Wudang Mountain, Taoist famous mountain, the ninth blessed land, I don't know how many celebrities and feathers live in seclusion here throughout the ages, also known as Taihe Mountain, Xie Luo Mountain, Shenshang Mountain, Xian Room Mountain, there are "Taiyue", "Xuanyue", "Dayue" in ancient times.

The scenery is beautiful, the grass and trees are verdant, and it is known as the reputation of "the unparalleled victory of eternity, the first immortal mountain in the world".

A thousand-foot cliff is high, and there is a young man.

Tsing Yi Mangshoe, clear as water.

The golden sunlight fell on him, exuding a faint halo, and the whole person was as high and holy as the stars in the night sky.

The boy held a firewood knife in his hand, an ordinary firewood knife.

It was more than a foot long, rusty, and even cracked several gaps.

I saw the young man's wrist move slightly, the firewood knife flashed a few times, and a stump with the thickness of the bowl mouth was immediately split into seventy-two pieces of wood of the same size, like a sky full of dead leaves and butterflies flying, and they all fell at the young man's feet.

The boy smiled faintly and picked up another stake.

The hand rises and falls, and the feathers and butterflies fly.

At this moment, a cloud-like figure jumped lightly from under the cliff, silently swept a distance of thirty or forty zhang, and landed behind the young man.

The person who came was extremely tall, at least eight feet away, tall as jade, majestic as a mountain, the body was a washed and somewhat whitish cyan robe, full of silver silk like snow, a bun on the top of the head, decorated with a verdant bamboo hairpin, the white and tender face like mutton fat jade was extremely elegant, without a trace of wrinkles, eyebrows and lips, five long whiskers fluttering under the chin, warm eyes were pure and clear, with the innocence of a newborn baby.

The so-called crane hair and childish face, fairy wind bones, nothing more than that.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

The old Taoist priest stroked his long beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and praised loudly.

"Master, you're back."

Only then did the young man realize that there was someone behind him, and quickly turned around.

"Hmm."

The old Taoist priest looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and smiled with a look of relief.

"You're always picky, I'm getting ready to make breakfast." As he picked up the firewood on the ground, the boy said, "I just learned a new dish recently, and you're in for a treat." ”

"Don't be in a hurry for this first, I have something to ask you for the teacher." The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said.

"You say." When the young man heard this, he glanced at the old Taoist priest, but his hands kept moving.

"You just used the Taiyi Sword?"

"Yes, master."

"Then let me ask you, how many moves does the Taiyi Sword have?"

"Naturally, it's nine moves."

"Since there are only nine moves, then why do you have to make seventy-two swords in a row?"

"That's not what you said, master."

The young man said: "Nine characters are the extreme number of words, and the meaning of endless words. And no matter the sword technique, it is not a heavy shape, as long as you are interested, you can use it at will, just like the Nine Heavens Flying Dragon, not limited by manpower, the sword to the mind. Even if there are millions of swords, it is like a sword, and even if it is a sword, it can also be turned into a million swords. Therefore, although the Taiyi Sword only has nine moves, it can turn its heart at will and swing it freely. ”

"Ha, I can't imagine that at such a young age, you can understand such profound martial arts principles, and you are not in vain to be a teacher's teaching."

When the old Taoist priest heard the young man say this, he was even more satisfied, but at the same time he was a little puzzled, "But the teacher remembers that when I left, you didn't seem to have such a clear understanding." ”

"Speaking of which, I suddenly understood it when I was watching the sunrise once."

"Oh?"

"That day, the haze changed, and the clouds flew through, so beautiful."

"Isn't the sunrise like that?" The old Taoist priest pursed his lips, undeniable, and then said with great interest: "Could it be that there is anything special about the sunrise that day?" ”

"Hehe, the sunrise is naturally the same sunrise, nothing out of the ordinary. But the apprentice looked at it, and suddenly blessed his soul and understood the mystical truth of martial arts. ”

When the young man said this, he suddenly stopped talking, and stared at the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and his eyes were not instantaneous.

"Yo he, I can't see it, young man, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I've learned to sell Guanzi."

The old Taoist priest laughed, and when he saw the young man looking at him quietly and unmoved, he had to say helplessly, "Okay, okay, if there is any request from the old Taoist, I will agree." ”

The corners of the young man's lips turned up slightly, and a faint sense of pride jumped on his face, and said: "No matter how the smoke cloud changes shape, its essence is the same, and the smoke cloud is always the smoke cloud." The so-called vertical and horizontal circles do not go out of the square circle, and all changes do not deviate from their origins, in fact, martial arts are also like this, sticking to the moves, and falling behind, and getting carried away is the right way. ”

"Haha, it's worthy of being my apprentice of the old way, quite a bit of my demeanor back then." The old Taoist priest said shamelessly.

The boy rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Since you have such enlightenment, then play a trick and let the teacher see how much progress you have made." ”

The young man nodded, picked up the firewood knife, brushed it a few times, and pulled nine knife flowers in a row, gradually, the speed became faster and faster, and the figure turned into a cloud of cyan smoke, coming and going in the sun.

I saw the sword light flickering, endless, turning wishes, when such as a dragon over the deep pool, when like a phoenix dancing for nine days, when like a tiger through the forest, when like a spirit ape fishing for the moon, when like a bird gliding, each knife is eclectic, like a school of its own, full of whimsical and chic, and there is the poetry of the fairy splashing ink of the intention of turbulence.

For a while, even if he was as skilled as an old Taoist priest in martial arts, he also saw it as if he was drinking fine wine, and he was intoxicated, and he couldn't help but have some itchy hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Come on, come on, Comrade Beiluo, let's take a hand." ”

Before the words fell, the footsteps were wrong, and a palm lightly patted the young man's left shoulder.

"Here we go again."

The young man was a little helpless in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about him, a childlike master, his figure shook slightly, and he flashed over.

At the same time, he pointed at the Guan Yuan acupoint on the waist of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest smiled, didn't look back, and shook his hand back.

The sleeves are flying, like butterflies dancing, and like the clouds on the edge of the sky, the posture is very beautiful, without a trace of fireworks, but the accuracy of the position, the speed is fast, beyond the imagination of the world, it is the first to come, and it is about to be whipped on the back of the young man's hand first.

The young man raised his eyebrows, improvised to adapt, turned his fingers into cuts, waved his hand and slashed, secretly conspiring with the soldiers' surprise and covering up the mystery of his unpreparedness.

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, his wrist shook slightly, and he scattered into countless phantoms, making the young man's strange trick come to naught.

The young man's expression was faint, and he stomped lightly, and his body flew backwards.

The person was still in mid-air, his hands were round, and he didn't know how to wave tens of thousands of times between his breaths, and the offensive was fierce, like a surging tide, wave after wave, but he saw the pale cyan arc-shaped palm power surging out, covering the old Taoist priest like an overwhelming cover, like a bright moon across the sky, and the light was too empty.

What a move!

The old Taoist priest's eyes lit up when he saw it, he shook his body, twisted his waist, and passed through the dense waves of true qi like a swimming fish.

With no thick into the room!

This is already the realm of skill close to the Tao.

Thundered!

Qingguang True Power fell silently behind the old Taoist, and the terrifying power on the ground was suddenly revealed, and the ground with a radius of more than 30 zhang seemed to have been ploughed over and over again, cracking huge openings one after another, and the eyes were full of desolation.

For a while, the dirt was flying and the dust was billowing out.

Thundered!

As soon as the old Taoist priest broke away from the net of Zhenli, he saw the sound of wind and thunder faintly sandwiched between the young man's palms, and the wind and lightning came at a gallop.

He was not afraid, and greeted him with a grin.

At the moment, the two of them came and went, tossing and turning, and they were so happy that they were fighting.

Suddenly, the boy was gone.

At the same time, the heaven and earth have also lost the figure of the old Taoist.

An eagle falcon that circled and flew in the sky and stared at them for a long time stood on end, screamed in surprise, and fled in a hurry.

Bang Bang Bang!

There was a series of explosions in the air, and the sound was high and low, fast and slow, as if a clever musician was playing an elegant tune.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

I don't know how long it took, but the void shook.

The boy suddenly reappeared, his clothes in tatters and his green silk disheveled.

I only heard a hearty shout, "Haha, good boy, where to go." The old Taoist priest also appeared, still slapping the young man's left shoulder with a palm.

A fluttering palm, but the young man couldn't avoid it, and he only had time to put his shoulder slightly on one side and accept the old Taoist priest's palm.

Da-da-da-da!

The young man couldn't resist the true power contained in the old Taoist priest's hand, and retreated again and again, stepping on the seven stars, and a certain mysterious Taoist rhyme faintly erupted, as if the sky was as vast and deep, and the overflowing power was channelled into the depths of the earth through the thousand-foot high cliff.

Thundered!

The dull loud noise spread far away, and it could be heard in a radius of more than ten miles.

"Alright, that's all for today."

The old Taoist priest put his hands behind his back and walked towards the wooden house behind the cliff, with a faint golden light like water under his feet, and the seriously damaged cliff top suddenly returned to its original appearance.

The young man glanced at the tall back of the old Taoist priest who was gradually moving away, and then looked at himself who was extremely embarrassed, his face was dark, and he wanted to cry without tears.

......

The boy's name is Chen Beiluo, and he has been an orphan since he was a child.

The people of the clan felt bad luck because he had killed his parents, and when he grew up, he didn't want to raise him, and it happened that his master old Taoist priest had something to do, and discussed it with the old people in the clan, and then took him away.

Since then, Chen Beiluo has been living on Wudang Mountain.

Time flies, time flies.

In a blink of an eye, the little doll has grown up and has become a handsome young man with an ape-backed bee waist.

Over the years, Chen Beiluo has followed the old Taoist priest, devoted himself to cultivation, and by the way, he learned an unfathomable peerless martial arts.

According to the old Taoist priest, although their faction is also descended from the Sanfeng Patriarch and has the qualifications to enter the supreme heavenly dao, few people have achieved it in the past six or seven hundred years. Now that it has reached the hands of the old Taoist, only their master and apprentice are left, which is quite desolate.

However, the old Taoist priest didn't seem to take it to heart, and traveled all over the world from time to time, and lived a chic life.

Since ancient times, Taoist doctors have not been separated.

As a Taoist priest with strong roots, Chen Beiluo is naturally no stranger to medical science, because he has cultivated to a certain level, his understanding of the body is in-depth, and learning medical skills is twice the result with half the effort, and the growth of medical skills is also very beneficial to the Immortal Dao, and the two can be said to complement each other.

This allowed him to win the name of a little miracle doctor in the Wudang Mountain Realm.

In recent years, Chen Beiluo has immersed himself in studying medical science, and his understanding of the human body has become more and more profound, and his Taoism has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is much more powerful than when the old Taoist priest was young.

Although the old Taoist priest had a hard tooth and refused to admit it.

But facts speak louder than words.

Before you know it, three years have passed.

Suddenly, on this day, the old Taoist priest called the young man to him, with a solemn expression.