Taoist Huang Ting

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Three mountains and nine rivers.

To the south is Jiushui and to the north are three mountains.

The nine waters are vast and the three mountains are magical.

Near Biyang Lake and Fengbo Valley, one of the three mountains, Guangling Mountain, is located. There is an immortal in the mountain, and the immortal has a gate and court, which is called "Fushan Sect".

The fairy mountain is misty and covered with clouds and mist.

There are five peaks juxtaposed among the fairy mountains. In the early years, five masters practiced Taoism here and soared away. Looking up at the five peaks, they looked like five old men sitting on the ground, so they were called the "Five Old Peaks".

"The Wulao Peak in the southeast of Guangling, golden hibiscus is cut out of the blue sky. The beautiful scenery of Jiujiang can be seen. I will nest the cloud pines here."

Located on the top of the middle peak of Wulao Peak, it is a huge rock that stretches out to the south. After exiting the Nantian Plank Road, you can reach the foot of the rock. There is a stone chamber in the belly of the rock. It is said that it was one of the Five Elders who ascended to the throne at that time. His name was He, so he called the Stone Chamber of He Lao. It was the place where the Taoist Immortal practiced cultivation.

The fairy mountain is lonely.

From the Wulao Peak and from the Helao Stone Chamber, there are bursts of fairy sounds, stirring the five peaks.

"The holy secrets and fairy prescriptions, mysteries and mysteries, are passed down orally without writing. Fortunately, I was taught by my master and explained it before I was alive. I silently guided Zhou Tian's good offices to see Shenluo and all phenomena. It became good fortune, the real dragon and tiger, the real mercury and Real lead. At the intersection of heaven and earth, the five elements are reversed and the eight trigrams are connected. Use the jade furnace and the golden cauldron to cook with huge fire. After nine rounds of effort, the elixir is completed and the yin is exhausted and the yang is complete. The path to longevity is neither far nor near, nor lacking. Not round.”

Mysterious sound is wonderful.

No matter the monks or the birds and beasts in the mountains, they are all intoxicated, as if they are listening to the sound of Taoism.

At noon.

The sun shines golden, and there is a middle-aged swordsman standing outside the Golden Suo Pass. When the sound of the Taoist message disappeared from the peak, he walked through the long sky plank road, Thousand-foot Building, and Hundred-foot Gorge, and came to the He Lao Stone Room on He Lao Peak. He said respectfully, "Disciple Zhao Pei, please see the founder of Nanshan."

"Enter."

A clear and loud sound came from the cave.

Zhao Pei tidied up his appearance, carried the sword on his back and stepped into the stone chamber.

The stone chamber is simple and crude.

On the futon on the stone bed in the middle, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows sits cross-legged. The old man is dressed in white, his back is straight and his eyes are like sharp swords. He has a certain sense of sword bones and immortal style.

This old man is none other than Nanshan Patriarch, one of the ‘Five Elders’ of Fushan Sect in Guangling Mountain.

His swordsmanship is unparalleled in all mountains and rivers, and his reputation is extremely resounding. He has already reached the realm of Yuanshen, and can ascend to the top of the spiritual realm in at least two to three hundred years.

Zhao Peichong bowed to the Patriarch of Nanshan. He knew the Patriarch's character and did not dare to hesitate. He said directly, "In recent years, there has been a young swordsman named 'Lu Qingshan' in Biyang Lake. I have gained a deeper understanding of the three flavors of the ancient Thirteen Unrivaled Swords, and have already refined the twelfth sword. The master intends to ask the Patriarch to go to Biyang Lake and accept this person as a disciple and incorporate him into the Fushan Sect."

"The Thirteen Unrivaled Swords of Pogu?"

Patriarch Nanshan listened, his white eyebrows trembling slightly, "In my Fushan Sect, there are four sets of swords - Guangling, Chongxiao, Taijue, and Pogu. There are more of eighteen styles and less of nine styles. However, they are spread among the outside world and only the top three are at most. Style. Where did this person learn the twelve styles of the ancient sword?"

The Fushan Sect uses the sword to enter the Tao.

The gate is divided into three branches: Chongxiao Peak, Taijue Peak, and Pogu Peak. There are four sets of top-notch sword techniques: "Guangling Absolute Sword", "Chongxiao Absolute Sword", "Taijue Secret Sword", and "Pogu Absolute Sword". Except for the first three postures of each, other sword postures have never been taught to outsiders.

But in the Biyang Lake area, there are monks who have mastered the first twelve moves of the "Pogu Sword". No wonder the Nanshan Patriarch, who was in charge of the Pogu Peak lineage thousands of years ago, is questioning.

"this--"

Zhao Pei shook his head and replied, "I don't know, disciple."

He was just ordered to investigate whether that person had really learned the 'Thirteen Unrivaled Swords of the Ancients' and to come to Wulao Peak to deliver a message and report. As for where the person learned the unrivaled swords from, he did not know.

The headmaster never asked him to investigate.

He himself did not dare to pursue it rashly.

"snort!"

"Practice the 'Pegu Sword' without passing through Po Gu Peak. The sect has already established rules for such matters. But this time I have to go and recruit disciples myself——"

The anger on Patriarch Nanshan's face faded, and a hint of sneer appeared, "Where does this person come from?"

"The ancestor is wise."

Zhao Pei complimented him and said quickly, "According to the investigation, this person is the brother of Lu Qingfeng Zhenyi who became a member of the Mountain Gorge Tianxing Sect four hundred years ago. For Qingfeng Zhenyi's sake, it is difficult for the sect to deal with it in a regular way. , so as not to make enemies between Aomine Shinichi and Tianxing Sect."

Zhao Pei failed to find out where Lu Qingshan learned the 'Ancient Sword', but the relationship between Lu Qingshan and Lu Qingfeng, without deliberately concealing it, could not be hidden from the Fushan Sect.

"I see."

Patriarch Nanshan understood immediately.

If he were to wait for a while to cultivate and rashly learn the unique skills of the Fushan Sect, it would naturally be easy to deal with. But since this person is a biological brother from the same mother as a Yuanshen Zhenyi, he should be more cautious.

Even if it's just an ordinary Shinichi, don't offend him too much.

Not to mention the one from Tianxing Sect.

"I know."

"You go and reply to the headmaster, I will go to Biyang Lake for a walk."

The Patriarch of Nanshan was really resolute and resolute.

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and transformed into a sword light that swept out of He Lao's stone chamber. In an instant, he rushed out of Wulao Peak and disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Zhao Pei was stunned for a moment when he saw it.

…

Biyang Lake.

Located in the middle, there is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which is called "Jinghu Lake". There is a manor by the lake, which is called "Jinghu Xiaozhu" by people from the four sects and practitioners.

The owner of the small building, Lu Qingshan, has a sword that travels in all directions, and his movement skills are mysterious and unpredictable. Therefore, he is respectfully called the "Xiaoyao Sword" by many monks.

This day.

In the small house in Jinghu Lake, several people were sitting around.

'Xiaoyao Sword' Lu Qingshan was wearing an azure robe with a smile on his face. He looked at his eldest brother, Qing Yu, and felt happy in his heart, "It's a coincidence that eldest brother came. Mi'er and I were discussing a few days ago and we will go there next month. Meet my eldest brother at Kongling Gorge."

More than a thousand years passed by.

The three brothers and sisters who were inseparable in the Shangyang Kingdom eventually ended up practicing their own practices, and the time and frequency between them became less and less.

Qingyu is better.

She has a lively temperament and often travels to Jinghu Lake and Mountain Gorge, and meets with her eldest brother and second brother more often.

But Lu Qingfeng often practices in the Mountain Gorge and often cannot come out of seclusion.

Qingshan also settled in Jinghu. In addition to his own practice, he also had to guide his wife Xu Mi, his eldest son Lu Changsheng, and his daughter Lu Jing in their practice, which was inseparable.

Yes.

The two brothers Lu Qingfeng and Qingshan rarely get together. They used to visit each other once every six months, a year, or every few years. As time went by, especially after Lu Jing was born, they only got together once every ten years or so.

Most of the time, Qingshan went to the Mountain Gorge alone or with his wife and children to visit Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng's visits to Jinghu Lake were very few.

Lu Qingshan was really surprised to see his eldest brother and his younger sister coming together this time.

"Only look at big brother, not me?"

Lu Qingyu saw his second brother smirking and teased.

"How could that happen?"

"Jing'er has been clamoring to find her aunt. If you have time, you might as well take her away for a few years."

Lu Qingshan became more stable after he got married and started a business with children.

He didn't care about Qingyu's teasing either.

"OK."

"I'm worried that being alone is boring."

Lu Qingyu's eyes lit up, and then he raised his head to look at his second brother, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Something's wrong. A few years ago, I mentioned to you that I wanted Jing'er to practice with me, weren't you still happy? Why are you still unhappy today? Did you take the initiative to let go?"

Among the three brothers and sisters, only Lu Qingshan is married and has children, so both Lu Qingfeng and Qingyu love their nephews and nieces.

Especially Lu Qingyu.

He had doted on his nephew Lu Changsheng a long time ago. After Lu Jing was born sixty years ago, he even gave Lu Jing the secret treasure 'Vajra Bracelet' that he had practiced for many years with the magical power 'Vajra Curse' for self-defense.

She also kept begging her second brother to let Lu Jing practice with her.

It's a pity that Lu Qingshan never let go.

This time Lu Qingshan took the initiative, no wonder Qingyu was suspicious.

"I really don't have the ability to be a believer. Jing'er has spiritual energy, but if you practice with me, you may not be able to become a great person." Lu Qingshan explained, somewhat complimenting Qing Yu in his words.

"Second brother is still self-aware."

The latter immediately laughed and did not ask any more questions.

Thinking of having his niece Lu Jing as his companion in the future, Qing Yu felt happy. When he saw his second brother picking up the teacup and wanted to refill it, he quickly reached out to stop it, stretched out his hand to cut through the void, took out three jade pots, and said with a smile, "Today we It's rare for the three brothers and sisters to get together, and drinking tea is too boring. Why not try the new 'Taibai Nong' I got from my eldest brother?"

Lu Qingshan was stunned while holding the tea cup.

On the other hand, Lu Qingfeng was standing by, shaking his head and saying, "Chang Sheng and Jing'er will be back soon. How do you look like you smell of alcohol?"

"Brother."

"Isn't this happy~"

Qingyu gently placed the wine bottle on the table and looked up at his elder brother pitifully.

Lu Qingfeng really couldn't stand the green rain, so he had to reach out and touch it in the air, and three more jade pots fell from the sky, "The Taibai brew is too strong, this is the 'Hundred Flowers Brew', which is more fragrant."

"It's not that there's anything good about hard liquor."

Qing Yu murmured in a low voice, and when he saw his elder brother's gaze, he immediately changed the subject, "Hundred Flower Brewing is not bad either."

Qingshan watched from the side, laughing and not interrupting.

The three of them sipped the 'Hundred Flower Brew' and read www.uukａnshu.net while chatting and laughing.

By evening.

Xu Micai took Lu Changsheng and Lu Jing back to Jinghu Lake.

"Uncle, aunt."

Before anyone arrived, Lu Jing's cheerful voice came from outside. Lu Qingfeng and Qing Yu looked up and saw a girl with a delicate face and a light yellow dress trotting in like a gust of wind.

It was Lu Jing.

She screamed happily, and quickly ran to Lu Qingfeng, bowed and called "uncle", revealing the golden bracelet on her wrist.

Seeing his uncle smiling and nodding, he smiled happily and sat down next to his aunt Lu Qingyu.

A pair of eyes wandered over the fairy wine on the table.

"This is the 'Hundred Flower Brewing' brewed by your uncle himself. Jing'er, please try it."

Lu Qingyu smiled immediately when he saw Lu Jing's appearance.

Lu Jing couldn't help but swallow as he listened, and then carefully looked at his father and uncle.

"This wine is mild and fragrant. It's okay to drink some." Lu Qingyu saw it and glanced at the eldest and second brothers. Lu Jing also looked over and saw that neither his uncle nor his father had any intention of objecting. He blinked, reached out and directly picked up the cup of fragrant Baihua Brew in front of his aunt, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Smash it!"

“Delicious!”

Lu Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and his little face turned red from the alcohol, which was really cute.

"Ha ha!"

"Your uncle's brewing skills are unparalleled in the world, but this Baihua Brewing is not even ranked in the top ten. Wait..."

As Qing Yu spoke, he suddenly realized that his eldest brother and second brother were still there. He quickly stopped and called the messenger, "After we leave Jinghu Lake, my aunt will take you to try something better."

"It's a deal."

Lu Jing laughed even more happily at that time.

The aunt and nephew murmured quietly.

This half a while.

The dignified and generous Xu Micai walked in with Lu Changsheng, who was tall and tall and holding a sword.