At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in the pavilion in front of Jiejian Stone.
Several disciples from the outer courtyard on duty looked helplessly at the group of young people standing guard in front of the pavilion. Some came alone, while others were dressed in rich and jade robes and were escorted all the way by their elders or guards. Snow fell on Wudang Mountain in the twelfth lunar month.
, the weather is freezing cold, and under the eaves of this pavilion, there are already slender ice edges hanging like swords. On days when their breath turns into ice, these people still don't give up.
While distressed, several outer courtyard disciples could not help but show proud expressions. As the five human kingdoms wiped out the four seas, their name as Wudang Qingyang Peak Masters completely transcended the destiny of heaven and was recognized as the best master in the world, the Light Dragon.
The names of the Emperor and the Second Emperor are well known even among the people, whether it is from the mouth of the butcher in the market, the tea shop next to the official road, or the restaurant, theater, or even bathhouse in the county town.
Here, when people speak or shut up, they are often inseparable from the words Wudang, Qingyang Peak, and Human Emperor.
This also made martial arts flourish. Even some scholarly families and local wealthy families began to give up on the road to imperial examinations and instead headed towards famous mountains and rivers and martial arts sects, not to mention Wudang. Since the twelfth lunar month,
In just ten days, there have been more than a thousand young people of the right age who have come one after another to get started, and there are many talented and talented people.
However, based on many considerations, the people of Ningdao did not agree, so this scene appeared in front of them. Even though they said they would not open the mountain gate for the time being, they still insisted on staying at the foot of the mountain. There were still more than a hundred young people coming and going.
Caller.
Isn't it? At present, Wudang has been vaguely regarded as the holy land of the Five Kingdoms of the human race, transcending the major sects of the towns and countries. Its reputation is so grand that in the cold winter, the sky is still full of auspiciousness, and the purple air is like a cover. This is luck.
A vision born from the gathering and intense intensity.
On Qingyang Peak.
Different from the other seventy-two peaks in Wudang, here there is no snow, green trees, old medicines, all kinds of exotic flowers blooming, flying springs and waterfalls, and the crow of cranes. It is like a pure land isolated from the world, with warm breeze.
Yingying, like spring in March.
The backyard of Qingyang Palace.
Fatty Qingye leaned half of his body on the stone table, watching Su Qinian swinging the hoe to eradicate the weeds in the half-acre of land in the yard, while Mr. Xuanxi rolled up his trouser legs and removed the green and crystal plants
I planted some green vegetable seedlings. According to this old man who has now been promoted to a master craftsman, vegetables are the sweetest after the winter snow. I have eaten too much delicacies and game, so it is a good idea to grow some vegetables myself.
Not far away, in front of another stone table, Mr. Su was studying ink. Su Wangsheng spread out a piece of soft yellowed old paper, dipped the tip of his snow-white pen in ink, turned it gently, lifted it up, and then dropped it, with a large sum of words.
Jumping onto the paper.
“It’s so peaceful!”
Qingye couldn't help but sigh. Such leisurely days were something he had never imagined before. However, his cultivation level had not fallen behind, and his enlightenment had become faster. He had some understanding of the truth here, but when he saw the wave of
Su Qinian, who was holding a hoe, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Who would have thought that the Bright Dragon Emperor and the Second Human Emperor, who is currently recognized as the strongest person in the world, is now loosening the soil and growing vegetables like a farmer, except for that
Coarse cloth and white robe, there is no trace of the temperament of a master.
Well, the real strong men have returned to their original nature and do not show up to the outside world. Qingye murmured in his heart, feeling bored, and got up to go find Qingyu for a drink.
The days passed day by day, and it was the end of the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye.
Compared with previous years in Wudang Mountain, this year's New Year atmosphere is more intense. In addition to going deep into the four seas to clean up the remnants of the demon clan, most of the Wudang disciples who had no time to return came back before the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Behind the Qingyang Palace, Mr. Xuan Xi put down the water ladle in his hand and stood in the field, a little dazed. When he came to his senses, the last piece of frozen soil in the field had been turned soft, and a hoe was leaning against the wall of the courtyard.
Su Qinian has disappeared.
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Dayuan, Tianying Road, Chunyang Prefecture.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Guyang City, the capital of the state, has been decorated with lights and the New Year's Market is very lively. Recently, the curfew has been relaxed, and more merchants are coming and going out of the city to visit relatives. After sweeping the world, the five countries finally
With his hands free, in just a month or so, many monster beasts and monster clans hidden in the deep mountains, old forests, and wild valleys were almost wiped out.
Of course, as the main city of a state and the seat of the state capital, Guyang City has always been very peaceful. More importantly, Tianying Ridge, eighty miles outside the city, is the seat of the Tianying Sect, the largest sect in the country, and the first leader of the Tianying Sect.
Grasping the destiny of heaven, his force reaches the sky, and he is the master of the Great Yuan Dynasty. His status is respected. Tianying teaches his disciples to walk in one place, kill demons and eliminate demons, ensure peace and tranquility in one place, and be praised by all directions.
Tianying Ridge.
This is a steep and straight mountain range, like a divine sword hanging upside down. It towers into the sky and can be more than a thousand feet high. Even if it is dozens of miles away, you can feel a vast and overwhelming momentum coming towards you.
Entering the mountain entrance, the eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect who were on duty at the mountain gate had their eyes as sharp as an eagle's gaze. The swords in their hands were picked over the oilcloths on the carriage. They were carefully inspected before being released. They were responsible for transporting new year's supplies. The middle-aged merchants from Guyang City couldn't help but
He breathed a sigh of relief, his back was sticky and wet with sweat. Even if he came here every year, facing these disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect, he still couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart. The spiritual energy was far from comparable to that of those small sects.
After a while, after hearing the sound of horse hooves disappearing in the distance, the eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect looked at each other and withdrew their sharp gazes.
"The New Year Festival is coming. It's our hundredth year since the founding of the Tianying Sect."
"A hundred years ago, Patriarch Tianying grasped the destiny and became a grandmaster. At that time, my uncle had just realized the Tao Yuan Shen."
"Yes, in the blink of an eye, my uncle ascended to the pinnacle of Chunyang, and his destiny was expected. The second uncle's battle in front of the Demon God Mountain finally broke the shackles, passed through the ten thunder tribulations, and entered the realm of truth, far away from the soul of Chunyang.
, there is only one step left, and now it ranks fifth on my Great Yuan Shen list."
"It's just that the uncle of the third master was trapped in the Pure Yang Jedi and has never come out..."
Having said this, the eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect fell silent. The Pure Yang Jedi is located on the bank of Tianying Ridge. It is one of the five life Jedi of the human race. It is difficult for people above the Pure Yang to penetrate deeply, and under the Pure Yang, unless they break through,
As for Yuan Shen Chunyang, otherwise he would not be able to escape death. Generally speaking, no one would choose to walk into such a place of death unless there is no hope.
But back then, Hulun Hai, the great uncle of the third master who had just realized the soul for the first time, walked in. This kind of courage shocked many Tianying followers, and some people were puzzled. In the blink of an eye, some years passed, and when he was mentioned from time to time,
There are only a lot of sighs left.
"You are so courageous to talk nonsense about your elders!"
Suddenly, someone snorted coldly, like thunder, exploding in the ears of the eight Sky Eagle Sect disciples. The eight people were shocked and turned around. At some point, a slender but slightly childish figure emerged from the mountain gate.
Get out.
This is a young boy who looks young, no more than seven or eight years old. He has red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance. The only thing that makes him different from ordinary children is that his eyes are sharp, revealing a kind of maturity and arrogance. More importantly,
What's more, he was wearing a dragon robe, and there was a terrifying majesty on his body, which oppressed the eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect who had already given birth to the true energy of their inner sect, and their hearts trembled, and they almost did not dare to look directly at him.
"Little great uncle!"
The eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Cult quickly saluted, especially the disciple of the Sky Eagle Cult who mentioned Hulun Hai, who showed a look of fear. Since that incident, this one was rescued by the Grandmaster Tian Ying with his great supernatural power.
After changing his skin, although his cultivation has not retreated but advanced, it has stopped at the realm of Yuanshen. It is difficult to make any progress. Especially in recent years, his temperament has become more and more perverse and unpredictable. Many disciples have suffered, but
Due to his status, he often dares to get angry but dare not speak out.
"Little Master Uncle, please calm down. I am just worried about the safety of Third Master Uncle, so I don't dare to make any false claims."
The young man raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "How dare you question me!"
The expression of the disciple who spoke changed greatly, and he continued: "How dare you..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man waved his sleeves, and a wisp of unstoppable Hunyuan Qi came towards him. The terrifying power of heaven and earth made him stagnant, and he could no longer say a word.
Even more unable to move, the other seven disciples also changed their expressions. Although the force of this blow would not cause death, it would definitely not be fatal. Injury to muscles and bones was inevitable.
"You still haven't made any progress."
Just when the disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect, who were imprisoned by the power of heaven and earth, were frightened and uneasy, a voice sounded, calm and indifferent, but it was like a Yanghe pure breeze blowing, what power of heaven and earth, Hunyuan Zhenqi
, all like the white snow in spring, disappearing into smoke.
Several Tianying Cult disciples were startled, and when they turned their eyes, they saw a figure in a coarse white robe appearing in front of the mountain gate. A young man with a gentle temperament and an ordinary look, but for some reason,
Several disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect felt that there was an aura that made them feel at ease in this young man who suddenly appeared. Unknowingly, their trembling hearts were soothed.
Who is this?
Several disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect looked at each other, and they knew without even thinking that the blow that had just come from the young master's uncle was resolved by this one. A first-class master of the Hunyuan Realm at this age, several disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect continued to attack.
Contrary to the rumors, there are many such young masters in their Great Yuan territory, but to be so calm and composed in front of the gate of their Tianying Sect, it seems that they are still familiar with and not afraid of the little master's uncle, they must have a lot of background.
They have some guesses, but they don't really take action. With their cultivation and eyesight, they can't be sure which one of them it is.
"you you!"
However, contrary to the expectations of the eight disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect, the young master uncle who had always been eccentric and had a drastic change in temperament actually seemed to stutter at this moment. His eyes were no longer sharp and arrogant, nor were they angry or dissatisfied. Instead, they seemed to have some
……fear.
Yes, it’s fear!
Several disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect have always found this idea somewhat unbelievable. With this person's identity, there are only a few people in the world who can scare him. Even the elders of the Yuanshen dare not let go of their bodies easily, and they are even more afraid.
, let alone a young master who should be of the same generation as him, or even a generation later.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Immediately, the young master's uncle staggered back, the fear in his eyes became more intense, and he stared at the figure in a coarse white robe, and then shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master, help!"