Huang Zonghai shook his head and said: "The "Zhenwu Heart Sutra" is a secret that our Zhenwu Sect will not pass on. It must not be passed on to anyone else without the permission of the sect leader. I am sorry that this matter cannot be obeyed... Brother Bai asked, if it were anything else, Huang would definitely die. No excuses...I hope Brother Bai will forgive me!"
Bai Xiangshou frowned and said: "Brother Zong Hai, I just borrowed the book to read it, and the secrets contained in it will never be passed on to others!"
Huang Zonghai still shook his head and said: "I can trust you, but..."
He had just finished speaking when an old voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness. It was the sect leader Meng Xinghe who secretly transmitted the message to him.
After listening to the sect master's brief transmission, Huang Zonghai felt a flash of surprise in his eyes. He just paused for a moment and continued: "Forget it, since Brother Bai insists on reading the "Zhenwu Heart Sutra", please come with me..."
Although Bai Xiangshou didn't understand why he suddenly changed his mind and promised himself so happily, he didn't bother to ask more questions. He followed Huang Zonghai into the depths of the bamboo forest, followed the path paved with bluestones, and walked to the back amidst the rustling bamboo shadows and dappled sunlight. A secluded place in the mountains.
This is already at the foot of Taihe Mountain. There are several bushes growing among the piles of rocks, and the ground is overgrown with weeds. It seems that few people have been to this place. Huang Zonghai walked straight to the edge of the cliff and stood there, placing his palms lightly on the smooth cliff. With a tap, a stone jade opened with a "rumbling" sound, revealing a square hole, which turned out to be a stone chamber built by the Zhenwuzong on the mountain.
Bai Xiangshou followed Huang Zonghai into the stone chamber. As soon as he entered, he felt a chill. It was so wide that there was a cave. There were many stalagmites and stalactites hanging upside down on the roof of the chamber. Some had rugged beards like dragon heads, and some were imposing. It is majestic like a waterfall, some are like ice ridges, some are like tigers, leopards and lions, and some are like palace utensils, but they have different shapes, lifelike and beautiful. This stone chamber is actually a natural cave in Taihe Mountain.
Huang Zonghai said: "You stay here for a while, I will come when I go." After saying that, he turned and left.
Bai Xiangshou looked at the room carefully and saw that the stalactites were crystal clear and flawless, like the Milky Way tilting down in the night sky, shining like silver or diamonds, illuminating the room with a hazy glow.
There is a stone table indoors, a few futons on the floor, and a stone couch in the corner.
After a while, Huang Zonghai came back with a yellow-brown wooden box in his hand. He held it solemnly and solemnly, handed it to Bai Xiangshou and said, "The thing you want is right here. Brother Bai is in this stone room." Take your time and read it, this place is very clean and no one will disturb you. I have arranged three meals a day and someone will bring them to you... Huang has to deal with sect affairs, so I will say goodbye!"
Bai Xiangshou took the wooden box with a heavy hand. He couldn't help but bow deeply to Huang Zonghai and said sincerely: "Thank you, brother Zonghai, for helping me." He looked up at Huang Zonghai's leaving back and said loudly: "Zonghai." Brother, I’ve heard for a long time that your sect’s red mud and green ant hall also has fine wine, could you please ask someone to bring some with them too!”
Huang Zonghai laughed loudly and left without looking back.
Bai Xiangshou opened the sandalwood box and touched a yellowed book wrapped in yellow silk inside. He peeled off the silk and found out that it was the Zhenwu Heart Sutra, the secret of the Zhenwu Sect.
As you climb the Taihe Mountain Stairway to the top of the peak, you will see the double eaves of the Taihe Hall, the majestic main hall, the green tiles of the side hall, and the red wall more than a hundred meters long winding and inlaid on the steep rocks on the side of the peak. The glazed roof shines into the sky.
Zhenwu Taihe Hall is located on the mountain and is well-proportioned. Standing in front of the hall, you can overlook Xiaojing Lake, green mountains and clear water, poetic and picturesque, and it looks like a fairy palace amid the clouds and mist.
On the top of Taihe Mountain, there are towering cliffs, giving you a sense of independence. A hundred meters above the cliff are red walls and green tiles, overlooking the Yunyang Mansion at the foot of the mountain. It is magnificent, the Han River is mighty, and there are many things to see.
In the side hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the sun shone slantingly in, and the incense from the cauldron was curling up. In a column of light and shadow, two old men were sitting at the table by the window. There was a chess table on the table. They were playing chess with black and white pieces in their hands.
An old man in a blue robe and long beard picked up a white chess piece and placed it on the chess floor. He said leisurely: "The sect master lent the undisclosed secret of our sect to that boy for a look? He must have other plans in mind?"
"Well... this man disappeared from the world for more than ten years. When he first appeared, he did not go to see his master Li Xingzhi. Instead, he went to our Mount Taihe to seek a view of the Zhenwu Heart Sutra. Tingxuan, have you ever thought about the reason behind this? "The person who spoke had an old voice was Meng Xinghe, the leader of the Zhenwu Sect.
I saw that the world-famous Zhenwu Sect leader was about seventy or eighty years old, with two snow-white eyebrows. Although the corners of his cheeks and eyes were wrinkled and criss-crossed, his eyes were clear and lively. His sparse white beard trembled when he spoke, and his forehead was gray. Her long hair was meticulously combed into a long braid hanging down the back of her head. She wore a white robe with wide sleeves and stretched out her hands and feet. She looked elegant, easy-going and elegant in her movements among the curls of cigarette smoke.
The long-bearded old man playing chess with him was the sect elder Lao Tingxuan. After hearing Meng Xinghe's words, he looked at the chess pieces in the square and frowned: "The sect leader... means... could it be... that he has already touched that Floor threshold?”
Meng Xinghe slowly dropped a sunspot and changed the subject: "What do you think of that kid?"
"Excellent talent, but also arrogant and arrogant. At that time, the world recognized him as the number one person under the Grandmaster. He should not be underestimated!" Lao Tingxuan replied, stroking his long beard.
"Yes, this boy has reached a peak that many people can't reach in their lifetime at such a young age. He is indeed qualified to be arrogant and arrogant... Haha, this character is a bit like the old man. He has not appeared for more than ten years. In the world of Jianghu, a man as stunningly talented and arrogant as he is, what happened to make him so forbearing?"
Meng Xinghe took out another black stone from the chess jar and said slowly: "Tingxuan, do you think... in the future... among my Zhenwu Sect's descendants, there will be someone who can compete with this person?"
Lao Tingxuan bet another white stone, stroking his long beard and thinking: "The sect leader actually knows better than me. In recent years, our Zhenwu Sect has recruited disciples every year. Although there are many disciples, there are also some with outstanding talents and amazing talents. generation, but most of them stagnated when they reached the realm of returning to the virtual world, and disappeared from everyone after a few years. Currently, except for Ling Wenyue, my disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, there are really not many talents among the younger generations, alas... ...On the road of spiritual practice, if you want to take a further step forward, how difficult it is!" After saying this, he shook his head and sighed and took another step at the corner of the field.
"Zong Hai has now entered the True Self Realm and was promoted to elder according to the sect's rules. Our sect already has nine elders. Now it is us old guys who are supporting the sect. Zhenwu Sect must have someone to succeed... Speaking of this, I I really envy that old guy Li Xingzhi." Meng Xinghe placed a sunspot heavily in the middle of the chess field, and continued: "The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and it is trapped in the wild due to the dry track, but one day it will fly into the sky. In fact, , I would like to see how high this dragon can fly!"
Lao Tingxuan was startled when he heard that. He lowered his head and looked at the chess ping. He realized with dejection that as Meng Xinghe dropped the sunspot just now, more than a dozen sunspots quietly penetrated the chess ping, forming a big dragon. He was surrounded by all the white stones. On the verge of being strangled...
Bai Xiangshou studied the "Zhenwu Heart Sutra" day and night in the stone chamber, sometimes frowning, sometimes his eyes bright and joyful, sometimes holding the book intently, like an old monk in meditation...
Huang Zonghai sent people to bring wine and rice every day. Bai Xiangshou had a good drinking capacity, and the wine jars on the ground gradually piled up like a mountain.
In this way, after seven days, a loud laugh came from the stone room. The laughter was so exciting that it penetrated the gold and cracked the stone for a long time. The direct shock caused several bushes outside to tremble, weeds on the ground fell, rocks rolled down, and frightened birds flew into the sky. And rise...
Huang Zonghai stood outside the stone door and watched Bai Xiangshou dragging his residual leg slowly out of the stone door. In just seven days, he seemed to have nothing but his melancholy eyes full of bloodshot eyes and a long beard on his chin. Changed, and seemed to have something indescribable in me.
He stood there quietly, holding the yellow wooden box containing the "Zhenwu Heart Sutra" in his hand. He walked over and gave it back to himself, then bowed with a heavy fist, then turned around and left.
Looking at Bai Xiangshou's leaving figure, Huang Zonghai's eyes were blurry, and he could not understand more and more this once arrogant and arrogant master who looked down on the world as the first person...
When Bai Xiangshou walked out of Taihe Mountain, he still leaned forward and took a step with his right leg, then dragged his left leg to stand upright, and then repeated this action, moving step by step, slowly.
Suddenly, a feeling rose in his heart. Far far away in the sky, through the low-hanging clouds, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him. This feeling of being peeped made him very uncomfortable. Bai Xiangshou froze. I released my consciousness and wanted to find out, but the feeling suddenly disappeared again...
In the side hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Meng Xinghe stood in front of the window and looked into the distance. The Han River was rolling eastward at the foot of the mountain. A few dark clouds floated in the distant sky, blocking the sun, and the sky darkened immediately.
A thick dark cloud floated on the top of Taihe Mountain. After a while, sparse raindrops actually fell. The raindrops pattered on the edge of the window. The grass and trees in front of the window rustled. The mountain breeze carried the rain and mist, carrying the soil mixed with the bamboo leaves. The breath came.
Meng Xinghe's white robe was slowly blown by the wind and made a hunting sound. In this extremely high pavilion, he seemed to want to ride the wind back...
"metropolitan……"! Lao Tingxuan walked up to Meng Xinghe at some point, looked out the window at the wind and rain and said: "Sect Master, it's windy outside..."
Meng Xinghe raised a hand to stop Lao Tingxuan from speaking. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the very far sky. Through the thick clouds on the top of Mount Taihe, he slowly swept towards the distant sky. He looked leisurely and entranced... …
After a while, he frowned and looked back.
"Sect Master, that man is gone! From the laughter, we can infer that his realm... should be further advanced. It seems that he has gained experience in seclusion in our sect these past few days." Lao Tingxuan couldn't help but say.
"Hmm... One drink and one peck, everything is determined. However, Li Xingzhi has gained a good disciple!" Meng Xinghe said.
"Li Xingzhi's cultivation level was slightly inferior to that of the sect master twenty years ago. In recent years, the sect master's skill has reached an advanced level. It is said that Li Xingzhi's battle with Han Zongwang depleted his energy and had hidden diseases. The four great masters in the world are the best in the world. The sect master It should be well deserved!" Lao Tingxuan said while stroking his beard.
"No, Li Xingzhi was on par with me twenty years ago. This man is a rare talent that can only be seen in a century. We haven't played against each other for more than twenty years. The outcome is unpredictable!" Meng Xinghe shook his head.
At this time, the rain has stopped, the dark clouds have dispersed, the leaves washed by the rain are green, and a brilliant rainbow appears on the side of the mountain, making people marvel at the magic of the changes in the world.
Meng Xinghe turned his gaze to the distant sky again. The wind blew, and he murmured to himself in the wind: "Kunpeng spreads its wings and rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles... Then... I will lend you a ray of breeze..."
