Liyang lost once in the Han Diao Temple.

Maybe he was really afraid of forcing Xu Xiao to make that rebellious move, but he also stopped completely.

Zhao Min also left.

Just outside the Scripture Pavilion.

Wu Changqing's life has finally returned to peace.

No matter day or night, Wu Changqing adheres to the principle of white prostitution of inaction.

No longer sit in the scripture pavilion every day, diligently enlightened.

It's about what the mind does, how to come and how it comes.

He often "mingles" with Hong Xixiang on mountain trails and fishes koi fish in the lake.

Either they were not used to eating fasting, so they had a picnic in the mountains and forests, or they cheated Zhao Min of so much money by relying on the pit, and went directly to the nearest Xiaguang City for a good meal dozens of miles away.

Look at the street art juggling, the Qinglou warbler Yanyan.

It's not chic.

Wu Changqing is an alternative landscape in this Wudang Mountain.

When they were seen by those brothers who obeyed the rules of the door and worked diligently every day, they were all puzzled, and some even looked down on them as an outsider brother.

He said that he knew how to eat, drink, and enjoy himself every day, and he did not keep the precepts and did not speak, and he was lazy and depraved.

In this way, their leaders ignored it.

Those elders with real power, when they saw Wu Changqing, they all had to smile and praise a few words.

It really made everyone staggered.

"Senior brother, what do you say this Changqing is messing with?"

"He wasn't like this before, could it be that the parting of the county lord of Dayuan made Changqing fall into love?"

"Beginning to fall into self-depravity?"

Song Zhiming stood on the mountain behind the main peak and looked at his senior brother Wang Chonglou with a puzzled expression.

"Then you can see that his cultivation behavior has stagnated?"

Wang Chonglou asked slowly with a smile.

Wu Changqing's every move was in his eyes.

But looking at it at a deeper level, Wu Changqing is far from being as depraved as he appears on the surface.

"Shhh...... Not really. ”

"This is also where my doubts lie, it stands to reason that Changqing has suddenly changed from a diligent Taoist priest to such an unconscious and undisciplined appearance now."

"Cultivation will definitely stagnate or even decline."

"But every time I meet him, I feel that the fairy aura around him is getting stronger and stronger, so I don't want to accuse him in person, and I have to laugh and praise him."

Song Zhiming was puzzled and said suspiciously.

"That's where you can't understand Evergreen."

"The Tao is natural, and what Wudang cultivates is quiet and inaction."

"Changqing's posture like this, isn't it the most vivid embodiment of quiet inaction?"

Wang Chonglou said as if he had seen through everything.

Song Zhiming frowned, obviously not very agreeing with his senior brother's words.

Quiet and inactive, not reckless......

In the middle of the conversation.

Wu Changqing's figure is extremely rare to appear in the back mountain.

Song Zhiming and the two of them looked back with feelings.

I saw Wu Changqing walking leisurely, walking slowly towards the two.

Behind him, there was also Hong Xixiang, who looked dazed.

"Senior brother, what are you asking me to do here?"

Hong Hee-sang asked suspiciously.

Wu Changqing smiled but did not speak.

"Senior brother has seen senior brother in charge, and I have seen senior brother Song."

He went straight to Wang Chonglou and made a gesture.

"Senior brother, is this a little more diligent? This is here to surprise me. ”

Looking at Wu Changqing's face now becoming more and more immortal, and the vermilion in the center of his eyebrows can already float on the surface from time to time.

Wang Chonglou knew.

Wu Changqing was afraid that there would be some great progress in cultivation, and he was going to come and surprise him.

Song Zhiming nodded at Wu Changqing, and also wanted to see how Wu Changqing's cultivation was now.

"I watched the Yellow Building in my dream yesterday, and I seemed to have an understanding, and I was lucky enough to understand the experience of the second stage of the Great Wilderness Building."

"And just like the last time, I have comprehended the independent method of the second stage."

Wu Changqing's words.

directly made the eyes of the three people present widen in unison.

Wang Chonglou was even more excited and got up directly, his eyes shining with essence waiting for Wu Changqing's next words.

Now, it has only been four months since Wu Changqing has comprehended the entry-level Rhubarb Court.

In the end, there has been more diligent progress, such progress in monasticism.

It's a thousand-year-old Daomen.

Wu Changqing doesn't talk nonsense either.

Directly shake Kunlun, and the two sleeves are breezy into a dream.

Inside him, in the small thousand worlds that were self-contained, a golden rhubarb building that had built up its walls stood in it.

As Wu Changqing began to operate the second stage of the Rhubarb Ting Heart Method.

Half of the yellow buildings in the small world began to exude a brilliant essence, shining the golden light of the entire small world.

Some of the Qingdi saplings, which had grown up again, began to sway happily.

Bursts of greenery and golden mangs converge together, constantly filling the rivers and green mountains of the small world.

The world is becoming more and more vibrant.

And in the outside world.

On the main peak of Wudang, there is a touch of astonishing brilliance.

The steaming sea of clouds seems to have a dragon entrenched in it, churning endlessly, and the sea of clouds will stir up "waves" from time to time.

The nine days of glow are bursting, reflecting on this surging sea of clouds, and the streamer is brilliant.

The reflection is like a fairy road.

The man at the bottom of the mountain looked up.

I just feel that today's clouds are gathering together, and some of them are becoming more and more impermeable, and even the sunlight can't shine a little.

Some Taoist priests looked at the clouds that seemed to have turned into a cloth covering the sky and blocking the dawn with a look of disbelief.

It's like separating heaven from earth.

The above is the heavenly palace, and the following is the mortal world.

I can't help but yearn for them, the Taoists.

In the back mountain, everyone who watched this scene was full of eyes, and their hearts were clear and seemed to have understanding.

Wait until Wu Changqing's set of mental methods is finished.

The glow finally pierced through the clouds and shone densely again on the mountains.

All the wonders of the immortal family before suddenly dissipated.

"Sure enough, it's a vision that Big Rhubarb Ting can trigger when he is small."

"Changqing, you really cultivated."

Wang Chonglou stroked his beard and smiled at this genius that they had not had in Wudang Mountain for thousands of years.

"Senior brother, you know what you're thinking."

"Don't put such a heavy burden as Wudang on my shoulders so early."

"I'm here this time to tell my senior brother about my recent situation."

"Second, it is to feed back the introductory method of this rhubarb court to Wudang."

"It's a reward for Wudang's cultivation of me."

Wu Changqing's glance saw through the deeper meaning of Wang Chonglou's smile.

The essence that narrowed the corners of his eyes was obviously looking at a rising star, and even more so at the meaning of Wudang's future.

He didn't want to be shackled and cut off from his free life.

"Senior brother is serious?!"

When Wang Chonglou heard this, he immediately said excitedly.

Even looking at Song Zhiming, who was older than Wang Chonglou, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and there was a surging glint in his eyes.