Chapter 88 Chapter 88: I have a house and a field, and I have a beautiful concubine with endless joy. My senior brother suddenly appears and takes me away to practice Taoism in the mountains
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, a strange iron from outside the territory fell to the south of the wilderness. The mountains, the evil spirits gathered together, and the light of the sword was cold.
However, this matter does not seem to have anything to do with the prosperous Ishihara City and the monks who are hiding from the world and cultivating in Chixin Temple.
At this time, it is the annual God Festival and the five-year-old Heart of Heart Dharma Assembly. Inside the temple in the city, the bustling lights are brightly lit and extremely lively.
White mist lingers above the market, and the aroma of various snacks and foods fills the air. Children wearing new clothes are in groups, running around in the streets, bumping into adults from time to time, and attracting a few scolds.
Look at the outside with a bare heart.
An old Taoist carrying a sword box on his back came to the two gatekeepers and bowed in front of them:
"Fusheng Boundless Heavenly Lord, the old Taoist has a fine flying sword that he wants to watch with bare heart. Mainly tasting, I don’t know the secrets , can you pass it on for me?”
The master of Chixin Temple, Lu Cheng, is known as the Sword Saint of Nanling. In recent years, there have been many challenges in southern Xinjiang, but he has never failed. He likes to collect swords. This is true for everyone in Chixin Temple. There is nothing I don’t know.
So the two Taoist boys looked at each other and said:
"Taoist Master, please wait a moment. I'll go and report."
"Then I'll have to do it for you, Taoist Master."
At this time, inside Chixin Temple, Lu Cheng, Xue Yuzhen, and Yun Ling Son, Chen Qingfeng, Chen Qingyun, Luo Peifang and others are making wine, drinking tea, and chatting about Taoism.
The ritual of sacrificing the gods is once a year, but the life span of mortals is short.
It is too frequent for monks to celebrate festivals once a year, so Lu Cheng decided to hold the Chixin Dharma Assembly every five years, where everyone can sit together to exchange experiences and connect with each other.
Yun Ling'er is a junior, so she just needs to listen. Xue Yuzhen is good at double cultivation, Chen Qingfeng is good at formation, Chen Qingyun is good at talismans, and even Luo Peifang has some experience in weapon refining.
Among these six people, only Lu Cheng is not proficient in the various arts of cultivating immortals to earn money to support himself - the various arts of cultivating immortals are just a false reference. Is swordsmanship considered one of the hundreds of arts? Some people think it counts, some people think it doesn't.
Different from exchange meetings between low-level casual cultivators, they often lack substantial content.
The five friends of Chixin Guan have been together for several years. They have a deep relationship. Everyone is willing to exchange what they have learned. I dare not say that they don’t have any secrets. At least the communication is more practical than most Dharma gatherings. Therefore, Everyone benefits a lot.
Chen Qingfeng talked about the formation method. He placed a huge Bagua copper plate in the center of the courtyard and talked about the eight gates: Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, and Kai.
"The Bagua Formation is a very effective formation and can be incorporated into many formations..."
Chen Qingfeng spoke very carefully and really wanted to tell everyone what he had learned. I listened very carefully at first, but after a while I couldn't bear it.
The formation is very boring and obscure. There is even a saying that if you can learn it, you can learn it, but if you can't learn it, you will never learn it.
Fighting skills and formations are relatively the most common means of defeating the strong by the weak in the Tongxuan world. The weak defeating the strong here usually refers to the situation where the level of mana is one or two levels higher, or at most a small level. , but these two methods are also the most testing of a monk's talent.
At this time, a Taoist boy came in from outside the door and whispered:
"Master, there is a Yunyou Taoist who sells swords outside."
"Well, then invite him in."
Lu Chengxing likes flying swords, and the one in his hand There are many spiritual stones. Over the years, he has spent a lot of money to buy third-level high-grade flying swords. Because of the heavy money, he has indeed collected several high-quality flying swords over the years. However, Lu Cheng’s vision is too high, and there are many people who come to sell swords. Really Few will be left behind by him.
"Qingfeng, stop for a moment, there is a Taoist Yunyou selling flying swords outside the door. Let's see if he dares to come to the door on such an auspicious day and whether this flying sword is really worth watching."< br>
Xue Yuzhen, Chen Qingyun, Luo Peifang, everyone’s attention was attracted.
After a while, a person was led to the courtyard by the Taoist boy in front of him.
The old Taoist leader was as thin as a bamboo, with black hair and gray hair. He was dressed in a shabby Taoist robe and carried an ebony sword box on his back. He was almost hunched over.
“Master, we have arrived.”
“Well, let’s go down.” Lu Cheng waved his hand and asked the Taoist boy to go down.
“Fellow Taoist, the sword in the box can be revealed.”
"Wait a minute, please know, Master Lu, that this sword of mine was passed down by our ancestors. Even though my generation has fallen into decline, I don't want it to be entrusted to someone other than the owner. Can Master Lu practice his own swordsmanship first, and then give it to me?" Lao Dao decides whether to sell the sword to the temple owner.”
Based on the status of both parties, Lao Dao’s request is already too much.
This veteran showed nothing but Qi-training realm cultivation, yet he dared to make such a request in front of five foundation-building monks.
“Hmph, if Brother Lu’s swordsmanship is not worthy of buying your flying sword, then I’m afraid your flying sword will never be sold in this life.”
Chen Qingyun snorted coldly. , using his own consciousness to press against the old Taoist.
Under the pressure of Chen Qingyun's consciousness, the old Taoist's robes were soon soaked with sweat. Seeing this, Lu Cheng frowned slightly and raised his hand to take a picture of the wooden box that the old Taoist was carrying. However, Chen Qingyun's spiritual pressure was not suppressed and he opened the box. .
Click, accompanied by the opening of the wooden box.
Suddenly, a flying sword that looked like transparent blue and white jade fell into everyone's eyes. The sword was so strong that it was undoubtedly a third-level top-grade flying sword.
Lu Cheng took out the sword and held it diagonally in front of him, feeling that the sword energy was flowing smoothly after the mana was injected into it.
"Huh, this sword is called the Medicine Master. It is three feet and seven inches tall. It is made of green jade from the mountains. It is clear and sharp and can ward off hundreds of poisons."
The old Taoist seemed to have regained his breath. He was afraid that the flying sword would not be sold at a high price, so he hurriedly explained how precious the sword was.
“Such a flying sword is integrated into one, it is indeed worthy of my practice of swordsmanship.”
After saying that, the green light of Lu Cheng’s Medicine Master’s Flying Sword suddenly became bright, and then the sword light enveloped him in a roll. , flew out in an instant.
The human sword is in harmony, and the body is like a swimming dragon.
Use the sword to combine Qi, and use Qi to nourish the sword.
Lu Cheng's magic sword energy can be transformed according to his heart's desire. When the spiritual power is transferred from his body to the sword, the power of the sword is everywhere, and the sword body stretches and dances, just like a living dragon, defeating the strong and breaking the strong. .
Just like a drunkard meets fine wine, or a gambler meets dice and gets a fine sword. On a whim, Lu Cheng stirred up the energy in his chest and flicked his wrist to produce twelve brilliant blue sword flowers. Come, as brilliant as plum blossoms, cold and proud, dazzling.
The sword is as powerful as falling snow, and after it melts, it becomes full of life.
Today it was rare that Lu Cheng was interested and took action with all his strength. Xue Yuzhen, Yun Ling'er, Chen Qingfeng, Chen Qingyun, Luo Peifang and others present were all dazzled when they saw this superior sword technique and felt it was exquisite. Very.
But after watching it for a while, I felt my body was cold again, and I felt a chill.
"Good sword weapon, reward, get him eight thousand spiritual stones."
"Yes, Master."
A steward heard the words and stepped forward to salute, taking the robe with him. Go down the shabby old road.
A high-quality third-level magic weapon is worth three or four thousand spirit stones. Lu Cheng’s daughter bought a bone horse, and for this good sword that suits her own needs, she directly gave double the price. Come.
But.
"Wait a minute, this flying sword has 20,000 spirit stones, one stone is missing. Master, please return the flying sword to me."
The steward went to invite him, but the old man refused to leave.
Hearing this, Lu Cheng almost slashed across with his sword. Although he has a spiritual stone, he doesn't want to be played as a fool.
The third level flying sword has 20,000 spiritual stones, why don’t you grab it?
But just when Lu Cheng's eyes were covered with blood and he almost slashed out with his sword, the faint blood in his eyes immediately receded, as did the murderous impulse in his heart.
"No, the blood god's magic power has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, lest I kill less people. What's going on with this old Taoist?"
Although he is not planning to kill people, Lu Cheng Daoji has a deep understanding of human skills and is responsible for every person in his body. He could accurately grasp every change in mana, but in the eyes of others, Lu Cheng was slightly dazed.
"This is unreasonable. Where did the wild Taoist priest come from to act wildly in our Chi Xin Guan? Come, beat this wild Taoist out and reward him with a thousand spiritual stones. Don't say that I, Chi Xin Guan, bullied the weak and ruined our reputation."< br>
Lu Cheng said nothing, Chen Qingfeng slapped the table, called the divine guard in the temple to come over and beat the old Taoist out.
“Slow.”
Lu Cheng suddenly spoke, causing all the divine guards in the temple to stop.
He looked deeply at the old Taoist, then looked at the Medicine Master Feijian in his hand and said:
"Twenty thousand spirit stones are twenty thousand spirit stones. Today is a happy day, fellow Taoist can Do you want to stay for a glass of water and wine?”
Whether the opponent is the immortal of the game world or someone else, playing according to the opponent’s wishes may not be the best solution, but it is the least likely to make mistakes. of.
"Twenty thousand spiritual stones! Master, you are too generous." Xue Yuzhen said when Lu Cheng returned to the banquet.
"The five-element flying sword and above are the most difficult to obtain. After getting this sword, I will not sheath the sword for ten years. Madam, don't blame me."
20,000 spirit stones buy a third-grade flying sword. The sword is definitely not cost-effective, but since Lu Cheng said this, other people in Chixin Temple could not say anything else.
At this time, the divine guard in the temple had already put the spirit stone into a bag and sent it to the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist took a large bag of spirit stones and put his hands on his hands in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that someone would really spend 20,000 spirit stones to buy a third-level high-grade flying sword.
"Hahahahahahaha." Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Old Taoist, why are you laughing?"
Chen Qingyun couldn't hold back his anger and started to slap the case. But at this time, Chen Qingfeng also felt that something was wrong and held Chen Qingyun's hand.
"Lu Cheng, you were originally a Taoist official appointed by the Huoyun Mansion. You spent five years raising the people, five years building up the industry, and five years changing the trend, cultivating people with moral character. You have served as an official for one term and brought benefits to the people. "
"And in the past twenty years, you have built tunnel foundations and become increasingly skilled in swordsmanship. The most important thing is to be able to exercise self-restraint, not to bully the weak, and to still be a member of our way."
"I will give you one year to deal with your family affairs, and after one year, senior brother will come back to take you back to Huoyun. Mansion, sit down and learn from the ancestors, and realize the path to immortality.”
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"
Amid bursts of laughter, white smoke billowed around the old Taoist, and he transformed into a young man in Taoist robes with an ordinary face but an aura of transcendence. Then he disappeared too.
The whole audience was shocked, but when they looked again, there was no one else there?
“I have a house, a field, and a beautiful concubine who is enjoying my life. My senior brother suddenly appeared and took me to practice Taoism in the mountains.”
Lu Cheng also looked there blankly. I didn’t see what kind of method this senior brother used, and I knew in my heart that this was caused by the huge gap in cultivation and mana between the two parties:
"Actually, I don't want to go back at all. I have practiced magical and magical skills. If my master sees me returning to the Fire Cloud Cave, will I be slapped to death?"
Before Lu Cheng watched the Blood Nerve. , I have had this kind of fear in my heart, but the Blood Nerve is such a precious treasure. Even if the Righteous Golden Pill Master gets this treasure, there are probably very few people who can resist looking at it, even if they know that they will be bewitched by it and fall into the devil's way. Lu Cheng's original thought was that I was just taking a look and not practicing.
Just like when he coaxed his girlfriend into bed, I just couldn't get in. In the end, of course things would have a proper outcome.
Soon, everyone in Chixin Temple knew why Yi Bin had to set aside a year.
This sixth brother from the Fire Cloud Cave Mansion had somehow traveled to the depths of the Southern Wilderness before. By chance, a strange iron falling from the sky fell to the west, and he got it.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Wilderness is also a place where cultivators gather. How can such a treasure be allowed to be easily taken away by you, a foreign cultivator, and make the world think that there is no one in our southern border?
Therefore, in the bloody battle, just in the battle to capture Qi Tie, Yi Bin killed more than forty people with his sword, including four monks in the Lian Gang Realm.
Then he didn’t leave.
He first came to Chixin Temple and made a joke with his junior brother.
Then he went back to the depths of the Southern Wilderness to travel around the world of swordsmanship and hone himself.
This time, among the sixteen evil sects in the world, experts from both Sleepless City and Burning Wood Mountain took action, but it was in vain, and both were defeated.
Unless a formation is formed, even if a Lian Gang monk who is more advanced than him takes action, his throat will be blocked by a quick sword, leaving him no room to escape.
The ancestor of the Red God Son of the Fire Cloud Mansion seems to have reached some kind of deal with the Yinshan Master of the Gu God Sect, so there are not many true disciples of the Gu God Sect to take action.
But Bai Luzi, the next generation disciple of Yinshan Zhenrenzuo, took action, and the two sides fought fiercely in Bilin Mountain. After a day and night, Bai Luzi escaped in blood.
He traveled thirty thousand miles to fight alone, but Jianhan Tiannan refused to return.
No matter what, no matter whether there are many evil cultivators and demons inhabiting the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Wilderness, this place has its own ecology for thousands of years, and the Southern Wilderness monks also have their own pride.
As a result, the Three Soul Envoys appeared in the Evernight City, and the Seven Star Arrays appeared in Burning Wood Mountain. As a result, two of the Three Envoys died and one was seriously injured. The Seven Star Arrays in Burning Wood Mountain were destroyed, and Yi Bin was injured but escaped completely.
Many evil cultivators searched for traces and besieged him, and all the cultivators retreated.
Just when the spines of the Nanhuang monks were about to be broken by this young man's sword, a female monk stood up:
The Star God watches the Empress of Lishan.
Doumu, the mother of stars.
According to later reports from spectators, when the two sides encountered each other, during that battle, the stars in the sky seemed to keep falling and falling into the battlefield.
Yi Bin seems to be fighting Man Tianxing with one man and one sword.
The most terrifying thing is that when the star power gathered to a certain extent, Empress Lishan waved the star flag, and the power of countless stars returned to the void to form a huge hole, covering the human and sword. Yi Bin.
He was forcefully knocked out of the sword light and hit with a flag.
At this point, the true disciples of Huoyun Mansion, who were running rampant in southern Xinjiang with almost no defeat, retreated after a great defeat.
After this battle, the name of Empress Lishan of Star God Guan resounded throughout the world, and the ancient Taoist secret "Doumu Yiqi Jue" reappeared in the world and dominated the Tongxuan world in southern Xinjiang.
"It's a lose-lose situation. With her magic power, it's impossible to forcefully cast that kind of spell without paying any price. Maybe she was injured more seriously than me, pfft"
"Senior brother, you Wipe the blood from the corner of your mouth, we are not in a hurry.”
High in the sky, the sword light tore through the atmosphere and broke through the speed of sound, enveloping Yi Bin and Lu Cheng as they fled.
"No, Brother Wei has made a lot of enemies in southern Xinjiang this time. Brother Wei was not afraid of them when he was in his prime, but now..."
"Then my sincere view will be fine, right? ? My concubine and friends are still there."
Hearing this, Lu Cheng was a little anxious.
"Don't worry, the new commander of the Xuanjia Army in Shiyuan City is a descendant of my friend. He is from the Eight Nestorians. I asked him to take care of Chixin Guan. What's more, not many people know about our relationship. Who will do that? The relationship between twists and turns offends the two orthodox religions at the same time, cough cough"
While talking, Yi Bin violently coughed up blood.
When Lu Cheng heard this, he thought this was true. At the same time, looking at the state of Sixth Senior Brother Yi Bin, it was difficult to say anything more at this time.
Southern Xinjiang and Huoyun Mansion are in the south and north.
However, under the sword speed of the sword cultivator at the Lian Gang Realm, the two of them flew back to Huoyun Mansion and were trapped in Longfeng before even a day's work.
The Fire Cloud Spirit Vein has dozens of peaks and a vast land, but the dharma lineage founded by the Red God Son only occupies a few key peaks. Most of the disciples would live on the trapped dragon peak if they had nothing to do.
"Good Lingshan, why is it called Sleeping Dragon Peak? Well, it should be because of the characteristics of sword cultivators. Sleeping Dragon means to hone one's nature for the future."
Lu Cheng is still here After thinking, Yi Bin put Lu Cheng down and said:
"Junior brother, please go and have a rest first. After I report everything about this trip to the teacher, I will call you again."
"Sixth brother, please excuse me."
Being placed by Yi Bin On the mountain peak, I watched him turn into sword light and escape to higher places.
Lu Cheng also recalled his residence here, looking back to the past when Lu Cheng lived here.
The terrain on the mountain is open, and only the true disciples of Huoyun Mansion live there. Therefore, although the cultivators are pure, the former residence is also open and elegant. Ten years later, it still feels as if the owner left just yesterday.
“I really didn’t expect that I would come back here.”
Lu Cheng found a stone table in the room and sat down on a stone bench. He felt a little uneasy but was quickly moved by it. Press down.
“Now that it’s here, let’s make peace with it.”
.........
Day after day, after Lu Cheng returned to Huoyun Mansion, it was as if he had been forgotten by everyone, and no one paid attention to him at all.
However, this is also the normal state of monks. The poverty in the mountains refers to this, with extremely low material desires and minimal interpersonal communication.
Lu Cheng read the Taoist canon, calmed his mind, and practiced his own magic power day by day.
Until one day.
clang.
The sound of Qingyue bells echoed and spread.
Lu Cheng opened his eyes on the futon. After thinking about it for a moment, he knew that it was the time for the teacher to give a lecture. So, he arranged his clothes and went out with his sword to the place where he was teaching.
When Lu Cheng arrived at the pulpit between the mountains, he was already the last person.
When he arrived, the more than ten Huoyun Mansion disciples who were still on the mountain all turned to look at him, which was natural.
When Chi Shenzi preached today, everyone in Huoyun Mansion would arrive in advance. Who would wait for the celebration bell to ring before hurriedly coming over?
"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm late." Lu Cheng bowed with both hands.
"It doesn't matter, the sermon hasn't started yet."
Wearing an old red robe, a short old Taoist with white hair and white eyebrows sat on the rock and said calmly.
“Today we talk about: the Great Sun.”
Pointing his finger at the big sun in the sky, Chi Shenzi slowly pointed out the formula:
"The limit of fire is the big sun. This fire is not that fire, and it does not just mean hot and burning. There is also the birth and death of all things in it, which is the power of destruction and the power of creation... But even the bright sun will fall into death."
With the whisper of the old man, the sword light flickered, as if it was coming. In one stroke of his sword, he slashed down the great sun in the distant sky.
In an instant, the sun was dark red, the vitality was reduced, it was gray, and it was dark. There was no longer the magnificence to illuminate the world, no righteousness to drive away the haze, but only boundless evil fire.
Desolation and desolation, this is the dark sun of death.
Even the Red God Son, of course, would not be able to really cut down the sun.
However, he cut off the sunlight shining on the entire trapped dragon peak, thereby showing his disciples the scene when the sun was at its end and approaching death.
After a while, the sunlight gradually recovered, dispelling the fear and haze in everyone's hearts.
"Master, the sun will also die?"
"..."
"Master, the sun will die and the world will die. What should we do then?"
"..."
Those who ask these questions are all ranked in the 20th The four subsequent disciples, when Lu Cheng left the mountain, the Red God Son had a total of twenty-four disciples, twelve in the first place, twelve in the back, and four more in the end, for a total of twenty-eight disciples.
But some of these people have died, and some have given up the road and come down the mountain to enjoy the peace, wealth, honor and prosperity of the world.
The last four disciples were still young and had not even heard a few sermons by Red God Son. The scene just now really scared them.
But after all, they had practiced Taoism for many years. Under the comfort of the brothers and sisters around them, the four little guys quickly calmed down and continued to listen to the teacher’s sermon:
“Everything in the world will die as soon as it is born. The sun will die. , the world will die. The so-called abandonment of the holy wisdom by the predecessors aims to abandon all the constraints imposed by the day after tomorrow. This kind of constraints includes from the body to the soul. The path of cultivation is the path of transcendence. Of course, monks of our generation cannot do it now. Yes, but at least I am a swordsman Should you have the courage to live as long as the sky? One day, even if the world is overturned, you can still move forward with your sword. "
"On this road, I am your master, but I am just one. Forerunners who are one step ahead of you , I look forward to the day when you can surpass me, instead of just following behind me."
In the middle of the sermon, Chi Shenzi called out a true disciple who had already reached the realm of refining the power. Sword tactics.
This sword technique is called Jiuxiao Fierce Yang Sword Technique. The power of Zhiyang Zhigang is unparalleled. It follows the path of the sword entering the sword and performing the sword as the sun. It is also the topic of today's sermon.
Even Lu Cheng was amazed to see such swordsmanship. However, after the practice, the senior brother was scolded by Chi Shenzi in public, and his flaws and shortcomings were told point by point from beginning to end.
On the sidelines, Lu Cheng was dazzled and shaken. Reflecting on his own swordsmanship, he also felt that he had benefited a lot.
“With such a strict master and in such an environment, it’s no wonder that the Huoyun Mansion is at its peak of talent and ranks among the eight top decent sects in the world.”
(End of Chapter)