Chapter 152 Mochizuki Cliff Set up a ring
Half a month has passed, and the number of cultivators in the Snow Mountain has once again reached a new level.
The butterfly effect of the spirit stone, after the fermentation of the news, has attracted many cultivators who heard the news to rush here.
The more people there are, the hundreds of schools of thought gather, and the rivers and lakes suddenly become lively and lively.
The snow mountain spirit stone collection points are divided into four, east, west, north and south.
And as more and more cultivators joined, under some kind of increasingly fierce competition and family history, the cultivators of the entire Snow Mountain were gradually divided into four areas.
To the east is the Taoist sect practitioners, from Maoshan, Laoshan, Wudang, Nanbei Quanzhen, Longmen and many other Taoist disciples gathered here.
To the west is Buddhism, where Buddhist monks from Tantra, Zen, and Pure Land gather.
To the south are these inner cultivators with a long history of Confucianism, Mo, and Zongheng.
And to the north, it is a real mixed place, with 36 side doors and all kinds of doors.
The formation of this four-way situation is actually an inevitable trend.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, all of them had their own dogmatic beliefs, and each had its own competition and cooperation.
For example, in the history of thousands of years, Taoism and Buddhism fought fiercely, and they fought against each other, and no one let anyone.
These historical origins and disputes have existed since ancient times, but in recent years, there has been a fault in the era of cultivation, the hundreds of schools of thought have declined, and they have disappeared from everyone, and the past has been sealed in the dust in the passage of time.
But the aura comes, the world will come, the spirit stone will appear, and the hundreds of schools of thought will gather in the snow mountain, and these dusty past events will naturally be recalled, and each family will hold their own group.
The rivers and lakes belonging to the hundred schools of thought appeared on the snow-capped mountains.
The most direct reason for this, of course, is because of interests.
For example, in the black gas dense forest, the Taoist and Buddha families found a spiritual stone at the same time, and the general situation is that the Taoist does not like the Buddha, and the Buddha does not like the Taoist, and the Buddha looks at the Taoist is not pleasing to the eye, so it is easy to have disputes.
One family speaks immeasurably to the Heavenly Venerable, the six thieves are pure, and the family calls Amitabha Buddha, abstaining from greed and hatred, but in recent days, you come and go without saying a word, and there is a tendency to intensify.
Others are also approximate.
However, the social structure will continue to improve, and the monks who gather in the snow-capped mountains to find stones will try to deal with these disputes while they are constantly fighting.
The ancient rivers and lakes came into being.
This is the simplest, most straightforward and efficient way for practitioners to be!
It is also a philosophy of the Jianghu people.
The above was already a bit anxious about the disputes among the cultivators, so he was naturally in favor of the competition, as long as he didn't make trouble, he let it go.
The ring of the competition is set on a stone cliff on the mountainside, half of which protrudes out of the cliff, and seven or eight meters below is a stream formed by the melting of snow water on the top of the snow-capped mountain.
The people here gave this cliff a poetic name, called Mochizuki Cliff.
Since the Mochizuki Cliff was set up, no matter day or night, there have been people fighting on it.
or learn martial arts, or solve disputes, and slowly become lively.
Jianghu people, Jianghu affairs, Jianghu blood.
The outside world is still living a muddy life, and there are also powerful people who dance to fame and fortune, but in the eyes of today's cultivators, they are just a floating cloud.
This ring is the stage where people from all walks of life really emerge under the torrent of this great world.
After all, the future of this world belongs to them.
With the Moon Cliff setting, hundreds of schools of thought appeared on it, and hundreds of schools of thought bloomed.
Taoism Xuanmen is correct, and Taoism is natural.
Buddhism is angry at Vajra, Amitabhan.
Confucianism is upright and upright.
The Mohist family is clever and unpredictable.
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The curtain of this world slowly gathers, waiting for the wind to rise.
Many Quartet figures have also made their debut in this ring, and their fame has gradually become apparent.
There is a Taoist priest who can hurt people by picking flowers and dipping leaves, and one move will scare the other party into admitting defeat.
There was a monk in the extremely cold and bitter land, a lion's roar, flying sand and stones, shaking several provocative people and hurting all organs.
There was a swordsman, extremely fast, with sharp swordsmanship in one hand, holding a branch, which instantly pressed against the throat of the opponent in the fight, and the opponent admitted defeat in shock.
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Ever since Mochizuki Cliff set up a competition arena, with more and more grievances and disputes, it has also become lively there.
These cultivators, who have never been inconspicuous, finally have a stage to show themselves, and they are showing their edge on the snow-capped mountains, and their fame is gradually rising, and at the same time, they are also stirring up the turbulent craze of this great world.
This atmosphere drove the cultivation frenzy of the cultivators in the Snow Mountain, and also aroused their enthusiasm from their ancestors.
With white hair, a young heart, when the fresh clothes are angry horses, wielding swords in the rivers and lakes.
This is the trend under the torrent of the great world, and it is also a small microcosm of the changes in the world, when it is!
Jiang Xiaobai came to the Snow Mountain again after half a month, and he didn't expect that the circle of Snow Mountain cultivators had changed so much.
It's like a leap in the social structure, an unexpected and a sense of taking it for granted.
He came to the Moon Cliff, good guy, there was a lot of excitement.
At this time, there was a competition on Mochizuki Cliff.
On the edge of the cliff, there is a large pine tree with a thick trunk and a crown that grows diagonally upwards in the light, and has the tendency to stretch out its head to look at the moon.
Under the tree, there was a pergola, eight large wooden stakes, covered with thatch, and a dozen rectangular wooden tables and wooden benches were placed below, and the top was full of people.
Next to the thatched hut, there is also a stone stove, on which is placed a large black pot, in which is boiling light cyan shiny tea, and there are leaves floating in it, and a fragrance of tea rippling out.
"The tea is good. ”
A crisp female voice sounded.
A girl with a ponytail tied with a red ribbon carried a teapot into the hut.
"Sister Ling, come to a bowl. ”
"Give it to me, too. ”
"This is also necessary, Sister Ling is really virtuous, hurry up and ask Old Man Wei to find you a good family. ”
“........”
The people sitting in the hut burst into laughter.
This girl with a ponytail is called Wei Ling, and the big guys like to call her Ling girl.
The appearance is as good as the name, but the personality is not like this.
"Even if you look for someone, you don't look for you old men who are five big and three rough and thick. ”
The girl glared at the almost all the men in the hut with big eyes, and said angrily.
"Sister Ling, you have a lot of tea dregs. Someone laughed.
"If you like to drink or not, you take a spirit stone out and the old lady will re-boil a pot for you. ”
"Yes, Sister Ling's paper is right, haha. Someone laughed.
There was laughter in the hut.
The tea is free, and it's good to have it, but they're just joking and joking.
"Old man Wei, this spirit girl is really powerful, but it's different from you. ”
Someone joked, looking at the back of the shed, an old man with a firewood knife was cutting wood.
When the old man heard this, he smiled silently, but did not speak, as if he was not good at words, he continued to bury his head in the knife and cut the wood, and under the thick blunt knife, a layer of shavings as thin as a cicada's wings was scraped off.
(Helplessly, I originally coded almost 5,000 words, checked it again, and found that I was not satisfied, almost more than 3,000 words were invalidated, hey, it hurt a little, and I had to change the next 3,000 words)