Chapter 97 Hongyan View on Qingsong Mountain, thousands of people fight differently

One of the two views in the world, the Hongyan Temple, is located on the green pine mountain.

Qingsong Mountain is named after the green pine of the mountain, the mountain is extremely high, every spring and autumn season, standing on the top of the mountain, there are often wild geese that are arranged in a human character or arranged in a word from under the feet of the mountain, according to legend, the name of the Hongyan Temple is obtained in this way.

Compared with the other great view of the burning sun, the Hongyan view is much cleaner. The scorching sun view perennial incense is prosperous, in addition to the seven peaks of Chaobai and Guanri, which are not open to the public, the remaining five peaks are all pilgrims. Of course, in addition to pilgrims, there are also many people who come to play, after all, the five peaks are also perennial clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

On this Qingsong Mountain, there are not a few pilgrims, but in comparison, there is really no scorching sun view.

Perhaps everything in the world is inseparable from the principle of "things gather people in groups", most of the pilgrims who are lively and noisy go to the scorching sun view, and the people who come to the Hongyan view of incense, as long as they reach the foot of the mountain, look up and see the green mountains that are green regardless of winter and summer, they will be edified by this quiet atmosphere, silently go up the mountain, and go down the mountain silently after offering three incense sticks, no matter how restless they are before going up the mountain, they will have a peace in their hearts when they go down the mountain.

In front of the door of the Sanqing Treasure Hall of Hongyanguan, there is no esoteric couplet that makes people read the mystical and mysterious, but the right side is written "pure", and the left side is written "Wu Wei", just four words, but it has the mysterious effect of purifying people's hearts.

I don't know that from the beginning of that generation of coaching, he created a set of mellow boxing techniques such as holding the ball, soft but strong, emphasizing the will and not moving, which can be said to occupy the essence of kung fu in the rivers and lakes. It is said that the patriarch who pioneered this set of boxing techniques only left seven fixed moves, and the rest of the moves were all derived by the practitioner himself. After careful study from generation to generation, each person created a few moves to add, taking its essence and removing its dross, and now this set of nameless boxing methods is only a fixed move to hold the ball.

This is not to say that this set of boxing techniques has decayed, but according to the meaning of the ancestor, it has evolved and become more and more mature, and it has truly reached the realm of knowing how to move.

Hongyan view up and down, every morning in front of the Sanqing Hall collectively play this set of nameless boxing, the pilgrims under the mountain can learn it. Therefore, the incense of Hongyanguan is at its peak from the second half of the night and begins to be clean before noon. The pilgrims climbed up the mountain wearing the stars and the moon, and after the incense, they closed their eyes and waited for the morning boxing of Hongyanguan, no one spoke, and breathed the refreshing air that seemed to come from outside the thirty-three heavens.

Calm and refreshed.

There is an unwritten rule in the morning boxing of Hongyanguan, and the viewer will fight at the highest place in front of the main hall every day, rain or shine. The new disciples and the pilgrims who came to learn boxing were closest to him to observe and study, and the more the older disciples stood outside. So a strange scene appeared, the people around the master of the watch boxed different moves, this time the reason is because the new disciples of the boxing moves often can't keep up, or the moves are not like the master, the main reason is that the master of the view of the master Hongfei Dao every day out of the moves are often not like the day before. The moves of the peripheral disciples are even more different, each person evolves according to their own moves, and each has its own characteristics.

Therefore, up and down the mountain, hundreds of people fight a set of punches at the same time, but no two people have the same moves, but the eternal charm is generally the same.

At noon on this day, most of the old and old people in the view are sleepy, sleepy in spring and lack of autumn and nap in summer, not enough sleep in winter and March, especially in midsummer, noon is particularly sleepy, and the old Tao can not escape the summary of this ancestor.

In the Sanqing Palace, a cyan figure rushed out of the hall gate, and the figure disappeared in a flash, without the slightest sound. Almost no one of the Taoist priests found it, only the oldest one, usually old eyes dizzy, shouting at him and always saying: "What? louder" "old old Taoist" barely picked one eyelid, cloudy eyeballs glanced sleepily and closed it, knowing that it was the master of the view of the Taoist Hongfei who went down the mountain and continued to doze off.

There are many masters in the world, and in terms of light skills, Hongfei Daochang has always claimed to be the third in the world. The first and the second, he never fights, because whether it is the old man of the Tongshan faction or the abbot of the Tieji Temple, who is high and who is low, it is their business, and he is indeed not as fast as them.

The gray robe shuttles between the green pines, the mountain is ghostly, still silent, and in the blink of an eye, Hongfei Dao Chang went down the green pine mountain, all the way to the entrance of a small village, facing the east and standing.

This Hongfei Dao is long, middle-aged, hosta hairpin, face like a crown of jade, a cloud of righteousness between the eyebrows and eyes, three wisps of beard, fluttering robes, a three-foot autumn banquet sword on his back, fairy wind bones, indescribable justice and awe-inspiring, endless romance.

Daoist Hongfei stood there and saw a stream of fire coming towards him in the air.

As early as in the contemplation, Daoist Hongfei sensed the arrival of the Bliss Sect, so he went down the mountain first and waited. It's just that today is different from the past, on weekdays, Hongfei Dao Commander sends a few disciples and grandchildren down the mountain to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao, but today his old man came in person.

The flowing fire saw that a person was blocking the way at the landing, and the four Bliss Cultists actually smashed it, wanting to kill the Hongfei Daoist on the spot.

Where did the Cultists of Bliss think that just before they approached this righteous Taoist priest, they were actually pulled away from the direction by the Taoist priest's royal qi, and drew a circle around the old Taoist like the old Taoist holding a rope to lead them, no matter how hard they tried, they were skillfully set aside by the force, and they couldn't land for a while.

Suddenly, at the feet of Hongfei Dao Chang, the earth was like ripples on the water surface rolling upside down, and circles of "ripples" converged towards him from all sides.

The ripples more than a dozen zhang away from scratch, the more they converge higher and higher in the middle, and when they are about to approach the feet of the Hongfei Dao chief, the uplifted ripples have been one zhang high, and they have long since passed the top of the Hongfei Dao Chang's head.

At this last moment, Hongfei rose from the ground like Feihong, and the ripples finally converged together, three feet high, but they did not reach the soles of Hongfei's feet. Hongfei Dao Chang will pass its edge, saying that when it is exhausted, it will fall down with ten thousand catties, and the ripples will spread out more rapidly than when they came, and return to the earth.

The four Bliss Cultists were also placed on the ground by Daoist Hongfei.

In front of the Bliss Cultist, the earth cracked, and an old man in an earthy yellow robe, with brown hair and beard, slowly rose like a father of the land.

When the four Bliss Cultists saw this person, they all bowed and said, "I've seen the Zhao envoy." ”

This person is none other than the Zhao Envoy, one of the Eight Great Messengers of the Bliss Sect.

"Who is the Taoist chief?" This Zhao envoy is also a master of asking questions, and he asks a very good question. Ben was going around to attract the poor people in the world, but he happened to meet a few disciples who were embarrassed by this old way, so they tried it with a ground wave, but they didn't know that the other party actually broke his own tricks with one kick. At the foot of this Qingsong Mountain, the envoy Zhao guessed that this person must be a person from Hongyanguan, but he didn't know if he was a famous Hongfei real person.

"The poor Taoist monk Hongyanguan, the road number Hongfei. Is Venerable Jie also a Bliss Cultist?" asked Hongfei Daoist.

"I am one of the eight leading messengers of the Bliss Sect, surnamed Zhao, and I have seen Hongfei Zhenren today, and I am fortunate to meet him. While the Zhao envoy spoke, the soles of the feet of the four Bliss disciples behind him sank, and the Zhao envoy wanted to protect the four of them.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the Bliss Cultists are harming the rivers and lakes, as outsiders, today the poor Dao will get rid of the Demon Guardian Dao. ”

While speaking, the three-foot autumn banquet sword behind Hongfei Zhenren trembled.