Song Yuanqiao and the other four immediately turned pale, hesitated for a moment, and Song Yuanqiao sighed: "Master, he... The old man didn't let us come to Shaolin, let alone provoke the Spirit King. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Everyone was stunned and hurriedly asked the reason, Song Yuanqiao said: "Master is in retreat and cultivating, and he hasn't shown up for a long time. When I heard about the Shaolin martial arts competition, I was curious, so I rushed to see the excitement, who knew that the spirit king was so strong and domineering, and he actually asked his friends in the rivers and lakes to surrender. I.... I can't think of it, so I can only take this matter on the master's head. ”

Yang Wentian saw that the four of them felt guilty and remorseful, and he had respect in his heart, and said: "Brother Yi, for the sake of righteousness, you did not hesitate to lead the devil to Wudang Mountain. ”

Si Dao smiled bitterly, but there was no joy in his smile, and Yu Daoren sighed: "Over the years, Master has often lamented that his prestige is too great, and his competition is excessive, which is against his original intention. The original intention of his old man to reveal kung fu was to carry forward the martial arts he had learned and teach his unique martial arts, so that the world could strengthen his body and calm his mind. ”

Red Fly smiled: "A few years ago, I admired Zhang Zhenren's martial arts name, and I also wanted to go up the mountain to seek advice, but I was afraid of being abrupt and displeasing him, so I had to give up." From this point of view, my insight and mind are far inferior to that of this great master. ”

Another Zhang Xiaodao said: "Why should the Red Hero be too humble? Master, his old man also has too many scruples, and he is not as decisive as this Spirit King. Let's take matters into our own hands on Shaomuro Mountain, and go back and tell Master that he must be quite unhappy. "Zhang Sanfeng has an excellent temper, and he has never been angry for more than 20 years, these Taoists expect that the master will not be angry, but if the teacher is troubled by this, they can't help but be ashamed.

Yang Wentian asked: "The four have also seen the Spirit King Kung Fu, I don't know if Zhang Zhenren is higher or lower compared to him, can he be sure of victory?"

Song Yuanqiao thought of the Spirit King's freewheeling and easy-to-do kung fu, and he was afraid, but he still said: "If the master can't beat him, then the four of us will really become the great sinners of this sect." ”

Red Fly said: "If Zhang Zhenren is difficult to win, the entire martial arts will suffer a catastrophe, but no matter what the outcome is, we will always receive great favor from the Wudang faction." ”

At present, it is useless to say more, only day and night, non-stop, the road is still flooded, the journey is difficult, and finally returned to Wudang Mountain on the eighth day.

Wudang Mountain is the Lingshan Immortal Valley since ancient times, the Taoist temple, the temple, the treasure temple, the high tower, can be seen everywhere, all over the mountain. The Taoist temple where the Wudang faction lived was very magnificent, and the cleaning was very clean, but it was simple and simple, without the slightest extravagance, which was a rich man who was favored by Zhang Sanfeng, bought an ancient house, and transferred it to him.

Outside the Taoist temple, I saw a stone tablet standing in front of the stone steps, the text on it was densely packed, and there were human body images, which was actually a set of martial arts from shallow to deep. Yang Wentian was very stunned and didn't know why, but Song Yuanqiao and the others were worried and in a hurry, so it was inconvenient for him to ask more.

Red Fly had already heard of it, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this is where Zhang Zhenren is great. He will create in his early years, all the kung fu clearly engraved on this stone tablet, if someone can practice this stone tablet martial arts, he will accept that person as a disciple. If you can't practice, you can also benefit from this stone tablet. Throughout the ages, all major schools have regarded their own kung fu as treasures, how can they show it to outsiders? ”

Yang Wentian was greatly impressed, and when he looked closely at this kung fu, it was really whimsical and exquisite, and the talent of this great master could be seen everywhere. He watched for a while, and then said, "If there are people with unscrupulous intentions who practice this kung fu and bring disaster to the world, then what should it be?"

Pan Xuan smiled: "This is also the shrewd method of the old way, this kung fu, only the essence of good, caring for the weak and poor people can practice, if you are a suspicious person, looking at this martial arts, even the first step can not be opened." ”

Yang Wentian exclaimed, full of emotion, and said: "Master Goshawk once said: 'The most difficult part of martial arts training to the highest level is not in the body, not in the qi, but in the heart. If the mind is stagnant, there must be weakness. It turns out that Zhang Zhenren also holds this opinion. ”

Red Fly pointed to the temples and houses at the bottom of the mountain, and said: "For more than 20 years, the number of people who have benefited from this stone tablet is countless, although they have not been honored to be listed in Wudang, but they can be grateful to Zhang Zhenren's kindness, so they live on the side of the mountain and claim to be a disciple of Wudang." Only Brother Song, the two Brother Yu, and the Brother Zhang penetrated the stone tablet and had to be passed on by Zhang Zhenren himself. ”

Yang Wentian said: "It turns out that the righteous brother's understanding is so amazing. ”

Pan Xuan said: "It's not how good his understanding is, but that he is upright in his heart and has the heart of sacrificing himself." Ask the heavenly nephew and the red fly brother, if the two of you practice the kung fu on the stone tablet, most of you will be able to succeed. ”

Yang Wentian hurriedly said, "How dare you do this?" Red Fly also said: "Brother Wu has been raised." The two admired this Zhang Zhenren in their hearts and were eager to meet him.

Walking into the mountain gate, several Taoist children were instructed by Song Yuanqiao to introduce Yang Wentian and others into the house, and then walked into the backyard and came to Zhang Sanfeng's retreat. I saw an iron gate, firmly closed, blocking the cave, and there was no sound in it. Song Yuanqiao and the others knelt on the ground, waiting for Lao Dao's reply.

Ji Ya asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "It's strange, why didn't the master answer?

Zhang Daoren said: "Could it be.... Could it be that Master was sick inside? Dao Tong said that he had not opened the door for several days, and he would not answer even when he came to deliver food. ”

Everyone would never believe that this great master would fall ill, but it was only two days before the appointed date with the Spirit King, so they had to see him as soon as possible. Song Yuanqiao and the others were panicked and couldn't make up their minds, but they could treat Zhang Sanfeng like a god and didn't dare to trespass on the forbidden land.

He stepped forward, kicked up, slammed the latch, and the iron door opened. Everyone was taken aback, and Song Yuanqiao hurriedly said, "Senior Wu, why are you so reckless?"

Pan Xuan snorted and said, "This old way is not in it at all, he went out early." ”

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but panic, rushed in to take a look, the cave was spacious, about twenty zhang square, it was a stone room, there was no one in it, but there was only another stone tablet, inlaid in the stone wall.

Yu Daoren was at a loss and said, "Senior brother, the master is not here, this.... How's that okay?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Master may just go out for a day, and he will come back tomorrow night, let's just wait for a while." ”

The sunlight poured in, quite bright, looking around the stone room, there was nothing unusual in it, and then staring at the stone tablet, looking at it, his expression changed, and his eyes showed sympathy, pity but some disdain.

Song Yuanqiao also entered this room for the first time, looked at the stone tablet, and saw that the text on it was strange and intellect. Yang asked Tiandao: "Brother Yi, what is written on this stone tablet?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "I really don't know this, Master... Bo Gu is familiar with the present, and he is a scholar of heaven and man, which must be the essence of his martial arts. ”

Xiao Moxue was stunned when she saw Pan Xuan, walked closer, looked at the stone tablet, and let out a low voice, realizing that she could understand a lot.

The stele reads: ".... We are other people, we have the way of heaven, understand the spirit of heaven, so we have supernatural powers, and we should help the world and help the world.

However, he delved into the theory of origin and knew that the immortal qi of our body came from the spirit of all living beings. The qi of hundreds of millions of human bodies, condensed in the mountains, seas and trees, condensed into dew springs, gushing into the pool, we are born from the spring, so it is parasitic on the common people.

We claim to be immortals, but we are actually moths, which is against the principles of heaven, and it is really not a blessing in this world.

Therefore, if we are lucky, we are drilling the marrow and drinking blood and harming sentient beings. The more it is used, the more evil it will be, and one day, it will kill people.

I have had many sins and many mistakes in my life, which should have been remedied, but once I use this method of Fuxi to pass through the Heavenly Dao, I will inevitably have deeper sins and more mistakes. But the world is in chaos, and there are many demons, so I have no choice but to use this method.

Woohoo, this demon, this truth, we are shackled, we are holding butcher knives, we have justice in our hearts, but we can always kill innocents.

We are in trouble, and we must not interfere in mundane things as a last resort.

However, the people are cruel, and the Han is like cattle and sheep. The world is unfair, we stay out of it, right, right?

Beihai, Saiwai, Western Regions, and the Polar Regions, the disasters of the other world are frequent, and the chaos is continuous, and we use divine law to eliminate them, although they benefit a corner, but they assassinate sentient beings, leaving hidden dangers, is it good or evil?

Right and wrong, right and wrong, good and evil, good and evil, good and evil, good and evil, how can we understand it thoroughly?

Are we right and evil?

Should we save it?

We may need to be patient. ”

This stele is cold, stubborn and hard, but the first question on it is full of self-reproach and madness, imprinted on Xiao Moxue's heart like a soldering iron. She was deeply frightened, but she was helpless, as if she could see the person who carved the letter, but she was deeply confused.

Xiao Moxue trembled and almost cried, but Pan Xuan stretched out his hand and held her little hand to help Xiao Mo Xue Ning calm down, and he said: "Although you can understand the words on it, you are not allowed to say it to anyone, understand?" Xiao Moxue nodded, so grateful, and hurriedly collected her mind.

Yang Wentian noticed that her expression was different, and asked, "Sister Mo Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Moxue said: "No, I... I always feel so cold in this hole, I... I need to get out for a while. ”

Song Yuanqiao said: "Since the master is not here, it is useless to stay here, let's go to the main hall and wait." ”

Everyone couldn't think about it, they came to the main hall one after another, Xiao Moxue came to the cliff alone under the excuse of a small solution, looked at Cong Yun and Cang Song, and kept thinking about Zhang Sanfeng's message, somehow, she thought of the Spirit King.

Pan Xuan came to her quietly, watched for a moment, and said, "Little niece, you don't have to worry about it. A superlundane person like Zhang Sanfeng can always understand his own way, you little girl, why worry about them?"

Xiao Moxue said: "But.... But the stele said that a character like Zhang Zhenren, once he used his luck, borrowed the spirit of a mortal in the world, it was like sucking human blood and eating human flesh, which was quite similar to the Spirit King. He was deeply afraid of killing ordinary people because of this, so he would never exert his full strength unless he had to. He.... I won't care about this matter, and I won't deal with the Spirit King, let's find the Dao Master, but did we do something wrong?"