Repugnant Gateway

Tang Mutang's height is shorter than Anzheng's, and also slightly thinner. The whole person looks gentle and not dark. Many people who have a bookish or gentle temperament actually have some shadows hidden in them. But Tang Mutang did not, and it looked clean and fresh.

He said that my left hand opened the door to illusion. My right hand opened, and it was the Tangmen hidden weapon.

Practitioners in this world, but the number of practitioners is definitely a minority. Therefore, those who cannot practice also have their own rivers and lakes, which practitioners call Fanwu Rivers and Lakes. One thing is certain, whether it is the rivers and lakes of the practitioners or the Fanwu rivers and lakes, the Tangmen hidden weapons are famous and frightening. Legend has it that in the southern area of ​​Daxi, as long as the word Tangmen is mentioned, many people's faces can be discolored.

The most terrifying thing about Tang Men is ... unity.

Whether it is a sect, a college, or a family, once the scale is large, the internal will inevitably be intrigued. Tangmen is naturally no exception, but as long as it involves foreign affairs, Tangmen will definitely focus on it. In other words, people in their own families don't care about the wrong, but as long as they work with outsiders, they immediately put down their prejudices or even hatred.

An Zheng remembered hearing a rumor that the eldest son of the Tang family and the youngest brother Jiu Gongzi were at odds. Nine sons never give face to grandson, even in the face of the older generation of Tang family. But once again something happened to the Tang family's grandson, and the Tang family's grandson went out to seek justice. Nine sons were playing outside. After hearing that Pegasus arrived, he assisted him to fight the falling flowers, then he hummed towards him, glared and turned away.

The scene was slightly more fun, and Tang Jiu Gongzi was slightly cute.

Tang Mutang is a descendant of the Tang family, and An Zheng does not know. But for the Tang family, An Zheng always pays homage.

But the greatest respect for his opponent is to face his opponent squarely and go all out in the competition.

Tang Mutang withdrew backwards, retreated to the edge of the side of the contest, and then watched An Zheng seriously said two words: "Be careful."

Then his left hand was raised, and An Zheng immediately felt like a flower in front of him.

In fact, An Zheng didn't care much about illusion. Before that, An Zheng felt that all illusions depended only on confusing people with unsteady minds. However, the moment Tang Mutang raised his left hand, An Zheng knew that his prejudice against illusion was too great. Tang Mutang did not have any speculations or tricks, nor did he have any barriers to his eyes. He simply raised his left hand. And Anzheng determined that he was a person who was firm in mind and perseverance. However, at the moment when Tang Mutang's left hand was raised, Anzheng still fell into illusion.

An Zheng didn't know why ... Someone once said that the so-called illusion deceives people's eyes. As long as the eyes don't look at it, then there is no illusion at all. However, An Zheng is very certain that even if he closes his eyes now, his mind is still in illusion. Knowing that this is illusion, but it can not be avoided.

A peach tree appeared in front of Anzheng, a peach tree that looked very old. When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he thought he should be climbing a mountain. Yes, he thought he should be climbing a mountain. He kept telling himself that this was the scene in illusion, but he couldn't stop himself from entering it.

There was still a clear sense of fatigue, as if it had finally reached the summit after climbing for a long time.

That peach tree is at the highest point of this vast mountain, where there is a flat ground. I don't know why there is such a place on the Wancheng Mountain that seems to be flattened out by man, about 100 meters round. On the flat ground there is a hut with a wooden fence outside. The peach tree, which looks very old, is in this small courtyard and looks bigger than the hut.

The trunk of the peach tree is like a dragon, thick and full of explosive power. The branch that looked out of the air seemed to be a light arrow blasted from Qiulong, and it had the power to cross the ages.

When An Zheng saw the peach tree, he felt a salute.

There was an irresistible impulse on the peach tree to worship and worship, as if the peach tree recorded what ancient past, vicissitudes and solemnity. Each branch of the peach tree is like an arrow, which makes the shape of the peach tree look weird, but it just gives people a reasonable feeling.

What a peach tree, a great momentum on the peach tree.

The door of the hut was pushed away from the inside with a creak, and a man in a black and white robe walked slowly out of the hut. The man smiled when he saw Anzheng, as if expecting Anzheng to come, there would be no hostility in his eyes, only nostalgia.

"finally come."

The man pointed at the contention and the old peach tree in the courtyard: "Just as I finally got it."

An Zheng's heart was shocked!

Feng Xiuyang, Feng Xiuyang who trades his life for peach life. It's just that Feng Xiu has failed. He underestimated the Taoists on the Wuxi Mountain of Daxi and the pride of the peach tree. Therefore, he could only flee and go to the Western Regions to find a piece of dead peach tree branch as his destiny, so that he could barely die. So at the moment when Feng Xiuyang was seen, An Zheng suddenly understood that the old peach tree was the peach tree that had not died for three thousand years on Wudang Mountain.

"Why is that you?"

An Zheng couldn't help asking.

Feng Xiu said: "Maybe you don't even know that I am so important in your heart. You will have many opponents in your life, but in your subconscious, you think I am your biggest opponent. Maybe even I do n’t understand why you think so, but this is exactly a kind of affirmation to me. "

An Zheng: "You are not real, I know I am talking to myself, you do not exist. This is just a fantasy, any environment has flaws."

Feng Xiuyang shrugged his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you think, it doesn't matter. Even if it's an illusion, it's your illusion instead of mine. It's me in your heart, not you in my heart."

An Zheng didn't understand why Feng Xiuyang appeared, saying such things. Is it true that Feng Xiuyang is his biggest opponent in his heart? However, Feng Xiuyang was not strong. When he was in Yan Guo, An Zheng was able to defeat him. Later, when he was in the Western Regions, An Zheng was sure to defeat him. It stands to reason that Feng Xiuyang would not be so valued, especially Feng Xiu. After raising a piece of dead wood for life, this should not be the case.

"Look, this is my peach tree."

Feng Xiuyang pointed to the peach tree and said, "The peach tree is me, and I am the peach tree. This peach tree absorbs the essence of Dao Zong for three thousand years, and there are Dao fruits everywhere. The peach tree is me, my life is peach tree, Then these fruits are my fruits, now do you know why I want this old peach tree so much? "

An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a kind of domination.

The peach tree was in Wudang Mountain for three thousand years, and it heard the sound of Tao and ended its fruit. Feng Xiuyang knew that he was in a place like the Dojo of the Kingdom of the Yang State, and eventually it was difficult to achieve a positive result, so he thought of such a tricky way. He exchanged his life for the life of a peach tree, so that the Taoist fruit of this peach tree for three thousand years is his. He doesn't need to practice at all to enjoy three thousand years of cultivation.

An Zheng was shocked, maybe this is why he used Feng Xiuyang as his opponent?

An Zheng began to regret that he should not save him when he was in the Western Regions.

"Are you doubting yourself?"

Feng Xiuyang laughed: "Seeing your expression, I know you are doubting yourself. Don't you know that this is an illusion, why do you doubt yourself?"

Feng Xiuyang raised his hands: "Because you start to be confused, you start to be serious."

At the moment when his hands were raised, a tree was growing with green leaves.

In spring, the peach tree leaves. Then again in a trance, a peach blossomed.

On the day of midsummer, the peach blossoms fell like rain.

The peach blossoms full of trees were all draped by the wind, and the peach blossoms spread like rain. Anzheng's body is surrounded by flying petals and an intoxicating floral fragrance.

With a puff, An Zheng felt a pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that a peach blossom pierced his left arm. Immediately following the peach blossom red that looked extremely gorgeous, the peach petals seemed to be indestructible, and the torrential rain was rushing towards the security. An Zheng wanted to dodge, but at this moment his body seemed to have lost control, and he could not move at all.

Instead of being able to move, the cultivation force in the body lost its trace instantly, without a trace. An Zheng wanted to rely on his own body to block the peach blossom petals, but his body didn't know why he lost the solidity of the past. Even after being quenched by the purple fire, Tianlei's baptized body could not stop the peach blossom rain. Anzheng's body was pierced through a hundred holes in an instant, and countless peach petals twirled and cut into his flesh, and then pierced out, transparent one by one.

The blood and the peach petals are mixed together and look so poignant. When the petals pierce through An Zheng's flesh and fly out, a blood line will come out. It seems that the body is nostalgic and reluctant to the peach blossoms, reaching out to keep it.

This picture seems to be frozen, with a violent and **** beauty. Then the picture suddenly accelerated, countless peach blossoms exploded from An Zheng's body, blood lines one by one, looked so terrifying.

An Zheng felt that his body had been shredded, and his power disappeared in an instant. Not just strength, but vitality. He stared at the peach blossoms, and watched his blood flying out of the sky, and watched Feng Xiuyang standing on the steps and smiling like the peach blossoms. An Zheng felt that he could no longer stand, his knees began to soften, and he couldn't help but want to fall forward.

At this moment Feng Xiuyang's mouth evoked a smug smile, which was the winner's gesture.

But at this moment, I didn't know there was a sound of a long sword coming from there. The sound was like nine days of shock, and the sound of thunder was like thunder. There is no sound, more obsessed than the sound of the long sword leaving the scabbard.

That was Anzheng's sword, but Anzheng didn't pull the sword. He was still standing there, as if blood was still flying around him.

But An Zheng was also laughing, the smile was more splendid than Feng Xiuyang.

"Thank you for this illusion, I saw the answer I always wanted to find but couldn't get it. Thanks for this illusion, if I don't fall deeper, I can't see anything hidden in my heart."

After Jianming, the flowers are gone!

An Zheng stretched out his right hand, **** and index finger together, **** forward: "Since you say this is something in my heart, how can you really be deceived and controlled by you in my heart?"

Poof, a long sword didn't know where it came from, and stabbed in Feng Xiuyang's back, stab it out of his heart.

Feng Xiu fell down, and his face was not reconciled.

An Zheng closed his hand and then exclaimed very seriously: "Awesome hidden weapon, amazing illusion."

In the competition field, the peach blossom-like hidden weapon fell to the ground, and none of them stabbed in contention. Everyone didn't understand what was happening, just heard the sound of a long sword coming out of the sheath, and then the dark weapon fell to the ground, and then Tang Mutang slowly squatted down with a blushing face and gasped.