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

With the efforts of all the disciples of Wudang, tens of thousands of corpses were thrown into the back cliff of Wudang Mountain.

In order not to cause epidemics, Qin Ji strictly forbidden to bury on the spot.

Burying the body is a big project, and before they dig so many pits, it is estimated that the corpses are smelly.

At the moment, the best disposal is to throw it all into the back cliff.

And burying the corpse is not suitable for use in Wudang Mountain, which has a lot of stone and little soil, and if it is buried shallow, it is likely to be dug up and eaten by mountain beasts.

If you bury it a little deeper, with the strength of Wudang disciples, I am afraid that it will be dug for several days.

Directly throwing the corpse in the mountain valley, this is much simpler, two disciples carry a corpse, and a blaze of incense can go back and forth.

Despite the tens of thousands of corpses, it took the Wudang disciples a whole night to clean them up.

Qin Ji stood on the cliff and watched as the corpses were thrown down.

The mist in the valley was disturbed, and the dull sound of falling to the ground sounded faintly.

Tens of thousands of corpses, thrown underneath I don't know what will breed.

However, from now on, the bottom of the cliff will be overcast, so it can be regarded as a good place to throw corpses.

Others don't know what is under this mountain, how can Qin Ji not know, this is also his intention to let people throw the corpse here, and there is no lack of experimentation in his heart.

There was that fire foreman below who had been refined into a Taiyin Xuan corpse by him, and if these corpses were added to breed corpse qi, they might be able to enhance their power.

Or with the help of the power of the Taiyin Xuan Corpse, there may be talented among these corpses, who can raise the corpse and return the soul, and it may not be possible to refine the Taiyin Xuan Corpse.

Even if it doesn't work, it's good to derive some corpses, and when the time comes, collect some yourself, maybe you can practice some evil magic weapons.

In Qin Ji's heart, since these jianghu people are already dead, there is no need to be polite.

There is a saying called waste utilization, if these corpses are burned by a fire, nothing is left, it is better to feed their own Taiyin Xuan corpse.

If he can cultivate the Taiyin Xuan Corpse stronger, he will also have a hole card in his hand in the future.

Even if he is not in Wudang one day, if he encounters irresistible danger, he can release this Taiyin Xuan corpse.

With such a demon not a demon and a ghost not a ghost, presumably the future Wudang disciples will be very grateful to themselves.

"Uncle Shi, two ropes were found on the cliff."

Just when Qin Ji was stunned, Song Yuanqiao walked over from afar, carrying two balls of rope in his hand.

This was discovered by the corpse-throwing disciples, and some people still wanted to go down to see what was there, but they were stopped by Song Yuanqiao.

Two strange ropes appeared at the cliff, and Song Yuanqiao did not dare to make his own decisions, so he quickly came to ask Shi Bozu.

"Well, don't bother, it's just a ghost."

Two ropes, two people, Qin Ji guessed that these were the two people who touched his prohibition before.

Unexpectedly, the two dead ghosts really came to Wudang Back Mountain and went down to the bottom of the cliff.

What is this, thousands of miles to give people's heads?

The Taiyin Xuan Corpse under the cliff didn't know if it had already had a full meal.

For the Taiyin Xuan Corpse, the best nourishment is the power of Taiyin, as long as he is basking in the moon, the greater the power of this Xuan Corpse.

However, if you see the bloody Taiyin Xuan corpse, its strength cannot be underestimated.

It's just that the Xuan corpse that has seen blood is even more difficult to control, and if you meet a person with advanced Dao, you can see at a glance that this Xuan corpse is stained with blood qi, and it will eventually evolve into an irrational evil thing.

However, Qin Ji didn't think about it, since the Taiyin Xuan Corpse was cultivated by himself, it would be under his own jurisdiction.

With his current ability, it is not very difficult to suppress this Xuan corpse.

It's just that this Taiyin Xuan Corpse can't be seen after all, and Qin Ji is also troubled by how to deal with him.

Fortunately, this Wudang back mountain is mysterious and unfathomable, and ordinary people can't touch it.

Now that so many corpses have been thrown down in the valley, presumably the Taiyin Xuan Corpse is happy at this time, and it will finally be able to eat enough one day.

Qin Ji didn't know from beginning to end that those two were Ah Da and Ah Er, the disciples of the fire foreman Tuo.

At this time, the two not only fed the fire foreman, but even the bones on their bodies were chewed into dregs by the fire foreman.

Although the Taiyin Xuan Corpse retains some of the spiritual wisdom of the original owner, it is no longer the original person, with a brutal temperament and no humanity, which is only a small feature of the Taiyin Xuan Corpse.

After a busy night, tens of thousands of corpses were finally thrown into the valley by Wudang disciples.

These people came to Wudang to shout and kill before their deaths, and after their deaths, they became a pile of fertilizer in the back mountain of Wudang, and the disciples did not have the slightest psychological pressure when they threw their corpses.

If it weren't for these people, yesterday's Wudang birthday banquet wouldn't have been so grand.

All blame these guys for disrupting the birthday banquet that Wudang has been preparing for a long time, I hope it will not affect Shizu's birthday.

A light rain fell on Wudang Mountain, bringing a little coolness and washing away the anger in the mountain.

After the rain and the sun, the east ushered in a touch of fish white.

When the rising sun was about to come out, thousands of Wudang disciples stood on the back cliff, greeting the rising sun with Qin Ji Zhang Sanfeng and others.

At this moment, the hearts of Wudang gathered together.

They are a whole, a heritage.

Standing in front is their Shizu, Shi Bozu.

Shizu is a great master martial artist, Shi Bozu is a legendary immortal, Wudang has these two people, inheritance for thousands of years is not a problem.

Especially Shi Bozu Tong Immortal Law, I don't know how many people want to ask to go to Shi Bozu to learn the immortal method.

Being able to become a Wudang disciple filled them with pride and pride at this moment.

The morning sun is born, the weather after the rain is clear and bright, and the light of the red sun shines on everyone's face, full of vitality.

Once washed away yesterday's haze.

Zhang Sanfeng's birthday banquet was not held on his birthday, but on the second day.

Who would have thought that a birthday banquet would attract so many jackals, tigers and leopards with evil intentions.

Fortunately, there was Wudang Taishi Uncle, who killed tens of thousands of people with evil intentions with a sword, and held a unique ceremony for Zhang Sanfeng's birthday banquet.

Tens of thousands of people died, did not affect the mood of the Wudang people, the master's birthday banquet should still be held, the huge Wudang Sect square, full of tables, chairs and benches.

This was originally intended for those who came to celebrate their birthday, but now it can only be enjoyed by their own disciples.

One by one, vegetarian fasts were served, and a altar of fine wine was opened and sealed.

The aroma of the dishes steamed and the aroma of wine wafted far away, and people forgot yesterday's unhappiness and forgot to ambush tens of thousands of corpses.

Zhang Sanfeng sat in the main work, Qin Ji accompanied him, and Wudang Qizi sat around.

The rest of the disciples also sat in their seats, and everyone gathered together happily, shouting congratulatory words and mouthful birthday greetings.

Yin Liting brought a bowl of longevity noodles, a sea bowl with a large head, and a whole three-meter-long noodles, and Zhang Sanfeng also had to puff up his stomach to eat it.

Drinking bowls and bowls of wine, Wudang disciples constantly came to toast, and everyone wanted to express their worship for their master.

There are not so many rules today, as long as they are Wudang disciples, they can come to Zhang Sanfeng Qin Ji, pick up the wine bowl and say an auspicious word, and the two of them will be wine to the bowl.

Zhang Sanfeng's beard was already full of alcohol, even if he was a great grandmaster powerhouse and was toasted by thousands of disciples, it would not be able to survive.

In the end, he had to let Song Yuanqiao take the seven sons of Wudang to toast from table to table and communicate with three or four generations.

In the past, they were masters and apprentices, and they were the relationship between the top and the bottom, but today at the Zhang Sanfeng birthday banquet, everyone is a Wudang disciple. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Regardless of size or age, as long as you dare to stand up and drink, you will be praised by everyone.

"Okay, okay, the old way has worked hard all his life, isn't it this scene in front of you."

The lively scene made Zhang Sanfeng very emotional.

He was not a serious person, and in the early years he was called an old urchin.

In fact, he has always disliked being a master, and all of them are senior brothers who have to let themselves accept disciples and let themselves educate apprentices.

He prefers to be like this in front of him, where the big guys sit together happily, regardless of each other, laughing and scolding each other.

In his bones, Zhang Sanfeng felt that he was more suitable to be a cottage boss, leading a group of Erlang to be happy.

"Yes, after working hard all my life and realizing my dreams, this is good."

"How many people in this world can live a hundred years like you, and still live so comfortably."

"So don't slack, let's try to live another hundred years, two hundred years."

Qin Ji is also very happy, his junior brother has been busy all his life, he has given up a lot for the word Wudang, and now he has finally achieved something and achieved the dream in his heart, and he is happy for it.

"Live, junior brother, I want to accompany senior brother, as long as senior brother lives, I will live."

Zhang Sanfeng was very interested, and took up the wine jar to punish himself.

Seeing the appearance of the junior brother old urchin coming, Qin Ji was in a good mood.

Just saw the little road boy Zhao Yuzhen holding the wine jar to pour wine for himself, and couldn't help but touch the little guy's head.

"Zhen'er, you can learn some of the competition that day."

Yesterday, when fighting with Zhu Yan and Wu Su, Qin Ji deliberately slowed down the sword style, just to let Zhao Yuzhen have some understanding.

That Wu Su is a great master of kendo, which is rare in the world, and being able to feel such a battle is really of great benefit to Zhao Yu.

This little Daoist boy of his is not comparable to the people on the side, this is a demon, comparable to Zhang Sanfeng in terms of understanding.

"Shi Bozu, the disciple has comprehended a set of sword techniques, but the little child is afraid of Shi Bozu's jokes."

Zhao Yuzhen replied twistedly.

He was the youngest of Wudang's four generations of disciples, a veritable junior disciple, and was originally sent to Yu Daiyan's side to serve and live.

After being discovered by Qin Ji, he took it with him to teach.

Now he already has a sword fairy temperament, but after all, he is still young, and he looks childish when he talks and does things.

Yesterday, Qin Ji told him to realize that the little guy only cared about angering those quacks, and he didn't understand much at all.

But despite this, Qin Ji's battle with that female sword immortal still gave him something.

"Oh, it's good to have some understanding, today is a lively day, rehearse what you have comprehended, and give it to your master to see."

Qin Ji knew that the little guy must be able to feel something, and at this time, he was also curious about what kind of sword technique Zhao Yu could really comprehend.

After receiving the order of Shi Bozu, Zhao Yuzhen untied the peach wood sword that he asked his senior brother to carve behind his back.

Compare your own feelings one by one.

His understanding was extraordinary, similar to Zhang Sanfeng, and Guan Qin Ji actually comprehended a set of sword techniques.

Although this set of sword techniques seems to be more of a child's thing, there is no shadow of kendo at all with slashing and slashing.

But Qin Ji still saw his existence in his sword technique.

At that time, he performed the Zhou Tianxing Sword Fighting Sword Technique, and there were many traces of Zhou Tianxing Dou in Zhao Yuzhen's set of sword techniques.

The point is that although the little guy's sword technique is wrongly arranged, the moves and moves are very coherent.

And there are many of his own comprehensions, mixed with a lot of chopping movements on the operation of the Zhou Tian Star Dou, which is the reason for the children's sword dance, children make the sword most 820 chopping, rarely stabbed, it can make the sword like this, has a lot of talent.

"Not bad, you can comprehend so much, it means that you are also attentive, reward you with a turnip to eat."

Qin Ji's joking reward made Zhao Yuzhen very happy.

This child has a good understanding and understands a lot of things, until he serves his master and uncle is not so much a follower, but actually more like a master and apprentice.

There are thousands of Wudang disciples, and there are a few who can practice with Shi Bozu, and they have had one of themselves for a hundred years.

Zhao Yuzhen knew how rare this opportunity was and how many people were jealous of themselves, so he always listened very attentively to Qin Ji's words.

Now that he has the approval of Shi Bozu, he still has a smug smile on his little face in front of Shi Zu.

"Na, don't say that Shi Bozu cut the door, how can a piece of radish reward our little sword immortal."

"Shi Bozu, this peach sword has been given to you, I hope you will study and practice hard in the future, and you must not waste your sword art."

Qin Ji liked Zhao Yuzhen very much, not only because of the other party's future achievements.

Just because Zhao Yu is really cute, a child with a pure heart will always make people more optimistic.

Qin Ji gave his peach sword to Zhao Yuzhen, which surprised Zhang Sanfeng.

Wudang Qizi is even more red-eyed.

Who doesn't know that yesterday Shi Bozu used this peach sword to attract heavenly thunder, a sword that can attract heavenly thunder, or a sword like a god, this can also be regarded as a treasure for inheritance in Wudang, and now it is given to a child.

"Uncle Shi, so precious?"

Yu Daiyan was afraid that Zhao Yuzhen would not know the magic here, so he quickly starred in a reminder.

"Don't be surprised, this sword is not a famous weapon either."

"It's just that I casually took a branch from the back mountain, nourished by my spiritual power, and became like this, in fact, it is still a peach branch."

"Don't think of him too godly, it's far worse than the True Martial Sword and the Dragon Sparrow Sword."

"It's just right to give it to Xiaoyuzhen to play."

How did Qin Ji not know the current fame of the peach sword, but this was really a peach branch sword.

It is useless for him to keep it himself, since Zhao Yu really likes to carve peach wood swords, then send him.

Zhao Yuzhen took the peach sword in Shi Bozu's hand, the jade-colored sword body, the length and weight were just right for his size and strength.

Zhao Yuzhen, who was very happy, quickly thanked Shi Bozu.

"Thank you for the reward, Yuzhen likes the peach wood sword, in the future, this sword will be called the peach blossom sword, I will hold the peach blossom sword and kill the world's glamorous evil!"

The appearance of holding a sword and swearing at a young age is very cute, and the hot people around him laugh.

The little junior brother of Wudang got the peach wood sword of the uncle, and there was no jealousy in people's eyes, only love.