A finger falls, and the sky flies immortals!

Turn the peak into a front, and snap a finger of mystery.

A stab on the fingertips, like a flying immortal, the qi is fierce, everywhere you go, the wind breaks, the clouds are divided, and the fog opens...... Everything is split in half.

All of this would have happened silently, without warning.

But because the sword was too powerful, it opened all the air, leaving a striking slash mark in the air, looking from a distance, it seemed like a sword flying from the sky, with white rainbows running through the sun, and it was in the air.

And the tip of the sword points to a steep and steep lonely peak.

The strength is unmatched, and the sword falls.

Flying to the top of the peak, it was silently stabbed out of a shocking hole.

Burst......

Then a column of water rose into the sky, and the water vapor filled the air, forming a cloud of mist, which burst out in the sunlight and burst out with dazzling light, revealing a flying rainbow across the void.

The air is filled with a thick sweet vapor, just a sip of it makes people feel refreshed.

Bellow......

A cheerful cow roar.

A big green ox with huge horns shook its head and ran over, its body was strong, it looked like a moving hill from a distance, and it plunged into the small pool formed by the spring water to drink happily, and it couldn't raise its head for a long time.

......

"Look, what's that?"

Wudang blessed land, famous all over the world, pilgrims like clouds, clear and clear sky, suddenly a vision, immediately caused a commotion.

A sword volley, like a god swinging a sword, everywhere he goes, the ethereal green clouds are cut in two, and then the towering mountain peaks in the distance have a column of water rushing to the sky like a dragon, it is so high, like a column of water supporting the sky, the two peaks are separated, but they are also visible from afar.

There is also a thick water vapor that fills the fog, and with the spread of the mountain wind, the fresh breath makes people feel refreshed and refreshed, and the fatigue of the day is swept away.

"Zhenwu swings his sword! ”

"There is a spiritual spring on the mountain, go and dip in the fairy qi!"

"Ask Emperor Xuantian to protect my children and grandchildren, and be safe from generation to generation!"

......

The believers who went up the mountain to pray for blessings bowed down one after another, and recited the name of the god "Zhenwu Emperor" one by one, which was extremely pious.

Then he seemed to think of something, no matter men, women, old and young, they got up like crazy, and rushed to Feilai Peak, you pushed me, and no one let me.

Only a group of young Wudang disciples were left messy in the wind.

The people with organic spirits had already pulled out their legs and ran to the top of the pillar to report the news.

......

"What? Fly to the peak and come out of the spiritual spring!"

In the past, there was an endless stream of pilgrims to go to the empty building, and the Taihe Hall was silent for a long time, and the head Zheng Qingshan exclaimed, echoing for a long time.

"Yes, Master! Just now, a cloud vision appeared in the sky, like a divine sword outside the sky, pointing directly at Feilai Peak, and then a spiritual spring erupted, and countless pilgrims ran over! Now they are all blocked by the formation of the little master and uncle at the bottom of the mountain!"

"It's not good! Hurry up and send disciples, don't let the laymen disturb Uncle Xiao's meditation!" When Zheng Qingshan heard this, he immediately said in a solemn voice.

"Yes!" The disciple looked serious and took the order, and soon a group of young Wudang disciples pounced on the foot of Feilai Peak like tigers descending from the mountain.

Zheng Qingshan walked out of the Taihe Palace, stood in front of the stage, looked at the dangerous peaks of the Hongqiao volley in the distance, separated by thousands of feet, faintly saw the figure of the immortal and the saint, the top of the independent mountain, and the bird's eye view of the changes in the rivers and lakes, I was free.

Uncle Junior, your old man's thoughts, my nephew understands!

"Hahaha......" seemed to let go of some kind of knot that had been lingering in his heart for a long time, and the little old man couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Senior brother in charge, what's the good thing, so happy?" Chen Xuanji and Qin Ruoque couldn't help but be curious.

Zheng Qingshan smiled freely, "Two junior brothers, we can rest assured that we can go down the mountain! Wudang, worry-free!"

"How can you see it?" Qin Ruoque said eagerly.

Wudang has great kindness to the little uncle, on the eve of our descent from the mountain, the spiritual spring appeared on the Feilai Peak, which is clearly the promise given to us by his old man. Zheng Qingshan couldn't hide his joy.

"Little Uncle, the Tao is done!" Chen Xuanji stroked his beard and smiled, and the old man was relieved, "Maybe when we return to the mountain, maybe we will be able to see the little uncle coming down the mountain!"

Qin Ruoque nodded heavily, excited.

"In that case, without further ado, arrange things properly, let's set off!" Removing the big stone in his heart, Zheng Qingshan no longer delayed time.

"Obey the orders of the master!" Chen Xuanji and Qin Ruoque glanced at each other and received orders one after another.

After handing over the arrangement, soon the three brothers came to the foot of Wudang Mountain with the support of their respective disciples.

They all looked back in unison, but they went their separate ways.

The rivers and lakes are far away, the mountains are a journey, and the water is a journey.

A smile tugged at the corners of their mouths.

Just because ......

There are mountains in Wudang, there are holes in the mountains, and there is a little uncle living in the cave!

So......

Peace!

......

There are birds flying in the air, conveying all kinds of unknown information on the rivers and lakes.

In the dim and dim space, there was a suppressed laughter.

"Report, Ancestor, the three elders of Wudang have already descended the mountain!"

In the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes opened, full of bloodshots, full of inhuman hideous coldness, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"Really?"

"It's true, ancestor! Now in Wudang Mountain, in addition to a group of small characters who are not successful, only Wudang Uncle is sitting on Feilai Peak, I heard that there is a new spiritual spring on it, and they all say that it is a real martial arts to go down to earth and ignite Lingshan?"

Let the Seven Evils get ready, pay close attention to the movements of the three elders, and wait for them to go thousands of miles away! I will personally take action and capture Wudang in one fell swoop! This famous Taoist mountain should change its owner after thousands of years!"

"Yes! obey the orders of the Ancestor!!" The voice was fanatical and gradually deepened.

Only the eerie laughter rang out low, accompanied by the screaming of bats, doubling the horror.

......

“

The mystical chapters say yin and yang, and the two characters are called the King of Ten Thousand Laws.

A grain of millet is hidden in the world, and the mountains and rivers are boiled in a half-liter bell.

The green dragon rides the fire in the lotus room, and the white tiger Xingbo comes out of the cave room.

This kung fu is really coincidental, and it has to be stepped into heaven. ”

Sou......

The warm wind swept and sank into the Qingyun Cave of Feilai Peak.

Lu Chunliang's body trembled slightly, his eyes opened, and with a flash of sharp light, there was a mysterious secret in his heart.

Seventy-two peaks, as a finger wrapping soft!

One peak and one vein, take the essence, qi, and spirit, and turn it into a fingertip sword.

Does this refer to the seventy-two?

Although he has only practiced the first finger and the flying sword, the divine sword has already appeared in its rudiment, and only the water grinding work remains.

One sword, one sword, sharpened and mastered.

The day of success is ......

......

Call... Suck... Call... Suck......

There is a long breath of anger in the chest, and one breath and one breath are ten thousand years.

Lu Chunliang breathed deeply, his mind was tired, and he fell into a deeper sleep, and the breeze came slowly, surrounding his body, and becoming one with the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers.

Thereupon......

The gods on the mountain, the spirits under the mountains......

Where are the rivers and lakes, not the world?