The Master of Form and Meaning of Huashan Qizong

It is said that the thick winter has come, and when the breath becomes thunderous, a thousand scenes are chilling.Humanity is "a road in Huashan since ancient times", which means that Huashan is towering and steep, like a lonely peak, reaching straight into the sky.This winter, Mount Hua is even more precipitous.The gray and black winter clouds are entangled in the high mountains, and the straight mountains are looming.After a while, the mountain wind blows a group of thick clouds, covering the mountain peaks, and a trace can be seen; after a while, the thick clouds gradually recede, and the majestic mountain peaks gradually leak out.The erratic thick clouds make Huashan in winter more mysterious and full of murderous aura.

This morning, before dawn, Zhou Buyi heard the whistling mountain wind, and could no longer fall asleep; when he listened carefully, there seemed to be a "rustling" sound, and it seemed that it was snowing.He simply got up, put on his clothes, and opened the door. "Huh~~~" A gust of mountain wind blew, carrying snowflakes the size of dough, and rushed towards Yue Buqun; his body was immediately covered with snowflakes, as if he had become a snowman.

Zhou Buyi couldn't help taking two steps back, and shouted: "What a heavy snow!"

Zhou Buyi regained his composure, put his hands on his abdomen, half-closed his eyes, and used the Qi in his dantian to push back the sudden onslaught of cold air; then he pulled himself together, stepped out of the door again, and came to an open space in front of the Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall.

This open space is four or five mu in size, and it is where Zhou Buyi and his fellow Qizong disciples usually practice.I don't know how long it has been snowing, but it has already covered Ruoda's training ground tightly. It is more than five inches thick, and when people step on it, it makes a "creaking creaking" sound, reaching ankles.Zhou Buyi breathed a sigh of relief, white mist gushed out of his mouth, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhou Buxin said silently: "The weather is such a good time to practice!"

Zhou Buyi put on his belt, jumped up, turned over with a kite, and then opened his posture with a "round pile".After standing for a long time, Zhou Buyi felt countless air jets coming out of the pores all over his body.His clothes were soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water, steam came out of his head, met the cold air, and hoarfrost formed. There seemed to be several pure white mountains behind Zhou Buyi.

By this time the sky was gradually brightening.Zhou Buyi restrained his fists and feet, adjusted his breath, and stood still.

He looked into the distance, only to realize that the surrounding area was already a vast expanse of whiteness.The mountains in the distance are undulating, a piece of silver is not covered, and its original appearance is no longer visible.look from afar.The undulating mountains seem to be layered on top of each other, and the waves are higher than the waves, overwhelming the mountains and the seas, rushing from far to near.

It's still snowing.The snowflakes are as dense as silk, and they are constantly floating towards the mountains, the earth, the forests, the houses, and everything in the world.pile up.Zhou Buyi withdrew his gaze and looked around.Half a foot of snow has piled up on the roof of the house I live in, and there is no trace of the thatch on the roof.He looked again at the nearby woods.These are mostly hardy pines and cypresses, which still stand proudly in the wind and snow.Tall and stalwart.It's just that those side branches seem to be unable to bear the heavy snow and have begun to droop; while those thinner branches have begun to break.Just now, in front of Yue Buqun's eyes, a few small branches with the thickness of a small bowl couldn't bear the heavy load of snow. "Kaka" snapped off, shaking off a cloud of snow and mist.

Now Zhou Buyi lives here alone.This is the secret practice place set up by the Qizong of the Huashan School. Zhou Qingxuan, the head of the Qizong, named it "Jingguan Daochang".It was very lively here yesterday.Uncle Ning Qinglin led a group of people here to practice hard.Prepare to participate in the sword competition with the Huashan School of Sword Sect, which is different from the same school.The two sides of this proposed contest have been discussing for a long time, and it is decided that the fight will start in the near future, and the countdown has already entered.This conflict between the same sect and different sects has been going on for a long time. It is not for other reasons, but because they are not convinced by each other. They all think that this sect is the authentic Huashan sect, and the other party is a different kind, and the other party must be included under their banner.What should I do if I don't agree with each other?They had to have a showdown in the martial arts arena.

The atmosphere between the two sides was already very tense, but unexpectedly the day before yesterday, the sect leader Zhou Qingxuan rejected Xuehou's kindness, greatly offending this honorable Jingnan, and all the elders of the Huashan School Sword Sect criticized Zhou Qingxuan for him.Zhou Qingxuan originally only wanted to calm things down, but according to his calculations, he will not live long today, and there will be another change of emperor in the future, and the story of Jing Nan will repeat itself. By then, Liuzi Xue will still have the mind to come over and make it difficult for the Huashan faction?

What's more, Huashan itself is not easy to mess with. Aside from those who have gone to Nanyang to beg for a living these years, there are nearly 5000 Huashan outer disciples who have stayed in Shaanxi, and those who have not.There are hundreds of disciples in the inner sect, and they are even more elite. The Taihua Formation handed down by Guang Ningzi, the founder of Huashan Mountain, is enough to resist the masters of the royal guards, and the natural danger Huashan Mountain is even more powerful enough to resist millions of soldiers.As for the Huashan faction, which has been in the northwest for many years, not to mention the connection with local cottages and powerful people.

Zhou Qingxuan dared to say that as long as the imperial court still wanted the Northwest, it would not dare to touch the Huashan faction.

Naturally, the premise is that Huashan can accompany him without any problems.If the Huashan faction had internal strife on its own, it would mean that if the court did not come, the Huashan faction without its absolute superiority in force would also be backlashed by the many sects in the northwest martial arts that were suppressed by the Huashan faction in the past.

But it seems that over the past hundred years, the Huashan faction has really run out of luck.Zhou Qingxuan never imagined that in this life-and-death catastrophe, it was not Xue Qingling who was the master of the Sword Sect, who had been urging the Sword Sect to fight against the Qi Sect for more than ten years. Liu Qingyan, not the insider of Jianzong, or even Teng Qingshan, who is the number one brain-dead of Huashan School, is the most stable Liu Qingyan in Qizong.

Under the provocation, the disciples of Jianzong who originally only wanted to take advantage of it could not bear the humiliation, so Nuo Ran agreed.The big colonel, originally scheduled for the end of the year, became the last performance of the two sword qi sects on Mount Hua, and also the first and last large-scale internal strife among the Huashan sect.

And at this juncture, Feng Qingyang, the only one who can decide the outcome of the two cases, and neither of them can rest assured, suddenly received a letter saying that he wants to marry a daughter to repay his kindness, otherwise he will marry in the dark.In desperation, Feng Qingyang could only bid farewell to the head and go down the mountain to Jiangnan.

Losing Feng Qingyang's weight that can control the situation means that he has lost the last gate to stop Huashan's internal strife.The infighting of the Huashan faction is inevitable.

Zhou Qingxuan is also a person who can afford to let go, since the two sects of sword qi can't stop the internal strife, let's fight.The outer sect disciples in the faction who were in contact with Jian Zong had already been dispatched in batches to Mochiyue City on Luzon Island in the Nanyang Ocean. They also went with the family heirs. She tried her best, but when Zhou Qingxuan's palm was overturned, it came to naught.

Now if he wants to defeat Qizong, Jianzong can only rely on himself, and only on himself.It's just that after this internal strife, I really don't know how many of the more than 30 Huashan elders of the Qing generation will survive by then.It is unknown how much of the Huashan faction's proud strength that dominated the northwest and shook the rivers and lakes in the past will remain.

Zhou Buyi went back to the room, wiped off his sweat with a towel, and thought about taking a shower and changing clothes.At this moment, Yue Buqun ran up from the foot of the mountain, shouting as he ran, "Elder brother, elder brother."

Zhou Buyi frowned, and said, "Didn't I tell you to stare at Uncle Feng? What are you doing here at this time?"

Yue Buqun, who was running out of breath, adjusted his appearance and calmed down.Said: "Big... Elder Brother, Uncle Feng... After Uncle Feng bid farewell to Uncle Master, he returned to his yard, picked up and packed up to salute, and then left. It should be almost at the mountain gate now. If you don't hurry... If you don’t hurry up, I’m afraid you won’t be able to stop it.”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhou Buyi didn't bother to change his clothes, so he used his internal strength to force the clothes dry, and ran down the mountain. (To be continued..)