Zongwu: My understanding is against the sky, I became the ancestor of Taoism in Wudang

Looking at the dangerous peaks from afar, the white clouds are between the cols.

Ten Thousand Mountains Tribute Place, hidden immortals.

This is Wudang Mountain, the retreat of the worldly gods.

It was March, and the snow on the top of Wudang Mountain had not yet melted, such as the Silver Palace Que.

A few white clouds, half set in the sky, half stuck to the mountain peaks are picturesque.

Looking at Wudang from afar, it is magnificent, and the mountains are steep and deep.

Passing through the Wudang Mountain Gate, there is a path hidden in the forest, and along the road you can go deep into the back mountain, where there is a cold pool.

On the edge of the pool stood a thatched hut, in which an old man dressed in a gray and white Taoist robe sat cross-kneeled, holding a meridian seal.

The mountain breeze caresses the grass and the three strands of the old road's long whiskers.

"Whew..."

Exhale with the wind, exhaling and inhaling for a long time.

Exhaling the turbid breath in his abdomen, Qin Ji slowly opened his eyes.

"Alas..."

"It's really old, I can't hold on to such a simple tuna."

Carefully move his legs, at his age, he is most afraid of being sedentary.

Just practicing qi meditation, resulting in poor blood flow in the legs, and standing up rashly will hurt the muscles and bones.

Qin Ji, Elder Taishang of the Wudang Sect, senior brother of Wudang Zhenren Zhang Sanfeng.

Everyone knows that Zhang Sanfeng will turn 100 years old and is a living immortal.

But I didn't know that above him there was a Wudang Taishang, who had a life expectancy of three out of a hundred.

Tapping his stiff waist, Qin Ji came outside the house and sat down on a cobblestone at random, but the circle suddenly moved.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Xuan turtle, only because the turtle shell was black and the turtle pattern was strong, and it looked like a big rock.

Xuangui carried Qin Ji slowly to the edge of the cold pool, and the ripples of the road in the pool surged in, and a white snake in the water broke through the surface of the water and shot like an arrow.

Qin Ji stretched out his hand, and the white snake with a small arm-thick arm instantly turned into a finger soft, wrapped around his chest and abdomen, the triangular head was on Qin Ji's shoulder, the red snake eyes were like two pomegranate seeds, and the snake letter seemed to be talking to Qin Ji about something.

Stroking his hand on the rough tortoise shell, Qin Ji's heart was full of reluctance.

These two intelligent guys are his closest companions after coming to this world, and although they can't communicate verbally, they are like family.

Ninety years ago, Qin Ji first came to this world and was seriously injured, and it was this turtle and snake that brought him medicinal herbs, and the wild fruit ensured that he would not die.

After all these years, Qin Ji has long regarded the two as relatives in this world, like younger brothers and sisters.

Qin Ji is not from this world, but from another world called Blue Star.

When he first arrived in this realm, Qin Ji thought that he was traveling through some ancient world, and only later did he realize that this was actually a place where the heavens converged.

In the Kyushu world, the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming coexist, and they are with Yangbei Mang.

The strong drive the mountains and the sea, pick the stars and take the moon, and dare to call the immortals in the sky.

The weak can also open the monument and crack the stone, and the palm exerts strength.

This is the world of martial artists, the world of martial arts.

The first time he knew the truth of this world, Qin Ji had the idea of practicing martial arts.

It's just that at that time, he had no roots and no ping, only a broken grass house in Wudang Mountain, and a Tao Te Ching on his body.

It was also under such circumstances that he picked up Zhang Junbao, who was seriously injured.

A hundred years have passed, and the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes have not blown down Wudang Mountain, but he Qin Ji really can't do it.

Recently, he has a hunch that his limit is approaching.

After living for nearly a hundred years, Qin Ji felt that it was worth it.

Everything has to have an ending, isn't it.

He is also worthy of the word crosser, established Wudang Mountain from scratch, and became Senior Brother Zhang Sanfeng, let's not be ashamed.

But he still has a regret.

I failed to break through the limit of heaven and man, and I failed to see the grand scenery outside that day.

Who can not want to live forever, and experience such as his Qin Ji is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Over the years, I can't hear anyone who can break the void and go away."

"I don't know how those legends were handed down."

Qin Ji sighed a little, he was Wudang Taishang, but he was not so extraordinary in terms of martial arts.

It is far from Zhang Sanfeng, and he has some experience in self-cultivation and longevity.

But what is the use of his experience.

The world of Kyushu is a world of martial arts and prosperity, and the rumors of the rivers and lakes are that the people who break the void and fly on the immortal world are unknown.

It is also rumored that as long as a warrior breaks through the limit of heaven and man, he can live for a long time.

But after all, he is just an ordinary resource, it is not easy to survive for a hundred years, but this day the limit of people can not be reached in any way.

"Maybe Junior Brother can."

With hope in his eyes, Qin Ji set his gaze on the front mountain, where the Wudang Sect was stationed, which he and his junior brother Zhang Sanfeng personally built brick by brick.

Zhang Sanfeng's qualifications in martial arts are not comparable to him.

This is fate, he can live more than a hundred years after crossing, he is worth it.

It's just that this heart is always a little unwilling, come to this martial arts prosperous world, but can't practice martial arts, how can you be willing.

Over the years, Qin Ji has not tried to cultivate martial arts, but whether it is internal exercises or external fists and feet, his body is like a stubborn stone in water, water or water, stone or stone, which is not compatible at all.

For this reason, Zhang Sanfeng did not give him a heavenly material and earth treasure, and even taught him hand-in-hand, but the result was still unchanged.

Decades have passed, and Qin Ji has also extinguished this thought.

Now cultivate some health preservation exercises, prolong life exercises and the like, do not seek to be invincible in the world, as long as you live for a while longer, it is also good.

"I don't know if I can travel to other worlds at the end of this life, or if it will disappear."

There is a great terror between life and death, even Qin Ji is not exempt from vulgarity.

In recent days, I feel that my limit is approaching, and these thoughts pop up from time to time.

To say that Qin Ji is not without a chance to turn over, but this opportunity is really difficult to grasp.

Since the beginning of his crossing, he knew that he was carrying the standard of a traverser, Goldfinger.

It's just that his golden finger is obscure and obscurant, and no matter how he tries, he can't start it.

After thousands of attempts, the passion is lost.

"Alas, if the old man is deep blue, how can he not become a living immortal or something."

Thinking of his golden finger, Qin Ji shook his head helplessly.

Over the years, he has given up studying Goldfinger, and the blue light in his mind cannot be blown and thunderous, and he is stable like an old dog.

Just when Qin Ji sensed the blue light in his brain, his hands stroked the back armor of the Xuan turtle, and a feeling emanated from the blue light in his brain.

"This feeling!"

"Tortoise shell act! When did the old man's understanding become so good! "

Startled in his heart, Qin Ji carefully stroked the turtle shell in two busesses, and at the same time communicated the blue light in his mind.

However, Qin Ji had some understanding, and the blue light in his brain seemed to be able to improve his understanding, but this understanding was really against the sky.

Unexpectedly, by touching the turtle shell, he can comprehend a technique.

"It turns out that the old man's understanding is so against the sky!"

At the end of his life, he discovered the usefulness of the golden finger, and Qin Ji couldn't help but cry.

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