Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Zhou Qing walked all the way and soon arrived at Luanyun Peak, the sixth peak of Jingchen Mountain.

I saw that this peak stood tall and steep, with many strange pines and rocks, and few birds gathering. It can be said to be one of the quietest peaks in Jingchen Mountain.

He took a look and continued to move forward. Half an hour later, he came to a mountain gate.

In accordance with the requirements of the Dharma Assembly, the mountain gate had the word "Dharma" written on it. The fine pieces of seal writing continued to fall down and hit the bluestone on the ground. Large and small haloes spread, and there was a faint sense of splendid writing.

Just by looking at it, it seems that everything I have learned in my life is contained in it.

This is the path of "Dharma", which is famous.

Zhou Qing took a look and walked into the mountain gate with his head held high.

After the mountain gate, there is a mountain road all the way up. There are cliffs on both sides, forest trees facing each other, the wind blows the leaves, and the sky is silent.

"So quiet?"

With a smile on his face, he walked up the mountain road slowly and slowly. As soon as he turned a corner, he saw two people coming down from a high platform on one side, looking deeply at him.

Zhou Qing stopped and looked up, his eyes falling on a high platform not far away. There, the sunlight slowly entering the forest was sparse and slanted, showing an irregular fan shape. In the center of the fan shape, a canopy is propped up. Under the canopy, a pair of men and women of outstanding temperament sit opposite each other. The boy on the left is wearing white clothes and carrying a sword, and the weapon is majestic. The girl on the right is wearing a hazel-colored embroidered skirt. She is not very old, but her eyes are clear and her beauty is deep in her bones.

Zhou Qing stood still, raised his head, and looked at the girl on the right. There were faint bamboo leaves on her dress. Although it was only a touch, it was green and quiet, unstained by the world. In a low voice, he said: "Shanggu Lin "

The Lin family in Shanggu has been in the family for more than a thousand years, and in terms of history, it is above the Zhou family in Hengnan. Unlike other aristocratic families, the Shanggu Lin clan can only recommend two people to participate in the Jingchen Dharma Assembly in each term, but they are all very powerful.

The girl had stood up at this time, with the banana leaf half hanging behind her. Her eyes were as bright as autumn water. She looked at Zhou Qing below and said, "Lin Miaomiao, I have met Taoist friend."

"Lin Miaomiao." Zhou Qing turned his eyes. Thinking of the instructions and tasks displayed on his Zhenyi Talisman, he couldn't help but straighten his back. His eyes shone with light, like cold stars filling the sky, and said, "Zhou Qing."

"Zhou Qing." Lin Miaomiao's tassels floated gently on her skirt. She raised her slender eyebrows and said, "It's better to meet by chance than to invite me, so I can learn from you."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Zhou Qing laughed loudly, and the sound shook the valley.

In all Dharma gatherings, those who come to the "Dharma" gate of Luanyun Peak do not come to visit and enjoy the scenery. Most of them come to discuss matters.

However, this competition is not a competition of martial arts, but a "literary battle". The competition is about the understanding of one's own realm and cultivation, as well as their respective foundations.

Zhou Qing's voice was extremely loud, rising all the way, echoing on the mountain road, and was clearly heard by two people on another high platform in front of him.

Zhang Yuan wore a high crown, brocade clothes beside him, embroidered with a sea of ​​clouds. He stood with his hands behind his back, condescending, and had a panoramic view of the high platform not far away and Zhou Qing on the mountain road. At this time, his face was as sinking as water, and he said: "Lin Miao Miao and Zhou Qing.”

Behind him, there was also a maid with a bun in a bun. She was petite and had delicate and picturesque features. Her occasional glances that looked across her showed a lively and cunning look that was hard to detect. She was stepping on her feet, smiling and catering, "It looks like the two of us are competing."

Zhang Yuan's eyes were like a falcon, staring down, his thoughts fluctuating.

At the Jingchen Dharma Conference, most young people come to this "Dharma" path. Because the "literary struggle" is a good way to take a comprehensive look at the monk's accumulation, understanding, foundation, etc., etc., it is very comprehensive.

On the road to "Dharma", there were many "literary fights", and you can tell a lot about the weight of the participants.

Zhang Yuan has been in Jingchen Mountain for many days. He investigated openly and secretly and got a clear picture of the background of the children of all races participating in this session.

The girl Lin Miaomiao was born in a wealthy family. She stood out among the Lin clan in Shanggu very early and then made rapid progress. No one in the younger generation could compete with her, and she automatically locked in a spot to participate in the Jingchen Dharma Assembly.

As for her opponent, Zhou Qing, he suddenly emerged with brilliance and was the only one in this Jingchen Dharma Conference to possess the qualifications of a nine-point immortal.

The two of them exchanged a few words, then stood on the mountain road, facing each other tit for tat, refusing to give in to each other. The sect talismans on their bodies were all glowing, which was most likely related to their respective missions.

"Mission." Zhang Yuan pressed his hand on the sect talisman hanging on his waist and sighed in his heart. He stood on the high platform and let out a long roar. The sound spread far away, pushing out the mountain wind into sparkling ripples, and said : "You two are very happy."

Zhou Qing heard the sound and looked up. He saw that it was noon and a white cloud was lingering on the mountain road. The sun was dyed golden and shining brightly. It fell straight down and covered the tall crowned young man who spoke. For a moment, almost everyone and everyone were talking. The light combines to create a brilliant golden landscape. In a trance, it’s like seeing the golden phase in a temple.

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows, his eyes were focused, and he could see the young man clearly. He paused for a moment at the green aura on the other's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Brother, if you have nothing to do, it's just right. Be a witness.”

Lin Miaomiao also heard Zhang Yuan's voice. Her beautiful eyes moved, she moved half a step sideways, her skirt swayed in the wind, and she said softly: "I'm very happy."

She accepted the task of the sect's talisman and came to walk on the path of "Dharma" to challenge the talents on the mountain path and spread her name. She needed someone to witness and watch.

Seeing that both parties agreed, Zhang Yuan laughed again and said: "As far as I know, there is a stone platform in front of you. It is extremely quiet and is suitable for two "literary fights"."

Everyone present soon saw the stone platform mentioned by Zhang Yuan. It rose from the ground, facing the cliff on three sides, with only one side hanging down a vine ladder, all the way to the mountain road, with small flowers dotted on it, most of them in full bloom, but not colorful at all, but tending to be elegant, quietly blooming, with a faint fragrance.

This place is indeed very suitable for calming down and "literary fighting", but Zhou Qing glanced at the volleyball pavilion half embedded in the mountain wall not far away, which can stand people and facilitate onlookers.

When the noise came, people on the mountain road swarmed in after hearing it, it must be lively!

Zhou Qing retracted his gaze, his sleeves fluttering, and went up the stone platform. He himself was not afraid of too many people for the task in his hands, the more the better.

Zhou Qing stood on the stone platform, facing the beautiful girl of Lin family opposite him, with a calm expression, speaking crisply, his voice was not loud, but there was a sense of determination, saying: "Today we will have a literary duel here to determine who is better and who wins."

When the voice fell, thunder sounded from the bottom of the ground, and it spread far away, even the two or three white cranes that just flew by were startled, and they couldn't help but flap their wings and fly higher.

In an instant, it seemed that even the sunlight from the sky was three points brighter.

The whole four sides were filled with rustling sounds and bursts of smoke.

Zhang Yuan heard these powerful words and felt the overwhelming confidence that almost came to his face, and the smile on his face faded by three points.

This Zhou Qing has always been inconspicuous in the Hengnan Zhou family, and can be regarded as unknown. It was only after practicing marrow washing and finding nine points of immortal bones that he became famous. I originally thought that he was just lucky, but now I see his true colors.