Everyone climbed up the stairs, more than a hundred steps, and they were there in a matter of seconds. At this time, the door of Zhongtian Palace slowly opened, and two Taoist boys stood on both sides. Everyone looked up and saw a plaque with the word "Zhongtian" in flying seal hanging above the main hall. In the middle of the main hall, there was a clay statue of a god about three feet high, sitting cross-legged on a nine-color lotus, solemn and solemn. Under the deity is an incense table. There are three oil lamps on top of the incense table. The wicks are burning, emitting orange light. There is a three-legged incense burner in the middle of the incense table, and the fragrance is rising from the three sticks. A fairy-like style.
In front of the incense table, there is a Taoist sitting cross-legged on the futon. He has white hair and a childish face, wearing a Hunyuan bun and wearing a gray Taoist robe. This Taoist is none other than Taoist Master Qinghao, the head of Qingshan Sect.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan bowed deeply to Taoist Priest Qinghao and said, "Qingxuan has met the head brother."
Yuan Ruo hurriedly pulled Yuan Zhen, and the two of them straightened their clothes and kowtowed to Taoist Qinghao: "Yuan Ruo has met the master." "Yuan Zhen has met the master master."
"Junior brother, excuse me. Is this the disciple whom junior brother is inspired by?" The leader said, slowly stood up and walked towards Yuan Zhen.
"Back to senior brother, yes."
"Sure enough, he is a Taoist." The headmaster stepped forward and took Yuan Zhen's little hand amiably. "Congratulations, junior brother, on your new disciple."
"Senior brother, your eyes are as sharp as a torch." After saying that, Qingxuan looked at the leader.
The headmaster looked around at the two Taoist boys. The two Taoist boys bowed to the headmaster, Qingxuan and others, then closed the palace door and retreated.
Qingxuan paused, "More than a month ago, when I was meditating in the Yuan Mansion of Yanmen County, I felt a vague call from my senior brother. I wonder if this is the case?" Taoist priest Qingxuan asked.
"There is such a thing."
"Very good, very good! Congratulations, senior brother, on your progress in cultivation." Taoist Master Qingxuan said excitedly.
"Yes, it seems that the two of you and I have obtained this fragment because of the great fortune of the Qingshan Sect! A similar situation has been vaguely mentioned in "Qingshan Zongzhi". I just don't know if it has anything to do with this book." The leader also said Slightly excited.
"Master, what's going on?" Yuan Ruo asked confused.
"Yuan Ruo, do you still remember that a few years ago, your uncle Qingxuan and I made an appointment to compete?"
"Master, of course I remember."
"This matter started when we competed in Qinggong -" Head Qinghao recalled.
Three years ago, Taoist Priest Qingxuan and Master Qinghao invited each other to try the light-weight technique on a whim. When they reached the top of Yaoguang Peak and were about to start the competition, Qingxuan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a broken wall, with a short black log inserted into the sloping stone wall. There are still some incomplete glazed tiles on the top of the wall to protect the wall from rain and dew. Driven by curiosity, Qingxuan flew over a piece of rubble and pulled out the short log from the wall.
"Senior brother, what do you think this is?" Qingxuan showed it to the leader.
The leader took the short piece of wood and looked at it carefully. "It's not like wood."
"I don't feel like it either." Qingxuan used his sword to gently scrape the black burnt matter on the surface of the object.
"Senior brother, look, this looks like leather." Qingxuan scraped off a layer and found that yellow and white leather was exposed inside. It looks like tanned animal skin.
"It looks like it was burned by fire. I don't know what it is. Let's compete first and then make a decision after returning to the sect." The leader said.
Qingxuan and the leader began to compete. With things on their minds, the two of them were distracted by their own thoughts as they flew by. By the time Qingxuan reached the top of Tianshu Peak, the leader was already dozens of feet behind.
"Junior brother, return to the sect quickly, I'm afraid this thing has something inside it." The leader and Qing Xuan said after they met at the top of the peak.
After the two returned to the sect, they didn't bother to eat. Qingxuan summoned his second senior brother and hurried into the Zhongtian Hall and found some utensils. The three of them slowly and carefully removed the charcoal from the outside of the skin and found that There is indeed half a roll of leather inside! The leather property is half black and half yellow, it must have been a long time ago. After carefully spreading it out layer by layer, there were actually gold rubbing runes in the shape of small seal scripts on the leather. But the three of you looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded. It turns out that I don’t recognize these words!
"Sure enough, there is something inside, two junior brothers, we three brothers may have to work hard for a while!" the leader said excitedly.
So the leader ordered us to go down and practice Kung Fu behind closed doors with the two elders. The leader's eldest disciple, Taoist Yuan Yu, was temporarily in charge of the sect, and the second elder's eldest disciple, Taoist Yuan Luo, was temporarily in charge of the Sutra Collection Hall. In the following days, the headmaster and his two junior disciples devoted themselves to studying and reading a large number of ancient books. They spent most of their time, but they finally paid off. Half a volume of leather material contains excerpts and translations of hundreds of words. From these hundreds of words, the leader concluded that this was a technique. But it's a pity that it's just a fragment. What's even more pity is that what was destroyed by the fire was the outside, probably the front part. Only the rear part that was not burned remained!
After excerpting and translating, the three discussed it several times, and finally decided that the leader and Taoist Master Qingxuan would try to practice. The two of them could practice together to support each other. Taoist Priest Tsing Yi will not practice for now, just in case something unexpected happens to the leader and Qing Xuan, Taoist Priest Tsing Yi can still support the Qingshan Sect by himself. After all, it is possible that someone like Xiao Xiao fabricated mystical arts to harm the Qingshan Sect.
After the leader and Taoist Qingxuan started practicing, it goes without saying that it was difficult. There were several times when the two of them wanted to give up and stop practicing. If Qingxuan hadn't entered the country a year ago, the two of them would have given up long ago.
When Taoist Qingxuan and his master were practicing, the order of cultivation was very different. The two of them did it intentionally. The leader first practices the residual scroll technique for two hours every night, and then practices the Qingshan Sect's guidance technique for two hours. However, Qingxuan first practiced the Qingshan Sect's guidance technique for two hours, and then practiced the residual scroll technique for two hours. Every day starts at the You hour and ends at the Zi hour. A year ago, Qingxuan was in Haishi and it was midnight at Zishi. Occasionally, he had a sense of foresight. For example, a guest appears at the mountain gate. Another example is the scene of snow falling in front of my eyes. At first, Qingxuan didn't take it seriously. I thought it was caused by lingering thoughts in a calm state. However, in the coming days, they will be confirmed one by one. He told the matter to the leader and Senior Brother Qingyi.
The two senior brothers were also very surprised. They agreed with Taoist Master Qingxuan that when they felt forward-looking again, they would tell the two senior brothers in advance and they would bear witness together. So Qingxuan and the leader continued to practice. Cold comes and summer comes, and summer is here before you know it. One night in the middle of the night, Qingxuan saw another scene when he was in meditation: a small village was being destroyed by a flash flood in a mountain valley a hundred miles away from the northern foot of Daqing Mountain. So he hurriedly finished his work, found Senior Brother Qingyi, and went to Zhongtian Hall to talk to the headmaster and Senior Brother.
After listening to Qingxuan's story, the head brother said: "This is easy to handle. The three of you and I will take some disciples to check it out overnight. If this is true, we can just help the people. The other disciples stayed behind. But it has been sunny these days. , Where did the flash flood come from? It’s very strange.”
"No matter what he does, go check it out first. If nothing happens, just go down the mountain and play." The second senior brother said.
So the three of them immediately called Taoist Priest Yuan Luo, who was the eldest disciple of the second elder.
"Yuan Luo, go quickly and select a dozen disciples of the Yuan and Yu generations who are good at light-body skills and close combat. Each of them only carries a light-weight package, changed into a short sword, and followed the leader and senior brother Qingxuan down the mountain! "The second elder ordered. "Notify other disciples to guard the mountain gate strictly!"
"Yes, master! What's the matter?" Yuan Luo asked.
"In response to the government's request, we went down the mountain to arrest the thief." The second elder said.
"Disciple, go now."
After a while, Yuan Luo gathered fifteen disciples dressed in short clothes in front of Zhongtian Hall.
"Let's go!" The second elder gave the order, and the group of eighteen people used the light body technique and quickly disappeared into the night of Daqing Mountain. In less than half an hour, everyone arrived at the foot of Daqing Mountain, and then walked along the path at the foot of the mountain in a circuitous way towards the northern foot of Daqing Mountain. Strangely enough, an hour later, when we were about to reach the northern foothills, the sky was already covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning. The second senior brother followed behind and said naa-naa: "It seems that what the junior brother said is true. We must speed up and reach the village before it is flooded."
After a while, it started raining heavily.
"Disciples, listen to your orders. The muddy road is inconvenient for you to stay on. Go up the stream and you will stop on the big rocks. Speed up!" The second elder decisively asked everyone to run on the big rocks in the stream.
With the help of Taoist Priest Qingxuan's scattered memories, he passed several villages along the way. An hour later, Qingxuan saw a village. The layout of its houses was very similar to what appeared in Qingxuan's Dingjing, so he concluded that this was it.
"Disciples, stop marching! The rain is so heavy, I'm afraid there will be a flash flood in this village!" Taoist Priest Qingxuan shouted, and after speaking, he looked at the leader and the second senior brother. The two of them slightly nodded in agreement.
Eighteen people stopped to watch. The water under their feet was half a foot deep, so they rushed into the village. The village is not big, with about ten or twenty households scattered on both sides of a mountain col. Everyone knocked on the door of the house at the entrance of the village and found a middle-aged man.
"Brother, we come from Daqing Mountain, a hundred miles south of the village. We are members of the Qingshan Sect. Have you ever heard of the Qingshan Sect?" Yuan Luo said.
The man was sleepy, and when he heard Yuan Luo say he was from Qingshan Sect, he immediately cheered up. He stepped forward and said, "Xiao Ke has met all the Taoist masters! Who knows about the Qingshan Sect? Xiaoke still has distant relatives farming in the Qingshan Sect. Where are you going, Taoist Master, in a hurry? It's raining and windy, and the road is dark and dangerous at night. Don't go there." , come to Humble House and take a break!”.
"Thanks to this big brother, the rain will not stop! May I ask who the village protector is? I'm waiting to see if the rain is too fierce, and a flash flood may be coming!" Yuan Luo said anxiously.
"What a coincidence, Xiao Ke is the village protector. I'm afraid that's not possible. Our Wangjiazhuang is on a higher ground. The hillside at the back is quite gentle. There is a flood discharge gully not far away. I haven't seen a flash flood pass through the village in more than ten years. Yes." The middle-aged man looked suspicious.
"Be careful about sailing the Wannian ship. Don't worry about whether it can or not. Is there any high ground nearby for temporary shelter?" Yuan Luo became anxious.
"Yes, there is. One mile to the west, there is a small hill surrounded by large rocks. It must be relatively solid." The middle-aged man said.
"Very good! Yuan Luo, please hurry up and take the village guards to knock on doors and call for people. Only take some valuables and gather here as soon as possible." The second elder ordered the disciples.
The disciples took the middle-aged man and knocked on several doors nearby to explain their intention. Then several teams were divided into knocking on doors door to door. Around tea time, all the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village with their families, cows and dogs. There were about eighty or ninety people, more than a dozen cows, horses, pigs and dogs, barking wildly, and it was very lively. After the assembly was completed, Yuan Luo asked the middle-aged man to lead the way and took everyone to the small hill. At this time, the rain became more intense, and the disciples and villagers used oil-paper umbrellas to protect several children. The rest of the people and livestock could not be taken care of.
After about a while, I heard a rumbling sound coming from the direction of Wangjiazhuang.
"Yuan Luo, go find out and be careful." The second elder ordered.
"Yes, master." Yuan Luo responded and was about to go.
"Senior brother, I will accompany my nephew." Qingxuan was worried that Yuan Luo would be in danger alone, and wanted to confirm his observations.
The two of them flew up and disappeared into the pouring rain.
"I often hear distant relatives talk about the Qingshan Sect's great martial arts. I'm afraid this is the reincarnation of a god!" The village guard was shocked and dumbfounded when he saw the ghostly figures of the two.
"I want to learn Kung Fu too," "I want to learn Kung Fu too!" Several children completely forgot about the heavy rain and chattered while jumping.
Although it was pouring rain on the one-mile mountain road, the two of them only got up and down in eight or nine steps before reaching the entrance of the village. It was already around Mao hour, and although the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain fell, the scene in the distance could still be seen clearly. I saw that the mountain torrent had poured down halfway up the mountain, rumbled and rolled down rocks, rolling logs, and soil. Farther away, an entire mountainous mass slid down rapidly. Houses on higher ground have been instantly washed away by the rolling torrent, and there is also a vast ocean below, covering half of the house. What shocked Qingxuan the most was that this picture was exactly the same as what he saw in Dingjing!
