Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi is a holy land with evergreen mountains all year round, meandering Shangqing River, splashing waterfalls and shrouded mist, just like a fairyland.
Tianmen Mountain is the main hall of Longhu Mountain. The mountain is high and steep, and the buildings are towering. Ziyan Hall, Ziyun Hall, and Ziying Hall are distributed among the peaks, forming the shape of three stars arching over the moon. From a distance, you can see the fairy spirit curling up and dragons and tigers soaring. It is really a famous place in the world.
The Shangqing River is crystal clear, with swarms of fish and shrimps. The bamboo poles are tapping gently, and a bamboo raft is drifting with the current. Standing on the bow of the boat was a young man in civilian clothes, standing with his hands behind his back, thinking deeply. Further ahead is the Tianmen Mountain Ferry, where there are crowds of people, looking up and down, and the young people look very nervous.
When the bamboo rafts reached the ferry, someone stepped forward to guide them. At the end of the long plank road, a middle-aged Taoist priest sat in the middle. He had sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, and was not angry or intimidating. He was a great master, a well-known figure in the world, and the real master of the Tianshi Sect. The twenty-fourth generation Celestial Master Zhang Qingyang.
What a battle it was today, it actually required the Celestial Master to appear in person, accompanied by several hall masters. It was really a rare and grand occasion. While everyone was whispering, the young man came ashore and stood there at a loss.
At this time, an old man stepped forward and asked the young man to hold his arm. There was a bright red heart-shaped birthmark on it. A person next to Tianshi stood up and slapped the case, "It's exactly this birthmark. It's unmistakable. It must be him. His facial features are very similar to those of my fourth brother!"
This is Zhang Qinglan, the head of Ziying Palace, who has a hot temper and is extremely cheerful. The Heavenly Master motioned for him to sit down and wait for the rest of the story.
The old man talked quietly with the young man, and the young man took out a purple and gold hollow sign with a lifelike dragon and tiger fighting on it. The old man turned to the Heavenly Master and showed his eyes. The Heavenly Master remained calm and gently nodded. Someone presented a red sandalwood tray with a snow-white paper talisman inside.
The Heavenly Master cut his fingertip with a dagger and dripped blood on it. The young man followed suit. Their blood gathered on the talisman and was slowly absorbed. Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes, waiting for the mystery to be revealed.
For a moment, the red light of the paper talisman flashed, getting stronger and stronger, burning like a flame. The old man was overjoyed and saluted the Heavenly Master, "Congratulations, Heavenly Master, after passing the 'parent-child talisman' test, this person is your long-lost nephew, there is no doubt!"
The crowd roared with joy and surrounded the young man. The Heavenly Master could not restrain his excitement, his eyes were filled with tears, "I have a soul in heaven. Today I finally found your lost flesh and blood. I have no regrets, silly brother!"
He shook the young man's shoulders and said, "Today you recognize your ancestor and return to your clan. Find your original name, Zhang Danyang. My uncle will teach you well!"
The Heavenly Master suddenly changed the topic, "Where is your mother now?"
The young man looked bleak, "My mother has been gone since I can remember. I have been wandering around, wandering in the world..."
The Heavenly Master sighed, "Everything is over, just come back!" He raised his arms and shouted, "Today we drank the reunion wine, we are the disciples of my Heavenly Master sect. We respect and love each other and will never leave!"
Someone brought a wine glass, and the young man drank it all in one gulp...
Zhang Danyang entered the mountain gate surrounded by everyone. In front of him was an old Taoist with a white beard who was cleaning the steps, carefully and meticulously, with no intention of giving way. Tianshi took the lead to pull over and everyone passed by from both sides.
The old Taoist didn't even raise his head, and just sighed: "Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, extreme joy brings sorrow!"
The voice was not loud, but it was very harsh. When the Heavenly Master frowned, Zhang Qinglan immediately jumped up and said, "You are an old man who talks nonsense and is disrespectful to the Heavenly Master. What crime should you do?"
The old Taoist ignored him and continued to sweep the floor. Zhang Qinglan was about to continue to have an attack, but the Tianshi stopped him and asked everyone to leave. The lively scene ended unhappy.
The Heavenly Master sat down in the main hall, his face as dark as water, leaving only Zhang Qingjing, the head of Ziyan Hall, who was calm, experienced and very reliable.
"Senior brother, Lao Qintou speaks freely, you don't have to worry about it!"
The Heavenly Master shook his head, "His words reminded me of the hundred-year catastrophe predicted by Master, and I felt a little uneasy!"
Zhang Qingjing was surprised, "Are you afraid that all this is related to Shan Yang's return?"
"Yes, even though he is a direct descendant, we have no idea what he has been through since he has been away from us for so many years, so we have to guard against him!"
"Senior brother, I put 'Li Gong San' in the wine he drank. He didn't react at all. I'm sure he's not incapacitated. You can rest assured!"
The Heavenly Master thought for a moment and then ordered: "It is also in line with my late brother's wish to assign him to Ziyun Hall to learn the 'Xiantian Gangqi'."
Ziyun Peak is a beautiful mountain surrounded by waterfalls. The person in charge is a disciple of the same generation, Zhang Shanyi, who is an outstanding young talent. After the apprentice brother saw the ceremony, Shan Yi led him to the main hall, where all the disciples, dressed in white, were meditating and practicing Qi. The principals were introduced one by one and greeted each other.
Suddenly, a chuckle came to my ears, "To congratulate Junior Brother on your return, I will give you a nickname, Xigui, and I will call you Little Turtle from now on!"
Everyone snickered, Shan Yi's face sank, "Junior sister, don't make fun of junior brother!"
Shan Yang turned around and looked at the girl with long hair like a waterfall, beautiful eyes and a smile. He seemed to be in a state of infatuation, her expression frozen on her face...
At dusk, Zhang Danyang stood on the top of Xianshui Rock. The cliffs were red and a waterfall hung in Qianchuan. He whispered a spell, and a black vortex emerged from the brown stone on the edge of the cliff, and Mr. Ma came slowly dressed in black.
"It's been a long time since I've seen the light of day. I'm really dizzy. It's so embarrassing to be a ghost general!" After complaining, Lao Ma stretched himself and said seriously: "You summoned me just one day ago. Do you want to quit?"
Shan Yang had a gloomy face and said coldly: "You already knew that you deliberately led me into the situation?"
"I know that person is Cheng'er. She was a demon in her previous life and had to go through nine tribulations before she could become a real person. And the tribulation of thunder in this life is the most dangerous. Hey, let her go! If you want to give up, I can only Keep your promise.”
Shan Yang was so angry that his face was livid, but he was speechless.
"I will tell the 'Buhuang' that he has entrusted an inhumane person with nothing to do. As for Cheng'er? Will he be wiped out in ashes? Or his soul will be scattered? Everything depends on God's will."
Shan Yang gritted his teeth and uttered a few words: "You are so shameless!"
Lao Ma smiled and said, "What is shameless? The debts you committed in your previous life need to be repaid in this life. All of them are engraved on the 'Cauldron of Fate' and you cannot hide from them. If you regret it, leave immediately and leave it to your fate. Let her go." Bar!"
"You know, for Cheng'er, there is no way I will back down!"
"That's great! My old horse is enjoying the benefits. 'Buhuang' owes me a big favor. I have to go back and think about how he can repay it?"
"I need power, the stronger the better, and superpowers? You promised me."
Mr. Ma pointed to his head again and answered the question, "Everything depends on this. Remember that time, when the thunder comes, everything will be wiped out..."
The old horse left, and Zhang Danyang returned gloomily. Along the way, there was smoke from cooking, the sound of dogs barking, the setting sun was like fire, and the sky was full of colorful clouds, but he had no intention of enjoying it. When he returned to Ziyun Hall, Zhang Shanyi was waiting, "Master Uncle Ziying Hall has sent a message. He has specially prepared wine and food to entertain you. Let's set off immediately."
Shan Yang was in a depressed mood and had no appetite at all. Shan Yi smiled and said: "It's inevitable that you will be a little angry when you first return to the master. Everything will be fine."
We drank until midnight, and we were tipsy. We walked back into the night and talked all the way.
"Senior brother, why are the principals of the other palaces all senior uncles, but our Ziyun Palace is different?"
Shan Yi said: "This is a long story, and it has something to do with you, junior brother. Our Tianshi sect has four halls. The First Qi Hall of Ziyun Hall majors in 'Xiantian Gang Qi'; the Second Blade Hall of Ziying Hall majors in martial arts. There are two sects, the 'Mountain-moving Mace' and the 'Devil-Suppressing Sword'; the three methods of Zirou Hall are divided into talisman method, formation method and alchemy method; and the Ziqing Hall of Tianmen Mountain is called Siquantang, which gathers the key disciples of each hall and learns from each other's strengths. The best of the best.”
"The hall masters of these four halls have always been disciples of the sect, and our Yiqitang is no exception. Its hall master is none other than your father, Master Zhang Qingzheng. However, fifteen years ago, during the civil war, the hall master died in battle. The Heavenly Master was grieved. In the heart, there has never been a new hall master, and it is all controlled by disciples of the same generation."
"Excuse me, senior brother, what specific civil strife happened in the past fifteen years?"
"I heard that there was a disciple in Yiqitang who went crazy while practicing kung fu, harmed his fellow disciples, and called himself 'Destroy the Tribulation'. In the end, the old Heavenly Master personally took action and killed him. It was also a major event that shocked the world at that time."
"I never expected that our Yiqitang would have such outstanding disciples!"
Shan Yi heard the words and said seriously: "He is a demon, not worthy of respect, not to mention that he has a grudge against you for killing your father. 'Innate Gang Qi' must be upright, otherwise it is easy to go astray."
He had arrived at Ziyun Hall while he was talking, and he held Shan Yang's shoulders, "My brother and I felt so cordial that we talked so much without knowing it. By the way, there is another little secret. According to rumors, there is a fifth person in our Tianshi sect. The hall is like a shadow guarding Longhu Mountain. It will not appear until it is in danger. It is called the 'shadow hall'..."
The morning bell rang the next day and all the disciples had morning classes. Zhang Danyang put on his white Taoist robe and looked elegant. Senior sister Yu Cheng stood nearby, sometimes flipping her long hair and moving her eyes, which affected Shan Yang's nerves. He didn't listen at all to what the senior brother in charge said.
After morning class, Yu Cheng stopped him and said, "Senior Brother in charge just gave instructions. You have just started, and the chaos has not yet begun. You need to start from scratch. I am your teacher and will guide you to get started. You have to work hard!"
For several days in a row, when the morning sun rose, the two of them meditated on Xianshui Cliff, exchanging old things and absorbing new ones. Yu Cheng sometimes got angry and reprimanded loudly, "Junior brother, 'your heart is as motionless as Mount Tai, and your mind is like white clouds.' You are full of distracting thoughts and find it difficult to calm down. You are unable to appreciate the realm of innate Qi."
Shan Yang gradually mastered the key points and made rapid progress. Yu Cheng was delighted, "Junior brother is indeed a direct descendant of the bloodline and is very talented. Given time, he will definitely be promoted to Si Quan Tang and become the arrogant one in the world."
After she finished praising her, her eyes suddenly dimmed.
Shan Yang observed his words and asked softly: "Senior sister seems to have something on her mind?"
Yu Cheng's eyes radiated with light, "I must become stronger. I want to enter the Siquan Hall and become the most outstanding disciple of the Tianshi Sect!"
On this day, Shan Yang came half an hour early, and the sky was dark. He raised his head to gaze at the star statues, and then used stones to form an innate Bagua deduction. Looking along the direction, there seemed to be black air surging in the sea of clouds. Just one look, It's chilling.
What's hidden there? Why is it so disturbing? He calmed down and wanted to deduce it again. Suddenly, a strong wind passed behind his head...
