In the southwest mountains, Li Baoyu returned to the Taoist temple, put down his bald fly whisk, and patted the head of the Taoist boy who followed him. He was quite emotional, but he didn't know how to talk about it for a moment. He just stroked the Taoist boy's bun like a walnut. This caused Tao Tong's eyes to turn white.
"Master, who was that person just now? He seems to be very familiar with you." The Taoist boy had never seen Wu Shuang before, so he felt that this person was very strange. He was obviously familiar with the master in his words, but there was always some indescribable barrier. So he asked ignorantly.
"He is an old friend of mine. He is a very good person, but he is too smart." The old Taoist is really very old. His long eyebrows are drooped, almost reaching the Taoist boy's pink face, which makes him feel a little itchy. Then he smiled softly. For the first time, the old Taoist did not tease the Taoist boy. He smiled so much that his old face was like a daisy blooming, with layers of deep ravines. If it weren't for the fear that there would be no successors to the lineage and that it would arouse great concern, who would be restrained in the world? Although Xiong Hu is old, he still has a young age, and everyone in the world is happy when he is young.
The wind is very biting on the top of the mountain, and there are steep cliffs. Compared with the bright June sun at the foot of the mountain, it is as cold as early winter. Except for old pine and weeds, these tough green plants can grow among the cliffs, leaving little other living things. "Guess, my disciple, whether the red fruit core I just planted here will take root and grow into a graceful fruit tree this year." Tao Tong shook his head. Although he is still young, Tao Tong is smart and smart. After some consideration, he replied: "It must not be possible. The red fruit tree is delicate and extremely difficult to grow. If placed in a place like this, it will definitely rot in the soil and cannot survive."
Li Baoyu nodded when he heard the words, "You are right, but once the delicate body is given the opportunity to change its appearance, it may not be possible." After saying this, the old Taoist priest made the Taoist hand seal, and with a flash of white light, the red fruit disappeared into the rock.
The old Taoist smiled, and on the cliff, a green bud quietly emerged from the fruit core.
"I also want my descendants to roam the world."
"Two trees are planted in the peaceful world, the yin and yang diagram of young fish, and the feather sword of young tigers and wild goose."
The Taoist boy raised his head and said, "The fish in the stream at the foot of the mountain are delicious, but what is this Yin-Yang diagram? I have never heard of it." The old Taoist was stunned when he heard the sound, and laughed dumbly, "Actually, it is quite delicious. Come back, Master I’ll find you two slices to try.”
"okay."
An old man and a young man are both extremely greedy. An old man and a young man both have a Taoist charm.
After taking the snake orchids for a while, Yun Zhong finally woke up. This time, his dream was extremely long, and he could especially remember the movement of the veins. But after the veins, he saw nothing again. Even he himself was confused and could not remember.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Wu Shuang regulating his breath, with an extremely ugly face. Helping people sort out their inner Qi was extremely damaging to their spirit. In addition, Wu Shuang could not clearly see the width and direction of the meridians, so he had to rely on his feelings to protect his acupoints. Luck helped to get rid of the evil spirits. Poison, the body that is already injured at this moment, the energy and spirit have fallen to the bottom. At this moment, there is no time to take care of it. The inner energy is transferred to the injured area, temporarily suppressing the meridians.
"Are you feeling better?" Wu Shuang asked before Yun Zhong could speak, but his eyes were still closed and his tone was calm.
"It seems that there is no serious problem. Master, are you always injured?" Yun Zhong looked at the green lines on his chest, which had turned from green to red. He thought that it would take a few days to return to normal. Then he asked with concern, and at the same time he felt sad in his heart. Shen, along the way, he knew Wu Shuang's basic skills well. Even a spirit like Old Snake who could change freely knew Wu Shuang's name. He could forcefully receive hundreds of fists from Yan Si Guan and not move at all. Not to mention that he was the best in the world. I'm afraid they are almost the same. How could he be injured to the point of turning pale? Moreover, this person's real body has not moved, and his means of hurting people are just a group of black and white poisonous cicadas. This level of cultivation really surprised Yun Zhong.
"How can that man's poisonous cicada be so easy to deal with? He has all the strange poisons in the world at his fingertips. How can he have wasted his reputation? I wouldn't be in such a mess if I had gone back ten years, but now I am really stretched and unable to withstand it." Wu Shuang He shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise. According to his calculation, although the poisonous cicada the young man dealt with was young, the poison was quite deep. It penetrated into the divine court and pointed directly at the spiritual platform. If he wanted to return to normal, at least He had to lie down for several days, and he certainly shouldn't have recovered so quickly.
After a long while, Wu Shuang, who looked better, finally said: "Use my natal sword to practice some sword moves with me.
The young man was stunned, but Wu Shuang ignored him and handed the natal sword to Yun Zhong without saying a word.
Wu Shuang's natal sword is extremely simple. Usually, some famous and wealthy knights are willing to leave a tassel on the hilt of the sword, which is fluttering and looking very chic. There are also some powerful and powerful disciples who are very particular about matching swords. It is more detailed. The sword has a cloud pattern, the hilt is mixed with gold and silver, and the scabbard is decorated with pearls and jade. It is hung on the gold and jade girdle, and the sword is like a wind god like jade. On the other hand, Wu Shuang's natal sword has a brown leather scabbard with no decoration, which is extremely ordinary. Yun Zhong drew out his sword and felt cold light radiating from it. However, apart from the fact that the sword was extremely sharp, there were still no moire patterns or inscriptions on it, it was just flat and smooth.
The young man took a stance and walked away with his sword. However, for some unknown reason, several subtle sword energies emerged from the sword, cutting off the giant trees surrounding the Cage Forest. Although they were as thin as catkins, the sword's intention was still there. It was very domineering, as if the breasted leopard opened its eyes, and the first thing it did was howl in the forest.
I see. Wu Shuang secretly sighed in his heart. The old Taoist Li Baoyu had previously used a hairpin to compete with a sword, and lent him a sword energy from afar, in order to relieve the young man from temporary difficulties and use it to deal with the poisonous cicada's siege. However, he never thought that the sword energy and sword intention were all inherited by the young man, and he accidentally broke through the shackles of the divine court. This is not over yet. The meridians of the young man under the divine court are intermittent and open. This time, they are widened by the extremely domineering sword energy. Originally, only the inner energy like gossamer can pass through, but now it can be accessed without any hindrance. This sword energy is not coming from the young man, but the remnant of the old sword energy in the meridians, which will be dissipated at this moment.
It turns out that it was not an accident that the young man had such difficulty in moving his qi, but that he was not suitable for the path of spiritual cultivation. The meridians in his body were not smooth, so it was difficult to break through the acupuncture points of each large orifice, and the crux of the internal qi disorder was revealed. , so that the explanation can be made clear.
"Master, why is this?" Yun Zhong didn't understand the beauty of it. He just had a dream. He never thought about any surprising changes. He just stared blankly at the threads rising from the sword body. The remaining sword energy is beyond comprehension.
"Yin Yang Diagram, how could I forget this?" Wu Shuang shook his head, with a rather annoyed look on his face, "Don't worry, it will be of no harm to you, but it's a pity that Niubi's life span will be shortened. A piece of it. In the early years, he had access to a lot of wine and wine treasures, but he insisted on arranging everything. He once said that he would go to my mountain to wreak havoc one day and ask for it back with interest. His face was really like a stingy businessman. But how can you be so generous now, it makes me a little bit at a loss."
"Fourth brother, you have to remember, this is such a great favor, never forget to return it to others in the future."
The swordsman with wide robes and long sleeves sighed deeply, took out the talisman paper with the wine gourd drawn on it from his sleeve, and looked at it for a long time.
ps. Every time I post a post, I feel heartbroken. . . How to prepare for next month’s full attendance!
