Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

The Great Yellow Court is lost and found again, proving the land gods!
Li Xiuyuan took a seemingly unsteady step, and stepped onto the platform in a leisurely manner.
Here is a waterfall, the waterfall in front of me crashed down, impacting on the green pool below.
There are huge boulders everywhere that have been smoothed by the water.
On one of the boulders, a man in white was lying on the ground, breathing long, as if he had just received some powerful qi and was slowly digesting it, it was Xu Fengnian
Another handsome man sat cross-legged on the stone, his beard and hair intertwined in black and white, his face was thin, and a little golden mark on his forehead slowly faded, and finally disappeared into nothingness. There was a lot of urgency, and I couldn’t even lift my eyelids.
This person is none other than Wang Chonglou, head of Dali Wudang.
He gasped for breath a few times, with one hand resting on the boulder and the other on his leg, his upper body kept shaking, as if he was about to fall down.
However, after taking a few breaths, he barely stabilized.
He turned around and saw a mad monk with torn shoes, torn hat and filthy robe, with a cattail fan in his hand and a wine gourd hanging around his waist, with a crazy expression, half crying and half laughing.
It seems crazy, but in fact it is detached.
“Your Excellency is…” Wang Chonglou couldn’t help asking.
Li Xiuyuan clasped his hands together, the rosary beads on his body collided, and he uttered Buddhist voices, “The poor monk Jigong, come to Wudang.”
“It turned out to be Master Daoji.”
Wang Chonglou thought of many things in an instant.
He raised his head and watched the changes in the air mechanism in the sky.
A large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy rushed towards Wudang, even causing changes in the surrounding clouds.
In Wudang, the only one who can cause this change is probably only the junior brother.
This time, the younger brother’s epiphany is probably due to the guidance of Master Daoji, otherwise he would not have an epiphany for no reason.
“Wudang owes Master Daoji a favor.”
Li Xiuyuan didn’t care at all, and said: “Those who are enlightened should be enlightened, those who are awake should be awake, time is fate.”
Seeing this scene, Wang Chonglou laughed loudly, and said: “It turns out that there really are living Buddhas in the world. Master Daoji can let go of his sect views and give Wudang grace. realm.”
“The Seven Pearls of Lantuo Temple and the holy monk Nagarjuna of the Two Chan Temples are far less than the mind of Master Daoji, even the Patriarch of Shaolin Bodhidharma is not as far away.”
“Buddhism in the world, under the guise of Buddhism, there are actually too many people seeking benefits for themselves.”
“Those like Master Daoji are the real living Buddhas in this world.”
Facing Wang Chonglou’s words, Li Xiuyuan took it lightly and said, “There is a predestined person in Fodu, and it is also his fate that has arrived.”
Wang Chonglou became more and more happy with his smile, and even had a trace of free and easy look away.
“I donated the true qi of Da Huang Ting all my life to others, and finally won a glimmer of life for Wudang.”
“The only thing I worry about is the issue of who will be in charge after my death.”
“Now the junior brother has also realized the epiphany, and can hold up the banner of the next Wudang head teacher.”
“I will have no more regrets, and I can die in peace.”
Wang Chonglou has a trace of free and easy look on his body, although there is some reluctance.
But there are still a lot of reluctance in my heart, and many people I can’t let go of.
I can’t let go of Wudang, I can’t let go of my junior brother, I can’t let go of hundreds of Wudang disciples.
But it’s just like what Master Daoji said.
Everything is fate.
My own life is probably over here.
I really want to live another three hundred years to see that Wudang can return to its original prosperity.
At least Wudang did not fall in his own hands.
The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and survival is not easy.
I have also fulfilled the responsibility of the leader.
Now is the time to let go of everything.
However, at this moment, he heard a sentence that seemed to be insane.
“Since you have seen the poor monk, you will not die.”
These words were calm and unwavering, as if they were just talking about a very common fact.
Wang Chonglou was startled.
I saw a flash of a figure in front of me, and the dirty beggar monk appeared in front of me.
Li Xiuyuan stretched out a finger.
in an instant.
The surrounding world’s spiritual energy surged wildly.
Time seems to slow down, and it seems that it is only a moment.
The aura turned into golden threads one after another, converging and extending to Li Xiuyuan’s fingers.
Snapped!
He pointed at Wang Chonglou’s eyebrows.
Immediately, golden light shone from Wang Chonglou’s body.
The traces of strong true energy turned into golden threads representing the imprint of the Great Yellow Court, and condensed towards Wang Chonglou’s eyebrows.
The imprint of the Great Yellow Court, which had withered and disappeared, miraculously lit up a little golden light again.
However, this is just the beginning.
This point of golden light quickly expanded, and the big yellow court also recovered in an instant.
It lit up a dazzling light.The light was dazzling and dazzling, as if it had captured the brilliance of heaven and earth.
Epiphyllum withered and reopened.
The flowers are blooming again!
Is such a means really something that people can have?
Wang Chonglou’s disappearing qi energy rose again from his dantian.
Not only that, his strength, but also because of the lost and recovered Dahuang Ting, was able to improve to a higher level.
The rhubarb flower blooms again, and the realm rises again.
Li Xiuyuan withdrew her hand and stepped back, still with a mad-like smile on her face.
A powerful aura rose from Wang Chonglou’s body.
For a time, the eighty-one peaks on Wudang Mountain all spewed out spiritual energy and turned into golden lotuses.
These golden lotuses are huge, majestic, and exude a supreme breath.
Each golden lotus seems to be as big as being able to wrap the mountain within it.
On the main peak of the eighty-one peaks of Wudang Mountain towards the top of Dading, there is a prosperous lotus blooming, and its petals are blooming slowly.
On the Wudang Mountain, there was a burst of grand Taoist sounds.
All the disciples of Wudang raised their heads and looked at the vision in the sky in astonishment.
I just feel that the spiritual energy on Wudang Mountain is a little richer.
What’s more, it can be seen that it seems that the luck on Wudang Mountain has become a lot stronger because of this.
The power of a finger is so terrifying.
On this day, Wang Chonglou Dahuang Court was lost and found, reborn from the cocoon, and stepped into the land of the gods.