The Qinglong monk who lived in seclusion in Longyan Temple since he was a child has forgotten how long he has not talked so freely with others, although he and this old Taoist Wang Sijiu only twenty years ago because of the rush of looking for the light city, how similar the experience between the old Tao and the old monk, this is the outside of the world to live in seclusion to participate in Zen and enlightenment, one person because of the light city to break the Zen, one person also because of the light city lost the Taoist heart, it is said that they are all hard-working people, the painstaking Buddha is only a millimeter away, so the two of them are always inexplicably a little happy to see each other.

The old monk Hui Neng chin smiled lightly: "This Qianyuan Dynasty does not respect the Buddha and looks up to the Tao, and most of the monks do not have the opportunity to enter the court to reach the heavens, and the three factions of the Daomen are quite strong, and in this thousand years, there are three real people in Wudang who have risen to the sky, and the Tianzhu Peak of the ninth blessed land of this gate has been raised by more than 30 zhang out of thin air, which is what a fairy mansion spirit, on the other hand, the four elephants and the sky can be regarded as gloomy. ”

Saying this, it seems to have aroused the sadness of the old Taoist Wang Sijiu, "My generation of monks is ashamed of the sages, there is no yellow crown to prove immortality in the three hundred and sixty years of the mighty Wudang, and the name of the Taoist ancestral court still needs to be left by the sages." ”

Huineng snorted coldly, glared and scolded, "You old Taoist is so vicious, knowing that I Longyan is not as good as Wudang in the matter of becoming a Buddha and ascending, I still want to say such a ridiculous joke." ”

After scolding, the Qinglong monk also tugged at the heartstrings, and sighed: "Taoism is as broad as the river and the sea, which is full of dazzling stars, long swords and poetry and wine Grandpa Lu, a dream of the Spring and Autumn Ancestor, and the Taiji sage Wudang who rides the crane and the rainbow are what heavens and people are like mortals." ”

Since the beginning of Boyang Laojun's Taoism, Taoism is broad like the sea tribes, Wudang Mountain, Zhengtianguan, Taiping Road, Taiyi and Jingming Dao and so on are full of splendid eyes like twilight spring flowers, among which Wudang Mountain is famous for stepping on the spirit turtle Xuanwu, the golden chain armor stands according to the sword, and the Zhenwu Emperor who dominates the north and deters Tianwei is famous all over the world.

There are also Zhangjia saints into the deep mountains to alchemy, after the Dan Cheng, there is a dragon and tiger mouth jade card to come, and to help the people with Fu Shui, travel all over the sky to descend the demon and subdue the demon to create the Zhengtian view, the two factions are like the golden sun and Haoyue in the dome of this door, and there is a faint name of the south and north martial arts in the people.

At first, the two gates were on par, until there was a long sword and poetry and wine in the world, and there were subtle changes in this door.

'After realizing the long physiology, the autumn lotus blooms everywhere. ’

'In the past, he met the Fire Dragon King, and a sword was passed down from sword to body. ’

'Three people in Yueyang don't know, Lang Yin flew over Dongting Lake. ’

'Eight hundred years have passed, and no sword has ever been taken by a man's head. ’

Grandpa Lu's name is Lu Chunyan, when he was young, he was extraordinary, and after the crown, he also entered the department, and then he was tired of the chaotic and chaotic times, and abandoned all the wealth in the world, and scattered all his family wealth to help the poor people.

Lu Zu is also known as a pure yang real person, carrying a long sword god majestic, and Kuanglu Mountain meets the heavens to pass on his swordsmanship, which can be called a break of trouble, two breaks greed and hatred, and three breaks lust.

A lifetime of poetry and wine, the pen is written and the ink is clear, a dream of Jiazi dreams of the ups and downs of the world, and then there are ten attempts of wealth, Grandpa Lu's heart is unmoved, and he is called the wine fairy poet immortal by later generations, and the sword fairy and sword ancestor are also known as this martial arts in the world.

After that, it is the dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival by the colorful auspicious clouds of the Fuyao ancestor Chen Tunan, and the crane and rainbow of the Taiji sage Zhang Quanyi, the three saints for thousands of years to push the name of Wudang Mountain to the pinnacle.

On the other hand, the Zhengtian Temple, which is also the Holy Land of Daomen, is much inferior, and there has only been one Qingxuan Zhenren who has been feathered and ascended for thousands of years, but when Qingxuan Zhenren ascended, the world was full of the poetry and wine of Grandpa Lu Chunyan, which made this Qingxuan Zhenren who had attained immortality and enlightenment Qinglian a lot bleak.

Looking at the holy land of Fu Ji Sixiang Mountain is even more gloomy, Sixiang Mountain is the culmination of the world's Fu Compilation, known as Xingyang to see a piece of paper, and the ghost pawn to see the Sixiang Mountain of millions of soldiers but has no chance to touch the threshold of the ascension.

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu couldn't cry or laugh, "You biased barbarian monk, how could the old Taoist ever coerce Longyan Temple with words?"

The old Taoist sighed: "The vast ancestral court holy land is now only left to look up to the sages, on the other hand, the Zhengtian view Qi Yuanyang and the Sixiang Mountain Ge Changdan all have the hope of immortality. ”

The old Taoist said indifferently, but it was full of twilight, Wudang Sect Leader Qi Zheng'an's expression was even darker when he heard this, there were four people and one cat in the quiet room, but the young Taoist priest in the dark blue Taoist robe didn't know why, and he was still looking at the Qinglian Humble Sun Diagram stupidly.

The Qinglong monk's mind is so transparent, and he is also extremely clear about the sound of Wudang Fengsheng, and he can't help but suddenly understand, "If you say so, this third move is not a stupid move." ”

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu's eyes were still full of twilight, he snorted, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "How can it not be counted? ”

Wang Sijiu's wrinkled brows frowned slightly, and he said sharply: "This matter must be more than this, but why the court is puzzled, the old Taoist always vaguely feels that this kind of thing is not like the monarch of a country, the monarch wants to rule for a long time, and the world wants to surrender and all the people to return to their hearts, but now there is only a mess in the world in the eyes, a handful of loose sand, the military is chaotic, the rivers and lakes are chaotic, the bones are wrapped in the chaos, and the scattered sand is mixed with blood. ”

Huineng pondered, "The heart of the dynasty is about to come out, the momentum is in the rivers and lakes, the intention is also in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes have indeed changed." ”

Wang Sijiu was full of suspicions, "The heart of the dynasty is not false in the rivers and lakes, but how to lead the beacon fire to the rivers and lakes? Qianyuan is no longer prosperous, the surrounding countries are wolves crouching and tigers, and there are wars rising on the three fronts of the southwest, north and south, in such a situation, the whole body will be moved, and a son will fall, and the tigers and wolves around him will definitely swarm, if the war is ignited, then Lingzhou can be repeated in an instant, and the soldiers of the ancient country of Xiyou, who have been concentrating for more than 700 years, can cross the bitter Zen and occupy Lingzhou in one month, and this is the case, the dynasty will still fight to the death? It will also sweep the rivers and lakes with a heavy hand? What kind of way is this the way of the king?"

The old monk frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "That's the case, the dynasty is still bent on going its own way?" This Wu Kui's mind is radical and tight, just after he got the light city, the sword edge will reach Jin Dengyun, if he enters the demon with this kind of temperament, the price is too great. ”

Wang Sijiu waved his hand, "According to the old Taoist, Wu Kui may not be defeated by the demons in his heart, this son has a bit of a rare meaning." ”

The Qinglong monk came and asked, "Oh, have you seen this light city?"

Mai Lao Dao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, "Well, it is indeed unscrupulous, in order to seek a pair of phoenixes to return Dan, the sword blade of the True Martial Arts Sect is directed at the Taihe Palace." ”

"What does Wudang mean?"

Wudang Protector Zhenren, Mai Old Daoist King Sijiu said with a smile: "The old Taoist wants to leave some incense." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old Taoist and the old monk glanced at each other, each threw a meaningful look, and drank the Taihe Touchun in the purple mud tea cup in front of him.