Ran Xiaoxiao's words are not unreasonable, so to speak, if Wudang Mountain learns that the current human emperor of Kyushu is now crowded on the mountain road and intends to compete for the first incense, I am afraid that Wudang Mountain will make a pot of porridge in an instant.

This is not what Chang Xi wants to see.

You must know that the human emperor has always been worshiped by Kunlun, and Ran Xiaoxiao, who was able to fight with Chang Xi for a few rounds back then, is now goodbye, and that kind of respectful look is definitely from the heart.

Snowflakes fell in the sky, and although Chang Xi did not hold an umbrella, there was not a single snowflake on his shoulders and above his head. It's not that he opened the sword qi body by himself, but Xin Tong and Qing Xuan each held half of the umbrella for him on one side. In the snowy scenery of the mountain road, two umbrellas hold out a warmth.

The mountain road under Zixiao Palace winds for more than ten miles, which is no less than hard work in the ground for mortals with ordinary physical strength, not to mention that there are many old people in the army of pilgrims who come all the way to burn incense with weak foot strength, and they have to rest after walking a few steps, and the speed of the procession becomes slower and slower.

When the first bell of the new year rang in front of Zixiao Palace, everyone knew that the incense had lost its chances, but the spiritual head of the pilgrims had not decreased much because of this, after all, everyone knew that the incense was the one, and if they couldn't grab it, it would be fate.

Chang Xi looked up at Zixiao Palace, where there was a faint smoke floating, only to realize that his group had only walked less than half of the distance. Fortunately, there is a pavilion for pilgrims to rest their feet next to the mountain road, and Yun Lan, who walks in the forefront, beckons everyone to rest in the pavilion.

Chang Xi stopped and raised his eyes to look into the distance, and the mountains and rivers in the night were no different from day to him. For some reason, he looked very seriously at every glance.

Ran Xiaoxiao and several other women quickly got together, and the two senior brothers, Yun Lan and Yun Mo, stood side by side with Chang Xi. Yun Lan seemed to see something in Chang Xi's eyes, and said, "But are you thinking about that Tianhe brother sacrificing his life to fill the laws of heaven and earth?"

Chang Xi gently closed his eyes, which was considered a default.

Yun Lan sighed with emotion: "Immortals are like us, there are rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death in the fairy world, and naturally there will be heroes who understand righteousness. If there is no Tianhe brother who sacrifices his life to complete the incomplete laws of heaven and earth, it is likely that as he said, the human world will lose. ”

Yun Mo, who was perfectly restrained with a demonic aura, leaned his back against the railing and nodded: "There are many classics in the Demon Domain Palace that also point out that that Demon Ancestor has achieved the cultivation of entering the Holy Realm a long, long time ago. In the thousands of years, he seems to have tried countless times to break through the shackles of the third step of the great realm and achieve the fourth step that no one can match!"

Yun Lan said solemnly: "The Jade Spirit Divine General and the Emperor Xudu have only entered the Holy Realm. ”

Yunmo asked, "Little junior brother, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?"

"In the middle of the Holy Realm. Chang Xi spread out his palms in front of his eyes and said softly: "To become the queen of people, I am equivalent to the incarnation of Kyushu in a sense, and the upper limit of the laws of heaven and earth in the human world is the upper limit of my realm." The supreme origin of the dragon clan in my body was fully activated when I reached the Divine Journey Realm, so I hardly had to meditate and meditate, and my cultivation would rise on its own. ”

"With the cultivation in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, coupled with the advantage of our local battle, it is not impossible to defeat that Demon Ancestor!" Yun Mo suddenly smiled.

Chang Xi quietly looked at the mountains and rivers in the night, and said very firmly: "The reason why we have been able to come to this point is because of the sacrifices of countless people who have lifted us up little by little. We cannot live up to their hopes, we must not allow others to slaughter them!"

"Whoever wants to destroy Kyushu, I will definitely destroy him!"

Yun Lan stretched out her hand to remove the wind and snow in front of her, nodded solemnly and said, "We will fight for them in a battle that they can't win." ”

Yunmo stretched out his hand, "No matter what kind of difficulty, our senior brothers will carry it together!"

In the gazebo, the three hands are folded together, the movements are very light, but so solemn.

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After the crowd of climbers was no longer surging, Chang Xi and his party walked up the mountain road again, at this time it was already dawning, and the team's marching speed became a lot faster, and this time it only took half an hour to come to the huge incense tripod in front of Zixiao Palace.

Chang Xi and his entourage took the incense handed by the young Taoist priest, lit it, and held the incense to their foreheads with both hands, with a solemn expression. At this moment, countless pilgrims suddenly exclaimed, because they saw that the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu who was looking far away with a sword on the cliff in the distance actually bloomed at this moment with a dazzling golden light, like a miracle descending!

When countless Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain saw this scene, they burst into tears with excitement, and they knelt down and kowtowed, facing the emperor to worship. When the pilgrims saw such a once-in-a-century spectacle, they didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one kneeling down.

Chang Xi, who was already the emperor of people, inserted incense into the ding, and a wisp of human emperor luck that was invisible to the naked eye floated to the statue of Emperor Zhenwu. Many pilgrims only felt that the Emperor Zhenwu seemed to be really alive for a moment, and actually glanced at the front of Zixiao Palace, and bowed down?

The corners of Chang Xi's mouth were warm, he was in the tomb of the Gongyi clan in Tengzhou City back then, if it weren't for the Zhenwu Emperor and the first generation of Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain, he would not be where he is today.

It is precisely because of the cause of the year that the present fruit can be born.

After burning the incense, the sun rose in the east and the sky was bright, but many pilgrims did not leave, because they still had to see the morning class of the Wudang Taoist priests with their own eyes.

The sight of hundreds of real Taoist priests practicing Tai Chi in front of Zixiao Palace is by no means seen anywhere else. Moreover, Wudang has never been secretive about the Tai Chi method, and has never avoided mortals and monks, as long as you can understand it, anyone can come to learn it.

Sure enough, after a few rings of the morning bell for the morning class, thousands of Taoist real people stood in the square in front of Zixiao Palace and began to practice Taijiquan. Tens of thousands of pilgrims looked around the square without crowding, and at this moment they were no longer eyesighted laymen, and they could see that the Tai Chi method was indeed as rumored by the outside world.

Tai Chi movements are quiet and peaceful, and no other martial arts boxing method makes a sharp sound that breaks through the air at every turn, as mellow and free as gurgling water, and pays attention to a moisturizing thing silently.

Yun Lan exclaimed: "What a good Tai Chi sincerity, it's worth the trip." ”

Many pilgrims followed the Taoist priests and began to imitate, but all of them were twisted and crooked, and even martial arts masters with some foundations only got their shape and didn't know their true intentions. At this time, an old man with immortal wind bones walked out of the array and began to carefully guide the movements of the pilgrims.

Chang Xi whispered in the ears of his two wives: "This old man is Wang Chonglou, who has taken over the position of the head of Wudang Mountain since Zhang Sanfeng, and the king is in charge." After speaking, Chang Xi looked at the Wudang Taoist priests who knew every action by heart, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Wang Chonglou, who corrected the pilgrims' movements all the way, saw Chang Xi, for some reason, he always felt that this person seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he walked quickly.

Xin Tong behind him smashed Chang Xi's waist and said with a smile: "I want to see you boxing." ”

Chang Xi turned his head to look at Qing Xuan, who also had a look of hope.

He smiled and took the lead in meeting the head of the Wang, who was slightly stunned, watching Chang Xi walk to the front of the Taiji array, and then followed closely and stood next to Chang Xi.

The two of them put on a posture, and the movements were the same, and the true meaning was complete, if God helped.

Not only the surrounding pilgrims widened their eyes, but even the Taoist priests in the array were surprised, who was this person, and why was he able to practice the Taijiquan method passed down by his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng to such a perfect realm?

After many immortal cultivators in the crowd carefully took a look at Chang Xi's face, suddenly someone had a face full of disbelief, but after repeatedly confirming that it was correct, that person slowly knelt down on his knees.

There are more and more immortal cultivators who recognize Chang Xi's identity, and there are more and more people who worship them.

Wang Chonglou finally recalled who the person beside him was at this moment, and the tears that burst out of his eyes wet his clothes.

Chang Xi entered a state of detachment, and every palm he swung out, there was a trace of luck blessed on Wudang Mountain, which could bless Wujin's luck in the future.

recalled the sentence that circulated in the rivers and lakes when the four thousand Taoist priests rushed to the Northern Regions, "Wudang is here!" Chang Xi murmured softly: "Emperor Zhenwu, Master Zhang, I'm here." ”