The rivers and lakes began to rumor a rampant young man, dressed in black and barefoot, with messy hair like a comet, he took the head of the body size of the ordinary tiger two big giant black tigers, first ran south to the Yin Xue Palace, and then rushed straight to the north Liang, along the way did not take the initiative to hurt people, the young man did not smile, neither do chivalrous and righteous deeds, nor do evil people, but if someone takes the initiative to provoke, stop on the road, so far, no one has left a whole corpse.
The black-clothed young man is like the white-clothed Luoyang of the Beimang Dynasty, unstoppable, and many stunned young people in the rivers and lakes who don't know the severity of the situation bullied him single-handedly, weighing and weighing, and felt that he could use him as a stepping stone to accumulate prestige, and most of them were torn limbs or devoured by the black tiger.
When a person and a household crossed the border, the local gate faction with a little better information did not move, warning the young juniors in the sect not to join in the fun, during which there were six or seven killers of unknown origin, who went forward one after another, and the end was particularly miserable, the young man was simply invulnerable, and he had a huge brute force, and he could lift a boat and destroy the city.
Three hundred iron horsemen galloped out of Liangzhou City to meet the black-clothed young man Xu Longxiang.
Huang Man'er returned to the empty Beiliang Palace's mansion with an expressionless face, and saw the pseudo-prince who only looked like him and had no charm in the Wutong Courtyard.
The young man didn't see his brother, nor did he see Xu Xiao, who was still patrolling the border, Huang Man'er didn't seem to know what to do, he stayed by Tingchao Lake for a while, and then went to squat in the courtyard of Wutong, no one could persuade him, and few dared to persuade him, not to mention that there was a terrifying black tiger beside the little prince.
Then Huang Man'er became irritable, seemed to find that he was lost, and then began to rampage in the Beiliang Palace, and the walls of the courtyard that had been erected layer by layer were knocked out of the holes, and no one dared to stand in front of the little prince.
The Beiliang Mansion knows that His Royal Highness the Prince has welcomed back two beautiful foreign women, the younger one lives in the Wutong Courtyard, lives in a simple place, and the one with the charm of the young woman is so beautiful that people can't wait to give birth to a pair of eyeballs, but unfortunately compared to the woman who occasionally goes to the lake for a walk, she is only on the one acre and three points of land full of reeds, never takes half a step, and the graceful figure left to everyone is mostly a glimpse, and it is difficult to let go.
After her brother's mysterious disappearance, Murong Wuzhu lived a lonely life, but she was not sad, she was under the fence of Wutong Courtyard, but fortunately, her gentle temperament brought by beating her mother's womb made her more lonely Pei Nanwei in the reeds, and it was relatively easy to be accepted by the second-class maids.
They are all outsiders who have left their hometowns, Murong Wuzhu will go to visit Pei Nanwei from time to time in the reeds of the water, today the two heard about the movement of the palace, Murong Wuzhu was busy carrying the corners of his skirt, ran out of the house, stood on the high platform and looked, he didn't see the familiar slender man, only saw a crazy barefoot young man, in addition to fear, there was also a loss that could not be concealed.
Pei Nanwei never left the house, and when she saw the depressed young woman turn around and sit down, she sighed quietly in her heart.
That prodigal son surnamed Xu, is it worth your concern so much?
Murong Wuzhu settled his mind and said softly: "Sister Pei, I saw the little prince who returned from the cultivation of Longhu Mountain, and he didn't look like him. ” Pei Nanwei asked, "Who is he your younger brother, or the king of Beiliang?"
Murong Wuzhu's face was flushed, and he lowered his head and kneaded the corners of his clothes.
Pei Nanwei looked at her and felt some envy for no reason.
A woman can be shy when she is young.
When you get older, you will be hateful.
Murong Wuzhu was afraid that he would be made fun of, so he found an excuse to leave.
Pei Nanwei did not get up to send it off, her small house belongs to the lake to fill in the water, so that it can be surrounded by reeds, in the middle of summer, the reeds are green, and several pairs of wild mandarin ducks cross their necks and float.
She walked out of the house, there was no stone slab outside, it was all mud, she took off her shoes and socks and put them in her hands, walked among the reeds that seemed to be isolated from the world, and looked up gently to the north.
It was Yuan Zuozong who only led dozens of horsemen to rush back urgently, and Huang Man'er recognized him as the son of the king of Beiliang.
Outsiders don't know what Yuan Zuozong said, the little prince immediately quieted down, dozens of fine horsemen didn't have time to eat, so they went out of the house and out of the city, all the way non-stop, to the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xu Longxiang ran barefoot all the way, and the speed was still better than the galloping horse.
The last time His Royal Highness the Prince came down to Wudang, only the old master taught Wang Chonglou to go down the mountain to welcome guests, today under the Xuanwu Dangxing four-character archway, there is only a young man in a simple Taoist robe, Yuan Zuozong and this Taoist priest surnamed Li nodded, dismounted and stood still.
Huang Man'er may have stayed with the small Taoist temple in Longhu Mountain for a long time, and got along with the old heavenly master day and night, and was not disgusted with the Taoist, but felt close, and climbed the mountain quietly, and when he arrived at the peak of the Little Lotus Peak, the Taoist priest Li Yuaxe was no longer close to the turtle camel monument, and the black-clothed young man and the giant tiger with a black body came to the cliff together.
Here, a red-clothed man soared.
Here, Hong Xixiang took matters into his own hands and threatened with heaven and earth to preach for another 300 years.
Since this Taoist priest who became an earth immortal in less than thirty is the reincarnation of Lu Zu, and even more so the reincarnation of Qi Xuanjiao, the Zhenwu Emperor on the proverb is obviously someone else.
Under the seat of Qi Zhenren, who has been dyed in the Dao for a long time on the demon slaying platform, the black tiger is irritable, and he is extremely tame when he arrives here, lying on the ground, don't forget that Hong Xixiang is not only the reincarnation of Lu Zu, but also the reincarnation of Qi Xuanjiao, Hong Xixiang is the old master of the black tiger, the black tiger is psychic, and he has supernatural powers, so he shook his head and whimpered.
Li Yuaxe stood in the distance, seeing this scene, it was also sad, for him, Uncle Xiao is a well-deserved immortal figure, with outstanding style, Li Yuaxe respects the master, but worships the little uncle.
If the Hongzhang Sect didn't ascend, how good it would be to form an immortal couple with the woman in red and practice in the world.
Suddenly, Xu Longxiang clenched his hands into fists and raised his head to the sky and wailed.
The black tiger also roared.
The earth shakes and the mountains shake.
With the catharsis of Xu Longxiang, the qi machine smashed into the middle of the lake like a flying stone out of the sky, surging and scattering, and the new junior uncle Li Yuaxe, who had not been on the mountain for a few years, floated like a boat in the sea, swaying, but not falling.
Greeting up the mountain and sending it down, Li Yuaxe sighed as he looked at the man and the tiger following the iron horse away.
The younger brother is already so domineering, presumably His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who can't even subdue his uncle, is really as lawless as rumored, and when he knows that he is going up the mountain, it seems that he has to find an excuse not to see him.
Li Yuaxe himself did not know that before Hong Xixiang was dissolved, there was a "Wudang Dangxing, Dangxing in the Jade Axe" eight-character last words, his master Yu Xingrui picked up him in the East China Sea such a fisherman orphan as an apprentice, although he placed a heavy trust, but did not do the stupid thing of pulling out the seedlings to help grow, and Wudang Mountain has been in the same vein for hundreds of years, and he likes it naturally.
In recent years, Li Yuaxe in addition to following the teachers and uncles to cultivate, twice in the morning and dusk in the main peak palace square to lead the boxing, but also responsible for feeding the green cattle, taking care of the waterfall side of the vegetable garden, even the teacher uncle to make friends Qi Xianxia of the secluded bamboo house, also handed over to him to clean, every day to still a few peaks, just the distance is fifty or sixty miles of mountain road, there are six Taoist temples, many of the little Taoist children who have done their homework like to wait for the rabbit, help the little uncle to lead the cattle and herd the cattle, just to listen to the little uncle say some people and things under the mountain.
Buddhism does not depend on people according to law, Taoist cultivation and cultivation of nature, Li Yuaxe has not been to the Taoist ancestral court Longhu Mountain, which has suppressed Wudang Mountain for hundreds of years, and only feels that it makes sense that the little uncle in charge of the sect is reluctant to go down the mountain, everyone is blind date here, and the scenery is good.
He still clearly remembers the first and last time he chatted with Uncle Xiaoshi, at that time, Uncle Zhang's master was in the middle of the day, riding a crane down the country, flying a sword for thousands of miles to town dragons and tigers, cutting off the luck of several countries, and entering and exiting in Tai'an City like no one, no one in the world dared to despise Wudang Mountain.
Li Yuaxe was taken to Little Lotus Peak by his master, and his palms were sweaty.
The master didn't say anything to comfort him, but just laughed all the way.
When I arrived at the waist of the mountain, I bumped into the palm of the cow basking in the sun, after the master left, Uncle Hong beckoned to him, and the two sat on the shady boulder at the bottom of the tree, and the little uncle saw that he was cramped, and said with a smile: "When you first went up the mountain, I should have picked you up, but unfortunately I was not on the mountain at that time." ” Li Yuaxe was very nervous, sat upright, shook his head and said, "Don't dare." ” The young master who is not yet thirty years old Wen Sheng: "I remember when I was a child up the mountain, it happened to snow heavily, a goose feather snow, how to sweep can not be clean, the senior brother stood under the archway and waited for us, I thought it was the Wudang Taoist priest who made a big snowman piled up over there, the senior brother smiled, shook off the snowflakes, I knew that it was a living person, startled, almost cried.
At that time, the master who was behind my back reprimanded my senior brother for a long time, and my senior brother was not annoyed, and when I turned my head to look at him secretly when I went up the mountain, he laughed. ” "Your master knows everything well.
Meng Xi's hexagram, Jingfang's flexibility, Xun Shuang's rise and fall, Deng Xuan's Xuanchen, Yu Xuan's Najia, he all studied the righteousness, and finally cultivated the rhubarb court, he said to me, the ancient monks cultivated the gods, full of fun, and then refining qi, and then refining, the more works, the farther away from the Tao.
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Cultivating one's life without cultivating one's nature is the first disease of cultivation.
He also said that my generation of Taoist cultivators is no different from martial arts.
But the senior brother said a lot, and I didn't understand it at the time, but fortunately he didn't blame him. ” "There are also things I don't understand" "What you say, haha, is very much like me.
Later, when I saw His Royal Highness the Prince, I remembered that I also said like this, that guy had soft ears, so he ate this set.
By the way, Jade Axe, you're a good name. ” "Back to the palm of the sect, it was the master who helped to get it."
"Your master has great knowledge, deep cultivation, and does not show mountains and waters, you have to cherish it."
"Hmm" "Jade Axe, do you want to cultivate immortality?"
"Boss, I haven't thought about this yet."
"There's no need to rush to answer, I'll just ask casually."
"I'll report back to the head when I've figured it out."
"Just call me Uncle Junior, come, teach you a set of boxing and swordsmanship.
When you learn it, you can go down the mountain. ” "Uncle Xiao, you say, I'll listen attentively."
Li Yuaxe, who recalled the past, was idle and a little sentimental, so he walked leisurely all the way, and walked to the main hall of the main peak, and saw the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor, Li Yuaxe looked at it many times, and lost his mind again and again.
This time was no exception.
I look at Zhenwu, and Zhenwu looks at me.
On the border of Beiliang, 10,000 dragon elephant iron horsemen are ready to go, and the iron armor is sensen.
Xu Xiao, who was wearing a set of old armor, stood in front of the army, pointed in the direction of Beimang to the black-clothed young man beside him, and said softly, "Go pick up your brother." ” Huang Man'er seemed to be smiling innocently, but she was full of bloody and heroic.
Xu Xiao turned around and asked with a smile: "Dragon Elephant Army, do you dare to drive straight into a thousand miles?"
Soldiers boiling: "Fight to the death" The young man rode the black tiger, took out a ribbon, raised his hands and wrapped around it, and tied the shawl to disperse.
The movements are exactly the same as his brother's.
To be continued: