The most subtle argument of the ancient dialectic is not the second or the third, but the first. Zhu Yao had heard many dialectics, so he naturally knew this.

Smelling it once after a few years has a cleansing effect on the mood, but it is limited to the first debate.

As far as perception is concerned, I have heard that the first debate has obtained the most, and the remaining two arguments are also available, but it is far less than the first debate.

And as a martial artist who has never cultivated Buddha and Taoism, he may fall into it if he hears too much of the words of Buddhism and Taoism, and even goes mad.

Therefore, Zhu Yao pulled away all the four little guys who were still unsatisfied, and slowly descended the mountain, leaving with a few tourists who knew how to do it.

"Go to other peaks and go back or go back?" asked Zhu Yao.

"Let's go shopping again. After pondering for a while, seeing that it was still early, Bei Shangwen made up his mind, "Uncle Shangshan is more familiar, you can take us for a walk." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Yao nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will take you to Taiji Peak, which is known as a little fairyland in the world." ”

Wudang seventy-two peaks, only thirty-six peaks are inhabited, the other thirty-six peaks can be said to be the place of practice, there are many ancestors in the mountains, there are also hermits who seek the Tao to escape in the mountains, watch the clouds and mist, embrace the green mountains, cultivate the heart.

Zhu Yao likes Wudang, likes Wudang's dust, seventy-two peaks, twenty-four streams, eleven holes, ten stones and nine platforms have all been walked I don't know how many times, it's okay Zhu Yao will go to Wudang to wander around, and swim in this fairyland on earth.

With the experience of walking through the cloud bridge twice, Yang Nanguan can barely walk by himself holding the bridge rope, as long as he doesn't look down, even if he looks at it, he will feel dizzy.

Taiji Peak and Yunju Peak are separated by six peaks, and after walking through six cloud bridges one after another, the five people arrived at this Taiji Peak that is rumored to have traces of Lu Zu's immortals.

The sound of gurgling water came faintly, and it was added to the ears to add a leisurely, the green peaks were dripping green, and the cranes were crying softly in the sky. The scenery is breathtaking!

There are also ancient trees, cliffs towering to the sky, meaning, majestic and majestic.

Perhaps because most of the tourists and pilgrims went to listen to the dialectic, they didn't meet many people along the way.

After crossing the Liuyun Bridge, Yang Nanguan's complexion was not much worse, but his face was a little pale, and his steps were a little vain.

Looking up with the pole eye, jumping over the verdant ancient forest, a waterfall to the sky is faintly visible, it is Yayan Waterfall, one of the nine waterfalls of Wudang.

There is a hole behind the waterfall, just like the water curtain cave in the Zhiwei novel, that is the Yayan cave, it is rumored that it was the place where Lu Zu practiced in those years, and it was named the blessed land of the cave with a ghostly axe.

Some mountain flowers are dotted among vines and weeds, and the fragrance is faint. After arguing the direction, Zhu Yao took the four little guys and stepped into a mountain road that was almost uninhabited.

The roots of the weeds, which were more than half a foot long, were still a little wet, and the five of them walked by, and their feet were cool and rustling.

"This road was discovered by Uncle Zhu and I stumbled up, and when I got to the top of the mountain, I will open your eyes and see what a fairy scene is. ”

Zhu Yao walked in front to lead the way, walking on the mountain road that he should only know before today, but now there are four more.

As the road went up, the mountain path became steeper and steeper, and when I looked back, the cloud bridge turned into a long mark, and it was surrounded by the few clouds and mist that remained.

After the tea, Zhu Yao stopped and said with a smile: "It's here." ”

There are many peaks in Taiji Peak, and the highest one is stepping on the feet of five people at this moment, and the place where the five people stand is the peak.

The summit is not steep, but very flat, as if the immortals took away the craggy strange stones, and then put back a small stone platform, and the five people are standing on one stone platform, one side is like a big stone climbing steps.

Looking forward, a fairy scene in the world jumped into the eye, so beautiful that it was breathtaking!

"This ......"

In just an instant, just a glance, the four little guys were shocked, and their mouths couldn't be closed for a long time.

The red rising sun hung in the sky, and between the two ridged peaks in the distance, Yayan Waterfall rolled down with a majestic momentum.

The mountains are densely forested, the big stones are everywhere, and there are many small thatched houses and stone caves on the ridge peaks that can be seen faintly, which is the residence of those hermits.

The stone walls on both sides of the waterfall seem to have been cut by the peerless sharp heavenly sword, smooth as a mirror, and there seem to be dense small characters engraved on them.

With excellent eyesight, Yang Nanguan could clearly see those words, and four characters were slightly larger, and they were the first to catch the eye.

"Tai Chi Sword Fist ......" Yang Nanguan muttered softly, and suddenly saw that there seemed to be a hazy white gas slowly forming on the stone wall.

This seems to be a martial arts secret book, which has been engraved on the stone wall by means of reaching the sky, and each word reveals an indescribable chic meaning and a bit of breathtaking sharpness, making it difficult to turn away from people at a glance.

At this moment, there seemed to be a mysterious force that restrained Yang Nanguan's soul, he looked at the words on the stone wall, and gradually fell into a trance, and the white gas slowly turned into a hazy figure.

"Look, what's that?"

At this time, Bei Shangwen also saw the mystery on the stone wall, he couldn't see what words were engraved on the stone wall, only knew that this was simply the handwriting of immortals.

As the young dart master of the northbound dart game, he would not have been so out of shape, but the scene in front of him was too shocking!

The stone wall is more than 300 feet high, and the lettering on it is almost beyond the reach of manpower, looking up at the traces of the immortals in the high place, all the words are powerless, only shocking.

Zhu Yao looked at the stone wall and smiled without saying a word, Yang Nan was still sunk on the stone wall and was not awakened, Gu Dahong and Bei Shangyun looked at the stone wall intently, and were suddenly amazed.

"This is Taiji Sword Boxing, Taiji Peak is named after it, this is also a martial art of Wudang Supreme, it is rumored that since Wudang, there is this Taiji Sword Boxing. Everything seems to be natural, after a long time, the wind and rain, the stone wall is still smooth and flawless, and the words on it are still clearly visible, like the protection of immortals.

In addition to the sword fist, there are other traces of immortals in the immortal mountain of Wudang, Taihe Fist, Dao Heart Sutra, and Outer Tips...... Any one of these is enough to become a great sect's Zhenzong Gong Method, and Wudang shares it with the world, which shows the broad-mindedness of the Taoist......"

Zhu Yao said eloquently, I don't know when, the five of them have sat down facing the stone wall, Zhu Yao said, and the four of them listened.

Three of them were clear-eyed and energetic, while one of them looked at the stone wall as if he had been stricken.

At this moment, only the two stone walls remained in Yang Nanguan's eyes, and all the words on the stone walls were hidden, leaving only a hazy figure slowly punching.

The figure punches very slowly, but it has a leisurely artistic conception, soft with rigidity, rigidity with softness, and between rigidity and softness, there is a fierce meaning, every punch is like handing out a sword.

There is a big lake under Yayan Waterfall, and in the lake, an old man wearing a hat sits on a small boat, holding a thin bamboo pole as if fishing.

The boat moves slowly with the breeze, slowly floats into a series of lotus leaves, the boat passes the lotus, startles some insects and frogs to jump into the water, the lotus surface moves slightly, and the lake ripples in circles.

Directly below the waterfall of the hanging sky, some natural stone pillars rose slightly in the lake, and Gu Dahong even saw that there seemed to be a figure sitting on a stone pillar, boiling the flesh against the torrent with the momentum of thunder......

This is just a matter of ten breaths, and the love and scenery that I have seen have simply subverted Gu Dahong's cognition, and of course it has also subverted the cognition of Bei Shangyun and Bei Shangwen, and the wide open mouth can almost stuff an egg.

"You, what's wrong?" Suddenly, Bei Shangyun glanced at Yang Nanguan and noticed that something was wrong with him.

After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, Yang Nanguan only felt that his eyes were in a trance, and then, a Qianqian jade hand came into view.

"Oh, it's okay, it's a little distracted. The aftermath was still there, Yang Nanguan was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head and smiled.

At some point, his eyes were bloodshot, his forehead was sweating slightly, and his face was bloodless, almost pale.

Beishang Yunhu glanced at him suspiciously, but he didn't ask much, and while nodding slightly and turning his gaze away, the afterglow quietly fell on Yang Nanguan's body, his appearance did not look like a distraction, but like a sleepless night and a serious illness.

The conversation between the two was very soft, and it was not noticed, Zhu Yao was still talking, and Bei Shang and Gu Dahong were sitting and listening attentively, and a big sun on the sky was rising higher and higher.

Yang Nanguan closed his eyes, rubbed his dry and even slightly burning eyes, and did not look at the stone wall again.

Woken up by Bei Shangyun, Yang Nanguan sobered up a lot, he didn't know what that hazy figure was, in short, he felt a little evil, and he still didn't see it.

And the moment he closed his eyes, Yang Nanguan found that the hazy figure on the stone wall actually appeared in his mind, and slowly punched like a sword.

This punch suddenly hit his heart, Yang Nanguan suddenly opened his eyes, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

After settling down, when Yang Nanguan looked at the stone wall, the figure did not appear again, and the stone wall was still the same stone wall, and the small characters were dense.

However, when Yang Nanguan tried to close his eyes, the figure resurfaced and slowly punched.

This time, Yang Nanguan did not choose to open his eyes, but guarded his mind, and looked at this punch carefully, he wanted to see what the mystery was.

A few breaths passed, and within his eyes, Yang Nanguan's eyes lost their agility and were replaced by hollowness, obviously he sank into it again.

"The Taoist system of the world respects Wudang, which is not only related to the profound heritage accumulated over the years of this immortal mountain, but also inseparable from the words and deeds of the Taoist people on the mountain.

Today, Wudang is in charge of teaching Taihe Zhenren has been down the mountain for more than 20 years, helping the world with Taoism and accumulating countless virtues. The palace master of the Jade Void Palace has not returned to the mountain so far, some time ago I heard that there was a big flood in Jingtang County, and an old Taoist stopped the torrent alone, saving more than 100 lives, I think it should be the real person of the Jade Void ......"

Zhu Yao looked at the Taoist priest who was helping the old man with inconvenient legs and feet to go down the mountain on the other peak, and said slowly.

Two white cranes hovered over the top of the five for a while, and then landed on a rocky spot not far from the five of them, arranging each other's feathers.

Seeing that Yang Nanguan closed his eyes as if he was listening to Zhu Yao's story, Bei Shangyun slowly stopped looking at him, and appreciated the fairy scene in his eyes at this moment.

One punch, only one punch came and went, a punch that was thick and sharp as a sword, Yang Nanguan's mind was immersed in it but he didn't know it, he was trying to concentrate, trying to see the appearance of the hazy figure.

However, no matter how he concentrated, Yang Nanguan could no longer see a single point, and the figure had been boxing, waving an exact punch, as if a tireless master was teaching his disciples to box.

After several attempts to no avail, Yang Nanguan slowly focused his attention on this punch and observed it carefully.

A simple punch seems to contain great wonder, Yang Nanguan sometimes feels that this punch is unpretentious, and sometimes he feels that it is extremely amazing and indescribable.

Clench your palms into a fist, slowly punch out, and then close your fist, everything is like flowing water, and the cycle repeats.

Yang Nanguan was immersed in it, his breathing was long, and his body stood still like an old monk, but the eyeballs in his eyes were frighteningly red.

The sun rises high in the sky, and it gets hotter

Kitakami licked his dry lips and glanced at the sky.

"Uncle Zhu, it's almost time, it's time for lunch, we can't eat it any later, we have to pay out of pocket. ”

"That's right, let's go, if I come next time, I'll take you to other peaks. ”

Zhu Yao got up with a smile and patted the dust on his body. Soon, except for Yang Nanguan, everyone else had already stood up.

"Is he, asleep?"

Bei Shang looked at his sister, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then gave him an angry look: "Ask me what I'm doing?" ”

"Didn't you sit next to him?"

"I ......"

While the two were talking, Gu Dahong had already walked in front of Yang Nanguan, leaned down and pushed him.

"Nanguan, it's time to go. ”

Yang Nanguan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of dazed color flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and he looked at the black thin boy in front of him in a daze.

After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses and asked, "Dahong, what's wrong?"

"I'm going back. Gu Dahong stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Nanguan up.

The atmosphere on the peak suddenly became a little solemn, and the four of them stared at Yang Nanguan and were silent.

"What's wrong?" Yang Nanguan blinked and touched his face, looking puzzled.

Zhu Yao asked in a deep voice, "Do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable? ”

Yang Nanguan blinked, he only felt that his whole body was very good, and his spirit was also very vibrant, the only thing was that he felt that his eyes were a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help blinking.

"Is there really no discomfort?"

"No, yes. ”

Yang Nanguan didn't know why Zhu Yao asked like this, but he really didn't feel anything uncomfortable in his body, except for his eyes.

"Well, let's go down the mountain. ”

Zhu Yao glanced at Yang Nanguan again, thought about it, walked to his side, walked with him at the end, and the group of five people went down the mountain the same way.

Before leaving, Yang Nanguan turned his head and glanced at Shibi again, his pupils suddenly shrank, and Zhu Yao also followed Yang Nanguan's gaze to Shibi, but everything was as usual.