Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　It's not that he deliberately pretended to force, but to replenish the energy needed by the body.

　　Bigu is what ordinary people say, thinking that this state does not need to be eaten or drunk, which is very different from ordinary people.

　　In fact, this is wrong.

　　Ancient Qi practitioners, eat the purple Qi from the east, and bask in the sun, moon, and stars.

　　It is still necessary to replenish energy, but it is not the five grains that mortals eat, but Qi.

　　Otherwise, if you really don't eat anything, the immortal cultivator will starve to death long ago.

　　"Changsheng greets the six senior brothers."

　　Chen Changsheng walked over to a few people, and greeted him with a bow, his sleeve slipped off to reveal his wrist.

　　In Song Yuanqiao's eyes, Chen Changsheng's skin was crystal clear, like ice jade crystals, and he could even see the bones like white jade inside through his skin.

　　And there is a refreshing fragrance on his body, which is different from his own pancreas incense.

　　All in all, it smells very good, with a natural smell.

　　"You don't need to be too polite, little junior brother." Song Yuanqiao was surprised.

　　The five Zhang Cuishan didn't pay attention to this scene, and because they were happy, they walked forward to chat with Chen Changsheng together.

　　"Changsheng, although bigu is good, you still need to eat something to replenish your body."

　　"Junior Brother, what state are you in now?"

　　"Little Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss it for a long time!"

　　……

　　In front of the brothers and sisters, there is no taboo to say anything, and the six people's hearts and minds are also fully displayed.

　　It's just that there are too many questions!

　　Chen Changsheng had a feeling of being faced with [-] whys, and he couldn't say anything...

　　Fortunately, the senior brother Song Yuanqiao hurriedly stopped a few people and shouted: "Little junior brother just left the customs, you have said so much, have you forgotten the important thing?"

　　After the words fell, the five suddenly stopped.

　　Chen Changsheng was a little curious.

　　Besides the master's birthday, what else is important?

　　After listening to Song Yuanqiao's explanation, it suddenly dawned on me.

　　"Isn't this the plot in the original book?"

　　Chen Changsheng vaguely remembered that on the day of Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday in the original book, the seven brothers painted a painting together and gave it to the master to celebrate his birthday.

　　"I always feel like I've overlooked something. The original book is a little forgotten."

　　Chen Changsheng frowned slightly.

　　Song Yuanqiao, who was beside him, didn't notice it. He opened the painting in his hand and said, "Little brother, I will paint our Wudang Mountain after discussing with your brothers. I am in charge of the ancient pine, and the lotus boat is in charge of the mountain..."

　　"It's a pity that your second senior brother, Yu Daiyan, is not here. Wouldn't it be better for the two of you to supplement this painting together."

　　After hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, Chen Changsheng's heart suddenly changed.

　　It turned out to be the second brother!

　　In the original work, Brother Yu was interrupted by Asan with his powerful diamond fingers on his master's [-]th birthday.

　　Lie down on the couch for more than ten years!

　　And the source of everything is the Dragon Saber in the hands of the Changbai Three Birds!

　　"There's still a month left until the master's birthday, which means that Senior Brother Yu is going to participate in the Dragon Saber..."

　　Chen Changsheng's eyes showed a cold light.

　　A strong breath suddenly pressed on the hearts of the six people in Song Yuanqiao, making people feel tight and short of breath, as if a storm was coming.

　　"Little... Junior Brother?"

　　Zhang Cuishan spoke with difficulty.

　　After the words were spoken, Chen Changsheng woke up and quickly regained his aura.

　　The six of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Yin Liting slumped on the ground and took a deep breath.

　　Song Yuanqiao calmed down and said doubtfully, "Little Junior Brother, you just..."

　　Before he finished speaking, he listened to Chen Changsheng.

　　"Six brothers, I'm going to Jiangnan."

　　Chen Changsheng looked extremely serious, and his eyes were extremely clear.

　　The words in Song Yuanqiao's stomach were immediately retracted.

　　"Little Junior Brother, is there something important?" Song Yuanqiao didn't ask any more questions, and said very sternly.

　　"There is something very important!"

　　Song Yuanqiao and the other five looked at each other and smiled softly:

　　"Then let's go. Although the brothers are not as good as you, the long swords in their hands are still sharp, and they should be able to cut through thorns for you."

　　Chen Changsheng's heart warmed.

　　The brothers should help themselves without asking the reason. There is no need to say thank you for this feeling, just put it in the bottom of your heart.

　　However, this time he went down the mountain not only to save Yu Daiyan, but also to take the dragon-slaying knife, he also went to Kunlun Valley to obtain the "Jiuyang Zhenjing".

　　Too many people is not good.

　　Therefore, Chen Changsheng rejected several senior brothers.

　　Although Song Yuanqiao and the others were disappointed, they also knew that this little junior brother had martial skills that they could never match.

　　This trip should be safe.

　　"How do you get there, junior brother, by water or land?"

　　Zhang Songxi said curiously.

　　"You don't have to be so troublesome." Chen Changsheng smiled lightly.

　　Then he walked towards the edge of the cliff.

　　ps: The rhythm of these two may be slowed down, and it is really uncontrollable when writing the number of words.The first few pictures were more than [-] words, and my friend said that I was crazy for so many chapters...emmmm.

Chapter 9

　　This top of the mountain is the main peak of Wudang, with seventy-two peaks from east, west, north and south, guarding the main peak like lotus petals, showing a pilgrimage attitude of bowing down and serving as a minister.

　　After each practice, Chen Changsheng liked to sit cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and watch this spectacle.

　　Since Zhang Zhenren's birthday in Wudang is approaching, there is an endless stream of pilgrims going up the mountain to burn incense. It is strange that since Zhang Sanfeng founded the Wudang School in this Wudang Mountain, the incense has become more and more prosperous.

　　Shaolin's [-]-year-old birth is nothing but this!

　　Chen Changsheng once used his mind to observe that Wudang stands in the northwest of the Central Plains, and the world's luck runs from west to east, like the rolling Yangtze River to the sea, even if Chen Changsheng has not practiced Feng Shui Kanyu, just relying on the aura of Wudang Mountain is very good. It's amazing.

　　At this moment, many people in Wudang Mountain shook their hearts and looked up.

　　The sea of ​​clouds on the seventy-two peaks boiled, and finally it was like seventy-two white dragons swimming towards the main peak.

　　Hundreds of yellow cranes soared and circled.

　　The pilgrims who witnessed this scene saw this vision, and I don't know who shouted that the Great Emperor Zhenwu appeared, and hundreds of fearful pilgrims knelt down to the ground.

　　Ordinary people in the world, if you talk to them about the classics of saints, mysterious morality, and profound Dharma, it is often of little benefit. They often like and fear when they see simple things, especially when the sky is rolling over their heads, and the Yellow River is roaring. Who is not respectful? If God is manifestly holy.

　　Song Yuanqiao, who was on the edge of the cliff, only felt that his heart was full of admiration at this moment, and he shouted: "Little Junior Brother, you are not an immortal!"

　　Mo Shenggu couldn't hide his shock and murmured: "What should I explain this time? Ancient books can't be explained, and martial arts don't have such martial arts... Is there really a way in the world that surpasses ordinary people?"

　　The seventy-two peaks are facing the big top, and the yellow cranes are circling to make their way.

　　Hundreds of pilgrims saw this scene, as if they were in a fairyland, and it was even more silent.

　　"How many days are you going to be wronged, how about helping me down the mountain?"

　　The Six Heroes of Wudang saw Chen Changsheng caressing a huge yellow crane feather.

　　And the yellow crane chirped in place.

　　Then he swirled around the handsome young man, cheering happily, as if responding to him.

　　"Six senior brothers, tell the master, I will come back to celebrate the birthday of the old man."

　　"I'm going."

　　The broad and long-sleeved Taoist robe boy pointed his toes, mounted the yellow crane, and looked towards the south of the Yangtze River.

　　The yellow crane flew out of the cliff and shuttled between the clouds.

　　"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles."

　　Song Yuanqiao praised after a long time.

　　"If little junior brother, you are as bright as the sun, and if you go this time, you will definitely be invincible and promote my name as Wudang."

　　The Yellow Crane shuttled among the clouds, swept across the Han River in front of the mountain, and flowed to the sea in a majestic manner.

　　There are passing boats and pedestrians. I don't know who saw the yellow crane at first sight. It seems that there is another person sitting on the back of the crane?

　　anyone?There are people!

　　The news immediately spread wildly, and some people rushed out of the cabin to look up, and they really saw a Taoist-looking immortal traveling east on a crane.

　　The boat exploded immediately, and when the Yellow Crane swept overhead, everyone raised their heads in disbelief, not daring to speak aloud, for fear of shocking the heavens and the people.

　　……

　　Jiangnan has beautiful scenery.

　　How much do you know about Misty Rain?