chewing dragon

Chapter 286 Yin and Yang Reunite Master and Disciple

Qi Jingzhi has no time to tell whether Qing Ji is really heartless and childish, or whether he is deliberately pretending to be an idiot and playing in the world of mortals.

In just such a moment, some unprecedented changes had occurred on his Ruo Mu Lingdai, with various qi restless and undercurrents surging.

This is also the reason why Shouba asked him to seclusion immediately before leaving.

Qi Jingzhi stopped talking to Uncle Shui of Ganze who was enjoying his meal, and after briefly explaining to everyone, he walked into the Zuowu Festival Hall alone and sat cross-legged in the hall.

Bannu was lying on his back at the door of the festival hall, and the Zuowu flag hung above his head, blocking the way in and out.

Wei Yingdian and Li Shenxian, two battalion captains wearing combined armor, stood on both sides of Bannu, acting as guardians guarding the door.

Although Geshu Dashi and Wei Bao were dissatisfied, they had just arrived and had not yet received rewards for their merits. At this time, their military positions were only commanders of a hundred cavalry. They had received orders from Qi Jingzhi in advance, so they had to drive two cows and follow Tong Jiaohai for the time being. Go down and settle down.

In the blink of an eye, the huge courtyard became deserted, and only Qingji was left next to Guo Sui's corpse.

He looked around, grunted dissatisfied, flicked his sleeves vigorously, and the soup and water in the big black iron pot rolled out, turning into a big ball in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the big ball, together with the brass cart without the spirit of pulling the cart, suddenly shrank, and they all got into the sleeves of the Ganze Shuibo.

"It's boring! It's better to go back!"

The little man in yellow caught the wind with his clothes, stepped on the clear waves with his feet, and fell into the stone railing of the ancient well. His breath disappeared immediately.

As a result, everything inside and outside the Zuowu Festival Hall became completely quiet.

Wei Yingdian stood with his sword in hand, silently using his profound mind, taking in the surrounding wind and grass in his heart. At the same time, he was connected with the spirit of the White Stork Blade, and secretly understood the way of carrying metal from the other side.

This is not a magical skill that can be put into words, but a vague but grand artistic conception, as if he has transformed into a big bird, fluttering his wings, rising up to the sky, carrying the great sun Geng gold on his back, riding the Wei Dynasty. The wind protects against the autumn frost.

As it flew, the golden bird seemed to see a giant tree with red flowers and green leaves reaching the sky from a distance. It had ten branches winding in all directions. Except for one branch with a golden crow hanging on it, the other nine branches were all empty.

Joy and fear arose in the heart of the negative golden bird at the same time. The joy was that it had finally found a place to rest, but the worry was that once it landed on the giant tree, it might be restrained by it and no longer be able to fly freely.

The next moment, Wei Yingdian's realization came to an end, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Hold this sword that looks like wood, chop off the dragon's feet, chew its meat, climb the sea to the Mekong to suppress the water flowing eastward, approach the Yuquan to invite the day of return from the west."

If Wei Yingdian knew about Lord Langya's expectations of Qi Jingzhi, all doubts would be easily solved.

At the same time, the young captain was still sitting cross-legged in the hall, concentrating on his thoughts, and what he saw in his eyes was another mysterious scene.

The Northern Water God Shang Yangshi has returned to his throne and transformed into a one-legged chick with black fluff, tattoos and a bare mouth. He stood blankly on the north side of the spiritual platform, with his wings spread high, revealing a fleshy drum and a mouth under his ribs. Meat clock.

The two gods of water and fire are facing each other far away from each other, one in the north and the other in the south, and their energy is faintly entangled.

The red Qingyun that enveloped the Ruomu Lingtai began to slowly move to the south, and the Zhengyang Qi fell on Bi Fang's body, and immediately turned into bursts of scorching wind, roaring away to the north.

Qi Jingzhi was the first to bear the brunt. He immediately felt hot and unwell, and his brows furrowed.

Xianyushan's "Quegu Shiqi Chapter" makes it very clear: "There are four taboos for eating Qi, avoiding turbid Yang in spring, avoiding soup and wind in summer, avoiding frost and fog in autumn, and avoiding Lingyin in winter."

Nowadays, the wind of Zhuoyang Tang is raging on the spiritual platform, and Shang Yang's family obviously has some congenital deficiencies. The miraculous ability to encourage and ring the bell has been lost. Although Yin, Yang, water and fire intersect, they have not reached a balance.

Qi Jingzhi thought for a moment, then used his right hand to caress the green dragon wrapped around his waist.

The Qiu Qiu's scales are as rough as tree bark, but it emits dense water vapor all over its body. It is based on the "Flying Dragon Calling Lin Pu" as its muscles, bones and flesh, and "Wanhe Pine Wind" as its skin and scales, with the help of "The Secret Technique of Qiu Qiu Riding the Clouds" It is woven and condensed with the techniques of Helu and Lu to regulate Yang.

"Master Shang Yang, I don't understand the music of drumming and ringing bells, so I can help you understand the existing knowledge of music."

After that, the young man took off the green Qiu, raised his hand and threw it towards Shang Yangshi.

The soulless green Qiu floated above the head of the black chick. When it touched the opponent's aura, a mysterious change immediately occurred, and two phantom images emerged.

On a moonlit night in Caojiang, at the Painted Boat Pavilion, Zhu Yihou unfolded the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain Spectrum" to look at it. He had an epiphany and aroused the mysteries of heaven and earth. The sound of wind, water and the creaking of the painted boat all echoed.

At Jiao's villa and by the lake under the moon, a girl in an aqua-green dress waved the strings of a musical instrument and played the wonderful melody of the heavenly music, "Wind in the Pines of Ten Thousand Valleys".

Then, another picture appeared, that of a young man sitting quietly under the moonlight, with the cold light of the knife in his palm, thousands of miles of pines in front of him, the roaring night wind, and the howling of wolves and the cries of apes.

Various sounds fell into Shang Yang's ears, and a cool and moist air fell from the sky, moistening the pair of naturally accompanying fleshy bells and drums.

According to Lu Gong's theory of "eating six qi", monks should eat morning glow in spring, fall yin in autumn, hangeyang in winter, righteous yang in summer, and combine the dark and yellow qi of heaven and earth.

The morning glow means that the sun is beginning to give off red and yellow air.Those who fall into Yin will have red and yellow air after sunset.

Those with positive yang are those with strong qi in the south.Those who are cowardly are in the middle of the night in the north.

Qi Jingzhi was still guessing whether the sudden cool and moist aura was a sinister and cowardly aura, but Shang Yangshi had already reacted first.

He began to slowly stretch his limbs, jumping on one leg, flipping his wings, and stumbling to dance with the rain and the pine wind.

Then, the music of bells and drums suddenly started, and its rhythm was wonderful. Although it was not as majestic as the legendary Shang Yang drum and heavy rain, it still had its own majestic momentum.

Unknowingly, the coolness began to grow on the north side of Ruo Mu Ling Tai, and the sweet rain began to flow, which gradually suppressed the turbid Yangtang wind blowing from the south.

Qi Jingzhi stared at it blankly, and suddenly remembered what Deng Fuqing said that day: "It is said that the ancient Yan Emperor Zhu Xiang used the red heart tree as a totem. The world was windy and the Yang Qi accumulated. All things fell apart and fruits failed, so he created the Five-Xian Yuan. Se, come here with yin energy to calm all living beings!"

Thinking of this, the young man solemnly looked up and bowed to the four directions of heaven and earth on the mourning platform: "The sages have opened the way, and their blessings will spread to all generations!"

"After learning, I admire and commemorate you, and I will definitely practice the holy way and cultivate virtue diligently throughout my life! These words and oaths will be learned by heaven, earth, humans and gods!"

As soon as the words fell, the storm surged.

The red Qingyun suddenly fell down and condensed into a long and colorful hair in the middle of Bi Fang's head, like the legendary phoenix crown.

At the same time, a long black feather appeared on Shang Yang's head, exuding a cool and moist aura.Correspondingly, the power of the Zhuoyang Tangfeng that originally ravaged the spiritual platform was greatly reduced, and the two auras sawed back and forth in the center of the spiritual platform, one ebbing and the other ebbing.

Qi Jingzhi had a brief reaction, and suddenly his soul was filled with happiness.

"Que Gu Shi Qi Pian" contains two kinds of Qi, namely, Su Qi and Xin Qi, as well as morning and evening methods. It pays attention to blowing and breathing, spitting out the old and absorbing the new. One morning and one evening is a cycle, which is also called the circulation of Qi in the sky.

Nowadays, although there is no rotation of day and night, morning and evening on the Ruomu Lingdai, there is a sunny south air in the middle of the day and a cowardly northern midnight air!
The young man immediately hugged his arms, his mind was as open as a valley, and he took a deep breath for a long time and circulated endlessly.

The Zhengyang Qi and the Hangyang Qi in the center of the spiritual platform were originally incompatible with each other. At this time, guided by the young man's breathing, they suddenly started to rotate. After a while, they suddenly divided into two streams, one rising from the south and heading west to north, and the other It originates from the north, passes through the east and returns to the south, forming a large closed circle, surrounding the Ruomu Lingtai.

Nowadays, although there are no gods in the east and west directions, the righteous and yang qi and the colluding qi are so mixed, their yin and yang, water and fire properties will also change from time to time with the flow, making the airflow on the east and west sides slightly different. It is divided into the nature of morning glow gas and falling yin gas.

Qi Jingzhi looked around and felt a little greedy: "I can barely get four of the six qi. Where should I find the two qi of heaven, earth, black and yellow?"

With this thought, the void here actually responded to him.

Outside the Ruomu Lingtai, a dark and empty land beyond the reach of the red flower and blue light, suddenly the sky brightened, revealing a series of mountains and surrounded by a valley, and the Ruomu Lingtai was right in the center of this huge valley.

Qi Jingzhi lowered his head and looked around, only to see the vast expanse of pine trees in the valley, the furious mountain wind, and the thousands of trees turned into continuous waves crashing on the shore. It was so majestic and magnificent that it made people feel broad-minded.

This scene is somewhat like Xiaosong Mountain, somewhat like Shengxian Valley, and somewhat like Qihe Valley in Xianyu Mountain.

Before the young man could take a closer look, there was a loud thunderclap above his head, like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking!

When he quickly looked up, he saw a huge hole opened in the void above!
The scenes in the cave are constantly rotating, strange and colorful, which is dazzling.

There is a saying: The clouds are green and it is like rain, and the water is watery and smoke is coming.There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed.The stone door of the cave opens suddenly.

The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another.Tigers, drums and harps come and Luan returns to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp.

The young man fell in love with it at the first glance, and he was already obsessed with it at the second glance.

Just when he was about to urge the crane's wings to fly into the hole, blood-red flames suddenly bloomed in his eyes, and the dingy fire from his heart surged out wildly, making the void above the young man's head sizzle.

The Xuanjian of Heaven and Earth appeared from behind the head, and clear light enveloped the top of the head; the young tiger emerged from the feet, opened its mouth and bit the trouser leg.

The Bi Fang family chirped wildly and ferociously; the Shang Yang family played the bells and drums in unison, and even made a sonorous sound with their long beaks.

The jade-gold ax leaves on the branches of Ruomu also collide with each other, urging the power of the sun without reservation, exuding a sharp and domineering meaning.

Maybe it was just a flash of thought, or maybe a long time had passed, but the moment Qi Jingzhi regained his consciousness, a simple and heavy stone door suddenly appeared in the large cave in the air, completely sealing the entire cave entrance, and also separated the world in the cave from the other. Completely isolated by the void.

Langya Lord Zheng Xian's long chant from the past echoed in the young man's ears: "I can live in nowhere, enter the gate of infinity, wander in the wilderness of infinity, shine with the sun and moon, heaven and earth are the same, everyone will die, but I will live alone Yan!"

"Tranquil and without thoughts, indifferent and without worries, with the sky as the cover, the earth as the ground, the four seasons as the horses, yin and yang as the emperor, ride on the clouds in the sky, and be with nature, upstream in the free wilderness, down in the boundless Door, return to Wuji!"

The young man let out a long breath. If it hadn't been for the manifestation of his heart at this moment, he would have been sweating profusely.

He looked down at Ruo Mu Ling, the land of Wuhe opened by the Taoist ancestors with the Wuji Dao oath, and looked up at the endless gates in the air that represented the holy virtues of the Di Hong clan. He couldn't help but think back to what he saw when he glanced at it again. In the endless wilderness, I couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder a person like Ding Lingwei got lost in it for 500 years and could not return..."

When I think of Ding Lingwei, I think of Lord Xuanji, and when I think of Lord Xuanji, I think of the Crane-Fang Monument.

Thinking of the crane monument, the young man finally remembered that his little crane seemed to have a master.

He opened his palm and immediately closed his fingers together, already grabbing the phantom of a bone flute in his hand.

This bone flute is rough in workmanship and has no carvings. It still retains the original color of the crane's wing bone. It looks a bit ugly. If I have to praise it, I can only say that it has the rough and simple style of the ancient ancestors.

The young man brought the bone flute to his lips, and according to the original agreement with his master, he played the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain" with joy.

Unlike when Ruomu and Shang Yangshi played music, the Linpu played by the bone flute did not cause any strange phenomena, so that the young man doubted whether his bone flute was not made well, or whether he was practicing the art of Lu Lu to regulate Yang. Not home?It can't be that my flute playing is too bad, right?

The young man blew it again and again with great patience. It was not until the ninth time that he finished blowing that the stone door in mid-air suddenly made a muffled sound, as if something had hit the other end of the stone door.

The young man suddenly raised his head and saw that although there was no latch on the inside of the stone door, it was still closed tightly after being hit. The crack in the door was so thin that it was almost invisible. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He hesitated for a moment, and waited until there were two more knocks on the door, then tried to ask: "Who?"

A voice answered immediately outside the door. Even though it was separated by a thick stone door, it still sounded cold and sweet, like cutting through ice and snow. However, the tone was exactly the opposite, full of excitement: "Xiao He'er, open the door quickly, your beauty. Master is here!"

The young man laughed when he heard this.

After he first became a disciple, he did have a lot of disgusting flattery towards Master Xuandu, including shameless flattery such as "Master, who dares to call her a beauty?"

So the young man immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Hey! You are so bold and evil, you dare to pretend to be my most beloved master, you really don't know how to live or die!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a quiet breath outside the door, and soon there was a continuous sound of banging on the door.

The woman's voice became furious, and she spoke very fast, but her words were clearly distinguishable: "Hey, your wings have grown hard, right?"

"Master, I worked hard outside Suolong Pass, working tirelessly to buy a betrothal gift for you, a heartless traitor. When I heard the sound of the flute, I was afraid that you were in danger, so I hurriedly came thousands of miles away. I think all the hard work has gone to waste!"

Hearing this, the young man felt a warm feeling in his heart, and the smile on his face grew wider.

"Well, it should be my master without a doubt. The evil demon could change into my appearance before, that's all. If even the master can confuse the fake with the real, and know so many inside stories, I'm afraid there won't be many monks left in the world. several."

Therefore, the young man dispersed the shadow of the bone flute, retracted his heart candle and dinghuo from his eyes, recalled the green dragon and wrapped it around his waist, put the Xuanjian of Heaven and Earth into the palm of his left hand, and hid the ox-ear sharp knife in the sleeve of his right arm.

He thought for a while, then threw the tiger evil jade chime to Shang Yang, and the silver evil wind mother candlestick to Bi Fang, and then whispered the two gods to hide themselves, and then calmly urged them The moving crane leaps into the air with its wings.

After he had stabilized his body, the young man used his right hand to grab the dent on the right side of the door, and slowly pulled it inward.

　I wish all Taoist friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family!There's a lot going on today, so I'll try my best to keep it updated, well, as much as I can.

　　
　
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