The air in the mountains is still cool after the rain, the days are long and there is nothing to do, and Yan sits leisurely.
The people at the table at the foot of the mountain, one big and one small, all had their legs crossed, eating melon seeds and chatting about various things, just passing the time leisurely.
The two of them are good brothers who are famous for their lofty ambitions in Luo Luo Shan. There is no need to cultivate Taoism and no need to practice boxing. Why? We are both top-notch geniuses.
"Leave aside geniuses, people who can climb mountains and practice Taoism, with the same physical strength, must avoid certain potholes on the way to practice, such as the talisman road. The threshold is high, the money is high, and they need the guidance of a master, otherwise they will accidentally fall into the trap.
You will waste your life, talk about immortality, and talk about ascending to heaven. This makes a woman afraid of marrying the wrong man and entering the wrong profession."
"It is absolutely true. What Brother Da Feng said is absolutely true. What he said is absolutely true."
"Some pits are shallower, and you can still climb out after suffering a loss. But some pits are very deep, and you can't climb out if you jump in. What's most scary is encountering a bottomless pit with no bottom.
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"Brother Dafeng is one of the few martial arts masters in Aquarius Continent. Learning martial arts and practicing boxing is a profession where the threshold is not high. It is not a trap, right?"
"This is not called a pit."
Zheng Dafeng nodded and said, "It's a cliff."
Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said nothing. It would be unconscionable for him to echo a few words.
Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Of course the number of people who learn martial arts outside the mountains is far more than the number of Taoists in the mountains, but you can't think that learning martial arts is not a trap just because of this. You can't see Chen Ping'an and Cao Ci either.
I am young, have a high level, and am flying in the sky, so I feel that this industry is so easy to get along with."
At this moment, on the mountain road not far away, an old immortal with immortal style and Taoism came. He had three long beards and elegant Taoist clothes. He was Lu Yong, the master of the Qinghu Palace in Tongyezhou.
The old man holds a fly whisk in his hand and walks steadily, making him look very majestic.
In the words of my old cook, if there is not a land god on the mountain, and if there is not a county magistrate in Gongmen, there is no way he can escape from this kind of momentum.
Chen Lingjun took a closer look, stood up hurriedly, shook his sleeves, and strode forward, "Hey, isn't this Brother Lu? There are only a few visitors here!"
The old man stopped, nodded, and said with a smile: "Come here uninvited, nagging, nagging."
Then Lu Yong added, "I saw fellow Taoist Jing Qing and Grandmaster Zheng from a distance. What a talker, he has the aura of Qingxiao, and he sits like a white jade figure."
Zheng Dafeng was not a janitor now, so he didn't get up to entertain guests. Hearing Lu Yong's comment, he was greatly impressed. He was indeed a real person. He did have some true knowledge and insights, and he told the truth to everyone.
Chen Lingjun imitated the master of the mountain and sighed, "You just say some polite words, who are you looking down on? Brother Lu, when he comes to our Luopo Mountain, he still needs to say hello to others? This is a shabby and dishonest thing to say, and it seems that we are here.
Are you snobbish and don't care about old feelings at all? It doesn't matter if you slap me in the face. Which of us brothers is following whom? At worst, it will be over with just two cups of wine at the wine table. Slapping my master in the face is not allowed, absolutely not allowed.
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Lu Yong laughed loudly, changed the way to the door, and clasped his fists for Jiang Hu and shook his head vigorously, "It's true that I'm being pretentious. I went back to the table and punished myself with three bowls first."
Chen Lingjun asked from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Lu is a very busy man now. What is it? The letter doesn't explain clearly, so I have to climb the mountain in person? Could it be that I have encountered some difficulties? Can you tell me in private? I will help you if you can.
, If you don’t help, you are a grandson.”
Lu Yong hesitated for a moment, but chose to say straightforwardly: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, to be honest, I have a direct disciple named Zhao Zhu. I am not just bragging. Zhao Zhu's Taoist qualifications are not bad, and his character is even better." Yes, I'm just wondering if I can help this apprentice get a seat at the back of your Jise Peak Patriarch's Hall, so that he can be a guest guest who can sit in on the proceedings. In this way, I can take it off later. I have a lot of responsibilities on my shoulders, and I plan to take care of myself in old age, so it becomes more and more justifiable for Zhao Zhu to inherit the position of palace lord."
For such a big matter, just sending a letter from Feijian does not seem sincere enough, just like Qinghu Palace giving orders to Luolu Mountain.
Lu Yong didn't think he had such a big face, so he had to make this trip in person, meet with Master Chen, and discuss the matter carefully. Well, he was somewhat sure.
Chen Lingjun rubbed his chin, thought carefully for a moment, and said with a serious expression: "Zhao Zhao, remember, I met him, he is a good person. If he is just an ordinary guest guest, it is not difficult at all, but it is said that we have a position in the ancestral hall. Yes, this is no small matter. I can’t help the mountain master and agree randomly, but I can guarantee two things. One is that when the mountain master comes back to the mountain, I will go to the mountain master in private to help Zhao. Speak kind words to the child and help him. Furthermore, if the mountain master thinks this matter is feasible and really wants to include it in the Jise Peak discussion process and discuss it in the Patriarch Hall, I will definitely be the first to support it without any hesitation!"
Lu Yong thanked him sincerely and asked in a low voice: "Master Chen is not in the mountain now?"
Chen Lingjun hummed and said, "I'm going down the mountain. My master is always so busy."
The kid in green clothes laughed, "That's why we can be so free."
"You can make no mistakes when you are busy, and you can make mistakes when you are free. It requires real ability."
The old master smiled and said: "The atmosphere in the mountain is so good, Taoist fellow Jingqing deserves a lot of credit."
Chen Lingjun silently memorized this truth, it must be a good word of wisdom, so that he can argue with some stupid girl who only teaches him how to do nothing.
Lu Yong, who planned to live here for a while, met Zheng Dafeng and chatted for a few words. They had a similar atmosphere. One of them praised Lu Yong. He has a fairy spirit, which is rare, and he is more humane and valuable. One said that Mr. Zheng worked hard and had great achievements, but regarded his fame as dirt, and was more devoid of desires than a Taoist. The more they talked, the more they liked each other, so they arranged for a drink. Mr. Lu then signed with Taoist Master Xianwei with a pen, and Chen Lingjun led Mr. The real person went up the mountain to stay in an elegant and quiet house. The relationship between Luolu Mountain and Qinghu Palace was a bit similar to the "worldly relatives" relationship between two villages at the foot of the mountain, which was a bit stronger than ordinary allies.
Before Chen Lingjun came down the mountain, he saw another unfamiliar face.
Zheng Dafeng clicked his tongue and said in surprise, "What a wonderful day it is today, all the guests are here."
I saw a graceful woman on the mountain road, coming slowly. She was like a fairy sister whose feathers were often smoky.
After careful inspection, I found a mole on the tip of her nose. Far from being a pity for a beautiful jade, it actually had a finishing touch of beauty.
Zheng Dafeng hurriedly straightened his clothes, planning to go and meet the unidentified woman in person. The former janitor, wasn't she still the janitor? We are in trouble and don't want to burn bridges.
After meeting the woman, she directly handed over a certificate. Zheng Dafeng took it and was quite surprised after confirming that it was not a forgery.
It was actually a customs clearance document issued directly by the Chinese Confucian Temple.
I heard from the gossip that over the years, the Confucian Temple has only taken out more than a hundred copies?
Generally speaking, the Qi practitioners who receive this honor are mostly local monks in the wilderness, as well as spies who have been placed in the wilderness by Haoran Tianxia and have not returned home for a long time.
The name on the Guan Certificate is Zheng Qingjia, and his Taoist name is Yuanhu. However, his place of origin and sect are not stated.
The female cultivator smiled and said: "I dare not hide it. I actually come from the wild world. In the past, the dojo was located in Jincui City. Now I am a monk who has not yet been included in the genealogy of Baidi City."
Zheng Dafeng suddenly realized it and said that this Taoist name looked familiar. It turned out to be the city lord of Jincui City. Ha, a real immortal city lord?!
Nowadays, the surname is Zheng, which makes sense.
Qingjia said in extremely mellow Dali Mandarin: "This trip to Aquarius Continent is only for two things. One is to follow Mr. Zheng's decree, find Gu Can, and assist him in establishing the sect with all his strength. The other is to come to see a certain person.
A senior from his hometown can trace his origins. This senior can be regarded as the founder of our Jincui City. Jincui City can be what it is today, and Zheng Qingjia can be where it is today. It is all thanks to him. Recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors. This is the meaning of the title.
, now that Jincuicheng belongs to the vassal sect of Baidi City, and the matter of returning to the clan has been settled, it is even more necessary for me to come here and recognize my ancestors."
Zheng Dafeng knew this clearly.
Xiao Mo did indeed leave six holes of Dao in the wild world, but one time when everyone got together to chat, according to Xiao Mo, it seemed that there was only one line of incense left there, not a climate, there were three or two cats and dogs, and they were there at any time.
It is possible that the incense has been cut off. Logically speaking, the remaining incense that Xiaomo had back then should not belong to Jincui City. Even the Qi practitioners in Haoran Tianxia have heard of such a famous sect like Jincui City in the wilderness.
For example, Zheng Dafeng knew that this sect was famous for having many female cultivators and good robes, so it would be even better if the female cultivators wore beautiful robes. For ten days and a half, they would change one every day.
None of them are the same, although in the end they all arrive at the same destination by different paths, and they all have to take off their clothes... Just thinking about it can make the bachelors laugh.
Zheng Dafeng wiped his mouth and explained with a smile: "Xiaomo is not on the mountain and has gone on a long trip. But he will be back soon. I believe fellow Taoist Qingjia will not wait long."
Qingjia smiled and said, "I haven't had time to ask my Taoist friends for their names yet."
Zheng Dafeng said: "What a coincidence, we are both surnamed Zheng. We were the same family five hundred years ago. My sister is a few years older. Since we are both surnamed Zheng, it is not appropriate to call me Xiao Zheng. Just call me Xiao Feng."
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Zheng Dafeng invited: "I would like to invite Taoist fellow Yuanhu to go to the humble residence for a visit. The place is simple..."
The customs in the wild world are not to be rude, not to mention that Qingjia is still the lord of a city. He has been mediating between Yangzhi and Feifei, who are both the throne demons, for many years. Now he has followed Zheng Juzhong.
Qingjia didn't feel the need for herself and the man in front of her to be arrogant and submissive, so she directly interrupted the sloppy man's greasy words and said with a smile: "I won't disturb Daoyou Zheng's residence. I would like to ask if I can go hiking and take a walk.
, I only had a cursory glance at the scenery on the mountain road, and I have really admired Master Yinguan’s dojo for a long time.”
Zheng Dafeng immediately changed his mind, patted his chest and said, "It's easy to talk about. I can walk down this mountain regardless of its size or distance with my eyes closed. I'll take you up the mountain."
The immortal captain was speechless.
Qingjia probably never imagined that he would meet such a person at the foot of the mountain before he entered the mountain.
The Luo Luo Mountain in her impression was not like this.
After all, the dojo was founded by the young Yin Guan himself, so it should be the kind of mountain top that is heavily guarded and orderly.
Because he didn't know who the man named Zheng was in Luopo Mountain, what his background was, and what his relationship was with Chen Yinguan, Qingjia had no choice but to follow him up the stairs and climb the mountain slowly.
Fortunately, the trip was worthwhile. When Qingjia got her wish and truly set foot on Luolu Mountain, the discomfort caused by the man around her was largely diluted.
After recording his name with the Taoist priest, Qingjia stopped and took a deep breath before formally walking up the mountain and passing the mountain gate archway. He looked up at the plaque and bowed.
If you are not a monk from the wild monster clan, you will never be able to truly understand the complex and heavy thoughts of Qingjia and the others.
Because I have never been a true enemy of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Last Yin Official.
Chen Lingjun sent Brother Lu to his residence. On the way back to the foot of the mountain, he saw Zheng Dafeng hooking up with a random girl. He felt sad for a moment. Brother Dafeng, he has been single for many years. It's hard.
Chen Lingjun sneaked over to Xianwei first and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"
The Taoist priest Xianwei answered from the bottom of his heart: "It's a foreign Taoist friend. His surname is Zheng, his name is Qingjia, and his Taoist name is Yuanhu. He seems to be here to see Gu Can."
After all, unlike Zheng Dafeng, Xianwei couldn't see much inside information from the genealogy. He had never been curious about this visitor's background.
Chen Lingjun nodded, thinking he understood.
I guess this woman is the homeless wild cultivator from Shanze who has no way to seek refuge. She can't find the gate of the temple in Baidi City in Middle-earth even with the pig's head, because she heard about the porcelain relationship between her master and that little slug somewhere.
Because of the relationship, I just want to ask my master to help me soothe my cheeks, say a few good words to Gu Can, and make an introduction?
The boy in green sighed softly, it was not easy either.
We were hiking together, listening to Zheng Dafeng's ramblings, and trying different ways to be attentive and approachable. Chen Lingjun, who was walking behind, clenched his hands into fists and pressed them against his cheeks to suppress his laughter.
Passing by an open house, there was an old man in the courtyard, lying on a wicker chair, closing his eyes and concentrating, breathing long and long, as if he was sleeping lightly, holding a yellowed cattail leaf fan on his abdomen.
As he passed the open courtyard gate, Qingjia happened to catch a glimpse from the corner of his eye. A flower that seemed to have been persuaded by the spring breeze to travel far away from the branch, swayed, and fell on the old man's forehead.
She took a few more glances.
The old man is similar to the one next to him named Zheng. He seems to be a martial artist, and his level is definitely not low.
Qingjia's realm was high enough to see that the old man who was in a trance like a monk was not pretending to be asleep, but was really "sinking his mind and wandering around."
It is rare for a martial artist to be like this, but for Qingjia, it is not that big of a fuss. After all, what she sees and hears are the stories of high-ranking people in the wild world.
The man named Zheng next to me, even if he were twenty years younger, I believe his appearance would not be much better.
But the old man in the hospital, if his age were doubled, and based on his magnanimity, he would be a handsome man?
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his hands, was it accidental or intentional?
The old cook really has a skill. Who will take the bait if Jiang Taigong is left fishing?
You can learn this trick!
Looking at Zheng Dafeng who was eager to try, Chen Lingjun felt that he had to be a staunch friend for once, and said in his heart: "Brother Dafeng, listen to my advice, don't learn this craft. Trust me once, and the result will only be...
It's just the opposite. No matter how bad the old cook's appearance is, when he shuts up and doesn't speak, he still looks a bit like a dog. If it were that falling flower that hits you on the head, in the eyes of a woman, it feels like... you can tell
No?"
Zheng Dafeng laughed and said, "Let's talk. I'm all ears."
Chen Lingjun lowered his voice and said, "You fell into a trap."
Zheng Dafeng held down the boy in Tsing Yi's head and said, "You can use metaphors now, you're quite good at talking."
Chen Lingjun sighed, feeling sorry for himself and said, "It's true that my loyal words are offensive to my ears."
Zheng Dafeng lost interest all of a sudden, so he made an excuse and asked Chen Lingjun to lead the way. The man looked gloomy, his back was drawn, and he went down the mountain alone.
Zhu Lian often behaves like this now, treating sleep as a form of spiritual practice, and everyone is accustomed to it.
According to the intelligence leaked by Xiaomi Li, it seems that the old cook has arranged a fight with the good mountain master. The place is in the capital city of Nanyuan State, which is inside his blessed land. This winter, the fight will happen when it snows.
Zheng Dafeng walked out of the bluestone path, which is the main sacred path of Jiling Peak. It can be climbed up or down. After hesitating for a while, Zheng Dafeng walked towards the top of the mountain.
He turned his head and looked at the foot of the mountain. Behind a pillar of the mountain gate archway, there would be a bamboo chair, sitting on it was a fake Taoist priest who was not even allowed to teach him his private jar.
In fact, his name was Nian Jing, Xianwei was just his name, and he also gave himself the name "Xuxuan" to travel around the world.
He was "abducted" by the mountain master from the Great Li capital, so everyone who followed the mountain master in Luopo Mountain was used to calling him Taoist Master Xianwei.
Only when Chen Lingjun was familiar with him would he deliberately turn the word "Xuanxu" upside down and jokingly call him Taoist Master Xuanxu, pretending to be Xuanxu.
Xianwei's realm is not high, and his face is not thin. He has been wandering around the world for many years, but he is still ashamed of this? On the contrary, he likes what Taoist Taoist Jingqing said.
Taoist Xianwei watched the door every day in Tianqing, hiding a book in each sleeve. When there was no one around, he would read the more serious book. When there was someone around, he would read the more serious book.
It's raining...what else can I do, just stay indoors and take shelter from the rain.
At most, he just held an umbrella, pretended to be cool, and sat at the gate of the mountain. He was as cold as a quail. He couldn't sit there for long, and then went back to the house to read.
According to a rough estimate, it rained continuously for nine days in the vast world?
In the Qingming world, it is probably five days. In the Western Buddhist country, it is probably four days.
A wild world, half a day. A colorful world, half a day?
Zheng Dafeng originally thought that Xianwei would inexplicably break into several realms during this "world" rain.
It's not unusual to break the boundary, but it's strange not to break the boundary.
But things just happened to be so weird.
I never thought that Xianwei's state was so "stable" that it was unreasonable and untouchable. Now that the rain has stopped, the Taoist priest was in the second state when he came to Luopo Mountain, and he is still in the second state now.
After all, cultivation is a family matter. It is not easy for Zheng Dafeng to remind him of anything, nor should he talk too much.
It is often said at the foot of the mountain that one word can reveal a secret, but on the mountain there is a taboo of "it is a pity to reveal it".
Zheng Dafeng held the back of his head with both hands and swayed his shoulders as he walked up the mountain. The mountain breeze blew on his face, feeling refreshed.
Hey, since Miss Cen’s graceful figure is not seen on the mountain road, she must be practicing boxing on the white jade square on the top of the mountain. The woman punches, tossing and turning, ups and downs, how beautiful is it?
Slowly walking up the stairs, Zheng Dafeng straightened his clothes, spit in the palm of his hand, and smoothed his hair from his temples.
In the past, his master didn't like to chat with him. Senior brother Li Er didn't know if he was pretending to pass on the imperial edict or because he saw his junior brother was more handsome than him and deliberately made disgusting remarks to himself. He said that the reason why Zheng Dafeng was not good at learning martial arts, praying to gods was ineffective, and he was devout.
Being dishonest means not being able to succeed at a high level and not working at a low level, and you will end up in a situation where you can’t rely on both sides. You can’t learn anything, and you can’t master anything in martial arts. Just because you are a soft-eared person with an uncertain mind, and you don’t know what you really want.
People who want and pursue whatever they want. Over the years, Zheng Dafeng has repeatedly chewed these heavy words in Feisheng City under the colorful world, and knows that the truth is such a truth, otherwise he would not think of building a shrine next to Dadu
The temple is a Shinto. But deep down, Zheng Dafeng is still... lazy.
Not much better than Zhong Qian who thinks about lunch and dinner after breakfast every day, and still thinks about making midnight snack after dinner.
The common man does what he wants. When he goes out, there are others who are flattering him and chasing after his butt. When he returns home, he has a group of wives and concubines, a mountain of gold and silver.
What Taoists want is to climb up one level at a time, to be like a land immortal who can prolong life, and to be immortal and soar mistyly, hoping to live as long as heaven and earth.
Zheng Dafeng took all of this very lightly.
Just think of it as a dog that can't change its habit of eating shit.
Zheng Dafeng climbed to the top of Jiling Peak first. He didn't see Cen Yuanji, so he planned to go to the back mountain again. The little girl named Cao Yuan seemed to be shy every time he saw him. Doesn't Bao Qi mean something to him?
The girl has good eyesight. I don't know whether she covets her appearance or recognizes her excellent martial arts skills.
Both? Alas, I have to live up to their infatuation again.
Zheng Dafeng walked around the original mountain temple on the top of the mountain, lay down beside the railing, and looked at the mountains stretching all the way to the north. His eyes were full of the color of indigo, which was especially lovely after the rain.
I wonder if that girl from Sudian could learn the true martial arts when she saw the senior brother who had never met her face and learned boxing in the unfamiliar Qingming world.
This is a well-deserved big shot.
Even if he is said to be the number one martial artist in the world and the entire human world, there is no objection.
First, he was the last priest of the Great Wall of Jianqi, the Yan Kingdom. Then he was the Yanzhao of Lizhu Cave, Xie Xinen. Now he is the number one martial artist in Qingming World, Yashan Linjiangxian.
Zheng Dafeng has stayed in Feisheng City for several years and is very familiar with the customs and customs there.
In addition, he and Miss Nian Xin often flirted with each other, and their relationship became very good. He also knew all the stories about the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Compared with the famous summer palace, the cold palace is a bit unsightly. It is similar to the vassal of the former. The two have the meaning of the empress of the palace and the concubines of the cold palace.
The outside world will directly link the summer palace to the Yinguan. When one of the titles is mentioned, the other one will naturally come to mind. However, in the hands of the two Yinguan, Xiao Xun and Chen Pingan, they have indeed pushed the summer palace to a very high level.
The location made Qi practitioners from Manhuang and Haoran have deep memories of this place name.
Nowadays, the Hiding Han Palace in Feisheng City has been transferred to the hands of the criminal officials Qi Shou and Nian Xin, who are responsible for the affairs, and has become the official office of the criminal swordsmen and the martial arts performance ground of the warriors.
But in fact, the Tibetan Han Palace was the exclusive territory of the priests a long time ago. It is only the files of the Great Wall of Sword Qi that deliberately avoid talking about it.
One is to avoid the heat, the other is to avoid the cold. To avoid the cold? What kind of cold is to be avoided? Why should we avoid it?
Could it be that the two palaces of the Sword Qi Great Wall have their own origins with the God of Fire and God of Water in the Fifth High School of Heaven in ancient times?
Chen Pingan once asked the boss Jianxian this series of questions. As a result, the boss Jianxian asked him to ask the priest, saying that the priest was in charge of this area and knew better that these old Huang Li were too rough to wipe their butts. Chen Pingan had to ask the priest again.
In addition to the name on the official's secret file, what is his life experience, why was the record erased, and where is this person currently. The boss swordsman said you can ask the previous hidden official. I remember that the braided man seems to be getting along with the priest.
Very good, the relationship is not bad. Chen Ping'an was so angry that he said, "You want me to ask Xiao Xun, who is already in the fourteenth realm, face to face. Should I run away after asking, or will I die after asking? Boss."
Jianxian patted the new Yinguan on the shoulder and sighed, "So, you can't just be taller than Xiao Xun. It won't work. When your level is equal to hers, you can ask, and you can run away after asking."
If you want to chat more, just chat more.
The barrier installed in Lizhu Cave was originally created by Cui Han.
Chen Ping'an already knew that the current keeper was still Lin Zhengcheng. As for the previous keeper, there was no record and he did nothing. It seemed that his senior brother Cui Chang was not satisfied with his actions, so he replaced him with Lin Zhengcheng, who worked in the kiln supervision and construction department.
, is the foreigner whose pseudonym is Xie Xin'en. This person is nominally a disciple of Old Man Yang, and his identity is similar to that of Li Er and Zheng Dafeng later. And "Xie Xin'en", as the last priest of the Sword Qi Great Wall, quietly left his hometown and hung upside down.
Mountains are the only way to go. Later, I met Zhang Tiaoxia, who was the number one martial artist in Haoran in the past, on the sea. They had a fight and just discussed each other. After that, I landed at Tongyezhou and found Qingtong from Zhenyao Tower. According to the
Qing Tong leaked the inside story to Xiao Mo, and the two parties broke up on bad terms. Then they went to Aquarius Island and secretly entered Lizhu Cave.
The disciples taught by Old Man Yang of the medicine shop were, without exception, all martial artists. From Xie Xin'en, to Li Er, Zheng Dafeng, and finally to Su Dian and Shi Lingshan.
Of course, there must have been some "senior brothers and sisters" before Xie Xin'en, but after all, the lifespan of a pure martial artist is not as good as that of a qi practitioner. Unless there are exceptions like Xie Xin'en, I think they have all been wiped out.
In the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the last martial artist of the End was Bai Lianshuang, the old nanny of Ning Mansion.
According to the archival records of the Yinguan lineage, going back even further, it turns out that the last Zijing martial artist was hundreds of years old, and she was still a female master.
Even if we keep turning the pages forward, in the long history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the number of martial arts masters who can reach the top of the mountain and reach the end is still pitifully small.
The reason for this abnormality is naturally that the Great Wall of Sword Qi had already planned to build embankments to block the flow, and accumulated great accumulation to allow someone to monopolize the military fortune.
This person is the last priest. His surname is Yan Mingguo. His real name is Yan Guo.
Chen Ping'an once saw an annotation in a secret file that was clearly written by Xiao Min.
"The physical body of every pure warrior is a pantheon of incense."
Thousands of years ago, the first ancestor of the military strategist single-handedly pioneered martial arts and created a new world. Unfortunately, he reached the top but failed to reach heaven and became a great monk in the fifteenth realm like the founder of the three religions. It is said that precisely because he was blessed with martial arts, this path was different from Shinto.
Too close, but it became a burden that couldn't be thrown away. Unless he dispersed all his luck, he would have a chance. But at that time, the battle to reach the sky was about to come, so he threatened to talk about it later. The war was imminent and he would have more killing power.
It was also good. As for what happened later, it was the split and internal strife that almost caused chaos in the world again. He was beheaded and imprisoned in the sky for thousands of years.
Back then, Chen Pingan also asked the boss Jianxian a crucial question: why Ning Yao was so seriously injured in the small town.
Chen Qingdu's answer at the time was rather perfunctory. He only said that someone had made a fortune telling that Ning Yatou should suffer this calamity, and the sooner the better. Don't be afraid of bad things early, but it is easier to deal with them.
Zheng Dafeng straightened up and focused his gaze on a mountain.
Not far from the north of Luo Po Mountain, there is a medium-sized hilltop. There is no owner practicing Taoism there, so it is so deserted.
I remember Wei Bo mentioned it once, it seemed that there had been some construction projects on that mountain before, but they were just careless and superficial, and then abandoned halfway.
Further north is Hoan Kiem Lake, which was formed by the Longquan Sword Sect's relocation of all the peaks.
The mountain and the water seemed a little lonely, and they were silent for a long time.
Zheng Dafeng thought for a while, that lonely mountain top, it seems to be called Jinran Mountain?
The matter of love between men and women is actually similar to that of cultivating Taoism.
If the mountain doesn’t belong to me, I will go to the mountain.
It's probably wishful thinking and unrequited love. Even if you get closer, you can only see the mountain from the foot of the mountain.
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Zheng Dafeng went to the back mountain, and then Chen Lingjun took Qingjia to the top of the mountain. He planned to visit here first and then take her to Jise Peak to have a look.
Qingjia looked at the building on the top of the mountain and asked doubtfully: "Where is this place?"
It turns out that there is no plaque hanging here, but there is a long couplet hanging here. It doesn't look like a fairy mansion, but more like an ancestral temple?
Why was it hung here earlier? Why not remove it now?
Chen Lingjun explained with a smile: "There used to be a mountain temple here, and this is the old site. Later, the mountain god changed the place and moved to Qidun Mountain. The road we took up the mountain just now was actually an incense burning shrine. My father liked it very much.
This couplet has been left behind. According to local customs, it can be called "Yu Zu". Although it looks a bit strange and does not match, my husband believes in this and it is not just for show.
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Qingjia suddenly realized, no wonder.
She looked at the couplet a few more times and silently wrote down the content.
The whispers in the world are as if the sky heard thunder. Although our ancestors are far away, we should offer sacrifices sincerely. Don't worry about who I was in the previous life. You need to focus on this life. I will make your destiny. It will be on this day for eternity.
The dark room is heartbreaking, and the eyes are like lightning. Although my descendants are stupid, it is good to read poems and books. I don’t care who I am in the next life. Don’t despise this body. Seek your own blessings. Three talents are here and six feet away.
Chen Lingjun did not urge her to move. We in Luoposhan are full of knowledge. We are the ones who know how to cherish blessings the most.
On the way to Luopo Mountain, no matter how hard Qingjia, who was in the immortal state, tried his best to see the mountain, he could only see the mountain from outside the mountain. It was covered by clouds and fog, so he couldn't see it clearly.
After passing the archway at the foot of the mountain and actually entering the mountain, I realized that there was indeed a different cave. In addition, Qingjia's spiritual awareness was sharp, which was different from that of ordinary Taoists. He only mentioned the continuous heavy rain that refused to stop, and Qingjia could see more.
There are many ways, and she has obtained a piece of Tao Yun, but she has not been able to truly refine it so far. Qingjia knows that this matter is not trivial, but it is a pity that she is allowed to use her magical powers in various ways, and even specially chooses one on the spot.
In a place with clean mountains and rivers, he tried to form a formation to receive rainwater, hoping to get more harvests, but still could not get more "gifts" from heaven. Qingjia knew that this matter could not be obtained by force, so he had to give up and set off on his way.
Before, she did not remove the landscape formation. Instead, she left a sum of fairy money and allowed it to continue to operate. The loss of some natural materials and earthly treasures was not worth mentioning. It was left for those who were destined to enter the mountain to obtain this good thing.
That's it. Qingjia came to this Luo Luo Mountain. Although she was a little disappointed at the foot of the mountain, when she climbed up the mountain, she became more and more sure that the mountain was hiding a great formation. It was very mysterious. Even if there was no one in the mountain, she wanted to
Sneaking in is still harder than climbing to the sky.
Qingjia had already noticed at a glance that the kid in green clothes named Jingqing next to her had a water snake at her feet. Thanks to her ability to walk through water, she had the perfect Yuanying appearance today. Chen Lingjun took her to the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall.
The two sides browsed and chatted, and the scenery they saw along the way made her feel relaxed and happy. The sky was bright, the ground was warm and misty, the smoke and clouds filled the rock walls, and the pines and cypresses arched out of the landscape house. It was indeed a miracle of nature and not artificially carved.
In addition, there are many pavilions on the mountain roads for people to rest and enjoy the scenery. Every few miles, there is a pavilion. They have wonderful names and are quite impressive. I think it was the handiwork of Chen Yinguan.
It was only said that the Chanbiting Pavilion they were standing on had a wide view, just like mountain gods helping each other, sweeping away the peaks and clouds, and one could see a mountain range in the distance. Following Qingjia's line of sight, Chen Lingjun introduced that it was called Qidun Mountain.
The place where my good friend Wei Shenjun became enlightened.
For the wise people who have mastered the magical power of Shuchi, Piyun Mountain is very close. If Qingjia had not been hindered by his own background, he really wanted to go to Piyun Mountain, hide his identity, and participate in a famous game.
night party.
The path of incense and the divine way is indeed easier to achieve immortality than refining qi and cultivating the truth.
Qingjia couldn't help but sigh quietly. On the way to a higher level as a Qi practitioner, no matter how hard your heart is to ask questions, you will inevitably sigh. You will lament the hard-earned achievements of your current cultivation and be melancholy about the future path.
It is rugged and difficult to travel. There are thirteen realms under the Hedao. Each mountain opens up a mountain barrier. The realms are passes, and there are tens of thousands of mountains outside the mountains. Different from the ordinary wild monsters, Qingjia has been very fond of the vast world since he was a child.
Admired and fascinated, of course, if Mr. Zheng had not come to Jincuicheng, Qingjia would not have become a traitor and left the wilderness to seek refuge in Baidi City.
There is no limit to the ocean of learning, and there is no limit to my life. My abilities are limited, but my desires are endless.
The skin-shaped body of a human being is a treasure raft for cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal. Otherwise, why would the monsters and spirits in the world go to great lengths to become human beings?
This is the end of being disbanded on the spot, obediently returning a Taoist practice to the world. In many unknown caves, there are many Qi practitioners who have great perseverance, encountered great opportunities, and had great luck, but now they are all dead bones.
No matter what, it's better than the best, but it's better than the worst. Look at the world outside the mountains. How many people are young after thousands of years, and the same poor people have been the same for hundreds of years. Wouldn't it be even more sad?
Qingjia's thoughts wandered thousands of miles.
At the beginning of the melting of heaven and earth, the vitality is weakening.
Reminiscing about the ancient style is so elusive and unattainable.
Hearing the sound of rustling footsteps in the distance, Qingjia immediately put away the scattered thoughts that were as numerous as weeds and calmed down.
She didn't want to show off her cultivation at all, so she didn't use the Buddhist clairvoyance technique. She just turned her head and looked around. There was a strange little girl on the mountain road, holding a bamboo stick and carrying a shoulder bag. Qingjia looked at it.
Look again, you can never be sure of the true state of the person coming.
Seeing that fellow Taoist monk Yuanhu showed no sign of moving for a while, Chen Lingjun simply sat cross-legged on the bench with his hands on his chin, happily taking a break from the busy work.
When it comes to showing up to entertain male monks, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no shirking the responsibility. But for women, Chen Lingjun is not Zheng Dafeng, let alone an old cook, so it is really not a big or small chore.
I recall those days when I was there in Yujiang. Even though I was full of friends and happy all day long, I was not at all unaware of the worldly ways of people on the mountain. Welcomes and farewells were either grievances or business transactions.
Not to mention those old Nascent Soul Immortals whose names are only heard but whose form is not seen. Even if he is a golden elixir, he can also be said to cover the sky with one hand. As the host, Brother Yujiang Water God, Yu Kan, he is here.
Before opening the mansion, it was because of some hidden encounters in the mountains in his early years and the twists and turns of the connection with the Shen Gao Sect that he helped the Yizhou Taoist Master Qi Zhenjun, a disciple of the blessed land.
Yujiang bestowed upon him a treasure trove that was similar to a royal decree to open the palace, and this led to the later splendor of the Qingjian Water Palace, which was shaped like a dragon palace on land.
There was no reason to think of a female Qi practitioner in Qingjianshui Mansion. Her origin was unknown. Her appearance was not bad, but her color was not very beautiful. Although she was not a peerless beauty, she had the unique charm of a beautiful woman... Of course, Chen Lingjun didn't understand that back then.
This is what friends say in private. Some say that she is the forbidden concubine or concubine of the water god Yu Kan. Others say that she is a poor person who came here to take refuge. The family is kind to Yu Kan and hides in Qingjian Water Mansion. Chen Lingjun
All I know is that she lived in seclusion all year round, lived frugally, and was extremely stingy. When it came to her practice, she really had a determination to pursue the path even if she died in this life. This was probably the so-called death for pursuing the path in the book of ghosts and monsters. It's a pity.
Her end was not good.
I wasn't familiar with her, and I probably hadn't even talked to her for a few words, so Chen Lingjun didn't feel very sad about her ending. He just felt that something should not be like this, but the result was like this.
That’s it.
Chen Lingjun was not sentimental. On the mountain, he would only show some emotions consistent with his appearance when he thought of his old friends on the other side of the Yujiang River. He murmured: "On the road to practice, there are wind and rain, obstacles are like autumn grass, and the work is like spring ice."
The accumulation is not high. There are many difficulties here, how can the word "hardship" describe them all."
Qingjia was a little surprised when he heard this, and sincerely praised: "Fellow Taoist, great advice."
Chen Lingjun waved his hands repeatedly and said with a laugh: "I won't say that these are formalities. I heard them from Brother Dafeng and just borrowed them."
Qingjia was obviously doubtful.
Chen Lingjun grinned and said: "He becomes a fool whenever he meets a good-looking woman, but he is actually a very smart person."
Qingjia declined to comment.
Before coming to Luopo Mountain to "recognize his ancestors", Qingjia did some solid homework.
Leaving aside the fact that the mountain master Chen Ping'an is the hidden official, the qi practitioners in Haoran's world definitely don't know more inside information than she does in the wilderness.
The most regrettable thing is that there are too few landscape reports about Luolu Mountain. When Qingjia arrived at the boundary of Aquarius Continent, she wanted to get some paper content at the mountain ferry or the Xianjia Inn, but she never expected that she would never find it.
Qi practitioners occasionally mentioned it, and it was mostly gossip. Qingjia knew it was the kind of nonsense that was not illegal as soon as she heard it. After she inquired a little more, she found out the reason. It turned out that before the rise of Luoluo Mountain,
It's just an inconspicuous little sect on a small mountain. At most, it is regarded as a vassal of Piyun Mountain, helping Lord Wei Shan of Dali to "launder" some shady money into clean silver for Beiyue's treasury, so it is not worthy of the report of the mountain.
How to spend pen and ink, it is not appropriate for the Immortal Palace to dig into the details. After all, there are too many investigations. If something goes wrong, the person who is really being talked about has no intention of listening, and the person who has good intentions will find some conclusive evidence, and then be punished by a certain company in Piyunshan.
If the chief official goddess showed it to Mr. Wei Shan, wouldn't she be upset and talk about it in vain? In this way, it would be like quarreling with a northern mountain. When the time comes, Piyun Mountain will bear the grudge and reciprocate the courtesy, directly sending an invitation letter to the night banquet to the door.
, to go or not to go? If you don’t go, it will be a slap in Wei Shanjun’s face. If you go, how should you prepare a congratulatory gift?
Who doesn’t know that the roll call at the foot of Beiyue is a unique experience. Many immortal sects who came to the door with gifts to congratulate have suffered greatly here, just because they underestimated the lavishness of their colleagues and had to temporarily increase the weight of the gifts. The front of the team
Yes, I’m not a person, I like to make myself look fat, and you won’t make it easy for me, right? Then I’ll pay for it out of my own pocket first, then report it to the sect later, and raise the predetermined gift to a higher standard, so that I won’t make things easier for the others after me.
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When the young Yin official quietly returned to his hometown from the Jianqi Great Wall, and then he led the team to inquire about Jian Zhengyang Mountain, it happened to be at the stage where the Confucian Temple banned Haoran's report. It was obvious that the Confucian Temple had been instructed and was deliberately suppressing the news.
, I don’t want Luo Luo Shan and Chen Pingan to be too famous, but there is a tacit understanding between the Chinese Confucian Temple and the Great Li Dynasty. No wonder it is difficult to find a tofu-sized piece of space in the Shanshui Di newspaper in Aquarius Island.
Nowadays, in Aquarius Island, it is recognized that there are three "odd things" and two "weird things" in Luoluo Mountain.
The first wonder is in a sect's immortal mansion with very few genealogy monks; the second wonder is in a mountain sect with a lot of martial arts masters; the third wonder is in a righteous sect with many mountain spirits and monsters.
One of the strange things is that the late comers of Luopo Mountain can actually allow Ruan Qiong, who was the first to determine the identity of the sect, and Longquan Sword Sect to be forced out of the old Li Zhudong world and had to move to the north. You need to know that Ruan Qiong is a member of the Great Li Dynasty.
The chief minister had never thought about making room for Luo Po Mountain. Luo Po Mountain was in full swing and was unstoppable, as can be imagined from this.
I think it was because when Chen Jianxian was young and downcast, in his hometown, he had some kind of relationship with Ruan Qiong, who was the last saint of Lizhu Cave Heaven.
Now that we meet again on the road, or in the imperial palace of Lijing City, does Sect Master Ruan need to give way to Chen Jianxian?
There is another strange thing, that is, the person who protects the mountain and worships Luopo Mountain. Now the outside world only knows that his surname is Zhou. He has a great background and his realm is immeasurably high.
It can only be said that during her time at Zhengyang Mountain, she deliberately suppressed her realm to an extremely low level in the cave from beginning to end. She was the only monk who was so ignorant of the Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal.
Not to mention Zhengyang Mountain, which has a sword master like a cloud, it is not worth her taking action at all, nor is it even worthy of her showing the slightest bit of Taoism.
Despite her skinny appearance as a little girl in black, she must be someone who is profound in Taoism, has rejuvenated her youth, and her cultivation is bottomless.
Occasionally I have some objections, wondering if there is a possibility that the state of worship that week was actually the state that everyone saw?
However, news soon came out that proved the absurdity of this statement and completely dispelled the doubts and disputes. These pieces of news were first spread from the main city of the Sword Qi Great Wall to the mirage in the north in the early years, and then to the mirage in the north.
The cross-continental ferries that reached the Old Dragon City through Daoxuan Mountain traveled all the way to the Aquarius Continent. The monks from Yizhou later realized that in this matter, they were better than Chen Jianxian and became the last generation of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Yin Guan, it turns out that in the Sword Qi Great Wall, Zhou Zongfeng was a well-known figure. He was often mentioned by the local sword cultivators and was respectfully called the big water monster of Mute Lake.
Where is the Great Wall of Sword Qi? The local sword cultivators there are so high-minded that they can't even look down on the entire world, but how can they look down on a few outsiders?
What's more, if the spirits and monsters want to gain a foothold in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is a reason. If I remember correctly, isn't there only the old deaf boy who is the number one great swordsman?
It was indeed a great opportunity. Before Chen Jianxian became successful at that young age, he was able to invite such a fierce general from Luzhou, Beiju, to sit on the top of the mountain and protect the mountains and rivers.
Qingjia asked from the bottom of his heart: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing, could this be your Luolu Mountain's Zhou Zongfeng?"
Chen Lingjun stretched out his hand to greet Xiao Mili and said with a heartfelt smile: "Yes, her name is Zhou Mili, and she is patrolling the mountain. In our family, she has the highest official rank. There is something about our mountain master's two senior brothers.
Everyone has to listen to her, the official authority of our Zhou Dharma Protector is very great."
The speaker has no intention but the listener has intention.
Qingjia was shocked.
Two senior brothers?
There are only a few direct disciples of Wen Sheng, and those senior brothers of the young Yin Guan, just pick two at random, Cui Chan, Zuo Zuo, Liu Shiliu, Qi Jingchun...
Qingjia had originally concluded that this water monster, contrary to the rumors spread by the outside world, was actually in the cave realm, which was absolutely true.
Now she no longer dared to make any judgments.
The little girl in black, who was jumping up and down, first saw Jing Qing's waving hand, and then saw the strange woman in a simple and elegant dress.
He quickly held his breath and concentrated, walked seriously, and quickly came to the pavilion. At the same time, he embraced the green bamboo staff and the golden pole and saluted: "I have met the immortal master. I am glad to meet you."
Generally speaking, if you can go up the mountain, you are not considered an outsider.
Qingjia returned the courtesy and said: "Zheng Qingjia of Jincuicheng, I have the honor to meet Zhou Chongfeng."
The little girl in black nodded. She was not good at making polite greetings with strangers, so she suddenly became aloof.
Qingjia was the first to speak with a smile: "In the past, in the wild Jincui City, I heard about Shanzhu Chen's wine shop and the name of Mute Lake Wine."
The little girl was timid and asked tentatively: "Seriously?"
Qingjia smiled and said, "There are absolutely no lies."
The millet grains suddenly became excited.
The reputation spreads far and wide, haha. It becomes a household name, haha.
The big water monster of Dumb Lake is not tall, but it is famous. It is famous all over the world, and there are more than one, oh, oh, oh, oh.
As for realms and all, they are all misunderstandings, hey, small misunderstandings, hehe.
Qing Jia was still speculating on the true Taoism of the "little girl" in front of him. Could it be that she was really the kind of "Tao Zhenren" who had returned to her original nature and had what the Taoist books call an innocent heart?
She was originally on a mountain patrol, so she was happy to accompany Jing Qing and Yuanhu Immortal to take another trip to Jise Peak.
Qingjia looked at the "little girl" leading the way and shook his head. There were dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the poor mountains. It was not surprising, so he didn't want to guess the cultivation level of the mountain protector.
Chen Lingjun suddenly pointed to the cliff carving on the roadside, "Fellow Yuanhu Taoist, what do you think of these words?"
Qingjia took a look at it, nodded in appreciation and said: "It is a first-class cursive calligraphy with extremely good skills, like a strong man drawing a sword, his spirit is flying."
Chen Lingjun had already prepared the manuscript and immediately added, "It was carved by Zheng Dafeng. Even my mountain master said that he is not weak in academic ability and has the skills of a boy."
Brother Dafeng, I can only help you so far.
It is said that a woman can only hide her ugliness, but a poor man can only hide his ugliness.
Qingjia had been holding a question in her heart for a long time, and she couldn't figure it out. She had asked Mr. Zheng before, but Mr. Zheng seemed to know the answer, but deliberately didn't tell her, and asked her to ask the master again when she got to Luolu Mountain. This
The question is, why did Chen Pingan choose "Luolu Mountain" as the dojo and the foundation for establishing the sect, Luolu? This is not a good word. People at the bottom of the mountain pay attention to auspicious words, but people on the mountain will only be more taboo. Regarding this matter, even
The monks in my hometown all over the wild world have a lot of speculations and quarrels, but they can't come to a conclusion.
Qingjia hesitated and said, "I have a question, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask it."
She immediately laughed at herself, thinking that she had really met the young hermit official, and no matter how curious she was, she didn't dare to ask him face to face.
Xiaomi Li scratched her face and frowned at Jingqing, Jingqing, you answer.
Chen Lingjun was always a big-hearted man, and he laughed and said, "Just ask, fellow Taoist, and I will definitely tell you everything I know."
Outside the mountains, I might be a little more cautious, but in the mountains, on my own territory, with the support of the mountain owner, I am full of courage!
Qingjia asked: "This mountain has a poor name. Does it hide the knowledge of the university?"
As a result, Chen Lingjun was blinded as soon as he heard this. Taoist fellow Yuanhu asked such a tricky question. He had never thought about such a close question.
Cough a few times, hint Xiaomili, you and the mountain master talk about everything, do you have a ready answer?
Xiao Mili and Chen Lingjun had a tacit understanding. He immediately turned around and said with a smile: "Before coming to Luo Po Mountain, I asked the good mountain owner. He said that Luo Po Mountain was an ancient name in the county chronicle of his hometown. He chose the top of the mountain and personally
I went into the mountain to inspect it and saw that it looked promising, so I spent money to buy it. The good mountain owner didn’t think too much at that time.”
In fact, Chen Ping'an told her more, including some secrets that were not known to outsiders. Xiaomi was not good at pouring beans through a bamboo tube. He only said three words to each other, so he couldn't give up everything.
Qingjia nodded and stopped asking. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask again: "Two fellow Taoists, this is a rare opportunity. I have another question. I don't want to say it out loud. As we all know, there are three souls and seven souls in the human body.
, Haoran the sages recorded in ancient books that human essence is the life soul, and the body is called soul. Taoists also say that the soul is the yang god, and the soul is the yin god. However, since ancient times, the spiritual book secrets of refining qi and cultivating immortals, as well as the practice of our monks
However, the golden elixir realm allows the Yin spirit to travel far away from the body, while the Nascent Soul realm creates an outer body of the Yang spirit. The former is virtual, like a soul traveling between heaven and earth, while the latter is real and more consistent with the body. In this way
, is it ambiguous with the yang soul and the yin soul? I dare to ask these two Taoist friends, how to explain this principle? Is it because the ancient writings are wrong, or have we gone astray in our Taoism? "
The little girl leading the way walked a little faster.
The kid in green clothes didn't flutter his sleeves. He had to bring in reinforcements. He first called Brother Dafeng with his heart, saying that the opportunity has come. That Taoist fellow from Yuanhu asked a good question. Please run over and help answer it. She
I have to look at you differently...Zheng Dafeng ignored him. Chen Lingjun could only recite Wei Bo's godly name "Night Tour" in his heart repeatedly. Wei Bo asked what it was about? Chen Lingjun quickly explained the situation, and Wei Bo rewarded him with the word "Go".
Chen Lingjun had no choice but to continue shouting at Zheng Dafeng in his heart. If he didn't come to the rescue, the brothers would do whatever they wanted from now on. Zheng Dafeng, who was busy instructing the young girl Cao Yang on boxing skills at the back mountain, had no choice but to say goodbye and rise up in the wind.
, he landed on the mountain road in an instant, with an elegant figure. When his feet touched the ground, the man shook his sleeves slightly and faced Qingjia with a smile.
Putting aside his appearance and temperament, he does have the demeanor of a master.
Zheng Dafeng gathered their voices together and complained to Chen Lingjun: "It's not that you don't know clearly. I'm used to traveling around the world and relying on my reputation to make a living. The study of metaphysics is not my specialty."
Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said: "Stop talking nonsense and get down to business. Don't let outsiders think that we are uneducated."
Zheng Dafeng felt helpless and had to ask Qingjia to repeat the question. After listening to it, he breathed a sigh of relief and surprised me. It turned out to be a question asked by a young boy in a school.
Damn, I thought Sister Yuanhu was going to ask how to ascend to the sky in one step and in the daytime.
However, Zheng Dafeng had to deliberately pretend to be deep in thought, and then he replied with a smile: "The Li Sheng created the characters, but he personally interpreted and defined the characters, but there were not many. If I remember correctly, there was a sentence of 'the soul'
, the prosperity of ghosts'. It is necessary to know that in the earliest ancient seal script with the word "hun", the word "hun" means ghosts above the clouds and below, and the word "po" means ghosts on the left and white on the right. To explain why it seems to be contrary to the tenets of Taoism, the yin and yang are just interconnected with each other.
.Qi refiners, also known as Taoists in ancient times, are essentially doing things by going upstream, stealing yin and yang, seizing creation, turning the heavens and the earth's axis, and by doing so, they become saints, immortals and ancestors."
Qingjia seemed to have some enlightenment after hearing the words.
Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "A few more words about off-topic topics?"
Qingjia said seriously: "I would like to hear the details and listen attentively."
Zheng Dafeng walked side by side with her and said with a smile: "Ten thousand years ago, in ancient times, the battle to ascend to heaven broke through the heaven, and the divine way collapsed. After that, the world was settled, and the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, which were only in their rudimentary form, were established.
With rapid development, those immortals and talents with destiny and luck will be saved after hearing the Tao, and they will ascend to the enlightenment. They will each open up and find the blessed land of heaven and earth. They will be free and at ease and want to be with heaven and earth. Secondly, they will have longevity and achieve the realm of real people on land.
Stay in the human world. You can feel happy again for a moment, the soul is finally separated, and the boundaries between yin and yang are unclear. Seven thousand years ago was the ancient times, and a group of remnants of ancient gods survived and occupied part of the old god thrones. Each performed his own duties, and the priesthood had slightly less authority.
It was just reduced, and the dragon was still responsible for making clouds and rain. City God temples began to appear in the world, as well as new gods canonized by the imperial court, which were orthodox, and numerous prostitute temples from all over the world, sharing the incense in the world, lest the old gods hide in them and take the opportunity to resurrect. Jane
In short, the purpose of "conferring gods" is to "distract the mind". Year after year, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the establishment of the tradition of beating the spring drum every year in the Chinese Confucian Temple is actually a declaration to the heaven and the earth, to the outside world.
Five thousand years ago was the Middle Ages, and three thousand years ago was marked by the battle of Dragon Slaying. Today, it is generally regarded as modern times by the Qigong practitioners on the mountain. Now, you and I have coincided with this rain, and it is estimated that it will happen again.
A new turning point, as for how future generations will decide, we have to wait for another thousand years."
"In addition to the creation of characters and rituals thousands of years ago, the Ritual Sage has a unique understanding of heaven and earth. About eight thousand years ago, he also worked with experts to formulate more detailed rules. The world has built temples in accordance with the ancient rituals established by the Ritual Sage.
Temples worship the gods, compile family trees, and offer incense. Human beings have three souls and seven souls, which are linked to life and death. When people are alive and live in the world, the soul is one, and the body and spirit are in harmony. After death, the soul ascends to heaven, and the soul body falls to the earth, where the spirit resides.
In the temple, the body is buried and each has its own place. The soul will be enshrined forever because it belongs to the god of the ancestral temple, and will not wander around and become a lonely ghost. The soul will disappear with the decay of the corpse, and the bones, flesh, and bones will return to the earth.
It is destiny. When you are buried, you must cry three times and say a word to seal the coffin before the coffin is sealed. Therefore, in addition to the number of souls, they have different destinations, and they still have priorities. That is
The soul ascends to heaven, and the soul lives underground.”
"Of course the founders of the three religions are powerful, but I only admire the Li Sheng."
Chen Lingjun was shocked when he heard this. He was indeed right about Brother Dafeng. There was something about him.
Even if it's just nonsense, if you can compile so much at once without taking a breath, that's pretty smart, right?
But when Chen Lingjun heard those last words, he quickly kicked Zheng Dafeng secretly, "You speak more leisurely, don't be so insignificant."
Qingjia stopped, turned sideways, bowed his head to the man, and said solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your teaching. It's like seeing the sun after clearing the clouds, and I suddenly became enlightened."
Zheng Dafeng quickly dodged away and said with a smile: "It's just a few casual remarks about Xiantian. I can't deserve this great gift from fellow Taoist Yuanhu."
Qingjia was full of energy, even more colorful, and more and more beautiful. It was really thrilling. "Can you go to your husband's house later to disturb me?"
Zheng Dafeng shook his head, smiled and patted his belly, "My academic ability is meager and I have no time left. If we continue to talk, we will show our timidity."
Without further explanation, Zheng Dafeng had already left.
Qingjia still wanted to persuade her to stay, so she reached out her arms, but hesitated for a moment and gave up.
An expert outside the world is nothing more than this.
But the man who traveled far and wide in a carefree way was still secretly chuckling, "This skill of playing hard to get, and his proficiency in it, is really amazing!"
He didn't realize that the sister was not firm enough in asking questions. Standing where she was, she just let out a long sigh and gave up.
When Zheng Dafeng arrived at the mountain gate, he didn't even bother to talk to the Xianwei. He ran to the house to tidy up the bedding and shook the foot of the bed. It was very firm and would definitely not creak.
The Xianwei was a little curious, so he walked to the house. Zheng Dafeng wiped his mouth, his steps were flying, and shouted: "I'll help guard the door, you just have a rest."
Xianwei didn't know what was going on, but he was just happy to take some time off, so he went to his room. The plaque in the study room was written by Zheng Dafeng, and the old cook helped to make it. It was called "Xuxuan".
A large gold-lacquered ancient seal character.
style.
It's real gold paint.
In fact, Xianwei also has several alternative study names, such as reading the unseen study, or rereading the reviewed study.
In life, if you want to be pleasant to the eyes and enjoy happiness, it is nothing more than reading new books and seeing old familiar people again.
But after thinking about it, Xianwei still felt that a person should not forget his roots. This Taoist slogan has been with him for many years. Hanging there, it is a reminder of the hardships he has endured.
Xianwei entered the study and took out the two serious books from his sleeves. Almost all the study items on the table were sent by Nuanshu. During the holidays, he would add one more to the collection.
Sitting on a four-year-old official's hat chair, he pulled out a Taoist book from a small mountain of books on his desk. The name was a bit long, it was "The Secret Text of Jade Purple Gold and Qinghua Secret Text in Golden Treasures for Refining Alchemy".
Xianwei has a habit of reading and likes to read prefaces and postscripts.
After entering Luopo Mountain, all the Taoist secrets that I had never dreamed of before were at my fingertips, but this habit has not changed. The reason is very simple, except for the beginning and end, and the middle, I can't understand it.
Naturally, he recognized all the words, and when they were connected together, Xianwei was confused. He felt that he couldn't understand it, and it was of no use. Not to mention the relatively pragmatic Taoist book in hand, which explained the process in detail.
, Xianwei read the Xian family's cultivation secrets that marked the passes and cultivation methods one by one, but he still didn't read it. He didn't have any trouble. Instead, he felt sleepy and wanted to take a nap...
Xianwei is not angry about this. Xianwei has always known that he is not a real immortal seed. He does not have a Taoist root weapon. It is a fluke that he can practice magic by mistake and become a second-level Qi practitioner.
The task of guarding the door is actually just a matter of nodding and taking a seat. When he has free time, Xianwei comes to the study to drink by himself, drink some old wine, have some food and drinks, read books, play chess and score music.
Even though Taoist Master Xianwei has to guard the door every day, he never fails to do his homework every day and night. He doesn't dare to be lazy at all, worrying about losing his job and wandering in the world again. It's just that Xianwei thinks that he is limited by
Talent, it's just that the progress is slow. I wasn't too impatient before. I learned that Luopo Mountain doesn't care about the level of the realm, and it doesn't matter if I just muddle along. Now I have accepted a disciple, and he is still a serious disciple. In addition, Lin Feijing's realm is not high now.
Low, according to Mr. Wei Shan, this disciple has a deep Taoist foundation and is not light in his immortal bones. He will become a disciple and have great luck. The key is that the disciple’s realm is higher than that of the master. It’s so outrageous that we, Taoist Master Xianwei, are a little embarrassed.
In fact, Wei Bo's statement is a pun. It seems to be congratulating Taoist Master Xianwei, but it is actually praising Lin Feijing for his profound and extraordinary blessings. He was able to worship him as his teacher and became a "Taoist priest" in the name of Xianwei.
The great disciple of Shang.
But how did the Xianwei know the twists and turns here, and he finally felt a little more confident about the matter of practicing Taoism, which was originally despondent.
The Taoist priest, who had dreamed almost every day for as long as he could remember, actually stopped dreaming for nine days in a row.
Xianwei didn't pay much attention to this either.
Living in a secluded mountain, with the door closed, burning incense late at night, and keeping away the sleeping demons, has brought you peace of mind, and supplemented by reading, it is the best way for scholars of our generation to settle their souls.
After reading the Taoist book for a while, I yawned and needed to refresh my mind. Xianwei changed it to a book that could be read by following the folded pages and jumping around. It was like a divine help, killing millions of sleepyheads.
Also reading, Wei Bo took a break in his own reading room in Beiyue. The previous night party was very busy, so he had to take it slow.
In the past, when I encountered unkind people, I tried my best to hold a night party. Whenever I had an excuse, I would hold one. Now that I have a godly title, it’s time to come to an end.
There is something that needs to be discussed with Chen Ping'an at the moment. It turns out that the Dali imperial court is about to secretly send a group of Taoist embryos with immortal family roots and good talents who have practiced martial arts since childhood, a total of sixteen people.
Half of them belong to related households, and are the children of the top powerful families in Dali, or the good young people found and cultivated by these families.
The other half are swordsman geniuses and martial arts wizards carefully selected by Great Li Nianganlang from various countries in the south of Aquarius Continent.
Moreover, it is said that in another year or two, a second batch will be sent, and we will try our best to ensure that all of them are sword cultivators.
After being disturbed by Chen Lingjun, Wei Bo put down the book at hand, walked out of the house with bare feet, stood under the eaves, and stretched out his hand to twist the golden earring out of habit.
Reminiscing about people looking into the mirror, seeing even more wonders when they are covered with clouds.
Zhongyue Jinqing always spoke straightforwardly, saying that Wei Bo's Piyun Mountain was very popular, and the reason why it was able to surpass the five mountains was because of his face.
Wei Bo didn't bother to refute, so he just accepted it as a smile.
According to the previous schedule of Feijian's message, those boys and girls will take a military ferry to Niujiaodu in two days. Chen Ping'an has not been in the mountains recently. He may be busy, or he may have his own plans, anyway.
There was no immediate reply to the Ministry of Punishments, and the Dali court couldn't help but worry about whether they would be rejected. Don't send people there, and they would have to go back home that day. Even His Majesty the Emperor knew about this, so he asked the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites
After sending a secret letter to Piyun Mountain, Wei Bo had to personally go to the Ministry of Justice Office in the capital and asked with a smile, "Is there a third batch?"
Whether you are a Shen Gaozong or a Yunlin Jiang family with a profound background, you would like someone to help send these young geniuses to your home. Only Luo Po Shan is really confident enough to say that he does not ask for this. What's more, Chen Ping'an is now
The news about the new national preceptor is completely unknown to the outside world, and the senior officials of Dali are aware of it.
Luopo Mountain's announcement that it would be closed for twenty years was true. Wei Bo didn't think that Chen Pingan would reject these children. A large part of the reason was more interesting. Chen Pingan, who was the husband and the head of the Shangzong clan, obviously felt that the Qingping Sword Sect
The pressure brought on. It can't be that for twenty years, while the lower sect is in full swing and prospering, Luopo Mountain is really closed and has been deserted.
Chen Ping'an even started to prepare for an important matter, arranging a detailed legal system for Luo Po Mountain, and personally reviewing and compiling books, Qi refining Dao books and martial arts secret books.
So the only issue that needs to be considered is probably which hilltop to place those children. They will definitely not be placed in a down-and-out mountain like Cao Yin and Cao Yang. There is no doubt about this. Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian bought it not long ago
The nearby Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyao Foothills are very close to the Luolu Mountain, and then there is the Huimeng Mountain belonging to the Yunzi Dojo. All three are close neighbors of the main mountain, which is quite suitable. If you deliberately combine Qi Practitioners and
It would be more appropriate for Wu Fu to separate and settle down in Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyao Foot respectively... Wei Bo suddenly cursed a few words, Damn it, this is Luo Luo Shan's housework, what should I worry about.
Complaints are still complaints, things still have to be done. For example, Lu Yong from Qinghu Palace came all the way. Since Chen Pingan was not in the mountains, he had to take a trip to Luolu Mountain.
Because Lu Yong was not an ordinary guest, and Chen Pingan was very nostalgic, Wei Bo put on his boots first, then stepped out and came to the door of a house and knocked on the door knocker.
Lu Yong opened the door and saw Lord Wei Shen coming in person. He hurriedly saluted and congratulated him. Wei Bo already knew the purpose of Lu Yong's trip and did not beat around the bush. He said with a smile: "To be honest, Mr. Lu doesn't have to go through this trip in person at all. With you guys
The relationship between the two families is not just a casual acquaintance, it is just a matter of keeping the family together at the foot of the mountain."
"In terms of love, Master Lu must come to Luopo Mountain. He really didn't move around much in the past, and it was Master Chen who bothered the Qinghu Palace. He has to come here to let Luopo Mountain show his loyalty as a landlord."
"As for Zhao Zhu's appointment as the Guest Minister of Luo Luo Shan Ke, he has a chair in the Jise Peak Ancestral Master's Hall. Master Lu just needs to be at ease. It's a done deal."
Lu Yong had mixed feelings when he heard this.
On the one hand, Wei Shenjun never imagined that Wei Shenjun, who had never interacted with him before, would value himself and Qinghu Palace so highly. What was even more unexpected was that after all, Wei Shenjun was an outsider in Luopo Mountain, or rather a half-outsider, and he dared to guarantee this.
Master Chen Shan must have often mentioned Qinghu Palace to Wei Shenjun.
Wei Bo smiled and asked, "Did Chen Lingjun mention that this house was specially reserved by Lord Chen for Master Lu?"
Chen Lingjun didn't say anything, but the old master stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Jingqing has already said it. It's really disrespectful and I deserve it."
Wei Bo pointed to the couplet and said with a smile: "It was written by Chen Ping'an himself. It's the only copy."
The old man looked over there and was stunned for a moment. He was silent for a long time and murmured: "I can't afford it, and I deserve it even more."
Be generous and righteous, and don't stick to trivial matters. Gold and silver will come back again.
Make friends widely and treat each other candidly, and your character will become more prosperous over time.
Wei Bo smiled and said: "I will go back to Piyun Mountain first. I welcome Master Lu to visit me at any time."
Lu Yong then remembered something and took out a congratulatory gift that he had prepared from his sleeve.
"It is a great gift for a real person to walk on the ground."
However, Wei Bo stretched out his hand and gently pressed Old Master's arm, smiled and shook his head and said: "Any more is just hypocritical. Why do you only regard Chen Ping'an as a friend and not me?"
Lu Yong was speechless for a moment and just clasped his fists.
Qingjia was about to arrive at a cliffside pavilion next to the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall. Qingjia, who didn't need to rest at all, took the initiative to ask to stay here.
The sun and moon are two fireflies, and the universe is a magpie's nest.
What a self-decorating pavilion.
Xianwei put down his book, rubbed his eyes, and turned to look at the plaque in the study room.
I have read 30,000 scrolls of Taoism, do you know it?
I have gained fame and fame for six thousand years, but I am content with my needs.
The Xianwei was worried and once asked the mountain owner, "The content of the couplet presented by the mountain owner is so powerful. I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress it if I am of a low level. Is it really appropriate?"
At that time, Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.
The Xianwei refused to accept it, saying that it would be more appropriate to place it in the mountain master's study.
Chen Pingan said that it would be more appropriate to put it on your side, and then gave him a Taoist ceremony.
The Xianwei was immediately at a loss. After thinking about it, he returned the salute of a scholar.
After Chen Pingan left the study, he stepped out of the house gate and went up the mountain with his hands in his sleeves.
What kind of Tao do you want to learn, what kind of practice do you need, and what kind of teacher do you need to learn?
You are the first preacher in the world!
Chen Ping'an is already considered a courageous person. In the Dali Jingcheng Inn, he only dared to bravely dare to take you back to the mountains to learn Taoism and practice together.
One day, when you think about your past life, you will remember it and go to the mountains to practice Taoism.
There are countless green mountains in the world, whoever dares not to come is yours.