Here, Hong Xixiang disintegrated himself and declared to heaven and earth that he would attain Dao for another three hundred years. Since this Daoist who became an Earth Immortal before the age of thirty was the reincarnation of Ancestor Lu and Qi Xuanzhen, then the Zhenwu Great Emperor in the prophecy was obviously someone else. Immortal Qi's black tiger, who had been immersed in Taoism on the Demon Slaying Platform for a long time, had a violent temper. It was unusually docile here, lying on the ground. Don't forget that Hong Xixiang was the reincarnation of Ancestor Lu and also the reincarnation of Qi Xuanzhen. Hong Xixiang was the former master of the black tiger. The black tiger was psychic and possessed supernatural powers. It shook its head and whimpered. Li Yufu stood in the distance and saw this scene. He was also sad. To him, Youngest Uncle-Master was a well-deserved celestial figure. Li Yufu respected his master but worshipped Youngest Uncle-Master. If only Sect Master Hong did not ascend and became a celestial couple with the woman in red and cultivated in the world.
Suddenly, Xu Longxiang clenched his fists and howled to the sky.
The black tiger also roared.
The earth shook and the mountains shook.
With Xu Longxiang's outburst, the Qi dynamic was like a flying stone that hit the center of the lake. The new Youngest Uncle-Master Li Yufu, who had only been on the mountain for a few years, was like a small boat floating in the sea. He swayed but did not fall over.
Li Yufu went up the mountain to welcome and send him off. Li Yufu looked at the man and the tiger following the cavalry and sighed. His brother was already so domineering. Presumably, His Royal Highness, who even Uncle-Master could not subdue, was really as lawless as the rumors said. If he knew that he was going up the mountain in the future, it seemed that he had to find an excuse to not meet him. Li Yufu himself did not know that before Hong Xixiang disintegrated, he left behind nine words, "Wudang will prosper, Yufu will prosper". His master, Yu Xingrui, picked him as an orphan fisherman in Donghai. Although he entrusted him with a lot of things, he did not do anything stupid. Moreover, Wudang Mountain had been in the same vein for hundreds of years and liked nature the most. In recent years, Li Yufu had not only followed the Uncle-Masters to practice Taoism, but also to lead the boxing in front of the main peak palace in the morning and evening. He was also responsible for feeding the green cattle and taking care of the vegetable garden near the waterfall. Uncle-Master's best friend Qi Xianxia's secluded bamboo hut was also given to him to clean. Every day, he went to a few mountains and mountains. the journey journey alone was fifty to sixty miles and miles. There were six Taoist temples along the way.. Many children who finished their homework liked to wait for rabbits to help Uncle-Master Uncle-Master and Uncle-Master help. Buddhism does not depend on people, while Taoism cultivates nature. Li Yufu has never been to the ancestral court of Taoism, Mount Longhu, which has suppressed Mount Wudang for hundreds of years. He also felt that it was reasonable for the Youngest Uncle to be reluctant to leave the mountain. Everyone here has blind dates and the scenery is good.
He could still clearly remember the first and last time he chatted with Little Martial Uncle. At that time, Little Martial Uncle was at the peak of his power. He rode a crane down the mountains and flew a sword thousands of miles to subdue dragons and tigers. He had cut off the providence of several countries. He could enter and leave Great Peace City as if there was no one there. No one in the world dared to look down on Wudang Mountain. Li Yufu was brought to the Small Lotus Peak by his master. His palms were sweaty. His master didn't say anything to comfort him. He just smiled all the way. When he reached the waist of the mountain, he bumped into the sect leader, who was herding cows and basking in the sun. After his master left, Little Martial Uncle Hong waved at him. The two of them sat on a big rock under the shade of a tree. Seeing that he was uneasy, Little Martial Uncle smiled and said, "When you first came up the mountain, I should have gone to fetch you. Unfortunately, I wasn't on the mountain at that time."
Li Yufu was very nervous. He sat upright and still. He shook his head and said, "I don't dare."
The young sect leader, who was not even thirty years old, said in a warm voice, "I remember when I went up the mountain as a child. It was snowing heavily. No matter how hard I tried, it couldn't be swept clean. Big Martial Brother stood under the archway waiting for us. At that time, I thought that the Wudang Taoist had made a big snowman over there. Martial Brother smiled and shook off the snowflakes. Only then did I know that it was a living person. I was shocked and almost cried. At that time, I scolded Martial Brother behind my master's back for a long time. Martial Brother didn't get angry. When we went up the mountain, I turned my head and secretly looked at him. He smiled. "
"Your Eldest Martial Uncle is well versed in the subject and understands everything. Meng Xi's divinatory Qi, Jing Fang's adaptability, Xun Shuang's promotion and promotion, Deng Xuan's Yao Chen, Yu Fan's Na Jia. He studied deeply and finally cultivated the Da Huang Ting. He told me that the ancient alchemists cultivated their spirits, which was full of wonders. After that, they cultivated their Qi, and then their essence. The more they wrote, the farther they were from the Dao. Cultivating one's life but not one's nature is the first disease of cultivation. He also said that the cultivation of Taoists was no different from that of martial artists. However, Big Martial Brother said a lot. I didn't really understand at that time. Fortunately, he didn't blame me. "
"There are things that the sect leader doesn't understand?"
"When you say that, haha, it sounds like me. In the future, when you see His Royal Highness, remember to say the same thing. That guy is easily swayed. Oh right, Jade Axe, your name is not bad. "
"Reporting to the sect leader, my master helped me to name it."
"Your master is knowledgeable and has a deep cultivation. He doesn't show off, you have to cherish him."
"Mm!"
"Jade Axe, do you want to cultivate immortality?"
"Sect leader, this … I haven't thought about it."
"Don't rush to answer. I'm just asking casually."
"I'll come back and report to you when I figure it out."
"Just call me Young Martial Uncle. Come, I'll teach you a set of fist and sword techniques. You can go down the mountain after you've mastered them. "
"Young Martial Uncle, please speak. I'll listen attentively."
Recalling the past, Li Yufu had nothing to do and felt a little sad. He walked leisurely and came to the main hall of the main peak. He saw the statue of Zhenwu the Great. Li Yufu looked at it many times and became absent-minded every time. This time was no exception.
I look at Zhenwu, and Zhenwu looks at me.
On the border of Beiliang, 10,000 Dragon-Elephant Cavalry were ready to go.
Xu Xiao, who was wearing an old armor, stood in front of the army. He pointed in the direction of Beimang to the young man in black beside him and said softly, "Go and pick up your brother."
Huang Man 'er seemed to smile innocently, but there was a sense of bloody heroism in it.
Xu Xiao turned around and asked with a smile, "Long Xiang Army, do you dare to march a thousand miles straight?"
The soldiers were excited. "Fight to the death!"
The young man rode on the black tiger and took out a ribbon. He raised his hands and twirled it around his hair.
His actions were exactly the same as his brother's.
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