Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 149 The Rise of Chongyang Palace

Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace.

In less than a year, a majestic, majestic, dignified and solemn Chongyang Palace appeared on Zhongnan Mountain.

Wang Chongyang, the former anti-golden general, transformed into the true man of Chongyang.

On that day, Wang Chongyang lost to Lin Chaoying and had to become a monk and become a Quanzhen Taoist monk. Initially, it was just to get angry with Lin Chaoying.

Unexpectedly, after he really calmed down and studied Taoism, Wang Chongyang got a lot of inspiration. In a short period of time, he realized the profound Taoist practices from the Taoist scriptures, and his Qi-nurturing skills improved rapidly. His innate skills have reached a new level.

After becoming a monk and becoming a Taoist, Wang Chongyang went down the mountain from time to time to perform chivalrous acts and spread the principles of Quanzhen Taoism.

He is a natural Taoist wizard. Although he has been practicing Taoism for a short time, his Taoism is profound. Even famous Taoist priests within a radius of hundreds of miles may not be able to distinguish him even if they spend a lifetime practicing Taoism.

In addition, in addition to the great progress in Qi-nurturing Kung Fu, it also fed back Wang Chongyang's innate Kung Fu. Although his Kung Fu had not made great progress, it had gone through a lot of hard work, and the impetuousness at the beginning had faded away, turning into calmness.

Invisibly, it adds a bit of immortal spirit.

As he traveled around, the reputation of Chongyang Master spread far and wide, causing many wealthy people and powerful people to devote themselves to him. Under such circumstances, although the Quanzhen Sect was just established, it quickly expanded into a behemoth.

In contrast, Wang Chongyang can be said to be a person who lost something and gained something in the east!
  Late at night, above the night, there are stars.

Above the sky above, dots of stars appeared, dotted in the dark night, as if they were decorated with gems on a piece of black satin, which looked extremely profound.

In the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Wang Chongyang, a middle-aged man in a gray-white Taoist robe with a profound expression, sat cross-legged on a futon, looking up at the stars in the sky. His eyes fell on the Big Dipper, which contained infinite mysteries, and a pair of round eyes revealed brilliance. :
  "The way of Tao is natural, and the way of heaven circulates. A piece of Nine Yin Scripture has turned the world upside down and made the world bloody. It is really a pity."

At the end of his words, Wang Chongyang's eyes were extremely deep, reflecting the projection of the Big Dipper, making it even more blurry.

"Senior brother, senior brother." Just as Wang Chongyang was looking up at the Big Dipper, a somewhat urgent call suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Botong." Hearing the voice coming from outside the palace, Wang Chongyang woke up from his trance and called out helplessly.

Zhou Botong!
  Wang Chongyang’s junior brother.

In the past, Wang Chongyang studied martial arts with Zhou Botong's father and learned a lot of skills. When his mentor passed away, Zhou Botong was still young and had no relatives at home.

Therefore, Wang Chongyang raised this junior brother. The two were brothers in name, but in fact they were no different from master and apprentice.

Even, to a certain extent, Zhou Botong regarded his senior brother Wang Chongyang as his father.

But when Zhou Botong was growing up, Wang Chongyang was busy fighting against the Jin Dynasty and lacked control over him. Naturally, he did not have enough control over Zhou Botong's character.

Zhou Botong was naive by nature. After Wang Chongyang found out, his character had been fixed and he never grew.

He has a pure heart and loves to play and mess around.

So much so that the world gave him a nickname - Old Naughty Boy!
  "Botong, what's the matter?" Not long after, Zhou Botong walked into the palace, and saw that his hair was messy, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked carefree. Although his face was pretty, he had an indescribable childishness.

Seeing this junior brother, Wang Chongyang frowned.

Zhou Botong said with a smile: "Senior brother, I just met Sister Lin Chaoying."

"She's standing outside the Tomb of the Living Dead practicing her sword!" Hearing Lin Chaoying's name, Wang Chongyang's expression changed slightly, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he said nonchalantly: "So what?"

"Botong, don't go near the Tomb of the Living Dead in the future, or you may offend Miss Lin."

Hearing this, Zhou Botong asked in confusion: "Why? Senior brother, don't you also like Sister Lin? I think you should just marry her."

"Give birth to some nephews."

"Botong!" Hearing what Zhou Botong said, Wang Chongyang showed a trace of shame and anger on his face and scolded in a low voice.

"I know, senior brother." Although Zhou Botong was innocent in nature, he always respected Wang Chongyang. Seeing that he was angry, he agreed in a low voice and then tiptoed out of the hall.

"Alas," Wang Chongyang sighed as he watched his junior brother leave, "Botong, you have always been so naive, you don't know when you will learn to grow up?"

"If you keep doing this, you'll get into big trouble sooner or later!"

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puff!

In the forest, the cold wind howled, making it even colder in the silent environment. Deep in the forest, there was a burning heat.

On the heavy dark iron epee, drops of blood continued to drip. In front of Zhu Hefeng, the two people who were still alive and kicking just now, and could even divert trouble to the east, had turned into two corpses.

On the neck, a bright wound appeared, which was particularly hideous.

With his right hand holding the epee tightly, Zhu Hefeng played with it as if it was nothing, with a relaxed expression. There was a trace of pity in his eyes as he looked at the two corpses:
  "Hey, why do some people always like to be smart? Do I know you? It seems not. Do I have any grudge against you? It seems not."

"In that case, why did you take the initiative to provoke me? What a pity, now they are all turned into corpses."

As he spoke, Zhu Hefeng retracted the black iron heavy sword in his hand and inserted it into the cowhide scabbard at his waist again.

Immediately, he turned around and left.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
  The cold wind howled continuously, causing the leaves to swirl and fall on the two corpses.

In the forest, there were even loud howls of wolves, which echoed in the forest and made people shudder.

After the Golden Crow had completely set, in this quiet and deserted wilderness, one after another the beasts stepped out of the cave where they lived.

Following the direction from which the smell of blood came, not long after, there was a sound of chewing between the official road and the woods.

………………

Clang!
  On Zhongnan Mountain, pieces of clear light fell on the half-moon, falling in front of the Tomb of the Living Dead on the back mountain.

In front of the tomb of the living dead, Lin Chaoying, a peerless woman dressed in snow-white clothes, held tightly in her hand the Qingming Sword, which was a gift from the Sword Demon.

The white and smooth jade face was reflected in the moonlight, making it even more holy. There was an inexplicable sadness between the eyebrows.

The sword edge in his hand suddenly shook, and a set of extremely profound swordsmanship was displayed. The person followed the sword, and the swordsmanship was sharp and unparalleled, and the posture became more graceful. It contrasted with the flowers and shrubs not far away, making it even more stunning. beautiful.

In an instant, this peerless woman looked like a goddess dancing among the flowers, with a graceful figure and changeable sword moves!
  (End of this chapter)