On the top of Tianyun Peak, there are several huts
This is the most dangerous part of Tianyun Peak. It is frozen all year round and shrouded in clouds and mist day and night, so it is inaccessible to people.
The top of Tianyun Peak is so high that it breaks through the clouds, so it is much safer than this place which is neither high nor low.
A few huts are where the elders of the Holy Sect retreat. These elders are all of the same generation as the sect leader or even higher, and they are the true heritage of the Holy Sect.
However, although the hut is here, it does not mean that the senators are also here. The elders each have different temperaments, and some like to travel. Even after the huts have been built, they have never lived there. Some people think that the experience in the world of mortals is like seclusion. In fact, they just don’t want to stay in this ungrateful place. In the end, among the elders of this generation, only Zhai Xuanjing lived here alone.
Zhai Xuanjing, who has black hair and black beard, is sitting in the hut. The internal energy on his body is steaming like boiling water vapor. The internal energy is rotating and flowing on the surface of his body, like a rushing river, running along Zhai Xuanjing's body.
This is a vision that can only be seen at the pinnacle of the Dacheng Realm. If you go one step further, it will be the Grandmaster Realm that transcends mortals!
A hundred meters below the hut, a figure climbed up against the cold wind. Every step he took would sink deep into the thick snow, but every step was extremely steady. Although his movements were neither urgent nor slow, but he took one step and passed a distance of more than ten meters. This method was simply the legendary shrinking of the ground into an inch.
Sensing the arrival of a visitor, the rushing river on Zhai Xuanjing's body suddenly stirred up, forming a whirlpool above his head. Above the cyclone, the steaming mist vaguely revealed a large bird with spread wings and flying into the sky. But this illusion only existed for a moment. The next moment, the cyclone surged towards the top of Zhai Xuanjing's lens, and the billowing tide finally poured into Zhai Xuanjing's body.
At the same time that Zhai Xuanjing opened his eyes, the bamboo door of the hut was gently pushed open. Zhai Xuanjing frowned. He didn't like such an unruly person.
"Uncle! I'm back!"
Because the bamboo door was pushed open, a wave of wind and snow rushed in, drowning the man's figure, but Zhai Xuanjing heard the familiar voice at once.
"Sun Long?"
After the wind that blew into the hut dissipated, a young man wearing a white fox fur appeared in front of Zhai Xuanjing. It was Sun Long, the fourth direct descendant of the sect leader who had not returned after traveling down the mountain for several years.
In today's world, someone has given him a name: Walker.
Sun Long's complexion is dark, which may be related to his travel experience over the years, but his face is still delicate, his facial features are three-dimensional, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is like a sculpture, which has always been there.
Sun Long saluted Zhai Xuanjing respectfully, and the displeasure between Zhai Xuanjing's brows slowly dissipated. Although this disciple is a direct descendant of the sect master, he grew up in the Holy Sect. Several elders watched him grow up, especially Zhai Xuanjing, who had the closest relationship with him.
"Uncle, the boy is back!" Sun Long stood up and took out something from behind with a smile.
"You kid, you're finally back!" Zhai Xuanjing stood up and cursed angrily with a smile: "It's been seven years since I left. I don't know that I'm old, uncle. I have to be buried anytime and anywhere. You kid don't know how to respect me." old!"
With a stern tone and a smile on his lips, he finally took the item handed over by Sun Long and looked at it carefully, his smile became even brighter.
In the entire Holy Sect, Sun Long was the only one who could see the stern Zhai Xuanjing smiling so brightly.
"These are some Taoist classics that I found when I was traveling. Unfortunately, they are all fragments." Sun Long said with a smile.
Zhai Xuanjing has been practicing Taoism since he was young, not Taoist exercises, but mental methods. He has cultivated his body and mind for a long time, so that he still has black hair and black beard at the age of eighty, and looks like he is in his early forties.
"I guess you are serious. When you come back today, have you gone to see your master?" Zhai Xuanjing asked pointedly.
Sun Long shook his head and said righteously: "Of course I came to see my uncle first!"
Zhai Xuanjing smiled even more when he heard this, and could hardly help stroking his beard and laughing.
Sun Long and Zhai Xuanjing then talked about his travels over the years. He traveled almost all over the world, went deep into the sea to the east, and landed on the island of Japan. It was still an era when heroes were divided, and there was an entanglement between the daimyo and the shogunate. Although bushido was prevalent, But the foundation is too poor, resulting in no strong ones.
Sun Long traveled to Japan Island for less than a year before leaving.
This time he had just returned from the west. Zhai Xuanjing was somewhat surprised to learn from Sun Long that the land in the far west that the Han people considered, after the boundless desert, was actually another vast land, and there was a powerful country there. , comparable to Zhengyang.
Sun Long's speech was so drooling that Zhai Xuanjing listened to Sun Long's story with a gentle expression. He was more concerned about Sun Long's insights along the way. He ignored the Japanese shogunate's war and the power of Western countries. As an eighty-year-old man, his lifespan has far surpassed the country's average, and his view of worldly affairs has reached a transcendent level.
All he cares about now is self-cultivation and the disciple in front of him.
Sun Long told the story for an hour, which made Zhai Xuanjing feel very relieved, but at the last moment, Sun Long's words caused Zhai Xuanjing's expression to change drastically.
"You...the old man Yuchi Xizhong asked you to say these words?" Zhai Xuanjing's expression changed from a gentle smile to an icy frost in an instant.
Sun Long was not affected at all, and still had a smile on his face, and said: "Uncle, no matter who said this, I just want to ask, are you willing to help me?"
Zhai Xuanjing was silent for a long time, and Sun Long didn't speak either, just waiting for Zhai Xuanjing's answer.
Outside the hut, the cold wind howled, but inside the hut, there was silence.
Night falls, Holy Sect
Sun Long and Yan Chun sat across the table, and Yan Chun looked excited.
"Brother, you are finally back!"
Sun Long said helplessly: "Okay, you have repeated this sentence no less than ten times. I am back, but don't be too happy. I will leave soon, and the affairs of the sect still have to rely on you. Stay!"
The smile on Yan Chun's face quickly dissipated, and he said helplessly: "It's better to be a senior brother. Let the junior brother do all the work that the senior brother doesn't want to do."
Sun Long laughed and comforted: "Okay, don't complain to me. Even if I want to do your job, the master will not rest assured to give it to me! Among the several brothers, the three in front are too old. There is a generation gap with us. Junior brother is the youngest and doesn’t like to play with our group. You and I have the best relationship. I came back from this trip and brought you a gift."
Yan Chun's eyes immediately flashed.
Sun Long took out a booklet from behind and handed it to Yan Chun. When Yan Chun saw the name on the book, his face suddenly fell.
"Brother, where did you get this?"
Sun Long said with a smile: "I went down the mountain to travel, and when I came back I found that there was a list of the top 100 masters in the world. Judging from my experience, the contents in this booklet are actually very realistic, except for some of the top 100 masters in the world. The speculation about the cultivation level is a bit exaggerated, but the rest is very accurate. I thought the sect might need this, so I brought it back. Why, is there anything wrong with it?"
Yan Chun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There is nothing wrong with it. There is nothing wrong with the top 100 master list itself. But senior brother, do you know who compiled this list?"
Sun Long asked curiously: "Oh, junior brother, do you know who compiled the list?"
Yan Chun put the book aside with a smile and said, "That's your junior brother, Liu Xin!"
Sun Long was even more surprised: "This little guy has never been down the mountain a few times, how can he know so clearly..."
Sun Long suddenly paused, slapped his thigh and said, "I know, it's the secret investigation team!"
Yan Chun nodded and said: "Not only that, but also Xuesheng, the young master of the evil sect."
Sun Long showed a look of surprise: "It turns out that he is still there, so the evil sect is probably involved. The two top intelligence organizations in Jianghu and Jianghu have joined forces. No wonder this thing is so accurate."
Yan Chun said: "Yes, so senior brother, although your gift is good, but...everyone in the sect already has one copy. I advise you to keep it for yourself. Maybe you will get another copy." "
Sun Long laughed and shook his head helplessly.
"I came back this time mainly to see you, and then I will be on my way again." Sun Long drank wine and said with emotion: "When you have seen the scenery of the world, you will no longer want to leave the world of mortals."
After another glass of wine, with a slight odor of alcohol, Sun Long smiled casually and said, "Let me tell you about the outside world."
Yan Chun listened quietly. Sun Long's reputation as a traveler resounded throughout the world. Everyone in the world knew that he had broad knowledge. Yan Chun was also very curious about the experience of his senior brother.
Sun Long said: "I just came back from the west. In that place, there are yellow-haired people everywhere. The people there have yellow hair, blue eyes, and lush body hair, just like monkeys. Well, they are the ones who have not completely shed their hair. Seed! I call this phenomenon atavism. They all eat raw meat, half-cooked, dripping with blood, and the more so, the happier they eat!"
"You are a savage if you drink blood with your hair!" Yan Chun was greatly surprised. He did not expect that there were savages in this world. The key is that these savages actually formed a kingdom!
"That's right, they drink blood like hair!" Sun Long affirmed, and then he continued: "Although they are no different from savages in terms of eating, in other aspects, Zhengyang is more like savages than them!"
"What? Impossible! I, Zhengyang, am the country of China and the core of the world!" Yan Chun did not agree with Sun Long's words, and even looked down upon Sun Long's words that made others' ambitions destroy his own prestige.
But Sun Long didn't care. What he saw and encountered was beyond the imagination of an ordinary person like Yan Chun, and it wasn't even possible.
That's a myth, to them.
Sun Long lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, and then stopped worrying about the topic. Yan Chun's mood quickly calmed down, and he apologized. The two drank and talked as before, but Yan Chun always felt that he and his senior brother had no time for each other. Suddenly there was an extra layer, an invisible barrier.
After the wine was over and the dishes were cold, Sun Long and Yan Chun said goodbye. Before leaving, Sun Long seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "Where have all the disciples in the sect gone? None of my junior brothers can be found. Disciple There is no one at the hall, have all the current generation disciples gone down the mountain to practice?"
Yan Chun was slightly drunk. There was no need to hide these things from the sect leader's direct disciples, so he told Sun Long the resolutions of the Elder Council and some measures. After hearing this, Sun Long smiled meaningfully and said "Yan Chun" Incomprehensible words:
"My master finally did something right."
One day later, Sun Long drove a carriage slowly toward Shanxi.
"Uncle, is my speed okay?" Sun Long waved his riding whip, but it hit the sky and made a snapping sound. The horse in front heard the movement behind him and sped up a little.
Zhai Xuanjing, who had closed his eyes and meditated in the carriage, had no reaction. Sun Long didn't take it seriously. He knew that his uncle had entered samadhi. Although the former was old, his body and bones were stronger than those of ordinary middle-aged people. The bumps and bumps naturally don't matter, so I don't even bother to reply to him.
Sun Long smiled and continued to whip his whip in the air, feeling very good.
Since he recovered his memory, he has been in a good mood. If he can invite his uncle out, then his next goal will probably go smoothly.
Along the way of martial arts, one must strengthen one's body, and the best among them have physical qualities that transcend ordinary bodies. However, Qi and blood can be enhanced through practice, but the spirit, one of the spirits, will slowly decline with age and time, which is unavoidable.
Therefore, top masters like Zhai Xuanjing, although powerful, can't take action without taking action. As they get older, every time they take action, they will lose a certain amount of 'god', and the most direct result is a shortened life span.
A few days later, Luoshen Villa in Taiyuan Prefecture, Jiangxi Province.
In addition to the major sects in the world, there are eight major surnames and eight forces with families as inheritance units. Although they are not as powerful as the major sects, their background is not much worse than those sects.
Among them, Luoshen Villa is not only a sect force, but also one of the eight major surnames. The ancestors of Luoshen Villa had a female general who made great achievements in battle. She was known as the female war goddess at that time, and the emperor personally gave her the name Luoshen.
Subsequent generations have existed in the form of families. Before the emergence of Emperor Wu City, Luoshen Villa was the strongest family in the martial arts world. Luoshen Villa was the best at using guns and had strong personal force. At the same time, it also had a very good relationship with the court. The children of Luoshen Villa's Dugu family Many served in the military.
Today, the owner of Luoshen Villa, Dugu Shidao, is close friends with the God of War Zhengyang and First Marshal Wu Guogong Zhu Guangxiao. Luoshen Villa is a well-known presence in the world and in the court.
At noon that day, the weather was not too hot, and the carriage stopped under the shade of a tree a mile away from Luoshen Villa.
Sun Long walked back from the direction of Luoshen Villa with an embarrassed look on his face. When he came to the carriage, before he could speak, he heard Zhai Xuanjing in the carriage ask:
"Didn't you swear before you went that we would be treated with the highest standards of hospitality when you come into the village? Why are you the only one coming back? Could it be that they still need time to prepare for the highest standards of hospitality?"
If Sun Long hadn't known that his uncle had a fickle temper and wasn't deliberately teasing him, he would have dug his toes into the ground right now.
Sun Long touched his nose in embarrassment, twitched and said: "That sect looks down upon others and didn't even let me in. If I can't see Master Dugu, the so-called courtesy will no longer exist."
Zhai Xuanjing seemed to have some understanding and asked, "Is this the case with Master Dugu?"
Sun Long nodded outside the carriage, regardless of whether the people inside the carriage could see it.
However, Zhai Xuanjing seemed to sense Sun Long's movements. He was silent for a long time and then said: "Since you don't want to expose your identity, there is no point in taking the right path."
After Zhai Xuanjing guessed Sun Long's intention, he understood that Sun Long could not reveal his identity as a disciple of the Holy Sect, otherwise he would have been invited in just now. Although the current leader in the world is Emperor Wu City, it is at the physical level and the spiritual level. How can a rising star like Emperor City compare with the Holy Sect, which has been inherited for more than three hundred years. Shengzong was already the leader of the world in the previous dynasty!
Sun Long asked curiously: "Uncle, what do you mean?"
Zhai Xuanjing said solemnly: "Since Dugu Master is the same, since you have a secret message, you can definitely persuade him! If you can't go the right way, just break in. As long as you see Dugu Master in person, all problems will be solved. "
Sun Long hummed. He actually had this idea in his heart, but he couldn't ignore the rules in front of his uncle. After all, although he had a good relationship with his uncle since childhood, some old people would become a little stubborn when they get older. Thought, it would be good if I poked my uncle's reverse scale.
"Uncle, wait a moment, I'll be back soon!"
There was no movement in the carriage. Sun Long used his body skills. His nickname given by the Jianghu people was Walker. His body skills and skills were naturally top-notch. He bypassed the periphery of Luoshen Villa and broke directly into the core, but no one noticed it yet.
Luoshen Villa occupies a huge area. Whenever the disciples of Luoshen Villa gain military exploits, they will repay the villa. Because it is a family business, there is more and more land. As a result, hundreds of hectares of land here are the legal fiefdom of Luoshen Villa.
If you hold this in your hands and speculate on the land, it will be prosperous. You can build several projects! Sun Long murmured in his heart. The 'revived' memories in his mind made him feel confused from time to time, and he would have strange thoughts like this.
Holding his breath and concentrating his mind, Sun Long cleared away the unnecessary distractions, raised his inner strength, and headed inwards.
Half an hour later, Sun Long had almost exhausted his internal energy, and it was too much for his Dacheng realm cultivation. He finally arrived at the retreat place of Dugu Shidao, which was rumored by the outside world.
Luoshen Pool
This is the birthplace of Luoshen Villa, the ancestral home of the female war goddess. There is a small pool here, which was later renamed Luoshen Pool in commemoration.
Dugu Shidao was near the Luoshen Pond. Sun Long was very lucky. When he saw the Luoshen Pond, he also saw the farmyard beside the Luoshen Pond.
It should be there!
Sun Long went directly to the door of the yard and knocked on the wooden door on the wooden fence outside the yard.
"Hello, is anyone home?"
...
"Hello, is anyone home? Can I come in?"
...
"Hello!"
While Sun Long was speaking, he was suddenly startled and turned around suddenly. He saw an old man in linen clothes holding fishing tackle and a bamboo basket hanging on his waist, looking at Sun Long with an indifferent expression.
The latter didn't speak, and Sun Long didn't know what to say for a moment. The other party quietly appeared behind him. He only felt it when the other party came within ten meters of him, so he was greatly shocked.
At this moment, Sun Long could not think of anyone else who could achieve such a level of cultivation except the owner of Luoshen Villa, so he bowed down respectfully: "I have seen the senior and junior Holy Sect, Sun Long!"
Hearing the word Shengzong, Dugu Shidao's eyes were filled with fluctuations. He asked in a calm tone: "What do you want from me?"
Sun Long raised his head and looked at Master Dugu with piercing eyes. The ambition and excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed: "Junior, come and ask the senior to come out!"
Dugu Shidao looked at Sun Long indifferently.
Sun Long grinned and said the same words that Zhai Xuanjing said that day on Tianyun Peak.
Dugu Shidao's expression suddenly changed.
One day later, Dugu Xuanqing, the great-great-grandson of Dugu Shidao and the leader of the young generation of Luoshen Villa today, came to the Luoshen Pool. His face was pale and covered with sweat. He had searched all around the Luoshen Pool, but he could not find his great-grandfather. He originally came to see his grandfather for advice, but he found this result that he couldn't accept.
An hour later, in the main courtyard of Luoshen Villa, Dugu Xuanqing ran all the way, shouting:
"It's not good, my grandfather is missing. It's not good, my grandfather has been abducted!" He was holding a piece of white paper in his hand, which he found on his desk. It was flying in the wind and making a clatter. ring!
[Today is the boy’s birthday. Dear readers, please give me a blessing if you see this. There are a lot of free blessings!
Today I’m not asking for recommendations or collections, you guys should take the initiative to give them, hahaha]
