Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 257 [Riding a Crane to Beiliang]

The original novel and the TV series adapted from it, under normal circumstances, are mostly different from the original.

Snow is no exception.

Moreover, it is quite different from the original.

In the original work, many of the supporting roles that were portrayed vividly were deleted by the screenwriter and had no chance to appear on the stage.

Among them, Longhushan Qi Xianxia is one of them.

Qi Xianxia is a leader of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain, known as "Little Lu Zu".

Hong Xixiang has been studying for more than [-] years. Once he suddenly realized the celestial phenomena, Qi Xianxia wanted to compete with Wudang's head teacher Hong Xixiang.

Therefore, Wudang challenge alone.

Unexpectedly, Hong Xixiang snatched the floating dust from his hand with one move.

Since then, Qi Xianxia has been living in Wudang.

Qi Xianxia is such an unsmiling person, a Taoist of dragon and tiger. As a result, since he went to Wudang and stayed for a long time, he was also severely harmed by Hong Xixiang.

Either being pulled by a strong man, or repairing the Taoist temple, or chopping firewood to burn charcoal, and building a bamboo building.

During this period, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps with Wudang Taoists.

At the beginning, neither Qi Xianxia nor Dao Tong, who was a junior in Wudang, had a good face.

Later, I learned that he came from Longhu Mountain. When people from Wudang saw him, they always had a stern face, as if they owed tens of thousands of money.

Fortunately, both sides are good-hearted, and the young master uncle who is also the head teacher treats this person with courtesy, and moreover, the Taoist boys heard that this guy's swordsmanship is on par with the sixth master uncle Those who were more daring, summoned up their courage, came to ask him for advice, and asked him about the flying sword technique.

Qi Xianxia is also arrogant, he has no opinion of the sect, and he will answer every question he has.

Later, a group of Taoist boys who admired the demeanor of the sword fairy and the situation in the world, loved to follow behind, chirping and croaking non-stop.

The place where Qi Xianxia lives is a remote bamboo house, and it is also very lively invisibly.

There are countless golden rules and jade rules in Longhu Mountain. Wudang is different from it, and there is not much attention.

Before going up the mountain, Qi Xianxia thought that he would be very uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, those stubborn and simple Taoist boys, as well as the brothers who rode the bull, Chen Yao, Song Zhiming, Yu Xingrui and others, all had contacts with him.

Before he knew it, Qi Xianxia lost some of his original intention of competing with the bull rider.

Quiet your mind, practice swords and Taoism in Wudang Mountain.

During the interval, I occasionally go to the main peak, Taixu Palace, to enjoy the sunrise and sunset.

Looking at it, there are 72 peaks, like lotus petals, guarding the main peak, showing a gesture of bowing down and bowing down.

Every time after breathing out and looking away, Qi Xianxia couldn't help looking at the real fairy sword that was Lu Zu's relic.

(This sword scene has also appeared more than once in TV dramas.)
The fairy sword hangs under the eaves of Da Gengjiao.

For Lu Zu, who has not been born for 500 years, Qi Xianxia has been extremely respectful since he was a child.

He wholeheartedly practiced the way of swordsmanship, and what he pursued was the superior swordsmanship of flying swords thousands of miles away and taking people's heads.

In Daoism, swords are divided into Dao swords and magic swords.

Since ancient times, it has been the sword of respecting Tao and the sword of light law.

To put it simply, Dao Sword cuts off emotions and six desires, and Magic Sword cuts off demons and demons, and cuts down the injustices in the world.

The former, for cultivating and ascending, has no harm but benefits, while the latter is inevitably contaminated with some karma.

There used to be a celestial master in Longhushan, who suffered a rare catastrophe because of this, and was almost defeated on the spot.

If Longhushan hadn't made a decisive decision at the cost of damaging several Longchi Luck Lotuses, the consequences would have been disastrous.

What Xianxia Qi practiced was the way of the sword. In the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, there were quite a lot of dissents and regrets.

Today is the birthday of Emperor Zhenwu, the god of Yujing.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims going up the mountain to burn incense.

Strange to say, since the bull rider took over as the head teacher, although he didn't have the same deeds of Duan Jiang as the previous head teacher Wang Chonglou.

Moreover, this person surnamed Hong has never gone down the mountain once, but the incense in Wudang Mountain is getting more and more prosperous.

Qi Xianxia often listens to his colleague Bai Yu explaining luck, and he knows a little bit about it. He watched the clouds and rosy clouds from the main peak. You need to know that Wudang stands in the northwest of the mainland, and the luck of the world has always flowed from west to east, just like a rolling river. , rushing to the sea.

But during this period of time, even Qi Xianxia, ​​a hopeless layman, was still vaguely visible, and the sea of ​​clouds was surging, layer upon layer, converging outside the 72nd peak.

It's just that I don't know when and what day it will be accumulated.

Fortunately, Qi Xianxia has always been unwilling to worry about others.

Whether Xuanwu is prosperous, whether dragons and tigers can prosper, who is the real Taoist ancestral court, and who is rewarded by the imperial court, is not important to him.

Qi Xianxia's heart jumped suddenly, his eyes widened, he raised his head, and looked at the fairy sword that hadn't been unsheathed for 500 years.

This ancient sword has been silent for half a thousand years since Lu Zu became immortal.

Today, it trembled like a dragon!
On the 72nd peak, the sea of ​​clouds boiled, and finally, like 72 white dragons, they swam to the main peak.

Hundreds of yellow cranes soar and circle.

The mighty pilgrims who flocked into the mountain because of Emperor Zhenwu's birthday raised their heads almost at the same time, looking at this vision.

I don't know who it was, and suddenly shouted, "Emperor Zhenwu has appeared!"!
Tens of thousands of people, the fearful pilgrims, all knelt down to the ground.

Ordinary people in the world, if you tell them the classics of sages, mysterious morality, and difficult Buddhism, it is often of little benefit and use.

Most of the time, these ordinary people are used to seeing simple and obvious things, so they like and fear them.

Just like ordinary people in Shengdou, when they see the knives, guns and sticks in the hands of those ruffians, or the splendid mending clothes of officials and lords, and eight large sedan chairs, they will be afraid.

Therefore, Buddhism has the theory of eighteen hells, which scares people and trembles.

In Taoism, there are all kinds of real people and immortals who save the world and help the people.

Scholars often disdain to talk about these things.

For ordinary people in the streets and alleys, it is the most shocking.

The master of the Big Dipper died, and Emperor Zhenwu sat in Wudang and ordered the north.

In its heyday, countless pilgrims would come to Wudang to burn incense and pray for blessings in the south.

Now Wudang's prestige has declined, but in the hearts of most people in the North, they are still quite devout and trustworthy.

Especially, today, the sea of ​​clouds above the sky is full of clouds, rolling non-stop, and the yellow cranes are singing together.

Let me ask, who doesn't respect God as obviously holy?
In a scripture building, Chen Yao, who was looking for a classic book, staggered to the window, trembling, pushed the window open, tearing up, and trembling lips said:

"Senior Brother Wang, Junior Brother is done!"

Song Zhiming, who practiced alchemy in the mountains, didn't care about scrapping a pot of pills, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed:

"Wudang's 36 disciples, Song Zhiming, welcome the patriarch!"

Searching in the East China Sea, Yu Xingrui found a closed-door disciple with clear and strange skeletons. Sitting on the podium, he was teaching that disciple the inner strength and mental methods. He suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, tears came out of his laughter. He was very excited and said:
"Li Yufu, your uncle in charge of the teacher is finally going down the mountain!"

(End of this chapter)