In general, most of the original works and TV series adapted from the original works will be different.

Naturally in the snow is no exception.

Moreover, it is quite different from the original work.

In the original work, many supporting roles that were vividly portrayed were deleted by the screenwriter and had no chance to appear.

Among them, Qi Xianxia from Longhu Mountain is one of them.

Qi Xianxia is the leader of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain and is known as "Little Lu Zu".

Hong Xixiang has been studying for more than 20 years, and once he suddenly realized the phenomena of heaven, Qi Xianxia wanted to compete with Wudang leader Hong Xixiang.

Therefore, Wudang challenged alone.

Unexpectedly, Hong Xixiang took away the dust from her hands with one move.

Later, Qi Xianxia settled in Wudang.

A serious person like Qi Xianxia, ​​a Taoist Longhu, has been a great disaster since he became Wudang and has been in trouble for a long time.

Either they were pulled out to strengthen the men, or they went to repair the Taoist temple, or chop firewood and charcoal, and build bamboo houses.

During this period, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps with the Wudang Taoist.

At the beginning, Qi Xianxia and Wudang’s younger generation Taoist boys had no good expressions.

Later, I learned that he came from Longhu Mountain. When people from Wudang saw him, they always looked stern, as if they had owed tens of thousands of pounds of money.

Fortunately, both sides were not bad, and the young master and head teacher treated this person with courtesy. Moreover, the Taoist boys heard that this guy's sword technique was equal to the sixth master's uncle and was more bold, so they mustered up the courage to come and ask him for advice and ask about the flying sword technique.

Qi Xianxia is quite heroic, without any opinion of the world, and he will answer questions and answer questions.

Later, a group of Taoist children who admire the style of the sword immortal and the world like to follow behind their butts, chirping and clamoring.

Where Qi Xianxia lives is a remote bamboo house, which is invisibly much more lively.

There are countless golden rules in Longhu Mountain, and Wudang is different from it, so there is not much attention.

Before going up the mountain, Qi Xianxia thought that he would be very uncomfortable, but unexpectedly, those naughty and simple Taoist boys, as well as the senior brothers who rode bulls, Chen Yao, Song Zhiming, Yu Xingrui and others, all had some contact with him.

Before he knew it, Qi Xianxia lost a little of the original intention of fighting with the bull.

Calm down, practice swords and practice Taoism in Wudang Mountain.

During the gap, I occasionally go to the top of the main peak and Taixu Palace to enjoy the sunrise and sunset.

Looking away, there are seventy-two peaks on all sides, east, west, south, north and north, like lotus petals, guarding the main peak, and together they show a pilgrimage of bowing down and submitting to the surrender.

Every time after breathing and retracting his gaze, Qi Xianxia couldn't help but look at the real fairy sword that was the relics of Lu Zu.

(This sword shot has appeared more than once in the TV series.)

The fairy sword hangs under the eaves of the Great Geng Corner.

Qi Xianxia has been very respectful of Lu Zu, who has not been born for five hundred years since childhood.

He devoted himself to practicing sword art, and what he pursued was the best sword technique of flying swords thousands of miles away to take the head of a person.

Among the Taoist sect, swords are divided into Taoist swords and magic swords.

Since ancient times, it has been a sword of supreme Taoism and a sword of light magic.

Simply put, the Taoist sword, kills the seven emotions and six desires, the magic sword, kills demons and eliminates demons, and kills unfair things in the world.

The former is a great benefit for practicing Taoism, but there is no harm, while the latter is inevitably affected by some cause and effect.

There was once the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, so he encountered a rare heavenly tribulation and almost rescued the troops on the spot.

If Longhu Mountain had not made a quick decision and used the cost of losing several dragon pools of luck, the consequences would be unimaginable.

What Qi Xianxia practiced was the magic sword, and there were quite objections and regrets in Longhu Mountain.

Today is the birthday of the Emperor Zhenwu, the Lord of the Jade Capital.

There are endless pilgrims going up the mountain to burn incense.

Strangely, since Qi Niu took over as the headmaster, although he did not have the deeds of the immortals who had just pointed to the river as the headmaster Wang Chonglou.

Moreover, this man surnamed Hong never went down the mountain once, but the incense in Wudang Mountain is getting stronger and stronger.

Qi Xianxia often heard his fellow disciple Bai Yu explain his fortune, and he understood one or two. He looked at the clouds and clouds from the main peak. It should be known that Wudang stood tall in the northwest of the continent, and the fortune of the world has always gone from west to east, just like the rolling river water, rushing to the sea.

But during this period, Qi Xianxia, ​​a layman who looked at the sect, could still be seen vaguely. The sea of ​​clouds surging, layer by layer, gathering beyond the seventy-two peaks.

I just don’t know when and when will I accumulate strength and make progress.

Fortunately, Qi Xianxia has never been willing to worry about nothing.

Whether Xuanwu is to prosper, whether the dragon and tiger can prosper, is not important to him, who is the real Taoist ancestral court, and who is awarded the title of king by the court.

Qi Xianxia's mind suddenly jumped, his eyes widened, looked up, and looked at the fairy sword that had not been unsheathed for a total of five hundred years.

This ancient sword has been silent for half a thousand years since Lu Zu became an immortal.

Today, it actually trembles like a dragon!

The seventy-two peaks, the sea of ​​clouds boiled, and in the end, they were like seventy-two white dragons swimming towards the main peak.

Hundreds of yellow cranes are soaring and hovering.

Due to the birth of Emperor Zhenwu, the vast pilgrims who flocked into the mountains raised their heads at almost the same time and looked at this strange phenomenon.

I don’t know who it was, but suddenly shouted, “The Emperor Zhenwu has appeared”!

Tens of thousands of fearful pilgrims all bowed to the ground.

Ordinary people in the world often do not benefit much or use much when they talk to them about saints’ classics, mysterious morals, and difficult Buddhist teachings.

Most of the time, these ordinary people are used to seeing simple and obvious things, so they like and are afraid.

Just like the young people who are promoted to Dou Dou, they will be afraid when they see the swords, guns and sticks in the hands of those rogues, or the official's beautiful clothes, and the eight-carrying sedan chair.

Therefore, Buddhism has the saying of the Eighteen Hells, which scares people and is trembling.

There are all kinds of real people and immortals who save the world and the people.

These things are often disdainful for scholars and masters to talk about.

For the people in the city, it is the most shocking.

The Lord of Beidou died, and Emperor Zhenwu was in charge of Wudang and ordered the north.

At its peak, countless pilgrims in the south came to Wudang to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Now Wudang has a decline in reputation, but it is still quite devout and trustworthy in the hearts of most northern people.

Especially today, the sky is filled with clouds, rolling around, and the yellow cranes are ringing together.

Let me ask, who is disrespectful to God as sage?

Chen Yao, who was looking for a classic in a scripture building, staggered to the window, trembling, pushed open the window, tears streaming down his lips, and said:

"Senior Brother Wang, the younger brother is done!"

Song Zhiming, who was refining alchemy in the mountains, did not care about the scrapping of a cauldron, and knelt down with a plop, kowtowed and said:

"The thirty-six disciples of Wudang, Song Zhiming, welcome the ancestor!"

Looking for a disciple in the East China Sea, Yu Xingrui, who was in seclusion with a clear bone, sat on Putai, teaching the disciple's internal skills and mental skills. Suddenly, he smiled and burst into tears. He was extremely excited and said:

"Li Yufu, your teacher uncle is finally going down the mountain!"
Chapter completed!