Dome 29989

autumn

Erlai is 29,000 years old, and the east is sparsely populated. The smoke of the green furnace lingers on the top, and the calamity is broken from time to time, asking when the road will be returned, and the road is difficult to achieve.

Seido Mountain

Before the sky cleared, thousands of young talents in Beiju Luzhou gathered outside the Chengdao Mountain Gate, in order to take a head start in the selection of the Chengdao Mountain Gate held at this time in Jiazi.

In the past, the Daomen was a quiet place, but now this scene seems to be a little noisy.

"Young master, this is a transmission of Jiao, there are more people, but they are also some local chickens and dogs, only young masters and other amazing and brilliant celestials can enter the eyes of the immortal masters. Among the many people, a middle-aged man dressed in jute cloth and looking like a servant said to the young man who looked like a young master in front of him, and his conversation was full of flattery.

"That is, the young master is extremely smart, and he can naturally outperform others and win the first place in this Zhengyi Chuan Jiao. The other servant was also not to be outdone at this time, and then slapped the young master's ass.

And the young master in the mouths of the two servants also had a smug look on his face at this time, as if he was bound to pass on the Jiao to this Zhengyi.

Lingyun Peak

Noon

In the twenty-zhang square martial arts arena, dozens of disciples of the outer sect of Chengdao Mountain dressed in indigo Taoist robes formed a phalanx, holding wooden swords, practicing swordsmanship.

In front of the disciples, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a moon-white robe, with a stern expression, a pair of eagle eyes staring at the disciples in the field, his hands behind his back, and playing with the wooden sword in his hand from time to time.

"Three columns and five, come here. The middle-aged man shouted, causing many disciples to look around, but the sword in his hand did not dare to stop.

The outer disciple who was drunk was first excited, then put away the wooden sword, walked in front of the middle-aged man with a wry smile, and said with a sneer: "Seventh Senior Uncle." ”

The man who was called the Seventh Master by the disciple withdrew his hands and knocked the head of the outer disciple with a wooden sword.

"Eh. The outer disciples cried out in pain.

"It's good to know the pain, cultivation is a way, it is against the way of heaven, it is dangerous and abnormal, the most taboo is half-hearted, the sex is only in the middle, it is the cultivation of the original heart, if there is a slight bias, the difference between the movement and the birth ......"

The outer disciple knew that his seventh uncle loved to preach the most on weekdays, but at this time, he didn't dare to refute, so he could only pretend to be a beneficiary, nodding from time to time, thoughtful.

When the other disciples saw him like this, although they didn't dare to laugh, their hearts were also happy, and a few smiles appeared in the corners of their eyes, glad that it was not themselves who were reprimanded at this time.

Just when the "Seventh Uncle" was gushing endlessly, and his mouth was like a river, he only heard the sound of "Boom", and a black light rushed from a distance, and the "Seventh Uncle" suddenly dodged sideways, and turned his head to see that the flying stone had been embedded in the ground for half an inch.

"His uncle, which little rabbit cub dares to beat Lao Tzu. "Seventh Uncle" scolded angrily.

"It's me, Senior Brother Wudingzi. A slightly lazy voice came from an old tree on the east side of the martial arts arena. When Wu Dingzi heard this, his body trembled at the moment, and he looked at the source of the sound, but saw a young man in a bamboo blue robe turning over from a tree.

It can be described as:

Tsing Yi jade face spring peach eyes, cloud shoes bundle hair thin cherry lips.

Sassy and heroic youthful spirit, half a step on the fairy family.

When Wu Dingzi saw the person clearly, his body shape was one and the same, although the distance between the two was more than ten zhang away, Wu Dingzi still leaned over and said: "Senior Brother Li Yushuang, how can Yaxing come here to perform martial arts today." ”

Li Yushuang put away the scroll in his hand, dusted off the dust and fallen leaves on his back, and said lightly: "I wanted to find a quiet place, but I never thought that even this place would be so noisy." ”

"I'm bothering my brother. Hearing the displeasure between the former's words, in order to apologize, Wu Dingzi saluted again and said.

"It's okay, it's just that you, junior brother, have gone wrong in your own practice, and you are still guiding the juniors, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. Li Yushuang looked at the place where Wu Dingzi was, and his eyes finally locked on the long sword at his waist, and said after a while.

"This kid is here again. Wu Dingzi scolded secretly in his heart, the last time Li Yushuang said like this, he deceived several magic weapons from his hands, although he returned them in a few days, but since then he has been a little more wary of this senior brother. However, at this time, due to the status of the sect, it is difficult to find out if there is no certainty, so he can only follow Li Yushuang's words and say: "I would like to hear Senior Brother Gaozhi." ”

When the disciples in the martial arts arena saw the appearance of the Seventh Master Uncle, who was high up on weekdays, some secretly snickered, and some were puzzled.

"Brother Liu, which is this little baby, why does Uncle Wudingzi have to be respectful to him. At this time, an outer disciple asked the slightly older disciple beside him.

"Shhhh Brother Liu put his index finger between his lips, glared at the young disciple fiercely, and said.

"Ah, but that uncle obviously looks the same age as me. The young disciple asked, still puzzled.

"You usually only care about cultivation, you naturally know very little about the things in the door, Uncle Yushuang cultivated at the age of four, built a foundation at the age of five, became a Jindan at the age of ten, Dingyuan Infant at the age of fifteen, and Yuanshen at the age of seventeen to attain the Great Dao, and now it is only twenty and one, it is a rare genius in ten thousand years, which is comparable to you and me. Brother Liu explained.

"It turns out that inside the door, there is such a character as Uncle Shi. The young disciple couldn't help but admire, and his eyes were also burning when he looked at Li Yushuang, thinking that if he could hear such a genius's guidance to the Seventh Master, it would also be extremely beneficial to him.

Wu Dingzi didn't know what his disciples were thinking, although he was unwilling, he had to admit that Li Yushuang's attainments in cultivation were far superior to him.

"They are all brothers in the same class. You're welcome. Li Yushuang saw that Wu Dingzi was willing to ask him for advice, so he paced towards the latter, pretending to look Wu Dingzi up and down, but his eyes never left the long sword at his waist.

"Not good. Feeling Li Yushuang's gaze, Wu Dingzi's right hand unconsciously touched the long sword at his waist.

Seeing Wu Dingzi's cautious appearance, Li Yushuang didn't care at all, and asked, "In the eyes of junior disciples, what is the point of cultivation?"

"Senior brother, in my opinion, the path of cultivation is to go against the sky. Fighting for one's life with the sky is dangerous and abnormal, and it requires concentration and caution the most. The indefinite replied.

After listening to Wu Dingzi's opinion, Li Yushuang remembered the way the second junior brother looked when he admonished his disciples in the past, and snorted coldly: "Ridiculous." After speaking, I still want to learn to flick my sleeves, but unfortunately I am wearing a strong coat today, my hand is empty, and my face is also a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, what the junior brother said, yes, but it's not right. Li Yushuang said in a tricky manner.

"Hmm? I would like to hear Senior Brother Gao. Wu Dingzi frowned and asked.

Li Yushuang didn't answer, but asked Wu Dingzi rhetorically: "Senior brother, how long have you been in the beginning?"

Wu Dingzi thought about it a little, thinking that the time was relatively long, and the memory was a little vague.

"Senior Brother Hui, I am Sijiazi before passing the Zhengyi Transmission of Jiao, and I did not practice before I started, and it has been more than two hundred and forty years since I came to the Tao. ”

"What about the junior disciple's cultivation and entry. Li Yushuang asked.

"I was born stupid, although I practiced diligently every day, I was always inferior to you, senior brother, and now I can only be distracted. Wu Dingzi smiled bitterly, his tone was full of helplessness, although he didn't want to admit it, but he, the senior brother, was indeed much stronger than himself in the path of cultivation.

Li Yushuang looked Wu Dingzi up and down, pretending to look thoughtful, and after a while, Li Yushuang slapped his head heavily, and said regretfully: "I see, it's a pity, it's a pity, if the old man Yunxin was more reliable, it wouldn't be like this." ”

When Wudingzi heard this, he was shocked, and the master of Wudingzi, that is, the master of Chengdao Mountain— Yunxin Dao people, people are like their names, their hearts are like invisible and shadowless clouds, they are obedient and obedient, and they are people who follow them wantonly, and they take very little care of their disciples on weekdays, although he worships Yunxin Dao people early, but he is only a registered disciple, so he has not received much teaching, but Li Yushuang, this senior brother who is more than 200 years younger than him, but he is the only true disciple of Yunxin Dao, and he has received a lot of care, so when he heard Li Yushuang say that his practice went wrong, Wu Dingzi subconsciously chose to believe.

Wu Dingzi rubbed his hands, bowed deeply and said, "I hope that my senior brother will teach me." ”

On the other hand, although Li Yushuang's face was solemn, there was a smile in his bright eyes that glanced at the long sword on Wu Dingzi's waist from time to time, and after pretending to think for a moment, Li Yushuang said slowly: "Although this problem is a bit tricky, don't worry, junior brother, I have thought of a way to solve it." ”

"The ancients said: The Taoist holds the sword as the heart blade, junior brother, you major in swordsmanship, I think the problem comes from here, junior brother, you will give me the sword to read, you can know the original reason. ”

Hearing this, Wu Dingzi hurriedly took off the sword at his waist, presented his hands in front of Li Yushuang, and said: "This sword is cast by a master in Xiniu Hezhou, and it was accidentally obtained when he went down the mountain three months ago. ”

Li Yushuang took the sword with his left hand, put the hilt of the sword with his right hand, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", the sharp blade came out of the sheath, the silver light appeared like lightning in the clear sky, the wrist shook slightly, the sword qi was scattered, the body of the disciples in the field was unstable, and a few willow trees not far away broke violently.

Li Yushuang couldn't help but sigh: "Good sword!"

Just as Li Yushuang raised his sword and looked at it carefully, several sounds of breaking the air came from in the distance, and more than a dozen moments later, the three disciples who came from the sword had already landed on this martial arts field, and the three of them took away their swords, first saluted Li Yushuang and the others, and then the leader said: "Uncle Master, Uncle Seven, the Jiao is coming to an end, and Uncle Ancestor sent me to invite the two uncles to the Konglu Peak to discuss matters." ”

"It's hard work, my senior brother and I immediately rushed to Konglu Peak. Wu Stator bowed his head slightly and said.

"Don't dare, the two uncles already know, and we will retire first. The first disciple saluted again, and the three of them took off their swords and broke through the air.

After the three of them left, Wu Dingzi saw that Li Yushuang was still silent for a long time, so he asked tentatively, "Senior brother?"

"Huh?" Li Yushuang's mind was all on the sword, and he was called by the indefinite son, and he came back to his senses.

"Senior brother, Master summoned you and me to Konglu Peak. Wu Dingzi said.

"Well, got it, let's go. Li Yushuang gestured.

"Senior brother, do you see any clues?" Wu Dingzi asked in a slightly anxious tone, remembering what Li Yushuang said earlier.

"Well...... "If it were usual, Li Yushuang would definitely continue to deceive Wudezi and "borrow" this Wuzheng Sword to play for a while, but now he wants to go to the sky to see Yunxin Zhenren, if he knows about this matter, he will definitely give up this idea. Perfunctory to Wu Dingzi: "This sword, it's no problem, as long as the junior brother practices more in the future......

"Pay attention to what. Wu Dingzi asked hurriedly.

"Use your brain more, don't practice all the exercises. Li Yushuang said. This didn't lie to him, Wu Dingzi is a person who does things at a glance and doesn't know how to be flexible, which is the reason why he has cultivated for many years and has made rare progress.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?" Wu Dingzi seemed to understand, so he asked again.

"Well, I didn't say that. Let's go, it's too late, it's time for the old man Yunxin to talk again. Seeing that Wudezi was still unincomprehensible, Li Yushuang was also helpless, so he had to return the Wuzheng Sword and urge him to hurry up.

Although Wu Dingzi still has doubts in his heart, it is not good to continue to ask, and he missed the time. He raised the sword of Wuzheng, jumped lightly, was already standing on the sword body, and wanted to leave, but saw that Li Yushuang was still in place and did not move.

"Senior brother?" asked Wu Dingzi.

Li Yushuang didn't answer, but also jumped and stood on the sword body behind the indefinite.

"I don't have a magic weapon to drive, so you can only carry me there. Seeing the puzzled gaze cast by Wu Dingzi, Li Yushuang said.

"There is no shortage of good magic weapons in the mountain, why doesn't the master give the senior brother a few pieces. Wu Dingzi was quite puzzled, thinking that although Yunxin Zhenren had a strange temper, he was not a stingy person.

"How do I know, every time I mention this matter, he prevaricates, let's go quickly, I will be complained about if I go late. ”

Hearing Li Yushuang's urging, he didn't procrastinate, he raised the sword without fighting, slashed a silver-white light from the air, and went straight to the empty road peak.

Although the territory of the Chengdao Mountain is wide, three thousand seven hundred miles back and forth, but in the eyes of a person like Wu Dingzi, it is only six hours for the sword to travel back and forth, and the Lingyun Peak where the martial arts arena is located is not far from the Konglu Peak, and after about two quarters of an hour, the two of them have arrived outside the gate of the Konglu Peak.

Seeing the two of them, a group of mountain guarding disciples hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Uncle Master, Uncle Seven, Uncle Master and Uncle Palm, you have been waiting for the two of you in the Hall of Seven Changes for more than a long time. ”

Li Yushuang and the others bowed their heads and said, "I know that the two teachers and nephews have worked hard to guard the mountain. ”

"Taking care of the gate of Konglu Peak is within my boundaries, and I dare not talk about hard work. The first disciple said.

"Senior brother, let's go up the mountain. Wu Dingzi put away the Wu Zheng Sword and said to Li Yushuang, who bowed slightly.

The two of them left the disciples guarding the mountain and walked quickly towards the top of the mountain.

As the main peak of Chengdao Mountain, the ancestral hall in the peak enshrines the portrait of the previous masters, in order to show respect, it is expressly forbidden to walk with magic weapons, so they can only walk, although the speed is slower, but Li Yushuang and Wu Dingzi are people who are responsible for major repairs after all, less than half a moment, the two rushed to the top of the mountain A relatively gentle open space.

The slightly dilapidated hall appeared in front of the two people, after 10,000 years, the scarlet pillars are full of mottled traces, and the indigo plaque on the gilded "Zhige Palace" three words seem to have not been baptized by the years, and still exude dazzling light under the illumination of the sun.

"Master, Senior Brother Yushuang, Wu Dingzi has arrived. Wu Dingzi bowed to the closed door of the temple and said with his hands crossed.

"Come in. As a deep voice fell, the heavy door of the temple slowly opened with the sound of a squeaky hub.