In the mountains, a Taoist temple stands proudly in it, which is the place where the ancestral court of the Quanzhen Sect is located. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Red bricks and green tiles, carved beams and jade masonry, dozens of vast palaces, are standing on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, the clouds are all around, the clouds are bright and extinguished, just like the fairyland in the sky, the thousands of pines and cypresses are erected horizontally, the sparse sunlight crisscrosses, but this piece of distant mountain peaks is like the secret realm in general, more and more full of mysterious atmosphere, among which there is also a clear spring water bubbling and flowing, tinkling like the sound of the piano and flute, playing the natural movement.

The spirit of Zhong Tiandi is beautiful, and the essence of raising characters.

This is the first blessed land in the world, and it really deserves its name.

It's just that today, Li Zhichang looked at the falling leaves in the court, but he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, he should have maintained a calm state of mind after cultivating for many years, but at this moment, it was like a stone was thrown into the deep pool, splashing countless waves.

"Senior brother!" Not far away, a Taoist walked over, he looked flustered and worried: "The messenger of the Heavenly Khan has come here, he wants us to leave for Dadu to participate in the Buddhist debate immediately, and now it seems that the Naga Temple, the Shaolin Temple of Zen Buddhism, the Shenxiao Sect, and the Zhengyi Sect are ready to make a thorough effort." After all, you are now in charge of our Quanzhen Sect, and if you don't make a decision, I'm afraid that our Dao system will be completely cut off.

Sweeping his hand at the vast playground with nearly 1,000 square meters, Li Zhichang suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Zhang Zhijing." Thirty years ago, you and I joined the Master's name, did you ever think of today's scene at that time?"

"Nope!"

Zhang Zhijing paused for a while, and looked at the empty square, whimpering when his mouth was neutral.

Thirty years ago, he was just an ignorant young child who sent himself to the Quanzhen Sect simply because his parents were poor. And at that time, whenever the door was opened to accept apprentices, the scene could be described as rubbing shoulders and sweating like rain, and the businessmen and wealthy families and noble officials were also endless.

Complaining in his heart, Li Zhichang said: "That's right. Since the death of the master and the immortal, our Quanzhen Sect has been completely lonely. I can only hate that my cultivation is short, and I have been practicing for more than 30 years, and I have never seen the doorway, and I have cultivated first-class immortals. Otherwise, how could we have ended up in such a state?"

"No way, senior brother. Shaking his head, Zhang Zhichang replied with a bitter face: "It is very powerful for Naga Temple to preside over the Eight Sipa, and he has not yet passed twenty years, and he has already cultivated the body of an earth immortal, and there are only a few people in the world who can fight against it. You must know that even our master is only breaking through when he is approaching middle age. In the face of this person, we really have no chance of winning. ”

"Alas, it seems that there is absolutely no escape from this catastrophe. ”

Looking at it from afar, Li Zhichang looked at the gradually setting sunset, the Danxia was thousands and the purple qi was full of purple energy, which was originally the best time to practice, but he had no thoughts, and still looked at it in a daze, as if he wanted to take this last ray of brilliance into his eyes.

"In that case, what does Senior Brother mean?"

opened his mouth, Zhang Zhijing wanted to ask Li Zhichang's opinion, but at this time, Li Zhichang suddenly turned around, swept the dust with one hand and gently swept it, this sweep was like the broom, sweeping out all the dust in his heart, and making a declaration in his mouth.

"Chaos is still twilight, frivolous from ancient times to the present. Empty words and empty thoughts, if there is no heart. ”

Walking towards the lobby step by step, Li Zhichang couldn't help but think of the time when he accompanied his master on his journey to the west in the past.

This poem was written by his master Qiu when he passed through Hangu Pass when he was traveling west, and the reason for it was originally just a sad ancient and sad autumn, lamenting the cycle of time, but now this poem is just like a criticism for their Quanzhen Sect today.

The concept of Nuo Avenue is declining, and people can't help but sigh.

Zhang Zhijing looked at it for a long time, and then he came to his senses, bowed his head and said, "I understand, senior brother." With that, he turned around and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, after all, there was a huge army sent by the Mongol Great Khan there, and if it couldn't be handled well, it would have a serious impact on the entire Dao lineage of their Quanzhen Sect.

On the other side, Li Zhichang stepped on the rocks all the way, and soon came to the scripture platform.

A wisp of fragrance wafted in, but it calmed down his originally irritable state of mind a little, and looked at a person sitting cross-legged not far away, and immediately said, "Master." The apprentice saluted again. And look at the man sitting cross-legged, although he is full of white hair, but his skin is just like a baby, except that his eyes are closed and have not been opened, and it seems to others that he is just asleep.

This person is the Changchun Zhenrenqiu who has passed away, and it has been more than half a year since his immortal death, but until this moment, he still maintains his usual appearance, and his cultivation is profound.

Li Zhichang stepped forward, put his hand on the platform and rubbed it, his eyes swept over the familiar words, his eyes couldn't help but have some compassion in his eyes, and he muttered: "Master! I know that when you traveled to the west, you paid homage to Genghis Khan just to save the common people and eliminate a murder. However, this land of China has always been in continuous wars and disputes, and the world has not been peaceful because of you alone. In that case, why did you go to the north back then, could it be that what you were asking for was the prosperity of my Quanzhen Sect? It's a pity that since ancient times, it has been uncertain whether the rise and fall of the Quanzhen Sect has been full of people from all over the government and the opposition, and the number of Taoist temples has reached hundreds of thousands, but now there are only a few people left. As the saying goes, its rise is also vigorous, and its death is also sudden. In that case, what is the one who the Master is asking for?"

After thinking about it in every way, Li Zhichang was never able to find out the reason, so he had to say secretly: "Master, I was offended." With that, he stepped forward and put the relic into a cave that had been carved out on one side, and sealed it off to prevent the enemies who would come to him at any time and anywhere from destroying the body of the mound machine.

By the time these things had been done, more than half an hour had passed, and the sun above had slipped to the west, and it would take away its light at any time and turn the land back into darkness. Then he silently used his true strength, and slapped his hand towards the prayer platform, and immediately shattered the whole prayer platform, and the stone wall on it was crisp and numb, like a squid that was roasted on an iron plate, and the words on it peeled off and turned into powder, and no longer looked like before.

However, in the center of this prayer platform, there is a bronze box, which is densely engraved with many words and symbols, and I don't know what is written.

Li Zhichang stepped forward, took off the bronze box, and said in a low voice: "I hope this thing can save my life from the Quanzhen Sect." Then he turned around and left without looking back. (To be continued.) )