Lu Zhengkang just said hello to Qing Ningzi and did not come forward to talk in detail. He watched her drift away.
But Xuan Youzi spent a lot of time and finally found Chilou.
The red building is indeed red, a dark red, almost black. However, the architectural structure of this building is different from its thick color, and it exudes a simple flavor.
There is a archway on the south side, followed by an upward staircase. The main body of the red building is on a white jade platform.
A building simply built with wooden pillars, with many hollows and not even a single tile. It looks more like a pavilion. Viewed from the side, the wall of the red building is composed of countless door pillars. It is like this on all sides, with the door in the middle
, the two long pillars are the farthest apart, and therefore the widest, enough for ten carriages to pass parallel. The pillars on both sides are getting closer and closer, and in the end, the door closest to the corner can only be entered sideways.
Walking inside, you are completely opposite to the white jade platform outside. The floor here is covered with black fine stone slabs, one foot square, neatly arranged, and each stone slab is engraved with fine lotus cloud patterns.
Looking up, you can see the sky through the gaps between the horizontal and vertical beams. Night is falling.
There are tall warriors walking slowly in the Red Tower. These warriors are not real people, but some phantom spirits derived from the formations arranged in the Red Tower. Their material is spiritual energy, and their forms are given by talismans and formation patterns.
Although they look tall and tall, they are actually insignificant, like a puff of mist that can pass directly through their bodies.
The great uncle stood in the middle of the red building, all alone. The long and diagonal light beams from the dome tilted down covering his upper body. Dressed in white, his back was so handsome that young people would envy him to death.
"Uncle Master!"
The uncle turned around and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Of course that's good."
Lu Zhengkang originally planned to take a good look at the red building. He noticed from a distance that there were rows of stone tablets on the north wall, which seemed to have some random patterns carved on them. Now the master uncle was waving to him cheerfully, and Lu Zhengkang trotted forward.
The uncle took his arm and looked up and down kindly, "Xiaolu, if you are willing to inherit the mantle of the uncle, that would be great!"
"My uncle is such a suave and charming person, which junior wouldn't like him?"
The master uncle was even more happy, "You can discover this, which shows that you have wisdom. None of your master uncles admit that I am the most handsome among the twenty-four generations of disciples of Kunlun Palace."
Xuan Youzi stood behind the uncle, secretly curling his lips.
Xue Hongzi said softly: "Xiao Yunteng, I can see it. Do you think my uncle is joking?"
Xuan Youzi hurriedly wanted to defend himself, but before he could speak, the uncle laughed again, "Haha, it was just a joke. Although this is the truth, how can outsiders like us say it ourselves."
Lu Zhengkang noticed that the uncle seemed to be in a good mood, so he hurriedly smiled and agreed, "The uncle is indeed the most stylish monk in Kunlun Palace. Even what you said is so thought-provoking!"
Xuan Youzi couldn't help but curl his lips again.
Lu Zhengkang said bluntly: "Elder brother seems to have some objections?"
"No, no, I just want to say - Third Junior Brother is right!"
Xue Hongzi laughed again and patted Lu Zhengkang's arm in a very affectionate manner, "Little disciple, you have to understand that the Qi Qing Sword is a sword of love and a sword of benevolence. You must first learn to love yourself.
Only then can I unleash the power of the Qi Qing Sword. My uncle is just joking with you. In fact, your other uncles and uncles all admit that I am the most suave."
Lu Zhengkang nodded seriously, "I hope I can be as suave as my uncle in the future!"
"Stop calling me uncle, call me teacher."
Xue Hongzi pulled Lu Zhengkang towards the north. The interior of the red building was extremely wide. Even if the formations were not turned on, the inside was like a square. After walking in this way and burning a stick of incense, Lu Zhengkang and the others came to the north.
In front of the wall, there are many stone tablets standing here. Each stone tablet is gray, without spots, and the stone is clear. There are scratches on the surface of the tablets.
"These are all left by the outstanding swordsmen in the Red Tower. It is the lifelong wish of many swordsmen to leave sword marks in the Red Tower of Kunlun Palace." Xuan Youzi acted as a tour guide with no sense of presence.
Lu Zhengkang looked at the simple carvings on these stone tablets. With the inspiration brought by the Qi veins, he could sense some Qi diffused in the sword marks. These stone tablets were like modern machines. Some sword marks gave people the feeling of
Some are hot, some are cold, some are tingling like needles, and some are numb, like
Air conditioning, heating, noodle cutting machines, etc., are all black boxes. The sword marks are left by the sword immortals. Their sword skills are also hidden in them. If you are a monk with high moral standards, you may be able to spy on the opponent's sword skills. If so,
A monk with good understanding can draw inspiration from the sword marks and realize his own swordsmanship.
The stone tablet is both glory and a carrier of swordsmanship. In this sense, the Red Tower is the same as the large library on the Immortal Platform.
Xue Hongzi said, "Not every Dharma meeting can add an extra stone tablet. Sometimes a Dharma meeting may also add two or three more. It is very strange for people like Sword Immortal. Sometimes there is not one for several generations. It is necessary to
When it comes out, there are usually a lot of them, a group of sword immortals, who dominate the world, and they can kill everything with their swords. They dominate an era, and all the monks in the world will be eclipsed by the sword immortals' sharp edge."
When the great uncle said this, he seemed to have a slight smile.
"Teacher, you are also a Sword Immortal. Have you eclipsed the monks in the world?"
Xue Hongzi nodded, "Of course." This time he was serious and not joking.
Xuan Youzi also seemed surprised. He didn't know much about the past events of these elders. No one had ever told him about these histories.
The uncle took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Lu Zhengkang, "The heart of the "Qing Qing Sword Art" is here. However, these are just methods of refining Qi. You must remember the soul of the sword immortal." He said
Pointing to the stone tablets, "With the foundation of Qi refining and being able to control flying swords, the world will be cut off."
However, they are different. You have to understand the difference between swordsmanship, swordsmanship and kendo. Swordsmanship is the root, swordsmanship is the body, and swordsmanship is the use. A low-level swordsman only knows how to play with sword moves, and a third-rate swordsman knows how to use swordsmanship.
The second-rate swordsmen compete with each other in terms of their swordsmanship, and the first-rate swordsmen compete with each other on the basis of Taoism."
Xuan Youzi said in confusion: "Master uncle, you have said so much, but what is the power of the sword?"
"Swordsmanship is the end of Tao, swordsmanship is the elucidation of Tao, sword momentum is the movement of Tao, the end of swordsmanship and swordsmanship is a momentum. It is the swordsman who sees the shape of Tao, just like catching insects through a layer of gauze.
, can use the principles of heaven and earth to add chips to one's victory, but only by removing this layer of gauze can one enter the palace."
Xuan Youzi said happily: "With this explanation, I completely understand. Ordinary qi practitioners like me use qi to fight against the enemy. At first, they just follow the gourd and draw the ladle. As long as they can use the magic, they can go deep into the essence.
Being able to draw parallels, create new spells, and even mobilize the energy flowing around the world is called Qi. Finally, being able to transform Tao through Dharma is considered entering the Tao."
Xue Hongzi was not only unhappy, but also scolded him, "You have followed that bad boy Chen Chenzi for so many years before you understand such a simple truth. You really shouldn't! As a senior brother, you should set an example. I'm like
When you were your age, you would have already become a first-class elixir."
Xuan Youzi was not convinced, "Tao does not distinguish between young and old. It doesn't matter if it is later. People can always make progress. It is not necessary to do it all at once. Master uncle, you are so powerful. Didn't you also stay in the Yuanshen stage for more than four hundred years?"
Well!"
Xue Hongzi was so angry that he waved his sleeves and chased Xuan Youzi away like a chicken.
The senior brother shouted outside Red Tower: "I still have to send my junior brother back to Dengxiandai!"
"What the hell! He will stay in Chilou tonight, and I will personally supervise him to enter the practice gate!"
Lu Zhengkang was speechless. It was a disaster to Chi Yu. This red building was light-filled from all sides and was really not suitable for use as a quiet room for retreat.