From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 162 Dugu Nine Swords (Seven Thousand Chapters)
After walking around the wooden house, Yang Ming guessed that the people who lived in seclusion had finally left.

Because even the place of residence seems to be idle for a year or two, it is naturally impossible to have anyone.

Because the two wooden houses have beds, and the beds are large enough to sleep two people, Yang Ming estimated that there should be at least two people living in this valley before, and four people if there are more.

There are also pill recipes in the elixir room, and there are bodhi snakes in the valley. Yang Ming thinks that those who live here must be Taoist masters who are proficient in medicine, Taoism and martial arts, and their skills are unfathomable.

After wandering around for a while, Yang Ming remembered that the battle between Master Liang and the Tsing Yi people in the Heartless Valley was not known.

Turning around in the bushes, but finally turned back to the valley, Yang Ming was at a loss, wondering if he had encountered a ghost, or perhaps this valley was a secret realm where the gods were located?

Knowing that he was tired, Yang Ming gave up. Knowing that he couldn't get out for a while, he went back to the hillside where the log house was located to rest.

For several days in a row, I was constantly wandering in the valley, trying to find a way out of the valley.

In the past few days, Yang Ming ate all the chickens, ducks, geese and sheep in the valley. He even ate the meat by killing a Bodhisattva snake. He also took the snake gallbladder. Sure enough, he felt that the snake gallbladder enhanced his strength and strengthened his internal breath. effect.

On this day, Yang Ming took a snake gall to practice the "puppet magic" for two hours, and then he continued to search and explore in the valley with his long sword.

Unknowingly, Yang Ming walked to a cave, and saw from a distance that the weeds at the entrance of the cave were knee-high. Obviously, there were no creatures inside.

Yang Ming carefully cleaned the weeds with his sword, lest a Bodhisattva snake would emerge from the grass to give him a bite, and it took him half an hour to reach the entrance of the stone cave.

After walking in, I blinked my eyes before I became familiar with the dim light in the cave. After walking a few steps, I saw that it was more than ten feet away and the end was over.

In this cave, there is nothing but a stone table and a stone chair. There is only a stone mound made of rubble, and the stone walls are also covered with moss.

Yang Ming thought to himself: This secret realm is where the seniors of the Quanzhen Sect lived in seclusion and practiced. This stone mound looks like a man-made pile. Could it be that there are treasures of divine weapons stored by the seniors?
Yang Ming didn't know what it was about Shiqiu, but he thought that since this is where the seniors lived, there were [-]% treasures buried in the Shiqiu, and he couldn't get out by himself, so he had nothing to do but look around.

So after making up his mind, Yang Ming ran over to carry the stones.

After an hour, Yang Ming lifted a large rock, turned around, and saw a skeleton exposed in the rubble, with skeletons faintly visible under the head.

Yang Ming screamed in fright, took a step back, and thought: Could it be that this is the tomb of the dead?This white bone is the senior living here?But it takes more than ten years to turn into such a white bone?It shouldn't be the person in the wooden house...

Confused in his heart, Yang Ming squatted down and wanted to take a closer look. Sure enough, he saw that the bones were dry, obviously it was not known how many years had passed.

Yang Ming saw that there was a stone slab under this white bone, and the stones that buried the white bone were actually stacked on top of the stone slab.

On the exposed bluestone slab next to the skull, you can vaguely see the words carved by touching a sharp weapon with your hand.

"Zi Chou's friend Chen Si..."

These words were revealed on the exposed slate, and Yang Ming was very curious because he couldn't understand it at all.

But the more he didn't understand, Yang Ming became curious, so he knelt down and kowtowed: "Junior just didn't know the truth, but he actually destroyed the tomb of the senior, offended the body of the senior, and I hope the senior will forgive me, but the senior is buried in the valley, it must be the same. Senior master, I will take out your body, find another treasured place for you in the valley, and add a coffin to bury you in a good life."

After saying that, Yang Ming cleaned up all the stones, and saw a white bone lying on a nine-foot-square stone slab. Small words were densely engraved on the stone slab. Yang Ming saw that the white bone was also in the way, so he took off his coat and The bones were wrapped and put aside, and then he kowtowed before looking at the slate again, only to see the four characters "Dugu Nine Swords" written at the beginning of the right one.

"Is this a sword art?"

When Yang Ming saw the name, he felt an air of arrogance about the secrets of magic, and said: "In this world, martial arts are more and more powerful, why is there only nine sword moves? Dugu is clearly a surname, is it founded? The swordsman's surname is Dugu?"

Thinking of this, Yang Ming looked at the white bones on the side, shook his head, and then focused on the follow-up mental formula on the slate:

"Guimei tends to be Wuwang, Wuwang is similar to people, and people are becoming more and more powerful. Jia turns to C, C to G, and G to Gui. Zi Chou's turn, Chen Si's turn, Wu Wei's turn. Wind and thunder are a change, Shan Ze It is a change, and water and fire are a change. The heaven and the earth are inexcited, the shock and the exchange are intensified, and the sun and the sun are inexcited. Three additions make five, five additions become nine..."

After reading the whole article, Yang Ming realized that this is the supreme purpose of kendo and the classic of martial arts, but his cultivation base is superficial. arrive.

The more he couldn't understand it, the happier Yang Ming felt. He hurriedly watched and recited it, and he memorized the first part of the most difficult 3000-word general formula in more than an hour.

After reading the general formula, the following nine sword moves are divided into "general decision", "breaking sword", "breaking knife", "breaking gun", "breaking whip", "breaking rope", " Breaking Palm", "Breaking Arrow", "Breaking Qi".

Although it seems to be easier to understand than the general formula, Yang Ming thought for a while after reading it and was still confused. Only then did he realize that the Nine Swords of Dugu was unfathomable, and he had to have great perseverance in order to learn this way of doing things.

Yang Ming didn't dare to be greedy, he used a few days of hard work to make the nine swords of Dugu into ten thousand words, and then learned this martial arts by memorization, and then dug a pit outside the cave to bury the bones of Dugu's defeat, and then returned to the wooden house to practice martial arts, while studying From the "Nine Swords of Dugu".

On this day, Yang Ming was worried that there were mistakes in the Dugu Nine Swords he recited. He went to the cave to look at the heart method on the slate. After the printing was correct, he walked out of the cave. At this time, the weather was clear and Yang Ming was in a good mood. Suddenly, he saw the trees behind the cave. It is green and the mountain air is clear, so you can walk over to enjoy the scenery.

After walking, we came to a cliff.

The cliff is like a huge screen, rising into the sky. The middle of the cliff is about [-] feet above the ground, and there is a big stone three to four feet square, which looks like a platform, and there are words faintly carved on the stone.

Yang Ming raised his feet and looked up, seeing clearly the two characters "Sword Tomb", and thought to himself: What can be called a Sword Tomb?

Yang Ming is very novel. Although there is no difficulty in eating and lodging in the valley, and the scenery is very beautiful, he is very lonely and boring. Yang Ming is also a teenager, and he has long been uncomfortable. I just wanted to explore the valley and find a way out of the valley.

At this time, Yang Ming saw the sword mound and climbed up with all his strength, and also saw the place where the sword was buried and the pen of Dugu Qiu's defeat.

Only at this time did Yang Ming know that this place was originally the place where Dugu Qiufeng, an old swordsman who dominated the world a hundred years ago, lived in seclusion. .

"Sword Demon Dugu Qiuqiu is invincible in the world, so he buried his sword in Si.

Woohoo! The heroes are tied, their swords are empty, and they are so sad for their husbands!"

Yang Ming kept repeating in a low voice the last words of Dugu's pursuit of defeat: "Invincible in the world... The heroes are tied, the sword is empty, and the husband is not sad..."

An image of a senior with superb martial arts instantly appeared in his mind, but he said, "I don't know how high the martial arts of this old Dugu Qiuwei senior is? How much worse can he be compared to Zhenjun Qingxuan?"

Yang Ming has only heard of the deeds of the Quanzhen Seven Sons and the Qingxuan Zhenjun beheading demons and exorcising demons and fighting for righteousness since he was a child.Although I have heard that Chongyang Zhenren used to be the number one master in the world, after all, the era of Chongyang Patriarch and Master is too far away from Yang Ming. In his mind, he is invincible in the world, and the person with the highest martial arts is the "living god" Qingxuan Zhenjun.

Even though Dugu Qiufei said that he was invincible in the world, the profound and incomprehensible "Dougu Nine Swords" was indeed the first-class magic in the world, but Yang Ming still felt that the most powerful one had to be the uncle Lin Qingxuan.

Yang Ming thought about it for a moment, and only felt that the invincible state of this senior was really fascinating. Then he thought about entering this valley by mistake. In the future, he could take the Bodhisattva snake to enhance his internal strength, and then practice the Nine Swords of Dugu, and in the future, he could become a leader in the world. I'm a master, so I'm a little eager in my heart.

Yang Ming lowered his head and saw that in addition to the last wooden sword in the sword tomb, there was only the first "Qingfeng Sword", which was extremely sharp. "Follow me, baby, and in my hands, let's revive the reputation of Dugu Nine Swords."

After speaking, Yang Ming picked up the Qingfeng sword and jumped off the stone platform. Since then, he has lived in the valley with peace of mind. Apart from taking snake gall to cultivate his inner strength, he spends the rest of his time studying and practicing Dugu Jiu. The general formula of the sword and the "general formula" of the first style of swordsmanship.

Since Yang Ming's swordsmanship only has one set of true swordsmanship, his understanding of both martial arts and swordsmanship is very shallow, so many of the principles and nine moves in this Dugu Nine Swords have no moves but contain countless moves. Both swordsmanship and martial arts have to be studied on their own.

Although Yang Ming is incomparably intelligent, he suffers from the guidance of an unknown teacher, and it is very difficult for him to practice and understand at first.

When Yang Ming was trapped in the Longevity Valley practising magic, there was a battle going on outside Xiangyang City.

After the year of Kublai Khan, the fourth prince of Great Mongolia, he personally led a hundred thousand troops to attack the city of Xiangyang.

The defender of Xiangyang city is Guo Jing, the envoy of the Jingxiang system. He has been stationed in Xiangyang for several years, and he has a good command of the army. He has made Xiangyang's fortifications impregnable, causing the Mongolian army to return many times, and this time is no exception.

After repelling the Mongolian siege that lasted more than two months, Guo Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief while standing on the top of the city watching the Mongolian army slowly retreat.

Huang Rong, who had already pulled her hair into a bun by his side, but still had a pretty face, smiled and said, "Brother Jing, when we retreat from Mongolia this time, we won't go south again in three or five months."

Guo Jing stroked his beard and said, "I hope so. Rong'er, I've been busy with military affairs these few days, but I forgot to ask, how is Brother Yin's injury recovery?
Huang Rong glanced at Lu Youzuo who was standing beside him. Lu Youzui hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Master Qi, Daochang Yin's injury is much better. That old man Liang passed away half a month ago."

Guo Jing said in a deep voice, "That's good, I don't know where the Disciple of the Heartless Valley who hurt them came from. Brother Lu, have you found out where the Heartless Valley is?"

Lu Youjia frowned and pondered: "The Valley of Heartfelt... The name has not been circulated in the Jianghu in recent years. However, my beggar gang disciples are spread all over the world, and there are no rumors in the Jianghu that can't be concealed from us. More than 20 years ago, I heard that The owner of the Iron Palm Gang, Qiu, once married the Heartless Valley Master and married his sister to the Heartless Valley Master.

However, the Iron Palm Gang has now disappeared, and it is not easy to find all this information. We have checked many ways and only know that the Valley of Heartfelt seems to be in the deep mountains near Xiangyang and Nanyang. It will take some time to find it. "

Guo Jing frowned and said, "This Heartless Valley behaves strangely and doesn't know if it's a friend or an enemy. If the evil sect's lair is in the place where the two armies are fighting, it's probably not good for us in the Song Dynasty...

According to Senior Brother Yin, if he disappears tomorrow, he will probably be kidnapped by the people of the Heartless Valley.

My father and I are friends, and now Kangdi and Nianci, after his martial arts are exhausted, honor Uncle Yang and Auntie together.This child... I have to protect this child no matter what, otherwise how can I be worthy of Uncle Yang and Brother Kang?
When I rescue him, I will recruit him as my son-in-law, and marry us Fur to him, Rong Er, we need to find the place of the Heartless Valley as soon as possible, so as not to be killed by them tomorrow.Otherwise, the good nephew of the Yang family was kidnapped by the thieves near Xiangyang, but my uncle would not be able to help, how could I still have the face to see Brother Kang and Uncle Yang?
Huang Rong wanted to say why my Fu'er married Yang Kang's son, but seeing Guo Jing's serious face was not easy to argue, so she snorted coldly, "What's so difficult about this, Elder Lu, you should send more disciples to look around here, what is it? When we find it and report back to us, we can do what we do after we find the location of the Valley of Pity.

The left and right valleys can't run. With Brother Jing and me, and the four elders of our beggar gang, how difficult is it to explore the valley of their heartless feelings?I'm afraid the Dragon Pool and Tiger's Den will not be able to beat Brother Jing with your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and my Dog Fighting Stick. "

Huang Rong's words were loud, and Guo Jing nodded after listening to the anxiety in his heart.

Lu You, the head of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, bowed and promised.

The incense in the Zixiao Palace of Wudang Mountain is strong, and the more wars there are, the more believers in this palace.

Guo Zhirui, who was in charge of the Chongyang Palace’s room, followed the Qingxuan Zhenjun to the Zixiao Palace and still took charge of the room. Guo Daochang learned that the Zhangyin Senior Brother Yin Zhiping was recovering in Xiangyang. At home, now the Zixiao Palace can't be messed up and can't tolerate mistakes.

Therefore, the daily supervision of the disciples and the fire workers became more and more strict, especially the three traitors who worked hard, and set them twice as much wood as they used to, which only made the three of them exhausted. This is the satisfaction.

This day is the birthday of Xuantian God on the third day of March. As the place of worship for Xuantian God, Zixiao Palace is naturally offering sacrifices, so there are more meals and more firewood than usual.

Guo Zhirui severely reprimanded the three odd-shaped people in front of the firewood house who had iron shackles on their hands and feet and iron chains on their shoulders. go.

After a long time of hard work, the barefoot black dwarf groaned, glared at the white-faced man and the bald-headed monk beside him, and scolded: "You guys are not brave, the Taoist priests have already gone to the front hall to do things, and still don't run away, What kind of wood are you chopping!"

These three people are the Tantric Golden Wheel Dharma King and the Tianzhu master Nimo Xing, the famous Xiangxi scholar Xiao Xiangzi, and the black dwarf who speaks is Nemo Xing.

Since they were put on pipa bones before the Double Ninth Festival a year ago, they went to Zixiao Palace after their hands and feet were shackled. Lin Qingxuan never cared about them, and Yin Zhiping was also busy with academic affairs, so Guo Zhirui was asked to manage the three of them. Not wanting them to eat rice for nothing, they ordered the three of them to chop firewood in the firewood courtyard every day, which could not only consume the three's physical strength, but also save some manpower for Zixiao Palace.

After listening to Nemo Xing's words, Xiao Xiangzi looked at the courtyard door and said in a low voice, "Monk Jinlun, Brother Mo Xing, Zhenjun Qingxuan and Sanren Chilian have all left the palace for more than half a year and have not returned, and there are still others. The real seven sons are gone.

Yesterday morning, I heard those Taoists say that it seems that Yin Zhiping encountered some strong man outside Xiangyang City.Two brothers, if we want to escape from the Zixiao Palace and escape from the claws of the Quanzhen Thief Dao, we must seize this good opportunity. "

"At this time, there are not many masters in Zixiao Palace, and they are also neglectful of guarding us. If you don't grasp the opportunity at this time, you really have to hold grudges for life."

King Jinlun nodded as he spoke.

Nemo Xing has a turbulent temperament, and Sulai has no wisdom, so he can only look at the two of them. He is most convinced of the martial arts of the great monk Jinlun, so he asks: "Master monk, what do we do?"

King Jinlun split the wood with an axe and frowned: "The nine Quanzhen sons of the Quanzhen sect are still alive, even if we want to escape, we must not hurt the lives of the Quanzhen Taoists, lest the old Taoists be eager to seek revenge. , when the time comes, let's not talk about True Monarch Qingxuan, even if Quanzhen Seven and Chilian Sanren come to our door, we won't be able to beat..."

King Jinlun took a deep breath and sighed: "Also, we are now wearing pipa bones and iron shackles on our hands and feet. Ten percent of our martial arts are not half-perfect. True disciple, otherwise hundreds of disciples will catch up, and the three of us can only be captured."

Xiao Xiangzi remained still, and asked sharply, "I can't stay there all day and night. In the daytime, the mountain is full of pilgrims, and hundreds of Taoists all over the mountain can chase after any trouble, otherwise we'll stay until the night. , let's try to escape at night."

Nemo Xing asked: "I'm leaving too, the big deal is death, can you leave, monk?"

Falun Dafa King Jinlun raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "Well, let's go tonight. After the great defeat, the arrogance of the old man disappeared. In the past few months, the daily tantric practice of the supreme yoga tantra has entered the country quite quickly. Now I'm just getting started, but with the foundation of "Incomparable Yoga Tantra", the body can already make incredible movements.

Tonight, I will try my best to break free from the chains, then let's click on the acupoints of the guards and escape down the mountain.

However, we have to concentrate on hiding in this escape, and we must not leak the rumors and let the Quanzhen Jiuzi find out, otherwise, our lives will not be guaranteed. "

Nimoxing and Xiaoxiangzi looked at each other, and they admired the great monk Jinlun's magic. He was put through the pipa bone by the iron chain, and his hands and feet were bound by iron shackles, but he could still practice magic, and even break free from the iron chain. confidence.

Both of them nodded and agreed, and then the three of them worked hard to chop wood, and stayed up until night before returning to the demolition to rest.

After the third watch, Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing listened to the movement near the firewood house. At this time, the door was locked by Guo Zhirui with iron chains, and there were two third-generation disciples with good martial arts guarding the gatehouse outside.

In the second half of the night, the two Taoist priests also fell asleep, and there was only silence outside the house, and there was no more noise.

On the meadow, Dharma King Jinlun took a very strange posture, and his sallow face turned red, purple and white. Xiaoxiangzi knew that the great monk was practicing yoga in silence, so he didn't even dare to breathe. for fear of disturbing him.

After another hour or so, Falun Gong Jinlun's body suddenly shrunk into a ball, and then his shoulders twisted three times and two times, and the iron chain that passed through the shoulder blades came out little by little.

After Falun Dafa King Jinlun broke free from the chain on his shoulders, he reached out his hand to gently catch the chain, and then wiped his sweat.

Walking in front of Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi, Yun Gong gently tugged on the two of them, and their chains also snapped and fell off.

Falun Dafa King Jinlun broke his hand and foot shackles again, and tried his best to break the iron shackles of Nemo Xing and Xiaoxiangzi. He felt that his hands were numb and numb. It was obvious that he had not regained his strength, but he had used too much force.

In the past six months, Dharma King Jinlun has been practicing the supreme yoga tantra, just to break free from the chains and escape from the Zixiao Palace. At this time, he has achieved something. Once the experiment is successful, his heart is very happy.

Nimo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi were also overjoyed. At this time, the three of them had not much power left in their bodies, but they did not dare to meditate and exercise. Knowing that the opportunity was rare, the three of them worked together to stick to the door, groaned, and locked the door. The iron chain was snapped by a huge force, but unfortunately the three people's skills were not pure enough, and the sound of clack woke the two Taoists in the doorman.

However, the two Taoists just pushed the door and went out before they could see clearly that they were awake before they fell to the ground.

King Jinlun saw that Xiao Xiangzi had knocked down two Daoists, and said in a low voice, "Don't make a heavy hand."

Xiao Xiangzi snorted coldly, "I ordered their sleeping point."

Falun Gong Jinlun looked down and saw that the two Taoists were breathing evenly, and they had passed out.

Nemo was the last to come out of the room. He looked at the two Taoists on the ground, remembering that they had been yelling at him and others for half a year, humiliating them casually.

However, when he remembered the immortal-like posture of Zhenxuan Qingxuan and his unfathomable magic, Nimo Xing was frightened, his calf trembled, and he had to bow his head and say in dejection: "Let's go, let's go."

The three jumped over the wall and jumped into the courtyard, and slowly escaped from the Zixiao Palace. Except for the palace, they did not dare to rest. Absconded north.

Although the three were hungry, thirsty and exhausted, they did not dare to rest, let alone go to villages and towns, for fear of revealing their whereabouts.

When it was nighttime, seeing the mountains all around, the three people slowed down.

Xiaoxiangzi was the most familiar with the situation in the Central Plains among the three. He looked around, estimated his distance, and said, "We have arrived at Funiu Mountain. I heard that there was a Funiu sect that was very powerful in the past, but then it gradually disappeared for no apparent reason. .

Twenty or thirty years ago, there was a master who was good at martial arts, I heard that he joined a sect from the Western Regions, and he has never walked on the rivers and lakes in recent years..."

Falun Dafa King Jinlun said solemnly, "That means there is no owner here? Let's rest for a few hours."

The three of them found a place in front of the creek. They didn't start a fire, they just drank some water. They caught two rabbits and ate some raw meat.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was dawning, and after practicing all night, the three of them got up in good spirits, and gradually regained the demeanor of a grand master.

King Jinlun folded his hands together and said, "This place is already the border of Mongolia, we can rest assured if we go further, Lao Na has no intention of becoming the first national teacher of Mongolia, and is going to return to Tubo in the Western Regions to practice magic. I will never walk in Middle-earth again, you two, let's leave it now."

After speaking, Falun Dafa King turned around and walked away, and in a moment he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Xiao Xiangzi looked at Nemo Xing with a sad face. He knew that he was short-tempered and had no brains. He hated Quanzhen's teaching to the core, but he was afraid of Qingxuan Zhenjun and did not dare to take revenge. If I lose, I am afraid that I will not have the face to return to Tianzhu, and I am not willing to return to Tianzhu.

Xiaoxiangzi suddenly remembered a secret. He knew that Nimoxing was simple-minded and could listen to his own words with a little use, so he whispered, "Brother Moxing. Do you want revenge?"

Nemo Xing was taken aback for a moment, and asked: "The two of us plus the big monk are not enough to beat the Qingxuan Zhenjun, how can we take revenge?"

Xiaoxiangzi said, "Although Zhenjun Qingxuan's martial arts is powerful, it is only because he has practiced the innate skills of the four great masters of Chongyang Zhenren who coerced the East Evil, the West Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar. Stay with us, but if we can practice the world's first-class magic, wouldn't we be able to keep pace with him?"

Hearing this, Nemo was overjoyed, looked at Xiaoxiangzi with burning eyes, and asked, "Xiaoxiangzi, do you know where there is a magical power that is more powerful than innate power?"

Xiaoxiangzi squinted his eyes, looked north, and said, "I know that there is a place for Songshan Mountain. Shaolin Temple is said to be the source of the world's martial arts, and there are many magic secrets hidden in it, and the most powerful one is a general outline of the world's martial arts.

In recent decades, there are no decent people in the Shaolin Temple. The two of us have come up with a way to sneak into it and search for the magic. I am afraid that no one will find it, but it will be found. If you and I join forces, who can resist the Shaolin monks? "

Nemo Xing smiled and said: "Oh, Xiaoxiangzi, you are really good, you are a good friend."

Xiao Xiangzi raised the corners of his mouth without smiling, and said, "You are short-tempered and easy to make mistakes. If you really want to learn, you have to follow my instructions when you go there, don't play with sex, otherwise you will not only be unable to learn magic skills, but also make people misunderstood. Aware of our identities, Quanzhen Laodao, you and I are still worried about our lives."

Nimo Xing nodded, remembering that Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the world, and the leader of Taoism, then since Shaolin Temple is the leader of Buddhism in the world, and martial arts is known as the source of martial arts in the world, it naturally has its own uniqueness, so he lowered his eyebrows and said: " I know it's awesome, just listen to Xiao Xiangzi."

The two of them watched the sky brighten, and followed the northern mountain road to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan.

King Jinlun, Xiaoxiangzi, and Nimoxing escaped from the Quanzhen Sect Zixiao Palace. One went west to the Dalun Temple in the Tubo Daxue Mountain to practice the magic, and the other two went to the Shaolin Temple to seek the magic.

Guo Jing and the Beggar Gang went to the Valley of Heartless Love, but Yang Ming hid in the Valley of Longevity to practice magic.

So many entanglements of cause and effect can be described as: the river casts hooks and lines, and from then on, the right and wrong are caught.

(End of this chapter)