Longhu Mountain is located in the southeast of Longting of the Han Dynasty, standing on the top of Changzhou.
It is said that countless years ago, a Taoist master practiced elixirs on a high mountain. When the elixirs were completed, dragons and tigers appeared.
Longhu Mountain got its name from this, and Daoxia Temple in Longhu Mountain ranked first among the top ten mountain gates in the Han Dynasty.
The people of Chuyi have always believed that Taoists in the world all have ethereal auras, immortal demeanor, and unfathomable bones.
What's more, he is a master who can rank among the top three in Daoxia Temple on Longhu Mountain, one of the top ten mountain gates in the world.
However, the old man in front of him was shocking. He was dressed in tattered clothes, unkempt, with yellow teeth. He had a wine gourd hanging from his waist and smelled of alcohol.
This doesn't look like the master from Longhu Mountain. He is clearly an old beggar living on the street.
The Chu Yi people did not judge people by their appearance. Although there was suspicion in their eyes, they still invited this so-called "master" into the house with polite words.
After all, in the ancient city of Shanhai, or even in the entire six northeastern states, no beggar would dare to make fun of Yunting Imperial Palace.
In the martial arts arena of the imperial palace, there was a handsome boy about eight or nine years old who was dancing with great power while holding a huge stone lion.
The boy was very energetic, with a pair of big black eyes and piercing eyebrows. His eyebrows were as cold and sharp as swords. The stone lion weighing a thousand kilograms was bouncing in his hand like a weightless gadget.
Chu Qingyang, the youngest legitimate son of Emperor Yunting, was born with supernatural power, intelligence and intelligence, and was the beloved heart of the entire Yunting Palace.
"Qingyang."
The Chui people called out.
"Sister!"
Chu Qingyang threw the stone lion to the ground with a bang, making a roaring sound, and then flew like a swallow into Chu Yiren's arms, rubbing his little face against his sister's belly, full of intimacy.
The real Ziwei behind Chu Yiren was crying all over the floor. He smacked his lips and muttered: "He is born with supernatural power and has excellent bones. He is a good seedling that is rare to see in a million years!"
"Qingyang, this is Ziwei Zhenren from Longhu Mountain."
Chu Yiren introduced.
Chu Qingyang looked around and his eyes widened.
"Sister, do you really think this beggar comes from Longhu Mountain?"
Chu Yiren also had a wry smile on his face.
Ziwei felt that it was time for her to appear, so she cleared her throat and tried to make her voice as magnetic as possible.
"My good disciple, my teacher is the Taoist Master Ziwei from Longhu Mountain."
However, Chu Qingyang looked disgusted: "Who is your good disciple? I haven't agreed to accept you as my teacher yet."
"Besides, are you sure you are a real person from Longhu Mountain?"
Master Ziwei nodded firmly.
"Then do you know the Dragon-Tiger Prajna Kung Fu of Longhu Mountain?"
Master Ziwei's smile faltered slightly, and then he shook his head. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is a meditation method of Daoxia Temple in Longhu Mountain. It is extremely strong and extremely yang, so it is very suitable for Chu Qingyang.
"What about the magic of suppressing demons and exorcising evil spirits?"
Zi Hui's face was stiff.
"The sky is shaking and the sky is shaking?"
Master Ziwei was a little ashamed. It was obvious that this little prince, who was less than nine years old, was really well-informed and knew many Dharma methods of Longhu Mountain.
"Neither?"
Ziwei was speechless and looked embarrassed.
Chu Qingyang stared with bulging eyes and suddenly shouted: "Come here, get this big liar out of here."
"Hey, hey, no, I'm not a liar, I'm really a real person from Longhu Mountain."
Master Ziwei said quickly.
However, there were already more than ten guards wearing armor and swords holding him up.
He kept kicking his legs in the air and kept explaining, but no one paid him any attention.
Ziwei Zhenren had no choice but to recite the spell silently in his heart. In an instant, purple rays of light burst out, driving back the guards with irresistible power.
When his feet landed on the ground, purple rays of light surrounded him, and he was holy and bright. He really seemed to have the demeanor of a master, but there was a sullen expression on his face covered with stubble.
"Wow! So handsome!"
Chu Qingyang's face was filled with admiration. He stretched out his hand and touched Zixia, which was like a substance. He felt warm, and a heat suddenly filled his whole body.
"I want to learn from you, I want to learn this."
After all, Chu Qingyang was a child at heart, and he didn't know whether he was dazzled by the cool methods, so he made a prompt decision, kowtowed, and became a disciple.
When leaving, Princess Yunting shed tears and was filled with reluctance. She told her youngest son to take good care of herself. This was the first time for the nine-year-old Chu Qingyang to go away from home and she didn't know when she would return.
The Star-Zhaing Pavilion is the highest point of Yunting Palace.
Chu Liunian put his hands behind his back and looked out, looking at the old man and the young man walking slowly away on the street with deep eyes.
"Your Majesty, why don't you give the little prince a gift?"
Dugu Yang asked.
Chu Liunian shook his head. He didn't like the scene of parting, and he didn't agree with his brother to go to such a distant place to seek enlightenment at first. He was afraid that he would change his mind.
"Actually, Master Ziwei is not suitable to be the young prince's master."
Dugu Yang said.
Chu Liunian was indifferent.
How could Chu Liunian not know this? The detailed information of Ziwei Zhenren had been presented to his case a few days ago.
The unattractive and extremely slovenly Ziwei Zhenren is actually the swordsman of the Dragon Court of the Han Dynasty.
Hit by wine, wine by sword, sword by destiny, wine sword fairy.
That person is the strongest person in Daoxia Temple on Longhu, except for the temple master.
However, the skills he practiced were not suitable for Chu Qingyang. Qingyang was good at strength, not swords, let alone wine swords.
The Dragon-Tiger Prajna Kung Fu from Longhu Mountain to Gangzhiyang is the best choice.
In fact, I don't care whether it is suitable for Chu Liunian or not. I don't care whether I can learn the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, one of the ten methods of physical training of the Han Dynasty. Chu Liunian doesn't care.
Chu Liunian had tried to persuade his younger brother, but Qingyang was stubborn and didn't listen to him this time.
Since my younger brother wants to go out and become a teacher, I just follow his wishes. It doesn’t matter what exercises he wants to learn and who he wants to become his teacher. My younger brother is still young, so just treat it as a fun trip.
If you can't stay in the mountains anymore, don't want to learn anymore, or if you can't be good at literature or martial arts in the future, it doesn't matter.
His younger brother is his younger brother, the legitimate son of his father. Who dares to despise the heir of Prince Yunting in the world?
Although Qingyang is smart, he is naughty and mischievous. He once made trouble in the palace. If he was bullied and wronged on the mountain, it would only take a hundred thousand cavalry to step on the mountain gate. From then on, the world would become one of the nine mountain gates.
After thinking about it, Chu Liunian still felt uncomfortable. He cared almost crazy about his family and just wanted them to live peacefully under his already full wings.
Chu Liunian looked back with difficulty.
"Get ready to find His Highness in a few days."
Chu Liunian clenched his fists, his pupils turned scarlet red for a moment, his pupils stood up, his eyes were full of excitement and expectation, and his lazy and carefree look had long since disappeared.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Such a great world.
As a citizen of Longting, a minister of the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince of Yunting, he should follow His Highness, make unparalleled achievements, and glorify the world.
Xinghen Mountain is the highest mountain in the six northeastern states. It is close to the ancient city of Shanhai. It is where the first Emperor Yunting was enthroned. It is regarded as a place of inheritance respected by generations by the Yunting Imperial Palace, which is of great significance.
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Brilliant star-marked curtains, majestic clouds and emperors, this sentence has been passed down in the six northeastern states for millions of years.
At night, Chu Qingyang stood on the top of the mountain and had a panoramic view of the mountains. Here, he could clearly see the majestic city and the lights of thousands of houses.
He was only less than nine years old. At this moment, his bright eyes looked at the looming Yunting Palace in the distance, silent.
Ziwei Zhenren was sitting on a stone, looking at Chu Qingyang who was still a child, and suddenly felt that the little prince in front of him was different.
I thought that Chu Qingyang would be like ordinary children and would cry and yell to go home after walking for a while. Chu Qingyang came from a princely family and might have a bigger temper and make more troubles.
Ziwei Zhenren was fully prepared mentally, but Chu Qingyang didn't cry or make a fuss along the way. He just followed him quietly until he got here, and insisted on leading him to board this ordinary child who couldn't even see his fingers.
Just one look at the mountain will make you cry "mother".
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Wilderness.
Hengduan Mountains.
At the edge of the hidden little world, the water ripples.
A mysterious man covered in a wide cloak and a black hat on his head stepped here easily.
The noble golden patterns on the cloak, as black as night, are even more dazzling under the reflection of the red light in the sky.
The Nine Nether Guards with Golden Patterns raised their heads, looking at the arrogant sea of fire and demonic flames, and listening to the earth-shattering and hysterical roars of violent beasts.
Her face hidden under the huge bamboo hat gradually showed a hint of disdain.