Ran Xiaoxiao's words are not without reason. It can be said that if Wudang Mountain knew that the current human emperor in Jiuzhou was now crowded on the mountain road and planned to compete for the first incense, Wudang Mountain would be in a mess in an instant.

This is not the scene Chang Xi hopes to see.

You should know that the Human Emperor has always been worshipped by Kunlun and Ran Xiaoxiao, who was able to fight with Chang Xi for several rounds back then, now sees him again. His respectful expression is definitely from the bottom of his heart.

Snowflakes fell in the sky. Although Chang Xi did not hold an umbrella, there was no snowflake on his shoulders and head. It was not that he opened his sword energy to protect his body, but that Xin Tong and Qing Xuan each held half of the umbrella for him. In the snow scene of the mountain road, the two umbrellas supported a warmth.

The mountain road under Zixiao Palace winds for more than ten miles, which is no less than hard work for ordinary mortals, not to mention that there are many old people in the army of pilgrims who come to burn incense thousands of miles away, and their feet are weak. They have to take a few steps to rest, and the speed of the team becomes slower and slower.

When the first bell of the New Year sounded in front of Zixiao Palace, everyone knew that the incense was no longer the fate of them, but the spirit of the pilgrims did not decrease much. After all, everyone knew that the incense was only one, and if you couldn't grab it, it was fate.

Chang Xi looked up at Zixiao Palace, where there was a faint smoke rising, and realized that his party had only walked less than halfway. Fortunately, there was a pavilion next to the mountain road for pilgrims to rest. Yun Lan, who was walking in the front, called everyone to rest in the pavilion.

Chang Xi stopped and looked into the distance. The mountains and rivers in the night were no different from the daylight. For some reason, he looked at every glance very seriously.

Ran Xiaoxiao and several other women quickly got into a group. Yun Lan and Yun Mo two senior brothers stood side by side with Chang Xi. Yun Lan seemed to see something from Chang Xi's eyes and said, "But are you thinking about that brother Tianhe sacrificed himself to fill the laws of heaven and earth?"

Chang Xi closed his eyes gently, which was the default.

Yun Lan sighed: "Immortals are like us. In the fairy world, there are rats who are afraid of life and death, and there will naturally be heroes who understand the righteousness. If Brother Tianhe did not sacrifice his life to complete the incomplete laws of heaven and earth, it is likely that as he said, the human world will lose."

Yun Mo, who was perfectly restrained with demonic energy, leaned against the railing and nodded: "There are many classics in the Demon Realm Palace that also pointed out that the Demon Ancestor had achieved the cultivation level of entering the holy realm for a long time ago. Over the years, he seemed to have tried countless times to break through the shackles of the third step and achieve the unmatched fourth step!"

Yun Lan said solemnly: "The Jade Soul God General and the Emperor of Fengdu are not only able to enter the holy realm."

Yun Mo asked, "Junior brother, what kind of cultivation are you now?"

"Entering the mid-stage of the Holy Realm." Chang Xi spread his palm in front of him and said softly: "To become a human queen, I am equivalent to the incarnation of Jiuzhou in a sense. The upper limit of the laws of heaven and earth in the human world is the upper limit of my realm. The supreme origin of the dragon clan in my body has been fully activated when I reach the Shenyou Realm, so I hardly need to meditate or meditate, and my cultivation will rise by myself."

"With the cultivation level of the mid-stage entry of the holy realm, coupled with our local combat advantages, it is not impossible to defeat the Demon Ancestor!" Yun Mo immediately smiled and said.

Chang Xi quietly looked at the mountains and rivers in the night and said with great firmness: "The reason why we can get to this point is because the sacrifices of countless people have lifted us up little by little. We cannot let their hopes down, and we must not be slaughtered!"

"No matter who wants to destroy Jiuzhou, I will definitely destroy him!"

Yun Lan reached out and pushed away the wind and snow in front of her, nodded and said solemnly: "We will fight for them that they cannot win."

Yun Mo stretched out his hand, "No matter what kind of difficulties, we brothers will bear them together!"

In the pavilion, three hands overlapped together, and the movements were light but solemn.

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After the crowds of climbers were no longer surging, Chang Xi and his party walked up the mountain road again. It was already dawn and the team was moving much faster. This time, it took only half an hour to reach the huge incense tripod in front of Zixiao Palace.

Chang Xi and his party took the incense handed over by the young Taoist priest, lit it, holding the incense on their foreheads, with a solemn expression. At this moment, countless pilgrims suddenly exclaimed, because they saw the statue of Emperor Zhenwu who was looking away with a sword on the cliff in the distance, and at this moment, dazzling golden lights burst out at this moment, as if a miracle was coming!

When countless Taoist priests and real people on Wudang Mountain saw this scene, they burst into tears and knelt down and bowed to the emperor. When the pilgrims saw such a spectacle that had never been seen in a century, they knelt down without caring about it.

Chang Xi, who was already the Human Emperor, inserted the incense into the cauldron, and a strand of human emperor's luck that was invisible to the naked eye floated towards the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. Many pilgrims only felt that Emperor Zhenwu seemed to have lived a real life for a moment, and actually looked at Zixiao Palace and bent down to bow?

Chang Xi's mouth was warm. If he hadn't come to earth to the Gongshu clan tomb in Tengzhou City, he would not have come to this day if it weren't for the Zhenwu Emperor and the first Tianshi from Longhu Mountain descending to earth.

It is precisely because of the cause of that year that the fruit that appears.

After burning incense, the sun rose and the sky was bright, but many pilgrims did not leave because they had to take a look at the morning class of the Wudang Taoist priests.

The scene of hundreds of Taoist priests practicing Tai Chi in front of Zixiao Palace is definitely not seen anywhere else. Moreover, Wudang never hides the Tai Chi method, and also avoids mortals and monks. As long as you can understand it, anyone can learn it.

As expected, after a few morning bells, thousands of Taoist priests stood in the square in front of Zixiao Palace and began to practice Tai Chi. Tens of thousands of pilgrims looked around the square without any crowding. At this moment, they were no longer eye-catching outsiders, and they could see that Tai Chi was indeed as rumored by the outside world. They felt comfortable all over after just a few glances.

Tai Chi movements are quiet and peaceful, and there is no other martial arts to make a sharp sound that breaks through the air. It is as round and free as a gurgling water, and it emphasizes the silence of moistening things.

Yun Lan exclaimed: "What a true Tai Chi meaning that flows through the flowing water is worth this trip."

Many pilgrims followed the Taoist priests to imitate, but they were all twisted and twisted. Even martial arts masters with some basic skills could not get the true meaning. At this time, an old real person with fairy spirit and Taoism walked out of the array and began to carefully guide the pilgrims' movements.

Chang Xi whispered in the ears of the two wives: "This old real person is Wang Chonglou, who has taken over the position of the head of Wudang Mountain since Zhang Sanfeng. Wang." After that, Chang Xi looked at the Wudang Taoist priests who remembered every move, and he smiled with relief.

Wang Chonglou, who pointed out the actions of the pilgrims, saw Chang Xi. For some reason, he always felt that this person seemed familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was, so he walked over quickly.

Xin Tong behind her hit Chang Xi's waist and smiled and said, "I want to see you punch."

Chang Xi turned his head and looked at Qingxuan, who also looked hopeful.

He smiled and took the lead in meeting with Chief Wang. The latter was slightly stunned and watched Chang Xi walk to the front of the Tai Chi array, and then followed him and stood next to Chang Xi.

The two of them made a move, and their movements were exactly the same, with the true meaning complete, as if they were helped by God.

Not only the pilgrims around him widened their eyes, but even the Taoist priests in the array were surprised. Who was this person? Why could he practice the Tai Chi technique passed down by his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng to such a perfect state?

Many cultivators in the crowd carefully showed Chang Xi's face, and suddenly someone looked unbelievable, but after repeated confirmation, the man slowly knelt down on his knees.

More and more immortal cultivators recognize Chang Xi’s identity, and more and more worship them.

Wang Chonglou finally recalled who the person next to him was at this moment, and tears burst out from his eyes wet his clothes.

Chang Xi entered a state of transcendence. Every time he swung his palm, he had a trace of luck to support Wudang Mountain, which could protect Wudang's future luck to rise straight up.
Chapter completed!