Jinchan Temple is the first temple in the world, and the cicada-hearted monk Li Beichan, who is regarded as the hope of the rise of modern Buddhism, has recently disappeared into the temple's bamboo dwelling.

Many novices in the temple claimed that on the night when Li Beichan disappeared, his ears were filled with the sound of cicadas chirping and humming, and the surrounding bamboo forests were particularly terrifying when they swayed back and forth.

No one knew where Li Beichan went, and everyone saw a golden rainbow sweeping north, and the purple bamboo blossomed in the residence, which was more spectacular than the scene of the death of the dragon lotus monk in his dream.

In the border of Qingguo and Zhejiang and Han Dynasty, there is also a bamboo forest covering an area of 100 acres, if someone looks condescendingly in the air, the green bamboo is even in the sky, the waves are turbulent, in the center of the bamboo sea, a residence built entirely by bamboo, almost integrated with the surrounding bamboo forest.

At this moment, a young man stepped out of the bamboo building and put on the shabby robe unhurriedly.

The evening breeze blew his robe whirring, and a few lonely bamboos stood beside him swaying at the same time.

The wind gradually blew the bamboo forest, and countless bamboo leaves made a rustling sound, or only the endless sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves and whimpering, as if the whole bamboo forest was whispering.

After the robed monk walked out of the bamboo building, he pulled out the boxing frame, and the robe on his body fluctuated with the wind, and he played a set of one hundred and eight style Profu Demon Fist.

It is rumored that this is the most powerful fist in Buddhism, this fist is practiced to the realm of Dacheng, the sword qi flying sword is difficult to break its protective body Zhengang, with the unique law of Buddhism, the thousand-faced gods and Buddhas rise from the ground, the scene is spectacular and magnificent, and the suppressive posture can defeat people outside the top ten martial arts in the southern continent.

Soon after, a graceful woman dressed in white and holding a clean bottle appeared behind the monk, like a drop of milky white dripping into the bamboo forest at night, giving this dull bamboo forest a beautiful color.

The white-shirted woman's skin is better than snow, the green silk is like a waterfall, and the red spots on her eyebrows are like acacia beans.

She stopped behind the monk with a silver-white bottle, Li Beichan put away her fist, looked at the woman deeply, and then turned around and left.

The woman was anxious, and her voice was slightly annoyed: "Master...... Where are you going?"

As if he hadn't heard, the monk folded his hands and continued to walk slowly, the woman raised her voice slightly, and said angrily: "Bald donkey, I'll talk to you again!"

The robed monk finally stopped, and said in a respectful tone: "If you return to the female donor, the little monk will go to the sunset." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the curvaceous woman's mouth, and she quickened her pace closer to him and said, "It just so happens that I am also going to Sunset to participate in the martial arts event, how about we go together?"

Li Beichan frowned slightly, slightly hesitant, not knowing whether to go with this eye-catching beautiful woman.

"This is not good, the female benefactor should go alone, just be careful on the road. ”

The woman was not lightly affected by the monk's words, pointing at the monk with a slender onion, her towering chest continued to rise and fall, and she was speechless for a long time.

Li Beichan turned around and stopped talking, but finally didn't say anything.

The woman suddenly laughed and quipped: "Forget it, this girl is not as knowledgeable as you, anyway, let's just walk together, we are all people who eat fasting and chant Buddha, and we also have a care on the road, don't we?"

The monk couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why does the female benefactor bother with the poor monk?"

The woman whispered, "When I accidentally fell into the trap of the horse bandits, it was you who saved me from their defilement. ”

Li Beichan shook his head and said: "It's just a gesture, the female donor doesn't have to worry about it, okay?"

The woman suddenly became angry and stared at the bald donkey with a weak head, making Li Beichan want to take a step forward again, but he didn't take a step for a long time.

The two of them just stood in the evening breeze.

After a long time, Li Beichan said quietly: "That's it, let the little monk escort the female donor to the sunset, and it will be regarded as a wish of the female donor." ”

The woman in white blossomed, and her eyes were clear: "I know that you monks are all good people, then we have to hurry, otherwise we will miss this year's martial arts move." ”

The young monk folded his hands and bowed his head and said: "The little monk went to the sunset not to fight martial arts, but to repay the kindness of a thousand years, and to save immeasurable merits for my Buddha, which is good." ”

The woman felt that his words were a bit absurd, but she didn't ask any more questions.

At the beginning, the robed monk who rescued her from the horse bandits and claimed to be going to the setting sun, sat on the ground and became a Buddha and stood on the ground, and his appearance was very handsome, which made her believe in what he said.

The woman's name is Lu Nanqing, and she was born with a little red mole on her forehead, and she has been worshipping under the Guanyin Sect since she was a child.

Among the four major popes of the Southern Continent, the influence of Longhu Mountain is second to none, and no one dares to speak, and the second one in the back is naturally Wudang Mountain, the second of the thousand-year-old people, and the status of the Guanyin Sect in the four major popes of the Southern Continent is slightly inferior to the Golden Cicada Temple, which is the one at the bottom.

Even so, the Guanyin Sect still has the background of being proud of the large and small sword sects in the rivers and lakes, and Lu Nanqing was deliberately cultivated by the sect master to become a master of the land Guanyin, which is a great honor.

The strength of Li Beichan, who accompanied her forward, should not be underestimated, and he is the eldest disciple of the Jinguang monk of today's Buddhism, and is praised as expected to achieve the Jinguang Arhat position with the Buddha's enlightenment.

One Buddha and one Guanyin, standing in the world.

Go north and return south.

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Wudang Mountain is the holy land of Taoism in the world, famous for the peerless scenery of mortals going up the mountain and the immortals going down the mountain, there are seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks and twenty-four streams on the mountain, with Wudang Taihe Palace as the center, and the remaining seventy-two fronts present the surrounding scenery with this palace.

This ancient famous mountain has been admired and sought after by countless immortal seekers throughout the ages, hoping to go up the mountain to see the scene of the Wudang disciples practicing boxing and opening the boxing, and listen to the Sanskrit music of "fairy music suddenly spread from the sky, and the fairy music flutters everywhere", and there are countless legends on the mountain.

Before the rise of the Daqing Dynasty, Wudang has always been the power of the dragon and tiger, stepping on the golden Chan, is the center of Taoism of the entire world dynasty, until the dragon king Zhao Gongming unified the entire Nanlu Dynasty, the dragon and tiger mountain began to rise and gradually lower Wudang.

But Wudang Mountain does not have the idea of competing for power with Longhu Mountain, for thousands of years, it is the rules and regulations to practice boxing, to practice Dan to practice Dan, and occasionally go down the mountain to kill demons and enter the palace to face the saint, Wudang Men people are living a pure heart and few desires of the poor life, and the Taoist method of cultivation is also the most obscure and time-consuming, so that Wudang Mountain has a dusty atmosphere hidden in the world.

"Get up for me, you slacker!"

An angry shout resounded throughout the entire Wudang Mountain, startling the yellow cranes and scattering the clouds and mist.

A young Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe, with a plain appearance, and a white hosta with a white hosta on the crown of his hair, sat on the ground rubbing his buttocks, not daring to look at the angry senior brother in front of him.

He made a joke, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Third Senior Brother, don't be angry, the master said that the practice should go with the flow, sleep when you should sleep, eat when you should eat, my generation's cultivation is nothing more than cultivating the mind, and my generation's cultivation of the mind is nothing more than the way." ”

"I've been on Wudang Mountain for so many years, and I've never seen a disciple with such a loose temperament as you, Wudang will be prosperous, and it will be in Chongyun, and the master will really be dizzy to say such a proverb for no reason!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest pointed at his nose and scolded angrily, and he became angry when he looked at the apprentice's submissive appearance.

Wudang's uncle is named Bai Chonglou, and he has only been a Taoist priest for five or six years, and his father is a wealthy local businessman in Nanzhou.

Bai Chonglou has lived a life of wealth since he was a child, Bai Chonglou was named on the gold list with the first score in arithmetic in the scientific examination, and he had the opportunity to go to the Hanlin Academy as a bachelor, and he might be able to enter the imperial court in the future, and live a peaceful life, but he was taken to Wudang Mountain to practice the supreme heavenly way.

What is the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao is the convergence center of all calculations, and the calculation of blessings and misfortunes, the calculation of qi, and the calculation of the Heavenly Gate belong to a kind of Heavenly Dao.

Since he went up the mountain, the book "Cutting Jade Records", which was considered obscure by many Wudang disciples, took him less than a year to read and read.

This book is regarded as the origin of alchemy, covering all the essentials of alchemy, after understanding the principle of alchemy, Bai Chonglou did not follow the Wudang alchemy master Zhao Dangli to practice the matter of building a furnace alchemy, but indulged in fortune-counting and fortune measurement, and took a lonely path that was completely different from other Wudang Taoists.

"Uncle Junior, the head of the house called you to go to the Zhenwu Palace. The little Taoist priest who rushed to report the news shouted behind the two.

"Okay, just come. ”

This little uncle's temper is really too good to be a mess, and he greets everyone with a smile.

Seeing that the third senior brother wanted to kick him again, the young man hurriedly got up from the ground and trotted away.

"Alas, why did the master accept such an unlucky thing to come to Wudang Mountain?" the middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but raise his forehead.

The most famous thing in Wudang Mountain today is not Zhao Dangli, the alchemist who lives alone in Sanjiazi, nor the blind man Xu Fenghua who is excellent in boxing, but Bai Chonglou, a young uncle who is not a weak crown.

For the pilgrims under the mountain, he is a well-known fortune-telling little fairy, especially for helping people calculate the marriage of Wudang, the little lady and sister-in-law under the mountain every time they go up the mountain to see this Wudang little uncle, they will sincerely let him calculate a hexagram for themselves.

For the admiration of female pilgrims, Bai Chonglou is greeted with a smile, touching their plump little hands can be chattering all morning, once the husband of the human family saw him touching his own lady's little hand and chattering for a long time without pulling his hands, so angry that he smoked above his head, and couldn't help but chase him with a stick Half of Wudang Mountain.

Bai Chonglou has always been happy to help people tell fortunes and fortunes, and his master Bai Qing is annoyed by the apprentice's behavior of often telling fortunes to make money and taking advantage of others.

On the contrary, several ancestors have never scolded him for half a sentence, and they are also very fond of him, thinking that the rise of Wudang must rely on heavy buildings.

Bai Chonglou did not forget to change into the new and noble Wudang demon slaying robe before seeing the master, hemp shoes and white socks, and brought the red sandalwood talisman sword that the master personally gave him, called the Broken Lotus Hui Sword, which means to cut off the root of earthly troubles.

It is rumored that the ancestor of Wudang, the dragon crane Dazhenren, also wore such clothes when he cut the evil Jiao before the broken dragon river, when the ancestor was looking for the traces of the evil Jiao, the sword opened the river to expose a piece of dry water, and the river made a wall on his left and right, and finally found the nest of the evil Jiao, and killed it with a sword to eliminate harm for the people.

After that, Wudang no longer had a stunning atmosphere, and in the eyes of outsiders, it was not as good as a generation.

The young Taoist priest slowly walked up the mist-shrouded steps, and he still remembered that when he was taken to Wudang Mountain by his ancestor for the first time, he was born in a wealthy family and felt for the first time what immortal energy was all over the world.

The Taoist priests on this mountain, regardless of fame or money, whether it is such trivial things as burning fires, cooking, building houses, and clearing snow, or practicing boxing, dancing, swords, hexagrams, and strange doors, which make ordinary people confused, they can do it diligently, and strive to do their best and never be lazy, which makes him feel out of place since he was a lazy child.

The day before, I had to practice Tai Chi with the third senior brother Lu Lian, and tomorrow I had to listen to the fourth senior sister talk about the precepts and numerology, and I didn't know how many times I thought of going down the mountain at first, but whether I delayed my cultivation or forgot to chop wood and boil water, several ancestors never scolded themselves for half a sentence.

Until he once quarreled with the third senior brother, he had the courage to run to the master to ask him when he could go down the mountain, the master asked him why he wanted to go down the mountain, he didn't say that he quarreled with the senior brother, but the master guessed it, smiled and said to him, Chonglou, let you be such a young guy to accompany our group of bad old men to practice boxing on the mountain is indeed wronged by you, and it is not too late to go down the mountain after learning that set of Taijiquan.

Later, after he practiced that set of Taijiquan, he didn't go back to the mountain, and then saw the three words of Wudang Mountain written on the archway under the mountain, and went up the mountain silently.

It wasn't until after the death of his master that he became Wudang's little uncle.

Before he died, the master held his hand and said that he would see Daqin in the future, and Daqin would prosper Wudang.

The day of Great Qin's arrival was the time when he went down the mountain, so he silently remembered this.

Since then, he has never mentioned the descent from the mountain, and has always remembered the last words told to him by his master.

Unconsciously came to the Zhenwu Hall on the top of the mountain, the young Taoist priest pushed open the closed door and laughed softly: "Senior brother, are you looking for me?"

Lu Xu, who used to be a disciple of Wudang and is now the head of Wudang, sat on the soft cushion, looked at the statue of the real martial god with cigarette smoke, and said with a smile: "Xiaozhonglou is here, come on, come on, senior brother has something to tell you, do you know that the martial arts event is about to be held in Sunset?"

"Martial arts?"

Lu Xu laughed and said brightly: "The old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain sent a letter to tell me, saying that this martial arts campaign will be used by the young heroes of the entire Southern Continent, and ask me if anyone from Wudang Mountain will participate, I think it's good to let you go." ”

The little uncle of Wudang, who was squatting on the left hand side of the statue of the True Martial God, rubbed his face and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, martial arts is a martial arts competition, I don't seem to be good at fighting, otherwise let the second senior brother go, he is powerful with a sword." ”

Lu Xu, who has always been smiling, suddenly put away his smile and said seriously: "The master said before he died that you must go down to Wudang Mountain before you are thirty years old, and you are now twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and it will be too late if you don't go down the mountain." ”

He smiled and said, "Isn't there still two years?" ”

Lu Xu sighed with emotion: "Chonglou, some things are destined, when the master took you to Wudang Mountain, not just to let you be a Wudang Taoist who practiced boxing and alchemy, now you have also seen the scenery of Wudang Mountain, although everyone lives a poor and hungry life, but the incense is far less vigorous than that Dragon and Tiger Mountain, this time you went to Luoyang to participate in the martial arts event, which can be regarded as giving us a chance to become famous again." You must know that this person is actually a walking tree, taking root from an old place to a new place, not only harmless but beneficial, but after taking root for a long time, you are always reluctant to pull out the roots again, you have always said that you want to go down the mountain, this is a golden opportunity. ”

Lu Xu pointed out: "The winner of this martial arts move, you can get the Qimen Da Gong stored on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, it is the same as the ten directions sealed in the Daqing Palace, it is the same ancient divine weapon, compared to other gods who destroy the world and destroy the earth, the effect of the Qimen Da Gong can be talked about incredible, and my Wudang Dao is derived from the Qimen Da Gong, if you can bring it back to Wudang to complete other Dao methods, I am afraid that Wudang Xingxing in Chonglou This proverb is not an empty word in the mouth of the master and his old man." ”

After thinking for a long time, Bai Chonglou said in a deep voice: "Then I'll think about it." ”

In the early morning of the next day, the gate of Bai Chonglou's courtyard was tightly closed, and at this time in the past, he had already gotten up to feed corn and peanuts to the cranes, but today he was surprisingly nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle Xiao, Uncle Third called you to go to breakfast, saying that if you don't eat it again, there will be no leftover steamed buns!"

"Uncle Junior, are you there?"

"Uncle Junior?"

The Wudang disciple who came to call him to get up stood in front of the courtyard and shouted for a long time, but he didn't get Bai Chonglou's answer, which made him feel a little uneasy.

When he pushed open the hidden door, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Bai Chonglou, who takes the most care of the crane on weekdays, is lying next to him at this time, but there is a broken crane, stained with blood and white feathers everywhere.

He was bleeding from seven orifices, and he was so hideous that he was lying on the ground with the crane's head as a pen and drawing countless spells, as if he was calculating something.

Finally, he chose the thickest blood in the count, raised his blood-drenched index finger, and pulled a scratch at the center of his eyebrows.

"I see...... I get it...... Daqin ...... War...... Is it finally coming?"

"You go and tell the master for me, I'll go down the mountain to the sunset now!"

This Wudang junior uncle, who opened his eyes to the sky, said in an unprecedented hoarse voice.

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The scorching heat has arrived, the cicadas in the sunset city are constantly singing, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter day by day.

There is no trace of clouds flowing in the blue and clear sky, the fiery sun is scorching the earth, the water in the Qinhuai River is hot, the air around is breathless, the woman on the painting boat is wearing a light veil to solicit guests on the bow of the boat, which can be called bare-chested and exposed, such a fragrant scene shows the heat in the sunset city.

A young woman wrapped in a snow-white robe walked alone on the streets of Sunset City, wearing a faceless mask on her face and two plain swords hanging from her waist.

She walked aimlessly on the streets, stepping on the green leaves everywhere, and the double swords at her waist hung and dangled, adding a sense of rivers and lakes to this prosperous and beautiful area.

"This girl, look at your bones and surprise the double swords hanging from your waist, you are also a master of swordsmanship, right?" A burly man and his companions gathered around, "We are the Longmen Gang, specializing in managing the law and order of this side, if the girl needs to put her feet, she can come to our Longmen Gang, take care of three meals a day and accommodation, and pay wages every month." ”

"I'm here to participate in the martial arts event. The woman in white raised her eyes and looked at the palace that was still brightly lit at night, her eyes were confused, "By the way, come and meet my biological mother who watched my father fall into a dead situation, but stood by and watched, if she wants to see me." ”

The people of the Longmen Gang did not stop her from leaving, and looked at her back reluctantly, thinking that it was really a heroine's style.

Ten years later, the woman named Guan Ju came to Sunset City again, bringing her sword with her.

The woman walked through the bustling streets to the golden palace, and pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword.

She suddenly smiled.

The smile was full of the cold of wanting to kill all the people surnamed Zhao in this palace.