Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 97

The Immortal Banquet Altar on Manting Peak is a flat boulder. At this time, the fairy fog is lingering, the red clouds are flowing, and all kinds of strange noises are constantly coming, but it is easy to think of the mirages that often appear on the seashore.

The ancients were not ignorant and barbaric. For example, "Mengxi Bi Tan" has long discussed the origin of the seaside illusion.However, whether it is Qin Shihuang's east tour or the fairy mountain pavilions that Emperor Wu of Han saw at the seaside, in addition to the lifelike pictures of the fairy world, there are also clear sounds of people, animals, carriages and horses, and even see the immortals on the mountain beckoning.

Yuan Huazi took a step forward, raised the hem of his Taoist uniform, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Really, the Immortal Feast is about to begin, why are you hesitating?"

Hongyang Shengtong spoke in a piercing voice, with a ferocious smile on his face, but he was protected in the center by four Liujia god generals on the spot.

Yuan Huazi lowered his eyebrows and said slowly.

"Your nobleman, why bother to ask questions knowingly? Outsiders may see different opinions about this fairy banquet, but Na Luochun must have guessed the mystery once he won part of the mantle of the Tao Immortal Master of the Shangqing School."

How should I describe this piece of fairy fog?
Should we praise its erratic coming and going swiftly, fear its aggression like fire and silence all things, or be obsessed with its mysterious beauty, which is rare in the world?
The two who resolutely took the seat met in a fog as majestic as a relic of the prehistoric world and the beginning of chaos. They suddenly realized, no wonder the ancients who passed on this information were so dumbfounded and unable to explain.

The celestial fog was still the same fog, but the undulating red clouds pierced the sky. No matter where their eyes turned, they could only glimpse the heart-stirring red light, creating an unprecedented and strange scene.

Hongxia is changing constantly, sometimes it looks like towers and palaces, sometimes it looks like chariots and horses, and sometimes it looks like lakes and seas steaming. Among them, Yuanhuazi is still a little bit able to hold his breath and keep his heart, chanting scriptures without moving, but Hongyang Shengtong is already obsessed with this A space beyond imagination.

As the real shape changed in the cloud and mist, Hongyang Shengtong suddenly fell backwards with an "ahhh", unable to get up in a daze!
It stands to reason that the holy boy of the White Lotus Sect who once set up the "Festival of Immortals in the World", relying on paper figurines and jade girls to intimidate their minds, shouldn't have such a gaffe.

But he is very clear in his heart that no matter how realistic his fake fairy banquet is, he just relies on fear and terror to make the banquet guests feel sympathetic. Stereotyped to the point that it cannot be missed.

But what he saw in front of his eyes was nothing, accompanied by gusts of wind and waves as the horses and horses volleyed in the air, and the sound of squeaking—what he saw were roads hidden behind the curtain of fairy mist, covered by the curtain of the car. The huge figure in it.

From the gaps in the car curtains, you can neither see the luxurious crown and the beaded beading, nor the feather clothes and the emerald jade wat. His aura is already surging above the sky!

They can be seen clearly from a very far distance, because these figures are too huge, compared with ordinary people who are as small as a drop in the ocean, they are more than a thousand feet tall.What makes Hongyang Shengtong hesitate at this moment is the fear of the gods from the bottom of his heart!
"Penglai has no road, Kunlun is far away, these are all demonic obstacles!"

Yuanhuazi let out bursts of thunder, which shattered the haze in front of Hongyang Shengtong like a thunderbolt.After the sound, Hongxia was still fierce, but the sound of chariots and horses and the appearance of a fairy were no longer there.

"Thank you for your help."

Hongyang Shengtong expressed his thanks to Yuanhuazi with a little hesitation. The scene looked a little funny, but in fact, the two were about the same age, even Hongyang Shengtong was a few years older.

Yuan Huazi said inadvertently: "Magic barriers are also evil, or they are evil, or they are beautiful, or they are beautiful, or they are watching the subaru. In this fairy fog, we must be cautious."

"Why would a real person lie to me? Is the truth of the fairy banquet a matter of one mind?"

Hongyang Shengtong was hesitant when he heard the words, and it took him a long time to reply: "Penglai has no road, and the world will never see it again. According to the "Book of Shengxian Shengxian", this Hongqiao bridge for the feast of raising immortals has long been cut off. It is absolutely impossible to ascend to the sky, the only way is to summon the blue bird under the Queen Mother to descend."

The expression on Yuanhuazi's face was extremely complicated, as if he had great resistance to this book, even hearing it would make him unhappy.

"The theory of the demon book is a serious disaster. Immortal Master Tao Hongjing would rather bury these things in the tomb than pass them on to the world, just because he was worried about you people with extremely cool methods."

The Holy Child of Hongyang was not angry, but asked instead: "What the real person said is true. I was really shocked when I read the things in this book. But you also know these things-could there be such a real person in the world who reads it, and the people in the world can read it." Is there something you can't even see?"

What he said in a big way is that today I didn't use this book to disrupt the world, and you came to participate in the fairy banquet by yourself. Why can't you come and I can't?

"For a veteran, no one can see this thing!"

Yuan Huazi stared suddenly, aggressively.

"The blue bird descending the truth technique you got in your hands originated from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and it was originally obtained from the cave in this big mountain in Wuyi. At the beginning, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty met the Queen Mother of the West in the Jiuhua Palace, but the inside story was never known; the subsequent Emperor Xuan, Emperor Cheng, and Emperor Ai After several generations of the Han Dynasty declined, it was sealed up during Guangwu Zhongxing, and then reappeared during the Dong Zhuo Rebellion, so Chang'an was almost a ghost town, and Beimang Mountain has been rampant for a hundred years..."

Volume [-] of "Natural History" records that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty loved the way of immortality, and sacrificed to the famous mountain Daze in order to seek the way of immortality. He obtained the blue bird technique in Wuyi Mountain, and he could send messages to and from Penglai, Kunlun.

Later, at seven quarters of the night on July [-], Dongfang Shuo saw with his own eyes the Queen Mother riding a Ziyun chariot to the west of the hall, facing south and east, with a taihua bun on her head, and her green spirit was as gloomy as a cloud.At this time, there are three green birds as big as birds, standing beside the maid.

But Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not become a fairy after all, and there was no more to this mysterious banquet, only the legend that "Pengshan has no many ways to go, and the blue bird is attentive to visit".

"The subsequent two Jin scholars regarded themselves very highly, and the blue bird technique was used in their hands to use Xinglie Youju. Zhang Maoxian, the supervisor of Zhongshu, couldn't bear the burning charcoal in the world, so he said that someone entered the palace to steal books and destroyed the blue bird technique, which prevented the Jin people from further using it. Rhinos are a disaster."

"The Shangqing school was read by Yang Xi by chance, so he omitted the introduction of the talisman and shortened it to the technique of the Shangqing descending truth, and relied on it to get Mrs. Wei Hua Cun descending the truth to preach, and opened up a school. Even if the deletion is still It is dangerous, so it was sealed in the tomb by Tao Hongjing, leaving only the poor technique of holding a spirit that has been spread among the people."

"Afterwards, although Song Huizong built the Jiangzhen Altar and Yuanting asked for immortals to scrape the ground, fortunately no further disasters were caused. But after all, I never guessed that when everyone didn't know, someone had already used the Jiang The True Technique summoned Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty, and reversed the most terrifying technique of the Blue Bird in the Han Palace!"

As Yuanhuazi's voice became higher and higher, Hongyang Shengtong no longer concealed the look of expectation on his face.

That's right, what he has in his hands is not the cut-down Shangqing Jiangzhen Art, nor is it the folk spirit-invoking magic art, but the most original, ancient art that was passed down to the Queen Mother of the West at the Temple of the West, obtained from Wuyi No.16 Dongtian The Han Palace Blue Bird Technique!
As the four sticks of Hanyuan Shougong incense were lit in their hands, the rising green smoke turned into countless wonders, and the strange fragrance was once again embedded in the fairy mist, and the sky full of red clouds suddenly seemed to have been exerted gravity. The top of Liujiashen general's head began to collapse, falling to the ground little by little.

That scene is like an illusory creation suddenly surrendering to the laws of reality, revealing its original real form.

The Red Sun Saint Child looked slowly, and saw that in front of the scene of the fairy fog collapsing, there was a cliff that could reach directly into the sky.King Gu Ye between Liang and Chen in the Southern Dynasties firmly believed that the hanging coffin was "the house of the immortals on the earth", and only the gods had the ability to fly the clouds and ride the fog, so that the corpse could be hidden on such a steep cliff.

And the high and perilous peak that appeared in front of them stands majestically like a pillar of heaven and earth. There are countless caves and caves on it. Thousands of shriveled, bent, mutilated, or deformed corpses are hidden in the caves. Among them, faint limbs seem to be shaking.

These bodies covered with spider silk and dust are all exposed in the red glow of the night at this moment, and from inside came the faint and endless sound of flute pipes, like weeping, accompanied by an unimaginable black bird-like shadow suddenly appeared The high mountain swept up, arousing all unknown things lurking in the dark night.

"It's a big 鵹! This must be the big 鵹 among the three blue birds driven by the Queen Mother!"

The whirling and dancing figures of the immortals who ascended to the sky and descended to the earth suddenly appeared above the peak, so huge and bloated that this world cannot tolerate it, and a whirling shadow like a cloud in the higher place is the same huge black giant tree shaking absurdly blade.

The trunk was covered with twisted and unknown spores, which seemed to be growing rapidly, until it completely separated from the mother body, and fell from the high mountain with a bang, like a night rain in Bashan.

The spore changed its shape as it fell, and quickly experienced life and death, until it suddenly fell to the ground, and it turned into a piece of dead bark, dark and dull, twisted and hard.

"The queen mother once said to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty that the fairy tree will die for 3000 years in the Qing Dynasty. If it falls on the turbid land of the mortal world, it will go through 3000 years of life and death in one day, and it will never bloom and bear fruit."

Seeing the place where it fell, the Holy Child of Red Sun rushed out and picked up the thing tremblingly, "Immortal Master Ge Hong once said that by taking Ganoderma lucidum plus the technique of guidance, you can live forever. The tree is "Shan Hai Jing. Overseas South Classic" The recorded immortal tree 'Ganmu', what grows from this tree must be the immortal mushroom sprouting from the trunk!"

"The Book of Immortal Ascension really didn't lie to me!"

"It's not far from being lost, so stop quickly..."

Yuan Huazi spoke slowly.

"Really, if you think what I'm doing is wrong, why don't you stop me?!"

Holding the Immortality Mushroom in his hand, the Holy Child of Red Sun stood up suddenly, looked at Yuan Huazi who was not far away and asked a question suddenly - even when he was in ecstasy and panic, this scheming "Holy Child" of the White Lotus Sect, still He did not lose his vigilance against the outside world.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring straight at the old Taoist priest, full of sophistication and forbearance that did not match his appearance, "Could it be that you are just talking about it, and you also want to see the true colors of the Han Palace Blue Bird Art? !"

Yan Bi tightly held the dead branch-like xianzhi in his hand. Even in his eyes, the Immortal Feast Altar was full of such things, but the Red Sun Holy Child subconsciously felt that the person in front of him would definitely want to take it away. things in their own hands.

"My lord, do you know that the incorruptible corpses all over the mountains and plains have different origins."

Yuanhuazi Shi Shiran sat with his legs crossed and his eyes downcast, unmoved.

"The most unfortunate ones are the poor people who strayed into this place and died in black and white. They didn't understand, and their bones were gone."

"Afterwards, there are people who know something about the Immortal Feast, and yearn for it with the ambition of immortality. Whether it is immortality or immortality, there is nothing they want here, but they have believed in it since ancient times and cannot change it. There are ancient corpses in the cliff coffins of the Great King, Manting and Lianfeng Mountains."

"After that, there are people who study the inside story and are proficient in alchemy like you and me. Our purpose of coming here is very clear, and the means are also complete. If we follow the steps, the old Taoist believes that we can achieve our goals."

"what is your purpose!"

Hongyang Shengtong hid behind the Liujia God General, his posture was extremely vigilant.

"Since ancient times, seek what is above and get what is below, and if you read the chapter of "Baopuzi·Huang Bai" written by Master Ge Hong carefully, you will know that what he said is "Cinnabar is gold, and you can become immortal if you serve it." Those who eat grass and trees, and those who return after a thousand years are called corporals."

Yuanhuazi talked eloquently, with a lot of disdain in his tone.

The Holy Child of Hongyang suddenly became vigilant again, holding up the immortality plant in his hand like crazy, and asked angrily: "You said I can't live forever?!"

Facing the scene of the desolate cliff corpses all over the mountain, Yuan Huazi slowly raised his head as still in the ancient well.

"The road to immortality is so difficult. Even Immortal Master Ge Hong only said that 'cinnabar is gold' for the outer alchemy of the cauldron furnace, but he did not understand the art of inner alchemy. If you really want to raise the rainbow high in this banquet of raising immortals, there is no chance. To achieve success, you must obtain the magic of the golden elixir. This is something that Immortal Master Bai Yuchan even Master Zhu has kept secret."

Hongyang Shengtong sneered and said: "I may not be able to transform into a real person after taking the fairy medicine, and you don't have a golden core in your body, so what's the use of talking about these gossips."

Yuan Huazi sighed.

From Yuan Huazi's point of view, as Hongyang Shengtong used the Han Palace blue bird technique, the fairy mist in the sky had collapsed and opened a hole, and he could vaguely see the ten thousand-foot peaks and cliff corpse caves transformed by the mist, and he could also see the high mountains. The awe-inspiring star in the sky hangs directly in the northern sky.

At this moment, the Holy Child of Red Sun had once again fallen into a demonic state. He would rather look at the mist in amazement than look at the stars in the sky, and he was holding a withered strange plant in his hand.

Fangcai Yuanhuazi lowered his eyes to peep, guarding his heart alone with a deep intention, until he saw the empty room turning white, then he barely pierced through the fairy fog, and found a crack opened in the distance of the Immortal Feast Altar.

The piles of corpses inside are messy, and the twisted and deformed limbs are beyond description. What grows out of the mummy's mouth is nothing but strange dry plants that look like newborn sunflowers!

Yuan Huazi sighed softly, his eyes full of compassion.

In the moment of mourning my life, how many people can keep calm in front of the chance of immortality?

Even if the ancient sages hated it deeply, they did not completely destroy this road to immortality.Ordinary people don't grow old, feathered travelers travel, and real people live the same life as the world. Who can completely get rid of expectations?
Therefore, even Immortal Master Bai Yuchan believed that the reason why the Manting Peak Immortal Banquet was so harmful was because people's understanding of him was too shallow.Just as Taoist priests have developed from qi-training talismans to internal and external alchemy, perhaps when a higher level of cultivation is ascended, this fairy feast can truly become an opportunity to overcome the suffering of the world.

The sect of Yuanhuazi has guarded here for hundreds of years, and also waited for hundreds of years by mistake, sitting and watching countless people walking up the mountain with numb steps, and never returned.

Now his brother has long since given up on this place, he is already old, what he is most worried about is that the little Taoist will walk the same wrong path as his parents back then, facing the illusory fairy banquet, and hastily end his own life.

When doing homework in the morning and evening, I always reminded my disciples that our sect "first life and then nature". Did the little apprentice understand?
The most irritating thing is that Jiang Wen, who always looks like his apprentice Meng Lang, leads his apprentice to look through ancient books and monsters. In the past few years, he almost even guessed and told the biggest secret of our sect.

But Jiang Wen is different from the little apprentice. The little apprentice is very worried about the death of his parents. He is afraid that this matter will one day turn into a demonic obstacle on the road of cultivation, and he will not avoid it. At the same time, he knows very well that Jiang Wen is the most The person who is most afraid of death and cherishes his life the most, the so-called Jianghu martial arts is just a pond where he lives.

Jiang Wen, who knew that when Beichen was arched high, the Immortal Mist opened the door, should have rushed down the mountain now, right?

Yuan Huazi didn't intend to stop Hongyang Shengtong from eating the "Eternal Life Mushroom". The other party has the protection of the heavenly master's alchemy, so why didn't he stay behind?

The achievements of the brothers in the Yuanhuazi school are different, the senior brother and the seventh brother have the highest achievements, Yuanhuazi's cultivation achievements are not outstanding, he has never touched the edge of the golden alchemy, but he is unique in the outer alchemy.

As long as he swallows the "Da Xuan Jiu Huan Pill" that has been stored for a long time in his mouth, he will be able to join the dragon and the tiger within a breath, and step into the golden elixir...

"If there are really gods at the fairy banquet today, then come and settle the score with the old Taoist!"

At the moment when Beichen reached the mid-heaven, the old Taoist opened his mouth suddenly with eyes like lightning, and a bolt of purple thunder and green lightning exploded, the scenery in the magic barrier was suddenly cut, and the mist continued to recede.

It was as if the tide receded on the coast, gradually revealing the barren and desolate sandy beach below, which also woke up stranded fish like Hongyang Shengtong, who were dumbfounded and unable to speak.

This Lei Fa alchemy kung fu can be nourished internally to form a golden elixir, and when used externally, it is a thunderbolt. Combining the talismans, spells, fingerprints, Yubu, Cunshen, and inner alchemy on Yuanhuazi's body, what he uses is Bai Yuchan. The fairy master left behind, and the inner devil and the outer evil are omnipotent, the hole mysterious jade Shulei!

But when Yuan Huazi stood up like a god, and came to the crack of the Immortal Feast Altar to release the thunder method again, he suddenly heard some strange voices.

Yuan Huazi forcibly suppressed his anxiety, and was about to raise his hand to move forward, but his heart suddenly beat violently.In the end, he realized that the weird voice he heard actually came from his heart!
By the way, that sound is not a sheng, not a xiao, not a crane, but different sounds of different sizes!
Then what appeared on him at this time, the voices of different heights and thicknesses were played repeatedly, until the spirit almost collapsed, it was the "sound of heart" that only he could hear, it was a terrifying experience of the sound of the heart!
"Impossible! Now is the time for Beichen to arch high, why is the Immortal Banquet still not weakening!"

Yuanhua Zimu was about to burst, and fell to the ground in pain, only to feel that the five internal erysipelas burst out instantly, and the sequelae of forcing the golden elixir could no longer be suppressed.On the other side, the Holy Child of Red Sun also fell into a terrified heartbeat, and the four Liujia God Generals were in a mess.

Hongyang Shengtong's eyes had lost their luster, and he was holding the Immortal Mosquito from the dead man's body tightly in his palm. Losing his mind in the pain, he suddenly stuffed it into his mouth.

But at this moment, Yuan Huazi suddenly felt a force lift him up, quickly moved away from the crack, and his heartbeat weakened a bit.

"You are... Jiang Wen?!"

He opened his eyes and recognized the identity of the person in an instant.

With a bronze sword in his waist, Jiang Wen continued to carry people with a determined face.

"Really, don't come here unharmed."

(End of this chapter)