Xiao Hei flew out.

Turning over and getting up, Xiao Hei stared at this 'person' fiercely, and whimpered in his throat.

then……

Turn around and run.

It definitely can't beat the opponent.

But, it's okay.

It also has an owner.

Its owner will definitely be able to beat this skeleton monster, and its owner will definitely teach the other party a severe lesson. It must let the other party know that what it means to beat a dog depends on the owner.

Xiao Hei ran away.

The 'monk' did not give chase.

Instead, walk slowly.

When this 'monk' appeared in the sight of Goethe, Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi, the old monk and the old Taoist were shocked, and incredulity appeared in their eyes.

"Barda?!"

"How could he still be alive?"

The old monk exclaimed.

"Alive?"

"It doesn't look like it's alive, it's just a 'monster' spawned by sorcery... This bastard Zhao Shan really prepared a big surprise for us."

The old Taoist had a serious face, and his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified.

"But such a sorcery...how is it possible?"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, a little puzzled.

"How is it impossible?"

"After all, it is also a 200-year dynasty, and it took advantage of the 'natural disaster' to steal the foundation of the previous dynasty. You must know that the previous dynasty has accumulated too many secrets."

"In that Suolongjing alone, there are at least thirteen treasures."

"Not to mention the 'Dragon Slaying Sword' that the one used."

The old Taoist snorted coldly, with a cold murderous look in his eyes.

'Taiyi Mountain' has been enshrined by the dynasty before that dynasty.

The situation that year was completely unexpected.

A year ago, it was just mange.

A year later, it swept the world.

And what about the dynasty at that time?

Still fighting.

Constant infighting.

Everyone knows that internal strife will only destroy the country.

But that group of people is, even if the country is subjugated, they will fight among themselves.

At that time, the "Taiyi Mountain" was deeply enshrined. While the head teacher felt helpless, knowing that there was no way to return to heaven, he also chose to be worthy of his own way, leading the then "Taiyi Seven Sons" down the mountain to perform assassination.

Assassinate 11 opposing generals.

Even the regent king who was in charge of the opposing army was beheaded by the head teacher.

But what's the use?

The seven sons of Taiyi were all killed in battle.

The head teacher was even chopped into meat.

And 'Taiyi Mountain'?

After learning that the head teacher and the seven uncles and uncles died in battle, they directly sealed up the classics and secret biography in the back mountain, leaving seven Taoist boys as fire seeds, and all went down the mountain with their swords on their backs.

That year, Taiyi Mountain was full of plains.

That year, at the foot of Mount Taiyi, blood spattered five steps.

later?

Mount Taiyi was set on fire for seven days.

Of the seven Taoist boys left behind, the two biggest used their bodies as bait to lure away the pursuers of Soushan, entered Taiyi Jue Valley, and detonated the explosives in the valley.

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Then, the two deputy chiefs led another wave of pursuers into Taiyi's demon-suppressing tower, activated the mechanism, and led five hundred pursuers to Huangquan.

The youngest three survived.

One of them is Ling Xiaozi's master.

New and old grudges, Ling Xiaozi reversed the floating dust, drew out his sword and was about to attack, but was stopped by the old monk.

Something is wrong!

very wrong!

The old monk instinctively felt something was wrong.

But what's wrong, I can't tell.

And at this time-

"Barda?"

"Is that the Barda I know?"

Goethe asked.

"Well, that's the guy."

The old Taoist nodded.

Every dynasty has a patron saint-like existence.

Even if the dynasty has fallen, it remains the same.

Even, at some point, such a patron saint is stronger.

That's what Balda is.

As the last guardian of the dynasty, before Zhao Jingjue was born, he possessed power beyond ordinary people, and people even praised him for having supernatural powers.

It was also the existence of the other party that allowed the former dynasty to continue to live under the continuous 'disasters'.

Until Zhao Jingjue appeared.

At that time, Zhao Jingjue was just a fledgling, but he chose to challenge Balda, who was the national teacher at that time.

And, win!

Although it was only a tragic victory, a win is a win.

Afterwards, while avoiding the pursuit of the previous dynasty, he began to "buy the world (species) of martial arts".

It can be said that one of the most important reasons why Zhao Jingjue was called the "Sage of Martial Arts" was because he defeated Balda, who was the former national teacher at that time.

"Yes."

"This is it."

"But...he at that time shouldn't be as strong as he is now."

The old monk frowned.

Is Badal strong?

It was extremely strong back then, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was number one in the world, but that was before.

Now?

The emergence of secret martial arts has already broken all this.

Many people think that any fighter who has mastered the 'Absolute Domain' can hang Badal up and fight, but the old monk can be sure, let alone the 'Absolute Domain'.

Even if you have the 'power of the universe', you may not necessarily win against Badal.

The opponent is not strong.

It's kind of... weird!

That's right, it's weird!

The old monk looked at each other and always felt that the other party was 'kind'!

it's out of the question!

The two sides are enemies, how can it be 'kind'?

It's almost the same as saying it's immortal.

The old Taoist frowned and observed, trying to see some clues, he kept counting with the palms hidden under the sleeves of his robes.

And that Badal finally found his target.

"It's you!"

Badal looked at Goethe from a distance, and after a slightly stern voice, he just 'flyed' over.

Or to be more precise: lingkongxudu.

"Walking empty!"

The old monk let out a low cry.

The reason why Badar is considered to have supernatural powers is due to his 'Kavana'. After all, human beings' desire to leave the ground and fly freely has long become an obsession.

Badar was fleeting.

Appearing above Goethe's head, he struck down with one palm.

The wind of the palm is sharp, like a dragon singing and an elephant singing.

The shadow of the palm is like a shadow, constantly zooming in on people's field of vision, as if to block out the sky and the sun.

"Be careful, it's Dragon Elephant Wisdom and Mahamudra!"

The old Taoist reminded, the black and white qi in his hands swirled to form a Tai Chi diagram, which was blocked above his head.

And Badar is spinning in the air.

It was obviously a slap to the head, but it easily turned into a slap around the back.

More importantly, there is no stagnation.

As if everything is going with the flow.

And this palm was still aimed at Goethe.

The old monk clasped his hands together, his whole body shone with golden light, and he stood behind him.

clang!

This palm hit the old monk's chest.

The huge force made the old monk back three steps in a row.

The special strength made the old monk frown slightly.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu and Mahamudra are really well-deserved reputations. Please accept the palm of the little monk from the national teacher."

As the old monk said this, he shook his whole body and struck out with a palm.

This palm hides energy in Sumeru, its strength is as strong as a mountain.

More importantly, the power of this palm will not weaken from the moment it is struck, but will become stronger and stronger until the palm is printed on the opponent.

Sumeru Mountain Palm!

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