Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 215 Lu Zu explains the meaning of the sword Shi Feijian

 Push the door open and enter.

The hall was dark and deep.

It can be seen from the dust on the doors, windows and floor tiles that no one has come to Chunyang Hall for many years.

On the same day on the ferry outside Jiujiang City.

There is something wrong with what the old boatman said.

but.

 It is normal to think about it.

 After all, the last time he came here was ten or twenty years ago. At that time, Kuanglu Mountain was relatively peaceful. As one of the blessed places in the cave, there were countless hermits in the mountain.

The incense in Xianren Cave has not been cut off. People who seek refuge from the world and practice Taoism often come to clean and wipe it.

 There is another Taoist who fell into the Taoist path here.

 The stone palace is not large in scale.

Hearing this, the old foreigner immediately took off his backpack, took out the fire sickle and flint and handed it over.

Taking the fire sickle, Partridge Whistle quickly walked to the stone platform outside the statue, briefly swept it, then lit the fire and relit the few remaining candles.

“Is the fire sickle considered a secret?”

However, in the past few years, bandits in Kuanglu Mountain caused disasters, and the people who lived in seclusion here had to escape to death. Even after Elder Liaochen suppressed the bandits, Chunyang Palace was still abandoned.

 He then completely regarded himself as a disciple of the Taoist sect.

 A thick layer of incense ashes fell on the altar.

 But the stove was missing.

Lu Zu in the shrine is tall, his eyes are like fire, his clothes, beard, and hair are all meticulous, and the carvings are lifelike, obviously from the hands of famous craftsmen.

 Look at the style of the statue.

From this point of view, the rumors should be true.

 The most numerous of them is the Immortal Cave.

 Chun Yang Palace has once again regained its former sense of mystery.

Normally he didn't notice it, but now that he thought about it, he suddenly realized that no matter what time, the old foreigner seemed to be always in the bamboo basket.

The old foreigner frowned slightly and glanced at the hand that rested on his shoulder.

 Except for the stone statue of Lu Zu, there is almost nothing superfluous in the temple.

 Helping someone to interpret a sign.

 It means too familiar.

Yang Fang is good at everything.

It should have been built in the early Ming Dynasty.

It is a single-story Xieshan-style building.

Having known each other for so long, the two of them were quite familiar with each other. Now that he saw his senior brother Qiao Xiu walking away, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he approached and asked in a low voice.

As the curls of green smoke slowly spread around.

Where can I see the Taoist temple in such a state of ruin?

 That's why he said that the Immortal Cave is extremely efficacious.

 By flickering light and fire.

"secret."

 The group looked around.

It is said that after Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, in order to maintain his rule and prove his destiny, he compiled many myths.

Partridge Whistle had no choice but to find three relatively complete long incense sticks from the bamboo tube on the side. After lighting them, he inserted them into the gaps in the stone wall.

 “Yes, senior brother.”

“What are you doing carrying a basket all day long?”

Born in the shape of gold and wood, it has Taoist bones, a crane on top of a turtle's back, a tiger's body, dragon's cheeks, and phoenix eyes facing the sky, with eyebrows at the temples. It is eight feet and two inches long, wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a long sword.

Yang Fang stared behind the old foreigner with a puzzled expression.

  It is almost identical to the records in ancient books.

 There is a high probability that he was taken away by the bandits who dropped grass here.

 He finally saw the statue of Lu Zu clearly.

 After entering into practice.

Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but sigh secretly.

 “Give me fire.”

 “You’d better not ask.”

“Of course it’s not a secret, but what’s in the bamboo basket certainly is.”

Hearing this, Yang Fang's mind was immediately aroused. Based on his understanding of the old foreigner, apart from the inseparable big bow, this was definitely the second thing that he could attach so much importance to.

 “Forget about mother-in-law and mother-in-law, what treasures can’t be seen by others?”

Yang Fang glanced at the bamboo basket without moving his eyes.

I was thinking secretly in my mind.

 But he made several guesses and was rejected by him one by one.

 Looking quite heavy, it should not be a bright weapon. After all, people who move mountains and fight upside down never seek wealth.

Moreover, I don’t know why, when he glanced over, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

 That is a keen sense of danger.

 But the more this happened, the more curious Yang Fang became, the more he couldn't suppress his curiosity.

 He couldn't figure out what it was.

Just a peek can make you feel like you are falling into a vicious nest.

But his expression didn't reveal much, he just pretended to be impatient.

 “Really want to see it?”

“Then don’t blame me for not reminding you later.”

 The old foreigner suddenly smiled playfully.

　　I was laughed at by him.

Yang Fang, who was originally very curious, suddenly lost his mind.

"No, who are you trying to scare? There can't be a ghost hidden in a broken bamboo basket, right?"

 “That can’t be done.”

 The old foreigner shook his head.

Looked in the direction of the senior brother again and saw that he was wiping the shrine and altar without paying attention to this side, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

 Hand signaled to Yang Fang, asking him to move faster.

Seeing this, Yang Fang couldn't help but feel his heart move. He took a deep breath, got behind him, reached out and quickly lifted up a corner of the bamboo basket.

Boom—

only.

 Just opened a gap.

A manic, wild and ferocious aura, like a mountain torrent that bursts from the embankment, rushes towards the face with a bang.

Rao, Yang Fang was already mentally prepared.

 But faced with that unusual and strange aura.

The whole person still felt as if he had been hit hard, and he took several steps back. If it weren't for the Taoist talisman on the whip behind him, which lit up on its own, interrupting the breath out of thin air.

 It’s just a meeting.

 He will suffer internal injuries.

 “Mother…what on earth is this?”

Yang Fang looked in disbelief.

You know, the only time we lost to Kunlun.

 He was quite convinced.

But the number of times I have sparred with the old foreigner is not ten but eight times. I can almost crush him at close quarters without using weapons based on my skill alone.

Now this guy is carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

He didn't even see the other party's figure.

 Just force yourself back.

How can Yang Fang be convinced?

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic blood and energy.

However, compared to the recklessness just now, this time he was much more cautious. He held the magic whip in his backhand and approached cautiously step by step.

 There was no movement in the bamboo basket.

At this moment, he reached out his hand like lightning and opened the bamboo basket again.

At a glance.

 He finally saw clearly the depth of the bamboo basket.

 “Demon?!”

 But, the moment his eyes fell, there were no other thoughts in his mind, only a sense of powerlessness and fear.

 Two pairs of eyes as scarlet as blood.

  Layers of stacked scales.

 The limbs are thick and thick, shaped like an armored beast.

 He is also well-informed, but he has never seen such a strange-looking thing.

Other than the demon, Yang Fang could not think of another possibility.

 “Do you regret it?”

 “Don’t be curious, kid, it’s better now.”

I saw him standing there in a daze.

 The old foreigner patted him on the shoulder, smiled and walked past.

　　Until he walked far away, Yang Fang still could not recover from the shock.

Before opening the basket, he thought about countless possibilities, but he never thought that the old foreigner would carry two monsters with him all day long?

Isn’t it a Taoist who moved mountains?

  What a strange habit this is.

Yang Fang couldn’t think of anything even if he broke his head.

but…

Today was undoubtedly a bizarre and bizarre day for him.

 Shopkeeper Chen is a Taoist.

The three brothers and sisters who moved the mountain were also weird and unpredictable.

 He ​​now doubted whether the world was really as he saw it, or whether... there were too many unknown existences in the heaven and earth shrouded in clouds and mist.

 Such as demons, ghosts, immortals, and spirits in rumors.

That's really the case.

The rice dumplings are easy to explain.

In the past few years, I have been fighting everywhere, and I have killed many rigor mortis under the whip.

He has had doubts in the past, but the master only said that the thing with rigor mortis is not a ghost. It is just that the evil spirit and resentment during life were too strong, coupled with the unfavorable Feng Shui and the imbalance of yin and yang, it will die but not become stiff.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that maybe he had been wrong all along.

 “The shopkeeper?”

 Just when he was having random thoughts.

Deep in the Chunyang Palace, a sound of surprise suddenly came.

Yang Fang suddenly woke up and did not dare to think too much. He was afraid that all the concepts he had formed over the past twenty years would collapse in one fell swoop. He let out a breath.

 Then he walked towards the group of people as if nothing had happened.

When he got closer, he discovered that Chen Yulou had taken out a blue stone from behind the statue.

 About half a meter long.

The middle of the stone is slightly sunken inwards.

 It seems like something has been polished on it.

It is somewhat similar to the whetstone used by master craftsmen.

 But for some reason, Chen Yulou looked like he had found a treasure. Yang Fang couldn't help but frown. Could a piece of broken stone still be a treasure?

Before today, he would have definitely scoffed.

 But I have seen Chen Yulou’s methods and the monsters in the old foreigner’s bamboo basket.

At the moment, he no longer dares to look down upon her in the slightest.

"Shopkeeper Chen...is there anything extraordinary about this stone?"

Yang Fang pointed to the stone in his hand, trying to look calmer.

“Brother Yang Fang, have you ever heard of Jie Jian Shi?”

 “Jie Jian Shi?”

Yang Fang looked stunned.

 It was the Partridge Whistle on the side who reacted first.

 “I heard that there is a piece on Wudang Mountain.”

“Brother Chen, is it the same thing?”

 Chen Yulou was carrying the piece of sword-breaking stone that he found accidentally. Even he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

 “Brother Dao is only half right.”

“The sword-unlocking stone in Wudang Mountain is because in the Ming Dynasty, the Wudang Taoist Sect had a transcendent status and was granted supreme rights by the court. No matter who came to the sword-unlocking stone, he could untie the sword and dismount.”

I heard Partridge Whistle talking about the Sword Jie Stone in Wudang Mountain.

 Chen Yulou was not surprised at all.

 His eyesight and knowledge are not inferior to his own, and it is reasonable to know his name.

but…

 If that’s all.

How could he be so excited?

With his level, even the sword-breaking stone in Wudang Mountain is not worth mentioning.

 After all, it is nothing more than a stone.

  But this piece of bluestone is different now.

The word "jie" means "real solution" and "hardening".

“Could this be the bluestone that Lu Zu used to unlock his sword?”

Partridge Whistle raised his eyebrows.

 A bold idea came to my mind.

 “Can’t be wrong.”

 Chen Yulou nodded.

Before entering the Immortal Cave, he smiled and said to Yang Fang that there might be a chance at the place where Lu Zu practiced.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prophecy.

 It's just that this great opportunity did not fall on Yang Fang, but on himself.

 Among the six of them, he was the only one who used a sword.

 This is the calcite sword stone.

 Putting it in the secular world, it is only used for sharpening swords.

 But Lu Zu’s thing, even a piece of stone, was extraordinary.

At this moment, holding the Jie Jie Stone upside down, Chen Yulou could even feel the astonishing edge contained in it.

 The dragon scale sword, which was sheathed behind him, was trembling even more.

 It seems like it will burst out of its sheath at any time.

 Other than Lu Zu once using it to unlock his sword, Chen Yulou could not think of any possibility.

 After all, although Lu Zu was the founder of the Danding Sect, the most amazing act in his life was to kill the Yellow Dragon with a flying sword.

 Hence why he is also known as the Sword Immortal.

 It is said that he met Master Huolong in Lushan Mountain and was taught the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique and the Taoist method of restraining golden elixirs. He then entered Taoism and practiced until he reached immortality.

 You can also get a glimpse of it from the poems he wrote in his life.

 ‘In the eight hundred years since I attained Taoism, I have never beheaded anyone with a flying sword’

 ‘A sword flew into the air and flew away again, startling the old dragon in the cave’

 ‘I will go thousands of miles in the air with my sword, and I will leave you at the first watch and I will come back at the second watch’

With just a few sentences, the image of the sword fairy has already appeared on the page.

It is a pity that Lu Zu took his flying sword with him when he ascended. Otherwise, if his sword could be found, even if the snake **** was reborn, Chen Yulou would dare to fight alone.

It’s nothing more than that.

 The Jiejian Stone is also a good thing that is unparalleled in the world.

 The sword power contained in it was definitely something he had never seen before.

 His dragon scale sword has been kept for so long.

 The sword's power is not even one percent of its strength.

A few months ago in Shijun Mountain, when the Dragon Scale Sword was released, he was still thinking about whether he could find a sword-raising gourd that could nourish the sword's power.

 Unexpectedly, I would be able to obtain Lu Zu’s sword-solving stone today.

 It is no worse than raising a sword gourd.

If the dragon scale sword can eat away the sword intention in the sword-breaking stone.

 At that time, it will not only be a great evil weapon, but a Taoist magic weapon, left behind by the true immortal.

"etc…"

Yang Fang was still pretending to be calm.

 Heard two people talking.

 The heart, which was already severely impacted, will become even more fragile, as if it could be broken into countless pieces with just a slight push.

“Shopkeeper Chen, do you mean that Lu Zu is not a mythical figure, but that he ascended to immortality… is also true?”

 Hear that trill.

And the disbelief on Yang Fang's face could not be concealed at all.

 Chen Yulou, who was staring blankly at the sword-breaking stone in his hand, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

“Lü Zu was a person from the Tang Dynasty and the founder of the Danding School of Taoism. He is a character clearly recorded in history books. Of course he is true. How could he be fabricated at will?”

 “As for ascending to immortality…”

Chen Yulou looked at him with a smile.

“If you believe it, there will be something. If you don’t believe it, there will be nothing.”

“Brother Yang Fang, don’t be too entangled.”

 However, as soon as these words came out, Yang Fang was not comforted, but became more and more confused.

 Gather water to make people and feed monsters.

 In addition, when I was in Chenjiazhuang some time ago, I always heard people talking about a eloquent ape on the village.

But I have never had the opportunity to see it.

 He didn't take it seriously.

 I just thought the banker was exaggerating.

 But now that he thought about it, he felt more and more wrong.

Since there are ascetics and demons, gods and immortals may also exist.

 That's why, when shopkeeper Chen was outside the sword washing pool before, he told himself to be careful about what he said, and said that there was a **** when he raised his head three feet high. He was clearly reminding himself secretly.

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 Think of this.

Yang Fang couldn't help but swallowed hard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he even glanced at the statue of Lu Zu in the shrine.

 Previously, he only felt that the craftsman's craftsmanship was really superb, and the carvings were lifelike and vivid.

 But looking at it now, he felt like his scalp was numb.

Hurry and look away, not daring to look around again.

“Well, shopkeeper Chen, I made some mistakes before and was too disrespectful to Mr. Lu Zu. Can I burn incense sticks and kowtow a few times and everything will be fine?”

"Can."

 “That’s okay…”

 Get the answer in the affirmative.

Yang Fang didn't dare to delay. He pulled the futon on the ground and knelt down. He kowtowed several times in a row without forgetting to mutter the words.

This scene made everyone laugh.

　　Nearly stopped.

How frivolous I was outside before, but now I am so awe-inspiring.

 “That’s enough, that’s enough, brother Yang Fang, just be sincere.”

 Seeing that he had no intention of getting up for a long time, Chen Yulou patted his shoulder and smiled.

Yang Fang then stood up.

 There is no longer the cynical look on his face.

 It is no exaggeration to say that he is a Taoist believer.

 Chen Yulou suppressed a smile and did not point out that today's incident was indeed a huge shock to him in a short period of time, but at the same time, it also opened a window for him.

The vision is no longer limited to the local arena.

　　Martial arts fists and kicks.

 Waiting until when he comes out.

 It’s definitely time for a complete transformation.

Without wasting any time, Chen Yulou took the Jie Jianshi and led the group of people back the way they came.

 After passing through more than ten peaks, it was not until sunset that we finally arrived outside Wuku Temple.

only.

 What surprised the group of people.

Elder Liaochen, who had been in seclusion for many days and devoted himself to deciphering the Dragon Bone Book, unexpectedly appeared in the temple.

 At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged in the main hall.

 “Could it be that…”

I saw the old figure from a distance.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but feel shocked, and his face was full of anticipation.

 But what followed was an indescribable tension.

Hua Ling and the old foreigner on the side have clearly thought of this step, and their faces that were still chatting and laughing suddenly tightened.

"don’t worry."

“Since Elder Liaochen has come out of seclusion, there must be progress.”

 (End of this chapter)