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

Chapter 180
Lin Qingxuan and Master Yideng chatted for a moment, and then he understood the reason for inviting him to the Zixiao Palace Council.

At this time, Master Yideng already knew that during the Xi'an War last year, Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty persuaded the two countries of Song and Mongolia to strike and repair with immortal methods, benefiting the common people.

I know more about the kind deeds that Emperor Qingxuan invited Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Guo Jing and others to preach in Huashan last year, and also know why Lin Qingxuan invited Zilai, so he praised Qingxuan Zhenjun for his profound cultivation without saying a word. , without distractions, with the world in mind, worthy of being a master of Taoism.

Lin Qingxuan's spiritual thoughts turned around, but he did not notice that he had any distracting thoughts such as jealousy, expectation, etc. in Yideng. What he says must be seen, as for his Buddhist practice, he is the abbot of Shaolin, the presiding officer of Tianlong Temple, etc.

"Master, don't praise it, the poor man just can't bear to see the two countries' fierce battles being ruined, and this is the only way to eliminate the disaster."

Lin Qingxuan smiled and said: "As for Huashan's teaching, it was just at the right time. At that time, the master was seriously injured and the poor Taoist did not force it, so don't blame it.

I adhered to the methods of my predecessors, and worked with Brother Zhou to research and create magic skills, and finally created the foundation-building immortal skills. After practicing, I will hopefully see the road to immortality and longevity. This is the secret method of cultivating the soul. It can be regarded as a new way for our martial arts lineage, and then chart the way forward.

The relationship between the master and my Quanzhen Sect is inseparable. Not only is he an old friend of the Chongyang Patriarch, but also with my Quanzhen disciples, they have the grace to pass on the practice. They are considered to be half teachers of my class. Not only can you build an immortal foundation, but you can also prolong your life for a period of time. If the master does not dislike it, the poor Taoist will teach you the magic of immortality. "

When Yideng came, he knew that Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty was going to teach himself another immortal art, got up and folded his body and said with emotion: "Thank you emperor, if Lao Na can get the emperor to teach immortal methods, you can also get a glimpse of the mystery of heaven and earth. It's a life in vain."

The four disciples of Yu Qiao Geng and Reading thought to themselves: How can I watch and eavesdrop on such magical and secret methods?
Just as he was about to retreat wisely, he saw Emperor Xuan of Qing smiled slightly and said, "There is no need to retreat, just listen to the lecture together, the law of immortality pays attention to immortal fate, those who are destined do not seek the law, the law will come naturally, and those who are unfamiliar, the law will come face to face. I don’t understand, how much you can remember depends on your own way.”

Everyone was very grateful when they heard the sound, and they stepped forward to give a deep salute and then cheered up.

Lin Qingxuan's eyes slowly looked at Master Yideng, the two smiled at each other and then slowly opened their mouths, teaching "Tai Su Huasheng Divine Art" to Master Yideng.

This time, Lin Qingxuan didn't use the method of sound transmission, but he also used spiritual sense to bless him. He could say it like he taught Zhao Yan, and it would be hard to forget how much he could remember after listening to it.

Although Lin Qingxuan used the immortal method to assist in teaching, the immortal skills were so profound that he could not finish the lecture until four hours later.

Master Yideng's skill is unfathomable, and he has the foundation of cultivating Jiuyin Shengong and innate skills, so after memorizing [-]% or [-]% of the time, he has a great realization.

Even Wu Santong and Zhu Ziliu, the highest martial arts practitioners, only knew a few words. They felt that if they were used to practice martial arts, they might be able to improve their skills. Far.

This time, Lin Qingxuan used the blessing of Divine Sense Immortal Method. The effect of teaching the method is not under Huashan's hundred-day teaching method. However, due to his qualifications and cultivation, only Master Yideng was able to learn it reluctantly.

Four hours later, it was nighttime, and it was snowing heavily outside. Although it was already the season of warm spring flowers, there were occasional snowfalls on the top of Wudang Mountain.

Master Yideng got up and put his palms together and said, "Thank you to Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty for giving me the teachings. Lao Na has already heard about the Dao. This time, Lao Na will go to the Western Regions to study Buddhism and practice in seclusion, and we will meet again."

After bowing deeply, he left with his disciples and grandchildren in a flash.

After Master Yideng left, Lin Qingxuan felt a little disappointed, because he had already seen Yideng's face full of death, and it seemed that he had been injured and injured his origin before, and his life was about to end.

Thinking about the death of Yideng, the great masters of Dongxie, Xidu, Beibei will also die in a few years, and Hao Shige, Qiu Shige, etc. will not survive for a long time. All the seniors will pass away.

"The most important thing is that I can't keep it in the world, Zhu Yan recites the mirror and flowers and recites the tree..."

With a sigh, Lin Qingxuan stood up and looked at the black footprints on the snow outside the hall that had just been guessed by Yideng and his group. Gradually, the black footprints were covered with white snow and faded, until they returned to the same whiteness, and the entire Zixiao Palace, Wudang Mountain, and heaven and earth were completely destroyed. turned into a generalization.

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Great Song Zhaoguang 24th August Festival

At the junction of the Western Xia region of the Great Song Dynasty and the Western Mongolian Regions is a newly built Yumen Pass. Although the two countries are intermarriage, they are two countries after all, and business exchanges are not very convenient. However, this Yumen Pass newly built in the Great Song Dynasty has Yuqing Palace and Zixiao. With the permission of the two Yin Zhenren in the palace, a Dongmiao Pavilion was built.

There are often Quanzhen disciples from the two palaces in Dongmiao Pavilion, preaching and edifying one side, and because of the Quanzhen High Way of subduing demons and eliminating demons, the security here is the best, and there is no exploitation by officials of the two countries. Yumen is closed in Quanzhen Cave. The protection of Miaoge became the first prosperous place for commerce and trade between the two countries.

Although it is already the early summer season in the pass, Yumen Pass will still snow from time to time at night.

At ten minutes of the evening, there was snow and ice coming with the north wind, and just when the city gate official was about to order the retreat, he heard a woman with a Central Plains accent shouting: "Sir, wait a minute, retreat for a moment, please allow me to retreat. Waiting for entry."

The gatekeeper and several soldiers frowned, and a young soldier with brown eyes snorted coldly: "Who is so loud? How can you make an exception for you, gentlemen?"

In normal seasons, there are many people who have to wait to come in during retreat, but these caravans are polite, and usually they will quietly put a silver dollar or a coin in the Western Regions. Benefits and convenience.

"Pony talk more politely."

"Yes, Song Tou."

The gatekeeper named Song Tou is a veteran soldier in his 40s. It is said that he followed Marshal Guo to fight the Chang'an War and made great contributions.

Although Song Tou has only been at Yumenguan for half a year, he already knows that the little gatekeeper has a lot of oil and water, and he can earn half a year's salary back when he encounters twenty caravans every month, so he firmly believes that harmony makes money .

After reprimanding the young soldier surnamed Ma, Song Tou took a few steps towards the door, and vaguely saw a snake-like camel caravan approaching slowly in the snow and wind hundreds of steps ahead. It was a fat sheep, so he shouted: "Who is it? Where did it come from? It's already three quarters later, and I'll be beaten for another minute."

I saw a few people led by the camel team say a few words, a tall gray figure ran quickly, walking around revealing a good skill of light exercise, Rao is the gatekeeper Song Tou and others are used to seeing Jianghu Gao. People couldn't help but cheer.

It was only after the gray figure approached that Song Tou realized that he was a man with a big nose and deep eye sockets.

Now the Quanzhen Sect has already developed and grown in the Western Regions. The Yuqing Palace and the palace owner Yin Kexi Yinzhen are well-known in the Western Regions and have a powerful presence. In recent years, the Quanzhen Sect Yuqing Palace has been in charge of the camel caravan transporting tea between the Eastern Region and the Western Regions. , silk, porcelain and other bulk business, no one dared to attack their ideas.

Although the Taoists in the Yuqing Palace had many Hu people, it was the first time they had seen Song Tou and the others who thought that they were from the Semu people of Europa.

I thought that with the prestige of Quanzhen Sect in the Western Regions, Semu Xiaoer would definitely not dare to pretend, so Song Tou politely greeted him.

"Where did the Taoist priest come from? Where are you going?"

The big-nosed and yellow-bearded Taoist with eyes and eyes raised his hand and said: "Pin Dao Qing Zongzi is a Taoist from the Lingguang Temple in Kyiv, the lower house of the Yuqing Palace of Quanzhen Sect. This time, I came back to the East with the master of my family's sanctuary, to bury my family's Laoguan. Lord, the old man is from the Central Plains, and his last wish is that the fallen leaves will return to their roots, and I would like to ask the adults to make it easier."

Song Tou frowned and looked at it, and asked, "Since he is Taoist Master Quanzhen, is there a customs clearance letter and a Taoist ultimatum?"

Qing Zongzi took out the seal from his arms and handed it to Song Tou. Song Tou looked at it and saw that it was indeed the seal of the Yuqing Palace and the signature of Yin Kexi, so he returned the Du Yi and other hands and bowed: "Since it is Master Quanzhen. , that disciple waited and recognized the punishment and opened the gate for another quarter of an hour."

Although Qing Zongzi looked like a Semu, he spoke and acted like a Han Chinese. He smiled and took out a gold coin and handed it to Song Tou. He smiled and said, "The weather is too cold, so my family watcher invites you to have a cup of hot tea."

"That's a good feeling, thank you Guanzhu."

Song Tou clenched the gold coin tightly and said with a smile.

After a while, the camel caravan approached with the sound of tinkling bells. Song Touwai saw more than 20 camels, with four Taoists leading and adjourning the camel caravan.

They were guarding a trolley carrying two coffins in the middle. The camels in front of and behind the coffins were laden with precious commodities such as blankets and ivory, and they were just casually wrapped in boxes and cloths.

Seeing the goods exposed like this, Song Tou's heart shuddered, knowing that this camel caravan had traveled thousands of miles to the east, but no one was injured. The valuable goods were still exposed, and he suddenly remembered that there are many strong martial arts and excellent pregnant women. Martial arts people deliberately reveal their wealth when they are on their way, attracting strongmen who cut the path to come and eat black.

Obviously, this group of Taoists who are looking at the dust and the dust are all Taoist priests with high martial arts skills of Quanzhen Sect.

Song Tou squeezed out a smile and bowed: "Thank you for watching, please enter the customs."

A teenage girl was sitting on the golden camel headed by her. Although she was also wearing a Taoist robe, her facial features were exquisite and handsome, and her body was small. She looked a little weak under the Taoist robe. Her nose was high, her skin was snow-white, and her eyes were deep. He was trapped, but his hair color and pupils were black. At first glance, he looked like a mixture of Semu people and people from the Central Plains.

The young Kun Dao swung the dust, raised his hand and said, "Thank you for this layman."

In the blink of an eye, the group of people and the camel team entered the Yumen Pass one after another. At this time, the sky was dark, but the restaurants, restaurants, tea houses, brothels and other places to eat, drink and play in the Yumen Pass had already been raised with lanterns, emitting a warm red light. .

Looking at the lights on the street, listening to the laughter and shouting, the orchestral strings and the babbling singing in the shops on both sides, everyone in the camel caravan was quite curious.

Although they all look different from the people in the Central Plains, after all, there are Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect escorting the caravan, and there are Hu people and Semu people coming and going at Yumen Pass every day, and even Kunlun slaves are not uncommon.

Therefore, this group of camel caravans composed of Taoists and Hu people did not arouse many people's surprise. On the contrary, there were many Han people and Hu people's servants who were standing at the door to solicit guests. They all walked to the camel team and bowed respectfully. .

Kun Dao, the girl who took the lead in the camel team, and the rest of the tall Semu Gan Dao, also respectfully returned their salutes.

Not far away, Mohammed, the Hu people guide in the camel caravan who is familiar with the situation of the East-West trade route, bowed and said, "Hou Guanzhu, the Herring Daoist, there is a clean and secluded inn not far ahead. Do you want to stay?"

A blond and blue-eyed sturdy Taoist priest walked up to the camel of the young Kun Dao and asked in a low voice, "Junior sister, find a shop to rest for a while."

The young girl surnamed Hou nodded and said, "Senior Brother Qingyu, you are responsible for all the things that you need to do on the way and stay in the shop. You don't need to ask me, you can arrange it yourself."

The Taoist named Qingyu agreed, looked at Qing Zongzi again, and said, "Master, brother, go take a look first, if there is no problem, you can enter."

Taoist Qing Zong nodded and said, "Go."

As he spoke, he looked at another Taoist man with gray hair and gray beard in his thirties, and said, "Third Junior Brother, you go with your Second Senior Brother, this Eastern Martial Arts is the most prosperous, no better than our Western Regions.

During his lifetime, Master said that in addition to our Quanzhen Sect, the Beggar Gang, Iron Palm Gang, Yellow River Gang, Shaolin Temple, Peach Blossom Island and other sects in the East are all masters. Be more cautious. "

The handsome young Taoist nun frowned when she heard the words, looked at the camel team behind her, both camels and people were tired, nodded and said, "Well, third senior brother, you can go too, let's find a hotel to stay and eat. Things, wait until tomorrow morning, and then hurry to Henan.

I have to rush over before the spring of next year, lest the weather will gradually heat up and damage the jade body of my teacher and my wife. Don't you know that those guys in Egypt have authentic craftsmanship? "

The third senior brother glared at each other, and said in a loud voice: "Don't worry, junior sister, let's rest for a while, and we will leave before dawn tomorrow. We must return the bodies of master and wife to the old man's hometown for burial as soon as possible. Master and the old man have this last wish. No matter what we have to do for him, my second brother and I will find a secluded hotel and inn."

Qing Zongzi smiled and nodded, and said, "Junior Brother Qingniao said yes. You can go."

The two High Daoists agreed and disappeared quickly. After a while, they saw Herring Roe and Blue Toriko flying back, their ragged clothes stained red with blood. It seemed that they had encountered some thief chasing them.

Herring Roe and Hou Guanzhu had the highest martial arts skills, and they stopped a foul-smelling old beggar who was chasing them in a flash.

"Snapped!"

The two stopped the old beggar with a palm each. The beggar paused, stood still and looked at Herring Roe and Hou Guanzhu. He grinned and said in a dry voice, "Hehe, two more fake Taoists!"

Qing Zongzi stopped the old beggar and knew that he had met a strong enemy. He pulled out a broad sword on his shoulders that was different from the East, and said solemnly: "Is the old senior a master of the beggar gang? Pindao Quanzhen teaches Yuqing Palace Lingguangguan. Disciple Herring Roe, haven't asked for advice yet?"

Hou Guanzhu cupped his hands and said: "The junior Quanzhen Sect Yuqing Palace Lingguang Guanguan Hou Qinghua, the senior is the elder of the eight bags of beggars."

The old beggar said coldly: "Old beggar Yu Zhaoxing, he has only been idle for decades, and he couldn't do martial arts in this gang, so he rose to eight sacks by desperately doing meritorious deeds.

However, although I am an inconspicuous little character in the arena, I also know that there has never been a female master under the Quanzhen sect, and I know the martial arts of the Quanzhen sect. The Taoist just now is not using the Quanzhen martial arts. I don't think you two are either. Will be full of true swordsmanship and boxing skills...

Hey, although your clothes are similar, but your martial arts are exposed, hehe, I know that Mingjiao is going to the Western Regions to ask for help, but I didn't expect you to come so fast and have the courage to pretend to be Quanzhen's sect. "

Hou Qinghua was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Senior misunderstood, I am only the lower house of Quanzhen Sect, all the martial arts I learn are from my father and mother, you are a senior of the big gang, how can you dismiss us without understanding the situation? Do you think you are a member of the Mingjiao?"

The old beggar snorted and said, "If those two Taoist priests injured my two nephews just now, I'd be afraid that my disciples of the beggar gang would have their lives taken away by you. The gang leader and the gang leader Huang Lao have great kindness, and the gang leader of my family Lu also admires Emperor Xuan of Qing Dynasty, how can he teach disciples like you under his seat?"

Hou Qinghua frowned when she heard the words and looked at Herring Roe and Blue Bird Son, and asked in a low voice, "You guys fought with the disciples of the Beggar Gang? What happened?"

Herring Roe and Blue Bird Son lightly coughed and said, "We saw a lot of beggars gathered in a temple on the way, and they followed us quietly when they saw us, and our martial arts were good. I was worried that the wicked would do it first. A beggar will besiege us..."

Hou Qinghua frowned and said, "Senior Yu, why are you following my two brothers?"

Yu Zhaoxing took off a broken sack from his waist, shook his head, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, since the Mingjiao has invited you to come to help fisting, you don't have to go to Lanzhou, let's compare it with the old beggar now!"

Yu Zhaoxing said, without waiting for the quibbled Taoist Semu, he threw the sack and hit Qing Zongzi in the face.

Qing Zongzi resisted with a horizontal sword, but noticed that the wind in his lower abdomen was coming, and hurriedly turned sideways and used his thighs to resist.

"Thorn..."

"boom!"

The sound of the sack being cut and the sound of Yu Zhaoxing kicking the green bug's thigh sounded almost at the same time.

Qing Zongzi took a step back and stood still, Yu Zhaoxing exclaimed: "Good thief, this evil sect's outer sect is not a Mingjiao helper!"

With a loud cry, Yu Zhaoxing clenched his fists and slammed it down.

Daoist Qing Zong was in a hurry after receiving two moves, and hurriedly gathered his energy to defend the enemy with the kingly swordsmanship passed down by his master.

Hou Qinghua was worried that the master was not an opponent, so he also took off the broad sword from the hunchback and crossed over to attack.

(End of this chapter)