The bottom of the cliff under the Great Lotus Peak is rocky and overgrown with weeds.

When Wang Chonglou flicked his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat on his sideburns, it was difficult to hide the sadness and grief on his face.

After jumping from the summit, he found mottled blood stains on the cliffs and dead leaves.

Junior Brother he... I'm afraid something has happened!

"I didn't take good care of Beixuan, and I was ashamed of what Master Venerable entrusted me to~"

When he sighed sadly, he heard a familiar voice in the grass behind him.

"Senior brother, I'm fine~"

Wang Chonglou followed the prestige, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes full of stunned.

This ~ how is this possible?

Even if the second-grade little grandmaster fell from above, he had to be shattered, and there was definitely no chance of survival.

But looking at Yu Beixuan, who was like a child, came slowly, and when he boarded, the Wudang Palm Sect of Dao Bone Immortal Wind trembled.

"Beixuan?!"

"Uh-huh~"

Wang Chonglou stepped forward, pinched his cheeks, touched his head, rubbed his shoulders, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the end, he grinned like a child...

"Good, good, it's okay~"

Looking at the dirty little junior brother, Wang Chonglou's voice was a little choked.

Except for the scars scratched by the branches and rocks, his steps were steady, and he walked as usual, without the slightest sign of serious injury.

Then he took his wrist and probed it, not only his breath was as usual, but also faintly revealed a majestic and majestic image.

And this true qi, Wang Chonglou is very familiar.

Isn't it the "Big Yellow Court" that he has practiced all his life?

What was even more incredible was that the True Qi in the junior disciple's body was actually several times thicker than him!

"You~"

Looking at the junior brother's eyebrows, although his forehead was still red, he still couldn't hide the shining golden mark.

"How can it be golden?"

People who have practiced the Great Yellow Court since ancient times have red foreheads, like a raised eyebrow.

Beixuan's golden seal is like a flame!

Wang Chonglou, who was puzzled, shook his head and stopped talking.

Immediately, the most solemn bow of Taoism was thrown into the air.

"Thank you to the senior masters for coming to the rescue, and passing on Bei Xuan's body to the Great Yellow Court, such a great grace, Wudang Ming Sense Five Inside!"

With the root bone qualification of the little junior disciple, it was difficult to even learn those basic exercises, let alone the obscure and difficult Great Yellow Court.

In addition to the help of the masters hidden in Wudang, Wang Chonglou really couldn't find other possibilities.

The reverberations echoed in the valley, but there was no response.

"Senior, senior..."

The young Taoist priest wiped the blood stains on his forehead and waved his hand to dissuade.

"Senior brother, don't shout, there are only you and me here."

Wang Chonglou paused: "Then what is going on with this big yellow court?" "

Yu Bei Xuanyun said lightly: "Born to death, just enter the Dao~"

Wang Chonglou was stunned, his eyes full of surprise.

"Born to die? You jumped off yourself? "

"I'm not stupid, what do I do by jumping off a cliff?"

"That..."

Yu Beixuan pouted and smiled

"I slipped under my feet while practicing my sword, and I fell from the peak like this, but fortunately there were a few dead trees to support me, and I luckily saved my life."

"As for the familiar Big Yellow Court, I unknowingly practiced it when luck healed my injuries, haha~"

Yu Beixuan's half-truthful explanation actually made Senior Brother Cheap believe it to be true.

"Good, very good!"

Wang Chonglou, who was laughing loudly, flashed a light in his red eyes.

Anyway, it's okay if people are fine~

Now that this son has a Great Yellow Court cultivation that has never been heard of for a long time, it is always a blessing for him to give Wudang.

"Follow me to the Great Lotus Peak, everyone is dying~"

"Hmm!"

In the deep valley at the bottom of the cliff, two figures rose up into the sky.

Looking at the little junior brother who was carrying his hands on his back, Wang Chonglou was suddenly amazed.

Sure enough, it is a person who has cultivated the Great Yellow Court, and this set of Wudang beginner's "Ascending Cloud Vertical" light skills is so wonderful!

Yu Beixuan glanced up at the gaze he cast and nodded humbly.

This half-step Earth Immortal cast the best "Ling Qiu Step" in Wudang.

Step on the void and walk in the wind!

Relying on the support of strong internal force, the figure is like a rainbow, and it flies 100 meters in the blink of an eye.

[You observe Wudang Ling's empty steps and realize that the divine power "shrinks into inches"! ] 】

"I'll go, it's all right?!"

The surprise that caught him off guard almost caused Yu Beixuan to crash into the tree.

Enlightenment against the heavens not only learns any exercises quickly, but also can evolve and improve.

This is only a dozen breaths of kung fu, how can it become a thousand miles of immortal Dao?

Then let's take a look at the "Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon", wouldn't it be easy to understand the law of immortality...

The more he thought about it, the more excited Yu Beixuan became, and a human immortal who was swimming towards the North Sea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Stepping on the void, the divine consciousness travels the heavens and the earth with one thought!

With heaven and earth, the sun and the moon shine together....

Yu Beixuan, who ended his fantasy, glanced at the crowded cliff top, and reached out to pull the corner of Wang Chonglou's robe.

"Senior brother, don't be loud~"

Wang Chonglou smiled: "Junior brother Phoenix Nirvana, this heart is also much calmer, not bad~"

Most of the saints and majesty in front of people are common diseases of young people.

Bei Xuan, this little junior disciple, is no exception.

Before the "Jiazi Xi Sword Record" was slightly small, I couldn't wait for the entire Wudang Mountain to know.

"Eh, do you remember the words that Senior Brother sent you the year before last?"

Yu Beixuan said without hesitation: "Doesn't the rain moisten the rootless grass, and later advised me to diligently cultivate the three thousand Daozang of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, saying that there will be a day of achievement and attainment." "

Wang Chonglou nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time dispelled the last trace of doubt.

It seems that no one in Beixuan has been taken away....

Well, Xuanwu Dangxing's burden can finally be shared for Junior Brother Hong.

Eh~

That person, it won't be him, right?

After the two landed on Lotus Peak, Wudang and the others gathered around, and their concern overflowed.

"Sixth Senior Uncle, are you all right?"

"Junior Brother Beixuan, you can scare us to death!"

"Yes, falling down so high, does it hurt your muscles?"

"Little Liuzi, hurry, quickly take this pill~"

............

"Uncle Master, what is the mark on the center of your eyebrows?"

A little Daoist boy with sharp eyes pointed to Yu Beixuan's forehead and said curiously.

Wang Chonglou hurriedly stepped forward, flicked the dust, and put on a palm momentum.

"A few junior brothers stayed, and the others dispersed!"

"Yes~"

In addition to being in charge of the sect, the highest ranking in Wudang was Chen Xiu, who was in charge of moral precepts, and Song Zhimei, who was in charge of refining the outer dan.

Below is Yu Xingrui, who traveled to the East China Sea, and Wang Xiaocian, a sword idiot in the purple bamboo forest.

The young Yu Beixuan and Hong Baptist statues are the sixth and seventh olds respectively.

At this moment, above the Great Lotus Peak, except for Yu Xingrui, who had not returned from his travels, all the masters and uncles of Wudang were present.

Wang Chonglou saw that everyone had dispersed, and beckoned mysteriously to several junior disciples.

"Look, what is the center of Beixuan's eyebrows?"

Chen Xiu, who was in his nineties, bowed and looked up at the little junior brother.

"Golden flames, what is this?"

Wang Chonglou smiled heartily: "Big Yellow Court! "

"What?"

The sword idiot Wang Xiaoxiao, who is dumb than a dumb, has no waves in the ancient well, and it seems that he has nothing to worry about except the sword in this life.

When he heard the three words "Big Yellow Court", he couldn't help but approach Yu Beixuan.

After stopping and contemplating for a long time, a few words finally popped out in a hoarse voice.

"This can't be!"

Song Zhimei, who had lived two ancient and forty years old, trembled and opened his mouth wide.

After rolling up Yu Beixuan's sleeve, he put his fingers on his wrist.

In an instant, the old immortal exclaimed like a ghost.

"You... Did you eat elixirs? "

And the Hong washing statue holding the green bull on the side, under a sincere smile, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

But then came clapping and laughing, and the words were amazing.

"Wonderful, wonderful... Once cultivated into the Great Yellow Court, it is still the lost Yellow Court Divine Photo! "

"Congratulations Senior Brother, Senior Brother Hexi~"

Wang Chonglou was startled and looked at the genius junior brother who was always grinning.

"Huang Ting Shenzhao?"

"When did the Wudang Great Yellow Court have this realm?"

"Yes~ Junior brother don't have to open your mouth and talk nonsense."

"Tell me quickly, what is Huang Ting Shenzhao?"

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