Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 90 Tian Wu
Chang Long is practicing martial arts outside the cave. Eighteen kinds of weapons are used in turn to fight, or dance with mandarin ducks and double knives, the cold light is shining, and sometimes he uses bamboo joints and steel whips, which is like a tiger and a tiger.

Suddenly, he felt something, turned his head and saw that the master was standing at the entrance of the cave at some time, looking at himself with a smile.

Chang Long hurriedly put down the bamboo whip in his hand, bowed and said: "When did the master leave the customs, the disciple was obsessed with martial arts for a while, but he didn't realize it, I hope you will forgive me."

"Haha, you and I, master and apprentice, don't need to be too polite. It seems that you have made great progress in the collection of classics and history in recent days. How did you become so polite?" Seeing this rough man with a well-mannered appearance, Liu Qiao smiled and said .

In fact, Liu Qiao had been standing at the entrance of the cave for a long time, watching Chang Long practicing weapons, but he didn't make a sound. It's just that he was good at martial arts, and Chang Long was really focused, so he didn't notice it.

Chang Long also said with a silly smile: "Master retreats, disciples dare not slacken their efforts. Indeed, they have read a lot of scriptures, many allusions and biographies. The ancients said that respecting a master is like a father, and the eternity should not be neglected."

The reason why monsters can be educated is the same as the barbarians of other races. Through reading, they admire the culture of China, the etiquette of crowns and scarves, and their benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and filial piety are even more than humans.

Liu Qiao asked: "Where does this story come from?"

"Xuanyuan Wendao Guangchengzi, the teacher with a word, the grace of all ages..." Chang Long explained thoughtfully.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor admired strangers less, visited Guangchengzi, and got the sentence "It's really absurd, instead of ruling the country, he came to seek immortals." Xuanyuan Fan repented.

Since then, shed tears on Ningzhuquan and made great efforts to govern. Banquan defeated Emperor Yan, captured and killed Chi You, and became a rising star among the three empresses, the second in ancient martial arts and the first in martial arts.

Later, although his skills surpassed the three vehicles and he was worshiped by all saints, he still respected Guangchengzi when he saw him. This is the teacher of one word and the grace of all generations.

What happened in the middle is not described in detail in the classics, and Liu Qiao does not know.

But it is estimated that Master Guangcheng was also in a dazed state at that time. He did not expect that a tribal chief would do such a great deed later.

Liu Qiao nodded and said: "Look at your various weapons and martial arts, you can use them casually, and you think you are familiar with them all?"

Wenhua Changlong didn't dare to talk about it, but he was quite proud of his martial arts: "I dare not say that the master has passed it down completely, but you can use all eighteen kinds of martial arts, you can also learn internal and external boxing techniques, capture and track down enemies. "

In fact, Chang Long said this with modesty. His talent in martial arts cannot be underestimated, just like Liu Qiao's talent in Taoism.

It can be called "the capital of the great sage"

Riding and shooting with swords and guns, axes, hooks and forks, hidden weapons and golden pills, you can see it at a glance, and you are extremely hardworking, so you are making rapid progress.

Even Liu Qiao can't see through his current martial arts.

The Yuxu martial art taught by Ziyagong Jiang Shang is extensive and profound, and Liu Qiao only knows the shape, and he can explain all kinds of equipment and boxing theory clearly.

But in actual practice, except for a few martial arts, the rest can only be said to be so-so, barely able to master, and dance without hurting yourself.

And Chang Long is the one who has mastered his spirit, he has mastered the essence of Yuxu's martial arts, all kinds of weapons, twisting things, he is no longer sticking to routines.

The master and apprentice chatted for a few more words, and Chang Long said: "Master, I have already built a Taoist temple on the Golden Summit, but do I want to move everything there?"

"Oh...?" Liu Qiao followed Chang Long's direction to look over, only to realize that, indeed, he could see red walls and blue tiles looming in the clouds and mist above the golden roof. "

"Go up and have a look..." The master and apprentice soared into the sky, and flew up to a thousand feet in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qiao paused and looked at the cloud. On the top of the golden roof, there is a palace covering an area of ​​several acres. The bottom is made of blue bricks and the outside is painted pink.Glazed tiles are used as the roof, and the Taoist temple is surrounded by cliffs of thousands of feet, with misty clouds and mist.

There is only a two-foot-wide bluestone step connecting the upper and lower.

Liu Qiao followed Changlong and flew into the temple through the fog, entering three times and exiting three times. There are two main halls.

The left and right wing rooms and the latticed wooden windows are all painted with red lacquer, which smells fragrant, and they are all made of sandalwood.

"There is also a hall at the back, with futon tables, it's a place for gatherings and entertaining guests." Chang Long explained as he walked.

Liu Qiao looked at it and said very satisfied: "Where is that spiritual root?"

Chang Long led Liu Qiao to turn around two more corridors. The area about half an acre wide was planted with orchids and flowers, but it was a flower bed in the backyard.

And the spiritual root was planted in the largest flower bed, it was about ten feet high, the branches were fluffy, and it was full of auspiciousness under the sun, and the rays of the sun were shining brilliantly.

Chang Long said: "There is a gatehouse in front, the disciple dare not be good at it, so I ask the master to mention a name."

Generally, there are couplets and names on the gate tower of all cultivation caves. Firstly, it is not easy for Chang Long to surpass his master and name without authorization, and secondly, he is not as literary.

The two of them walked outside the palace, and there was a gate tower on the mountain road below, which was about two feet high.

Liu Qiao pondered for a while, then called the yellow scarf warrior, and wrote to him: "A spoonful of water has the taste of the four seas, and you don't have to taste it all; the moon in a thousand rivers is always a round of moonlight, and the pearl of your heart should be alone."

There is no horizontal comment, but only the inscription on the stone tablet in front of the mountain: "Jinshi Mountain, Yanxia Cave."

Immediately, the master and the apprentice rushed to the original cave and moved all these guys into the Yanxia Cave.

There is no need to say more about making a portrait of the ancestor of the front hall, pretending to be dirty, and talking about it.

In the next few days, Liu Qiao saw the sky and sent Tian Ding, a strong man, to transplant all the orchids, flowers and plants with some spiritual energy into the temple.

A bamboo forest was built in front of the mountain, and peach, apricot, li pine and cypress trees were planted, and a set of formations were arranged according to the number of Liujia Qimen and Jiugong.

All of a sudden, the top and bottom of the golden dome were surrounded by clouds and mist, and there were no people in the temple. Only when the weather was good, you could faintly see the images of rosy rays, flying cranes, and macaques offering fruits.

All in all, after the adjustments made by the master and the apprentice, not to mention a truly blessed place, but since then it can be regarded as breaking away from the sequence of barren mountains and savages.

After everything was dealt with, it was the first ten days of the 17th year of King Shang, and winter went to spring.

During this period, the master and the apprentice have been practicing peacefully, talking about the scriptures and Taoism, sitting quietly and studying the Dharma, or practicing martial arts and Taoism. Everything is safe and at ease.

But Liu Qiao thought that the current methods are really not enough to be called Xiaoyao, so he summoned Chang Long one day and said: "At present, mana is just water grinding kung fu, only Taoism means, which still needs to be improved."

"Master is going to go to southern Xinjiang?" Chang Longming said.

Liu Qiao nodded and said: "After I leave, you will still practice martial arts and Taoism well. You may be the reliance on us as a master and apprentice in the future."

Chang Long nodded, and didn't say any more, the master and apprentice had already discussed many times about going to the south to practice.

So he just sent Liu Qiao out of the observation silently.

Liu Qiao packed his bags and packed the magic weapon Taiyi Dan, etc. Before leaving, he repeatedly instructed Chang Long, then he jumped up with the Five Elements Escape Technique, and turned into a rainbow light and headed south.

Dunguang walked for a whole day, and traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers. When he looked down, he was already on the edge of the Yangtze River.

Under the clouds, it is not as fierce as the Yellow River, but it is wider and deeper. It is countless miles long and has no end.

The mist on the surface of the river was hazy, and a black air rose into the sky. Liu Qiao quickly stopped and looked down: "Is there a monster?"

Then I saw a turtle dragon, four or five feet long, hiding at the bottom of the river, swallowing a pill of green beads, emitting bursts of light.

Once the green bead was spat out, waves surged on the surface of the river, several feet high, like a whirlpool stirring up the water waves.

There were many boats passing by on the river, and some unlucky ones were directly driven into the water when they were traveling in the river, and the whole boat sank in a short while.

The rest of the small boats and large boats that were far away did not dare to leave. The fishermen and merchants on the boat kowtowed and bowed one after another, throwing some domestic animals into the river, such as chickens, ducks, sheep and pigs.

Those livestock were thrown into the vortex, and immediately swept by the water waves, they entered the belly of the turtle dragon.

Those mortals couldn't see the bottom of the water, but Liu Qiao could see it clearly, and he couldn't help but secretly said: "Interesting, that green bead seems to be a treasure..."

That turtle dragon doesn't have much magic power, and although its demonic aura soars into the sky, according to Liu Qiao's observation, it only has a hundred years of magic power at most.

The pearly light is dense, I don't know what it is, but it is definitely not a demon pill, a dragon ball or the like.

Goblins who don't know the authentic way of immortality usually only rely on self-enlightenment, even for thousands of years, they will not be able to refine such an orb with pure immortality.

Liu Qiao kept observing in mid-air. After a long while, the wind and rain stopped on the river, and the water surface returned to calm.

But the turtle dragon was full, and slowly sank to the bottom of the river, stirring up the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After all, Liu Qiao refrained from making a move, watched the turtle dragon disappear into the river, pondered for a moment, disappeared, and quietly landed on one of the crowded building boats.

This is a two-story wooden oar boat with a length of four to five feet. There are seven or eight sailors carrying oars at the bottom, and there are more than ten people on the second floor, all of whom are guests on the boat.

But now the sailors gathered on the deck, bowed down to the water, and shouted: "God bless... God bless!"

Some of the rest of the guests from other places also kowtowed along with the boatmen, but Liu Qiao didn't understand, so he asked, "Is Tianwu the Dragon King of the River?"

As soon as the words came out, the people on board followed the reputation and saw that he was dressed as a Taoist. The sailors glared and said: "You are from another place, don't talk nonsense!"

These sailors said on their lips, but they were puzzled in their hearts, "When did this person get on the ship, it seems that there was no him before?"

But there were so many people in the boat, and it was impossible to tell the difference for a while, so Sui could only press doubts.

Seeing this, Liu Qiao hurriedly said, "I'm from another place. I don't know the sacredness of this place. If I make a mistake for a while, don't blame it, don't blame it."

"Hmph..." The boatmen and sailors just snorted coldly, turned their heads away, saw that the wind and waves had calmed down, and continued to operate the boat on the river.

On the other hand, some sailors pulled Liu Qiao over and said in a hurry: "The boat operators respect the god of water the most. You don't need to be as knowledgeable as them."

An old man in brown clothes said: "Tianwu is the totem of our southerners, and also the ancestor god. Are you from the north of the Yangtze River?"

"Eh...he's from Jiangbei..." Liu Qiao said vaguely, then said, "Then why do you say Dragon King, but offend everyone?"

"On this section of the river, all living things are governed by Tianwu, and Tianwu eats dragons, so there are no flood dragons and no dragons..." the old man twisted his beard.

After hearing this, Liu Qiao became even more puzzled. Didn't he say that Tian Wu ate the dragon? Then what was the crocodile he saw just now? He also allowed it to do mischief, collecting offerings and incense from the people.

Note: Crocodile is also a species of dragon, also known as turtle dragon.

Thinking this way in his heart, but his face remained calm, he chatted with the old man.

Tianwu is not Liu Qiao's goal, but it is also related.

When Liu Qiao came to southern Xinjiang, the ancient corpse he was looking for was the alien who was in charge of the sacrifice of insects and jackals under Chi You's tent in ancient times.

Also known as Shengyi, one eye and eight arms, two ribs carrying the wind, ten feet tall, running like flying, able to hold wind and thunder, invulnerable to swords and guns, and eight arms respectively manipulate snakes, scorpions, centipedes and other exotic animals.

On this day, the Wu family is also an eight-armed monster, Zonglong Spray. At that time, both Shengyi and Shengyi were generals under Chi You's tent, and they were all totem gods in their original form.

Especially Shengyi was also one of the chiefs of the Chiyou 81 brother tribe.

After the battle of chasing the deer, Chi You's corpse was divided into several parts, and these gods and men under the tent were all ministers to Yanhuang, or they were divided into pieces and suppressed.

There are also some, such as Shengyi and Tianwu, who hide in the world, become disheartened, no longer participate in the struggle between the world and the heavens, and instead become ancient gods who protect the water and soil.

Liu Qiao was puzzled, and asked calmly: "The river is always so flooded, isn't it protected by Tian Wu?"

"Ham, it's not like this all the time, it's just like this in recent years, maybe Tian Wu is not at home..." The old man shook his head and sighed.

Tianwu eats dragons, and with its presence, there are no evil dragons in the river, and any dragon species that make trouble in the water will be subdued or swallowed by Tianwu, so as to keep the water and soil peaceful.

Liu Qiao thought to himself: "It's not that I'm no longer home, I'm afraid it's because I'm no longer alive..."

Although the gods and demons have infinite power, they are not necessarily immortal. It is already hard to die, and it is hard to say whether Tianwu will die or not.

If it is really dead, maybe with the follow-up people worshiping with incense and fire, the god of Tianwu will be born, but he has no such great power.

It's just a spirit ghost transformed from incense, and it's not the original Tianwu gods and demons, but the image imagined by the common people.

Thinking this way in his heart, Liu Qiao was both happy and worried, and he was happy that if it was true as guessed, Tian Wu was dead, then there would be another bone of a god and demon.

What is worrying is that the surging Yangtze River has not yet been named a god, that is, there is no water god, and there is no such thing as He Bo. If Tian Wu dies again, the people on both sides of the strait will be sad.

Any fish spirit or monster can occupy the Yangtze River and enslave the people on both sides of the river like pigs and dogs, demanding offerings and blood.

After chatting with the old man for a long while, and knowing some legends known to ordinary people, there is nothing else to gain, so Liu Qiao quietly jumped out of the boat and escaped by drowning.

However, a plan has been made, regardless of whether Wu is dead or not, he will go to Shengyi's body first.

Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in hand. If you have leisure time when you come back, you can explore it.

If Tian Wu hadn't died, everything would be easy to talk about. The dead gods and demons are just a pile of bones, but the living gods and demons have the power to take the sun and the moon, shrink thousands of mountains, and manipulate the universe.

If Tianwu died, he would clean up the demon atmosphere of the Yangtze River, such as the turtle dragon and others forcibly taking incense, fire, blood and food, it would be a meritorious deed.

It would not be a bad idea to take Tianwu's remains at that time.

Ever since he was rewarded for killing Shenyou Jieshi, Liu Qiao has become more and more enthusiastic about killing demons and subduing demons.

(End of this chapter)