Chapter 1

When Chen Jingyun opened his eyes again, it was already mid-moon. The sound of cicadas and frogs outside the window brought back his somewhat dazed consciousness. He stretched his waist, rubbed his dry face, and sighed secretly in his heart: "After all, I won't be here anymore." I can’t dream of that amazingly talented Taoist Jingyun.”

Standing up and walking in front of the mirror, looking at the slightly pale face in the bronze mirror by the moonlight, he suddenly resembled the old Taoist in his dream, and he was surprised and stunned:
"Vaguely remember the unknowable land in the dream, where the clouds are towering and the turbid air is all over the sky, where ordinary people can gallop on the ground with four-wheeled giant insects, and they can also ride iron birds for nine days. There is also the mechanism box that can transmit sound from thousands of miles away. Shadow
All kinds of mysteries made him fascinated even in his dreams.

The Taoist Jingyun I saw in the dream had created a huge family business in the year he was crowned, and he was always accompanied by red-sleeved and fragrant beauties. The mind is indestructible.

He was able to find another way, just relying on comprehension and practice of a book of "Huang Ting Jing", he could practice the unity of the inside and the outside, ascend to the realm of the supreme martial arts master, and after that, he would dominate the world for a lifetime, and no one in the world could hold his own. This shows his high aptitude.

It's a pity that after half a year of hard work, he couldn't make any progress in cultivation. In the end, the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, and a mouthful of old blood was sprayed on the "Huang Ting Jing" and died of hatred.

A generation of high-ranking people ended up in a barren mound with a pile of grass gone. "

Thinking of this, Chen Jingyun moved in front of the Songwen book table, picked up the oil lamp, and picked up a book on the book table. On the rough paper book, there were three big characters: "Huang Ting Jing".

Since Chen Jingyun started to have strange dreams more than three months ago, it has been uninterrupted for more than [-] days. Until three days ago, Taoist Jingyun pointed to the sky without saying a word, and finally spurted blood to death. The strange dream stopped.

Then for the next three days, Chen Jingyun went to bed early every night, hoping to enter that bizarre dream, but it was a pity that he couldn't get it.

In fact, he also faintly realized that he might never have that dream again.

Looking at the "Huang Ting Jing" recorded in the rough volume in his hand, Chen Jingyun tried to recall the scene in his dream again, but unfortunately, except for some fragments that surprised him and the general life of the old Taoist, only the volume in his hand that he wrote silently during the day The scriptures, it was as if they were engraved in their brains without forgetting every single word, but everything else was completely blurred.

"Maybe the Taoist obsesses too deeply with this scripture, or maybe it's because I have a predestined relationship with this scripture, so I remember it firmly.

I will also practice tomorrow. If it is really useful, I may be able to train a small martial arts master. By then, the master's revenge may not be unrepayable. "Chen Jingyun didn't know what to do, thinking wildly in his heart.

Although I don't understand the reason for my strange dream for more than a hundred days, I also understand that I have got a chance, but I don't know what kind of changes this chance will bring to me. Let's talk about it after I understand it in the future.

Putting down the scriptures, extinguishing the oil lamp, lying on the wooden bed but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, so he unconsciously recited the scriptures in his heart, half dreaming and half awake, until he fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know, as he silently recited the scriptures, with every breath and breath, a hair-thick aura entered his body from his nose, swam through his internal organs for several times, and finally returned to the sea of ​​qi.

If Taoist Jingyun could see this situation, he would probably vomit blood for three liters, probably because his spirit energy was exhausted when he was cultivating, and he had to suffer a lot in order to find a sense of energy, and this Chen Jingyun just silently recited the scriptures and fell asleep. As soon as you wake up, you have already led the spirit into your body!
It can only be said that even Taoist Jingyun's aura bred in the top-level cave was much poorer than the aura wandering in the remaining veins of Cangshan Mountain, which is no more than three hundred feet high in Funiu Mountain.

Time and life.

After waking up the next day, Chen Jingyun only felt refreshed, and the stagnation of tossing and turning that he had been wishing for for several days was swept away.

After washing, he first went to the front hall to burn incense on the portraits of Taoist ancestors and masters, and then went to the courtyard of the Taoist temple, stood still with uneven feet, then relaxed his back and put on a posture, exhaled and opened his voice, and practiced A Tongbei ape-shaped boxing that was forced to practice by the master since childhood.

But I saw the little Taoist priest in the field, punching and kicking, jumping and lying down, the joints of the moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water, when the muscles and bones are exerting force, there will be gusts of wind, and sometimes the strength of the fist will be swiftly withdrawn, like a monkey in the forest. Stretching out the long arms to tease the spirit snake and go away as soon as it touches it, sometimes sinking the waist immediately, and punching hard, it seems that the incarnation of a violent ape can forcibly beat tigers and wolves.

When practicing to the fullest, whistling again and again, like a spirit ape tossing and turning in the courtyard, so happy!
At this point in the practice, Chen Jingyun suddenly blesses his soul, his body pauses, his feet grab the ground, and then he bends his back and bends his back, his hands, eyes, body, and steps are all in one!Afterwards, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, like a beast whose tail had been chopped off, and jumped forward with a loud roar.

This jump is three feet away!Chen Jingyun took advantage of the momentum and punched like thunder. When the fist was exhausted, the blood all over his body rushed to his arms, and his originally white arms instantly turned black. The point of oneness!
But seeing the punching right arm suddenly swelled a circle, and then grew another inch!There was only a sound of "Boom!", and the punch that hit the empty space made a loud noise, causing the dust on the eaves to fall straight down.

After one punch, Chen Jingyun stood still and calmed down his qi and blood, and spit out a mouthful of turbid air for more than three feet. He actually practiced this monkey-shaped boxing with the back to the level of great achievement in the unity of spirit and form.

Surprised and delighted, Chen Jingyun forced himself to suppress the urge to look up to the sky and shout, and thought in his heart: "I haven't practiced this boxing technique for a long time, so it should be a bit rough, why did I suddenly feel like I've turned into an old man after practicing it?" Yuan Xiao is proud of the mountains and forests, he realizes that moving energy and blood in a short time will not be the same as before, and he has broken the bottleneck from training form to training spirit in one fell swoop?"

After thinking about it for a while, but without success, he smacked his lips and smiled: "Never mind it, the boxing skills are mastered, even when the master was at his peak, I'm afraid it's just like this. Xiaodao, I'm only [-] or [-] this year. If you really talk about aptitude, hehe , why do you have to dump Master and his old man for more than ten or twenty blocks?"

Thinking of the old Taoist who passed away, Chen Jingyun's jumping mood was like a basin of ice water poured into boiling water, and he calmed down instantly.

The old Taoist priest, that is, Chen Jingyun's master, has a Taoist name of Lingyuanzi, and his lay surname is Chen, but even his apprentices refused to tell him the exact name.

Chen Jingyun had slandered him many times for this, probably because of nicknames like "Chen Ergou" and "Chen Gangdan", so he refused to say it.

This spirit ape was born with a short stature, with sharp-nosed monkey cheeks shaped like a horse monkey.

However, although people are born ugly, they have the heart of Taoism. When they were young, they had an adventure, and occasionally got a fragment of a monkey-shaped boxing book in the remote mountains and wild views, so they lived in the wilderness and practiced hard. Clever, within ten years, he has achieved a little success in ape-shaped boxing.

And because he often wandered in the forest, he became friends with the monkey group. After watching and speculating day and night, he picked up the leftovers and filled in the gaps, and created the "Tongbei Ape-shaped Fist" that Chen Jingyun practiced later.

Afterwards, Yicheng came out of the mountain, walked the rivers and lakes, named Spirit Ape, and made a huge name.

However, Chen Jingyun was originally an abandoned baby. 16 years ago, Ling Yuanzi was seriously injured and escaped. He was in a coma in the Funiu Mountain. He was just rescued by the herb collectors from Niujia Village at the foot of the mountain. While taking care of his health, he also treated the villagers for a minor ailment of headache and brain fever, which was deeply loved by the villagers.

One day, Ling Apezi was very bored. When he was wandering outside the ancestral hall of Niujia Village, he suddenly heard the murmur of a baby. He followed the sound and found a baby under the old tree outside the hall. The baby was wrapped in a rough quilt with a small head. It was exposed outside, and the mouth was still making a sound of "babbling".

Ling Yuanzi picked up the baby with one arm and took a closer look. He saw that the baby's face was wrinkled. It seemed that he was born only a few days ago, and he didn't cry when he was picked up by Ling Yuanzi. Even "giggled" and laughed.

Ling Yuanzi searched all over the village with the baby in his arms, but no one lost the child, presumably it was abandoned by outsiders in the village.

I wanted to entrust the baby to a kind family in the village, but it was strange, the baby only recognized him like a little beast knowing its mother, no matter who was in the arms, it would keep crying.

Only in the arms of the spirit ape can we laugh through tears, and regardless of goat milk and milk or even a bowl of soup, as long as the spirit ape feeds it, he will be happy and willing to eat, and others will ignore it. People in the village All are amazed.

Ling Yuanzi couldn't think about it, so he could only take the child back to his guest's home to take care of him.

One day, the baby had just fallen asleep, and Ling Yuanzi had some free time, so he sat by the bed and looked at the baby's fair little face in a daze.

Considering that he was seriously injured and had only one arm left, it was a blessing to escape so far and not die, how could it not be fate to meet this child now?Thinking about the old friend from the past, he sighed secretly: "It's okay if I don't see you, so as not to add to the sadness."

So he came up with a plan to take this boy as his disciple so that he could pass on his skills, and it would be considered a good thing for himself when he died in retirement.

As for making his apprentice Yicheng avenge himself, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Ling Yuanzi made up his mind and did not delay, so he immediately found the people in the village, scattered all their gold and silver, and asked them to build a Taoist temple with two entrances on the Funiu Mountain behind the village, called Xianyun Temple.

He also rented [-] mu of private land from the township government to the villagers at a high price, which was regarded as the property of Guanzhong, and then he lived in Guanzhong with the baby in his arms.

And the child naturally took the surname of Chen from Lingyuanzi's secular family, because it was near dusk when the baby was picked up, the evening clouds were like fire, and the beautiful scenery was very beautiful, and thinking of the old saying "Dragon sings and Jingyun arrives", so he took " Jingyun" word.

In the days that followed, Lingyuan Laodao became both a father and a mother. When Chen Jingyun was six years old, he was assigned the status of master and apprentice, and began to pass on what he had learned.

It's just that Chen Jingyun was naughty when he was young, and he was so experienced and pampered that he couldn't be a strict teacher. He practiced kung fu to steal, rape and play tricks.

The old Taoist also enjoyed it while having a headache. Although he was helpless, he couldn't bear to persecute him after all.

It wasn't until Chen Jingyun was 12 years old that he realized that Lao Dao's body was becoming more and more unbearable, so he settled down and practiced hard.

In just two years, he has practiced everything that Ling Yuanzi has learned, and he has even practiced a set of Tongbeiquan to a small degree!Seeing this, the old Taoist priest was really astonished, and felt very relieved.

After another two years, when Chen Jingyun was 16 years old, Ling Yuanzi finally passed away due to serious injuries, so Chen Jingyun, the great master of the world, was alone again, and he naturally became the master of Xianyun Temple.

Ling Yuanzi didn't give Chen Jingyun a Dao name before he was alive, he seemed to have other ideas, and Chen Jingyun didn't bother to go into it. For the sake of convenience, he took the word "Xianyun" in the name of the temple as his Dao name. Became one of the idlers that no one cares about.

The so-called "Parents' hearts are the same in ancient and modern times", the old Taoist refused to say who the enemy was, for fear that Chen Jingyun would go out to seek revenge and lose his life in vain.

But he didn't know that as early as the night when Chen Jingyun achieved a small achievement in martial arts two years ago, the old Taoist priest who had drunk two jars of old wine had already been tricked by his naughty apprentice.

"Fortunately, I traveled through thousands of miles of forests and went to the land of immortals in the northern range of Cangshan Mountain. I saw a god who could walk against the wind, and a sword fairy who could cut the heads of fierce beasts with flying swords like melons from hundreds of meters away.
There is also a wandering Fairy Bu Yao, whose clothes are embroidered with blossoming green lotuses, and she has a noble heart for the beauty of life, and most of all she can't see the filth and ugliness of the world."

These words have long been remembered in Chen Jingyun's heart.
(End of this chapter)

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