From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 183 Persuade Jun to learn to be loose, be careful not to be a peach and plum

The ceremony for the handover of the Quanzhen sect leader came to a successful conclusion, and the guests and the sect leader Yin congratulated and left.

However, when Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty was manifesting his sainthood, he sent a message to Guo Jing, Yin Kexi, and Daoist Dongling, asking them to meet at Feishengyan.

So after the conference, the three of them talked to Yin Zhiping together, and then Yin Zhiping brought them to visit.

It was already dusk, and it was about to fall into the night. When the four of them walked in front of the Ascension Rock Cottage, a breeze blew past.

Guo Jing, Yin Kexi, and Yin Zhiping were disciples of the younger generation, and they knelt in front of the grass hut and kowtowed.

Taoist Master Dongling just cupped his hands and said, "Dijun, the old Taoist was invited to come here. For a meeting in Maoshan 40 years ago, the old Taoist always missed Dijun, and didn't want to finally meet again today."

The door of the Caolu was pushed open, and Emperor Xuan of Qing, with a three-foot black beard floating on his chest, walked out slowly with a glamorous and delicate female crown.

Although Taoist Master Dongling had never seen this female crown, he knew that it was Lin Qingxuan's Taoist companion Chilian Yuanjun Li Mochou, and immediately bowed his head and said, "The poor Taoist has seen the emperor, Yuanjun."

Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou returned the salute, then waved their sleeves to hold up Guo Jing, Yin Kexi, and Yin Zhiping, and said with a smile, "It's been a long time, Brother Dongling. …”

Daoist Dongling said with a smile: "You are far from the emperor. If it wasn't for your guidance and help back then, my Taishan martial arts would have been difficult to form."

The two were like-minded friends back then. Although their identities and martial arts are very different now, they are not at all strange when they meet again.

Lin Qingxuan and Daoist Dongling chatted for a while with a smile, and then said: "Brother Dao, don't worry, you and I have a relationship, and the poor Dao is about to escape from the world. I will give you a practice method, and in the future, I will also let you follow the Taishan faction. prosper for a long time.”

After Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, he used the immortal method to teach the innate power to Dongling.

Because Lin Qingxuan used the secret method of transmitting the sound, Taoist Dongling remembered [-]% to [-]% of the kung fu after listening to a stick of incense, but he smiled happily and said, "Thank you emperor for teaching the Dharma, there is such a Taoist magic. As the foundation, the foundation of my Taishan faction is solid."

Daoist Dong Ling is 91 years old this year, but he has not learned top-level martial arts. Although the Taishan School martial arts he painstakingly created is powerful, his inner strength and mentality have not reached the top. After returning to Dai Temple and retreating for a year, you can create the magic power of Zhenpai, and you will have no regrets after you become immortal.

Lin Qingxuan nodded and said, "I'm leaving after talking to you. I'm afraid I won't see you again in the future. Brother Dongling is very precious."

Daoist Dongling bowed his body and said, "Thank you for your concern, the poor Daoist must cherish it."

Lin Qingxuan nodded with a smile, and only looked at Guo Jing and Yin Kexi after saying goodbye to Daoist Dongling.

Seeing that Guo Jing was breathing and walking quietly, he knew that he had already practiced Taisu Hua Shenggong to a high level. He guessed that with Guo Jing's solid foundation, he would be able to deduce and figure out the method of cultivating immortals that suits him within 30 years.

Seeing Guo Jing's advanced skills, Lin Qingxuan also smiled slightly and said, "How is Jing'er doing?"

Guo Jing smiled and said, "There have been no wars in the past few years. It's so boring to stay in Chang'an City. Every day I can only practice the immortal skills taught by you, Emperor, and I've gradually gained a lot of experience."

Great wisdom was deeply reflected in Guo Jing's body. Lin Qingxuan nodded with a smile, pointed Guo Jing a few words, and then asked, "I heard that both Huang Daozhu and Hong Lao Gang have passed away?"

Guo Jing's face darkened, and he said, "Master Hong was in September last year, and father-in-law was in February this year. Originally, his old man wanted to come to the meeting..."

Lin Qingxuan let out a long sigh and said, "Evil evil in the east and poison in the west, the emperor and the beggar in the south, the four great masters have all passed away, one generation in Jiangshan has replaced the old one, Jinger, your martial arts prestige, from now on the Central Plains martial arts will be led by you and Zhiping. ."

Guo Jing bowed his body and said, "How dare this disciple be as famous as Senior Brother Yin at such a low level of Taoism."

Lin Qingxuan twisted his beard and said: "You don't have to be humble, I heard Zhiping say that you and Rong'er are going to combine the supreme skills of Peach Blossom Island and the Beggar Gang, which is very good. Integrating into one, your path to immortality is also a beginner's path."

Guo Jing didn't dare, Lin Qingxuan suddenly remembered some rumors he had heard when he was practicing martial arts, and asked: "I heard that the Beggar Gang and Ming Cult forged a son, and the Ming Cult's Holy Fire Order was almost taken away by the Beggar Gang. , Mingjiao loses several games in a row and his vitality is greatly damaged, and he dare not walk in the Middle Earth again, what is the reason?"

Guo Jing frowned and said, "I haven't inquired about it either. I heard from Big Brother Lu that it was Mingjiao's predecessor who advocated that Three Guns was defeated by you back then. I swore that Mingjiao people would not set foot in China for 30 years. The 30-year period came seven years ago." Afterwards, the Ming Cult spread to the Central Plains on a large scale. They didn't dare to offend the Quanzhen Sect, so they only preached in the market, and then they clashed with the Beggar Gang for some reason, and that's how it evolved...

Brother Lu Youjia also wanted to steal their torch order, so that Mingjiao did not have the magic weapon to command the followers, and naturally was powerless to enter the Central Plains. "

Lin Qingxuan's expression remained unmoved, thinking that the Ming Church would become more and more powerful in the future, but now the Quanzhen Church is such a reputation, I am afraid that the Ming Church will no longer be able to develop the situation of the Yitian era.

Although he knew that things could change at any time, Lin Qingxuan still remembered the story of "the supreme martial artist, the sword slays the dragon, and the world orders the world, no one dares to obey, no one who leans on the sky, who will compete with each other", and remembered the dust in his room for decades. Black iron heavy sword.

He smiled and said, "Jing'er, I'm afraid you and I won't see each other in the future. I'll give you a black iron sword. A sharp weapon, holding it in your hand will double your martial arts, and then the world will be able to go no matter how big it is, and it will be a gift from me."

Although Lin Qingxuan felt that Guo Jing and Huang Rong died while guarding Xiangyang and died in the city, the Yitian Sword and Tulong Sword would probably not be born, but Guo Jing and Xuan Tiejian also had some fate in the original story line. It is impossible to take the black iron epee with you when you go to practice, it is better to give it to Guo Jing for self-defense.

"Zhiping, my black iron sword is in a fine iron pole in the back room of the Turtle and Snake Hall. You take it out and give it to Guo Jing. There is also a Jiuzhen sword that cuts iron like mud. Demon Yu Enemy, you should leave the Nine True Swords to protect you."

Yin Zhiping listened to the emperor's orders and hurriedly knelt down to take orders.

Lin Qingxuan stroked his beard with a smile, and secretly said: If there is no major event in my retreat this time, I will not leave it easily. I have also found a successor for the magic weapon and martial arts. I just need to pass the Taishi Jing to Yin Kexi, and then break a cause and effect. , since then it has no worries.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan looked at Yin Kexi, who was still at the master level of the great master, and said, "After the teacher leaves, Kexi, after returning to the Yuqing Palace, you will have a good life and manage your life, train more disciples, and pass on the teacher to the teacher now. You are too vegetarian, you must cultivate well, and if you have the fate to practice it, the future is limitless.”

Yin Kexi knelt down and kowtowed, "This disciple is very grateful to the teacher for teaching the practice."

Lin Qingxuan lifted him up again, and then carefully handed the Taisu Huasheng Gong to Yin Kexi through the voice of the secret magic.

This time, Lin Qingxuan passed on the Taisu Huasheng Gong to Yin Kexi in four hours. Because he also had the help of supernatural powers and immortal methods, Yin Kexi remembered all the supernatural powers.

Lin Qingxuan was very happy and said with a smile: "It's too late to teach it in detail. You will practice the Taishi Good Fortune Magic after you have completed the Taisu Huasheng Gong. I will teach you the first two layers of the method first, and Zhiping will also listen to the lecture together. Remember to cultivate in the future, and remember that you must not practice the supernatural power of Taisu before you have completed the Taisu Huasheng Gong, otherwise you will have to go into the devil and bleed to death...

The two disciples bowed and kowtowed in agreement, Lin Qingxuan slowly explained the first two levels of Taishi's fortune-telling skills, remembering both of them in his heart, and then nodded reassuringly, saying: "If you or future generations have any If you have practiced the two-level Taishi Good Fortune Magic, or if there is something about the life and death of this teaching, you can go to a cliff near Yulong Peak in Kunlun Mountain, and shout my name three times, and then tell the reason. You can get out of the lower bounds..."

Yin Kexi and Yin Zhiping kept Lin Qingxuan's words firmly in their hearts.

Lin Qingxuan looked at Guo Eryin and realized that the three of them would be able to set foot in Xianliu in their lifetime. He was immediately satisfied, he laughed, and waved his hand: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, don't be a horse and cattle for their children and grandchildren. You wait for an ancient poem, I hope you will keep it in your heart—

Taihua grows pines, and the pavilions are covered with frost and snow.The sky and the height of a hundred feet, how can it be a slight fold?The peaches and plums are sold brightly, and passersby are fascinated.Spring has swept the ground, and the green leaves have turned into yellow mud.May you learn to relax, be careful not to be peaches and plums..."

Among the three, Guo Jing had the lowest level of education. He only heard that Emperor Xuan of Qing had instructed him to learn green pine and not peaches and plums, but Yin Zhiping and Yin Kexi looked stern, knowing that the emperor compared the immortal Tao of longevity to a pine tree, and compared fame, fortune, status and martial arts. Waiting for the trivial details to be compared to peaches and plums, it is an encouragement to persuade the three of them not to forget their original intentions and to cultivate well.

Yin Zhiping and Yin Kexi knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for the teachings of my teacher (uncle), the disciple must keep it in mind and be vigilant at all times (don't dare to forget)."

Guo Jing also knelt down and thanked him.

Lin Qingxuan looked at Li Mochou and asked, "Do you have anything to say to Junior Sister?"

Li Mochou looked at a boulder not far away, and there was already a woman in white standing waiting, smiled slightly, and said, "Cultivation is difficult, and becoming an immortal is even more difficult. Even if my brother gave them a poem, I would agree with one. first...

Seeing you riding a cong horse, you know that you are on the Taixing Road.Here the fruit destroys the wheel, and the whole body is regarded as a treasure.I am like a rich year jade, discarding Akita grass.But Xu curling heart, Wuwei sighs old age. "

Li Mochou and Lin Qingxuan's poems are all satirical poems by Li Bai. The original intention is to persuade others to be firm and righteous gentlemen. Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou used them to persuade Guo Jing, Yin Zhiping and Yin Kexi to cherish the fate of immortality. A good life to practice, lest you regret not when you are old.

Er Yin understood the sincere affection of the two senior teachers, and the three of them bowed their heads to Li Mochou again.

Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time they looked at the little dragon girl in the distance.

"The poor way is gone... I have lived in a den for decades... with a shaggy head and a long day walking like a bum..."

Lin Qingxuan disappeared with Li Mochou before he could finish his words, along with a white figure in the distance.

Guo Jing, Yin Zhiping, and Yin Kexi heard that the first sentence of Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty was still within [-] feet, and when the second sentence sounded, they were already far down the mountain.

After listening for a while, the three of them got up after seeing that there was no sound again, looking at the clouds and mists under the mountain rolling around in the rolling mountain wind with complex expressions.

……

Lin Qingxuan, Li Mochou, and Xiao Longnv went down the mountain all the way. No matter how steep and dangerous the mountain road was, they were walking on the ground. The three of them were like three breezes of yellow, red and white drifting down from Feishengyan, and they left Wudang Mountain in less than a stick of incense. , to the Danjiang Estuary on the side of Junzhou.

Looking at the mighty Danjiang River, Lin Qingxuan smiled slightly, turned to look at Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou, and said, "Mochou, Long'er, the Bodhisattva Snake in Longevity Valley was killed by this kid Yang Ming, The only spiritual species derived from longevity in the world are the peach and the bodhi snake in the secret realm of Kunlun.

In my early years, I promised a person that if he was dedicated to the Tao and did more good deeds, I would give him the secret medicine for longevity. It is said that this person has been looking for me on the rivers and lakes for decades, and now I am afraid that he is more than [-] years old. You should give him an explanation. "

Xiao Longnv never cared about people and things other than Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou, and she was silent when she heard the words, but Li Mochou smiled slightly and said, "Lin Lang is talking about the old monster Liang Ziweng? The pseudonym Mu Shi Shi Dian changed his heart to be kind, and it really made him achieve good results, and now he is almost a hundred years old.

Lin Qingxuan said lightly: "I didn't succeed in martial arts back then, and my identity was just an inexperienced fire worker, and I didn't dare to reveal some martial arts. If I wanted to do something, I could only hide my head and show my tail. I used the pseudonym Mu Shiba, but although it was a pseudonym, I did it myself. For the next thing, this Liang Ziweng's dedication to kindness is also considered a great achievement, and he should fulfill his promise and give him immortal medicine."

Li Mochou nodded and said, "Senior brother can do whatever he wants, and Long'er and I will do it with you."

Xiaolongnu smiled and nodded, while Lin Qingxuan felt quite satisfied.

When he waved his sleeves, the river surface three feet away from him was created out of thin air by a cold wind, creating a square ice surface.

Lin Qingxuan held Li Mochou's soft and fragrant soft jade in one hand, and the other hand held Xiaolongnv's cold, white and tender jade hand, and jumped gently.

The three of them stood on the ice in an instant, and then Lin Qingxuan's feet moved with indignation, and the ice flakes they stepped on quickly flew toward the east like arrows.

The ice flakes continue to condense and grow during the flight, and gradually freeze into the appearance of a dragon boat. It looks crystal clear and glitters in the silver light of the bright moon. The stars in the sky and on the river flicker and fluctuate. The three of them stand between the ice boats. It's like rafting and swimming in the splendor of the galaxy.

Rao is that Li Mochou had already seen Lin Qingxuan's fairy method. Xiaolongnv didn't care about everything in the world, but looking at the beautiful and romantic scene in front of her, the two girls couldn't help but feel shocked and short of breath.

After a long while, he looked up and looked around, looking at the Milky Way stars within reach, Li Mochou and Xiao Longnv couldn't help but go crazy...

The little dragon girl glanced at Lin Qingxuan, only to feel that standing beside Brother Lin who was standing with his hands behind his back, this feeling of swimming in the galaxy is too wonderful, I just wish I could stop time at this moment forever...

……

Three days later, in a valley in Mount Mang, sitting in the pavilion was an old man with silver hair and white hair, wearing a ge robe, with a medicine hoe hanging from his waist, squatting in front of a copper stove, carefully adding charcoal fire, Keep the burner of the copper furnace stable.

After a long time, the old man felt that the heat was coming, so he took out a brocade box from the arm hanging next to him, and opened it to see that it was a snow-white ginseng that was about a foot long. All have, the skin is faintly glowing with blood.

Although the old man is a well-known master of medicine in the world, he was still full of praise when he saw this branch of snow ginseng, and said in a low voice: "This thousand-year-old snow ginseng cures terminal illnesses, cures all kinds of poisons, and has the power to restore life from death. If I can prolong my life by one century, if I train it to become a dragon and participate in the Baoming Pill, I can prolong my life by thirty days, and it may be okay to live another 40 years."

Said that the old man's hands were not slow, while opening the lid of the copper furnace, he rubbed the snow ginseng into several pieces and threw them in. After a while, a strange medicinal fragrance was revealed in the air.

This is the longevity prescription made by the bone and blood of the snake fed by the old man with secret medicine for decades, dozens of rare and precious medicines, and finally blindly tasted the thousand-year-old snow ginseng.

About half an hour later, the old man smelled that the smell changed from fragrant to foul, and then three times from foul to fragrant. Knowing that the elixir had been completed, he hurriedly drew the charcoal and turned off the fire. Then he grabbed the ointment from the copper furnace like electricity, and took advantage of it. When it is hot as fire, it is rolled into pills and placed in a porcelain jar.

After the ointment in the furnace was all squeezed into pills, the old man counted and saw that there were twelve pills, and said with a smile, "This pill can prolong my life by three years, but it's a pity that my big snake and Baicao Tu'er's thousand-year-old snow ginseng. They are all treasures that can be encountered and cannot be sought, and if you want to practice this treasure in the future, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to find elixir."

The old man is exactly Liang Ziweng who has been looking for his uncle Mu Shiba for 30 years. While looking for Mu Shiba, he is studying medicine and re-feeding the big snake. Later, by chance, he joined a gang, and now he has become a grandson. As an elder, he also took in a few good seedlings in the church as apprentices.

This year, when the big snake matured, Liang Ziweng used the big snake as the main medicine, and also used the most cherished thousand-year-old snow ginseng in the religion as a guide to make Longshen Baoming Dan, so as to prolong life and longevity.

Putting away the copper stove and other household items, Liang Ziweng should take a precious medicine first, and then practice and absorb the power of the medicine.

After a long while, Liang Ziweng slowly woke up, and then he felt that his qi, blood, bones and bones were much stronger than before. He knew that the body was nourished by the medicinal power and returned to youth for several years, so it was considered a life extension.

Liang Ziweng was very proud, and before he got up, he heard a commotion in the distance, and when he frowned, he heard the eldest disciple of the sect, Baicao Xian, calling him, so he said, "Baicao'er, for the sake of The teacher is here."

After a while, a white-haired old man walked over quickly with a scribe with three long beards on his back.

Seeing the pale face of this scholar, Liang Ziweng frowned and said, "Why is the Wheel King injured so badly?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward to uncover the scribe's shirt, and saw a purple palm print on his vest, with soft tentacles, knowing that it was the best palm in the world, and frowned, "Eighteen palms for subduing the dragon? How did you provoke Lu Lu? Got feet?"

The scribe said feebly: "Shijiazuo and the left and right envoys died in the Lanzhou battle, and the sacred fire order of this sect disappeared without a trace. I am the first guardian of the Dharma King, and I should take over the position of the sect leader, but I have never learned anything. The world has moved greatly, and secondly, if I can't avenge the leader, how can I convince the public if I can't take back the torch? I should go to the Beggar Gang to find the torch...

Unexpectedly, Lu Youjiao was taught by Guo Jing that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon was too powerful. I missed it for a while, but I also hit him in the heart with the Bone-turning Palm. ...

However, if it wasn't for the Master of Saint Yin, Dharma King Yanbo and Big Brother Baicao, I would have died in Junshan long ago...cough..."

After the wheel king said a few words, he caused a violent cough and spurted a mouthful of blood.

Liang Ziweng snorted coldly: "Master Sheng Yin, Yan Bo Diaosuo and Baicaozi dare to go to the main rudder of Junshan to find trouble with the Beggar Gang? Hey, Zhang Yimeng, you take yourself, the Dharma King seriously, in order to do The leader's life is gone, so who are the old beggar gang leader Hong and the gang leader Huang? How can we not leave behind you to guard against you?
Although Lu Youzuo is not the top of the rivers and lakes, I have no certainty of victory. After the death of Shijiao Master, where can there be people in this religion who have better martial arts than me?You are restless to stay on the bright top, why are you running around?
Now that I am on Lu Youzuo, I am afraid that the beggar gang is unwilling to give up, and there will be more trouble in the future..."

Although Liang Ziweng was reprimanding the two of them, he was not slow in his hands. He took the pulse, swept his breath, and massaged in one go. Then he took out a Longshen Baoming Pill with a sore face and fed it to Zhang Yimeng.

When his face returned to ruddy, he snorted coldly: "You owe this old man a life."

Zhang Yimeng said solemnly: "Uncle Liang, don't worry, Yimeng will listen to your old orders in the future."

Liang Ziweng nodded and glanced at his disciple Baicaozi, who is called Baicao Xian in Jianghu, and scolded: "If you don't take him down to rest, I don't need to tell you what medicine to cook?"

Immortal Baicao looked in her 70s, but bowed tremblingly in front of Liang Ziweng and said, "My disciple understands that in Sanhe Baoling Decoction, double the Poria cocos and halve the musk."

Liang Ziweng nodded in satisfaction.

After Baicao Xian and Zhang Yimeng retreated, Liang Ziweng suddenly turned around and said, "Since the friends of the Beggar Gang are chasing after them, please show up."

As soon as the grass moved, three old beggars and more than 20 young beggars jumped out. Among the three old beggars, only one was wearing tattered clothes with nine pockets sewn on the shoulders. The other two beggars wore clean and complete clothes with stitches on the back Eight bags, and the rest of the disciples also have five or six bags.

The old beggar at the head bowed and said, "Old beggar Hua Wanyansong, I have long heard that Mr. Liang, the old monster of Shenxian, is the martial arts master of Changbai Mountain outside Guanwai. Why do you want to go into the muddy waters of my beggar gang and Mingjiao?"

Liang Ziweng also knew that Wanyansong, the elder of the Beggar Gang's Nine Bags, was very good at capturing him with his iron palms, and he didn't care too much, so he bowed his hands and said, "I am also a member of the Ming Cult now.

You taught me in Lanzhou, Ganzhou, and Guazhou for three consecutive battles. My Ming Cult was defeated, and even Master Shi was seriously injured and died, but you shouldn't rob me of the Torch Order. Now it's even more outrageous. The old fairy is here, hey, what are you going to do? "

Wan Yansong took a step forward, and said: "Zhang Yimang conspired against me to help Lord Lu, the death penalty is unforgivable, Mr. Liang cherishes life the most, it is not easy to live to be more than 90 years old, so let's not bother, I will go and arrest Zhang Yimeng Just go, you can let Immortal Baicao go, if the old man is not satisfied, let the younger generation come to make amends later."

Wanyansong seemed to be polite, but his demeanor did not take Liang Ziweng in his eyes at all. Liang Ziweng laughed angrily and said, "Okay, it's impossible not to let your beggars know how powerful they are today."

A few hours later, Wanyansong's arm was weak and drooping in front of him, the corner of his mouth was bloody, and there were two footprints on the two eight-sack elders' clothes behind him. Liang Ziweng didn't even use a medicine hoe, he just stood sneering. .

Knowing that everyone is not the opponent of the old monster Liang, Wanyansong snorted coldly: "Don't worry, Mr. Liang, today it was my beggar gang who planted it, and I will come to teach you another day!"

Everyone in the beggar gang glared fiercely at Liang Ziweng and turned to leave.

After everyone left, Liang Ziweng's expression suddenly changed, and Sa Yazi ran towards the grass hut in the distance, shouting while running, "It's a disaster, it's a disaster, Baicao'er quickly carry Zhang Yimeng, let's go back to Kunlun Mountain, and then If you stay here, the old man's bones will be thrown away..."

(End of this chapter)