Near the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, I know how many people from the rivers and lakes there are, the inn has long been full, and the town with a small population density has become in full swing at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If anything is a matter of the rivers and lakes, it is a major event on the rivers and lakes at this time, all kinds of sects and gangs, three sects and nine streams have gathered in this town, Fang Yun, who is a first-class cultivator, really doesn't dare to live here, he is not afraid of anything else, a group of people stared directly at the clouds in the sky, which made him a little frightened, for fear that someone would steal it in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, I will live in Zhongnan Mountain, unlike these people, who came to join in the fun, Feisheng didn't see it, but set up a lot of entanglements, and I didn't have any money to go home, but more people don't care, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, and they have no fixed place to live, and they can go wherever they want.

"Ming'er is the day when the old fairy soars, I don't know who it is, you can go and take a look, his mother's rules are too strict, it's not first-class and you won't be allowed to enter the mountain to compete." A young man with a long sword on his back came all the way here, but he didn't even pass the first level, and was eliminated directly, which was really unwilling, but the rules are the rules, I said it earlier, but everyone has a fluke in their hearts, hoping that someone can see their advantages and let themselves make an exception to see.

"Hey, who said it wasn't, when the Jianghu Order was issued, the main thing was to invite first-class martial artists under the age of twenty-five, and there were so many fun."

"This is a ascension, everyone has never heard of it, and it is the first time I have seen someone ascend openly."

"No, I don't know what the Wang Zhangjiao thinks."

The pedestrians on the side of the road talked a lot, although they were very dissatisfied with the regulations of Zhongnan Mountain, but no one dared to speak wildly, after all, the third place in the world is not fake, and it is not a problem for one person to single out all of them, and there are many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect in the town who are maintaining law and order, for fear of being heard, and then they will not be able to eat and walk around.

Some people saw Li Daochun riding a white deer and gave way to him, and they knew that he was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect by looking at his clothes.

Fang Yun rushed all the way, except for the murder and robbery, there was no accident, he ran into a thief who stole the horse, and as a result, he also kicked the horse, and it is estimated that he will be half paralyzed for the rest of his life.

Zhongnan Mountain, Quanzhen Religion, enshrined is Taishang Laojun Moral Tianzun, the ancestor of Chunyang Taoist Lu Dongbin, Wang Chongyang in Ganhe Town, met Lu Dongbin who went down into the mortal dust, was preached his Taoism and Jindan formula, when Wang Chongyang, who lived in seclusion for three years, came out of the mountain again, he was a land immortal, and established the Quanzhen Sect.

Since then, the Quanzhen Sect has been out of control, especially under the leadership of Wang Chongyang, bringing together the large and small cultivators of Zhongnan Mountain, creating a prosperous era of Taoism, which originally belonged to the orthodoxy of Taoism in Longhu Mountain, and has also become the reputation of Quanzhenjiao, of course, more because of Wang Chongyang's prestige as the first in the world, but after two hundred years, Quanzhen Sect is still not considered to be a disadvantage, I have to say, it can be regarded as a Taoist leader with the same name as Longhu Mountain.

The dispute over Taoist orthodoxy will always be hidden in the shadows, but if it really needs to be put on the surface, it will be a situation that will never die.

Wang Daozong knew this, and he also knew that even if he was gone, Longhu Mountain would not be wiped out immediately, but gradually devoured, but the pressure of all sizes would definitely not make people feel good.

There are not many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but there are more than a thousand people, and the martial arts realm of the new disciples is not very high, after all, it is some old people who are supporting the field.

The current Quanzhen Sect has three generations, Wang Daozong and Wu Yixi are counted as one generation, Wang Daozong and hundreds of disciples are counted as one generation, and the other generation is a group of little guys, almost all of whom are underage.

There are grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes, even the older generation of the Quanzhen Sect, after all, this Jianghu is still chivalrous, and the evil demons are not few, so there is naturally a dispute between good and evil, so the people of the same generation of Wang Daozong died because of the struggle between good and evil, and it is not easy for people in that era to survive until now.

Although Li Daochun is a disciple of Wang Zhangjiao, his seniority is not high, and many Taoist priests in his thirties and forties of the Quanzhen Sect are earlier than him, so he is the youngest disciple of the second generation, except for the underage third generation disciple, everyone else is his senior brother.

Fang Yun, who had seen a lot of people in the rivers and lakes along the way, was quiet now, and he didn't care so much about who could be lucky enough to watch Wang Daozong's ascension.

The main hall of Zhongnan Mountain is halfway up the mountain, and there are many places that lead people to reverie, such as Yangtian Pond, it is rumored that Lao Tzu has a gossip-shaped alchemy furnace here, and Yangtian Pond is the place where Lao Tzu was idle and came to strike iron and quench without anything.

However, other courtyards have been built in these places, and pilgrims who come up the mountain to burn incense do not dare to climb over the walls at will to see those magical places.

The two of them step by step, Li Daochun planned to arrange Fang Yun's residence first, and then talk about anything else, but at this moment.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old little Taoist boy ran quickly from the mountain, and when he saw Li Daochun, he shouted happily: "Uncle Xiao, you are back, and the master grandpa asked you to bring someone to meet him." ”

"Yo, little bun, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you get fat." Li Daochun pinched the bun's little face.

The little guy snorted and turned his head to the side, and the happiness just now flashed: "My name is Xiaobao, not Xiaobaozi, you go quickly, otherwise Grandpa will be angry." ”

At this time, they were halfway up the mountain, Fang Yun didn't pay attention to the conversation between Xiao Daotong and him, but looked at a palace at the front of Zhongnan Mountain, called Chongyang Palace, in the most glorious time of the Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace was called the ancestral court of Taoism in the world, the 'ancestral court of the world' and the 'Quanzhen Holy Land'.

At this time, the pilgrims had been forbidden to go up the mountain, Fang Yun did not see outsiders, only some Quanzhen Dao people who passed by, looked back at the bottom of the mountain, looked into the distance, felt that the world had shrunk in front of him, and looked up at the top of the mountain hidden in the clouds, where it was estimated that there was no mountain down, but a sea of clouds.

The road to the top of the mountain became more and more rugged, and the Purple Air Pavilion on the top of Zhongnan Mountain was unique, that was where the two were going, and there was only one winding and winding path, and the Purple Air Pavilion didn't know how it was built, but the path was more and more, and the road conditions became better, with grass, wildflowers, and trees on both sides, high and low, scattered.

There is no decoration in everything, only the breath of nature, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who has not climbed the mountain for a long time, is more and more energetic, and I don't know how long it will take, I will see the Chaoyang Purple Air Pavilion at the top of the mountain.

The Purple Qi Pavilion where the Quanzhen Sect was cultivating, looking at it from a distance, Fang Yun vaguely felt the sound of the Dao coming from it, word by word, clearly audible.

Frowning slightly, he coughed lightly, what else was there to hear, this was not that Fang Yun saw a fantasy, but that the two hundred years and four generations of the Quanzhen Palm Sect were all land immortals, and they had cultivated the Dao Sutra here, and they had condensed their essence and spirit here, and ordinary people suddenly came here, and when they heard that pleasant Dao sound, they would convert to Taoism.

Li Daochun, who wiped his sweat slightly, lightly supported the only thousand-year-old ginkgo tree on the top of the mountain, it is said that it was planted here by Lao Tzu himself in the Spring and Autumn Period, Fang Yun had heard of it, but had never seen it, at this time he looked at this thousand-year-old tree, and couldn't help but be surprised: "The ginkgo tree on the top of the mountain, how did Lao Tzu plant it." ”

The thousand-year-old ginkgo tree, the roots are thick enough to be surrounded by ten people, and the branches above the head are luxuriant, dozens of meters high, and the top of the branch is just inserted into the clouds, which is really beautiful.

I also heard that in November, when the leaves turn golden, the leaves fall from the clouds on the top of the mountain, and I don't know how many pilgrims will come, not for anything else, just to pick up a leaf and bring home a year's happiness and health.

"Does Your Highness like this ginkgo tree?"

"It's nature, it's much more beautiful than the plane tree in my yard." Fang Yun couldn't help but nodded, it was true, although the plane trees transplanted in the courtyard of this world were also a hundred years old, they were still a step behind the thousands of years old ginkgo trees.

Fang Yun suddenly turned his head, it wasn't what Li Daochun said just now, could it be Wang Daozong?

Sure enough, at some point, Li Daochun was already standing behind a middle-aged Taoist priest, Fang Yun looked at this person, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wang Zhenren is worthy of being the master of the Quanzhen Sect, and he has been on the land immortal list for a long time, and he is still a crane with a childish face, he is really a living immortal." ”

The corners of Wang Daozong's mouth curled slightly, he bent down and reached out to pick up a leaf, Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly dodged sideways, the old immortal bent down, who dared to be in front of him.

"I didn't expect His Highness to be so good at talking, since His Highness likes this ginkgo tree, how about I give it to you?" Wang Daozong looked up at the ancient tree, as if he had made up his mind.

"Ahem, this is not good, the gentleman does not win the love of others, Wang Zhenren should leave it to the disciples of future generations." Fang Yun vaguely felt that something was wrong, Wang Daozong picked up the leaves just now, it seemed natural, but he bent down to him clearly, how could Fang Yun dare to bear it, this is a land immortal, how could he bear it with such a worship.

There is also a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree that I was going to give him just now, this is planted by Lao Tzu himself, not to mention anything else, if Wang Daozong transplants it to Yan Wangfu with the means of land immortals, it is also a treasure that suppresses luck, and it can be called a priceless treasure.

It's a pity that Fang Yun knows that the value is too high, so he naturally doesn't dare to ask for it, if he really accepts it, it won't be good for people to say it casually, if you still take it seriously, this matter will not be easy to do.

Wang Daozong gave him two hurdles, naturally there was no third time, he waved his hand lightly, pushed open the south gate of the Purple Qi Pavilion, and walked in first.

Li Daochun took the Taoist Sutra and followed with his head down, and he didn't look at the various practices of the two just now, and seemed to be addicted to the book.

Fang Yun followed, the Purple Qi Pavilion was not big, only a little high, but there were many bookshelves, he squinted at a glance, and saw a lot of Taoist scriptures and secret books.

"What does Your Highness think you can see when you look down from here?" Wang Daozong stood at the edge of the second floor of the Purple Qi Pavilion, looking down, there was only a sea of clouds, I heard that a few immortal cranes could be seen flying by from time to time, but Fang Yun obviously didn't have this luck.

"It's white, like a marshmallow, but unfortunately I can't eat it." His Royal Highness the Prince pouted, Lao Tzu is a person who has made airplanes, isn't it just a cloud, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be with me.

Wang Zhenren was suddenly stunned, still because he was a living immortal, and he didn't expect His Royal Highness the Prince to answer these words, there were two young talents who could come to watch his ascension, and the others were all Quanzhen disciples, and he had just brought those two young talents here once.

One of the young men who practiced swords, saw this sea of clouds and said: "I saw the rivers and lakes and martial arts, and I and the sword in my hand want to go all over the world, and by the way, go to see the so-called innate sword body." ”

As for the other young man, his eyes were shining, he didn't speak, he was holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, but he opened his arms, as if he was embracing this piece of heaven and earth.

Everyone has what they are pursuing, the young man who practices the sword is the martial arts the most, the young man who holds the halberd is the pursuit of power, and what they want, whether it is to reach the top of the land immortal list, or to seize the world, Wang Daozong He doesn't care, they meet is a chance, he just wants to give them a thin gift, leaving a way back for the Quanzhen Sect.

For Fang Yun, His Royal Highness, Wang Daozong originally planned to fool the past, but unfortunately, this son of King Yan, who everyone in the world thought was a gentleman, turned out to be a first-class martial artist with a clear mind, he knew that everyone in the world had let him be deceived, as for His Royal Highness's casual answer, he couldn't see through what he was thinking, compared to those two people.

Although Yelu Sanqiu died of overdraft, but after all, he died at the feet of Yanyun Tieqi, the luck of the old sword fairy was not so easy to take, Wang Daozong had to seize the luck of returning to heaven and earth in order to step into the gate of heaven with one foot, but the luck that disappeared after Yelu Sanqiu's death should have been divided equally by many Yanyun soldiers, or those martial generals, and as a result, he intercepted one-fifth, and it was not bad that King Yan did not wave his army south to level Zhongnan Mountain, but Wang Daozong was about to soar, without replying, it is estimated that after he left, The Quanzhen Sect was not destroyed in the hands of others, and King Yan estimated that he would have to level this place.

For His Royal Highness the Prince who wanted to eat marshmallows, Wang Daozong was a little dumb for a while, he didn't know what to say, and he always felt that when talking to him, the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth.

"What does Your Highness like?"

"What can Wang Zhenren give?" Fang Yun thought about it, let's have some dry goods, don't beat around the bush, he has studied thoroughly after all after all, if you want to soar to become an immortal, you need a great opportunity after all, so you intercepted Yelu Sanqiu's sword luck in order to step into the gate of heaven with one foot, but this kindness is a bit big.

"All the Taoist scriptures of the Quanzhen Sect?" Wang Daozong smiled slightly.

"Let your apprentice see for himself, I don't know if I can see the flowers." Fang Yun pursed his lips, it's really not okay.

"Isn't His Royal Highness the Prince practicing martial arts, as long as the Quanzhen Sect has the cheats, you can read which one you want to see, how about this?" Wang Daozong's indifferent tone, if others heard it, it was estimated that they would shock the big teeth of a group of people, this is the Quanzhen Sect, there is more than one top cheats on the rivers and lakes.

For example, the famous "Mixed Yuan Congenital Gong", almost all generations of masters will practice peerless internal strength, after Xiaocheng, the body is full of innate qi, true qi turning, fierce and fast, just by the quality of the true qi, it is stronger than other exercises, although the Quanzhen Sect is Taoism, but the exercises are absolutely violent and violent, otherwise they would have been pressed by the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect to be unable to raise their heads, and it is precisely because of the Quanzhen Cultivation that it is just matched with the "Mixed Yuan Innate Gong", otherwise it is indispensable to go mad.

"Seven Star Sword Formation" is the top sword technique on the rivers and lakes, and "Seven Star Beidou Sword Formation" is the most famous sword formation of the Quanzhen Sect, referred to as the Seven Star Sword Formation, if there are seven sword techniques, sword formations, and second-rate martial artists who are well trained will not fall into disadvantage in the face of first-class martial artists.

If it is a sword formation composed of first-class martial artists, it is difficult for a small grandmaster or a weaker big grandmaster to resist, this is the foundation for the Quanzhen Sect to become the orthodoxy of Taoism, and it is impossible to become a dragon leader with teachings alone, without a big sword in his hand, why let others surrender, is it difficult to rely on a mouth?