Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 243: Peak 72 is heading towards the Golden Summit, the Taoist is riding a green bull upside down!
In the human world, Wudang Mountain!
In the past, the sect founded by Lu Dongxuan, a Sanren, has been blessed with continuous blessings for 500 years. It is a Taoist sect comparable to Jiangxi Longhu.

It was also the previous Taoist ancestral court. If the Liyang royal family intended to use dragons and tigers to dominate the world, it was forced to raise the position of the Zhao family in Longhu Mountain, and it was just now firmly suppressed by Wudang Mountain.

But in the Northland, the Zhenwu Earth enshrined in Wudang Mountain is still the most important belief of the people in the Northland.

Because I believe it, I will not doubt it. Therefore, in the North, the reputation of Wudang Mountain is not inferior to that of Longhu Mountain.

However, under Li Yang's deliberate suppression, Wudang Mountain, which was regarded as the state religion by the previous dynasty and was located in the land of Beiliang, still appeared to be in danger.

That is, Wang Zhonglou, the headmaster of Wudang who cut off the river with one finger, almost alone, supported the atmosphere of Wudang Mountain.

However, under the deliberate suppression by the Liyang court, Wudang Mountain seemed to be in a state of imminent rain and wind.

As for the Wudang banished immortal who was rumored to be a god, in the eyes of the Liyang court, it was even more unreasonable.

If a banished immortal really came to this world, he should have landed in Longhu Mountain!

Wudang Mountain, surrounded by peaks, does not have the warmth of southern China, but it has a majestic atmosphere.

72 peaks face the top, 24 streams flow long!
The springs and waterfalls generated by the water veins deep underground poured down from the thousand-foot peak like a mighty force.

It was as if the Milky Way was flowing backwards that day!

On the mountain path of Little Lotus Peak, a young Taoist man rode a green bull backwards and walked on the steep mountain path.

The mountain road is steep, but the mysterious green bull is walking on flat ground without any sway.

Chen Xuan, who has been here for more than [-] years, looked at the blue sky and said: "Luck is determined by heaven and earth!"

"But in the end, is it what heaven and earth love? Or is it what the human world loves, the collective belief consciousness?"

"There are gods and immortals in the sky, and warriors on the ground. It seems to be in line with nature."

"But the gods have selfish motives, at least they don't have any. They are similar to Nüqing's Heavenly Law, and are bound by the general Heavenly Law."

"The majestic destiny formed by the collective belief consciousness in the world is being played with at will!"

People and creatures in the human world constitute a collection of beliefs, while gods and immortals in the heavens enjoy the benefits brought by the collection of belief consciousness in the human world.

But I don’t think about paying my due responsibility!

Therefore, in the original story, closing the Heavenly Gate only solved the problem of the immortals no longer in the sky and falling into the human world.

But as a heaven that carries the collective belief consciousness of the human world, it can still continue to prostitute the benefits brought by the collective belief consciousness of the human world for nothing.

The seeds of faith in heaven have been sown in the human world. Can Liyang, Beimang, and Beimu still prevent ordinary people from believing in those gods?
The heart is unpredictable!

What's more, whether it is Liyang, Beimang, or the so-called Beimu, the people below need to believe in the gods.

If the common people do not believe in illusory gods, then what should ordinary people think about when they are free?

I thought, why are they the ones who kill the enemy on the battlefield, but it is the general’s disciples who make meritorious deeds?
I thought, why should the government take away all the food when I work hard all year round?
Think about it, princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?

Sometimes it is never the real ordinary people who want to believe in illusory gods.

Moreover, they have to believe, some are deceived, and some are hiding their clumsiness.

On the mountain road, the Taoist priests going to and from Little Lotus Peak looked at the Taoist riding a green bull upside down and saluted one after another.

"Disciple, I have met Master Chen!"

At that time, the founder, outside Wudang Mountain, picked up a baby with a jade seal in his arms. The seal had four seal characters of "Tai Shang Eight Scenes".

Although there are often people who question this, Wudang Mountain is doing things for the sake of luck.

However, many Taoists in Wudang Mountain firmly believe in this, because this former baby, now a Taoist, is indeed worthy of that jade seal!
Therefore, this Taoist is extremely senior in Wudang Mountain, reaching a certain, incredible level.

There are even rumors that he is a banished immortal who descended from heaven to the mortal world, but no one has ever seen this real person take action.

However, the mystery of Chen Zhenren has not diminished, but has become more mysterious.

Therefore, many martial artists came to Wudang Mountain to challenge this real person, but this real person never accepted the challenge!

Those warriors couldn't get through, so they were beaten down by Wudang Mountain disciples by the Yunhai Bridge.

Although there are many martial arts in the world, if you want to rely on it to defeat the martial artist who is famous for being a real person, you can pass the level of being a disciple of Wudang Mountain.

But often before they reach the Little Lotus Peak, they are already kicked down by the real person, that magical green bull.

Over time, the level of cultivation of Master Chen has become a mystery.

Always, people can’t see clearly!
After a long time, Chen Xuan, who was riding the green bull upside down, climbed up to the Little Lotus Peak. He stepped off the green bull, looked at the boiling sea of ​​clouds, looked at the Taoist who was telling fortunes, and said with a smile: "If you are not the best in the world, Aren’t you going to go down the mountain?”

"King Wen's 64 hexagrams all have deep meanings."

"Since you have learned fortune-telling, you can calculate every day, a small calculation every day, and a big calculation every three days."

"Actually, are you really telling fortunes?"

"From the moment the hexagram comes out of the fifth line, does the sixth wave still need to be calculated?"

"The way of fortune-telling can naturally be accurate, but you are calculating every day. Can your own heart really be accurate?"

Lu Dongxuan, a Sanren 500 years ago, Qi Xuanzhao at Longhu Mountain 50 years ago, and now Wudang Mountain is like a flood.

Just like, the sky did not give birth to a master, and the eternity is like a long night, but compared to the master, he is a weed on the wall, swaying in the wind.

This 500-year-old Sanren Lu Dongxuan is a little more persistent. Those who are extremely passionate must be persistent.

Chen Xuan stepped on the Turtle Tuo Monument and looked at the sea of ​​boiling clouds in the distance, and suddenly there were yellow cranes singing in unison.

These are yellow cranes that absorb the wisdom of heaven and earth. Not only are they huge in size, but their wings are spread out quite a bit. They look like a bird when it is young.

Hong Xixiang didn't speak, he just continued, shaking the tortoise shell in his hand, and heard the sound of copper coins falling to the ground for a while. Hong Xixiang looked at the fallen copper coins and said helplessly: "Today, it's not appropriate to go down the mountain after signing the lottery!"

"Yes, let's figure it out tomorrow!"

He promised his master brother that when he becomes number one in the world, he will come down to Wudang Mountain.

Today, it’s time to clear the sign. It’s not advisable to go to Jiangnan!
Yellow cranes circle around, and Little Lotus Peak hovers endlessly.

Chen Xuan sat down on the turtle carrying the stele and said, "I say, if you are serious and can predict your own heart, then I will obey you."

"The heart moves with the spirit. If your spirit is not there, so what about Wudang Mountain? Can you predict your own heart?" "That person is already married!"

If we talk about who is the most infatuated person in this world, then no one can come out, and the Wudang Mountain Flood washes away the elephant.

Just because, 500 years ago, I fell into a dream, saw a man dressed in red, passed through the gate of heaven, returned, and was reincarnated!
This person, the former Sanren Lu Dongxuan, also faced difficulties.

Why didn't he just go into trouble?
In the three disasters, nine disasters and ten tribulations of the Taoist sect, he also faced difficulties, but he didn't know where the peach blossoms the teacher mentioned were?
He is the direct descendant of Bajing, so he should not be disturbed by peach blossoms, but I don't know what the trouble is with Yue Lao, who likes to pull red strings randomly.

Suddenly, a dull thunder resounded above the blue sky of Little Lotus Peak.

Chen Xuan's three corpse gods were jumping violently for no reason. Could it be that Yue Lao was also there, looking at that vast river?

Hong Xixiang's face turned slightly red. He looked at this Taoist who had the reputation of being an immortal, and said: "Chen Xuan, you have the reputation of being an immortal. Such words will ruin the reputation of an immortal." Praise?"

"I'm doing it every day, and you're going up and down the mountain every day. You're not tired, but when I look at it, I feel tired for that green cow."

Although, he and Chen Xuan, who was known as the banished immortal, were regarded as the two strange flowers in Wudang Mountain.

However, he still thinks that Chen Xuan is far more weird than him!
Chen Xuan spread his hands and said, "Hong Xixiang, have you ever seen a banished immortal with such a low level of cultivation?"

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said: "Chen Xuan, you can't lie to me. When that green bull of yours went crazy that day, he directly kicked one of the internal organs of the little martial arts master who came from the south."

"I heard from Senior Brother Wang that King Bei Ming is coming to Wudang Mountain."

"Senior Brother Wang, he is practicing Dahuangting, the most obscure Taoist teaching!"

That is the most profound inner skill in Wudang Mountain and the most difficult one to practice. Senior Brother Wang has been in seclusion for many years. Once he comes out of seclusion, he will practice in Dahuangting for many years.

Break the river with one finger!
Pulled the precarious Wudang Mountain back from the edge of the cliff.

Although he does not often go to Tianzhu Peak, he is always paying attention to the situation in Wudang Mountain.

Now the imperial court intends to suppress Wudang Mountain, and Beimu is also wooing Wudang Mountain. But if Wudang Mountain does not follow Beimu, then Wudang Mountain will inevitably be suppressed by the Liyang court and Beimu!

Chen Xuan said with a normal expression: "Immortals and Taoist priests are not gods. They accumulate energy and energy and believe it to be true!"

"Headmaster Wang not only cultivated the Da Huang Ting, but also practiced the Da Huang Ting according to the acupoints of Xu Fengnian, the prince of Bei Ming."

"When that dandy prince wants to learn martial arts, that's when the king will teach him."

More than ten years ago, when the North Star King first climbed Wudang Mountain, he already knew that the Great Huangting built by Wang Chonglou was built for Xu Fengnian.

For the future of Wudang Mountain, hundreds of years of good fortune.

Wudang Mountain made the right bet, but it also made the wrong bet. Perhaps for Wudang Mountain at that time, right or wrong had become less important.

Hong Xixiang did not dare to go to the south of the Yangtze River because he was trying to solve the problem day and night. He had not yet seen through what the gods and immortals in this heaven really wanted and did.

There are really too many gods and immortals in the sky. Even if his mind wanders too much, even if he stays up for nine days at night, it is difficult to see the whole picture.

But there is no doubt that this is a specious heaven, with a somewhat illusory and ethereal atmosphere.

It’s a bit fake, not quite real!
Those immortals are true, but in their words and deeds, they are indeed too fake.

Hong Xixiang showed a little shock on his face and asked, "When did you know about it?"

Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said: "Of course it was more than ten years ago. If I didn't even know this, wouldn't I be sorry for the name of an immortal?"

In that world, he had the reputation of being a true cultivator of the Taoist sect. In this world, he had the reputation of being a relegated immortal.

But in fact, he is himself from beginning to end!
He is a disciple of Bajing, Chen Xuan, who came here to cross this world!

Hong Xixiang said: "Senior Brother Wang, if this is spread to Dahuang Ting, the crown prince of Bei Ming, he will die!"

"But watching Wudang Mountain decline and become a low-ranking person, for Senior Brother Wang, life is worse than death."

"Senior Brother Wang, I know about your supernatural powers, but I have never thought of relying on your supernatural powers to get through this!"

"But Chen Xuan, I am not willing to give in!"

"But I'm not number one in the world yet. Maybe I won't be able to become number one in this life."

He knew that Chen Xuan's current level of cultivation was just telling him that Chen Xuan in the world was just a person seeking fame.

But he knew that Chen Xuan's cultivation was very mysterious, but he didn't know how mysterious it was.

But what I saw that snowy night is still vivid in my mind!
Chen Xuan said calmly: "In the human world, Li Yang and Bei Ming have plans for each other. To put it bluntly, if you were in charge of the world and there was such a Bei Ming King, would you be afraid?"

No matter which dynasty they were placed in, a figure like Xu Xiao, King of Northern Star, must die.

With great achievements and strong military power, he also won over the warriors in the rivers and lakes. He established Tingchao Pavilion by relying on the gains from riding horses across the Six Kingdoms.

Hong Xixiang said: "Of course you have to be afraid!"

Chen Xuan nodded and said: "The best good is like water. Water benefits all things without fighting. It is what everyone hates!"

"Ordinary people in the world believe in the prophecies of yin and yang, but in the North, who is the most influential when it comes to the prophecies of yin and yang?"

Hong Xixiang said: "Of course it is Wudang Mountain. Wudang Mountain is in the Jianghu, although it is weak."

"But in the eyes of ordinary people, incense is still very popular, and there are countless pilgrims who come to offer incense."

This is also thanks to Chen Xuan, the banished immortal, who makes big noises from time to time.

Maybe the warriors in the world don't believe that Chen Xuan is the so-called banished immortal, but ordinary people in the world believe it!
The talisman written by Chen Xuan, the banished immortal, was sold to the point of being worth ten thousand taels of gold!

Chen Xuan said calmly: "So, for the sake of the prosperity of Wudang Mountain for hundreds of years, it is really a loss to take refuge in Bei Ming!"

"I, Chen, have always repaid my kindness. I live here, in the blessed land of Wudang Mountain, so naturally there will be no war disasters!"

"My teacher once said that at my age, I should be more energetic and high-spirited!"

"I have always believed that holding a three-foot sword, cutting off a person's head and rolling it around on the ground is considered high-spirited!"

Hong Xixiang said: "Aren't we two of the same age?"

Chen Xuan smiled slightly and said: "I go up and down the mountain every day, and no one knows that I am a true immortal!"

(End of this chapter)