The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 190: Waiting for red clothes
Chapter 190 and other red clothes
Update time: 2013-01-18
The Huishan sister waterfalls were layered on top of each other. When the last waterfall poured down, the water fell sharply, and the roar was heard half a mile away, but there was a young man sitting underneath, his upper body exposed, and his back carried. With the torrent, the skin of the whole body was shocked from red to purple. In the misty water, a rainbow was reflected above this person's head, and the moss near the big water pool was densely covered with trees and trees, and the scenery was beautiful. A middle-aged Taoist priest was out of sight. He did not disturb any hidden whistle posts in Huishan. He came to the waterfall and looked at the young man. He saw that his figure was crumbling. If he continued to resist, he would hurt his lungs. The unnamed mountain Taoist waved his sleeves. The robe pulled the young man out of the waterfall. Yuan Tingshan, a swordsman who was using poison to treat his wounds, was delayed from practicing. He had dark eyes. A simple sword tied to his wrist with a rope jumped out of the water like a green dragon. You can move out to kill the enemy at any time. Yuan Tingshan's caution is evident. Only when Yuan Tingshan saw the face of the visitor, he was known for his ignorance in Huishan. He immediately knelt on the boulder beside the pool and said loudly: "Yuan Tingshan, a huge deer man, has seen the immortal long , Yunjinshan immortal long rewards several celestial fruits with great grace, which Yuan remembers in his heart."
The middle-aged Taoist who had been fishing in Longhu Mountain for ten years waved his hand and said: "Pan Dao just came to Huishan Daxueping to see off Xuanyuanjing City. Seeing you have gone wrong in your work, you can’t get enough to recuperate internal injuries. Blame the poor for this extra effort."
Yuan Tingshan smiled and showed white teeth, and said, "Yuan did not dare!"
The Taoist saw that the young queen’s words were extremely respectful, but his right hand kept holding on to the hilt of the knife. He didn’t care, he just laughed, and said with emotion: “Huge deer is a land of convergence from all directions. If Kunlun is the leader, the East China Sea The city is the tail of the dragon, and the huge deer is the horn of the dragon. The people here are not the villains, but the sages and sages. There are few mediocre people."
Yuan Tingshan half-kneeled on the boulder, looked directly at the Taoist, and slowly said: "Yuan Tingshan is short-sighted, I don't know these ways, but he can't stay at the big deer, so he came out to beg for food. Yuan heard about the dragon. The Hushan celestial master must be well versed in the art of divination and weaving. Could the immortal master be an old predecessor in the celestial master’s mansion?"
The middle-aged Taoist shook his head. He didn't play the mystery, but frankly said: "Although the poor Tao is surnamed Zhao, it does not come from the teacher's house of that day. Just borrowed from the blessed land of Longhushan to build the Taoism and do not ask the world. Think of it as looking for a bit of yang, blessing, and a bit of yin and virtue for the descendants. Therefore, the Taoist heart is not pure, and it has been ineffective for some years."
Although Yuan Tingshan is sordid and doesn’t know a few characters in the fight, he is also clever-eyed. He conceals the disappointment that he heard that the Taoist is not a nobleman in the Heavenly Master’s Mansion, and he humbled and said: "The immortal long is clearly like a land immortal. Heaven and man, where is the vulgar in my life, I can speculate."
The plain-looking Taoist took out a yellowed book from his sleeve and threw it to Yuan Tingshan far away. He spoke with a slight voice, unlike Yuan Tingshan’s bulging voice, but his voice was clearly audible in the roar of the waterfall. "It’s not bad at all," Xuanyuan Jingcheng asked himself for a catastrophe, but in fact, after the last thunder that was as strong as a peak, there is still a soul and a soul left. Therefore, the poor way can only see off. Dao and you met in Yunjin Mountain, and your murderous aura stunned the dragon salamander who was about to transform into a dragon. It was a fate. When you met several people, only you were willing to eat the wild fruit of the bamboo basket's name Zhuxin. Fate, the Tao of poor Taoist cultivation, is the most boring word for hidden and loneliness. It is almost the same as the wild fox Zen, which is popular in Buddhism. If you have fate, you need to dissolve fate. Today, I will get a book for you from Xuanyuan Jingcheng. It’s Xuanyuan Dapan’s century-old experience in martial arts. You don’t stick to the technique of swords. You can make progress step by step."
Yuan Tingshan took over the secret notes of the first book that had yellowed pages and became more brand-new in the last dozen pages. He even could smell the fragrance of ink, and his body trembled involuntarily. Yuan Tingshan is not a fledgling man who only knows to accumulate fame. He is fascinated by Huishan, where people are crowded. He is very familiar with the world. What's more, there is a mixture of fish and dragons in Huishan. The most indispensable are the secrets and gossip of the rivers and lakes. It’s not counted that the land immortals who have been able to communicate through the profound in the past dynasties are not counted. They have always been more and more fierce than the others. It is not said that whoever lives more years old will definitely be more bullish. That Wudang Mountain, which competes with dragons and tigers for Taoist leaders, is young. The headmaster entered the celestial phenomena, did the alchemy master Song Zhiming, who had lived for one hundred and fifty years, ever entered the Diamond Realm? Therefore, whether the martial arts secrets are superior or not is the same as the chess record. The more antiques hundreds of years ago, the less valuable they are. Xuanyuan Dapan is a real astronomical master in the world. How can his life's hard work be measured by Jinshan Yinshan? Not to mention one Xuanyuan Qingfeng, just exchange ten of them, Yuan Tingshan didn't even look at it!
Yuan Tingshan, who was cold by nature, was shocked, his face was solemn, first carefully took the book into his arms, stood up and bent over to show solemnity, raised his head and asked: "What does the immortal leader want Yuan Tingshan to do? Go too! Although Yuan Tingshan is a penniless pauper, but his promises made under the premise of your love and my willingness are really worth some money."
The middle-aged Taoist said straight to the door: "If a tiger has wings, chaos will occur. You have already seen the son of Beiliang, I don't want you to kill him, you only need to get rid of this son's wings. You have read Xuanyuan University After Iwaki practiced his experience, it just happened to be used as a martial arts training."
Yuan Tingshan laughed loudly, "This deal, the immortal long suffered a big loss, with Yuan Tingshan’s stinky temper, no matter what kind of son he is, he is the King of Beiliang or the emperor, as long as I annoy Laozi, I also want to chop off the Malay!"
The middle-aged Taoist appeared in a rare trance, turned his head and looked at the bumpy snow plateau after the tribulation, and muttered: "There are 80,000 characters in the world, and only one word can kill people."
The word love can be misleading.
Love can kill people.
Therefore, Lu Zu once said that the sword was hung on the eaves of Dageng's horns, and taught the wisdom of the sword to cut the green silk and the descendants.
Even if this is a middle-aged Taoist who has long been detached, he still sighed at this time: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, since he knows that he can't ask for it, why do you have to pay so hard? A talent, a poor life? I just see, if it is used outside Huishan, who and what can make you restrain yourself? How can you bet everything for a woman, just to look at it from a distance? Fighting is worse than not fighting. And you are infatuated. A woman who doesn’t understand love, Gangchang’s ethics and morals are ashamed, and she doesn’t care about it. How can she ignore anyone’s kindness to you? You keep not caring about Xuanyuan Jingcheng, but if you really don’t, why should you let Xuanyuan Jingcheng? If you are not happy, how can you act in rebellion? When people meet people, there are two kinds of fate, and there are two kinds of fate. Nie fate is not fate?" Yuan Tingshan asked tentatively: "Dare to ask that Xuanyuan Jingcheng really entered To the realm of land gods?"
Taoist nodded and said: "It is the great longevity."
Yuan Tingshan looked fascinated and muttered to himself: "Looks like this, a man!"
The young man immediately spit into the pool, and said angrily: "This land **** is improper, and his wife is treated as a double-cooking furnace. After 20 years of working as a tortoise, there is nothing more in the world. It’s a matter of holding your breath!"
The middle-aged Taoist said plainly: "Put yourself in the place, what should you do if you are Xuanyuan Jingcheng?"
Yuan Tingshan spurned and said without hesitation: "If I am Xuanyuan Jingcheng, I don't care if I can kill the ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan. First slaughter the broken shoe lady, chop it up and feed the dog! Xuanyuan Jingcheng is really not a man, and the **** damn offering to feed the broken shoes as a female Bodhisattva, I feel furious when I think about it."
Taoist smiled and shook his head, "In the future, you will understand that some women know that they are very bad, but they just can't let it go."
"Hey, I don't want to run into these women with broken shoes."
Yuan Tingshan was stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously: "Is the immortal long also encountered?"
The middle-aged Taoist did not reply directly, but smiled and said: "My generation is cultivating the Tao, and the predecessors wrote countless classics. They are all blindfolds. They say a thousand words and ten thousand. In fact, they are just asking for a true word, and the truth is often Connected with love, true love, true love, we need to know that for heaven and man, forgetting love is not ruthless."
Yuan Tingshan, who has always had a deep murderous heart, faced this mysterious Taoist, invisibly weakened, and asked: "Is the immortal leader teaching Yuan Tingshan?"
This Taoist made a mystery and smiled and said: "Pan Dao and you can no longer have a fate, numerology, numerology, numerology, and numbness are messy, so you don't have to ask the poor again."
Yuan Tingshan asked curiously: "I can still feel the Qi machine stuff. Knowing that there are several sayings that the immortal lords are located at the door, they can also be verified on their own body. You can count on it. Yuan Tingshan really doesn't believe it."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "Do you only believe in the knife in your hand?"
Yuan Tingshan didn’t have the slightest shame, and he nodded his head: “Of course! Yuan Tingshan didn’t believe in his parents before, and in the future he didn’t believe in his wife, let alone other people, he would believe in the knife in his hand.”
A piece of withered yellow autumn leaves floated in the air, the middle-aged Taoist flicked his fingers in the air, and the yellow leaves drifted away. A fish swallowed its belly.
A middle-aged Taoist whispered: "Can you believe that this is the aura? Can you believe that the poor Tao has lost the fortune of Qingxiu for a few days because of this behavior? The world has evolved and formed a square circle. The number of human lives has its own. Rules and standards. This is a pretentious pretentious excuse for Taoism to be difficult and obscure. It is not as vivid as the secular sayings. People have a steelyard and it is difficult for every family to recite the scriptures. If a person lives for a lifetime, whether he does good or evil, it is like doing business with God, all in righteousness. Wandering between positive and negative, those who move with the trend can be regarded as accumulating a little bit of merit. They are relatively savvy merchants. This is the true root of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. Only the three religions stand together, such as those of the Mohist school. As far as the poor Dao is concerned, the patriarchal intention is very good, but it is a pity that it has not escaped the end of a loss. You may not like to listen to these things. Then the poor Dao will say something more specific. There is a dragon pond in the Tianshi Mansion, which raises more than a dozen kinds of spiritual objects from the north and south, such as salamanders, and cultivates the lotus in the pond with aura. This lotus is also known as the long-lived lotus. A hundred years ago. Nowadays Longhushan Qiyun is booming. There can be as many as 18 lotus flowers. Five hundred years ago, Wudang had a strong momentum. Longchi Qiyun lotus was only a few. In the last hundred years, Qi Xuan's frame has soared. A celestial master changed his fate for the emperor, and then Longhushan began to teach the Taoist gates of the world, and there were newly opened lotus flowers. Do you really think that Zhao Danping was just a fight with the brother of Zhao Danxia, the teacher of Zhao Danxia? Three years of Qi Luck lotus withered for no reason, this is a situation that Xu Xiaobingfeng pointed directly at Longhu Mountain has never appeared before. With the new head of Wudang and the world, Longchi once again withered the three lotus flowers. Yuan Tingshan, poor Dao said so, do you know how exhausted the noble Huang Zi nobles in the Heavenly Master Mansion are? As for Xuanyuan Jingcheng, which you despise very much, this person is not inferior to the doctrine of the aura structure, even if he is relatively poor. There have been times. As for why Pang Dao admires Xuanyuan Jingcheng so much, I won’t tell you to listen to it. It’s not that the ancestors were deliberately sensational."
Yuan Tingshan was dumbfounded.
The middle-aged Taoist laughed at himself, and simply sat down cross-legged, "The two dynasties of life and death have a rod, and the cultivation of three Jiazi, who went astray at the beginning, but repaired a lonely lonely person. If you leave it, you can't stop talking. Let’s just talk about it today. Let’s talk about Longchi Qi Luck Lotus. Besides, there is a mountain of burial swords in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, which is filled with hundreds of thousands of ancient swords. After the descendants of the family are born, they will walk, and the elders will lead the children to Jianshan, and find a life sword before they can go down the mountain. Do you believe that someone goes up the mountain when they are a few years old but stays in that Jianshan mountain? You can't go down the mountain until you die?"
Yuan Tingshan sat close to the middle-aged Taoist, and asked wonderingly: "Don’t starve to death?"
The Taoist said indifferently: "Before the age of ten, the guardian of the mountain will send some meals to the sword mound. After the age of ten, it is up to fate."
Yuan Tingshan is not blindly cautious about whether it is good or bad. When the distance is close, he loosens the handle of the knife and puts it aside. Hearing this unheard secret, Yuan Tingshan curled his lips and showed disdain at the Wu Family Sword Tomb. He sarcastically said: "The scenery of the Wu Family Sword Tomb was the scenery when the Nine Swords came out of Beimang. This century old and new sword god, They have nothing to do with them."
The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "Do you know Mrs. Deng?"
Yuan Tingshan laughed boldly: "That's natural. Nowadays, kendo masters count this guy the most immortal. Sooner or later, Yuan will use this guy as a sharpening stone!"
Taoist looked at the rising mist of the pond and said: "The world only knows that Deng Tai'a was born, and when he shot it, he fought against the Emperor Xianzhi of Emperor Wu in the dark, regardless of victory or defeat. Later, he found Wu Jiajian tomb for bad luck. But I don’t know that Deng Tai’a practiced swords at Jianzhong Jianshan. This man was originally the illegitimate son of the Wu family. After being discovered by Jianzhong, he was taken back to his family at the age of six and was thrown on Jianshan according to the rules. If I lose it, I have thrown out a talent who can enter the sword wonderland at any time if he wants to enter the sword wonderland. Wang Xianzhi does not want to be the number one in the world, and Deng Tai'a does not lose a few points."
Yuan Tingshan obviously hesitated, and swallowed a sentence back into his stomach, which is rare.
The middle-aged Dao's human body is observing the human heart, and he is insightful, and he smiles and said: "Do you want to ask the poor Dao's cultivation level compared with Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a?"
Yuan Tingshan was not polite and hypocritical after being said to have broken his mind. He grinned and said: "Yuan Tingshan dare to ask."
Taoist seems to be self-conceited: "If you talk about fighting and fighting strength, of course Poor Dao can't beat Wang Xianzhi. This is the descendant of Wang, but a stubborn old man in Longhushan said that Lu Zu can be one of them in the next life. Fighting martial artist. Proving the Dao with strength has been a divergent path since ancient times, only to be beaten right by the young man."
Yuan Tingshan is at the edge of Yunjin Mountain’s deep pool. It is clear that this man speaks so loudly that he can hold the world. Hearing the middle-aged Taoist talk about the city lord of Wudi City as a posterior, I don’t make a fuss. Yuan Tingshan doesn’t believe in anything, he believes in anyone. Whoever has a strong fist is the uncle. Since it is clear that this immortal is an expert with a bottomless cultivation base, he said that he is the Taoist ancestor and the master of the Sanqing ancestor. Yuan Tingshan will also pinch his nose and shout in applause. Moreover, Yuan Tingshan was more shocked by the horror of the supernatural powers of the old monster, and said: "This old man is invincible."
The middle-aged Taoist laughed softly: "The king will die with one word."
"To know that the three religions are the most sacred, you can also use the heavens, the ghosts and the gods to become a truth. There are only a handful of land immortals who have stood out from the three religions for a hundred years, but your generation is expected to reach the number of hands. The person who killed a million with his tongue was idle and bored, and moved all the remaining fortunes of the eight countries that had fallen to another chessboard, Yuan Tingshan, whether you can occupy a place, and I don’t know if you can see it in your lifetime."
Yuan Tingshan was surprised: "Me?!"
Taoist said calmly: "Yuan Tingshan, may as well tell you the truth, let you kill the Beiliang son Weifeng's wings, which will break a lot of your luck."
Yuan Tingshan almost drew his sword in anger, but finally resisted the impulse.
The middle-aged Taoist continued: "But if you and I sit here, Pang Dao finally gave you some luck."
Middle-aged Yuan Tingshan's eyes are like a knife, and he asks: "Who are you, and why are you so blue-eyed to Yuan Tingshan? Yuan never believes that the sky can drop a pie, even if it is really dropped, it can't be broken. Go to the top of Yuanting Mountain!"
Taoist looked at the rainbow and muttered to himself: "Back then, Pang Dao, together with Jiangshan and beauty, failed to live up to the mountain and cultivated the Taoism. Why? Pang Dao has been thinking about it for many years, but I haven’t figured it out~ IndoMTL .com~ So many things, in the final analysis, are unreasonable. Why does Xuanyuan Jingcheng like that woman alone? Why did she choose to jump off the cliff after seeing the remnant soul of Xuanyuan Jingcheng? And the green robe of Fengdu Why did you fall in love with Li Chungang at first sight, and you will never forget it in your life? Heaven and earth are good fortune, the aura is no more than people, what is the secret of heaven, it is about the heart of the person. I remember that when Qi Xuanjian fought with Li Chungang, Li Chungang went down the mountain in sadness, and later the poor Dao dedicated to this matter with Qi Xuanjian. The interviewer said, and finally asked him why he never left Longhushan in his entire life."
Yuan Tingshan couldn’t wait to ask: "Why?!"
The middle-aged Taoist exhaled and slowly said, "Qi Xuanjian said that he was resuscitated at the age of twelve, and he knew that he was Lu Dongxuan. Wait again."
Yuan Tingshan was so shocked that he stunned, "Qi Xianren did not ascend, but Lu Zu reincarnated?! Is there really a reincarnation?! Can I know his previous life?"
The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "Pan Dao doesn't know who Qi Xuanjian was in the reincarnation, and he has waited until there is no one in this life. Roughly speaking, it is a blunder, since Lu Zu was born more than 500 years ago, Jiazi was born. Planning, there should be ten lives, right?"
Yuan Tingshan was in a daze, inexplicably terrifying: "Hey, why is Lu Zu reincarnated or Qi immortal reincarnated, and Yuan Mou hits that red dress, kills him, and waits for him to be an immortal for five hundred years. I, I’ve gone through this world once, even if it’s not in vain!"
Taoist squinted his eyes and said nothing.
There are many secrets.
It's a pity that Yuan Tingshan didn't notice it at all.