A group of four people walked through the golden persimmon forest on Xiaolianhua Peak, and came to the vicinity of the turtle stele on the top of the mountain. It was ordered to be built at the beginning of the Dafeng Dynasty. The glory of its body is unparalleled in the world. The only woman among the four tourists grabbed a ripe persimmon and stood under the tortoise stele, looking up at the inscription. The other three men stood side by side by the cliff, overlooking the scenery at the foot of Wudang Mountain. The oldest man stood in the center with a sword at his waist, a thin swordsman with a long sword on his left hand, and an elegant Confucian scholar with frosty temples on his right.
Then when the beautiful woman turned her head casually, she saw a strange scene. At some point, there was only one person standing on the cliff. It turned out that the swordsman and swordsman had retreated dozens of steps, not far from her.
She walked gently to the two elders, and asked softly to the old man with the knife: "Grandpa Mao, Uncle Cheng?"
The three of them are Lin Hongyuan, the young master of the Southern Xinjiang Dragon Palace, Mao Shulang, the number one swordsman in the south, and Ji Liuan, the master of swordsmanship.
Mao Shulang with snow-white eyebrows lowered his voice and said concisely: "Opportunity."
Lin Hongyuan naturally couldn't figure out how to play riddles like this, and turned his head to look at Ji Liu'an, the chief guest of the Dragon Palace, with puzzled eyes. He was born in a wealthy family, but he didn't like fame. He went on study trips all year round and traveled all over the country. He was ashamed of his family and country when he was unable to do what he wanted. Then he started to practice martial arts. After so many years, he has been down-to-earth and has followed the steps of the martial arts journey. Climbing layer by layer, and finally stayed in the Zhixuan Realm for some reason for twenty years. This trip to Liang, with a lot of accumulation, has shown signs of breaking through, and Cao Changqing of Western Chu and Xuanyuan Jingcheng of Huishan, both There are similarities."
Lin Hongyuan said pleasantly: "Uncle Cheng is finally going to enter the realm of celestial phenomena?!"
Mao Shulang didn't care if she was the future head of the Dragon Palace, let alone how she was involved with the Nanjiang feudal prince and his son, "Shut up!"
Lin Hongyuan suddenly fell silent, blushing slightly.
Cheng Baishuang put his hands behind his back and looked to the south.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, the old Confucian scholar said to himself: "On the outside of the body, hold the tail and hold the tail and talk with the mouth, it is really like a picture cake. Orifice in the middle, ask the futon what is the heart, and then it will be pure."
"Destroy moral articles with you, but the spirit will last forever. Fame and fortune will disappear with the world, but the integrity will never change."
"If you don't frown in your life, there will be no teeth-gnashing people in the world. How absurd!"
The old man slowly closed his eyes, the strong wind was blowing on his face, and his sleeves fluttered.
The vision popped up, Mao Shulang's eyes widened suddenly, he drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant, his body swept forward, and passed by Cheng Baishuang, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, crashed into the cliff, and was only one step away from falling off the cliff .
The old man's slash was silent, but with a majestic aura, it appeared in front of him like a bright and bright arc moon!
Lin Hongyuan only saw a white robe appearing in the sky outside the cliff for no reason, her body was leaning back, her sleeves were bulging, she stretched out her two fingers, and resisted Mao Shulang's saber qi.
The fairy-like woman in white retreated several tens of feet, which offset the majestic aura.
The tall woman stood upright, just hovering in the air with no place to stand, the mountain wind whimpered under her feet, and the clouds and mist lingered around her.
Lin Hongyuan gasped, and recognized the identity of this unexpected visitor, Guanyin Sect Tantai Jingping, the leader of Qi practitioners in the world!
Although Lin Hongyuan was at a disadvantage in previous intrigues with young feudal lords, in fact, she was not only not stupid, but extremely clever and clever. She immediately understood that Cheng Baishuang's natural ascension to the top this time was by no means a mystery It's that easy to be a part of the sky!
Mao Shulang, who was furious like a sword, didn't care whether he would disturb Cheng Baishuang's realm of forgetting things, and sternly said to the white-clothed fairy: "If you want to make trouble, ask me about Mao Shulang's sword first!"
Tantai calmly glanced at the old Confucian scholar who was oblivious to the external affairs, and said flatly: "The fire is cooking the oil, the flowers are blooming, how many days can we have a good time?"
Mao Shulang clenched the handle of the knife, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I'm a reckless man, I don't understand your mysterious Zen plan of Sect Master Tantai!"
Tantai Pingjing no longer paid attention to Mao Shulang, shifted his eyes slightly, and asked Cheng Baishuang: "Since you have this state of mind, you should know that there will be at most four or five gods on land in the future, and Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism will each occupy one of them. Either one or two, you forcefully break through the realm at this time, not only is there still a thin line, you can't really enter the realm of land gods, but you have also abandoned the Confucian saints who will be available at your fingertips in the future! How is it different from seeking death?!"
Cheng Baishuang slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly: "Is such a Confucian saint still a Confucian saint? I, a Confucian saint, once said that the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death? Today, I, Cheng Baishuang, never covet longevity. Of?"
Tantai calmly sarcastically said: "They are all frogs in the well!"
Cheng Baishuang was high-spirited, and laughed loudly: "It is said that there are capable ministers in prosperous times, famous generals in troubled times, and that the country is unfortunate and the poets are lucky. I, Cheng Baishuang, have written some sour poems, but I don't want to nod in agreement! When the country is in crisis, I die generously. No regrets, how can we scholars let warriors on the battlefield enjoy the beauty alone!"
Tantai calmly sneered and said: "If you want to die, you will die. It's nothing more than another Confucian lonely ghost in the Shuiyue courtyard of our sect."
Cheng Baishuang smiled boldly, and said loudly: "That's the best, today's people are worthy of the ancients!"
Tantai was calm and silent, with an indifferent expression.
Lin Hongyuan's eyes widened, his mind swayed, and he stared at this tall woman who was so gassy. Lin Hongyuan is no stranger to Qi practitioners who claim to act on behalf of the heavens. Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing has several such strange people around him, and they all have a cold aura that looks at the world as if they are looking at the fire from afar. They are extremely unhuman. The fame and fortune that ordinary people all yearn for, those white-clothed fairy masters hate from the bottom of their hearts, and they are always taciturn. When interacting with them, ordinary people don't expect them to show their hearts to you. Because this Tantai suzerain is a woman, Lin Hongyuan has always admired it very much. If Jiang Ni is another well-deserved female sword fairy after Wu Su, Xuanyuan Qingfeng in Daxueping is also a character with the highest cultivation level, but this After all, the two women are too young, and it is difficult for Lin Hongyuan, who is high-spirited and arrogant, to sincerely admire him. Tantai Pingping is different. He is a hundred years old, has a childlike face, and is a fairy in the world. Therefore, Lin Hongyuan admires and envies the most in this life. His character is naturally Tantai Calm!
It should be known that the old beauty and famous general are especially pitiful. She, Lin Hongyuan, had various ambitions very early on, one of which was to ask Tantai Pingping for advice on the unique method of retaining beauty. Lin Hongyuan hoped that she would He was still young when he died.
It's a pity that Tantai Pingping disappeared in a flash, came and went without a trace, never looked at Lin Hongyuan from the beginning to the end.
Ji Liu'an and Cheng Baishuang have known each other for dozens of years, and their relationship is the most irreversible and sincere. He said with emotion: "Old Cheng, is it really as Tantai Pingping said?"
Cheng Baishuang didn't hide it, nodded and said: "My great celestial phenomenon realm is indeed a counterproductive growth, and it cannot be maintained for a long time. As for one day becoming a Confucian saint, let alone think about it."
Ji Liu'an sighed deeply.
In turn, Cheng Baishuang comforted this old friend, "What a scholar has learned all his life must be put into practice. What's the benefit of being the prime minister in the mountains and the gods under the forest who are alone?"
Ji Liu'an let out a long breath, and said in a deep voice, "That's all right, I'll accompany you to go outside Liangzhou Pass!"
Cheng Baishuang asked with a smile, "Why are you?"
Ji Liu'an pointed to the long sword on his back, "My old man hasn't cut off the head of a barbarian from the North Mang yet!"
Lin Hongyuan's heart was shaken. If Cheng Baishuang, who was like a duckweed without roots in Jianghu, wanted to stay in Beiliang, it would not matter to her, the little leader of Jianghu in Southern Jianghu. But it is not easy to go back and explain to Mr. Nalan.
Mao Shulang put the knife back into its sheath and said suddenly: "Add me."
Lin Hongyuan was dumbfounded.
When she came, she was accompanied by three martial arts masters, but when she left, she would be left alone
Besides staying young forever, her other ambition is to wrestle with Xuanyuan Qingfeng and become the second female martial arts leader in Liyang! And Mao Shulang, Cheng Baishuang and Ji Liu'an, who were close to her, were originally indispensable for her to climb to the top of the rivers and lakes.
Lin Hongyuan knew that once they made up their minds, only Mr. Nalan would have the chance to persuade them to go back.
She recalled the plot she had planned not long ago, and murmured: "Retribution is not good!"
And the Confucian scholar Cheng Baishuang looked into the distance again, and said loudly for no reason: "The Master said: Three hundred poems, in a word, the most touching part is 'thinking without evil'!"
The old scholar with frosty temples is full of smiles at this moment.
In the past, young people thought innocent.
It should be so in old age.