Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 202 Wudang
There was a great chaos in Yujing City, the emperor died, and the state religion collapsed.

The world is even more chaotic within a day.

It rains blood and ghosts cry.

The corpses of Destiny on the honored guest turned into all kinds of stumps, blood plasma, bone marrow, or various indescribable products, flowing down from the gaps in the sky fragments.

If in the past, these products of destiny flowing down the fragments of the sky, if they were touched by ordinary people, maybe they would catalyze the birth of great religions in the world like Buddha Mother Temple and Extreme Optimism. .

After all, the practice of destiny in this world comes from this.

Tianming are parasites on Xuanhuang's body, in their eyes, only Xuanhuang exists, all beings in this world are nothing to Tianming, like ants like dust.

It's just because some of the power and matter of the Destiny dripped from the backs of the turtles and snakes into the world, so that some of the best people in the world learned the direction and path of cultivation and becoming stronger.

Fomu Temple, Extreme Optimism, Sun Moon Manichaeism, and Shouyang Jianmen all originated in this way.

In addition, there were far fewer Mandate Matters that accidentally fell into the world back then, but today the whole world is full of Mandate Matter, but no one gets any power after touching it. On the contrary, Mandate Matter falls into the dust and the earth, All turned into nutrients in the world, enhancing the aura of mountains and rivers.

The four-pillar horoscope is equivalent to twelve true immortals. After the fall, although there is no way to bring some benefits to some people in an instant, in the long run, the world will be stronger than before, and it is even possible to walk out of the heavenly dragon. There are thousands of masters like monks.

People in the world didn't know the depth for a while, but fell into unprecedented despair, coupled with the collapse of the emperor and the destruction of the state religion, for a while, rumors arose in various state capitals, and all the officials in the imperial court hurriedly nominated who would be the king of the royal family in Yujing City At that time, it was discovered that some state capitals had blatantly begun to separate themselves.

Even the Golden Wolf Royal Court in Mobei, Grassland, is ready to move at this time.

The people all over the world have smelled the storm that the troubled times are coming, and the people are more and more desperate, crying everywhere, because of the simplest reason.

I would rather be a dog in the peaceful age than a man in the troubled times.

Troubled times, for generals, may be a stage for beheading generals and making marquises, but for ordinary people, troubled times is a vivid [-]-story hell, even cooler than hell.

Previously, the longest troubled times in history lasted hundreds of years.

This time, I don't know how long it will take.

Some people speculate that it will take at least a hundred years, because there are at least 36 governors of the whole country, who are heroes, and they are all princes who are expected to compete for the world. Not to mention, there are [-] smoke and dust rebels in the world. In the chaotic battle, no one knows who will win in the end.

Of course, no one in the world thought of it.

What they heard next was this:

"Yuan Tianwang appeared in the Red Turban Army Headquarters."

"The next day, I heard that Yuan Tianwang came out of the rivers and lakes again. Among the 36 roads of smoke and dust, the twelve coaches all traveled thousands of miles to pay homage."

"Three days later, all the smoke and dust from the twelve roads flowed into the Red Turban Army, which reached 5 people and captured Qingzhou."

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after March.

In a decaying dry city, nearly half of the population has withered. Most of the ordinary people are poor in consciousness. However, there are still a small number of rich people who live particularly well. The people who eat and drink in the inn are still rich people from the past. He listened to a commoner storyteller with sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones in the inn drink a large bowl of wine, and raised three fingers:

"Three months, just three months, is simply unprecedented. The speed of Yuan Tianwang's siege and rebellion has never been seen in ancient times, and I don't think there will be anyone in the future."

"Tell me quickly, where did the Yuan family's army go?" Someone urged: "I reward you with a bowl of wine."

"Thank you." Mr. Storyteller waited for the wine to come and drank it without delay, and said, "If you tell me, I'm afraid you won't believe it. The capital city has been destroyed, and Yuan Tianwang has already entered the capital."

"What? So fast?" Someone exclaimed, "Did you make it up? Even Yuan Tianwang is not so fast."

"Everyone, I'm not talking nonsense." The storyteller grinned: "In the past three months, no one knows that all the monks in the world have been abolished, but there is only Yuan Tianwang with supreme power. One person in this world can fight against millions of people. With one palm, he will move mountains and collapse the city, and it will take three months to enter the capital. As an emperor, even if one person is invincible, he cannot control the world, so he needs to wait for his civil servants and generals."

"So, the world will soon be peaceful?"

"Taiping, Xuan, it is easy to conquer the country, but it is difficult to rule the country..."

Taoist Songxi walked past this inn with his apprentice, listening to the discussions in the inn, he didn't make a sound.

The sound of wine and meat in the inn.

There was no one on the street outside the inn.

Get out of town.

Hunger is everywhere, but it is difficult to enter this city gate.

Sigh in my heart:

"I hope Senior Brother Yuan can quickly calm down this troubled world."

The world has only been in chaos for more than three months, and the poor people everywhere have instantly fallen into a life that is not as good as hell.

Two months later, Taoist Songxi finally returned to Xuandang Mountain.

Back to the broken Taoist temple where I and Bukit were.

"Master, Master seems to have not come back yet." Wu Ji looked at the sky.

Taoist Songxi also looked towards the sky, and said to himself, "Then we will wait for the teacher to come back."

So, he began to practice on Xuandang Mountain.

One month has passed, Taoist Songxi has successfully stepped into foundation building six times.

But on this day.

A group of Taoist priests came to Xuandang Mountain. Seeing that there were hundreds of Taoist priests, Wu Ji was shocked, thinking that some enemy had come and wanted to seize the place.

He hurriedly called the master to come out.

Taoist Songxi was also ready to fight, and was about to step forward to ask who came.

I saw an old man in a Taoist robe leading a group of Taoist priests cry bitterly after seeing Taoist Songxi, and led a group of people to kneel on the ground, kowtowing constantly: "I want to worship you as my teacher."

Taoist Songxi was a little dazed looking at the hula-la prostrating people on the mountain.

After the old Taoist's explanation, I finally realized that since the teacher cut off the fate of the world with a sword that day, the practice of all the previous sects has been completely cut off, and all major sects can no longer continue to practice.

People thought it was a natural disaster, but they found that Yuan Tianwang, who swept the world, had supernatural powers, so some people from the sect went to ask for advice with the heart of death, and some even wanted to worship the sect, but of course Yuan Juyang Refused, but pointed out a way for the people of the world, that is...

If you want to re-enter the path of practice, you can go to Xuandang Mountain, find my junior brother Songxi Taoist, and worship him as your teacher.

As a result, several great monks from the original world knelt here weeping bitterly.

Seeing these people, Taoist Songxi remembered his past self. He used to be a person who cultivated himself for the sake of cultivating the Tao. Now, the way to practice is dead. For these people, it is simply life. Something worse than death.

He thought of himself.

Wu Ji also felt sorry for these people, he also thought of his previous master and himself, and said: "Master, Uncle Yuan is saving sentient beings at the foot of the mountain, and you are on the mountain, so you should also save these fellows on the mountain."

"This, I also think... It's just that without the teacher's permission, how can I teach other people's teacher's martial arts without permission."

Taoist Songxi couldn't bear to see all the people seeking Taoism in this world.

Wu Ji said: "Why didn't the teacher ask the master?"

Taoist Songxi asked, "How should I ask this?"

Wu Ji pointed to the sky and said: "Since the master is in the sky, of course he is asking the sky. That's what Master Yuan did when he visited his master that day."

Taoist Songxi suddenly said, "I'll just ask the teacher if it's okay."

So he entered the Taoist temple, sat quietly on the futon, and prayed to the sky.
After a while, a voice appeared in my heart:
"If you have this kind of heart, you are extraordinary. You can create a sect in my lineage. My way was originally developed for the people of the world. It will naturally spread to the people of the world and spread it by myself."

Accompanied by the word "Zi Qu Zhuan" appeared.

Two golden texts suddenly appeared in Taoist Songxi's heart, like a torrent in the sky.

"This is..." Taoist Songxi was immediately obsessed with the endless mysteries of martial arts.

Immediately, I knew what these two texts were.

They are Martial Arts Gold Medal and Tai Chi Classics respectively.

The martial arts gold medal is the source of martial arts created by a teacher's great ability.

The Taijiquan scriptures are the path to immortality in this world of martial arts created and realized by the teacher.

It is the practice chapter after the fist frame was established.

All were granted to him.

After this comprehension, I woke up again, went out to look around, and saw Wu Ji coming out: "Wu Ji, why have you grown taller?"

"Master, you have been asking the master for a year. How can I not grow taller?"

"One year?!"

Only then did Zhang Songxi wake up, and lowered his head again, feeling his own aura, it turned out that he had completed the foundation building nine times.

"Are those people outside still there?" He asked quickly.

He asked for news for a year.

"It's still there. Although it's been a while, there are some people who have been kneeling here since a year ago, and more and more people are kneeling here this year." Wuji said.

"Kneeling for a year?" Taoist Songxi said to himself, "With such sincerity, I can rest assured."

"Master agrees to pass it on to you." Wu Ji asked.

Taoist Songxi nodded.

One step out of the Taoist temple.

After taking this step, there will be an extra person in the world who is well-known both up and down the mountain, and who is admired by all the heroes of the Central Plains for a thousand years in the world of practice.

On this day, Zhang Songxi received thousands of disciples.

A disciple asked: "Teacher, why are we here?"

Taoist Songxi looked at the sky, looked at his feet, and said:

"The ancestor passed on martial arts to the world, and the name of my sect must not be called martial arts."

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There are records in later history, at the end of Zhao Dynasty and the beginning of Ming Dynasty.

The first peak of martial arts.

Wudang Mountain, these three words, appeared in the world for the first time.

(End of this chapter)