A master will pay attention to qi, a dynasty will have luck, and a sect will also have a weather.
The world's Taoist sect is three-legged, Longhu Mountain is valued by the Liyang Dynasty, and has been the leader of the Taoist system for hundreds of years, and the four heavenly masters are more mysterious than one another, and Longhu Mountain has many geniuses, almost every other generation will emerge one or two unborn geniuses who are expected to be in charge.
In the past 100 years, Ge Hong, who wrote Taiji Jindan, denounced Wai Dan as a side-by-side mantra, sprinkled 200,000 mantras, pointed the spearhead at Wudang, and criticized the Danding faction of Wudang to the point of incompleteness.
Fifty years ago, there was a Qi Xuanjiao who single-handedly slaughtered the six protectors of the Demon Gate, but it was a pity that until he was feathered in the Demon Slaying Platform in Longhu Mountain, this real person had never competed with Wang Xianzhi, otherwise the number one in the world would not be empty.
Thirty years ago, a protector of the country who was good at the Inner Dan Avenue was born, and the life span of the old emperor was forcibly changed for a full fifteen years, and it is rumored that it is the method of exchanging life for life.
Ten years ago, Buddhism and Taoism carried out a debate that lasted for hundreds of days, and was finally turned out by an unknown Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain to cover the coffin, the tongue is bright lotus, the teachings are extremely exquisite, and the two Zen temples that have won can only admit defeat.
And Wudang It seems that there have been no people and things that can be used for a hundred years.
Where did the grandeur come from?
If it weren't for Wang Chonglou's construction of the Rhubarb Garden, I am afraid that this mountain, in addition to the pious Beiliang pilgrims, would have been forgotten by the world, and there are still large and small lotus peaks, jade pillars, and that Xuanwu Dangxing.
Hong Xixiang said today that he followed Song Zhiming, the longest-lived senior brother on the mountain, to make alchemy, but it was not Qingyun Peak with the scale of the Dan furnace, but on the Little Lotus Peak, only a half-person high bronze furnace, which consumed not much charcoal and sulfur pill stones, did not pick a good day and said, did not build an altar and paint a basket, and did not set up those ancient mirrors of swords to suppress evil and exorcise demons, it didn't seem like a posture of refining a good pill to outsiders, but Song Zhiming was very nervous, and he paid more attention than on Qingyun Peak, squatting on the ground to personally control the fire.
The two white eyebrows drooped to the ground without paying attention.
Song Zhiming is so old, there are countless alchemies, many of them have been sent to the hands of dignitaries and dignitaries through various channels and channels, and even the royal relatives in the capital, "Zhiming Dan" has a good reputation in the dynasty, but the old man knows that his alchemy is like a cultivator, and his surname is limited, but he is extremely poor in manpower and material resources, and there is a lack of yin and yang harmony, so when Taiji Jindan came out, Song Zhiming only smiled bitterly, and he wanted to refute but was helpless.
But after the little junior brother went up the mountain, he read all the classics, and he was stunned that he walked out of a new road, not confined to the inner and outer dan, and cultivated both inside and outside, so these years of alchemy, it was not Song Zhiming who taught Hong Xixiang how to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger to regulate the five elements, but the senior brother was willing to make a fire burning Taoist boy for the little junior brother.
In the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, this bull riding is the most idle, but in the eyes of all the senior brothers, Hong Xixiang is the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor who is really expected to turn the tide, four thousand words to participate in the deed alchemy method, in the eyes of Wang Chonglou, the master of the sect, is completely the most wonderful secret book of the Daomen in the past five hundred years, where is it teaching people to alchemy, it is simply teaching people how to get the supreme avenue Wang Chonglou will never shy away from saying that it is the four thousand words that make him give birth to the confidence to practice the rhubarb court.
There are also boxing techniques like Xu Fengnian learned to the hand, which clearly combines the highest level of jade pillar heart method and Wudang swordsmanship, and it is not found in the attic of the scriptures as Hong Xixiang said, but by this young uncle and ancestor in the boring divination, which is the most in line with the way of heaven.
How did the young Taoist priest who rode the bull know how shocking his actions were, I am afraid that he knew, with the timid surname that he was scolded by His Royal Highness the Prince every day as a turtle with a shrunken head, he just nagged that the mountain is too scary, and I will not go down the mountain until I am killed before I become the first in the world.
Hong Xixiang frowned and stared at the Dan furnace, suddenly pulled up Senior Brother Song, and shouted: "Withdraw" Song Zhiming knew that something was wrong, no matter how precious a furnace of pills that cost countless gold and silver was, it was comparable to the little junior brother's sleeves and immediately rolled up his sleeves, and he took Hong Xixiang and floated back quickly.
With a roar, the Dan furnace exploded.
The entire Wudang heard this loud sound that pierced the eardrums, and the Taoist temples and palaces on all the peaks could see a thick green smoke rising up, and they didn't make a fuss, and continued to work after looking up and seeing this smoke.
Ha, our uncle and ancestor are naughty again.
The two junior brothers of Little Lotus Peak were very embarrassed, and the cuffs of Song Zhiming's robe became rags, so they finally protected the culprit's junior brother.
Hong Xixiang ran to feel sorry for the bronze Dan furnace, this furnace was forged by his own hands little by little, not to mention the number of pilgrims in Wudang over the years, the mountain is notoriously short of money, if it weren't for Senior Brother Song in Qingyun Peak who didn't miss any good furnace alchemy, he would have been so poor that the bell would have rang, and the two sleeves of the breeze would really be only two sleeves of the breeze left.
After all, Wudang is not Longhu Mountain.
Although it is not difficult to be self-sufficient on this mountain, but no matter how many things you do, you really have to be powerless, Hong Xixiang is simple-minded, but it does not mean that he is a fool who does not understand the world, if he takes returning to the basics as naïve, then there is really no smart person in the world.
Why did the senior brother invite His Royal Highness the Prince to come to Wudang, Hong Xixiang was naturally clear, but he was not as annoyed and repelled as Senior Brother Wang.
Hong Xixiang squatted and saw a puddle of mud pills in the broken furnace, stretched out two fingers and picked them up a little, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said with a sad face: "It's still far away."
Third Senior Brother, it seems that I am going to borrow your stove, don't scold me when the time comes, Senior Brother Xiao Wang will not let him go to his bamboo forest, if you go to Qingyun Peak again, alas. ” Song Zhiming, who was kind and kind, looked at the little junior brother with a sad face, and laughed: "It's easy to say." ” Hong Xixiang suddenly looked at the sky, stunned.
Song Zhiming remembered a small incident many years ago, and quipped: "Little junior brother, you have been close to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World this year, why, if the girl in red surnamed Xu is not mistaken, the girl who was wrapped in red on a snowy day back then, and your eyes were straight." ” Hong Xixiang smiled bitterly and said: "Third Senior Brother, even you are here, and now only Senior Brother Xiao Wang is left and he doesn't laugh at me."
I was fourteen years old at the time, and I knew something. ” Song Zhiming smiled and asked, "How old are you this year?"
Hong Xixiang, who never remembered this, pinched his fingers very carefully and calculated, "Twenty-four twenty-five" Song Zhiming smiled playfully: "Then you remember clearly that you saw that girl at the age of fourteen."
Hong Xixiang stopped talking and continued to stare at the sky in a daze.
That year, the Beiliang Wangfu was headed by Xu Xiao of the Great Pillar Kingdom, and nearly 100 people climbed the mountain, at that time, the Great Pillar Kingdom had just stepped on half of the rivers and lakes, and everyone in the world was gloating and waiting for the Beiliang Iron Horse to crush the past with Wudang, but did not expect this trip up the mountain, Xu Xiao did not want to demolish the archway of Xuanwu Dangxing, but just burned incense, from a small group of people he brought to Wudang, it can be known that it was the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu who was growing up at the beginning of cardamom, and the second daughter Xu Weixiong, who was famous for his poetry and literary talent, Xu Fengnian, who was inexplicably yin, and Xu Longxiang, who was always stupid.
After going up the mountain, the four children of Dazhuguo played indiscriminately, among which Xu Weixiong was the most arrogant, and carved the words "three thousand miles of hair" behind the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, crooked, but it was already in the belly, Wudang couldn't cry or laugh after learning about it, and he didn't even dare to say half a sentence.
Sister Xu Zhihu didn't do anything out of the ordinary, wandered around, and finally saw a "little road boy" riding a bull.
At the first time they met, she asked, "Hey, little Taoist, how old are you?"
The little Taoist boy on the back of the green cow blushed and thought for a long time, and when he was sure of his age, the girl in red, who was particularly eye-catching in the snow, had already walked away impatiently.
Only Hong Xixiang, who was already the youngest uncle of Wudang at that time, muttered: "Fourteen." ” The second time they met, it was she who was about to marry Jiangnan, who was thousands of miles away.
Cranes hovering, a fairyland on earth.
Near the Turtle Camel Monument of Little Lotus Peak, she saw Hong Xixiang and asked with a smile: "Hey, little Taoist, how boring it is on this mountain, or how interesting it would be for you to marry me." ” He still blushed, unable to utter a word.
Later, there was no more, and we never met again.
He only knew that her name was Xu Zhihu, and she liked to wear a dazzling red dress, and in the end, he just heard her say to herself, "I really want to ride the yellow crane".
Hong Xixiang pinched his fingers again, making an exception for two calculations a day.
I'm calculating whether I can go down the mountain in this life.
In the calculation of whether to ride the crane down the south of the Yangtze River.
He didn't know that such a descending mountain from which no one had ever come before or after him would definitely be regarded as an immortal.
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At the top of Wudang Mountain, dark clouds shrouded in thunder, and thunder can be faintly heard.
Hong Xixiang suddenly raised his head and stood up, looking in the direction of Hanging Immortal Peak
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