Huang Zonghai shook his head and said: "The True Martial Heart Sutra is the secret of my True Martial Sect, and it must not be passed on without the permission of the sect master...... What Brother Bai wanted, if it was something else, Huang would definitely die forever...... I hope Brother Bai will forgive me! ”

Bai Xiangshou frowned and said, "Brother Zonghai, I only borrow books to watch, and Xin Mi will never be passed on!"

Huang Zonghai still shook his head and said, "I can trust you, but ......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, an old voice suddenly sounded in the sea of knowledge, but it was the sect leader Meng Xinghe who secretly transmitted the voice to him.

After listening to the sect master's brief transmission, Huang Zonghai felt a touch of surprise in his eyes, and only paused for a moment to continue: "Well, since Brother Bai insists on reading the True Martial Heart Sutra, please come with me to ......."

Although Bai Xiangshou didn't understand why he suddenly changed his mind and promised himself so happily, he didn't bother to ask, and followed Huang Zonghai into the depths of the bamboo forest, along the bluestone paved path, rustling in the bamboo shadows, and walking to a secluded place in the back mountain in the dappled sunlight.

This is already the foot of Taihe Mountain, there are a few bushes growing in the pile of rocks, and the ground is overgrown with weeds, it seems that few people have been here in normal times, Huang Zonghai walked straight to the edge of the cliff and stopped, his palm was gently patted on the smooth cliff, and a stone bi opened in the sound of "boom rumble", revealing a square hole, which turned out to be a stone chamber built by Zhenwu Zong according to the mountain.

Bai Xiangshou followed Huang Zonghai into the stone room, as soon as he entered the inside, he felt a coolness coming, the width of this is that there is a cave, there are many stalagmites and stalactites hanging upside down on the top of the room, some are bearded like dragon heads, some are majestic like waterfalls, some are like ice edges, some are like tigers and leopards and lions, some are like palace utensils, but they have their own forms, they are vivid and beautiful, this stone room is still the natural karst cave of Taihe Mountain.

Huang Zonghai said: "You are here for a while, and I will come when I go." With that, he turned and left.

Bai Xiangshou carefully looked at the room, only to see that the stalactites were crystal clear, white and flawless, like the Milky Way in the night sky slanting down, flashing like silver, like diamonds, reflecting the hazy brilliance of the room.

There is a stone table in the room, a few futons on the floor, and a stone couch in the corner.

After a while, Huang Zonghai came back, with an extra yellow-brown wooden box in his hand, he solemnly held it with both hands, handed it to Bai Xiangshou and said: "What you want, it's here, Brother Bai will watch it slowly in this stone room, this place is very clean and no one will come to disturb you, three meals a day, I have arranged, someone will bring it to you...... Huang still has to deal with the affairs of the sect, so he will leave! ”

Bai Xiangshou took the wooden box, his hand was heavy, he couldn't help but bow deeply to Huang Zonghai, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you Brother Zonghai for making it complete", looked up at Huang Zonghai's departing back and couldn't help but say loudly: "Brother Zonghai, I have heard for a long time that your sect's red clay and green ant hall still has good wine, and people are tired to bring some with it!"

Huang Zonghai laughed and didn't look back.

Bai Xiangshou opened the sandalwood box, felt that the yellow silk inside was wrapped in a yellowed booklet, and when he opened the silk cloth, it was the secret of the True Martial Arts Sect - "True Martial Heart Sutra".

Climb the peak along the ladder of Taihe Mountain, you can see the heavy eaves of the Taihe Palace, the main hall is majestic and dignified, the side hall is a blue tile and a warped angle, the red wall of more than 100 meters long is meandering and inlaid on the steep rock on the side of the peak, and the glazed roof shines in the sky.

Zhenwu Taihe hall according to the mountain to take the momentum, staggered, standing in front of the hall can overlook the small mirror lake, green mountains and clear water, poetic and picturesque, like a fairy palace in the clouds and mist.

The top of Taihe Mountain, the cliff is towering, and there is a sense of independence from the world. On the cliff, the red wall and green tile of the 100-meter wall, overlooking the Yunyang Mansion under the mountain, the momentum is magnificent, the Han River is vast, and the weather is thousands.

In the partial hall of the Taihe Palace, the sunlight shines obliquely, the cigarette smoke of the Ding furnace curls, in a pillar of light and shadow rising, two old men sit at the table by the window, there is a chess table on the table, the two are holding black and white, and they are playing.

An old man in a blue robe with a long beard picked up a white chess piece and put it in the chessboard, and said leisurely: "The sect master lent the secret of this sect to that kid for a look? Presumably there are other plans in mind? ”

"Hmm...... This person has been extinct in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and as soon as he appeared, he didn't go to his master Li Xingzhi, but actually went to my Taihe Mountain to ask for a look at the "True Martial Heart Sutra", Ting Xuan, have you thought about the reason for this? The voice of the person who spoke was old, and it was Meng Xinghe, the sect leader of the True Martial Sect.

I saw that this world-famous Zhenwu Sect Master was about seventy or eighty years old, with two snow-white eyebrows, although the wrinkles at the corners of his cheeks and eyes were piled up and furrowed, his eyes were clear, his sparse white beard trembled between his words, and the long gray hair on his forehead was meticulously combed, coiled into a long braid hanging down the back of his head, and he wore a white robe with wide sleeves stretched, and he looked elegant and easy-going and temperamental in the cigarette curls.

The long-haired old man who was playing against him was the sect elder Lao Tingxuan, and when he heard Meng Xinghe's words, he looked at the chess pieces in Pingzhong and frowned and said, "Sect Master...... means...... Could it be ...... He's already touched that threshold? ”

Meng Xinghe slowly dropped a sunspot and changed the topic: "What do you think of that kid?"

"Gifted, arrogant and conceited, he was recognized by the world as the first person under the grandmaster, not to be underestimated!" Lao Tingxuan replied with a light stroke of his long hair.

"Yes, this son has reached a peak that many people cannot reach in their lives at a young age, and he does have the qualifications to be arrogant and arrogant...... Hehe, this character is a bit like the old man. He hasn't appeared in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, like him, a person with a stunning talent and a proud heart, what happened to make him so forbearing? ”

Meng Xinghe took out another sunspot from the chess jar, and said slowly: "Ting Xuan, do you think the future will ...... Is there anyone among the descendants of my True Martial Sect who can compare with this person? ”

Lao Tingxuan put down another white child, stroked his long beard and thought: "The sect master actually knows better than me in his heart, my True Martial Sect has recruited disciples every year over the years, although there are a large number of people, and there are many of them with outstanding talents and amazing talents, but most of them stagnate when they reach the virtual realm, and after a few years, they will be forgotten by everyone. At present, except for Ling Wenyue, the disciples of my True Martial Sect are not many talented among the young juniors, alas...... On the path of cultivation, if you want to go further, how difficult it is! After speaking, he shook his head and sighed, and gave another son in Pingjiao.

"Zong Hai has now also entered the realm of true self, and has been promoted to elder according to the rules of the sect, there are already nine elders in our sect, and now it is all us old guys who are supporting the mountain gate, and the True Martial Sect must have successors...... Speaking of which, I really envy Li Xingzhi's old guy. Meng Xinghe put down a sunspot in the middle of the chessboard, and then said: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss, dry and trapped in the wilderness, but one day the dragon will fly in the sky, in fact, I will see how high this dragon can fly!"

Lao Tingxuan was stunned when he heard this, looked down at the chessboard, and found that with the drop of Meng Xinghe's sunspot just now, more than a dozen sunspots in the chessboard quietly penetrated, faintly forming a big dragon, and his own white son was surrounded as if it had become a strangulation......

Bai Xiangshou observed the "True Martial Heart Sutra" day and night in the stone room, sometimes frowning, sometimes his eyes were bright and happy, and sometimes he was holding the booklet, like an old monk entering the ......

Huang Zonghai sent people to bring wine and rice every day, and Bai Xiangshou had an excellent amount of wine, and the wine jar on the ground gradually piled up.

In this way, after seven days, a loud laugh came from the stone room, the laughter was agitated, and the golden cracked stones did not stop for a long time, and several bushes shook outside the direct shock, and the weeds on the ground fell down, and the rocks rolled down, and the frightened birds rose into the air......

Huang Zonghai stood outside the stone room, watching Bai Xiangshou drag his stump leg out of the stone gate slowly, in just seven days, in addition to his melancholy eyes full of bloodshots, the beard under his chin grew, as if nothing had changed, and as if there were some inexplicable things on his body.

He stood there quietly, holding the yellow wooden box containing the "True Martial Heart Sutra" in his hand, walked over and returned it to himself, and then hugged his fists and saluted, then turned around and left.

Looking at the back of Bai Xiangshou leaving, Huang Zonghai's eyes were foggy, and he couldn't understand the first person under this grandmaster who was once arrogant and arrogant......

Bai Xiangshou walked out of Taihe Mountain, he still leaned forward and took a step with his right leg, and then dragged his left leg to stand up straight, and then repeated this action, step by step, slowly moving.

Suddenly, a feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, far away in the sky, through the low-hanging clouds, as if a pair of eyes were watching and observing himself, this feeling of being peeping made him very uncomfortable, Bai Xiangshou released his divine sense for a moment, wanted to find out, and the feeling suddenly disappeared......

In the side hall of the Taihe Palace, Meng Xinghe looked into the distance in front of the window with his standing hand, the Han River under the mountain was rolling eastward, and a few dark clouds floated in the distant sky, blocking the sun, and the sky immediately darkened.

A heavy dark cloud floats on the top of Taihe Mountain, not long after, sparse and sparse raindrops, the rain crackles on the edge of the window, the grass and trees in front of the window, the mountain wind carries the rain and mist, with the breath of soil mixed with bamboo leaves.

Meng Xinghe's white robe was blown by the wind and slowly floated hunting, in this superb pavilion, as if he wanted to return by the wind......

"Sect Master ......"! Lao Tingxuan didn't know when he walked to Meng Xinghe's side, looked out the window and said, "Sect Master, it's windy outside......

Meng Xinghe raised a hand to stop Lao Tingxuan from speaking, raised his eyebrows, looked at the extremely distant sky, and slowly swept towards the distant sky through the heavy clouds on the top of Taihe Mountain, watching leisurely......

After a while, he frowned and withdrew his gaze.

"Sect Master, that man is gone! From the laughter, you can infer his realm...... It should be a step further, it seems that I have already learned from the retreat in my sect in the past few days. Lao Tingxuan couldn't help but say.

"Hmm...... A drink and a peck, all have a fixed number. However, Li Xingzhi has accepted a good apprentice! "Mengxing River Channel.

"Li Xingzhi's cultivation was slightly inferior to the sect master twenty years ago, and the sect master's skill has been refined over the years, so Li Xingzhi is said to have fought with Han Zongwang back then, exhausted his vitality, and has a dark disease, the four great masters in the world, the first in the world, the sect master should be well-deserved!" Lao Tingxuan stroked his beard and said.

"No, twenty years ago, Li Xingzhi and I were already on par, this person is a rare genius in a century, we haven't fought for more than 20 years, and the outcome is unpredictable!" Meng Xinghe shook his head and said.

At this time, the rain has stopped, the dark clouds have dispersed, the leaves washed by the rain are verdant, and a gorgeous rainbow appears on the side of the mountain, which makes people sigh at the magic of the change of the world.

Meng Xinghe set his eyes on the distant sky again, and a wind blew, and he muttered to himself in the wind: "Kunpeng spreads its wings and rises with the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles...... So...... I'll lend you a breath of fresh air......"