The red sun rises and shines brightly.
Shouyang Mountain.
Grand Master Qingwei was sitting on the steps of Baiyun Palace, looking at the rising sun, with a small green grass standing straight on her head, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun.
"Senior brother, you are the Great Heavenly Master, please pay attention to your posture!" The beautiful Qingxuan walked out of the White Jade Palace. When he saw Qingwei's appearance, he frowned slightly and said.
Instead of getting up, Qingwei patted the steps beside her: "The disciples are all busy with other things. No one will come today. Junior sister, please sit down and rest for a while?"
Qingxuan looked at the old-looking Qingwei and said softly: "I'll just stand."
Qingwei nodded and looked at the red sun: "The red sun is rising in the east, and the good times have just begun! But some people can't wait until the sun reaches its peak."
Qingxuan sighed: "Taoist practice has always been like this."
"Everyone in the world says that of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, I, the Taoist school, can live the longest. How many people know that the road to cultivating the soul and refining the Yangshen is far more difficult and dangerous than Confucianism and Buddhism."
"It is extremely difficult to get started. After you get started, every state is a level of life and death. Among those of us who have been able to reach the state of Dao Lord today, none of us have survived nine deaths."
"Even if it's Dao Lord, isn't it true that the senior sister broke into the Dao Lord realm back then..." When Qingxuan said this, he suddenly paused and stopped talking.
"No more, no more!" Qingwei's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal, and she stood up: "Have the statistics been calculated?"
Qingxuan nodded, handed Qingwei a jade slip, and said at the same time: "Last month, a total of 26,342 Taoist disciples went astray in their cultivation and could no longer walk on the road to heaven. One thousand and three One hundred and fourteen real people have been damaged and unable to continue practicing."
Qingwei's hand holding the jade slip trembled slightly: "Is anyone among them aware of the worldly energy?"
Qingxuan sighed: "Master Chen Xian's worldly martial arts is very suitable for Confucianism, but it is somewhat difficult to match the Taoism of my Taoism. Only about a thousand people can return to martial arts practice."
Qingwei frowned: "The Tai Chi sword technique in the previous book is quite consistent with the true meaning of Tai Chi of our Taoist sect. It's just a little space, and it specifically says that Taoist Chongxu won't teach his disciples, and this sword technique will decline. "
"Don't even leave me a chance to open the door!"
Qingxuan comforted him: "Senior brother, there is nothing we can do about this."
"No!" Qingwei shook his head, "If it was before, there was no way, but now that martial arts has emerged, there is a way. Not only are the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Taoist sect whose Taoism is damaged every year, but also the disciples of my Taoist sect. Many of the descendants are ordinary people!”
"If it is because I am close to the Taoist sect and have offended the Taoist spirit, making it difficult to generate mortal energy. That is the fault of me, the great heavenly master!"
"On the red dust road of Daomen, we must find a way to get it out!"
Speaking of this, Qingwei suddenly stopped and looked at Qingxuan: "Junior sister, do you think this guy Chen Luo is looking at me?"
"ah?"
"He's blaming me for not giving him any benefits!"
"this……"
"You see, that boy from Zhulin accepted him as his apprentice, and Wenchang Pavilion cooperated with him in publishing a newspaper. So he gave all the benefits to the Confucian sect."
"Isn't it a bit derelict of my duty to ignore him during this period of time?"
Qingxuan thought for a while: "I heard that he has a good relationship with Prince Jing."
"They are people from Lingbao's lineage, and they are not the head of the Taoist sect. This relationship should not be counted."
"Didn't Senior Brother send Tian Ling to Zhongjing City?"
"Tian Ling's temperament is just a casual move at best. I don't expect him to have any surprises!"
"What does senior brother mean?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Qingwei's clear eyes.
"Chen Luo doesn't have the talent to read through anyway. So, his Confucian sect can accept this disciple, but my Taoist sect can't?"
"Let's go..." Qingwei said and ran towards the White Jade Palace.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Prepare some apprenticeship ceremonies!"
Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and frowned as he watched Qingwei's figure quickly disappear.
"Apprenticeship ceremony? Isn't it something that disciples should prepare for?"
"Senior brother, you don't...want to become a disciple, do you?"
…
Beifeng Tower was still crowded.
The story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has reached its fourth chapter.
Naqiu Chuji made a bet with the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and each trained Yang Kang and Guo Jing. Eighteen years later, they competed in martial arts at the Zuixian Tower in Jiaxing. In order to find Li Ping and Guo Jing, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan traveled all the way north, and finally arrived in Mobei, and finally accepted Guo Jing as their disciple. Unexpectedly, Guo Jing turned out to be a stupid person. No matter how the Seven Monsters trained him, his martial arts skills were never good... …
This time, the two demons of black wind appeared, the Nine Yin White Bone Claws appeared, and Zhang Ah Sheng, the fifth of the seven demons, died.
"The last words of Zhang Asheng were whispered in the ear of seventh sister Han Xiaoying: 'Teach the children well, don't lose them to the hands of the stinky Taoist priests!' He died immediately..."
A depressing atmosphere spread in Beifeng Tower.
In the past few days, everyone followed the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, from the beautiful Jiangnan to the vast and vast Mobei, just to make a promise and stick to it for several years, just to teach Guo Jing well.
What are the Seven Monsters here? They are clearly the Seven Heroes!
Everyone seemed to sense a hint of chivalry.
"Keeping your word, this is the style of a Confucian gentleman!" A Confucian scholar said with emotion.
"Nonsense, this is clearly the chivalry of my warrior, don't try to trick your Confucian sect!"
"Exactly! My warrior does not need to act like a gentleman, I have a chivalrous spirit!"
"Don't make any noise, Mr. Nan hasn't finished speaking yet..."
…
Spring Breeze Academy.
"Is this the hero Wan Anbo wants to write about?" A student looked at the latest "Da Xuan Min Bao" and asked, "Am I the only one who thinks he is a loser?"
Others glanced at the student, but no one paid attention. The student continued: "I think Wan Anbo has also exhausted his talents. I'm afraid this "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was written by another person! He doesn't know how to write it. Many people Are you going to give up reading?"
Another student glanced at him and yelled angrily: "If you want to see it, just read it. If you don't want to see it, please go and read the Four Books and Five Classics quietly. Don't disturb us!"
When the student who caused the trouble saw someone taking care of him, he instantly became happy and felt that he needed to stand up for justice. He quickly said: "Although I have only watched the first four episodes, I can guess that Guo Jing must be defeated in the end. , and then Guo Jing turned to become a disciple of Mei Chaofeng, learned the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and killed Yang Kang."
"Hahaha, what a hero, I think it's bullshit! There is no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil! You can't even talk about being a great hero. I didn't understand before, how could this kind of story be so popular?"
"What else are you looking at? Let's disperse. I don't think there's anything interesting to see."
"Please shut up! How about you write it?" Another student frowned.
"Hey, what's the matter? No one is allowed to speak anymore. "Guoyu" says that it is better to defend the people than to defend the river! If you tell me to shut up, can you shut up all the scholars in the world?"
"Wan Anbo doesn't have that much authority, does he? Who do you think you are?"
"What? Still want to do something? Come on, come and hit me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light suddenly flashed, followed by a clear slap in the face. The student was slapped and flew out, and two teeth flew out of his mouth.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the person who had done this was an extremely beautiful female student. Everyone knew that it was Cheng Diefei who had come to Zheliu Academy to deliver a manuscript.
At this time, Cheng Diefei appeared again, landed in front of the student, raised his leg and kicked him violently!
At first, the student's begging for mercy was heard, but the voice became weaker and weaker.
Everyone felt that the whole earth was shaking.
After a long cup of tea, Cheng Diefei took a deep breath and smiled sweetly at the people around him.
"My uncle said that if others have requests and you are within your ability, you must help."
"This is the first time I've heard such a request, which is just weird."
"I made all the seniors laugh."
"Die Fei apologizes to all the seniors for interrupting everyone's reading of the story."
Everyone looked at the student who was lying on the ground with all his teeth polished off and his face changed beyond recognition. They all saluted Cheng Diefei in return: "Junior girl is willing to help others and is a role model for our generation!"
…
Kong Tianfangya room.
Kong Tianfang put down the newspaper and looked at Tian Haiyi.
"Hai Yi, let's watch the latest episode of "The Condor"."
Hai Yi nodded: "I just finished reading."
"What do you think of this Guo Jing?" Kong Tianfang tapped the table with his finger, "According to the previous description, this Guo Jing's talent is average, and the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are not first-rate figures. After all, even the Seven Enemies are not Changchunzi's. My opponent is in a bitter cold place outside the Great Wall. Can he really live up to the name of a hero?"
Tian Haiyi also frowned and said: "I am also thinking about this problem. According to the previous trajectory of "Swordsman", could it be that an expert like Feng Qingyang suddenly appeared?"
"It's different." Kong Tianfang shook his head, "Linghu Chong has a good talent. Feng Qingyang only recited the formula of Dugu Nine Swords once, and he memorized seven, seven, eight, eight."
"But look at this Guo Jing, he's just a fool. Even if he has a famous teacher, he can't become a great person!"
"Is there some treasure that can change the marrow and reshape the talent?"
"If so, wouldn't this story fall into a cliché?"
The two were silent.
…
Among the market teahouses.
"What do you know? Wan Anbo has good intentions!" An old man commented after taking a sip of tea.
Immediately, a young man brought more tea and asked the old man to continue.
The old man continued: "Think about it, are there more smart people or more mediocre people in this world?"
"Of course he is a mediocre person," everyone replied.
"Then let me ask you again, are there more smart people or ordinary people who practice martial arts?"
The young man who refilled the tea said: "Of course there are more ordinary people. If you have the talent to read through, I'm afraid most people will still choose the path of Confucianism and Taoism..."
The old man nodded and continued: "That's it. Wan Anbo said that this story will be about a hero, a martial arts hero. But if it is a genius, what's the point?"
"It's too far for me to wait."
"Only in this way, ordinary people with dull talents are what most people in this world are like."
"If he can become a hero, why can't we?"
"This is Wan Anbo's painstaking efforts!"
Everyone suddenly realized!
…
Zhongjing Taoist Temple.
"The heart of an innocent child, this is the pure heart of an innocent child!" Daojun Tianling looked at the latest "Legend of the Condor Heroes" with an excited expression. He seemed to have discovered Guo Jing's secret.
Others said that Guo Jing was dull in talent, but he could see that Chen Luo had clearly given Guo Jing an innocent heart.
In Taoism, it is better to have a clear soul, and to have a clear soul is to have an innocent heart.
Sure enough, is Guo Jing going to follow the road of Daomen?
I have to write a letter to the Great Heavenly Master immediately to report the news.
Well... forget it, now is not the time, just wait a little longer.
When the following content comes out, give the Great Heavenly Master a surprise.
Yes, yes, you can write a letter first, saying that there is little hope for Taoist martial arts.
Then he expressed his unremitting efforts and finally moved Chen Luo.
Therefore, Taoist martial arts flourishes!
Then Tian Ling, hasn’t he made great achievements?
Anyway, he is now the Taoist sect’s talker in the capital.
I, Tian Ling, am determined to take this credit!
…
Wan'an Bo Mansion.
"You've never seen a loser!"
"Humph, it's a pity, there's no place to add a plot about breaking off the engagement."
"Otherwise, we need to let the world know the power of 'thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty'!"
Chen Luo took a bite of fruit and put down his brush.
He looked at the last sentence of the fifth chapter of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
"Guo Jing said: 'I just tamed a little red horse. It ran very fast. I wonder if it will let you ride'. Hua Zheng said: 'It won't? I killed it.'" Guo Jing said. :'You must not!' The two of them went to the grassland to ride horses and carves hand in hand."
"This... galloping on horseback and making sculptures?"
Um? Does Mr. Jin also drive?
At this moment, a piece of information suddenly flashed through Chen Luo's mind, and Chen Luo frowned slightly.
"Damn it! Who is so cruel? He has understood the Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"
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