The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 33: The mountain is not high

The eighty-one peak of Wudang faces the big top, and the mountain is extremely beautiful, but the big top of the colored glaze gave birth to a vision. On the little lotus peak, Song Zhiming discovered the second senior brother Chen You who is in charge of the moral rules, and the fourth senior brother Yu Xingrui. Junior brother Wang Xiaoping gathered behind him, accompanied by junior brother Hong Xixiang and looked at the location of the hanging fairy coffin. He saw the bull rider rushing to the tortoise and camel monument, leaping up, standing on the top of the monument, his fingers pinched, and his eyes were dazzled. Don’t even think that the younger brother can’t remember his own age, but he has a profound knowledge in mathematics. The four classics of the Book of Changes are all well-versed, and they are thoroughly integrated. The five-hundred-year-old master teacher all sighed that Zeng Yanqing was better than blue because of blue.

Hong Xixiang oozes sweat from his forehead, and falls on the monument.

A group of seniors became nervous. Yu Xingrui stood under the tortoise and camel stele and asked carefully: "Anything has changed?"

Hong Xixiang wiped off his sweat and smirked: "The sky is correct. It's just that this thunderstorm is smaller than my budget, and it's not enough to scare the sneaky characters in Longhushan."

Yu Xingrui was relieved and smiled at each other. The master teacher’s brother has cultivated the Rhubarb Court and has already let go. Naturally, the enemy Dragon Tiger Mountain will let people come to find out, hoping that Wudang is the bluff of the dog jumping the wall. Many people in Longhu Mountain, who had hidden on Huangting Peak, would have disagreed. They regarded Wudang as a swollen face to fill the body. So there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Wang Chonglou’s so-called practice of Rhubarb Court is just a gimmick. I specifically picked today this day, which is the day of Zhen Wu Fu Mo Day that has happened in Wudang once in decades. Every time, thunder and heavy rain will be poured out.

Rhubarb Tingguan, in short, is to form a big pill in the house, the elephant tortoise draws qi to the root, the air resonates with the world, and the Taoist is called a real person. It is taken from the ancient saying in the "Rhubarb Tingjing" "Xianren Taoist" If you have a god, you must accumulate your energy and energy to think it is true." Only when you have cultivated into the Rhubarb Court can you be regarded as a real person. Nowadays, people like to see any Taoist priest and call them a real person. Buddhism and Taoism have been fighting for hundreds of years, but there is one thing that is extremely ventilating. That is, Buddhism and Taoism are born out of the world, cultivating the law of the world, and do not respect the level of force. Therefore, Longhushan produced a frame of Qixuan that is recognized as boundless in supernatural power, and its reputation is as high as the sky. , But it is only to kill demons and demons, and has never competed with Wang Xianzhi for fame. In the past few years, Wang Chonglou broke Canglan and was listed as one of the top ten masters by good deeds. Longhushan was extremely contemptuous and spurned, making it public. He said a lot of awkward things semi-openly, and even the naive and yellow-mouthed little Taoists in Longhushan were reciting a song choreographed by the head of Wudang.

Wang Zhonglou was indisputable in this matter. After Duanjiang rescued the people who fell into the water, he went up to the mountain to retreat and repaired the Huangting.

Yu Xingrui asked with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, how much can your Royal Highness get the Rhubarb Court?"

Hong Xixiang sighed: "About fifty or six of ten should be there."

Yu Xingrui was shocked and said: "Then the internal strength of this child is the best in Wudang?"

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said: "It will take a long time to digest."

Chen Yu said helplessly: "These days Wudang has spent time trying to expand the meridians and acupuncture points for Xu Fengnian, abolishing countless elixirs, just like digging a deep pool in his body, and the internal strength of the master teacher is the suspension. Xianfeng Waterfall, impacts down, and overflows when it is full-full. It is a great blessing to absorb half of it. That's good, the big brother can still leave half of the rhubarb garden."

Hong Xixiang still shook his head: "Not necessarily."

Chen Yu asked in confusion: "How do you say this?"

Hong Xixiang leaked a secret that Wang Chonglou, the head teacher, told him before he closed the door. "At the beginning, the head teacher was repaired according to the cavities in His Royal Highness’s body, so no matter how much His Royal Highness can finally accept, the big brother is the same. The rhubarb garden will only disperse, and there will be no drops left."

Yu Xingrui looked pale and muttered: "How is this good, how is this good."

Chen You smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Master Master, why bother to come, no matter how bad we are in Wudang, we don't need to be so afraid of the Great Pillar Kingdom."

Wang Xiaoping glanced at the sky and turned to leave.

Hong Xixiang didn’t turn his head, just whispered: “Brother Xiao Wang, don’t go to Huang Tingfeng to find trouble with Taoist priests on Dragon Tiger Mountain, you will miss your pure swordskin. Don’t kill people who shouldn’t kill, once you make an exception , The heart demon entangled on the Shentu sword, overshadowing the sword intent of the fairy machine. In this life, Senior Brother Xiao Wang has gradually moved away from the kendo.

Wang Xiaoping stopped his figure, and only paused for a while, so he didn't have any problems, and he still carried Shentu and walked away.

In the Elephant Washing Pool, His Royal Highness, who pierced into the deep pool and chose pebbles as chess pieces, slowly bent over and fumbled at the bottom of the pool, but the speed was slightly slower than walking on land, and the rest was the same. The pool was a thousand feet deep and colder than the bottom of Wangfu Lake. , It’s just that when I practiced the sword with the old white-haired Kui, I unknowingly learned his occlusion technique. Xu Fengnian thought that he was just practicing wateriness. I don’t know that this kind of weird occlusion and Daomen return to the original fetal breath are different ways, let alone Xu. In the Phoenix year, the internal strength is still thin. After all, he has found a right path. The difference is huge. A mountain man from a distance is definitely not as good as a climber. A person who has climbed a mountain but cannot find a way is not as good as a person who finds a road. Hundred, which one to go and which step to take depends on the destiny and personal penance.

Xu Fengnian picked up more than a dozen smooth stones. He was not in a hurry to float to the surface. It was also very interesting to watch at the bottom of the lake. Otherwise, His Royal Highness would not often go to the bottom of the lake to visit the old white-haired Kui, but the pool is deep and secluded. Bi, the sights you can see when you look up and down are blurry.

Xu Fengnian didn't know the lightning and thunder at the top of Wudang Mountain. He only felt that the water of the waterfall had grown a little bit, and the bottom of the lake became more and more cold and unbearable.

Walking to the edge of the huge boulder rooted at the bottom of the pool, with a little bit of his feet, Xu Fengnian sprinted up to the lake with the trophy.

Above the Elephant Washing Pool, a Bailian Waterfall falls down like a Guanyin bottle.

Wudang Master Wang Chonglou swept over the boulder, sat down on his knees, looked towards the bottom of the pool, and smiled slightly.

Close your eyes.

A light breath, a light breath.

The mist escalated into the air.

This veteran Taoist who is one of the three avenues in the world has not had much ups and downs in his life. He was born in loneliness and poverty. At the age of twelve, in order not to starve to death, he was sent to the mountain by his parents, except sooner or later. The two classes are on duty in the Taixu Palace, sweeping the floor every day and smelting the incense, day after day and year after year. At that time, Master Chen Yingning had not yet become the instructor of Wudang, but there were more than 20 apprentices. Among them, Wang Zhong In the middle of the building, he was only willing to bury his head and read the scriptures. When he swept the floor, he would hold a book of introductory books. When he couldn't sleep at night, he read the book by the moonlight and read while reading. He became a nerd in the eyes of the brothers. Only at the age of twenty-four is eligible to sign fortune-telling for pilgrims. At the age of forty, he was barely considered a master of Taoism. Therefore, when Chen Yingning, the head teacher of the older generation, passed away, Wang Chonglou took over Wudang, and the world was in an uproar. When the real people of the generation were young, most of the Taoism was amazing, but when they were old, they stopped. Only the inconspicuous Wang Chonglou gradually took the road, soaring upward, pointing to the river is just a small example of Wang Chonglou's old and strong.

Wang Chonglou waved his sleeves.

The Taoist robe vibrates.

The huge waterfall was actually involved.

The waterfall slopes like a bridge.

"Participating in the Same Deed" goes beyond the Taoist classic "He Shang Gong Lao Zi Zhang Ju", which put forward the "five organs and Tibetan gods".

I saw this old **** breathe into the pubic area, close his eyes and ponder, immerse himself in concentration, full of spirit, and the whole person is shining brightly when teaching the gods to emerge as the ancients said.

Only listen to Wang Chonglou's silent reading: "Five-colored clouds and mists in the dusk, close my eyes and look at each other, only to realize that I am in a cave, and it turns out that Huang Ting is a blessed place..."

"Yellow clothes and purple belt with dragon and tiger medals, long **** is beneficial to life, Lai Taixuan, three breaths, two or four breaths are self-improvement."

"The world loves grains and five flavors, but I only eat Taihe Yin and Yang Qi."

"The two water kings face the disciples and make people live for nine days..."

Every time he said a word, the old Taoist spit out a golden complexion, haunting the world.

In the end, a total of nine, nine and eighty-one golden auras entangled the water dragon of the main waterfall and crashed into the deep pool together.

Xu Fengnian floated halfway up, and felt that something was wrong with the water. First, it became colder and hotter than before. So he speeded up. The most frightened thing was seeing a water column in the sky rushing towards him. When Xu Fengnian gritted his teeth and bucked the trend, he couldn’t break through the water dragon and the lake that showed a sly golden color. No matter how hard his Royal Highness tried, the water surface was like a large cover weighing a thousand kilograms. He couldn't open it at all, Xu Fengnian's consciousness gradually became blurred, still holding on to the pebbles that he wanted to carve chess pieces with the green water pavilion sword tactics, in a coma, he remembered the second sister Xu Weixiong's sentence "Heaven and earth furnace, who wouldn't burn it in it?" "There is no reason to remember that when I was young and playful and almost drowned in the lake, there is no reason to remember the blood and blood of the first murder with a knife...

Are you going to die?

Xu Fengnian passed out in a coma. All the pebbles in his hand fell.

Wang Xiaoping went to Huang Tingfeng, but did not kill.

The three of Longhushan descended down the mountain with knowledge and fascination with their swordsmanship, which is really terrifying. It's not that they didn't have the ability to fight. It's just that on Wudang Mountain, Wang Xiaoping took advantage of the time and place, and the chance of winning was too small.

Wang Xiaoping came to the Xixiang Pool, closed his eyes and sat down, the mahogany gods on his lap kept jumping and buzzing.

His Royal Highness was lifted up by the golden air intertwined like a rosette, suspended on the water, and the waterfall hit the top of his head.

Wang Xiaoping didn't go to see it.

With his temper, he can't wait to cut the waterfall with a sword. You must know that this waterfall can be regarded as the cultivation of the master's brother in his life.

After a day and night.

The thunderstorm stopped.

The weather on the mountain is fresh.

His Royal Highness, who was flushed all over, was taken to the hut with Hong Xixiang's back, and a red date mark was erected in the center of his forehead.

Wang Xiaoping went down the mountain with a sword.

Hong Xixiang and Wang Chonglou came to the vicinity of the turtle stele.

The veteran Taoist master looks as usual, but Hong Xixiang knows very well that his elder brother is already in the twilight period, and it has been no more than two or three years.

The young master uncle said bitterly: "Does Wudang have to be so in order to rise?"

The old master teacher calmly smiled and said: "It's not necessarily true. It's just that if I repair the rhubarb garden, whether there is a rhubarb garden, what benefit is it in Wudang? I can't always stand in the pit without shit, let me do it. It’s really a small talent to use the head teacher. You are a natural and light temper. I do this so as to give you a little pressure. It’s always a good thing. Look, even your brother Xiao Wang has gone down the mountain and can’t get out. Unexpectedly, with his talent and this trip, he will be able to overwhelm the Wujiajian Tomb in the future. Then there will be you on the mountain and him at the bottom of the mountain. Not to mention our master’s saying that Xuanwu has been in prosperity for five hundred years. , You have worn the Taoist robe for seven or eight years and have not been willing to change it. Then you can change to a new one."

Hong Xixiang sighed and sighed on the ground and said helplessly: "You only dare to tell me this. If you are heard by other brothers, you will not be angry with you."

The old Taoist laughed, without a look of depression.

Hong Xixiang was silent, holding his cheeks and looking at the distant mountains in a daze.

Wang Zhonglou whispered: "Even though Xu Fengnian's hostility is heavy, people are not too bad. If you associate with him, I won't say much. I'm just afraid that in the future, the rivers, lakes and temples will keep going." /

Hong Xixiang whispered: "I can't control it."

Wang Chonglou simply sat next to the younger brother, and said guiltily: "If I let go, you won't be able to go down the mountain for the time being. Do you blame your brother?"

Hong Xixiang smiled and said: "Of course I complain, but if I don't let me be the head teacher, I won't complain!"

Wang Chonglou hummed: "Don't think about it. If you complain, then I can't hear or see it, you complain."

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said: "Big brother, is it good to be a teacher?"

Old Taoist priests disagree, he is not those old guys in Longhushan~ IndoMTL.com~ Immortals are all humans, and their identities are all imaginary things. If you can’t stand up for your morals, you can’t bring them into the coffin. His body, why bother to look at people for decades without being tired.

Wang Zhonglou suddenly whispered: "Little Junior Brother, let's take a test? It hasn't been compared for many years, er, it's far and near."

Hong Xixiang, like a big enemy, said nervously: "Oh, isn't it?"

Teacher of the old Dao and radical generals: "Don’t dare?"

Hong Xixiang said in a young and vigorous manner: "Compared!"

I saw two Taoist priests of the highest generation in Wudang doing something shocking on the edge of the cliff of Xiaolianhua Peak.

Pee!

The old master teacher sighed: "Back then, I was dying in the wind, but now I am old but wet shoes. I am old, old, not convinced."

Hong Xixiang laughed and said: "How about it, farther than you?"

The old master patted the younger brother on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "In this matter, after the master lost to me back then, he told me that one day he would lose to the younger brother, and then he could let go of the burden."

Hong Xixiang has a bitter face.

The old Taoist looked into the distance and said with emotion: "The mountain is not high. It's a pity that I can't see the day of Wudang Daxing."

Hong Xixiang snorted and wanted to secretly pat the big brother on the shoulder.

I got a little on my hand just now, so I need to wipe it clean.

Big brother patted himself on the shoulder, why? Hong Xixiang is clear!

The old head teacher cleverly avoided, and said angrily: "Your robe is older than mine, brother, this one is brand new!"

Hong Xixiang shrank his hands and said angrily: "It's not fair."

Master Wudang laughed, leaving Xiaolianhua Peak, and a word came from a distance: "Little Junior Brother, if you want to go down the mountain in the future, you can be more elegant and give your senior brother a face." My QT room opened. ! The official QT room number [1655] of the princes of the beacon play, click to enter