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Half a day is just a blink of an eye for those who practice martial arts.
But on this day, for most Wudang people, the day seemed to be extremely long. The sun set, and the setting sun was like blood, being swallowed up by the earth bit by bit.
Darkness began to cover the world, stars appeared in the sky, and a bright moon rose.
In front of the Qingyang Hall, Su Qinian, who stood quietly with his hands behind his hands for a long time, finally opened his eyes.
Fatty Qingye, Jinggu, Li Qinghe, Bu Nian, etc. all stood in front. The veteran craftsman grabbed a jar of old wine and threw it over in the air. Su Qinian grabbed it in his hand, looked at everyone, and then slapped open the mud.
At the same time, everyone except the little girl grabbed the wine jar that had been prepared in front of them and slapped the seal away.
"This first sip of wine is a tribute to the sages and ancestors of my Qingyang Peak lineage!"
Su Qinian poured out the wine jar, and a stream of wine fell in front of the Qingyang Hall, soaking into the green bricks and mud.
"Sacrifice the sages and ancestors of past generations!"
Everyone drank together, the wine jar in their hands tipped over, and streams of wine poured down, and the strong fragrance overflowed.
This time, there was no trace of regret on Fatty Qingye's face, nor was he usually free and uninhibited. His eyes were solemn and his expression was solemn.
"Second sip of wine! Pay homage to the soldiers of our human race who have died in battles all over the world and the sages of the martial arts!"
Su Qinian took another sip of wine, and Qing Ye and others were shocked, with nostalgia in their eyes. Without these people who passed away, there would be no peace and tranquility in the Han Dynasty. Even if there were monsters appearing from time to time, compared with the darkness before the founding of the Han Dynasty, The years have improved a lot.
"Third sip of wine!"
Su Qinian looked around and shouted: "The gate of Qingyang Peak is standing!"
This shout surged up like thunder, tearing apart the dark clouds above Qingyang Peak. Stars appeared all over the sky, the Milky Way was bright and the stars were shining brightly.
Even, this sound turned into tangible ripples, with Qingyang Peak as the center, sweeping across the entire Wudang Mountain.
The gate of Qingyang Peak is established!
This sound echoed across the heaven and earth, making many outer courtyard disciples shocked. How deep the inner family's true energy could spread so far.
Some of the disciples who entered the house, and even the Taoist deacons, changed their expressions. Such a method is not only as simple as the inner family's deep Qi, but also contains the understanding of the origin. Only with the help of the origin of heaven and earth can we use the Qi to urge people. Movement, transmitting sound over a long distance.
For example, top Yuan Shen figures, or even outstanding figures in the first-class Hunyuan Realm, can transmit sounds thousands of miles away, and thousands of mountains and rivers can appear as if they are in front of their eyes.
However, these are not important. What is important is that from these few words, we can know the determination of the one on Qingyang Peak. There is a kind of determination that will not change even if the world collapses.
In front of Qingyang Hall.
Qingye and the others were stunned. On the third sip of wine, the gate of Qingyang Peak stood!
What kind of belief is this? There is no doubt at all, and it is immediately determined that Qingyangfeng Mountain is established, and no one or anything can change it.
It was even more domineering and fierce. From this moment of Su Qinian, they finally felt a deep belief in invincibility.
"The gate of Qingyang Peak is standing!"
Seemingly infected by this invincible belief, Qingye and others roared, and with the addition of dozens of handyman Taoists, the voices converged into a torrent, rising into the sky again, as if they were real, dispersing the fine mist high in the sky. , making the sky above Qingyang Peak clearer and as pure as amber.
Um? What's this!
Suddenly, Su Qinian thought. In the ancestral orifice, the spirit body opened its eyes and saw a purple air rising from Qingyang Peak. This purple air was very light, but very thick, rushing into the nine heavens. , submerged into the endless sea of stars.
Somehow, Su Qinian felt that he was more in tune with the earth under his feet. To be precise, he should be more in tune with the Qingyang Peak under his feet, creating a sense of closeness, as if there was some inexplicable connection between them. Continuously, the reasoning remains chaotic.
"Could it be some unpredictable luck?"
Su Qinian secretly thought that he had read many books, whether it was Feng Shui or Formation, they all mentioned the theory of luck. This kind of power in the dark, the trajectory formed invisibly, will affect a person. Even a place, a world, even a dynasty, a period of time has an impact.
The purpose of luck has always been a mystery.
Some people have suggested that luck is also one of the origins of heaven and earth, but in the end no one has understood the way of luck. This has been regarded as a kind of conjecture and was eventually lost in the long river of time.
Tianzhu Peak, Zixiao Palace.
The eyes of Ningdao people moved, and when they saw the purple energy rising from Qingyang Peak in the distance, a strange color appeared in their eyes.
Jinsuo Peak, in the Purple Gold Guanghua Tower, rising and falling in the sea of stars, Jin Guangzhen opened his eyes and frowned. Such strong luck was beyond his imagination.
When you reach the realm of the top soul, you can see many things that are impossible for ordinary martial arts practitioners to see. The understanding of heaven and earth is far beyond what most people can imagine. Therefore, Jin Guangzhen also knows something about luck. Second, the strong luck will often affect the quality of luck. The stronger the luck, generally speaking, the luck will not be much worse.
Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of the Golden Lock Peak Master's mouth. Luck often changes and is greatly affected by external forces.
Bang!
There was a bell ringing, it was the bell of Wudang Tai Chi Bell.
The bell wave is long, like spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently, spreading throughout Wudang Mountain.
Boom!
Then, between the Wudang peaks, there was the sound of earthquakes, the yin and yang energy lingered, there was a crack, the earth cracked, and a simple stone platform rose from the cracks in the ground.
This stone platform has a radius of a hundred feet and is made of unknown materials. Black and white are intertwined to form a yin and yang Tai Chi diagram.
With the energy flowing through the vicissitudes of time, this is the Wudang True Martial Stage, which has existed since the establishment of the Wudang sect. Even the specific year and month have not been recorded.
Zhenwutai appears!
Many people looked excited. Throughout Wudang Mountain, streams of light rushed towards the Zhenwu Platform.
Not to mention the disciples of the outer courtyard, but also the disciples of the various peaks, as long as they were in the mountain and had not gone into retreat, they all came down the mountain. There were also many Taoist deacons and even the Taoist protectors of the various peaks. Many came to reestablish the lineage. This major event, the test of Zhenwutai, is no small matter, and it is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of Wudang.
And soon, many of the disciples who entered the room were shocked. Some elders appeared in the mountains and forests, and they were actually affected and wanted to go and have a look and witness.
However, it is obvious that the re-establishment of a peak and a lineage is of great importance. It is reasonable for the elders who have been sitting in seclusion all year round to come down the mountain. And I am afraid that not long after, the real peak masters of all the peaks and lines will all come together. Appearing, even if it is a Wudang competition held every three years, usually no more than five real peak masters will appear.
Qingyang Palace, in front of Qingyang Palace.
The bright moon rises, the moonlight shines down, Su Qinian holds his head high, half a jar of old wine in his stomach, it seems to turn into a ball of raging fire, sweeping through the internal organs.
boom!
The wine jar shattered at his feet. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body became hot, as if even his blood was showing signs of being ignited.
boom! boom! boom!
One after another, the wine jars were smashed to pieces. As everyone watched, Su Qinian stepped towards the outside of Qingyang Palace.
Under the moonlight, he was dressed in pure white Taoist robes fluttering, with bright gold edges, especially the white hair on his temples, which shone brightly under the moonlight and turned into a silvery white color.
Qingye and others followed and kept a distance. Everyone's eyes were burning and solemn, even solemn.
An invisible general trend is emerging. This is the invisible spirit of everyone intertwining and concluding, forming a huge momentum. Even if you only look at it from a distance, there will be a tremor originating from the soul.
Su Qinian went down the mountain, walked down Qingyang Peak, and walked into the Wudang peaks.
The autumn moon was full, the night was cold, and a thin mist appeared in the air. However, as Su Qinian passed by, all the mist evaporated, as if it had never appeared.
He is like a furnace about to be lit. The invisible light and heat dispel the coldness of the night. As long as you are close to the place around him, you will feel warm, as if you have returned to the days of early summer.
Little fairy, Su Qinian!
On the rocks, in the ancient forest, and in front of the clear stream, people kept seeing Su Qinian's figure. They did not approach him, but watched from a distance as the young man walked towards the Zhenwu Platform with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, where the Zhenwu Platform is located, a bonfire was lit, and countless torches were lit. They flickered and jumped like sparks on the dark mountain forest land. At this moment, the Zhenwu Platform was all around like daylight.
Thousands of people gathered here. Even in the past few days when Su Qinian returned to the mountain, many Wudang disciples from nearby Hubei Province got the news and rushed back to the mountain, hoping to see this man who had been there for the past few months. Here comes the famous Senior Brother of Qingyang Peak Zhangfeng in Chang'an, a new young hero on the Dragon and Tiger List.
coming!
After half a stick of incense, the crowd became commotion, and an invisible passage separated, revealing a deep ancient forest, and a figure wearing a pure white Taoist robe with gold inlay came out of the darkness.
This is a young man who looks a bit delicate, about sixteen or seventeen years old, but his hair is as gray as snow, and his whole body exudes an aura of vicissitudes of life, like the late sunset.
The young man walked very calmly, calmly and indifferently. As more and more eyes gathered, his expression remained unchanged, his snow-white temple hair fluttered slightly, and he had an indescribable charm.
The ones who showed up later were Qingye and his entourage, including the Taoist Taoist Taoist. Everyone looked solemn. Even the Taoist Taoist Taoist had raised his head that had been hanging low in the mountains. Their spirits gathered and solidified. At this moment, There is an indestructible trend. Even when faced with the gazes of thousands of people, no one shows timidity.
After walking through the passage that was neither long nor short, Su Qinian followed the stone steps in front of the Zhenwu Platform and climbed onto the platform step by step. (Please recommend monthly tickets. Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps! (To be continued.).
