Comprehensive martial arts: Guarding Wudang, stopping Xu Weixiong at the beginning

The wind is getting stronger

The blue robe was agitated

Rattle

The young Taoist priest closed his eyes, and within the dantian, the eight-rank green lotus kept spinning,

The cold mountain wind was blowing in front of you.

Long

He just went down to Lotus Peak.

Two dark clouds drifted in, obscuring the sky at the top of the mountain, accompanied by a light rain, and the mountains and fields were turning green.

On the Wenxin Lake in the distance, the waves are stirred, and from time to time there are fatty river fish rushing out of the lake, and a crucian carp is stiffened, and then it falls into the water.

Inside the mountain stream

Clouds of white mist rose up, fluttering in the wind, unpredictable, but gathered together, sometimes scattering into large clouds of smoke.

The drizzle swept the mountain wind, splashing and sprinkling, falling on the bamboo forest, falling on the towering ancient trees, and falling on the slender willow branches.

On the bluestone paved path, moss grew between the cracks, and the young Taoist priest stepped on the stone slabs and walked down the mountain.

"Uncle Xiao, just let the girl of the Xuanyuan family go?"

At the foot of the mountain

Seeing Lin Xuan coming down, someone immediately came over and said, "Such a good girl, are you really willing to do it, uncle?"

"Go, go, go. "

The young Taoist priest scolded: "Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned." "

"Uncle Junior, when will your old man bring us a senior lady back. "

"You know a fart, the little uncle is handsome and handsome, and his martial arts are powerful, how can one master be enough, no matter how you say it, it will take ten or eight. "

"While playing. "

Lin Xuan pouted: "I see that you are quite idle, it seems that the intensity of your recent practice is too low." "

"In this way, from tomorrow onwards, the intensity of practice will be doubled. "

"Uncle Junior, you can't do this. "

"Uncle Junior,. "

Suddenly there was a wailing and screaming.

"Itchy, underwhelming. "

The young Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bluestone, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and sneered: "Take the time to test your swordsmanship another day." "

The so-called test of swordsmanship is naturally to practice with him.

Frightened, those three generations of disciples hurriedly stayed away, hid on the river beach, and began to practice swords one by one.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's departure did not cause any fluctuations in his mood, it was just a farce.

Sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes, concentrating, at the end of the fishing line, there was originally a straight hook, but now it is good, even the hook is gone.

Fishing for 09 fish is only secondary, the most important thing is to cultivate the mind and refine the gods.

The mind is such a thing, ethereal, traceless, unspeakable, unspeakable, but real.

soon

Lin Xuan entered a state of concentration, and his whole body was shrouded in a mysterious power.

In the distance, the waterfall descended like an army of horses galloping across the land, letting out a deafening roar.

Until evening

He showed no signs of waking up

The wind and rain are getting stronger

Splashing and sprinkling, falling from the sky, the smoke and rain were hazy, hitting the grass, trees, bamboos and stones, making a crackling sound.

In the blue pool, raindrops fall and waves ripple.

After completing a day's practice, the three generations of disciples on the river beach went up to the mountain, and they had long been Xi to the state of their little uncle.

Sometimes it is not without sitting for half a day, or even three or five days, without even moving a finger.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier

The sky was full of smoke and rain, but it was difficult to get close to the young Taoist priest, and an invisible barrier shrouded him.

The storm fell, and three feet above Lin Xuan's head, it flowed in all directions.

Heavy rain

As far as the eye could see, it was all hazy, and it was impossible to see far, and the streams were filled with muddy rain.

In the mountains and wilderness, birds and beasts hid.

The young Taoist priest remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, his line floating in the pool.

The rain came quickly, and it rained for four or five days before it gradually stopped, and the muddy river at the foot of the mountain was turbulent.

Lin Xuan also settled for four or five days, woke up when the rain stopped, stretched his waist, and the cool mountain breeze accompanied by the humid water vapor greeted him.

The fog was shrouded

The blades of grass hung with crystal clear rain and dew, and they stepped out and walked down the mountain, and returned after a short time.

Holding roast chicken in one hand and a pot of wine in the other, he sat on the ground and ate slowly.

"Uncle Xiao, a guy who forgets his friends, doesn't know how to come back and take a look. "

While eating, he cursed.

Seriously

He misses a little nostalgic when Uncle Xiao is there, at least someone can accompany him to drink and chat.

As soon as Uncle Xiao left, Lin Xuan's fun was much less.

The second-generation disciples and the third-generation disciples were all busy cultivating, so they couldn't run to ask those uncles and uncles to drink with them.

A roast chicken went down, burped, and licked the meat foam on his fingers, a little unsatisfied.

So he secretly went to the bottom of the mountain and bought a few more, and after drinking and eating and drinking, he lay down on a stool and slept.

"Moo. "

The green cow appeared at the end of the mountain road in the distance, saw Lin Xuan sleeping in the pavilion, and ran over and called twice.

"Play with it, and then call it and I'll roast you." "

He rolled over, his tone rather impatient.

The green ox burrowed into the mountains and forests.

Storm

The blue sky is like a wash, a round of scorching sun hangs in the air, and the dazzling golden light is sprinkled, shining on the mountains and fields, and the water vapor rises.

After the green cow had eaten enough of the tender grass, he ran to play in the water in the Wenxin Lake, and Lin Xuan continued to sleep soundly.

When I woke up, it was already evening, and I realized that I was covered with a white cloak.

Sniffing lightly, the familiar fragrance entered his nose, and he smiled, and sure enough, he got up from the stool and looked down the mountain

I happened to see Mu Huanhuan supervising the practice of three generations of disciples.

"Sister Huanhuan, why are you in the mood to come down the mountain today. "

Descending the trail, shouting from afar.

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to say. "

Mu Huanhuan said: "You are lazy to sleep in the gazebo, I won't come to help you keep an eye on whom." "

He took the cloak from his hand and tied it around his body.

"Sister Huanhuan still knows that she feels sorry for me. "

Lin Xuan yawned and sat on the chair.

If there was only Lin Xuan alone, those three generations of disciples would still dare to giggle, but Mu Huanhuan was present.

They didn't dare to laugh and laugh, so they could only practice their swords honestly one by one.

"All serious. "

Her beautiful eyes swept over everyone, and she said in a deep voice, "Don't be lazy." "

The time on the mountain is always extremely peaceful, and before you know it, day by day.

In addition to teasing those masters who come to challenge every once in a while, most of the other time is spent fishing for the sword.

Or urge the disciples to practice.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn again

When the first autumn rain falls, the torrential rain spreads and dispels the scorching heat that has been lingering on the land for months.

The weather is getting cooler, the leaves on the mountain are faintly yellow, and the water in the mountain stream is also a little chilly.

Half a month later

The first frost appears in the morning

The grass and trees were covered with a layer of white frost, and the air was thick with cold.

The rivers and lakes outside the mountain are still bloody and bloody, and the undercurrent is turbulent, but unfortunately it is none of Lin Xuan's business.

Sometimes when I was bored, I would ride a green ox and go all over the mountains to pick some ripe fruits.

Some of it was eaten, and the rest was used by him to make fruit wine, but the method was too clumsy.

So much so that the fruit wine that was brewed at the beginning was not drunk, even if it was fed to the green cattle and cows, it was not eaten.

However, after Lin Xuan poured it for more than half a month, he finally brewed the first jar of good wine.

It took another two months, and with his tireless pleasure, he made thirty or forty altars.

"You're so idle. "

Mu Huanhuan was wearing an apron, helping him tinker with those strange bottles and cans, and couldn't help complaining.

"You know, it's called technology. "

Lin Xuan said: "Maybe in the future, the fruit wine brewed by our Wudang can become a world-famous good wine." "

"When the time comes, the wealth will be abundant, and the silver will flow like water to my pocket. "

"Daydreaming. "

Mu Huanhuan hit mercilessly.

"Just wait. "

Lin Xuan said: "In the future, when you become a little rich woman, you will know how to thank this junior brother." "

"It's also a rich woman. "

Mu Huanhuan laughed: "Then I'll wait." "

pity

Although reluctant to admit it

But Lin Xuan has no talent in winemaking, and it took two or three months before and after, and he can drink more than forty jars of fruit wine.

As for the rest, it's a little bit unsightly.

In a fit of rage, the young Taoist priest kicked over the bottles and cans with both feet, and went down the mountain to learn the sword with a scolding spirit.

"Sister Huanhuan, it seems that you are not destined to be a rich woman. "

Lin Xuan's voice came from a distance.

The latter shook his head, smiled between his eyebrows, and reached out to put away all the things he had made up, and then left.

After autumn, it is winter (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

After winter, spring is over

The seasons are endless.

The ice and snow melted, and the young Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bluestone next to the stone bridge, as if dozing off.

Because he thought those disciples were too noisy to practice, Lin Xuan asked them to go to the mountains to practice again.

The ice on the lake has not completely melted, and a lot of ice has washed down the cliff with the flowing water.

The weather in early spring was still cold, and although the sun hung overhead, the sun was not warm on the body.

On the contrary, as soon as the cold wind in the mountains blew, I couldn't help but shiver.

If you look at it with the method of internal viewing, you can see that in Lin Xuan's dantian, the eight-rank green lotus is rotating.

The Pure Yang Wuji Gong and the Blue Lotus Sword Sutra operated at the same time, continuously transforming the Pure Yang True Qi into the Blue Lotus Sword Qi.

The ninth lotus leaf has faintly appeared in the embryonic form, and when it is completely blooming, it is the time when the water comes into shape and steps into the realm of the big finger.

As soon as he entered the Big Finger Mysterious Realm, not to mention that he was invincible under the Land Immortal Realm, at least the ordinary Celestial Realm was not his opponent.

"It's been two months, why hasn't anyone come to try the sword yet. "

Long

The young Taoist priest woke up and muttered to himself.

Internal and external kung fu, faintly touched the consummation of the little finger Xuan realm, only one step away, to break through the barrier.

The sword momentum has also been cultivated to a terrifying realm, and there is only one opportunity left to realize the sword intent.

In order to achieve the cultivation of the great master of the sword, at all times, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass him with a sword.

After more than a year of cultivation, although it seems that there is no breakthrough, both the kendo and the cultivation realm have stagnated.

In fact, Lin Xuan re-accumulated the foundation and made up for the defects on the foundation, both inside and outside, without leaks.

It's like a bucket with a lid on it, if you want to use the water inside to prop the lid open.

The easiest way to do this is to fill the bucket with water, so that the lid can be lifted naturally.

If you only have half a bucket of water, but you want to force the lid open, you have to pay tenfold, hundredfold, or even thousandfold strength.

And what he has done in the past few years is to fill the barrel with water.

The old dry trees are sending out tender shoots, and on the branches, the leaves are stretching their waists.

The green bamboo next to the stone bridge swayed, making a rustling sound.

"Spring sleepy, autumn is lacking, summer naps, can't wake up in winter and March. "

The young Taoist priest smiled: "When I woke up, I was sleepy again." "

yawned in his mouth, stretched his waist, pulled out the long sword on his back, and practiced swordsmanship for half an hour before he woke up.

The sword was sheathed, the robe was waved, and a fat river fish rose from the pool and landed on the ground.

He raised the fire and put bamboo on the fire to roast.

"Little things, the red dust is bitter, and if you enter the temple of my five internal organs, it can be regarded as your creation. "

Lin Xuan thought in pieces.

After that, he added two more sticks of firewood to it, burned the bonfire widely, divided it by two, and ate the grilled fish.

In the blink of an eye

It's evening

It was dark

The vast expanses of burning clouds on the horizon are layered and uncertain, sometimes like a dragon going out to sea, sometimes like a phoenix nirvana, and sometimes like a Kunpeng swaying upward.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the young Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bluestone until the sunset completely set the horizon.

Only then did he get up, carry the long sword on his back, and slowly walk towards the mountain.

The moon stars are scarce, the black magpie flies south, there are only two thin clouds, and after the moonlight passes through the clouds, it is even more hazy, like a soft white veil.

Wearing the stars and the moon, humming a tune in his mouth, raising his legs and walking, walking on the mountain road, half an hour later, the mountain gate looms.

At this moment, Lin Xuan stopped and suddenly turned his head to look into the distance, under the dark night.

"What a jumping clown, he dares to run to Wudang Mountain. "

He raised his eyebrows, raised his right hand, and his sleeve robe agitated, and a row of steel needles silently flew out of his sleeve robe267, heading towards the night.

After a few breaths, tiny clouds of sparks burst out of the air, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Apparently two hidden weapons collided.

Urging the true qi, a little on the tip of the toes, the body rose out of thin air, stepped out, and in an instant, it swept out twenty or thirty zhang, like an immortal in the sky.

Stepping on the void, the Taoist robe agitated, in an instant, those eyes faintly glowed with a little essence.

A figure wrapped in a night robe appeared in front of him, shrouded in black robes from top to bottom, and only a pair of eyes leaked out.

The other party obviously didn't expect to run into someone at this time, and he didn't expect that as soon as the young Taoist priest made a move, it was a thunderous method.

The distance was stretched to within ten zhang, Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and another row of dense steel needles was punched out.

Under the cover of the night, these steel needles were extremely difficult to find, and the man in black had a frightened look in his eyes, and a row of hidden weapons were also shot out in both hands, wrapped in strong strength, and came towards Lin Xuan.

"Insect carving skills. "

The young Taoist priest disdainfully: "If you only have this ability, you won't be able to get out of Wudang today." "

The sleeve robe waved, the true qi surged, and a violent wind was born out of thin air, blowing the hidden weapon away, and the black-clothed body dodged the steel needle in a strange posture.

He sank a few feet violently, his toes were on the void, his body swept out, and he rushed towards the mountains and forests.

I want to escape under the cover of night.

"Want to go?"

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, stepped out, his true qi was running, his feet stepped on the void, he rode the wind, and without landing, he walked in the air, chasing after the breath of the man in black.

The speed of the two was not at all level, Lin Xuan was strolling leisurely, while the man in black was scurrying left and right in the dense forest, wanting to get rid of Lin Xuan.

It's a pity that no matter how he goes around, he can't get rid of the young Taoist priest at all, but the distance is getting closer and closer.

"If you don't run faster, you're going to die. "

Lin Xuan's playful tone echoed in the mountains and forests, his sleeve robe agitated, and steel needles were fired one after another.

"Sneer"

The steel needles were dodged and shot into the trunks, bluestones, and ground, leaving behind tiny needle holes.

"I can't run away. "

The young Taoist priest's right hand reached out, urging the true qi, pinching the palm print, and in an instant, a terrifying palm power condensed.

The wind was raging, the void shook, and the palm power was not released, but the strength had already spread out along the void.

The next moment

The strong palm force fell, heading towards the black-robed man, whose body instantly stiffened, and there was nowhere to escape.

turned his head violently and played a dense array of hidden weapons, but in front of Lin Xuan's palm, these hidden weapons were completely like mantis arms as a car, and they were not self-sufficient.

He couldn't even stop it, the palm power fell, and the terrifying coercion came, and the black-robed man's eyes were faintly filled with fear.

"Get out of the way. "

At this moment, a black-robed man suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed man, holding a strangely shaped narrow knife with both hands, and slashed at the palm force.

"Snort"

The furious sword light instantly erupted, heading towards the palm print, the two collided, the wind raged, and the qi surged.

The sword light and palm print shattered at the same time, the wind roared, and the two black-clothed men were directly shocked out by the qi wave for more than ten zhang.

"Bang Bang Bang"

It took several towering trees to smash in a row before stopping.