Since that day when the old monk broke the black-clothed boy with one palm, this guy's flattery and virtue have been reduced a lot, not as spineless as before, and his words are a little less than before, and his laughter is not as good as before, but the condensed look in his eyes continues.

Since that day, the sword-wielding Han Yuanhu is not in the wall, swaggering from the temple gate into the rare noise, the Xiongzhou broken temple is rare noisy, it seems to be seen in the broken temple of a few people in the same place, the drunken monk Ji Rong in the temple in the day several teenagers and the back hall fight, the cold woman Tian Bai Yu and the side of the tree meditated, watching these young and old and the back hall reversed and moved, watching the young man was waved by the monk scattered around, fell to the ground and wailed.

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At night, in the deep valley of the eastern vein of Lingshan, the King Kong monks of Longyan Temple and the Chiluo elephant could not sit down, allowing the wind and snow in the western regions of the Qianyuan Dynasty to infect.

The tall mountain gate in the shallow valley was finally opened, the nine-zhang high mountain gate roared, a man in a green shirt personally opened the mountain gate, a short old man held a square hammer and slowly stepped out of the sword pavilion, the old man was burly, his limbs were bulging, and the mountain gate was lightly bowed, slowly walked to the gray and white vision, re-bowed, and said slowly: "Wu Kui's father, Xue Qingtian of the Sword Pavilion, has seen the Dingyi Zen master of Longyan Temple. ”

The burly monk rode the red elephant mooing and chirping, and the wind and snow all fell, and the vision was fiery red and proboscis up to the short man, and a strong wind came out from the four hooves, and spread outward, and the wind blew out until the short man.

Seeing the strong wind hitting his face, the short man Xue Qingtian did not dodge or dodge, his eyes were resolute and he watched the strong wind come inch by inch without the slightest dodge.

King Kong monk Zhang Ding did not say a word, let the strong wind sweep, seeing that the strong wind is less than a zhang away from the short man, the hands of the King Kong monk chanting Buddhist scriptures suddenly spread out, a gust of wind surging out from the palm, the strong wind dissipated, whether it is the wind or the strong wind The short old man still does not change his face, let the king slaughter.

The burly monk sitting on the back of the elephant couldn't help but sigh slightly, chanting the Buddha's name: "I have seen Xue Jiangshen, the poor monk is only here for Ling Lang Wu Kui, and there is nothing else to do."

The moire square hammer in the hand of Xue Jiangshen, who was famous for Qianyuan, was suddenly put down, and his qi was gone, and a pair of old eyes were extremely resolute, and he said: "The dog is not in the pavilion, if the Dingyi Zen master has a decree, the father should accept this, the old man is at the disposal of the master, and the monks are merciful and convenient, so don't embarrass more than a thousand good disciples in my Sword Pavilion." ”

The Vajra monk sitting on the Chiluo elephant shook his head slightly, silent, and entered the Sword Pavilion at nightfall.

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Qianyuan Kyushu, Yongzhou has a wide area, one river, two rivers and three mountains are famous, can be called the most mountainous, and the most well-known is Taiyue Wudang.

Wudang is also known as Xuanyue Taihe Mountain, the former dynasty respected the Yue of its rule of the world, called its royal family temple, the mountain is famous for the status of "the crown of the five mountains" of "the four famous mountains are all arched, and the five immortals and Yuezong are all in the court".

Taiyue Mountain is the birthplace of Taoist famous mountains and Wudang martial arts, known as "the unparalleled victory of the ancient times, the first immortal mountain in the world" for hundreds of years the last feather saint realm saint came from here, so Wudang has come out of the feather saint realm more than a dozen saints, among which there are three real people on the top of the big lotus peak by the dragon to ascend the rainbow feather, each saint ascends this Wudang Mountain will grow more than ten zhang, to now the name of the Wudang Mountain human immortal house is more and more familiar to the world, the real martial arts Taoist on the mountain is more and more regarded as a real person by the people of Qianyuan.

A thousand years ago, Wudang did not have this grand scene, after the three real people soared, Wudang was divided into eighteen plates with Yuzhu Peak as the center, the plates were all dangerous, the former emperor pardoned Wudang as the ninth blessed land in the world, after the first emperor, the Taoist ancestral court of Wudang became louder and louder, and the people of the nearby thousands of miles were proud of waiting for Wudang to climb up and down eighteen plates.

Wudang is divided into three layers, which are the world, the middle sky, and the heavens.

Taizipo and the market town are called the world, even the world has no blessings here, and there is no winter all year round.

Zixiao Palace to Chaotian Palace can be called Zhongtian, although it is Zhongtian, it is not as good as the world, there are winter and summer.

This is even more true of Chaotian Palace and Jinding, and the distinction between spring and summer is clearer.

In later generations, some literati jokingly said, 'Immortals also love the wind and rain, and immortals also love spring, summer and winter.' ’

Wudang has been in the situation for thousands of years, and in the thousands of years, Wudang has no quarrel with the inner boxing, and the four taels for a thousand catties are more well-known.

Wudang Mountain Qiongtai view.

Twenty miles southeast of Yuzhu Peak, also known as Qiongtai Palace, 700 zhang from the ground, there are three peaks of upper, middle and lower, there are 24 Taoist courtyards, hundreds of houses and temples, can be called a grand scene.

The old Taoist Wang Sijiu held the dust in his hand and wore a peach wood Taoist crown and a linen white coat, standing on the edge of the cliff, wearing an extremely simple linen Taoist robe with the mountain wind hunting, the ants on the ground seemed to be really in this extraordinary Taoist holy land for a long time without fear of people, crawling from the old Taoist white cloth shoes, Wang Sijiu at this moment is like a weed on the lotus peak, conforming to the heavenly way swaying with the wind.