"The next generation...the inheritor!"

As soon as the words came out, Long Jin and the other four were stunned.

Especially Ning Tao, who looked completely confused and dumbfounded. When did he have this identity?

Xiaoyao Immortal frowned, and in the misty clouds, he hesitated and said: "This is not enough to sway me. Show me enough evidence to make me believe you first."

"evidence!"

Elder Hong and the five or six people behind him looked at each other, thought for a moment, pondered, and frowned slightly.

to be honest.

He was moved when he saw the Tai Chi.

With his strength and vision, he can naturally see different things. It is definitely the most authentic inheritance, although it is mixed with other things.

But its essence is definitely authentic Tai Chi.

But if you say this, it will definitely not be enough to convince them, let alone Mr. Xiaoyao, but if you have to provide enough evidence, they... don't have it either.

This is embarrassing.

Four eyes stared at each other, staring at Elder Hong and others, laughing incessantly, with cold sweat breaking out.

Long Jin was thoughtful. He was very familiar with the secular affairs of both worlds. If the Tai Chi Bagua Sect could produce some evidence, he would have some confidence in believing it.

For example, with his Xiaoyao Sword Qi, one only needs to take a quick look at Xiaoyao Sect to determine that he is its descendant.

Ning Tao pondered.

He was also dubious in his heart. Suddenly an old man came over and pulled him and said he was the inheritor. He felt a little strange in his heart. Although he was very concerned about Tai Chi, the scope was very broad and he could not be credulous.

"snort!"

"Are you speechless? You feel guilty and you are still mute. Do you want me to force you to do this?"

"Tell me, what exactly are you going to do to Ning Tao? What's your purpose? Are you interested in his talent, or do you want to use him for something?"

Xiaoyaoxian held the ancient sword coldly.

In an instant, the sword energy was like a sea.

Countless flowing air forms a dense sword energy, which is extremely sharp and can cut space and divide the sky.

This method has reached the point where everything is a sword.

A grass can be a sword, a grain of dust can be a sword, a drop of water can be a sword, even a wisp of Qi can be a sword. As long as you have the heart of a sword, anything can be a sword.

so.

The ancient sword in his hand actually only has a scabbard, but once the sword is drawn, it is at full strength.

Elder Hong and the other six people had numb scalps and chills all over. They felt like they had been stabbed by countless sharp swords and would be cut into pieces if they moved. Especially, they felt a cold feeling on their necks, as if they were being rubbed by an invisible blade.

"Gulu...Gulu...!"

"Master Xiaoyao, wait... wait, evidence, evidence, by the way, is your master's surname Zhang?"

Elder Hong seemed to be thinking of something. He hurriedly exclaimed, "Zhang...?"

Everyone looked at Ning Tao, but Long Jin shook his head dumbly. His master was Wuchenzi, and everyone in China knew this.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my senior. My master... is not named Zhang."

"This...how is this possible?" Elder Hong's face turned pale with anxiety, and he was filled with anxiety but could not spit it out.

The man with the ancient sword flicked the ancient sword and said coldly: "The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, what else do you want to say? I never thought that the Tai Chi Bagua Sect, which you have always been honest with, would actually do such a little trick."

"Everyone has his arm cut off as punishment."

"Wait... wait, we were wronged. Senior, listen to our explanation. This... this is a misunderstanding..." Elder Hong was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and stammered.

But just when the man with the ancient sword pretended to take action, Ning Tao suddenly said strangely: "Although my master is not named Zhang, my ancestor of the Wudang Sect is named Zhang."

As soon as the words came out, Long Jin was stunned.

A character from the past suddenly came to mind. Could it be that he was talking about... Wudang Zhang Sanfeng?

As for the Wudang ancestor, because of the long history, many people have forgotten his real name. His surname is not Zhang. Even Long Jin does not know about it. I am afraid that only old Hongmeng figures such as Mo Lao and Zhou Lao can remember it.

When Elder Hong heard this, his eyes lit up and he was suddenly excited. He ignored the threat of the sword energy and rushed to Ning Tao's side, tremblingly saying: "He...is he nicknamed Mr. Zhang? He is very tall... "

"Well……?"

Ning Tao was moved when he saw that he was covered in blood.

Being able to ignore the risk of his life and only consult on this issue obviously puts it first. When he thinks of this, the vigilance in his eyes becomes much less.

What's more, Senior Xiaoyaoxian is right next to him.

He immediately smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, what you are talking about happened in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse. I don't know about Mr. Zhang, but the founder of my sect is named Zhang and named Sanfeng. He has learned Tai Chi and is a strange man."

"The year of the monkey and the month of the horse..."

Elder Hong slapped his head and smiled bitterly. He had actually forgotten about the "Zongzu" incident.

The world of all spirits is close to drying up, and there should be very few practitioners appearing. Master Zhang must have died long ago. As for the person named Zhang Sanfeng, those three characters moved his face. He is definitely of Master Zhang's lineage.

He immediately gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, little friend Ning. I'll give it a try using my secret technique and you'll know."

After saying that, he punched him in the chest.

A mouthful of essence and blood was forcefully forced into his throat, and a Yin-Yang diagram appeared all over his body, one black and one white, containing the four images, the Bagua, and the Nine Palaces. Under the influence of this essence, it was born to the extreme.

At first glance, it seems to be real.

"Dang Dang...!" Like a Taoist bell ringing, the sound is deafening.

Ning Tao was stunned as he listened. There was only this voice left in his mind, as if there was a sprout inside his body, struggling to break through the ground and gush out.

He didn't stop it and just let it explode.

"Boom boom...!"

A violent roar came out, and in an instant, a more vast and shocking diagram of the Yin and Yang Dao unfolded. The heaven and earth are Yin and Yang, the four divine beasts are the four images, the Eight Diagrams divine secrets, and the Nine Palaces are separated from the fire...

"Dangdang...!"

"Boom boom...!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, one small and one big, no matter how they looked at it, they felt that Ning Tao was more authentic and shocking.

this……?

Elder Hong was stunned. This was a resonance, and anyone who practiced Tai Chi Dao Yun would resonate with it.

The five people behind him also resonated with each other, but his movement was far less than that of him, and he was not even one-tenth as good as Ning Tao. He was more like Zhengzong.

"That's right, this mark cannot be faked. You are a member of Master Zhang's lineage and a descendant of my Tai Chi Bagua Sect." Elder Hong held Ning Tao's hand excitedly, his eyes moist.

Because the meaning is so important.

Ning Tao was dumbfounded and looked helplessly at Senior Xiaoyao, Long Jin, and Man Gu.

But several people shrugged, not knowing whether he believed it or not. Anyway, they already believed it in their hearts.

"By the way, little friend Ning, there is something I want you to agree to. Please come back to the sect and recognize your ancestors. This is the biggest wish of my Tai Chi Bagua Sect," Elder Hong prayed with sincerity.

Long Jin's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he suggested: "Boy, I think this method is feasible. Tai Chi Bagua Sect is suitable for you. If you practice there, you will be equivalent to a sword cultivator entering Xiaoyao Sect."

"That should be the inheritance place of Wudang, one of the nineteen sects. Its heritage is extremely profound!"

Seeing his disciple speaking like this, Xiaoyao Xian turned over his hand and took out a sword talisman. He smiled lightly and said: "If you want to go, little guy, feel free to go. This sword talisman has the power of my sword. Once it is activated, I can do something." induction."

"If someone wants to harm you then, haha, I will go there myself!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Hong quickly waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, sir, it will never happen."

When Ning Tao saw this, he was already ready to move. He immediately took the sword talisman and said respectfully: "Thank you, Senior Xiaoyao. I have decided to go and take a look first..."

And when the decision was made here.

Xuanyin Sect, sitting cross-legged on a black river, is a beautiful figure cultivating. She is extremely elegant, with black hair like a waterfall, a face that is very soft, and her pupils are like black gems.
Chapter completed!