Chapter 276: Don't Call Creatures to Give Birth to Elves

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Changchun Ziqiu, Hao Datong's senior brother, Zhao Zhijing's uncle, can be called the first in martial arts among the seven sons of Quanzhen, although it is far worse than Wang Chongyang, but it is also the world's first-class master. He was a famous thinker, Taoist leader, politician, writer, health scientist and pharmacist of the Jin Dynasty in China. Qiu Chuji was respected by the rulers of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty, the Mongol Empire and the broad masses of the people, and was famous for traveling 35,000 miles to the Western Regions at the age of 74 to persuade Genghis Khan to stop killing and loving the people. In 1227 (the twenty-second year of Yuan Taizu), Qiu Chuji died of illness in Tianchangguan, at the age of 80, Yuan Shizu posthumously named him "Changchun Yandao Bishop Zhenren". Qiu Chuji was a willful and heroic man all his life, and he was a charismatic character, but what the world didn't know was that Qiu Chuji was not happy before he died, and he died depressed.

Zhao Zhijing still clearly remembers that he was already a Taoist priest in his 40s, and one day Uncle Changchunzi came back from a wandering trip outside and ordered the little Taoist boy to call him to his room. Although Qiu Chuji was a monk, but his personality was hot, he was already in his seventies at the time, but his temper did not restrain at all, Zhao Zhijing did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly went, but unexpectedly found that Qiu Chuji looked depressed and was obviously in a bad mood.

Qiu Chuji saw him coming, and waved him to sit down: "Zhijing, I haven't returned for a long time, I don't know how well you practiced?" ”

Zhao Zhijing's ability is already considered to be the top among the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but it is naturally still a lot worse than an old-timer like Qiu Chuji who has practiced martial arts all his life, Zhao Zhijing said tremblingly: "The disciple's Sanhua Gathering Peak Skill has been practiced to the fourth level, and it is estimated that he can break through to the fifth level within ten years. ”

The three-flower gathering is Wang Chongyang's proud internal strength, which has been passed on to Zhou Botong and Quanzhen Seven Sons, and the seven sons have each passed on to the disciples with outstanding qualifications in the sect, which is the highest martial arts method of the Quanzhen Sect. Qiu Chuji heard Zhao Zhijing say this, but only sighed, but did not answer.

When Zhao Zhijing was anxious, Qiu Chuji seemed to have finally figured out something, and said to him: "I know that the sky is not a holiday, and it should be returned to heaven soon." Since my Quanzhen Sect Master Wang Chongyang, no one has been able to practice all of the Three Flowers Gathering Peak Gong. This martial art must be lost soon. However, martial arts are always thought of by people, and those who are cut off can be continued, and new and more powerful martial arts can also be created by future generations. ”

Zhao Zhijing didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't know why Qiu Chuji talked about it. But hearing Qiu Chuji say that he was about to feather, Zhao Zhijing was taken aback, he knew that Qiu Chuji had the skill to stay in his face, and he took pills all year round, so it stands to reason that his life would never be so short. But looking at Qiu Chuji's expression, it is obvious that he already knows that his life will not last long, and when he cultivates to such a realm as Qiu Chuji, he will have a vague perception of his destiny.

"I'm worried about a big thing." Qiu Chuji sighed: "I just came back from Mongolia and met Genghis Khan, and he wanted to see me for the purpose of immortality. I told him that there was no way to live forever, and he was very dissatisfied. I blindly persuaded him to think about the people of the world and not to kill the evil early, but he didn't listen to it, and broke up unhappily. ”

Qiu Chuji went to see Genghis Khan, and Zhao Zhijing had heard about it before. Speaking of Qiu, Qiu Chuji traveled thousands of miles to persuade Genghis Khan to be kind, this is the great compassion of the monks, Zhao Zhijing only admired and moved in his ears, but he didn't understand how Genghis Khan's generation of heroes and strategies could give up his Mongol Empire for the sake of the legendary karma.

"Always do it when you know it's impossible." As if knowing what Zhao Zhijing was thinking, Qiu Chuji sighed and said this. "Genghis Khan has the heart to annex the four seas, and what he wants to build is a huge empire that has never been established before, and the whole world does not know how many people will die after this empire is established. I can't stop it, after I die, the Quanzhen Sect will be disbanded immediately, and everyone will go into seclusion in the mountains and forests, you must remember this, otherwise our Quanzhen Sect will definitely be wiped out. Strive to endure until the Destiny is born, and follow his guidance to re-enter the world. “

"All in seclusion? Destiny? Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but change color, what Qiu Chuji said was too illusory, which made him not easily convinced no matter what.

"The so-called end of the Dharma era of Buddhism is approaching, and we are facing a thousand years of turmoil. The heroes rise together, but there is no destiny. The whole society is about to be destroyed. The Quanzhen Sect can't do anything, but to follow the trend. A thousand years from now, the Man of Destiny is about to appear, and he has the power of biochemistry in his hands to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation, and when you see him, you will naturally know. “

"But Uncle Shi, it will be a thousand years before the Mandate of Heaven will appear, how can I live to that time."

Qiu Chuji took it for granted: "You will naturally know in the future." Don't worry. “

After that, Qiu Chuji asked Zhao Zhijing to leave the room and never saw him again. For another half a month, Qiu Chuji sat down peacefully, and the whole true sect cried bitterly, and Zhao Zhijing was among them.

And then ...... Zhao Zhijing pulled himself out of his memories, and Uncle Pilot, who was in the Heart Dao Hill, was right, he really lived for a thousand years, albeit in a way that he never thought of back then. He saw all the strife of this world. On the day the Quanzhen Sect was disbanded, he thought that he would never be a Taoist priest again, so he simply returned to the world and mingled in the world. He has seen all over the Yuan Dynasty and Ming Xing, the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Republic of China, and the New China, until today, which is almost the day when the people of the Mandate of Heaven appeared, and he finally saw Xu Xiaobai revealing the power of creation.

At this moment, he was extremely sure that Xu Xiaobai was the man of destiny in the mouth of Uncle Qiu's pilot, "Ande Daqian restores chaos, so as not to call the creation of elves." "Qiu Chuji's poems back then finally understand a little meaning. Could it be that the task of the people of destiny is to return Daqian to chaos? Or is it that after chaos, a new world is about to be created? He, Zhao Zhijing, was just an ordinary Taoist priest, and he couldn't see through this destiny. But he was determined to follow Qiu Chuji's guidance before his death, and follow Xu Xiaobai, a man of destiny, to witness a new history.

"Zhao Zhijing, the thirty-fourth generation head of the Quanzhen Sect, pays tribute to Mr. Xu." Zhao Zhijing came to Xu Xiaobai, folded his hands, and saluted him.

"Daoist Zhao, this is ......" Xu Xiaobai was puzzled, not knowing why Zhao Zhijing was suddenly so respectful to himself.

"Mr. Xu's destiny is returned, and Zhao Salute does not dare to make a mistake. The whole True Sect listens to Mr. Xu's orders, please be sure not to see outside. “

Xu Xiaobai was inexplicable, he just performed a simple trick on stage, how to get off the stage, Zhao Zhijing took the Quanzhen Sect to surrender. He knew that although Hao Datong was higher than Zhao Zhijing, the head of the Quanzhen Sect had already passed to Zhao Zhijing, and Hao Datong had to listen to Zhao Zhijing's dispatch. He still wanted to ask in detail, but Zhao Zhijing had no intention of saying more, and immediately retreated after saluting, and the second monk Xu Xiaobai was at a loss, so he had to go.

This is the end of the performance of the seventeen groups, and the Miao people feel that it is really worth the trip after seeing all kinds of magical methods of everyone, especially after seeing Xu Xiaobai's ability to defy the sky. Yue Fei came to the stage and said to everyone: "That's the performance on our side, I don't know if the Miao brothers have any unique skills to show us?" “

The Miao people were naturally prepared, and when a young hunter came to the stage, he grabbed a thick python from the bamboo basket behind him, this snake is a common local species, the style is very powerful and terrifying, but in fact it is not poisonous. Although it is non-venomous, ordinary people still stay away from this snake, but the Miao people are very close to this snake, under his whistle command, the snake sometimes stretches, sometimes circles, it is really more well-behaved than a pet.

Xu Xiaobai was excited, people often say that they rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water, and the Miao people live in this miasma-filled subtropical forest, so they naturally have to deal with snakes. Looking at the appearance of this Miao man, I am afraid that he has been in close contact with snakes since he was a child, so that he can have such an affinity.

This person's snake control technique naturally aroused everyone's applause, and then the Miao people took out the wine they brought and drank wine around the bonfire with these Han brothers. Xu Xiaobai didn't have a lot of liquor, so he didn't want to participate, but Yue Fei stopped him from leaving, and said: "For the general to take care of the overall situation, you are the leader of our group, if you leave, the Miao people will feel despised." Please come forward. “

Xu Xiaobai knew that what Yue Fei said made sense, so he had no choice but to use his internal strength and drink with the Miao people. Although his alcohol consumption is not good, but with the blessing of profound internal strength, where can Miao Ren be his opponent. After getting drunk this night, Xu Xiaobai took his hand and chatted before the last Miao man got drunk, and asked if there was anything strange happening around here recently, and what he never forgot was to get some information.

That person was the young hunter of the snake just now, and he was very impressed by Xu Xiaobai's ability, seeing Xu Xiaobai so close to him, he also felt that his face was bright, and he hurriedly said: "We saw several strange animal carcasses more than ten miles away in the west a few days ago, they looked very weird, and they have been reported to the local public security organs, and no one has gone to investigate yet." “

"Oh? What's the weird method? After Xu Xiaobai drank the wine, his eyes were extremely bright.

"They are all common animals in the area, but their bodies are very torn and there is hardly any good meat. I'm a hunter, and I'm all too familiar with these animals, and although they have many scars on their bodies, the fatal wounds are two small wounds in the neck, which look like the slender fangs of animals like wild boars. “

Xu Xiaobai was stunned in his heart, and said in his heart What a wild boar, it is obviously a zombie, it seems that Guo Tuhao can't hold back, and has already gone to the periphery of the 100,000 mountains to move.

He asked where the carcasses were, and the Miao man felt overwhelmed and left the camp with his men. Xu Xiaobai ordered everyone to sleep peacefully tonight and get up early tomorrow, he had to go to see the carcasses of those animals early tomorrow morning.