Halfway up the hillside of Xuanwu Peak in Wudang Mountain.
Under an old tree that is unknown how old it is.
The old lovesickness tree, because of a story, has been given other meanings by the world, and countless boys and girls have used it as a symbol of affection.
Today, Lu Qingping dug up the soil from under the old tree with her hands and took out a simple brocade box.
The box is made of wood. It has been buried in the ground for a long time and has long since decayed.
At this time, the mountain rain was light and the fog was hazy.
Lu Qingping took a deep breath and looked at the box. Her mind seemed to go back to "ten days ago" when she first met the purple-clothed girl under the tree and saw her panicking and hiding the object under the tree.
Raindrops wet the box.
The young man opened the box and found a purple brocade bag lying quietly inside. There was a line of words engraved on the inside of the box.
"The brocade book secretly conveys love and affection, and the pocket contains all the feelings in the heart - Zhang Junbaoqi of wood."
Lu Qingping sighed.
The most indispensable thing in the world is regret.
The wooden box has long since decayed under the years, but the kit inside it looks a bit old because of its special texture, as if it is made of ice silk.
"What is contained here should be her heartfelt message to Zhang Junbao. Unfortunately, time has passed and this heartfelt letter has been buried under the tree for two hundred years and is still unknown to Zhang Junbao."
Lu Qingping sighed in her heart, but then she smiled: "I am just going to visit the old Taoist priest. I will give him the things he missed back then by hand. It will not be in vain for my fate with Wudang."
He looked at the sentiment in his hand that had not been spoken for two hundred years, and solemnly placed it in his storage bag without opening it out of curiosity to see what was inside.
"Let's go up the mountain and let Zhao Qilu make arrangements for me to meet this old Taoist I've been fascinated by for a long time."
What we see in reincarnation events are ultimately phantoms.
Here are the real people who truly live in the world.
There is always a huge difference between the two.
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On the road leading to the Golden Palace at the top of Xuanwu Peak, there was only Lu Qingping.
However, those grandmasters had already sent letters to Old Man Xue Shengbai that His Royal Highness had been released from seclusion and had achieved a breakthrough in foundation building.
After Xue Shengbai learned the news, he was inexplicably happy and sighed in his heart: "Your Highness is worthy of the prince's bloodline. It has only been a few days..."
It is said that when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince escaped from the Northern Tang Dynasty, he was only in perfect condition.
Now, it has only been more than a hundred days. After receiving the inheritance from the prince, he has cultivated all the way to the peak of the foundation building of the blood-changing realm. The next step is to reach the second realm of cultivation, the heavenly and human realm.
The last time Lu Qingping came out of reincarnation, she was outside for three months. Now she has been in reincarnation for ten days, and it will be exactly one hundred days when she comes out again.
A hundred days of perfect foundation building has always been a criterion for identifying the most talented people in the world.
Xue Shengbai just mentioned it casually before, but he didn't expect that His Highness would actually be promoted to Foundation Establishment Perfection in just a hundred days.
The old man happily informed the capital of the news via summons.
At the same time, he secretly said: "The little girl from the Ye family has been captured by His Highness, so you don't have to worry anymore."
Just when Xue Shengbai sent a message to the capital, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe burst into laughter, feeling very proud and happy.
Lu Qingping was about to reach the top of the mountain.
Suddenly his ears twitched slightly.
With his keen hearing honed during those seven bloody days, he instantly noticed a little girl sobbing and crying behind him, running up the mountain out of breath.
"Is it the little girl named Huya?"
Lu Qingping turned around and looked at the bottom of the bluestone steps and path. Sure enough, she saw the girl in red coat and braids who had come out to greet them that day, running up the mountain anxiously and crying.
Xu Huya, who was dressed in red, saw someone in front of him and didn't care who it was. He cried anxiously and shouted: "Senior brother Xiaodong was detained by a monk at the bottom of the mountain. The monk said that he would not let us go until he came down the mountain.
"
Lu Qingping was originally curious when she saw the little girl crying, but after hearing the little girl's words, her expression immediately changed a few times.
Monk?
Detained Jiang Xiaodong?
He stepped quickly, and after a few breaths, he appeared next to the little girl and said in a solemn voice: "What's wrong with Xiaodong? Please tell me clearly."
When Xu Huya saw that the person in front of him was actually Lu Qingping, a boy who was younger than Jiang Xiaodong, he was not disappointed and was pleasantly surprised with tears.
In ten days, she had already figured out the identity of this young man. He was the son of some prince. Even the head master had to treat him with respect when he saw him.
So, she quickly stopped her cry of grievance and told the story short: "Xiaodong originally took me down the mountain to buy candied haws, but when we were eating in a shop at the foot of the mountain, I saw a monk who said he traveled around the world and liked to challenge various sects.
The talented young man, this time he came to the north of Dalong Lake, he planned to go to Wudang Mountain to ask for advice..."
"Xiaodong accidentally heard the monk's words and was naturally unconvinced, so he revealed his identity. Unexpectedly, the monk was very powerful and his attacks were very fierce. He beat Xiaodong very seriously, and then detained Xiaodong.
When you get there, tell me to go home and ask my brothers and sisters to go pick me up."
Hearing this, Lu Qingping's eyes flashed.
Then, he bent down and comforted the little girl softly: "It's okay. I'll accompany you down. Tell me, did the monk say where he came from? Or his name?"
"You?" Little Huya's dark eyes were filled with tears again. He seemed not to believe Lu Qingping, but he still said, "The monk said his name is Xiaochi, and he comes from the Vajra Temple..."
Vajra Temple!
When Lu Qingping heard this, she narrowed her eyes and felt a cold feeling in her heart.
If it were a monk from another family, he might have thought that this was some kind of martial arts idiot challenging the world, but the monks from Kongang Temple...
He detained Jiang Xiaodong again and asked Xiao Huya to call his senior brothers and sisters to come down.
"Sure enough, Jingang Temple is still obsessed with Lin Wanyang..."
This also seems normal.
It would be unreasonable to give up harvesting Wudang Mountain, a place where dragons have been raised for more than a hundred years, because Lu Qi accidentally killed Ku Xuan.
"It's the same old trick again to find trouble. Last time it was to destroy the family, this time it should be to kill people. You are really not afraid of using this trick to your death!"
Anger could not help but rise in the young man's heart. He had just come out of the Samsara Hall half a day ago. His murderous intention to kill the Buddhist and Taoist disciples who had been killing him for seven days had not completely dissipated. The disgusting thing about the Vajra Temple actually appeared in front of him again.
"Little Huya, lead the way, I'll help you bring your senior brother back."
"Are you okay?" the little girl asked weakly.
The young man laughed loudly: "If I can't do it, you can go find your senior brother Lin."
After speaking, he took out the message jade slip and said: "General Cheng, take a hundred veterans and follow me to Danfeng Town."
The little girl's eyes lit up at this moment. She had already seen those majestic armored soldiers who had been at the foot of the mountain for more than ten days.
If these people can go with them, there is nothing to be afraid of.
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Danfeng Town.
There is a small town twenty miles south of Wudang Mountain. Although there are only more than 200 households in the town, it is still small and well-equipped, with various shops and vendors.
And just today, a group of small town people were standing outside the restaurant, pointing and pointing.
Inside the restaurant.
All the usual drinkers had already fled, leaving only four people at one table.
A monk in monk's robes looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a rich appearance, but the cinnabar on his eyebrows gave off a heroic aura, not like a monk.
On his left and right sides, two friends of Monk Xiaochi were sitting. One was Jie Lu Tingfeng, the 61st person ranked under Xiaochi, and the other was Tao Wanqing, a young lady from the local Tao family in Huzhou.
The last one is the young Taoist priest Jiang Xiaodong from Wudang Mountain. However, he is lying on the table at the moment, with blood at the corners of his mouth, nose and mouth. He glares at the three of them with wide eyes, but he cannot speak or move. He is beaten by
The secret technique trapped the qi and blood, making the whole body numb.
The smiling monk frowned and looked at Jiang Xiaodong calmly: "When your senior brother comes, if he can beat me, you will naturally be able to leave."
Just talking.
Suddenly, Xiao Chi's face changed slightly, and he heard a sound outside, "Are you here?"
However, at the same time, people in the town outside the restaurant exclaimed: "Look, those armored men on horseback are so majestic, they seem to be coming here..."
Suddenly, the expressions of the three people in the restaurant changed.
"It seems to be the sound of trampling by cavalry..."