Wudang Thirty-six Palace, with the highest Taixu Palace on the Big Lotus Peak, the eaves are called Da Gengjiao, because of the hanging of a sword that once belonged to the immortal Lu Dongxuan and the name of the world, at this time wearing a young Taoist priest who is very different from the Wudang Taoist robe, sitting near the sword of Lu Jianxian, at the foot is a long ladder, the Taoist priest with a clear face is carrying a wooden barrel is repainting the eaves of the big Gengjiao that is mottled with paint, it is the Qi Xianxia of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, looking at it, the clouds and mist are rolling, the wind is rolling and the waves are rolling, the seventy-two peaks of Wudang are like a fairy island on the sea, relaxed and happy, With the melodious morning bell on the mountain in his ears, Qi Xianxia was a little distracted for a while.
These sons lived in Wudang Mountain, bent on winning the Wudang Sect who rode the green ox, and the number of hands was very small, and they were mostly forced to fight with the timid Taoist priest, but they also benefited a lot unintentionally.
I heard that Da Gengjiao was going to paint, thinking that there was a fairy sword that he had been fascinated by since he was a child, so he promised the lazy goods surnamed Hong to work, these details, Qi Xianxia never cared, and was not afraid of being criticized by the Heavenly Master's Mansion.
Thinking of this, Qi Xianxia lost his mind slightly, this Wudang Mountain is really not the same as the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it is simply too much to fight with people and the world, there are occasional disputes, all of which are trivial things that make Qi Xianxia disdainful, in this regard, Qi Xianxia did not make a vain evaluation, just tilted his head and glanced at Lu Dongxuan's sword, the name of the sword cannot be verified, there is no record in the Taoist classics, only some street talk and alleys have privately given this fairy sword some names similar to "slaying dragons" and "Qingxiao", it sounds very imposing, of course Qi Xianxia will not believe it, But this immortal sword originally did not have a scabbard, Lu Dongxuan once said, "Only heaven and earth, can make this sword and sword clothes", sword clothes, that is, scabbards.
But at this time, the ancient sword has a peachwood scabbard, which is vulgar and unbearable, Qi Xianxia remembered this stubble, and really couldn't cry or laugh, some time ago I asked the palm teacher surnamed Hong, and the guy twisted and pinched to tell the truth, Qi Xianxia knew that it was this surnamed Hong who made a scabbard for the fairy sword when he was young, as for the reason, the young master refused to say that he was killed.
If it is in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the relics of Lu Zhenren have long been hidden in the main hall and enshrined, with layers of talismans blessings, not to mention adding sheaths without authorization, it is rare to see each other, and if you take 10,000 steps back, if you really want to find a sword room for the fairy sword, at least you have to have a python rubber band to meet the identity.
In this Wudang Mountain, there are too few rules.
Qi Xianxia looked down, the surname Hong is boxing, this young man is followed by nearly a hundred Wudang Taoist priests who practice boxing, both old and young, at first and the bull riding boxing is just some fun sweeping children, over time, by several old Taoist priests smacked out of the ancient rhyme and high wind, every morning bell and dusk drum twice came to the Taixu Palace to follow the practice, the bull riding of this set of boxing is flat, pure nature, overall, the boxing is a big trap small circle, a big ring and a small circle, like a spring silkworm thread continuously.
Qi Xianxia has never seen this set of boxing, and later mentioned that it was the surname Hong who watched the bell and beat the drum on the mountain all the year round and pioneered, although Qi Xianxia has learned the sword since he was a child, but Wanchuan enters the sea, and naturally knows the goods, this fist is full of thousands of pounds, pulling a large frame like a shroud of the sky, and entering the small potential is mustard seed Na Sumeru, not to mention how the actual combat effect is, the most important thing is that the intention is transcendent, Qi Xianxia is inevitably a little jealous of this guy's talent roots, this lazy guy never goes to practice martial arts and cultivation hard, and he does not dare to slack off for a moment.
On the square, the young master of the flowing water slowly withdrew his fists, and the rest of the Taoist priests moved in the same way, and they were already two or three points like gods.
An old Taoist priest stepped forward to discuss with the palm teacher, and praised this boxing for a long time, but it will be able to walk on the ice in the abyss but not move like a mountain hitting the water and have eight wilderness in his heart, the young master of the teacher listened to it and did not blush, and said with a smile Where is it, the old Taoist priest is worried and said that if this set of boxing is something that everyone can learn on the mountain, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be stolen by outsiders under the mountain.
Zhangjiao shook his head and said with a smile, it is not in the way, this set of boxing methods is better than maintaining health and nourishing the spirit, one more person learns, and Wudang will have more merit.
The old Taoist priest smiled, no longer worrying about the sky, what does it matter if he is young, this open-mindedness, how could he have lost to the Heavenly Master's Mansion Hong Xixiang saw Qi Xianxia carrying the wooden barrel down the ladder, ran over to help take the wooden barrel, and walked down the mountain side by side to the Little Lotus Peak, some sweeping boys in the square saw it, and called a pride in his heart, look, what's wrong with the little heavenly master, it's not that we have been taught to impress Qi Xianxia doesn't care about these careful thoughts, on the way down the mountain, Hong Xixiang led the green ox, which is still the leisurely hanging of the horns, and the other horn is hung on the barrel, shaky, very funny.
He said with a smile: "When you are boxing, I feel that the ancient sword resonates with you, when you leave Wudang and tell me, I will give you the sword, if you feel embarrassed, you should borrow it." ” Qi Xianxia didn't like to be angry, and reprimanded: "The relics of Lu Zu are the weapons of your Wudang town for five hundred years, how can it be a child's play, and if you say it, you will send it."
Hong Xixiang said disapprerovingly: "Didn't you say it, borrow you." ” Qi Xianxia snorted coldly, "Don't bring it up again." ” Hong Xixiang said with emotion: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is still bold, if it weren't for Xiaodao hugging his thigh and begging bitterly when he went down the mountain, you wouldn't have seen this sword." ” Qi Xianxia was indifferent to this, but said sincerely: "The world outside the box is full, and the sword qi inside is long.
Lu Zu's demeanor back then can be seen. ” Hong Xixiang muttered: "Lu Zu has told the emperor to bear his own luck, and not to disturb the monarch's way of making great efforts to govern the country.
In ancient times, the monks caused disasters and attracted national disasters, all because of the fact that the immortals entered the dynasty and cultivated the law for the sake of profit.
Like your uncle Zhao Danping, who preached in the capital, participated in the Jiao affairs in the palace, and heard that he wrote a chapter for Tianzun, and his rhetoric was gorgeous, so he was called a bachelor of green words by the people of the capital.
It may not be that it will open up trouble for the Taoist system. ” Qi Xianxia was probably a shame for His Holiness, even if he had quite an objection to the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master Zhao Danping's move, his face was still flat and noncommittal.
Hong Xixiang took Qi Xianxia to the thatched hut where the prince of Beiliang lived when he practiced swords, the vegetable garden outside the house was full of greenery, this year he was taking care of it, picked a cucumber, wiped off the fine thorns, put it in his mouth and bitten, the young master sighed and sighed, remembered the slender woman who carried the mountain on her back, remembered that she was praised by Xiao Wang Senior Brother as a sword intent under the Da Gengjiao, for the grievances and hatred between His Royal Highness the Prince and her, he was an outsider, and always felt that he saw flowers in the fog, if His Royal Highness the Prince didn't care about her, Hong Xixiang didn't believe it, For the servant girl who is so arrogant that some things are unreasonable, His Royal Highness has eaten deflated many times, and the woman under the mountain is an old mother.
Hong Xixiang looked up at the sky and muttered, "This princess of Taiping, life is really not peaceful. ” Qi Xianxia stood outside the vegetable garden, looked at the young man who sighed, and asked, "When do you plan to go down the mountain?"
Hong Xixiang said helplessly: "Don't dare." ” Qi Xianxia said calmly: "I dare to give Lu Zu's sword to outsiders, but I don't dare to go down the mountain."
Hong Xixiang was silent, as timid as ever.
Qi Xianxia sneered: "I'm afraid that I will miss Xuanwu and be ashamed of the ancestors and those senior brothers on the mountain."
Hong Xixiang shook his head and said, "No." ” Qi Xianxia turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "This debate on the top of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, do you go or not?"
Hong Xixiang lowered his head and pinched his fingers, and said, "Rong Xiaodao will do the math." ” Qi Xianxia sneered: "What's it, no matter what, no matter how you count it, you won't go down the mountain, why bother deceiving yourself." ” The young master with a good temper who was breathtakingly good-natured said softly: "Let go of your fart" Qi Xianxia laughed and left.
Beiliang border stop, the giant town is heavily armed, and the iron cavalry is brave.
This sandstorm rises suddenly, which can be called a river of gravel as big as a bucket, and it walks with the wind all over the ground.
As far as the city can see, it is full of dust and tyranny, revealing the desolation unique to the side plugs.
But in this kind of chaos, there is still a white dress out of the city, and there is a graceful woman with a black veil on her face sitting next to her, leading the horse in white clothes, and the shelves are placed very low and very low, I really don't know who deserves this honor in the six major male towns on the border.
The feminine temperament is out of the dust, holding a "plucked instrument first" pipa, facing the storm, looking away, you can see a tornado rushing to the sky, she sits on the horse, and her voice is cold and soft: "The emperor's private indulgence in the north is out of the city, you are not afraid that the king of Beiliang will have a gap in your righteous son" The man in white still led the horse slowly, silently.
Around where people and horses go, wind and sand are not allowed to enter.
The woman in black gauze and black clothes wearing a pair of snow-white embroidered shoes also fell silent.
Bai Yi finally spoke: "Chen Zhibao only knows that Beimang immediately drums Fan Bainu to enter the city, and he doesn't know that Beimang Qingluan County Lord is out of the city." ” The woman in black clothes and white embroidered shoes smiled when she spoke, "How dare the white slave be called the first hand, Xun Zigang's right hand is fierce and incomparable, and the iron riding is prominent, Zu Qingshan's left hand is pressed through the strings, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, so that they can be regarded as pipa everyone." ” The man smiled lightly: "It's true that these two people are good at twisting together, but the pattern is monotonous, so it's not as good as Miss Fan's self-lyrics, self-playing, and self-enjoyment, and they understand it thoroughly." ” The woman who couldn't see her face clearly under the veil turned her head to look at the man in white, this giant of the art of war who made her not hesitate to risk herself into the territory of Beiliang, acted really unusually, and her trip to Beiliang, which had a clear purpose, was dragged into an ambiguous situation by him.
Gritting her teeth, she said in a deep voice: "General, Bai Nu can ensure that Beimang will have a place for you in the future, which is only higher than that of the Liyang Dynasty."
Chen Zhibao shook his head slightly and said, "Then it's boring." ” The woman with a special identity frowned and said: "The general is sure that Beimang will lose, and the general can make another meritorious service that is not inferior to the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Beiliang Iron Cavalry can indeed be invincible, but there is a court to control the elbows, and it will not be able to be used for nearly twenty years, but if the general enters Beimang to take charge of the army, the slave family can guarantee that the general can have no scruples, is there anything more interesting in the world than being the enemy of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry Once the pacification of Beiliang is calm, the general will go south and drive straight in, there is Gu Jiantang, and the king of Yan and Guangling, the Spring and Autumn War situation reappears, and the general turns the world upside down with the power of one person, Wouldn't it be nice to know that my Beimang Emperor's ambition is far greater than that of your Zhao family."
The white-clothed Chen Zhibao seemed unmoved, and said with a smile: "When did Miss Fan learn to draw cakes to satisfy her hunger?"
” The woman was first angry, and then overjoyed, but did not strike while the iron was hot, lowered her head and stretched out her hand to twist the strings of the pipa, and suddenly the silver bottle burst like a cracked silk, and the sound quality was sonorous, and she sang softly: "The young man will fly immediately at fifteen, and he will not return to his head in vain."
Don't go back to the yellow sand rolling stone roll to ride alone, the flat business atmosphere is now said to be decadent, and the iron clothes are like snow and war drums, when will the overlord in white return" Chen Zhibao listened to it in his ears and laughed at it.
The woman put away the pipa, Jin Shi's voice was gone, and she said with a smile: "Maybe in this life, I am destined to distinguish between the general and the enemy, but I can look at Chen Baiyi in front of the battle, and the slave family is born at the right time." ” Chen Zhibao nodded and released the reins.
The woman did not make a gesture of affection for children, and said softly: "Since the general is unwilling to make a decision for the time being, then the slave family is waiting for the general to sit on 300,000 iron cavalry in Beiliang." ” Chen Zhibao smiled and said, "Miss Fan thinks too much. ” The woman did not refute, bent down and reached out as if she wanted to touch Chen Baiyi's cheek.
Chen Zhibao didn't dodge, but she retracted her hand without touching it, straightened her waist and didn't dare to face him, turned her head and said bitterly: "The general forgives the slave family for being rude." ” There are three Beimang Pipa holy hands, Xun Zigang has a right hand, Zu Qingshan has a left hand, after all, Fan Bainu's hands are not low.
Chen Zhibao smiled and patted the horse's buttocks and did not see him off again.
The horses galloped away.
Chen Baiyi, whose heart was like water, turned his head and squinted at the Xu Ziwang Banner at the head of the city, stunned.
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Who is saying this heinous proverb, Huang Longshi As everyone knows, Huang Sanjia, who was full of nonsense and leaking heavenly secrets, was dozens of miles away at this time, forcing a poor acid ranger to chase the tornado and practice swords frantically.
Chen Zhibao walked back to the border city, his face expressionless
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