It is rumored that when Emperor Wu of the Southern Liang Dynasty, there are high monks who set up an altar to preach on the top of the high temple on Jubao Mountain, all the monks gathered, the monks preached the scriptures and moved the Buddha in the west sky, the lotus flowers fell from the sky like rain, fell all over the mountain, turned into colorful, gorgeous and brilliant stones, so Jubao Mountain, also known as Yuhuatai.

In the era of Emperor Wu of Southern Liang, even if the monk was blown to the sky, it was not an unusual thing. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the sword soldiers continued, and the Gaoza Temple was destroyed in the war, and it was not rebuilt until the Hongwu period, and it has been abandoned.

Jubaoshan mountain shape like a crane, spread its wings and want to fly, feng shui belongs to the south fire vermilion bird, all over the mountain flowers and stones, the big one is like a car, the small one is like a fingertip, reflecting the sun, shining dazzling, the whole mountain is like a glorious red finch crane.

Tie Lingshuang ran all the way, and saw from a distance that on the left wing of Jubao Mountain, the mountains and stones were stacked, and the figures were building, frowning slightly, remembering that here by the holy decree of Zhu Di, the king of Yan, to build a large Bao'en Temple, it is said that in order to thank Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma.

Wanting to cover up and whitewash the sin, Tie Lingshuang turned around and flew towards the right wing, while lively new temple, on the other hand, the desolate and abandoned tower, the people are warm and cold, but that's it.

There was a lot of smoke on the right side, and Tie Lingshuang naturally let go of his body, and his toes lit the stones, turning into a black shadow, and heading straight to the top of the mountain.

Halfway through, he stopped, looked at the mountainside on the right, faintly ruined and broken, and was not in a hurry, but carried an iron gun, scanned the surroundings, and slowly leaned over.

Standing in front of the dilapidated temple, I thought that the wooden door had long been rotten into mud, and only a stone wall was still erected, with a few words faintly engraved on it, which was vaguely distinguished, and it should be "close to the end of the world".

Buddhism has always been good at playing chances, making people feel uneasy, similar to the fortune-telling liars on the street, Tie Lingshuang flashed into the door, all the way through the rocks that were erected at the feet, heard the sound of ding dong water in front of him, quite empty and lonely, and looked up.

A lush, more than one person tall thorn bushes, like a big net, shrouded the place two zhang in front of it, and it was black inside.

Walking forward, I saw four words engraved on the stone tablet lying on the ground, "Yongning Erquan".

There are two clear springs in Gaozaji Yongning Spring, both of which gush out from the mountain, and the spring water is sweet. The great poet Lu You, who loves to drink, once got drunk, wandered here, drank a few sips to quench his thirst, and praised it.

I pondered for a long time with my head dizzy, looked at a spring on the left and a spring on the right, well, okay, let's call it Erquan. I really don't know if it's unpretentious, or if I'm too drunk and forget my stomach full of poetry and songs.

Don't rush in, Tie Lingshuang circled around Erquan twice, didn't find any other stone carvings, and carefully looked at the dense thorn bushes of this wall, fortunately, there is a narrow path one person wide below, with slightly fewer thorns, which can allow people to pass sideways.

Could it be that the stone carving is placed here? Tie Lingshuang thought of the appropriate coincidence in the Confucius Temple, and couldn't help frowning, could it be that during the escape of the Pu Pu, he secretly passed on the news? Shaking his head, it is unlikely, according to the calculation of time, he should have gone around and followed him.

Hold the jade and carry the sword. The skill of the jade holder is not very accurate, thinking that it should be the level of the Vientiane Realm, the person who lifted the sword drew a sword behind his back, which was the highest level of the Daomen Yizhong Haoran Realm, and the internal breath was as cold as a snake, and it instantly wandered to the heart.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pull down the corners of my mouth, this person is very good at assassination, silently, only waiting for the flaws to be exposed, then quietly appearing, retreating with one blow, and never delaying.

Shaking his head, he shook out his thoughts, stared at this narrow path, and the sword was clenched, just like to come to a sword dance, smashing this bush of thorns, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the murderous spirit was boiling.

After hesitating for a moment, he was quite unwilling, and when he killed someone, he beheaded the opposite side, and thought of the two lotus black Jiao stone carvings, put away his sword fingers, the corners of his mouth were contemptuous, and the spear stabbed a few times in the thorny path, and saw a few rattans broken, glanced behind him, and drilled sideways into the hole.

Thorns love water, and are the most drought-tolerant, slender as finger-like rattans like iron, full of spikes, iron frost on its side, spear in front, abandon concentration, leaning towards the dark, deep mouth of the spring that is obscured.

The two shimmering springs seemed to be large vats, separated by more than three feet, with slight ripples, Tie Lingshuang squeezed in, swept around, and there were only a few weeds around the spring.

Raising his eyes and looking up, he saw that the surrounding dense thorns were entangled in the spring water in the air, a cloud of jet black clouds, only the side, a few rays of light came out, and the corners of Tie Lingshuang's mouth were upturned, how could there be a scholar who drilled here to pick up stones.

It seems that the conversation between himself and the monk Nafa on the leaves at the foot of Zhong Mountain is likely to be under the eyes of the jade holder or the immortal.

What is going on? What kind of surveillance is this kind of surveillance? Even if it is the realm of the Buddha, he can only be invincible in his own small world, and he has never heard of such magical powers.

Still thinking about it, his eyes swept to the stones in the middle of the two black mirror-like pools, among the low weeds, two stones, three or four inches, slightly flooded, faintly in the shape of a fish and a bird, Tie Lingshuang's eyes turned, and he glanced at the thorns around him, and the murderous aura gradually grew.

Without noticing the breath of a living person, and without killing intent, Tie Lingshuang stepped forward slowly, swept his eyes at two clear springs, the size seemed to be able to hide people, and the spear slowly probed into the spring on the right, only one foot in, and the head of the spear touched a hard stone.

It seems that the spring on the right is only more than a foot deep, and he took back the spear and walked slowly to the middle of the two springs, and the spear still penetrated into the spring on the left, but it was only two feet deep, and no one could be hidden.

If you don't come to assassinate, are the two stones in front of you a temptation or a naked mockery?

Squatting down slightly, Tie Lingshuang squinted his eyes slightly, and in the dimness, two gray stones, one with wings ready to fly, vaguely like a crane, and the other thick and round, like a giant whale out of the water.

The spear poked out slightly, and clicked on the crane-shaped stone carving, and with a soft sound, the crane-shaped stone sculpture shook slightly, fell on the stone, shook twice, and no longer moved.

The tip of the spear tapped the whale stone carving on the side,

"Click"

It did not fall like a crane-shaped stone sculpture, there was a click, and it shattered into a mess.

His eyebrows condensed, and he was pressing down his body to take a closer look, and the water surface of the spring on the left side shook, and a thin water was like an arrow, piercing Tie Lingshuang's temple, and a sharp scream sounded, Tie Lingshuang was shocked, and turned around to see that the water arrow had arrived in front of him.

The strong wind whined, his eyes stinged, life and death in an instant, he drank coldly, suddenly raised his head, and the water arrow swished and screamed, shooting past Tie Lingshuang's cheek.

A bloody light appeared on the right cheek, Tie Lingshuang straightened his waist, and the spear in his right hand pierced the spring water on the left, the water surface exploded, and the bluestone at the bottom of the water appeared, the tip of the spear was embedded in the stone, and there was no trace of an assassin, and the anger was surging from the sky, and three water arrows from the spring on the right behind him flashed and shot towards the back.

I didn't care about getting angry again, the strong wind behind me struck, faintly stinging, Tie Lingshuang didn't pull out the spear, his right hand held the iron spear tightly, his toes slanted to the left stone face, the whole person floated horizontally, three water arrows swayed from under the ribs, shot through the thorns on the opposite side, and disappeared.

Tie Lingshuang in the low air pulled out the iron spear inserted in the stone, swept across the spring on the right, and the one-foot-deep water surface instantly splattered out, empty.

"Hiss~"

A little cold light stabbed out silently from the top of the thorns behind him, Tie Lingshuang in mid-air twisted his waist and turned around, ignoring the pain in his left arm, his right arm suddenly swept up, and the spear was like a big knife, cutting straight through the thorn bushes on the top that were as dense as a car cover.

As soon as the sun came, squinting his eyes, Tie Lingshuang just landed, tiptoed, rushed out, turned over and swept out of the thorns, landed on a piece of bluestone, and looked up at the black shadow a zhang away.

Dressed in black, with his face covered, only two eyes faintly glowing with a faint blue light leaking outside, no breath, no murderous aura, carrying a slender silver sword in his right hand, a slender scar on the back of his hand, a wisp of blood on the sword, and a faint smell of blood.

Glancing at a three-inch-long sword wound on his left arm, blood flowed for a long time, Tie Lingshuang raised his eyes to look at the black shadow, and said coldly,

"The man with the sword. ”

Bowing his head slightly, he answered, and the black shadow man on the other side didn't speak, just two dark blue eyes, staring at Tie Lingshuang, as if joking.

The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, tasting a wisp of blood on his lips, Tie Lingshuang's eyes were cold, he smiled softly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his right cheek, and a slender scar on the cheekbone of his right face was revealed.

Don't ask anymore, Tie Lingshuang's anger rose, his toes were a little bit, the bluestone was shattered, and he dragged the spear backwards, and rushed towards the black-clothed sword-bearer.

Within one to six feet, the arm burst for a while, and the blood of the dragon turned into a green dragon glaive, slashing down at him, and the sword in his left hand was pinched, and with the red blood on the palm of his hand,

"E, the cadre is not evil"

Two cold lights flashed out, two bronze swords, one slightly wide, strong and heavy, one slightly thin, simple and smart, two feet long sword body, cold light, one left and one right, facing the black shadow, slashing obliquely.

The dragon above his head cried blood like a knife, and the cadres on both sides slashed Mo Ye obliquely, Tie Lingshuang strengthened his hand, and the spear whined, and it smashed on the top of the head of the man in black, Tie Lingshuang stared at the two dark blue eyes tightly, and did not relax at all.

"Dang, Ding"

A blue and black light flashed, and the sword man's body suddenly became full of yin and ruthless aura, and the blue and gray aura came out of his body, turning into a python with the thickness of an arm, wrapped around the man in black.

The python's head swung, knocked off the top of his head and cut off the tip of the spear, and the gan slashed Mo Ye's two long swords on the python's body, and if it encountered a heavy blow, it shot out backwards, hit the stone, and disappeared in an instant.

Raising his hand to withdraw the spear, Tie Lingshuang looked at the blue-gray python, his breath was condensed, agile and ruthless, only to see that it trembled slightly, and its body fluctuated a few times, slowly shrinking to the thickness of a finger, still very long, wandering and attached to the slender silver sword.

Unlike the black Jiao, it just condensed the cold qi, the long sword became heavier, the blue and gray breath and spirituality of the black clothes, revolving around the long sword, slowly disappeared, the original two-foot-seven-inch long sword suddenly stretched out more than a foot long smart snake head, the mouth was wide open, two long poisonous fangs, murderous, spitting snake letters, yin and ruthless.

The first weight of the Daomen, Haoran, Haoran attaches to the spiritual realm.

If you first enter the Haoran Realm, the true qi is released, and you can only vaguely see a faint breath attached to the person, and the weapon in your hand, this is the Haoran Initial Realm, also known as the Haoran Rising Sun Realm.

Wait for the realm to enter again, from the top of the head Parkway, to the sea of dantian qi, to the spring of the soles of the feet, a true qi is abundant like rivers and seas, the true qi is released, the armor helmet can be transformed, the qi is gathered in the sword, and the three-foot sword can be born, majestic and majestic, this is the vast and vicissitudes of the realm.

This realm is the minimum standard of hidden guards, and before you reach Cangming, you can only go back to cultivate, and when you reach this realm, you can come again.

Daomen realm, pay attention to the communication of heaven and earth, Haoran realm to perfection, true qi spirituality is transparent, like a living thing, and then with their own unique exercises, the power is endless, this layer of the realm of perfection, it is called Haoran Spiritual Realm.

Further down, he can break through his state of mind, obtain the charm of heaven and earth, and turn the smart and vast river of true qi into a true dragon in his body, and then step into the realm of Vientiane.

His mind flickered, the corners of Tie Lingshuang's mouth raised, the battle intent in his eyes was boiling, he assassinated Zhong Lijiu, every time he didn't get close, he was shot aside, and he was not allowed to fight privately in the hidden guard, and he didn't know what level he was.

The Arhat duophasis and Jiao demons encountered these days are also quite watery, with a vain brute force, it is rare to meet an opponent of the Haoran Spiritual Realm, and he is still an assassin, and his moves must be ruthless and tricky, which can best verify his cultivation.

"Hmph, don't run!"

What kind of mountain did he bow to, and with a deep admonition to the man who was carrying the sword, the spear in his hand was crossed to his chest, and he swept up to four feet in front of him, and with a slight force, the spear swept away at his arm holding the snake sword.

Faintly watching the spear sweep over, the person with the sword didn't move, the sword was pinched, and a hoarse voice sounded,

"Right, Tiger Shield. ”

Like feather eyebrows, the spear in Tie Lingshuang's hand suddenly accelerated, and he could be photographed, only to see that next to the man's right arm, a black shadow fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, with a heavy shield, the shield was engraved with a hideous tiger head, as if he raised his head and roared.

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The spear swept the shield, like a morning bell at dusk, the sound shook the sky, Tie Lingshuang was about to withdraw the spear, and the sound came immediately,

"Right, right, tiger tear. ”

After a pause in his hand, Tie Lingshuang swept towards the tiger shield, only to see that the tiger's originally roaring and wide open mouth protruded at some point, biting the head of the Canglong Crying Blood Spear fiercely, and retreating towards afterburner, with a low chuckle, the long sword of the man in black stabbed him in the chest.

The tiger shield was quite heavy, the strength in his hand was only slightly shaken, Tie Lingshuang snorted coldly, did not retreat but advanced, did not pull back the spear, held the body of the spear, pushed it sideways, and slammed his feet, suddenly rose up, and held the long sword.

Seeing that the snake's head twisted, it ran towards the bite of the gun he was holding, his hand suddenly swirled, holding the body of the gun, the body of the dragon crying blood spear spun rapidly, and the tiger shield that bit the spear suddenly shattered and disappeared.

Then he retreated sharply, flashing the snake's head and biting, Tie Lingshuang held the gun in both hands and swept towards the black-clothed man with the sword.

The blue eyes glared, looking at the corners of the mouth raised on the opposite side, the murderous aura of the sword-lifting man froze for a moment, the gray shadow on his body flashed, and the clothes were shrouded in a thin layer of blue and gray aura, faintly like armor.

I saw him bow down and let go of the iron spear, tiptoe a little, flew forward, the long sword stabbed Tie Lingshuang's neck obliquely, and the mouth of the snake clinging to the tip of the sword opened widely, running towards Tie Lingshuang's eyes.

Suddenly paused, Tie Lingshuang took a step sideways, let go of the sword tip snake head to attack, and the iron spear swept back, sweeping towards the man's head.

"The outer door and the inner door actually have their own strengths. ”

"The outer door, heavy moves, the heart, the inner door, heavy breath, heavy charm. ”

"Only a smart and focused person will not lose the outer door when he enters the inner door. ”

"You don't have any internal breath now, so start practicing with strength, as for the moves, forget all the three-legged cat kung fu you stole to learn, practice white fighting first, pass the white fight, and then learn your father Tie Xuan's general order. ”

White fighting, no moves, close quarters short fighting, all on the spot. Between the lightning and flint, the spear, snake and sword come and go, and the two of them toss and turn, but they can't help each other.

The two of them are getting closer and closer, the spear is seven feet, and close to the body is not tolerated, but Tie Lingshuang did the opposite, lifting the sword and the black-clothed snake sword swallowing and stabbing, but she avoided it dangerously.

bite

I saw the sword-carrying man suddenly come down, the long sword was raised, and Tie Lingshuang's spear body was pressed down, blocking the long sword.

The body of the long sword suddenly lit up, swept along the body of the spear, and slashed at the fingers of Tie Lingshuang's right hand, and the internal breath climbed along the body of the spear, and the snake's head swayed non-stop, faintly enveloping Tie Lingshuang's chest and abdomen.

With a cold snort, he suddenly let go and took a step back, raised his leg and kicked the spear, the body of the spear hit the head of the sword-bearer, Tie Lingshuang steadied himself, and then the sword in his left hand was pinched,

"Uh, run wolf. ”

A black shadow flashed behind the sword-bearer, and an iron wolf appeared out of thin air, covered in pitch black, with interlaced wolf teeth and fur, and rushed towards his back.

Striking back and forth, squatting again, the sword-carrying man shook his long sword, the iron spear flew back, and then turned over in the air, the sword light swallowed, and the iron wolf was instantly crushed into mud.

Tie Lingshuang raised his hand to take the blood of Canglong, looked at the sword-lifting man who turned over and stood still, and said coldly,

"Liuhe Imperial Decree, Qiyun Mountain, Wuyi Mountain, only these two mountain gates are Liuhe factions, you can't hide your identity. ”