The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 145: There used to be a mountain.

There used to be a mountain called Wudang.

There is a peak on the mountain called the lotus. There used to be a young Taoist priest who wanted to go down the mountain but did not dare to go down the mountain. His name was Hong Xixiang. It's just that after the young head teacher went down and returned to the mountain, he heard that he left the world.

Then the younger new head teacher, Li Yufu, brought back a childish child with aura of brows and eyes, and his name was Yu Fu. About Mo is the mother and father who hopes that this child can save some blessing every year. If the poor want to live a long and stable life, it is nothing more than a word of surplus.

The Lantern Festival is a big festival. In order to welcome the Lantern Festival in the second year of Xiangfu, Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain, regardless of their seniority, are chopping bamboo to make bamboo lanterns, and then paste them on rice paper. They are the highest generations of Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui. Da Zhenren is no exception. Unfortunately, Song Zhiming, the oldest ancestor on the mountain, passed away last year. The Junior Brother is still alive, so he can make a few real good pills. In the month before the old man died, he often saw Uncle Song Zu standing at the gate of the Great Lotus Peak, looking towards the foot of the mountain, and knew that he was waiting for the teacher's nephew without asking. Wudang started from Huang Manshan, the master of the old real man, went to the big brother Wang Chonglou, then to the younger brother Hong Xixiang, and finally to the contemporary teacher Li Yufu. Song Zhiming has survived two Jiazi, except for the paintings of the ancestors. After the four Wudang masters, they walked very peacefully. The older generation of real people is withering day by day, and the great real person in charge of the precepts, Chen You, can hardly conceal his old attitude. Fortunately, Wudang Mountain has always looked at birth, old, sickness and death very lightly. Moreover, Wudang Mountain is now in full swing, and several peaks on the mountain have held several events. The solemn but not lost "mountain opening" ceremony.

Even if the Lantern Festival is approaching, before dawn, many good men and women still start climbing to burn incense. Unlike many Taoist temples in Liyang, which open the back door for dignitaries and dignitaries, the common people will not burn incense for a lifetime. In Beiliang, As long as you hurry up early, the common people will be able to burn incense in Wudang Mountain. On the South Shentou of Wudang Mountain, pilgrims are in an endless stream, and there are even many foreigners with foreign accents. At the time when the army of Beimang went south, the entire Beiliang three prefectures were like a funnel, and the population declined sharply, setting off these entry. The pilgrims from other places resemble the carp upstream, which shows the grand occasion of Wudang, and it is even more rumored that the court will soon transfer the title of Taoist ancestral court of Longhu Mountain to Wudang to appease Beiliang. In the army of burning incense, there is a pair of young men and women who look like small couples, probably because of small households. There is no brooding clothes, no daunting sturdy obedience, not even a lantern. They climbed together with another old little family that they met at the foot of the mountain, and took advantage of the lights of that family to walk the mountain all the way. When the young man introduced himself as Xu Qi, he was a native of Beiliang, his wife was Lu, and his hometown was in Qingzhou. In his words, he came to Beiliang and suffered hardship by marrying a chicken and a dog, a dog and a dog. The family who accompanied them had four generations and 16 people. The old man had a surname of Yan and was 80 years old. He was said to be a Guangling Taoist. He was a capital official and a magistrate. He returned to his hometown only last year. The old man talks witty and is extremely talkative. Along the way, he chatted with Xu Qi about the anecdotes about the great rivers and the north, adding a lot of laughter and laughter to the boring hiking trip. Although Xu Qi did not have any surprises, he was able to pick it up again and again. The old man’s words.

Excluding the old man, the men of the Yan family-the other two generations were originally not to see this so-called Beiliang barbarian at first. It can’t be blamed that their eyes are higher than the top. In the many regional disputes in Liyang, Xu Xu The northern Liang, who sits in the town, and the southern Xinjiang, which is governed by the king of Yanchi, Zhao Bing, have always been the eldest brother, not to mention the second brother. A big joke, remember that the first scholar from the Northern Liang Dynasty who jumped into the dragon gate in the imperial examination, was able to get into the ranks. So many people helped the scholar to look up the genealogy, and when they finally saw that the man's ancestral home was in Jianzhou, Central Plains, they were relieved, but regardless of the fact that the man was born and raised in Beiliang Lingzhou for several generations. It was not until Yan Jiexi became a relative of the emperor and then became a bachelor of the Royal Palace, Jin Lanting went all the way, and Yao Baifeng, the master of science, entered Beijing to preside over the Imperial College. This terrible impression of Beiliang's uncivilized state was only slightly changed. He pinched his nose and admitted that Beiliang was also There are heirlooms from farming and reading.

It is 12 miles from the main peak of Wudang Golden Summit, and the Southern Shendao is twelve miles away. It is also a mountain road. The Yan family has young and old, women and children. They have weak feet and walk slowly. They only halfway through the first morning bell ringing on the mountain. Journey, rest in that special pavilion for travelers and pilgrims to rest. The old man took advantage of the morning light and looked into the distance. Xu Qi and his wife stood side by side and admired the scenery below the mountain. After the old man took his gaze back and sat down, immediately the young great-grandson ran to help him knock his legs and squeeze his feet. The old man laughed and spoiled. You have to hold the child on your lap, point your finger at Dongfang, and say: "This scene is called'the sky is blue and white'."

The child is obviously not interested in what sky is blue and white. He raised his head and asked in a childish voice: "Grandpa, are there really the gods my mother said on the mountain? Can the gods soar into the clouds?"

The old patriarch of the Yan family laughed, touched the child’s head, did not give an answer, just turned his head and glanced at the top of the mountain covered with mist, and said softly: "Don’t dare to speak loudly, it will shock the sky. People."

The child who didn’t get the answer kept coquettishly entangled, and the old man had to say: “People of my generation who are studying must abide by the saint’s sayings of the saint’s words. However, grandfather can still be with you To be a digression, my grandfather, in fact, when I was young, I used to secretly do the thing of visiting the immortals in the blue shirt and sword under the banner of negative study tour. Maybe there is no chance, I have not seen those in the eyes of the world. Hefa's Tongyan Gaoren, but he went to Longhushan Tianshi Mansion with many people in his middle age, and had a relationship with that generation of Tianshi, but he never had the opportunity to talk in depth. After all, at that time, the grandfather's The official hat is too small, it’s just to accompany the last seat. At that time, I just felt that being an official is not as good as cultivating the Tao. There are so many scholars in the world. How difficult is Wenzheng after the death of the Taifu. There are not many people in the world. Qingxiang is relatively easy."

The child was disappointed, "Grandpa, what do we do when we travel all the way to Wudang Mountain? My dad said he was going to lose his bones because of the bumps in the car."

A young Confucian in the neighborhood immediately looked down on his face.

The old man stroked his snow-white beard and smiled and said: "Grandpa has never seen a god, but when he was guarding one side, he met a Taoist priest of the same age who was under the jurisdiction of the path and had a very happy conversation. The Taoist taught me a set of techniques for self-cultivation. Grandpa was able to live to this age thanks to the grace of the Taoist priest. Although after so many years, I still remember the appearance of that Taoist very clearly, tall, benevolent and proud , There is the style of ancient wanderers, compared with the Huang Zi nobles of the Tianshifu, there is really no shelf at all."

The old man sighed: "That Taoist was the head teacher of Wudang Mountain, called Wang Chonglou. It was a long time since I found out that he was the head teacher of Wudang Mountain in Beiliang, so I hadn't been completely buried in it. Huang Tu, come here to take a look. By the way, I also want to see how high the northwest sky in Beiliang is. Because the grandfather used to be an official in Tai-Ancheng, a superintendent Yushi impeached a person. Said that after the man arrived in Beiliang, when he opened the banquet, he pointed to the chair under his buttocks and said to everyone that this chair is not a dragon chair, but it is much higher than the one in the capital."

The old man’s son is also about to reach the age of Jiazi. After hearing the words, he smiled and said: "Mostly nonsense."

The old man nodded.

The Beiliang Xu Qi, who had been watching the old man holding his great-grandson, didn't say anything, turned around and looked into the distance silently.

His wife held his hand, turned her head and asked softly, "Is it true or not?"

It is Xu Fengnian’s "Xu Qi" softly said: "Really, I was young, and I was sitting on my father’s lap. This sentence was actually what he said to me, probably because he wanted to tell me to be the emperor. Actually it's boring."

Xu Fengnian squeezed Lu Chengyan's cool little hand and whispered in a low voice: "It is the rule of the Liyang court for an official to be an official at seventy-nine years. Not everyone can do it at the age of seventy-nine. The old man is strict. Song, when the official of the capital was the chief minister of the Ministry of Rites, had a political disagreement with the first assistant Zhang Julu. Later, he was squeezed out to Luzhou, Jiangnan Province. Suspensely, Yan Song is one of the few who dare to fight for the head and assistant adults. It can be seen that he and Zhang Julu were open and upright gentlemen's disputes. The reason why I walked with him is because Xu Xiao has a good impression of this person and said so much that he scolded him so much. Among the people, Yan Song scolded him and Xu Xiao scolded him fiercely, but he was reasonable."

The old man suddenly smiled at Xu Fengnian: "Xu Qi, I visited several academies before entering Beiliang to come to Wudang Mountain. The scenes there surprised me, as if your new Liang King is more than the old Liang King. Be more bookish, it's really rare."

Lu Chengyan glanced at Xu Fengnian, who showed a little shame, and she smiled knowingly.

Xu Fengnian turned around and said: "It must be known that martial arts is inferior to Xu Xiao, so I can only retreat and ask for a second time. Let's check and fill the vacancies in the cultural rule."

The child was confused, pulled the old man's sleeve, and asked: "Grandpa, didn't my uncle say that the Northern Liang King's martial arts is very powerful?"

A middle-aged man was dumbfounded: "The martial arts of Wenzhi martial arts is not the ability to fight."

After the chat, a group of people started climbing again, and now they come to Wudang Mountain to burn incense. One thing that visitors and pilgrims must do is to see with their own eyes many Taoist priests on the mountain, regardless of age and generation, taking part in the morning and evening homework. The reason why Yan's youngest rushed to climb so early was that he wanted to appreciate that scene. Hundreds of thousands of people practiced boxing together in the square. It is rumored that that set of boxing techniques was pioneered by the former head teacher Hong Xixiang, and anyone can practice it. Anyone who can learn can benefit.

When the group finally arrived outside the subjective square in Wudang on the top of the mountain, they finally did not miss it, otherwise they would have to wait until dusk.

Sure enough, just like the rumors of the outside world, countless Wudang Taoists who are well-positioned and well-positioned practice boxing together in the square. Even the layman, they can see that the set of boxing is comfortable, yes, and comfortable. There is no high-level movement, and there is no humming sound made during ordinary martial arts training. It is quiet and peaceful.

The old man Yan Song exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."

The child sitting on his father’s neck pointed to the distance, as if he had found some amazing fairy character, and said with surprise and joy: "There is a child about my age who is also punching, there and there, he At the forefront!"

Although the old man can't clearly see the situation there, he was a little surprised when he heard it, "Isn't it said that the leader of the boxing is the current head teacher Li Yufu?"

Xu Fengnian explained: "Li Yufu accepted an apprentice."

There are still many pilgrims behind the Taoist priests, all of them are punching. It may be unsatisfactory. They may not even seem to be called, but they are very active, but they can’t see the body of the leader. Fa, can only fight with the pilgrims in front or nearby, it looks a bit nondescript, but everyone is serious. Then the Yan family's youngest saw a young Taoist priest who seemed to be of a low age, slowly walking from the front to the back, and along the way, he kept giving careful guidance to the pilgrims who were learning boxing, whether any movements were too hard, or there were If the technique is not in place, or the wrist is not collapsed enough, or the back is misunderstood, I will help to correct it with a smile.

Xu Fengnian looked at the little Taoist at the forefront who was meticulous in every movement~IndoMTL.com~ with a strange expression.

The young Taoist priest saw Xu Fengnian, smiled slightly, and walked quickly.

Lu Chengyan said softly: "Do you want to punch too?"

Xu Fengnian asked: "Do you want to see?"

Lu Chengyan smiled and nodded.

Xu Fengnian slowly stepped forward, stood still at the end of the team, and then leisurely began to punch.

The young Taoist stunned for a moment, and then stood with Xu Fengnian.

The actions of the two are exactly the same, round and round, pleasing to the eye.

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes.

Back then, there was a hapless guy who saw him every time he knew he would be beaten, he would squeeze out a smile and say, "You are here."

Xu Fengyoung said to himself: "I am here, riding a bull."