At that time, not only the rain in Hangzhou was urgent, but also the rain in Xiaoxiang was even more obscene and rainy, and it was endless every night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not far from the western suburbs of Changde Mansion, there is a low mountain that stretches for dozens of miles. The mountains are surrounded by arches and hills. There are many cold pines and cypresses on the mountain, and there are occasional clear springs to bet on. The water of the Yuanjiang River is connected with the southwest foothills, and it is lush and lonely, and it flows back to the east. There is a Taoist temple at the top of the peak, called Taihe Temple, all day long smoky, incense smoke.

The outer hall of the Taoist temple stands three doors, the left door is for the good men and women of the eight directions to go to the incense and pray for blessings, and the right door is for a group of martial artists in the temple to enter and exit. The middle gate is always closed and will not be opened for many years. The book on the pillar outside the hall reads: "Foot barefoot on the turtle and snake, ten thousand laws always return to the three-foot sword; It is a very common Taoist couplet.

In the past, there would have been an endless stream of people coming and going at the temple gate. Recently, the evil wind and rain on the river have not stopped, the road to worship the mountain is muddy and rugged, and the lord of the view is in retreat and practice, the door of the view is closed, and the people are salty.

Heavy rain overnight, the day suddenly turned clear. In front of the Taihe Guanzhen Martial Arts Palace, I saw dozens of Taoist priests in scarf robes holding Taoist scarves and cloth robes, walking with Taoist swords and changing formations while dancing, and there were words in their mouths: "Heaven and earth are natural, filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan ...... are dangling." The crowd is high-pitched, and the sound shakes the tiled house.

On the stone steps in front of the main hall, a scar-faced Taoist man with a wide crown and a fat crown was condescending. I saw that his cuffs were windy, waving a cyan and white Lianzi seven-star flag, raising left and falling, and commanding the changes in the sword formation under the steps. He was thin and short, but he took advantage of the stone steps and his shoulders were high and proud, but when he looked closely, his stiff face was covered with scars. However, no one at the bottom of the Taoist priests mocked his ugly appearance, on the contrary, they were all deferential to him.

The Scarface Daoist waved his arms, shook the Seven Star Flag to the sky, and said loudly: "Senior brothers, this 'Star Scattering Sword Array' is a martial arts treasure handed down by our ancestors, and after practice, you can defeat ten with one. You have to practice diligently, and you must not bury the reputation of your grandfather!"

"Roar!" a group of Taoist priests echoed in unison.

"Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, slash demons and bind evils, kill thousands of ghosts......" The mantra became faster and faster, and the changes in the sword formation became more and more strange. The Taoist priests danced their long swords, sometimes scattered like stars, sometimes like a full moon; There is a degree of opening and closing, and the changes are regular. But no matter how the sword formation changes, the swords in the hands of the Taoist priests are always aimed in the same direction, which is very mysterious.

There is no wind on the four walls of Taihe Temple, and the sun is shining. Dozens of long swords were shining in the scorching sun, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, and the momentum was magnificent. The sound of the sword dance was brushing, and on the other hand, a towering ancient Bomo stood in the courtyard. In the past, the people worshiped and burned incense in front of the temple, and this ancient cypress was drowned in thick smoke for most of the time. At this moment, the smoke and fog dissipated to show that its branches are withered and yellow, and there is no wind to fall, and it has the meaning of decay. Under the ancient tree, all the Taoist priests made one move after another, one shape and one style were staged in turn, sweating and soaking through the Taoist clothes.

When the jackdaw returned to its nest, the sky suddenly darkened, and clouds gathered in an instant. A drizzle of rain fell vertically from the sky, like a needle. The heavy rain for several days is annoying, but it is as bitter and hot as today, and the cold rain is like looking forward to the rain for a long time, and the Taoist priests are excited and their minds are no longer on the sword array, and the enthusiasm of Fang Cai has been reduced to three points.

The Scarface Daoist excused himself and said to the Taoist priests: "Senior brothers, we have worked hard in our practice today, so let's go and rest." When the Taoist priests heard that the long sword was in the sheath, they scattered in a hurry.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, the Scarface Taoist locked the door of the temple and came to a residence in the backyard, and walked straight into the north ear room. After a quarter of an hour, he walked out again, but he added a pot of steaming fragrant tea in his hand. He walked to the main room and knocked lightly on the door, and called out in a low voice, "Master, forgive the disciple for taking the liberty of disturbing your cultivation." It was raining heavily outside, so I specially added a pot of hot tea for you to warm up. "It's pitch black inside.

Scarface raised his voice slightly: "Master, are you okay old man?" He looked around cautiously and saw that there was no one else and pushed the door in. I can't see my fingers inside. He lit a broken candle and held it in his hand, walked slowly to the inner room, and looked around by the light of the candle, when he suddenly saw a solemn bearded Taoist sitting on a high chair, and he trembled with shock, and the candle in his hand fell and extinguished to the ground.

The Scarface Daoist didn't dare to move lightly, and it took a moment to relight the candle again. He moved the candle closer, and vaguely glimpsed that the cheeks and beard had turned white, the face was like a heavy jujube, the eyes were closed, and a true qi between the eyebrows was condensed, and it was solemn and majestic.

The Scarface Daoist hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a panic: "The disciple knows that you don't like to be bothered by disciples, and this time you strayed into the quiet room, and I hope that... I hope that Master will not be strange. "How do you know that although the bearded Dao Chang saw the true qi surging on his forehead, there was no sound at all.

The Scarface Daoist knelt down for a long time before he came back to his senses, and was sure that this bearded Daoist had not woken up from his cultivation, so he was completely unsuspecting and actually got up and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! It's not in vain that I have been dormant in this barren mountain, and I have suffered all kinds of suffering, and I can finally accomplish a great thing today!" He saw that the bearded Daoist was sitting like a clock, and he knew that there would be no ordinary disciples to disturb him in the quiet room, so he acted even more recklessly, rummaging around the house indiscriminately. Whether it is the table, the cupboard drawer, or the robe and mattress, everything in the house is messed up by him, and even every brick and tile, wood and beam of the house is knocked on by him to visit.

However, the remnants of the candle are about to be exhausted, and the Scarface Daoist has found nothing. He was so annoyed that he had nothing to do for a while, so he had to open half of the window and let out a long sigh of resentment. At this time, the sky outside the window has already been rainy, the stars are bright, and when I see a bright moon lightly plucking the clouds, the spiritual light is like a water outlet, which is reflected on the gray wall of the house. The five big characters of the frontispiece of Danqing "Picking Chrysanthemums in the East Fence" are strong and powerful. The ink rhyme is lightly dyed, and the mountains are clear. An old man with quinoa holding a chrysanthemum in his hand, with a smile on his lips, half leaning and half sitting under the hedge, his jaw and beard fluttering, and his expression was radiant. The style of painting is beautiful and fascinating.

The scar-faced Taoist shifted his gaze, and his gaze was falling on this painting with the moonlight. Suddenly, the old man turned into a different appearance in the moonlight. The Scarface Daoist was greatly surprised, and stared at it carefully, as if it was a portrait of the Zhenwu Emperor sitting on his feet.

"Could it be that there is a secret hidden in this painting?" Scarface Daoist was surprised and delighted. Without waiting for him to take off the scroll and look at it, eight small characters appeared out of thin air in the blank space in the painting, which was "Watching the sky is also empty, and there is no emptiness." He read the words over and over again, and when he read them a third time, he began to feel uneasy.

It turns out that this scar-faced Taoist is in Taiheguan, in addition to practicing martial arts every day, it is also indispensable to recite scriptures in front of the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu, and he has been quite familiar with Taoist scriptures for a long time. The content of this word is clearly the words of the characters taught in the "Qingjing Sutra". The bearded Taoist always used this to exhort his disciples not to be greedy. He knew very well that the bearded Taoist was resourceful, and he had a strange temper on weekdays, and he was often unpredictable in dealing with people, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his voice when he was empty: "Oh! At this moment, the clinker suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the chair, and his palms opened and closed, and a strong palm wind had closed the window door.

It turned out that in order to cultivate the superior mental method, this bearded Dao Master had already retreated three days ago. He placed the primordial spirit in the void and extinguished, and he should have used pure qi to seal the five internal organs and six roots of the surrounding body, and the eight veins of the strange meridians. It's just that recently, he noticed a change in Taiheguan, so he deliberately kept his ears closed to prevent trouble.

As for the "East Fence Chrysanthemum Picking Picture", it is from the pen of the bearded Taoist. Before this Taoist became a monk, he was the son of an official eunuch surnamed Wang in the Tai'an realm. His father was not only an official of the imperial court, but also a master of calligraphy and painting in the dynasty, and later died in prison for the crime of treason. Since then, his family has been in dire straits, and people have withered, so he has to fall into the streets to make a living by selling paintings, wandering on the rivers and lakes for several years, but under the opportunity, a strange person pointed out that he became a monk and taught him Xuanmen martial arts. Although the bearded Taoist is late in martial arts, he has a very good understanding, and has cultivated into a master in the world in ten years, and then because of his inextricable relationship with the Wudang faction, he has accumulated prestige in the rivers and lakes.

Let's talk about this old story later, just say that the strange man not only passed on his profound martial arts, but also taught him the calligraphy and painting techniques of "yin and yang pen". This technique allows two drawings of different contents to be superimposed into one, with one painting visible to the human eye during the day and the other visible in the light at night. "Chrysanthemum Picking in the East Fence" was drawn using this technique. This picture Yang depicts the leisurely demeanor of Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuan picking chrysanthemums under the fence, and secretly paints the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu and the eight-character proverb of the book "Qingjing Sutra". Yin and Yang two paintings all express the Taoist escape from the world, pure, indifferent and full, the bearded Taoist so perennial hanging in the inner room to chat with *** and the bearded Taoist has the heart to put this painting facing the window candlestick, if there are guests visiting at night, you can be invited to appreciate the mystery in the painting, if you encounter a nuisance can also be used as a little warning and deterrence.

Besides, since the Scarface Daoist entered the house, the bearded Daoist had already heard everything that had happened. He used his true qi to gather on the top of his head, in order to rush through the Baihui acupoint and close the circuit around his body so that he could act as usual. Immediately hearing that the Scarface Daoist was about to escape, he immediately rushed through the acupoint with his internal strength, and burst out two true qi from his palms, turning them into strong wind and pushing them out. The Scarface Daoist saw that the retreat was sealed, and in a panic, his legs did not obey the call, and he tripped and fell to the ground.

"Good apprentice, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!" the bearded Daoist suddenly shouted. Scarface Daoist was shocked, but he pretended to be calm and reluctantly replied: "Hmph, it turns out that you haven't settled down, and you've been awake all the time." Your Taoist name Xuanxuzi is really worthy of your ability to "play tricks on Xuanxuan"!"

Xuan Xuozi stroked his hair and laughed: "If you want to take it, you must give it first." Being a teacher is just a matter of calculating and waiting for changes. I really dare not take this name of 'trickery'!"

Scarface was already terrified at the time, and he was thinking about how to escape. Xuan Xuozi was even more unhurried, and sneered: "I have heard that the unique secret technique of the Water Moon Spirit Palace in the rivers and lakes "Thousand Faces Transfiguration Technique" has been hidden for a long time, and I don't want to be a teacher to be lucky enough to see it today. It is rumored that the Water Moon Spirit Palace has always only had female disciples. It's good to have a game with your master and apprentice for the teacher, but I haven't seen your true face yet, so why don't you hurry up and let the teacher see the 'fang' face?"

The Scarface Daoist was shocked again, but his disguised outfit had already been recognized. It's just that the four words "a glimpse of Fangrong" came out of Xuan Xuozi's mouth, and it was clear that he deliberately said that he was humiliated as a woman, and he suddenly felt annoyed and angry in his heart. But he knew that he didn't have time to chew on the root of his tongue here, so he calmed down, and his confidence was withdrawn a lot. "Don't talk nonsense! Since you want to see it, grandpa will get to know you!" After that, he stretched out his hand to the back of his neck, and pointed five fingers at the base of his ear, and actually peeled off a face. In an instant, the appearance of this scar-faced Taoist changed greatly, and I saw that his face was full of wrinkles, roe head and monkey cheeks, and pointed ears and nose. A pair of cold-eyebrow owls were fierce and fierce, and there was a hint of evil smile hanging on the corner of their mouths. The candle flame is weird, and it is like a ghost.

Xuan Xuozi felt uncomfortable for a while when he saw his hideous appearance, and said in his heart: "This guy is so ugly, it's really not as good as his previous scarred face." The scar-faced Taoist has changed his appearance, and his temperament is even more arrogant, pointing at Xuan Xuzi and scolding: "Niubi, have you heard of grandpa's prestige as my "Night Swallow Shenxing"?"

Xuan Xuozi suddenly said secretly: It turns out that he is Qiu Rong of "Night Swallow Shenxing". This thief has made a lot of effort, his methods are obscene, and he has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, and he specializes in stealing the military genealogy of various martial arts schools for a living, so he even dares to dig up the tombs of many martial arts predecessors. I've only heard of him before, but today is the first time I've seen him. Although Xuan Xuozi knew that Qiu Rong was by no means a good type, he said lightly: "Who should I be, it turned out to be a thief who climbed over the wall and stole graves!"

Qiu Rong reported his name, but he saw that Xuan Xuozi was quite disdainful and was very angry. "Don't be verbose! I'll teach you to try grandpa's methods today, and I'll take my life!" Unexpectedly, this Qiu Rong is not a bad breed at a critical juncture, and before he finished saying the three words "accept his life", he had already pulled out the hidden Emei double thorns, and stabbed straight towards the door of Xuanxuzi with a strong step.

Xuan Xuozi's body is strong, but the soles of his feet are fast and light. He jumped and dodged the double thorns, and before his feet touched the ground, his right hand had already pulled out the Liangyi long sword hanging at the head of the bed from the scabbard, and followed by a sword "Iron Rope Hengjiang" to slash towards Qiu Rong's head.

Qiu Rong's stab just now was so strong that his breathing was uneven, so he had to reluctantly use his double stabs to block the long sword. The two soldiers were connected, and when the sound of the long cry was followed by a plop, Qiu Rong finally couldn't get his strength down, and fell to the ground hard, unable to move. He knew that he was not the opponent of Xuan Xuozi who had escaped early, and now he was forced by Xuan Xuozi's long sword, and he had received the power of this swordsmanship, and he felt that he had no will to resist.

Xuan Xuozi Jianfeng pointed at Qiu Rong's heart, stroked his beard, and shouted: "Say it quickly! You took an art investment teacher a year ago, what are your intentions to worship my disciples?"

Qiu Rong was already full of heart, but after all, he was still conscious, and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! Even if grandpa can't kill your bullnose today, someone will find your little Taoist temple sooner or later." I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this catastrophe!"

When Xuan Xuozi heard this, he secretly thought: This guy has been hiding by my side for a long time, and he has not taken action until recently, I don't know what his heart is? If I stab him to death with a sword now, I am afraid that I will not be able to figure out his plan. If he is released, I am afraid that with the character of "Yeyan Shenxing", he will come to look for trouble again. Why don't you imprison him for the time being, and then make plans after I find out what happened......

Qiu Rong saw that Xuan Xuozi was hesitant in his heart, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to use his housekeeping skills, and turned out a plum blossom needle from the bottom of his tongue and shot out. Xuan Xuzi didn't expect to dodge in a hurry, Qiu Rong took advantage of the situation to get up, flew out of the window with an arrow step, and disappeared into the vast night. Xuan Xuzi was lucky enough to avoid the hidden weapon, but when he saw that the person had fled away, he couldn't regret it. He stood by the window, facing the blue sky on a moonlit night, with a lot of thoughts.

Xuan Xuozi couldn't believe that the first disciple in his sect was actually the Night Swallow Divine Hatred, and he was disguised as a clever person. I also thought of my other disciples, most of whom were just poor people with no land at the foot of the mountain when they apprenticed a year ago. Accepting them as apprentices would save these destitute men from becoming tenant slaves. Second, he needs his disciples and followers to make a living if he prospers in Taiheguan. Third, these people can also help themselves calculate the mysterious formation. It's just that they have never had any martial arts skills before, and they are even more far from Qiu Rong.

Xuan Xuozi repeatedly speculated about what Qiu Rong said before he fled, but he was always uneasy, recalling that when he fought with him, none of the other disciples noticed it, and he was greatly disappointed in his heart, and said sadly: "Taihe is not far away from the disaster!"

In the early morning of the next day, the Taoist priests of Taihe Temple gathered in front of the Zhenwu Hall when they heard the chicken and danced. After all the Taoist priests finished arranging, they heard a squeak of the door, and the door of the Zhenwu Hall was wide open, and a Taoist with green boots suddenly walked out of the hall. This long beard with a solemn expression is the Taihe Guanguan Lord Xuanxuzi. Xuan Xuozi walked up to the disciples in a few steps, stroked a handful of beards, and said majestically: "The disciples haven't seen each other for many days, can the sword formation be refined?"

Xuan Xuozi recreated these disciples with kindness, and the disciples were even more grateful to him, and they always couldn't hide their joy when they saw the master. But this moment is not the day when the master is scheduled to leave the customs, and the disciples are full of doubts, so they throw a series of questions to Xuan Xuozi.

Xuan Xuozi did not answer most of the questions, and when a disciple asked where the senior brother was, he only said that he had something important to entrust, and sent him down the mountain early in the morning. Before the disciples finished asking all the questions, Xuan Xuozi's words changed sharply, and he said solemnly: "In the future, the teacher will personally guide you to practice the sword formation." He asked aloud: "Where is Meng Qi?"

"Disciple is here!Master!" replied in a crisp voice.

"You are the second senior brother, in the future, you will be the standard-bearer to command the sword formation, and from now on, you will be in the flag!" Xuan Xuzi handed out the seven-star flag from his cuff and ordered solemnly.

Meng Qi carefully took the flag, "But... Master, in the past, the senior brother was the standard-bearer, I'm afraid..."

"What is there to be afraid of! Although you are not as talented as your senior brother, you are honest, diligent, and upright, and as a second senior brother, you should also set an example for all your junior brothers. Besides, some people can't stand on their heels by talent alone, do you understand this truth?" Xuan Xuzi said solemnly.

"It's... Master. Meng Qiwei replied.

The Taoist priests could hear a hint of extraneous sound from the conversation between the master and the second senior brother. This made them speculate about the master's early exit and the senior brother's descent from the mountain.

Xuan Xuzi waved his long sword and said to his disciples: "The Star Scattering Sword Formation does not win with momentum, but with oddity. The number of arrays can be hundreds, or six or seven. Its essence lies in the change of separation and integration, and the change of gathering and dispersing. As long as the method is used properly, it is okay to use one as ten, and to win more with less. You should start with the practice of 'shooting stars and catching the moon', so that you can observe it as a teacher. "The Taoist priests have never seen the master so strict as he is today, and they dare not slack off in the slightest, and they will practice the formation in order according to the master's words.

Xuan Xuozi's early exit was already a self-destructive meridian, and it would take three to five days to recover his vitality. The so-called people are in danger and chaos, he knows that his skills are lost, and he sees that the fire of the disciples' "Star Scattering Sword Array" is not as pure as the furnace. Worried, he ordered his disciples to stand guard in turn, guarding the gate day and night. Since then, he has personally supervised the sword formation every day, and he has not slackened.