Huishan Sisters Waterfalls are layer upon layer, and when the last waterfall pours down, the water is extremely heavy, and the booming sound can be heard half a mile away, but there is a young man sitting under it, with his upper body exposed, carrying the torrent with his back, The skin of the whole body was shocked from red to purple. In the misty mist, a rainbow was reflected above the man's head. The area around the big water pool was densely covered with moss, with beautiful trees and sparse trees, and the scenery was beautiful. A middle-aged Taoist priest appeared and disappeared without disturbing any hidden posts in Huishan. He came to the waterfall and looked at the young man from a distance. Yuan Tingshan, a swordsman who used poison to fight poison to heal his wounds, was delayed in his practice. His eyes were dark, but a simple knife tied to his wrist with a rope jumped out of the water like a green dragon. With one hand, he can make moves to kill the enemy at any time, Yuan Tingshan's cautiousness can be seen. It's just that when Yuan Tingshan saw the face of the visitor, he knelt down on the boulder by the pool and said in a loud voice, "Yuan Tingshan from Julu has seen the immortal elder , the Immortal Chief of Yunjin Mountain rewarded several fairy fruits with great kindness, and Yuan will remember it in his heart."
The middle-aged Taoist who fished once every ten years in Longhu Mountain waved his hand and said, "The poor Taoist just came to Daxueping, Huishan to see Xuanyuan Jingcheng off. Seeing that your performance has gone astray, and it was too late to heal your internal injuries, so you took the liberty to do so. Don't blame the poor." It’s too much to do.”
Yuan Tingshan showed a mouthful of white teeth with a smile, and said, "Yuan dare not!"
The Taoist saw the young man's words were extremely respectful, but his right hand kept pressing the handle of the knife. He didn't take it seriously, but just laughed it off, and said with a little emotion: "Julu is a place where all directions converge. If Kunlun is the head of a dragon, Donghai City is a dragon. At the end, the huge deer is the dragon horn, and the people here are either big treacherous and evil people, or great sages and sages, there are very few mediocre people."
Yuan Tingshan half-kneeled on the boulder, looked straight at the Taoist, and said slowly: "Yuan Tingshan is short-sighted and doesn't know these ways, but he just couldn't stay in Julu, so he came out to beg for food. The master must be proficient in prophecy and latitude, so the immortal elder is an old senior in the Tianshi's mansion?"
The middle-aged Taoist shook his head. He didn't play tricks, but said frankly: "Although the poor Taoist's surname is Zhao, he didn't come from Tianshi's residence. He just took advantage of the blessed land of Longhu Mountain to cultivate Taoism. He didn't care about world affairs. Seek some positive blessings for your descendants and accumulate some negative virtues. Therefore, the Taoist heart is not pure, and I have been doing nothing for some years."
Although Yuan Tingshan was vulgar and didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, he was also clever, and he was able to hide his disappointment when he heard that the Taoist was not a nobleman of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Where is it that ordinary people in my life can make wild guesses."
The plain-looking Taoist took out a yellowed book from his sleeve, and threw it to Yuan Tingshan. His voice was soft, not like Yuan Tingshan's, but his voice was clearly audible amidst the roar of the waterfall. Poor, "Xuanyuan respected the city for self-seeking catastrophe, but in fact, after the last thunder that was as thick as a mountain, there was still a soul left, so Pindao just said to see him off. After careful calculation, Pindao and you Meeting at Yunjin Mountain, your murderous spirit frightened away the jiao salamander in the pool that was about to turn into a dragon. It was a fate. I met several people. Only you were willing to eat the wild fruit known as heart-killing in a bamboo basket. It was another fate. Poor The Tao of Taoism is the most boring word Yingu, which is almost the same as the wild fox Zen of the Buddhist sect. If you have a predestined relationship, you need to get rid of it. Today, I will bring you a book from Xuanyuan Jingcheng. The experience of practicing martial arts that has been forged for hundreds of years is not limited to sword techniques, you can progress step by step."
Yuan Tingshan took over the notebook with yellowed pages at the beginning and became more and more new as it went on. In the last dozen or so pages, he could even smell the fragrance of ink, and his body trembled involuntarily. Yuan Tingshan is not a fledgling Luzhi ranger who only knows how to accumulate a false name. He has been fascinated by Huishan where the people gather together, and he is familiar with the world. What's more, Huishan is mixed with fish and dragons. The land gods who mastered mysteries in the past dynasties are not counted. They have always become more fierce and powerful with each generation, and it is not said that whoever lives longer will definitely be more arrogant. The Wudang Mountain who competes with dragons and tigers for the leader of the Taoist sect, young The head teacher has entered Tianxiang, so Song Zhiming, the alchemy master who has lived for 150 years, has ever entered the Vajra Realm? Therefore, whether martial arts secrets are good or not is the same as chess records. The more old antiques are hundreds of years ago, the less valuable they are. Not to mention one Xuanyuan Qingfeng, even if ten were exchanged, Yuan Tingshan wouldn't even look at it!
But Yuan Tingshan, who was cold by nature, was startled with a dignified expression. He carefully put the book into his arms, stood up and bent down to show his solemnity, then raised his head and asked, "What does the Immortal Master want Yuan Tingshan to do? You can go to the mountain of swords and the sea of fire." ! Although Yuan Tingshan is a penniless pauper, the promise he uttered on the premise of your love and my willingness is really worth some money."
The middle-aged Taoist said straight to the point: "If a tiger adds wings, there will be chaos. You have already met the son of Beiliang. The poor Taoist does not want you to kill him, but you only need to eradicate his wings. You have read Xuanyuan Dapan's cultivation experience Afterwards, it can be used as a sharpening for martial arts."
Yuan Tingshan laughed loudly, "The Immortal Elder has suffered a great loss from this deal. With Yuan Tingshan's bad temper, no matter what kind of prince he is, it is the King of Beiliang or the Emperor. As long as he offends Lao Tzu, he will kill him." Chop off the horse!"
The middle-aged Taoist appeared in a strange trance, turned his head to look at the big snowy plain after the catastrophe, and murmured: "There are 80,000 characters in the world, and only one word can kill people the most."
The word love can be misleading.
Love words can kill.
Therefore, Lu Zu once passed down the saber hanging on the eaves of the Great Geng, and taught the way of cutting the green silk with the Hui sword to future generations.
Even though it was just that the seemingly middle-aged Taoist had already detached himself, he still sighed at this time: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, since he knows that he can't force it, why bother to pay so much? A talent is only seen in the poor Taoist life. Use it outside of Huishan, who and what in the world can make you feel tied? Why would you risk everything for a woman, just to get a few glances from a distance? It is better not to fight than to fight. And you are an infatuated person who doesn’t understand An affectionate woman, Gangchang is ashamed of ethics and morality, and she doesn't care if she doesn't care. Why do you ignore anyone who treats you well? You keep saying that you don't miss Xuanyuan Jingcheng, but if you really don't miss it, why do you want to make Xuanyuan Jingcheng unhappy? So how do you act rebelliously? When people meet, there are two kinds of ties: good and evil, and evil is not fate?" Yuan Tingshan asked tentatively: "Dare to ask the fairy elder that Xuanyuan Jingcheng really entered the land gods?" realm?"
The Taoist nodded and said, "It's the Great Eternal Life."
Yuan Tingshan looked fascinated and said to himself: "A man should be like this!"
The young man then spat into the pool, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter if this land is a god or not, but my daughter-in-law is treated as a cauldron of double repairs, and she has been a turtle for twenty years. There is nothing in the world that is more suffocating." Already!"
The middle-aged Taoist said flatly: "Put yourself in the place, what should you do if you are Xuanyuan Jingcheng?"
Yuan Tingshan looked disgusted, and said without hesitation: "If I want to be Xuanyuan Jingcheng, I don't care whether I can kill the old ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan. First, I will kill the old woman with broken shoes, chop it up and feed it to the dogs! Xuanyuan Jingcheng is really good!" I’m not a man, but I’m furious just thinking about that broken shoe as a female bodhisattva.”
The Taoist shook his head with a smile, "In the future, you will understand that some women know that they are very bad, but they just can't let go."
"Hey, I don't want to run into these kind of sluts."
Yuan Tingshan was stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously: "Have you met the immortal?"
The middle-aged Taoist did not answer directly, but smiled and said: "My generation practiced Taoism, and the ancients wrote countless classics, all of which are blindfolded. They say a thousand words and ten thousand, but they are actually just asking for a true word, and the truth is often connected with love. , true love and true love, we need to know that in terms of the way of heaven and human beings, forgetting love is not heartless."
Facing this mysterious Taoist, Yuan Tingshan, who had always been murderous and hostile, weakened imperceptibly, and asked, "Is the immortal chief teaching Yuan Tingshan a lesson?"
The Taoist figured out a trick, and said with a smile: "Pindao and you can no longer form a predestined relationship. Fortune-telling and aura are already a mess, so you don't need to make trouble for the poor."
Yuan Tingshan asked curiously: "I can still feel the Qi mechanism. I know that the Taoist sect where the immortal head is located has several sayings of listening to the breath, looking inside and guarding the orifices, and they can all be verified on myself. But when it comes to Qi, Yuan Tingshan really Do not believe."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said, "You only believe in the knife in your hand?"
Yuan Tingshan showed no shame at all, nodded heavily and said: "Of course! Yuan Tingshan didn't trust his parents before, and he won't trust his wife in the future, let alone other people. He only trusts the knife in his hand."
A piece of withered yellow autumn leaf was floating in the air, the middle-aged Taoist flicked his fingers in the air, the yellow leaf floated away, the dead leaf was like a blade, cutting a gray butterfly beside Yuan Tingshan in half, the gray butterfly scattered on the water surface, was caught by a fish Swallow in the stomach.
The middle-aged Taoist said softly: "Can you believe that this is the number of qi? Can you believe that this action of the poor Taoist broke the good fortune of several days of cultivation? The evolution of the heaven and the earth has formed a world of its own. The number of lives has its own rules and principles. This is a pretentious and obscure excuse made by the Taoist sect. It is not as vivid as the secular saying. People have a steelyard, and it is difficult for every family to recite scriptures. People live a lifetime, whether they do good or evil, this is like doing business with God, both positive and negative Those who wander between and follow the trend can be regarded as accumulating a little bit of merit money. They are relatively shrewd businessmen. This is the real foundation of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. Dingli, like the Mohists, as far as the poor are concerned, Zongyi's intentions are very good, but it is a pity that he failed to escape the end of losing money. You may not like to hear these things, so the poor will talk about specifics, Tianshi There is a dragon pond in the mansion, where more than a dozen kinds of spiritual creatures such as salamanders are raised, and the lotus in the pond is cultivated with spiritual energy. This lotus is also known as the longevity lotus. The bottom one has bloomed for 1,600 years. .Now Longhu Mountain is flourishing in luck, there can be as many as 18 lotus flowers. Five hundred years ago, Wudang was very powerful, and there were only six lotuses in Longchi. For the sake of the emperor, he changed his fate against the sky. Later, Longhu Mountain began to teach Taoism in the world, and there were new lotus flowers. Do you really think that Zhao Danping went down the mountain to the capital just because of a conflict of spirits with the brother who taught Zhao Danxia? You need to know the luck of that year The three lotus flowers withered for no reason. This was a situation that had never happened before when Xu Xiaobing pointed directly at Longhu Mountain. With Wudang's new head teacher and heaven and earth connecting luck, Longchi once again withered three lotus flowers. Yuan Tingshan, Putting it this way, do you know how hard those yellow and purple nobles in the Tianshi Mansion are thinking? As for Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who you look down on very much, he is not inferior to the poor man in terms of Qi number pattern theory, and even worse , As for why Pindao admires Xuanyuan Jingcheng so much, I won’t tell you about it. If you don’t reach the sky, don’t touch the secrets, it’s not because the ancestors deliberately sensationalized it.”
Yuan Tingshan was dumbfounded.
The middle-aged Taoist laughed at himself, and simply sat down cross-legged, "Life and death are two dynasties, cultivating Taoism three Jiazi, when I went astray at the beginning, I chose to cultivate a solitary, and I can't stop talking after talking about it. Forget it, just talk about it today." Have fun. I talked about the lotus flower of luck in Longchi, and there is a burial sword mountain in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, which is filled with tens of thousands of ancient swords, famous swords, broken swords and broken swords. After the world, people will only walk, and the elders will lead the children to the sword mountain, and they will go down the mountain after finding a sword of life. Do you believe that someone went up the mountain when he was a child, but stayed in that sword mountain until he died? Can't go down the mountain?"
Yuan Tingshan sat close to the middle-aged Taoist and asked wonderingly, "Did you starve to death?"
The Taoist said calmly: "Before the age of ten, there will be some food from the guardian of the sword mound. After the age of ten, it is up to fate."
Yuan Tingshan wasn't blindly cautious and didn't know what was good or bad. When the distance got close, he let go of the handle of the knife and put it aside. Hearing this unheard-of secret, Yuan Tingshan curled his lips, showing disdain for the Wu Family Sword Tomb, and sarcastically said: "The scenery of the Wu Family Sword Tomb is the same as when the Nine Swords came out of Beimang. It has nothing to do with them half a copper coin."
The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "Do you know Mrs. Deng?"
Yuan Tingshan said with a proud smile: "That's natural. Nowadays, among sword masters, this guy has the most immortal energy. Sooner or later, Yuan will use this guy as a whetstone!"
The Taoist looked at the pool where the mist was rising, and said: "People in the world only know that Deng Tai'a was born out of nowhere, and when he fought, he fought with Wang Xianzhi of Emperor Wu's city. It was at Jianzhong Jianshan that Deng Tai'a practiced swords. This man was the illegitimate son of Wu family. Throwing out a great talent who can enter the Sword Fairyland anytime if he wants to, Wang Xianzhi doesn't want to be number one in the world, and Deng Tai'a doesn't lose a bit."
Yuan Tingshan obviously hesitated for a while, and swallowed the sentence back, which is very rare.
The middle-aged Daoist had a keen insight into people's hearts and said with a smile, "You want to ask how high the poor Taoist is compared with Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a?"
After Yuan Tingshan was told that his mind was broken, he was not polite and hypocritical, he grinned and said: "Yuan Tingshan has the courage to ask."
The Taoist seemed to be modest and said: "If you talk about fighting for strength, of course the poor Taoist can't beat Wang Xianzhi. This descendant surnamed Wang, but a stubborn old man in Longhu Mountain said that he is a martial artist who can fight with Lu Zu in the next life. Proving the Tao with strength, since ancient times, it has been a forked road, only to be wrongly beaten by that young man."
Yuan Tingshan knew from the edge of the deep pool in Yunjin Mountain that this Taoist spoke with a tone that could contain the world, and he didn't make a fuss when he heard the middle-aged Taoist refer to the Lord of Wudi City as a young man. Who is the uncle, since it is obvious that this immortal elder is a master with bottomless cultivation, even if he says that he is the ancestor of Dao and the master of Sanqing, Yuan Tingshan will hold his nose and applaud loudly. Furthermore, Yuan Tingshan was even more shocked by the supernatural power of the old monster Wang, and said, "This old man is invincible."
The middle-aged Taoist laughed softly and said: "The king decides life and death with one word."
"You must know that the three religions are the most holy, and you can use the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth to make a prophecy. There are only a handful of land gods who have emerged from the three religions and nine streams in the past century, but your generation is expected to reach the number of hands. The million people are idle and bored, and moved the remaining fortunes of the eight countries that have perished to another chessboard, Yuan Tingshan, whether you can occupy a place, I don't know if I can see it in my lifetime."
Yuan Tingshan said in surprise: "Me?!"
The Taoist calmly said: "Yuan Tingshan, why not tell you the truth, letting you kill Beiliang Shizi Weifeng's wings broke a lot of your luck."
Yuan Tingshan was about to draw his sword in anger, but he finally resisted the impulse.
The middle-aged Taoist continued: "But you and I sat down, Pindao finally returned some luck to you."
The middle-aged Yuan Tingshan's eyes were like knives, and he asked: "Who are you, Immortal Elder? Why do you only have eyes for Yuan Tingshan? Yuan has never believed that the sky can fall, even if it does fall, it will not be able to hit Yuan Tingshan." On the hill!"
The Taoist looked at the rainbow, and said to himself: "Back then, the poor Daoist, together with the country and the beauties, failed and insisted on going to the mountains to practice Taoism. Why did the poor Daoist think about it for many years, but he couldn't figure it out. In the final analysis, there is no reason to say. Why did Xuanyuan Jingcheng only like that woman? Why did she still choose to jump off the cliff after seeing the remnant soul of Xuanyuan Jingcheng? And why did Fengdu Green Robe fall in love with Li Chungang at first sight, and never die again in her life? Unforgettable? The good fortune of heaven and earth, the aura is nothing more than human beings, what is the secret of heaven, maybe it is the human heart. I remember watching Qi Xuan frame fight with Li Chungang, and Li Chungang went down the mountain sadly. Later, Pindao talked with Qi Xuan frame specifically about this matter, and finally asked him Why have you never left Longhu Mountain in your whole life?"
Yuan Tingshan couldn't wait to ask: "Why?!"
The middle-aged Taoist let out a long breath, and said slowly: "Qi Xuanjiao said that he opened his mind at the age of twelve, and he knew that he was Lu Dongxuan, so he was waiting for a red dress, but he was reincarnated after knowing that he would not be able to wait in that life, just waiting. "
Yuan Tingshan was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, he stared and said: "Immortal Qi didn't ascend, but Lu Zu was reincarnated?! Is there really such a thing as reincarnation?! Can you still know your past life?"
The middle-aged Taoist sighed and said: "I don't know who Qi Xuanjiao reincarnated, and I have waited until there is no one in this life. Roughly speaking, there are some mistakes. Since Lu Zu was counted more than five hundred years ago, based on the birth of Jiazi, it should be There are ten generations, right?"
Yuan Tingshan became inexplicably hideous as if in a trance: "Hey, what is the reincarnation of Lu Zu, what is the reincarnation of the Qi Immortal, who was bumped into the red clothes by Yuan, and after killing him, I want this five-hundred-year-old immortal to wait another life, Lao Tzu This trip to the world, even if it’s not in vain!”
The Taoist narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
There are many secrets.
It's a pity that Yuan Tingshan didn't notice it at all.