, how could the astrolabe still be used like this?

Gongsun Yuanxuan moved left and right, and the talismans gradually floated out of his hands, and those talismans were like palm-sized white chalk seal script characters, exuding light.

The feet move rhythmically.

At this time, Lan Xihe reminded: "Lord Lu, be careful, the national teacher is proficient in the three disciplines of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and he is very skilled. This hand of Confucianism talisman can gather the heaven and the earth in the astrolabe, and its power is more powerful than just No big deal. This is about to demolish the White Pagoda."

The cracks caused by the previous confrontation between the two,

The repair has been completed under the closing of the special Dao pattern.

The ten thousand zhang white pagoda can stand in the world for so long, and the wind and rain will not fall down. It is all due to the pattern of the white pagoda.

In the dojo, the white character sigils already occupy half of the space.

"call out."

The sigils converge towards the astrolabe.

One after another, the character sigils flew into the astrolabe, as if entering a vortex, merging with the astrolabe.

Lu Zhou looked at him with great interest, instinctively raised his hand to the air, and put it down again, as if looking at a monkey, more like an old man playing Tai Chi, flickering left and right.

Soon, all the white character sigils were absorbed by the astrolabe...

Gongsun Yuanxuan rubbed his hands back and forth, and the astrolabe became as delicate as a small ball.

The whole process only took a few breaths, but Lu Zhou looked at it very carefully, so it seemed a little long.

...

The astrolabe turned into a ball of light that was whiter than a snowball.

Gongsun Yuanxuan said, "I deliberately slowed down this move and demonstrated it to Pavilion Master Lu... Pavilion Master, are you ready?"

"Haoran's righteousness is used like this, and it is a waste of time." Lu Zhou commented.

"Please advise."

The voice fell.

Gongsun Yuanxuan left a row of afterimages in the dojo.

He found that Luzhou didn't move, and felt a little unwilling.

After all, it is also the twelve fates, how can it be so underestimated.

Interlace palms, push forward horizontally————

Great white light.

Lu Zhou's thoughts moved slightly, and he only felt a strange feeling coming from the sea of ​​​​qi in his dantian... Suddenly there was a jam.

Play big!

call.

The light produced a storm of vitality, the wind was raging, and the lines were disordered. Lan Xihe passed by, and the space in the dojo was immediately consolidated and suppressed by Daowen.

The white light stabbed people to the point of being unable to open their eyes.

"Pavillion Lu." Lan Xihe couldn't help but speak, but unfortunately she couldn't fight anymore.

Even Gongsun Yuanxuan felt that this move was too powerful and difficult to handle, and even Lan Xi and his heyday had to be treated with caution.

The light dissipated.

Gongsun Yuanxuan closed his palms and looked forward.

"..."

Lu Zhou was still the same, standing there motionless.

I don't know what to think.

Why does the Dantian Qi Sea get stuck?

What is that uneasy feeling?

He looked at the block count, and it was 1 point less. There was almost no defensive means just now, at most it was the state of the ninth level of body quenching.

However……

Gongsun Yuanxuan was horrified, palpitated and uncomfortable.

Unscathed and unscathed?

"Where is the problem?" Gongsun Yuanxuan didn't believe it, what should be the problem.

Gongsun Yuanxuan stepped on the ground with one foot, flew back dozens of meters, and said loudly: "The effect of my potion is still there, the thousand-hand Buddha seal!"

Arms outstretched.

The astrolabe covers the whole body.

A circle of handprints appeared around the astrolabe.

The same trick as before, struck like lightning.

Lu Zhou was still thinking about the question just now, and tried to mobilize the vitality in his lower dantian. It seems to be alright...

The Thousand-hand Buddha Seal has already struck.

All of them hit Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou mobilized that little bit of vitality, almost negligible.

boom!

Countless Buddha seals descended from the sky, and below the White Pagoda, cracked and cracked again!

Gongsun Yuanxuan glared angrily, withdrew his palms and lowered his gaze.

Not moving.

"Do not!"

Gongsun Yuanxuan performed a great supernatural power, and together with the astrolabe, he ascended into the high sky of the dojo. The power of twelve fates, blooming at the same time, bang——

It's like passing through a shadow.

It penetrated the eighty-story White Pagoda.

Luzhou was as motionless as a mountain, and the wind was light and cloudless.

Gongsun Yuanxuan's heart throbbed so badly that he could even hear the thumping sound.

He began to frantically display the great supernatural powers, almost draining the potential of the whole body, every move and every style, reaching the pinnacle, containing the achievements of his thousands of years of practice. .

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are the best at all, there are about ten moves in total, and they all overwhelm the sky and attack Luzhou.

boom.

boom.

The white tower cracked and closed.

Fitted and broken.

The ground trembled, and the nearby snow-capped mountains also trembled violently, causing the avalanche to fall.

...

The most powerful tricks of more than ten tricks have all been exhausted.

Gongsun Yuanxuan's eyes became more and more like bull's eyes.

Is it really Pavilion Master Lu?

"The last move!" Gongsun Yuanxuan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it at all.

This time the trick is different from before. Before it was a one-time attack, this time it was a continuous sword gang.

Similar to the way the first character runes worked, the "Tai Chi" astrolabe was played on the spot to mobilize the sword gangs, and the dojo was quickly filled with sword gangs.

shhhhhh...

The sword gang swirled.

Gongsun Yuanxuan took a deep breath and rushed forward.

After the astrolabe above the head, the sword Gang strikes in a line.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly and said, "You have used all your strength, but this old man has not yet shot!"

The big palm is raised, and the curved arm is pushed.

Fearless print.

The azure blue Dreadnought Seal was pasted face to face.

boom!

All of Gongsun Yuanxuan's sword gangs dissipated immediately, and he was caught off guard by Lu Zhou's sudden action, and immediately flew into the air.

The power of Taixuan slammed on his face and chest like an iron block, and his face was distorted.

Gongsun Yuanxuan controlled his body, flipped in the air, and when he landed, he staggered back and groaned.

Bleeding from the corners of the mouth.

From start to finish, only one move.

A simple, unpretentious Buddhist dreadnought seal.

Gongsun Yuanxuan changed from attacking to defending, and he drew Tai Chi with his feet, giving birth to the pattern of the Taoist gate.

"I defend, you attack." Gongsun Yuanxuan said.

"It's not worth it."

I love live targets like this.

Lu Zhou's phantom flashed, and the full power of Taixuan exploded, hitting the white formation with a palm.

click.

The array of prints shattered.

Blue Gang aggressively broke through his defense fiercely, and slammed his chest with a palm.

Gongsun Yuanxuan flew out of the dojo.

Bang, even the dao patterns of the dojo couldn't stop him, and he was smashed abruptly.

Falling from the eighty-first floor.

boom!

smashed into a snowdrift.

Four legs and eight forks, face up.

Gongsun Yuanxuan looked at the white clouds in the sky... One after another, snowflakes fell, falling on his face, turning into ice water, cold... His body trembled.

PS: The last 3K word is to write him down, make up 1 more, and still owe 14, Sunday, ask for a new weekly recommendation ticket, double the monthly ticket at the end of the month.