Journey Starts From Wudang

57th Chapter. Grinding Stone

Lu Zhi chased the sweeper for nearly two hours. After exhausting all his strength, he finally stopped before a mountain stream. he.

"Senior is really old and strong. With a person, he can still run in the mountains and forests for such a long time. Poor Daoist admires it."

The sweeping monk gently sighed, Some helplessly, he put down Murong Bo, letting him lean on a large rock on the side and take a rest.

It's not that he can't run anymore, but that Murong Bo, who is seriously injured, can no longer bear such a run.

Although the sweeping monk used True Qi to break through the wind barriers on the way, he walked between the mountains and forests as if walking on the ground. It did not allow Murong Bo to be damaged by the strong wind, nor did he suffer too much turbulence. But Murong Bo's injury was already somewhat unsupportable.

Before Murong Bo’s sneak attack on Lu Zhi failed. After being countered, he was almost squeezed into meat sauce by the golden light. Although he was saved by the sweeping monk in time, the skeleton of the whole body was also Most of it has also been cracked, and the five internal organs have shifted a bit.

If it weren’t for Murong Bo’s own solid martial arts support, and the sweeping monk had been silently conveying True Qi to him to heal his injuries, I’m afraid Murong Bo’s body would be stiff at this moment. NS!

But even in this way, it is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. If you don’t quickly and carefully diagnose and treat him, connect the broken bones, and then use True Qi to remove the internal injury for him, it will be true. Powerless!

"Why does the daoist have to keep chasing? The old monk really doesn't want to do it with you."

Lu Zhi stared at the sweeping monk with scorching eyes and said "But Poor Daoist is really looking forward to fighting the senior!"

The sweeping monk was taken aback, he saw the kind of rays of light that belonged to the Daoist in Lu Zhi's eyes.

Does he... want to use the old monk to temper himself?

Lu Zhi clasped his hands and bowed his body high, and gave a big gift to the sweeping monk: "senior, please feel free to give me some advice."

"so that's how it is , Daoist is such an idea, do you want to use the body of an old monk to verify your way?"

Lu Zhi does not deny it.

Over the past year or so, he has indeed accumulated a lot of things, Taoist classics, Xiaoyao Absolute Art, Duan's secret skills...unconsciously, he has accumulated so many backgrounds.

But at this moment, he just absorbed these in full, but he still hasn't digested it completely, Full Mastery.

Therefore, he needs a strong external force to act as a Catalyst, so that he can integrate these backgrounds and digest them into the path he practices.

And such an external force and Catalyst, in the current world, I am afraid that only the sweeping monk can serve.

Others, even if they are as strong as Tianshan Tongmao, they are still a little bit behind the most important thing.

Because they have not yet reached that realm, they have not been able to break away from the barriers and perfect their own way.

There is only one monk, the one who has really walked out of his own way. Lu Zhi has only felt the special momentum of the monk before in Old Zhang's body.

When I was still on Wudang Mountain, Old Zhang would normally go to the Golden Peak and slowly put on a set of Primal Chaos Fist.

At that time, Old Zhang always had an unspeakable charm on his body, even if it was just like the old man in the park, punching slowly, not using half of True Qi at all. But that mellow and natural feeling is a realm that Lu Zhi has never reached.

At that time, Lu Zhi still couldn't understand the true meaning of this. He just thought that Old Zhang's skill is superb, martial arts has reached the heavens and humans, and every move naturally coincides with the rhyme.

At this time, it is already faintly clear. That is the embodiment of Old Zhang's Taoism, which is the One with Heaven and Earth in the Taoist school, pregnant with Heaven and Earth.

Lu Zhi is now looking for that realm, and he already has some ideas. What he lacks is a strong person like the sweeping monk to act as a pressure and Catalyst.

"Please senior as the whetstone of Poor Daoist, Eight Trigrams Furnace, to help Poor Daoist get a glimpse of the realm of Taoism."

Nodded, the sweeping monk: "Never mind, the old monk will If you wish, please help you."

"Thanks Senior to accomplish it!"

The sweeping monk was slightly nodded indifferent expression, and then Lu Zhi felt his breath changed. An imposing manner of Yuan s Yue Zhi suddenly felt like Mount Tai was overwhelming, moving towards himself under pressure.

Even if it was Lu Zhi, his heart was violently tight, and the air seemed to become sticky, making it hard to breathe!

A terrifying imposing manner coercion, this invisible oppression alone has already made people fall into the abyss... If Lu Zhi’s spirit strength is not tenacious enough, I’m afraid it’s him, It also has to be greatly lost by the fighting intent pressure of the sweeping monk's aura.

"The old monk hasn't practiced much martial arts over the years, and his moves may be unfamiliar, so let's try a few tricks with daoist at will."

The sweeping monk slowly raised a hand and pressed Lu Zhi away from the air.

weng!

Obviously it was just a silent palm, but Lu Zhi seemed to have heard the tsunami and landslide-like shocking earthquake, followed by a strong wind pressure assaults the senses, The air in this area was almost emptied, making Lu Zhi feel suffocated for a while.

really strong!

Under the palm of the sweeping monk, the palm force of the empty space actually seems to be solidified, like a huge rock coming from the top.

Lu Zhi didn't dare to be careless, Dang Even raised his palm and greeted him with all his strength!

bang!

It doesn’t seem to be terrifying as expected, Lu Zhi broke the sweeping monk’s blow with a palm, but the full strength attack hit the air. The feeling of emptiness and lack of effort made him feel very uncomfortable, and the True Qi in his body was not working smoothly.

"The daoist is a bit too contending." After commenting on Lu Zhi this move, the sweeping monk said again, "The daoist will take another Formless Tribulation Finger from the old monk."

The sweeping monk is another Formless Tribulation Finger. It still smells like that. For a moment, Lu Zhi's perception is that Heaven and Earth changes color again. It is clear that this finger does not contain much Energetic, but Lu Zhi was shocked by the potential contained in this finger.

Lu Zhi shot out with a Shang Yang sword, which could have negated the blow, but the next blow of the Sweeper Monk was already here.

peng peng ...bang!

A series of knocking sounds blew up from the mountains and forests.

Lu Zhi has fallen into a hard fight. He also knows that his current state is very wrong. It seems that he has fallen into the rhythm of the sweeping monk, but he can't get rid of that momentum.

Compared with the lifting the heavy as if it were light, Lu Zhi is like the fledgling hairless brat. There is no tactics at all, only Respond passively.

Six Meridians Divine Sword, One Yang Finger, Tai Chi, Great Heaven and Earth Shift .. Lu Zhi one after another, using the unique skills learned, but still unable to break free from the passive state.

It's like a moth falling into a spider web. He can't make it out. The feeling is really uncomfortable.

But even so, he did not give up, and he never carried the golden light spell to break the game, even the Rainbow Abyss Sword behind him was never pulled out.

What he asks for is such a heavy pressure, just like the iron struck, only to make the iron block burned red by charcoal fire, and then vigorously exercise with a hammer to remove the impurities in the iron block one after Go out and get the Hundred Refinements steel essence.

After another one hour, Qiao Feng finally caught up, and at a glance he saw the scene as if experiencing the Earth Dragon turning over, and Lu Zhi meditating in the field.

"Big Brother Lu!"

Lu Zhi opened his eyes, looked towards Qiao Feng, and said tiredly: "Qiao Brother, you are here."

"This..." Qiao Feng looked at the mountain forest that seemed to have been plowed, and his face couldn't help showing a bit of shock, "Big Brother Lu, have you fought with that unknown old monk?"

Lu Zhi nodded: "en. "

"Then I don't know what the result is?"

"I couldn't stop the senior." Lu Zhi was somewhat Said apologetically, "I wanted to use the pressure of the sweeping monk to help me knock through the sky, but in the end I was unable to leave Na Murong Bo."

Pure Martial Dao Cultivation Base, Lu Zhi is not the opponent of the Sweeper, so if he wants to keep Murong Bo, he can only defeat the Sweeper and win Murong Bo with the benefits of the golden light curse divine might and Rainbow Abyss Sword at first.

But he still chose the Esau monk to temper himself. In the end, he couldn't keep them, but he was a little selfish.

And Lu Zhi did not conceal this matter, so he told Qiao Feng directly.

Qiao Feng listened, and after a few seconds of silence, he shook his head and said: "It's no wonder Big Brother Lu, there was an unknown old monk senior who rescued him. It would be extremely difficult to keep that Murong Boben. ."

"Big Brother Lu doesn't have to worry about this, and one day, if Qiao has the ability to catch up with the cultivation base of the unknown old monk, he will just care about it."

Chapter 58. Entrance

When the two returned to Shaolin, it was already more than an hour later.

And this Shaolin conference, the curtain has also been pulled down a long time ago, even the bits and pieces that the people of the rivers and lakes have already left.

"Dao Qing Zhi, big brother Qiao, you are back." Seeing the silhouette of the two turning back, Duan Yu, who had been guarding here, hurriedly greeted him.

Lu Zhi rushed to his nodded, and Qiao Feng greeted him and said, "Brother Duan, how is my father? And those martial arts heroes, have also left?"

Duan Yu glanced at the two of them, and then said: "Don't worry about big brother Qiao, sister Azhu has been guarding the Old Xiao hero."

"In addition... Master Xuanci, he , Two hours ago has passed away."

It turned out that when Lu Zhi and Qiao Feng chased the sweeping monk and Murong Bo and left, Xiao Yuanshan didn’t let Xuanci go. In the crowd, Xuanci and Ye Erniang were told...

There is no weapon in the world than tearing the wound.

The old things between Xuanci and Ye Erniang immediately caused Xuanci and Shaolin to be pushed to the cusp of the storm. Finally, in order to preserve Shaolin’s reputation, Xuanci took the punishment and punished himself. Self-sustained three hundred spine sticks.

But Xuanci also knows very well that just three hundred spine sticks can’t change the minds of everyone, and can’t stop everyone’s mouths, so for the sake of Shaolin’s reputation, he doesn’t agree at all. True Qi resisted. After forcibly resisting the 96 sticks, he eventually coughed up blood from his injuries and died.

Upon hearing this news, both Lu Zhi and Qiao Feng were silent for a long time.

This Xuanci is dead, and Shaolin's affairs will be a little difficult to handle afterwards. If the next abbot refuses to obey the imperial court's disciplinary arrangement, Zhao Xu will really be cruel to Shaolin. Hands up.

Fortunately, Lu Zhi's worries were unnecessary. Before Xuanci was tortured, he had arranged the matter, so there is no need to worry too much about temporary changes.

After all, after this battle, the monks of Shaolin, no matter how stupid they are, they can recognize that the general situation is irreversible. If they resist fiercely, they will only ask for trouble.

Several people returned to the Shaolin Temple square. Sure enough, there was a high platform of flames standing in the field, which was burning blazingly, apparently cremating Xuanci.

And many Shaolin monks are sitting around the field, chanting Kṣitigarbha Original Vow Scripture for Xuan Chi, and saving their lives.

Upon seeing this, the few people did not step forward to disturb the monks, but turned around and came to a corner of the square. Xiao Yuanshan, Azhu, Duan Zhengchun and the others were waiting there.

"Father." At the moment when he saw Xiao Yuanshan, Qiao Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly walked towards him, "Father, what's the matter with you? Why..."

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan's beard and hair have been completely turned into a piece of white snow, and his face is full of wrinkles. Suddenly, he is more than ten years old!

Xiao Yuanshan slowly raised his head and looked towards Qiao Feng: "Feng'er, you are back.. Don’t worry, it’s okay for my father, I’m just a little tired for my father, I want to go early I went to find your mother."

Lu Zhi also sighed: "Old Xiao senior, why did it come to this?"

How could he not see it, Xiao In Yuanshan's situation, it was obvious that he had lost his gong and lost all of his gong power, which caused him to suddenly become old to this point, almost dying.

Xiao Yuanshan shook the head: "I'm really tired. Over the past few decades, I have devoted myself to this matter of revenge... Let Feng'er, your mother, wait here. It’s been me for so long, but it’s not mine. I’m finally going to find her now."

"Feng'er, you don’t have to be sad for me. You just need to live with Azhu in the future. Plain and plain, it is happiness."

"By the way, you have to protect Ah Zhu so that no one can hurt her hair, otherwise, the father will not forgive you... ."

Qiao Feng replied: "Yes, the child must obey his father's orders."

After waiting for a few breaths, I didn't hear Xiao Yuanshan's response. Look at him again. With the appearance of drooping eyelids, Qiao Feng suddenly snorted in his heart.

"father?!"

Lu Zhi whispered: "Brother Qiao, Old Xiao senior, he...has passed away."

Qiao Feng suddenly Complexion stiffened, pursed his mouth, and after a few breaths of silence, he withdrew a few steps, knelt heavily on the ground with his knees, and knocked three heads at Xiao Yuanshan.

Upon seeing this, Azhu also silently walked to Qiao Feng's side, just like him, and kowtow to Xiao Yuanshan.

This time the Shaolin conference was really twists and turns. Before this, no one had thought that things would turn out to be like this in the end.

Two days later, news of Shaolin’s Xuanci Abbot’s death spread throughout the rivers and lakes, with Shaolin sweeping the floor, Qiao Feng father and son, and the Imperial Court expert. The rumors of Lu Zhi Taoist and the others caused a turmoil in the arena.

Then, after another half a month, Shaolin announced to the public that since the closure of the mountain, within 20 years, he will no longer get involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Lu Zhi also returned to the school bookstore in Bianliang City. While studying the Taoist scriptures and compiling the Longevity Taoism every day, he retreats to realize the gains of the battle with the sweeping monk.

In the previous battle with the sweeping monk, Lu Zhi had already seen the way forward and felt the special momentum at close range.

What he has to do now is to use this insight to complete his own practice of his own way.

Time flies, eight years have passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, Lu Zhi finally compiled the last volume of Taoism into Taoism.

After nearly ten years, the Wanshou Dao Zang finally compiled it. The whole Wanshou Dao Zang has 540 letters and 5,480 volumes. Among them, countless chapters and meanings have been transformed into Lu Zhi’s food!

On the second day, it was heard that the Longevity Taoist Treasury was completed. Even though Zhao Xudang sent Huangmen to the school bookstore to check and seal the rewards, Lu Zhi was nowhere to be seen.

In the end, they only found a letter of resignation left by Lu Zhi in Lu Zhi's room. As for his people, they had already left Bianliang and traveled around the world.

Lu Zhi has stayed in Bianliang City for so many years, the most important reason is this longevity Taoism, but now that the Longevity Taoism has been completed, it is meaningless for him to stay.

As for Zhao Xu's award, it is completely unattractive to Lu Zhi. The rights and wealth of the world are nothing but clouds.

In the next few years, Lu Zhi went to the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, played chess with Wuyazi tea, went to the Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain, talked with Tongma, and went to Dali to witness After Duan Yu ascended the throne, he also came to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, drinking the full moon wine of Qiao Feng’s fifth child...

Finally, he came to the Kunlun Mountains alone and found the valley for later generations. Since then, the deadlock has been closed.

Since then, many legends have suddenly appeared in the Kunlun Mountains.

Someone once said that on a night with a full sun and moon, they saw the sky full of stars and moon flowers falling from the sky, like the unrolled bolt of white silk waterfall. Throw into the Kunlun Mountains.

It is also said that he once saw the Kunlun mountain in the early morning of a certain day, and the ten thousand zhang golden light suddenly bloomed, and the shining between Heaven and Earth was a golden-bright and dazzling...

Some people say that in the Kunlun Mountains, there is a Divine Immortal who lives in a daoist robe and back carrying a long sword. He will always look like a teenager...

Most people in the world don't know whether these rumors are true or false. Only those who have witnessed these Divine Vestige with their own eyes know that all this is not nonsense.

The four seasons change, and the valley is still like spring. Afterwards, even Lu Zhi can't remember how many years have passed.