Traveling between the sea of clouds.
The cold wind flowed around him, making his robes rustle.
Below him were dangerous cliffs and white mist, but there was no trace of panic on Chen Yulou's face. Instead, there was an indescribable sense of joy.
The world is big.
Thousands of miles are full of joy.
In the past when I was traveling in the world, I didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but now I don't have to worry too much at all.
Even if he knew that there was such a big movement on Baxiantai, there must be many people watching and watching openly and secretly.
After all, there are hundreds of Taoists and thousands of hermits on Taibai Peak, and there are at least dozens of people who have entered the country as cultivators.
Not to mention the unity of the three religions in Zhongnan Mountain, there are also many Confucian mountain masters and Buddhist Arhats.
However, the mountain is a Taoist world after all, and these people are usually very low-key and invisible, except for the old monk in Lama Cave, who is suspected to be a great monk.
At least Chen Yulou and the others have not met a few of them along the way.
But...
Zhaohu Zhenren is ahead.
What else is he worried about?
Looking past the heavy clouds and mist, you can faintly see the figure of an experienced Taoist with a sword behind him and a gourd hanging from his waist.
At this moment, Master Zhaohu has a waterfall of spiritual energy all around him, like a land immortal.
That is to say, the mountains are now closed.
There are no old farmers collecting herbs or hunting in the mountains.
Otherwise, if they saw this scene, they would probably kneel on the ground and exclaim as gods.
Lian Mingya, a veteran who has been on the mountain for many years, was so shocked when he saw the two of them leaping off the cliff one after another that he almost lost his balance and was speechless.
Not to mention the people in the mountains at the bottom of the city?
"Golden elixir..."
Chen Yulou's eyes flickered and he softly uttered two words.
In Taoist practice, there is a saying, 'For those who have formed a golden elixir, they are my generation', which means that the entire sea of qi is condensed into a golden elixir.
The life essence and blood of a body are all tied to the elixir.
At this point.
You can achieve resonance between heaven and man, and resonate with heaven and earth.
Being as light as a dragon, he can step on water and ascend into the sky, borrowing the teachings of heaven and earth.
However, this process is extremely short, and it is far from being like Luofu, soaring in the sky, just like a higher level of light body kung fu.
Otherwise, like Chen Yulou, who practices Taoist secrets, among the seventy-two methods of earth evil, in addition to divine walking, there are also cloud-moving, water-walking, earth-walking, and rock-jumping.
Master Guanzhao Hu's ability to borrow the teachings of heaven and earth for a period of time shows that he has at least taken one step into the golden elixir.
At the same time... he should have practiced some kind of secret technique.
The Chunyang Palace Sword Immortal Sect, as the true inheritance of immortals, has been passed down for thousands of years. It is not surprising that there is such a secret method.
It’s just that this real person has become a blockbuster even if he doesn’t make a name for himself.
Even the comrades on the mountain were kept in the dark.
When Gui Yuan Lao Dao mentioned him before at Yaowang Temple at the foot of the mountain, he only said that he was in the realm of foundation building.
Huh——
Take a deep breath.
Chen Yulou put his thoughts away and seemed to be strolling among the sea of clouds. In fact, he was as fast as lightning. In just a moment, the figure who took the first step in his sight was very close at hand.
At this moment, Zhaohu Zhenren, no matter how casual his mind is, is watching the peaks of Zhongnan Mountain passing by outside him one by one. The cold wind blows his Taoist robes, his long hair is flying, and his face is hard to hide. stir.
Seclusion for many years.
Ignore worldly affairs.
Immerse yourself in sword practice.
Finally passed the barrier of life and death, surpassed many Taoists on the mountain, and stepped into the golden elixir realm.
People on the mountain say that he is indifferent and stubborn by nature, but who knows that he only pursues the great road, how can trivial things in the world disrupt his mood?
Now...
Walking through the air.
It’s not just to show off.
But to show those guys who say he has his own way of doing things, he is not claiming to be noble, but is actually practicing the great way.
Even this kind of behavior consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
But the depression in my chest disappeared.
It’s so damn refreshing!
Seeing the clouds and mist ahead, a familiar mountain appeared in reality, and among the ancient pines and cypresses, there was also a slightly dilapidated ancient temple.
Suddenly it is Chunyang Palace.
Zhaohu took a deep breath, counted the time, and jumped down from the Immortal Platform. It only took a few minutes to get here. If he climbed over the mountains and ridges, it would take at least an hour.
The time was shortened more than ten times.
When fellow Taoist Chen arrives... I should be able to recover to 70% to 80% after finishing my meditation.
Just rough swordsmanship.
Should be enough.
While pondering, Zhaohu was about to suppress his thoughts and walked down to the top of the mountain.
Anyway, we have arrived at the Aoshan border.
Climb up the stairs without wasting time.
It’s just...
Before he took any action.
A gentle laughter suddenly came.
"Master, I've been waiting for a long time."
Hearing this, the smile on Zhaohu's face froze.
Swallowing, he turned around with difficulty, and at a glance he saw Chen Yulou standing in the air not far away with his hands behind his hands, the clouds and mist floating under him, his breath calm, like a heavenly being .
Compared with forcibly raising the Qi, it is better to say that one is stuck in the air rather than stepping into the air.
Chen Yulou looks much more free and easy.
boom!
Facing that face with a gentle smile, Zhaohu felt a buzz in his head, as if a thunderbolt rose out of thin air and exploded with a bang.
Golden elixir?
No!
This kind of crossing through the air and integrating with the heaven and earth is definitely not something that can be achieved in the Golden Core realm.
So, where did he go?
Could it be Huaying or even... Yangshen?
Zhaohu Zhenren stood there in a daze, his mind went blank, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.
There was silence for a long time.
Just then he came back to his senses and looked at Chen Yulou with complicated eyes.
"Where."
"But I am a poor man who cannot see Mount Tai. It seems... I should call him senior."
Although Chen Yulou is young, he who has mastered it is his teacher.
It’s ridiculous that I can’t even see through the other person’s realm.
"My words are serious. Chen, with his meager strength, really cannot afford it."
Chen Yulou waved his hands repeatedly.
"Besides, today Chen is here to pay respects to his seniors. In this case, how can I have the nerve to climb a mountain to see him?"
He is a man of the world and acts casually.
If they were divided into three, six or nine grades based on their level of cultivation and strength, wouldn’t their cultivation be lonely?
What Taoism emphasizes is tranquility and inaction.
On the mountain, whether it was Guiyuan Laodao, Zhaohu Zhenren, or even Mingya Taoist, they all perfectly matched his imagination of Taoists.
If I say so.
On the contrary, it fell behind.
What else does the so-called sword-asking and asking mean?
"...that's fine."
Feeling the sincerity in his words.
Zhaohu Zhenren nodded, "In that case, we should still address ourselves as fellow Taoists."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to say one thing about a real person on the left and a Taoist thing on the other."
He was actually relieved.
To put it bluntly, in the eyes of many Taoists on the mountain, he is considered a deviant.
If he has to follow the rules, then he is not him.
Now it seems that this fellow Daoist Chen should also be on his side.
“Okay.”
Seeing his insistence, Chen Yulou didn’t have much to say, so he nodded and agreed.
“Fellow Taoist, please, in front of you is Aoshan Mountain, but the view is cold and cold, so please don’t dislike it.”
Zhaohu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
While talking.
The whole person takes one step.
Landing on a towering ancient tree, and then tapping his toes lightly on the treetop, he fell to the ground like a feather.
It can be seen that Zhaohu Zhenren is not only extremely accomplished in cultivation, but also has great achievements in secular martial arts.
Just this light-weight skill.
No worse than Yang Fang.
Chen Yulou followed closely behind and strolled down.
Passing through several ancient trees, an ancient temple with three entrances in front and back appeared in sight. Compared with many temples on Taibai Peak, it does appear to be a lot more desolate. The outside looks cool and cold, and the fragrance is not strong.
There were only two Taoist boys, one big and one small, holding bamboo brooms in their hands, struggling to sweep the snow outside the door.
"Master..."
"The real person is back."
Hearing the movement outside the mountain, the two of them turned around subconsciously.
There was surprise on both of their faces.
A little timid.
Chen Yulou understood at a glance that the Master Zhaohu in front of him was probably quite serious on weekdays.
Otherwise this would not be the case for the two of them.
It is in stark contrast to the previous Qingxu and the little Taoist boy from Yaowang Temple.
“No need to scan.”
"This is a senior cultivator from outside the mountain. You two go make a pot of hot tea."
Zhaohu nodded and ordered softly.
"Yes, master."
The two of them did not dare to delay, so they agreed and went in to do the work.
Zhaohu Zhenren thought of something again, "By the way, there will be a few Taoist friends and laymen coming later, please remember to come out to greet them."
"Remember it, Master."
The two nodded, put the broom upright under the corner, and then quickly opened the door and left.
Seeing this, Master Zhaohu turned around and said, "Friend Daoist Chen, please."
Watching the two figures disappear into the view, Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, these two disciples are young, their sword bones are already mature, and they have successors in Chunyang Palace."
"Come on, fellow Daoist Chen, please don't praise them or kill them. Otherwise, when the two brats hear this, their tails will be raised to the sky."
You can tell at a glance how good his two disciples are at him.
Zhaohu Zhenren was not surprised at all.
After all, the person next to you is most likely a high-level cultivator who is suspected of breaking through to the realm of infant transformation.
Not to mention Zhongnan Mountain, even in the entire Taoist world, I’m afraid there won’t be a few of them.
Such a great person.
It is estimated that only Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain, the two Taoist ancestral palaces, can be found, or those old guys who have lived for hundreds of years and have already entered the customs to escape the world.
Chen Yulou looks like he is no older than a young man.
You can have such a state.
It is unprecedented and unprecedented.
But...
He was talking about flattery and killing.
The arc between the eyebrows and eyes cannot be suppressed no matter what.
As Chen Yulou said, these two disciples of his are both extremely talented and have excellent understanding. They are one of a hundred. The most rare thing is that they are extremely consistent with the inheritance of the Sword Immortal Sect.
That’s why I was able to refine sword bones at a young age.
Even he, at their age, couldn't do this.
To be able to praise Chen Yulou so much.
How can Zhaohu hold back his excitement?
"As the old saying goes, you can see the whole leopard when you look at one spot. With these two disciples so outstanding, you can only imagine what the inheritance of the Sword Immortal Sect is like."
Chen Yulou was born in the world.
How could you not see his thoughts?
I just pretended not to see him.
"Daoyou Chen, you..."
The smile on Zhaohu's face could hardly be suppressed.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore. It’s cold outside. Let’s go inside and drink a cup of hot tea.”
"There's no need to drink tea."
As he opened the door and entered, Chen Yulou was filled with anticipation when looking at this Chunyang Ancient Palace.
“If you Taoist friends are free, why not take Chen around?”
“It would be best to pay homage to Lu Zu.”
“Of course you can. ”
Master Zhaohu was startled at first, but thinking about the legacy of Lu Zu that he mentioned before, it seemed reasonable.
I nodded and agreed immediately.
Chunyang Palace has a history of more than a thousand years and is said to have been built by Liu Haichan, a disciple of Lu Zu.
Back then, he lived in seclusion in the mountains and realized Taoism.
Later he preached to Liu Haichan.
In order to pass on the Sword Immortal Sect, he built Chunyang Palace in the mountains.
Up to Zhenzhen Zhaohu’s generation, there have been twenty-seven generations.
It is a pity that the Sword Immortal Sect is not as popular as Wen Gong and Yao Wang Temple. It has no talent and insufficient foundation, so it is difficult to practice it.
Therefore, there are very few disciples in each generation.
And he often goes into seclusion for several years just to learn the art of swordsmanship.
There were originally several fellow disciples of Zhaohu Zhenren, but he was the only one who walked out of the Tao realm. The other brothers had either passed away or could not bear the hardship in the mountains and went down the mountain early.
Chen Yulou looked around.
The inside of the temple is indeed as he said, cold and cold, with many places covered by mountain snow, and ice edges hanging down from the eaves.
The golden statue of Lu Zu enshrined in the main hall is very mottled.
“Fellow Taoist is laughing at you.”
"Taoists in the past generations did not engage in production and immersed themselves in cultivation, which is why they fell to this point."
Seeing Chen Yulou's silence, Master Zhaohu blushed and said slightly helplessly.
Previous years.
The imperial court and the county Taoist Association will allocate a sum of money every year.
Although there are only a few of them divided into various palaces and different viewing areas, they can barely get by.
However, in today's troubled times, not only years of wars, but also natural disasters and man-made disasters, to the point where people cannibalize each other, how can anyone remember Taoists like them?
He is also famous for his weird temper in the mountains.
Even if there is any funding, it will all be in the hands of Master Zhang of Doumu Palace.
Zhaohu was never willing to bow his head, so he could only live with his belt tight.
This has resulted in the current situation.
The palace became increasingly miserable.
"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, Chen is from a decent family background. He has been inherited by Lu Zu. He has always wanted to do something. When he comes back, I am willing to offer some incense."
Seeing him chattering. explained.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a little bitter.
This practice also requires food. Wealth and Dharma are two things, not to mention all four things.
Otherwise, no matter how good your talent is, it will be unsustainable.
“No, no, no…”
“It doesn’t take much to practice in the mountains.”
Zhaohu shook his head and refused.
But Chen Yulou has already made up his mind. Even if he renovates the entire Chunyang Palace from the inside out, it won't cost much.
To him, it was just a drop in the bucket.
"I wonder where you practice your sword, Master?"
Chen Yulou changed the topic and stopped worrying too much about this matter. Zhaohu's personality seemed casual, but in fact he was most concerned about it. It is pride, but it is easy to break if you are strong.
"Back Mountain."
"There is a large snow plain, which is said to be the place where Lu Zu practiced swordsmanship. For thousands of years, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and all the disciples in the temple practice swordsmanship there. ”
really.
As soon as he heard this, Master Zhaohu’s attention was immediately attracted, he pointed to the mountain behind and responded seriously.
While talking.
He even made a gesture of invitation and led Chen Yulou around the main hall, stepping on the snow on the road, and not long after, they came to a large mountain flat.
Surrounded by ancient pines, bamboos, strange rocks, and gurgling streams flowing through the bamboo forest.
The ground is covered with snow.
The scenery is quiet and tranquil, which makes people feel uneasy.
The more Chen Yulou looked at it, the more surprised he became. Walking on the snowy plain, his eyes twinkling, he couldn't help but turn around and look at Zhaohu Zhenren not far away, and made a gesture of competition.
“The snow scenery in the mountains is great.”
“Please give me some advice from the real person!” (End of this chapter)