Wudang is rich, and even the door posts are made of gold and jade.

It is rumored that the emperor has established him as the national religion and has come up to pray for blessings and prayers many times, but Wudang has not become a top charlatan. In short, it is a high-ranking existence in the world.

Sang Jue jumped out of the carriage and suddenly felt a little dazed when he saw Wudang's appearance. Although he was not as good as the Immortal Sect where she practiced, the atmosphere was a bit similar.

At least it is much better than the poor appearance of Huashan, and even the sect base is not complete. It is really miserable.

No wonder the disciples of the Huashan Sect are all so elegant and elegant, just because they are empty in their pockets, and they are walking with their swords with their sleeves.

Wudang is prosperous, with people from all kinds of people coming and going in endlessly.

Sang Jue came and reported the name of Huashan. The Wudang disciple smiled: "There is another new Huashan disciple to pay back the money for the sect. Please."

Sang Jue was amused and crying. If it weren't for the illusory world, she really didn't know how to deal with it.

In the task panel in front of her, there was a task to go to Wudang to pay homage to the head of Wudang, so she clicked and automatically found a way to go to the current head of Wudang.

The current head of Wudang is no other person, but the Wudang female hero who was dismissed by a disciple of Huashan. Sang Jue had long wanted to see it, and ran all the way to the end of finding the way, but he didn't see anyone and had to go around.

Although this is an illusory world, the characters inside seem to be real, with their own thoughts and behaviors. In addition to specific tasks, they can basically be a living character.

The path here is secluded, and traces of a path extend out of the dense bamboo forest. The bamboo poles are green and grow in clusters. They grow taller and bend their heads down the sky to cover the light.

It is deep, quiet and dark, as if no one is present.

Sang Jue was a little curious. Did she enter some amazing plot?

She turned around in the bamboo forest like a maze again. After a turn, she suddenly realized that she heard the voices.

Two disciples from other sects quietly hid behind a bush of bamboo and whispered timidly.

A woman was beautiful, with a gorgeous skirt treading on the ground, and a ribbon wrapped around her wrist. She quietly said to a burly man holding two big hammers beside her: "Brother, are you sure you can see the head of Wudang practicing sword today?"

"The internal news is absolutely accurate. The head of Wudang is Leng Ruoxue. He is so beautiful, he is very fierce. We may die later." The man rubbed his hands and smiled very despicable, looking like he died under a peony flower and was romantic even if he was a ghost.

Unexpectedly, the woman was like this, holding her face and fantasizing about how beautiful it was: "I remember seeing a super beautiful fairy, as if she was dreaming. Could it be that she met the fate of the head of Wudang? I will give her all the gems on her body later. If one day the intimacy is full, I will take her away, haha...uh..."

The man and the woman were still fantasizing there, a white sword light suddenly attacked, and they pierced the two of them one after another, and then turned into white light and died and the resurrection point.

Sang Jue was frightened to see behind. It was not the first time she saw people in this world die, but she occasionally saw some fools in the sect flying into a white light. After a while, those fools continued to do so until they couldn't die.

And this time, he was actually killed!

In the world, if you accidentally cause a disaster of killing, Sang Jue finally felt a little bit of murderous intention.

It seemed that there was a movement from there, and Sang Jue immediately flew over the bamboo pole, and his feet stomped on the bamboo pole and his breath disappeared.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a woman holding a sharp sword walked out quietly, her white dress swaying on the ground, her black hair was tied with a crown. Her cold temperament and stunning face were clearly Leng Ruoxue, the current head of Wudang.

It makes people fall into an ice cellar. It is like a fairy made of ice sculptures, with the momentum of green pine and strong bamboo, which can be viewed from afar but not played with.

"Come out!" Leng Ruoxue's tone was as cold as her appearance, and she was a sword towards the place where no one was.

Several gray figures emerged like ghosts. Their bodies were covered with cloth and only had a pair of deep eyes. They surrounded Leng Ruoxue with malicious intentions.

"Gaga, Wudang leader, you have rejected us from several invitations by the King of Heaven. Now, we have to offend us." No one said anything, and the gray shadows made a sound.

Leng Ruoxue was not afraid at all and smiled coldly: "What is the King of Heaven? Is he a fool like the one I killed just now with two hammers?"

"Leng Ruoxue, don't toast or eat and punish the wine. The situation in the world is changing. As long as you and I join forces, you can win the world. At that time, you will be the queen and I will be the emperor. Work together and win-win, which is no better than being a mere martial arts leader."

Another sound was made in the gray figure. This time, Sang Jue saw it clearly. It turned out to be a small insect hidden beside those people's necks, which was probably equivalent to the effect of a sound cylinder, which means that the king could see the current scene.

Leng Ruoxue refused to say anything when he heard this: "What is the emperor and the empress? If the king wants to dominate the world and go to find others, why bother to find me, an old woman who ignores the world, get out!"

With a command, cold lights came from the tip of Leng Ruoxue's sword. She turned around and danced. The sword light drew the crescent moon and instantly killed the gray figures to the ground.

"Leng Ruoxue, your beauty has made both emperors tempted. Why should you be humble? Today is my recklessness, come and visit you again tomorrow." The voice sounded in the bamboo forest. When Leng Ruoxue found the strange sound-transmitting little insect, the little insect had already exploded automatically.

Sang Jue hid on his head and patted his chest, and another group of people died. Leng Ruoxue was really a bit fierce.

In addition, she found that the two men had turned into white light and disappeared when they died, while the bodies of these people were still there, obviously waiting for someone to touch the corpse, and there was something good to fall off.

Sang Jue thought about his sect being so poor, thinking about whether he would sneak up later. If he took out a good thing and sold it, he would pay it back more.

Xingguan, who had been silent, was so funny that she thought so: "Sang Jue, this is a virtual world, and the people and things in it are not real. The debt is a setting. It is hard to pay it back. Instead of giving it to the sect, it is better to keep it. It may be of great use."

"Well, we are looking for your right hand, we must not forget." Sang Jue decided to concentrate on the world while not forgetting to find a Taoist partner with his right hand.

She was a little puzzled: "Where is your right hand?"

"I'm deducing. If you go to all major sects and do the entire game plot, you may find clues." Xing Guan recalled the characteristics of his body and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Maybe the last boss is my right hand."

"Is it the ambitious king just now?" Sang Jue didn't want to guess like this at all. The king just now sounded very bad. Such a right hand should be a thug.

"It must not be a vulgar character like the King of Heaven. Hey, Leng Ruoxue is gone, the corpse below is about to be refreshed, go and touch it." Xingguan urged, since he wanted to play games, he had to have money and equipment. The head of Wudang himself must be a high-level monster and had good things.
Chapter completed!