Exit the courtyard gate and turn right.
After a few steps, I saw a sea of people.
Most of them are casual cultivators.
In all mysteries, there is a word of fate.
Except for those who have attained heavenly cultivation, most casual cultivators cannot enter the sect.
Without him, there are thousands of Taoist techniques, but what matters is inheritance.
Just like Longhu Mountain, all the previous Celestial Masters were named Zhang.
"With so many people bumping into each other, it is inevitable to argue." Ling Muyun just finished speaking when he saw two people fighting with each other not far away.
Wen Dou.
The so-called literary fight is when two people are present, each demonstrating their skills, and a third person evaluates whose skill is better.
It has a characteristic that the end point is saliva.
There are also those with strong tempers who don't use their true energy and fight with street gangsters just for the sake of feeling happy.
"The Ji Kang sword was left by Ji Kang. Although it only has three styles, high mountain, flowing water, and knowing the heart, it is full of murderous intent."
"Xiang Xi?"
Ling Muyun didn't want to join in the fun, but when Ji Kangjian was mentioned, he squeezed in front of the crowd and stopped to watch with Yue Ji.
"What the hell, Ji Kang's sword only has three moves. I, the Luohe Water God's lineage, Tianshui Channel, can overturn rivers and seas. There are eighteen moves in total. Can you catch five moves?"
Standing opposite Xiang Xi is Zheng Wenxiu of the Zheng family, a navy master of the Luohe River. It is said that when his ancestor Zheng Guo was building the Zhengguo Canal, he accidentally obtained three pages of Luo Shen's suicide note, so he mastered the supreme technique and named it Tianshui Tongqu.
"Even so, we have to give it a try!"
Xiang Xi pushed Ji Kang's sword horizontally and slowly pulled it out.
Zheng Wenxiu's arms are half exposed, and the word "water" tattooed on her shawl has the sound of waves.
"Whoever wins must give up his spot under the tree!"
After hearing this, Ling Muyun realized that it turned out that it was just for a sheltered position under the tree.
"Wait!"
When Xiang Xi looked for his voice, he saw Ling Muyun wearing a bright red feathered coat, and beside him was an heroic woman wearing a miscellaneous train.
If the woman hadn't carried the spear, everyone would have thought that some young master from aristocratic family had deceived a good family in the name of cultivating Taoism.
"Master Ling? I meet you here!"
"Master Xiang, you are as embarrassed as ever."
The words here reached Zheng Wenxiu's ears, and she thought Ling Muyun had a grudge against Xiang Xi, so she simply pulled up her clothes to cover the sashimi.
"Let's settle your grudges first, and I'll worry about it later."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Ling Muyun held up his hands and said to Xiang Xi, "It's always indecent to be watched by others. Come with me."
Xiang Xi glanced at the bottom of the tree, feeling a little reluctant, but still followed Ling Muyun and squeezed out of the crowd.
"Tch! There's quite a lot of movement, but there's no fight! It's disappointing!"
"This position is mine!"
"Then you can see your skills!"
…
"I didn't give you five ingots of gold. No matter how hard it was, you could squeeze in with a dozen people. Why did you start a dispute under the tree?"
Ling Muyun asked.
"That money is money and cannot be used easily." Xiang Xi said it matter-of-factly, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"Okay, you live with us."
"Hey! I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient..." Xiang Xi looked at Yueji and said hesitantly: "It's a good location to be sheltered from the wind and rain under the tree."
"I have a private room there, are you sure you don't want to go?"
"You have a private room!"
Xiang Xi was like a cat that had been stepped on, and his voice became sharp.
"Yes, I have a private room."
Ling Muyun blinked and said seriously: "Are you also planning to get Master Zhang's advice?"
"No, with my level of cultivation, I know it well." Xiang Xi recovered from the shock and shook his head: "Master Ling has seen Ji Kangjian. I want to see if it is destined to Tianyin."
Ling Muyun was puzzled, his brows filled with doubts.
"I only read the main canon! I hope I can gain some enlightenment."
"Here! Choose one of the east and west wing rooms."
While talking, he came to the small courtyard and stood next to Xiang Xike's big mouth where he put down the eggs. Ling Muyun gave him another shock: "The food will be matched by Longhu Mountain."
"Fellow Daoist Ling!" The little Taoist priest saw Ling Muyun coming back and said anxiously, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Friend Zhengdao, what's the matter?"
"The Heavenly Master wants to see you!"
"I want to go down the mountain!" Xiang Xi sat down on the threshold: "The Heavenly Master wants to see you! I want to go down the mountain!"
"Eh? This fellow Taoist, why can't you think about it so hard? But the way down the mountain is right in front of you."
Zhengyi is not old-fashioned, on the contrary, he is a bit naughty.
"What does Heavenly Master want from me?"
Ling Muyun bowed his hands to Zhengyi and spoke again.
"You go ask him, I don't dare to ask!" Zhengyi shrank his head: "Let's go, don't keep the Heavenly Master waiting."
"The Heavenly Master is waiting for him specially!" Xiang Xi looked helplessly at Yue Ji: "Sister-in-law, let's go too."
"Mrs. Ling can go." Zhengyi's eyes were teasing: "You can't."
"I want to go down the mountain!" Xiang Xi protested.
"Excuse me!" Zhengyi straightened his back: "Tianshi Mansion, there are not a few people like you who want money but don't have money to practice and don't practice."
"alright!"
Ling Muyun advised, he didn't know that Zheng Yiben had this kind of virtue and was famous for being a garrulous person in Tianshi Mansion.
"Fellow Taoist, please!"
The place where Tianshi Zhang practices and receives guests is not in the palace in front.
After twisting and turning for a long time, we came to a natural place with mountains and rivers, bamboo forests and birds chirping.
There are seven thatched huts on it.
Zhengyi said that it was the Heavenly Master and his two brothers who lived here.
There is another room, which is the resting place of Grandmaster Shangqingguan.
Although he doesn't come often, the room is always ready.
"I won't be able to go up the road ahead. I can't go up. Fellow Daoist Ling must go on his own." Fellow Daoist Zheng cupped his hands and turned around to go down the mountain without explaining the reason.
"Fifty steps, why can't you go up?"
From here to the thatched cottage, there are fifty steps.
Ling Muyun thought that there were many rules on the mountain, and it was impossible for a group of friends to go up the mountain without permission.
But after taking the first step, suddenly, the situation between heaven and earth changed.
When he calmed down, he realized that he was no longer in the back mountain, but in Dingbeicheng.
Ji Fengxian held the crying baby in the swaddle, and Ling Hao teased it with a piece of dogtail grass.
"My mother is more than enough for my father! It's like getting married!"
Ling Muyun shrugged.
When he pushed open the courtyard door, he found that he was like a soul and had no body.
Then we know the role of the fifty-step ladder to rebirth.
Recall the past and see reincarnation.
What is tested is character.
Suddenly the scene changed.
Ji Fengxian and Ling Hao walked out of the small courtyard. Behind them was the lonely figure of Lai Jiu.
Every step is a memory.
But it's clearer than memories.
Dingbei, Qiuci, Shenxiandu, every detail is presented one by one.
last step.
Fifty steps.
All the scenes in front of Ling Muyun disappeared.
In front of him, a huge head stared at him blankly.
"Mom!"
"What a fuss."
Ling Muyun calmed down and calmed his heartbeat, only to see Zhang Tianshi holding one hand behind his back.
What a fairy.
On the left stands Rose, and on the right lies a dragon-like but flat mythical beast with a pair of horns on its head and dragon scales on its body, four legs and tail.
"An aquatic beast?"
Ling Muyun was full of suspicion: "Ling Muyun pays homage to Zhang Tianshi."
Jishou salute, respectfully.
Not sloppy at all.
Don't have any other thoughts because of the Qiuci Xunfeng incident.
"No need! Go back!"
"Go back? The Heavenly Master asked me to climb the steps?"
"Reminiscing about old times?" Tianshi waved his hand, and Ling Muyun and Yueji appeared at the foot of the mountain in an instant.
"this……"
"What Ling Lang doesn't know is that the heavenly steps were left by the ancestor Zhang Daoling. He took the technique of the fifty great avenues. The first forty-nine steps are the past, and the last step is the future."
Ling Muyun became more and more confused as she listened to Yueji's talk.
I only have memories, but I don’t see any future.
"Is the hook bar good?"
"How do I know where the hook is?"
Ling Muyun said harshly: "I think I am a gentleman and am devoted to the Tao. How can I go to the market place?"
"You still owe me a song of Xizhou!" Yue Ji slapped Ling Muyun on the back of the head and ran down the mountain angrily.
"Listen to my excuses!"
Ling Muyun ran after him.
In front of the thatched cottage, Zhang Tianshi looked at the two people pulling each other down the mountain, stroking his beard with regret on his face:
"Qiuzi forgot to listen to the music!"
