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

Xu Xiao was not satisfied with Li Yishan's plan, but he had no better way.

Several Yizi on the side were also wide-eyed and small-eyed, and there was nothing to say.

So many people plotted a Wudang, and the result was such a result, Xu Xiao was a little unwilling.

If you want to find someone to plan again, ~ that heavenly thunder virtual image appears in my mind.

Think about such a heavenly thunder, even if it is a perfect strategy, in the end - someone still has to assassinate.

But how can he find someone who is not afraid of heavenly thunder?

One force down ten times, that Qin Ji's heavenly thunder, is not at all something that people can bear, even if he is not short of dead soldiers, he cannot give his life in vain.

In the end, Xu Xiao reluctantly recognized Li Yishan's calculation, how to say that this is also a little feasible, to beat Wudang to the opposite side of the entire Kyushu rivers and lakes.

Let the endless rivers and lakes warriors bother Qin Ji, even if they can't assassinate the other party, even if they are in vain, at least they must disgust him to death.

He Xu Xiao took revenge from early to late, and he wanted Qin Ji to remember him all the time.

Sooner or later, he will succeed in revenge.

With the plan set, Li Yishan immediately mobilized the forces of the Northern Liang Royal Mansion and began to prepare for the plan.

If this matter wants to succeed, there are still many steps to go, after all, this is a plan to pry the world with the Northern Liang Royal Mansion.

Once the Northern Liang Royal Mansion was launched, it was able to spread the news to the rivers and lakes in a short time, plus the Jiuzhou rivers and lakes at this time, and the news about the heavenly thunder on Wudang Mountain and the killing of tens of thousands of people in the rivers and lakes has spread.

The Northern Liang Royal Mansion added fuel to the fire again, directly making this news boil.

Meanwhile, on the Wudang Mountains.

A few days have passed since Zhang Sanfeng's birthday.

Since his birthday, Wudang disciples have enjoyed themselves up and down, which has brought more gratifying changes to Wudang.

The master and apprentice were courteous and in harmony, and there were always some small gangs and small groups among the Wudang disciples in the past, and they no longer existed after that day's integration.

With a brand new spirit, the spiritual outlook of Wudang disciples is even more upward.

Today, Qin Ji was preparing to preach to the Wudang disciples.

This is what he has thought about for a long time, and now that he has entered the immortal path, how can he benefit the Wudang disciples.

I can't fly away by myself, my own disciples are still struggling for a sword technique.

It is said that a person who has a chicken dog ascends to heaven, and he asks himself that he can't do the chicken dog ascend to heaven when he has not yet reached the right, so he should first let the people around him enjoy a wave of welfare.

This birthday banquet, Wudang offended the entire jianghu, he killed so many people with one sword, it was very cool to watch, but the consequences were also very cool.

It can be imagined that if the Wudang disciples go out and walk down the mountain in the future, if they are not beaten out of, they will all be pulled clean.

In order for his disciples not to be beaten out of, he, the master uncle, must also work hard to teach his disciples.

That's how this sermon came about.

Early in the morning, in front of the Zhenwu Hall.

Zhenwu Emperor, also known as Xuantian God, Yousheng Zhenjun, Xuanwu Emperor, etc.

Zhenwu the Great is the main deity worshiped in Wudang and the Northern Heavenly Emperor of Taoism.

Wudang is also the dojo of Emperor Zhenwu.

Therefore, the Zhenwu Hall is the largest hall in Wudang Mountain, and it is also the temple with the most vigorous incense.

In front of the True Martial Arts Hall is Wudang Mountain Square, where daily Wudang disciples perform martial arts.

Wudang Square occupies a large area, because it is the façade of Wudang, and in order to highlight the greatness of Zhenwu, Zhenwu Square is quite luxurious.

The entire square is paved with white jade, in order to be able to not damage for thousands of years, the square is not used stone slabs, but stone pillars, each stone pillar three meters deep into the ground, one meter long and wide.

It is the Wudang Sect that is the most expensive project.

At this time, the three thousand Wudang disciples had all gathered on the square.

Led by the seven sons of Wudang, all the disciples were sorted in order, and three thousand people were full, and even some monks in the Taoist halls on Wudang Mountain came here to observe.

This was what Qin Ji and Zhang Sanfeng promised, although these Taoist halls were not Wudang disciples, and even the Daoist system was different from Wudang.

But in the same mountain, that day the people of the rivers and lakes came to Wudang to make trouble, although these people in the Taoist hall could not help anything, but they did not help the sin, and they also took the initiative to help transport the corpses afterwards and hold a super meeting.

The left and right were all practicing in Wudang, and Qin Ji was not a person who swept away his own treasure, so he also called them to listen to the law.

This move made these true cultivators who had long envied Wudang having the protection of immortals, and admired Wudang's five bodies.

They all wanted to attach the Taoist Hall to the Wudang Sect, and even did not hesitate to worship Wudang for this purpose.

Of course, Qin Ji would not agree, so Wudang would be equivalent to offending the Taoists of the world again, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

All the disciples sat down, and Zhang Sanfeng sat under him, also looking like he was listening to the lecture.

At this time, the morning sun was born, and the heaven and earth were steaming with purple light.

"When Jingo preaches the Dharma and reads Wudang, all disciples should remember it carefully."

"No."

While......

"Observe this body coming from nothingness, the karmic luck, the accumulation of essence, the descent of the gods, the harmony and the birth, the heavens and the earth, the yin and the yang, the division of the five elements, so that the heart to the body should be above the four hours, and the body from the body to the head below. The eyes are the sun and the moon, the hair is the stars, the eyebrows are the canopy, the head is the kunlun, the Bre palace is broken, and the spirit is placed..."

The sound of bells and drums, the Tao Te Ching, and Qin Ji's voice flowed throughout the Wudang Mountain like spring breeze and rain.

Whether it is a Wudang disciple, a mountain spirit, or a stubborn stone in the mountain, this experience will surely increase wisdom and enlighten divine awareness.

The three thousand disciples listened intently, only to feel that their spirits were swaying, like drinking nectar, and the things that they had puzzled in the past suddenly opened.

Of course, not every disciple can feel this way.

Some disciples had a deep understanding and entered the path of enlightenment on the spot, while some disciples scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, understanding every word, but they didn't know what it meant.

Some of the disciples were drowsy and only felt bored.

This sermon also pays attention to the law of fate, but also pays attention to the will of God, some disciples he just can't understand, just don't want to listen, this is also a matter of no way, three thousand Wudang disciples, not everyone is Zhao Yuzhen, always qualified and stupid, born stupid.

Wudang has also adopted abandoned babies over the years, and many of them are mentally handicapped.

Don't expect any miracle from these little Daoist children who can only do sprinkling, if you can sit here and listen to the lecture, it is already a steward disciple's heart.

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, more Wudang disciples can still listen carefully, but this sermon always makes people feel bored, and it is fun without practicing martial arts.

Some lively and active people only feel that they are crawling with insects at this time, twisting their bodies from time to time, completely forgetting that they should listen carefully.

This is Wudang Taishang's sermon, immortal magic, how can you hear about it on weekdays, but recognize that nature is active, and there are still a few disciples who can really calm down.

Qin Ji also saw the half-heartedness of those disciples, knowing that these were all children, some of them were only seven or eight years old, hoping that they could hear their own Dao in their ears, that was fresh.

It is natural for children to be lively and active, and when they think about this, Qin Ji's heart moves slightly, and the whole person rises from the futon.

A cloud of light rain and mist gathered under itself, and actually flew directly into the air to preach.

The immortals of the Kyushu world are generally true immortals who soar through the clouds and ride the fog, and Qin Ji doesn't know if the real immortals are all sitting on top of the clouds and mist.

The unit can attract all the disciples to listen to the lecture, he can only get a cloud futon for himself, not to mention that this move really has a few immortal atmospheres, and with his white hair, white beard, white clothes, who says that he is not an immortal, then he must be blind.

The reason why such a high-profile form was so high-profile was to attract the attention of all the disciples, so that everyone could really hear a few words of their Dao scriptures.

The Taoist scripture he preached today was evolved from the Yellow Court Inner Jing Sutra, and it was most suitable for Wudang disciples to enter the Dao from shallow to deep.

As long as you can listen to a few words, it is a huge receipt, even if you can't comprehend it for a while, you can always comprehend it in your life, it will be the biggest receipt in your life.

This scene is indeed eye-catching, and the disciples who scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks before fidgeted one after another looked at Shi Bozu with wide eyes, watching Shi Bozu fluttering and levitating in midair.

Although there was some ostentatious element, it really made these young disciples listen to it, and Qin Ji was very happy in his heart.

Among the many Wudang disciples, not all of them are young, most of the three generations of disciples are twenty or thirty years old, they are the main force of Wudang now, and they are also the group of people who are most serious about Qin Ji's preaching.

These people already have a mature outlook on life and values, and they all know that this opportunity is not easy to hear Shi Bozu preach.

Although I still can't understand what is being said, no one is distracted, so I always have to write it down and go back to understand it slowly.

Shi Bozu is a person among the immortals, and what he talks about is similar, if not an immortal law.

If you can comprehend one or two things from this, wouldn't it be much better than practicing your own sword skills.

For Wudang Qizi and Zhang Sanfeng, they could hear Shi Bo preach every day, and what he said today made them feel even more.

From shallow to deep, peeling away the cocoon, combining the words I heard in the past, I also have a new understanding. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Zhang Sanfeng sat next to Qin Ji, and when Qin Ji slowly floated, he knew that Senior Brother was serious.

For Wudang Senior Brother, he has rarely participated in management education over the years, but it does not mean that Senior Brother has given up Wudang disciples.

Now that the senior brother has comprehended the immortal path, he has really preached his experience with Wudang, and Zhang Sanfeng is very gratified.

Listening to the senior brother explaining the scriptures, his own family also began to cultivate.

His realm allowed him to comprehend more, but he was with Qin Ji every day, and he didn't have to take it too seriously.

Among the disciples below, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Yuzhen were sitting among the three generations of disciples, and they were also the only children among the three generations of disciples.

Zhang Wuji held his head, this child had been tortured before, and he grew up overseas, some malnutrition, big head, thin neck, thin body, if he sat there without dragging his head, he always felt that he would fall.

At this time, Zhang Wuji only felt that Shi Bozu was telling hypnotic stories.

What karmic luck, accumulation of essence, riding the gods, what do these things mean?

Since childhood, under the teaching of his father, Zhang Wuji's understanding of martial arts is extraordinary, but his understanding of the Taoist scriptures is much worse, and even some fourth-generation disciples are inferior, which is caused by his educational environment since childhood.

At this time, Zhang Wuji saw that the senior brothers around him realized one by one, and only said that his qualifications were not good, and he was a pang of regret when he held it.

And Zhao Yuzhen, who was about the same age as Zhang Wuji, was closing his eyes at this time.

He spent his time beside Shi Bozu, and he could often hear Shi Bozu's teachings, and he naturally understood much more things about the Taoist scripture lecture that Qin Ji specially summarized today.

At this time, Zhao Yuzhen held the peach blossom sword in both hands, closed his eyes and felt, the qi machine around his body and the peach blossom sword sympathized, the rich vitality flowed into his body in the peach blossom sword, and in the process of returning to the peach blossom sword, Zhao Yuzhen only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and his mind was getting clearer.

At the same time, among the three thousand Wudang disciples, at least more than a thousand people entered the state of enlightenment, some of them had some understanding of the past martial arts, and some of them had comprehended the new martial arts principles.

And when Qin Ji explained the Yellow Court Dao Sutra he summarized, he also felt more and more profoundly, for this sermon, he talked about the power of the Heavenly Dao that he had recently comprehended, summarized it into a scripture, and now he told it to the disciples in simple terms, which was another kind of combing of this Dao Sutra.

Warming up to the past and learning the new, Qin Ji gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

His voice gradually became louder, at first like the sound of gold and stone, and the disciples listened to it in their ears as crisp and abnormal, even a little harsh.

Then the voice began to gradually increase, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocking.

At this time, Qin Ji did not know that his Dao scriptures had made it impossible for many disciples to listen to them anymore, and even some of the four generations of disciples needed to cover their ears so as not to be shocked and injured their souls.

The vast voice was like thunder in the sky, and it was like an ancient giant god roaring at Wudang.

Some of the small beasts in Wudang Mountain were already overwhelmed and burrowed into the cave.

Those ferocious beasts also scurried one by one, shaking uneasily.

Even Zhang Sanfeng began to frown, not knowing what realm Senior Brother was falling into again.

This situation deepened until Qin Ji's perception, the understanding of the Dao Scripture did not need to be proclaimed, the shocking sound was gone, and the disciples only saw Shi Bozu's mouth opening and closing, but they couldn't hear a sound, but Dao ripples rose in their hearts.

That ripple spread and finally formed a sound, which was the Dao Sutra of Shi Bozu.

Youdao is an elephant invisible, loud voice, at this time, the Qin Ji Dao Sutra has transcended the realm of worldly sound transmission.

As the Dao in his body remains, one by one, the Dao is reasonable, and the Dao is directly in the hearts of the recipients.

This way of preaching is tantamount to dictating it more profoundly, and even for people with dull qualifications, the scripture can be directly engraved in their minds, and they can't forget it in this life.

With Qin Ji's sermon, Wudang Mountain was silent, but the creatures on Wudang Mountain, but all the hearts of the Dao, could listen to the Dao.

The turtle snake poked its head out in the cold pool, not knowing what his good friend was doing, why he wanted to tell such a simple truth.

Under Wudang Mountain, the shepherdess looked at the sky strangely, obviously she didn't hear anything, but she could always feel an inexplicable understanding flooding in her heart.

The bamboo that drove the sheep in his hand flicked gently, unconsciously unaware that he was casting a set of exquisite sword techniques to beg.