Heavy snow covers Hengcang Mountain, covered in silver, a white world, the branches are frozen into ice strips, the winding forest path is paved with thick snow, the pine trees on both sides are like a team of guards standing guard, although the snow is overwhelming, still standing in the wind and snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, there was a burst of crane singing, a crane on the eagle's beak cliff swooped down in the sky, fixed his eyes, an old Taoist priest rode on the crane, just when he was about to land not far away, the old Taoist priest flew down and down, like a tree on the fallen leaves, dancing and flying down to the ground, the snow on the ground did not even leave a footprint.

It is said that this Taoist priest is wearing a white robe, the robe is embroidered with a white lotus, this person is a fairy wind, white hair and white beard, but there are a pair of bright eyes on the thin face, the old Taoist priest is unhurried to play the fists and feet, that is the fist wind whirring, the clothes are fluttering, after a while, a gossip pattern appeared on the ground, a meal of kung fu, the old Taoist finished a set of boxing, slowly pulled out a soft sword from the waist belt, the original belt of the dragon head is the hilt, just look at the sword wind everywhere, flying sand and stones, the snow on the ground also flew up, and finally only saw the boulder next to the human sword flying stab。

"It's you again, why do you peek every time you learn martial arts for your teacher?"

"The master is me, don't stab, hehe"

At this time, a small Taoist priest walked out from behind the boulder, about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a blue Taoist robe, and there was a messy grass in his hair bun. The little Taoist priest is burly, nine feet tall, a head taller than ordinary people, thick arms and legs, just a handsome Chinese face on his face, and a sesame-sized beauty mole between his eyebrows.

"Songbai, why do you peek here again to learn martial arts as a teacher?"

"This can't all be blamed on the apprentices! Why is it that every time the master practices martial arts, it is when the apprentices go up the mountain to chop wood? Could it be ......?"

"You criminal, you are not allowed to use a stick to pick up firewood, you are only allowed to lift it with your hands, you are not allowed to chop wood with an axe, you are only allowed to chop wood with the palm of your hand."

"Master, aren't you communiquéing a personal vendetta?

"Criminal, give me a stick that you think is the most difficult to split, and let the teacher chop it for you."

After muttering to the boulder, the pine and cypress took out the two bundles of pine wood cut today with both hands, and hurried to the master, the old Taoist priest took out the thickest pine, stood upright on the snow, danced softly with his right hand a few times, and split it with a fist, and the pine suddenly became two, but it did not fall!

Songbai looked at the master stupidly, at a loss, the old Taoist priest flicked his sleeves, dropped a book, brushed his sleeves and rode away, and slowly disappeared.

Songbai was still touching his head, regretting his bad luck, stepping on the fallen book, picking up the book and photographing the remnant snow on it, the cover of "Tai Chi Quanji" said, Songbai put the book in his arms. Hurriedly carrying two bundles of pine wood, he rushed in the direction of looking back, only to raise the snow dust behind him.

Songbai galloped back to the front of the view, wrote three eye-catching big characters "Lingyun Guan", a fat Taoist priest was sweeping the floor with a broom, and he shouted when he saw it, "Uncle Xiao, you are back, the master has come to ask you a few times, and the senior brother of the room has also come to urge a few times, hurry up, send the firewood over." ”

"Well, I'll send it over and come back to you for a comparison. ”

In front of the room, the white-haired old Taoist and a few middle-aged Taoist priests had already lined up to wait, and the white-haired Taoist stood in the front row, without waiting for the pine and cypress to speak, the white-haired old Taoist shouted loudly, "Criminal, hurry up and chop firewood, the brothers and sisters are waiting for the firewood to cook." He turned back to a middle-aged old man behind him and said, "Qingfeng, you are a senior brother, he is not allowed to chop wood with an axe, only with the palm of his hand, you are here to supervise, go to the main hall for the teacher, there must be no mistake." ”

"Yes, master," Qingfeng Dao returned, "Congratulations to the master," and the other cadres all bent down and clasped their fists and said in unison. watched the white-haired old man leave.

"It's over, senior brother, fellow nephews, I've worked hard, and Songbai has thanked me here. ”

"This can't be done, hurry up and chop wood, it will be troublesome when the master comes." Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out, looking helpless.

Seeing that the cooking time was approaching and the firewood had not yet been chopped, Songbai had tried many times, but it still felt pain and ended. "Ladies and nephews, you are staring at your uncle, I have a stomachache and am going to the pit, please," Qingfeng said to the disciples and left in a hurry.

Next, the senior brother said this to the second junior brother and left, the second senior brother said the same to the third junior brother and left, and finally the fat nephew who swept the floor was left, he directly took out the cucumber he had just stolen from the kitchen, took a few bites, asked for two of the thinnest pieces and put them directly on his eyes, sat on the stool, and said something in his mouth.

"Don't think I can't see you, you can't chop wood with an axe, remember, don't use an axe. "The fat man kept nagging.

Songbai Oh understands everyone's intentions, and also understands the master's intentions, obviously in the eagle's beak cliff, the master's easy palm chopping wood, he has been thinking about what is wrong, recalled the book that the master dropped at the end, and quickly took out the "Tai Chi Quanji" from his arms. In addition to the moves and mental methods, there are also pictures and texts to explain that the original master used a move in Tai Chi, called "drawing the knife and breaking the water", which is to gather the true qi on the top of the head, and then slowly gather and transmit it to the palm, with the speed of lightning strikes, go all out, make moves quickly, and collect the sensitive, as if it was just a numb hand and moved the joints casually.

The pine and cypress saw it in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and quickly put the book into his arms, tried to exert his luck, and sure enough, he felt that there was a true qi swimming in his body, and tried to exert his strength, and sure enough, the vertical pine wood was a little cracked, and he tried to repeat it several times, and the pine wood was split. Songbai did not dare to stop, and kept repeating until the two bundles of pine wood were all split, and a large pile of firewood had been cut on the ground, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face. The white-haired Taoist in the corner next to him, with his white beard in his hand, also smiled......

The fat Taoist priest was still doing beauty with cucumbers, and Songbai shook him in the past, "Fat nephew, hurry up and put the firewood in the room." The fat Taoist priest then took off the cucumber, put it in his mouth, and kept muttering "delicious", while carrying firewood to the room, and shouting in his mouth, "Wait for me, little uncle, how did you do it, cut these wood lumps so quickly."

"I won't tell you, you fat nephew who steals food!"

In the main hall of Lingyunguan, the white-haired Taoist and all the Taoist priests were doing their morning class, and a small Taoist priest ran into the door, and ran to the white-haired Taoist to whisper a few words in his ear.

"Those who should come are always coming, all the disciples go out with me to have a look!"

Outside Lingyun Guan, there were more than 100 people in the black girl, the first lama in front of the station, and the others were all dressed up in the Western Regions, all of them were full of energy and their eyes were blazing.

The leading lama clasped his hands together, "Master Xuanji, I haven't seen you for ten years, can you remember the ten-year covenant?"

The white-haired Taoist replied, "True Living Buddha, ten years have passed, and you are still like that!"

Zhenzong Living Buddha said, "You and I have a ten-year covenant, send disciples to compete three times, and finally you and I will compete in the competition, the original agreement oath is still the same, I specially brought all the disciples to worship the mountain."

"Even if you are decided, if I postpone it any longer, I am afraid that it will be inappropriate, Living Buddha, I am smiling."

"Big ears, you take the lead," the Living Buddha said.

"Yes, Living Buddha" is a biao-shaped man with a right shoulder**, and a silver ring in his ear. The big ear is open to the frame, holding a ghost blade knife in his right hand and a large iron ring in his left hand.

"Qingfeng, you are the eldest disciple of my faction, let you take this formation! After speaking, he took a sword from the hand of the Taoist behind him and threw it at Qingfeng.

The two of them held each other for a few seconds, saluted a few times, and said a few words, and then began to fight, more than ten rounds down, and gradually the big-eared mage was a little physically exhausted, and the breeze sword danced in the snow, like a dense rain to attack the big-eared mage, the Zhenzong Lama was just about to exert his strength, and the red-clothed lama next to him flew out with a big hammer, and the hammer smashed heavily into Qingfeng, forcing Qingfeng to parry a little hard, and his steps were a little messy, and he moved backwards.

"Hehehe, the poor nuns come without dust, what a lively scene, the mysterious real person, the true living Buddha, the poor nuns are polite"

A group of nuns came to the pine forest path, and the old nuns said with their hands.

Xuanjizi, Zhenzong returned the salute without dust, and his eyes returned to the three people who were fighting, fighting and retreating, he had the upper hand, and in a few rounds, he would definitely worship the north in this competition.

"Poor Ni thinks that in World War II, Qingfeng's nephew and nephew are at a loss, why don't you call a little Ni to help in the war, can you feel right?"

Without waiting for the mystery, the two Zhenzong replied, and a handsome little nun rushed out of the nuns, sixteen or seventeen years old, just a little girl who wore hair and rested, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a goose egg face white and red, and a smile and two deep dimples. White teeth and red lips, very cute.

Xiao Nizi's Emei swordsmanship is even more perfect, and the moves are strong enough, the red-clothed lama gradually struggled to parry, and Xiao Nizi turned around and stabbed the lama in the throat with a sword......