Cyber Daming

At midnight, everything is silent.

In Xuanyue Guan's confinement room, a corner of the originally closed window was opened, and a sneaky figure came in.

As soon as the other party landed, a faint scent floated into Chen Qisheng's nose.

In the clear vision of black and white, everything around him was a dull black, except for Zhao Yanlong's figure, which was glowing gray.

He put his finger up to his lips to signal Chen Qisheng to be silent, and then he tiptoed and took out an iron pot from behind his waist.

"Hehe, this is good stuff. Authentic wild boar meat, without any garbled agricultural ingredients."

Chen Qisheng pulled out a stick bone and chewed on it while paying no attention to Zhao Yanlong.

Zhao Yanlong swallowed nervously and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhao Yanlong, who was already a young man, was standing back to back with Chen Qisheng, the sword in his hand was stained with blood, surrounded by enemies.

The sounds of collisions and screams intertwined and overlapped, resounding throughout the entire Wudang Mountain Road.

When Zhao Yanlong saw this scene, he immediately felt deflated. His squatting body fell back and sat down on the ground.

"You are my senior brother, I don't care about you, who cares about you?"

Chen Qisheng sat on the futon, stretched out his legs, and asked: "Brother, what exactly is this Qi? Can you tell me?"

Only then did Zhao Yanlong realize that the meat in the pot had reached the bottom. He hurriedly ran around, took out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeves and grabbed them into the pot.

"I'm really nothing, huh?"

"The grandsons in the kitchen actually dared to attack our senior brothers, and even caused you to be imprisoned by the master. Senior brother, I have to help you get out. So I took all their stocks. How about it? It's interesting. Bar?"

Chen Qisheng stepped diagonally and dodged the incoming weapon, then slashed with his long sword, slicing open a person's face.

A scream exploded beside Chen Qisheng.

The sound of the sword penetrating into flesh made Zhao Yanlong tremble all over.

Perhaps the messy bun disturbed him from eating meat, so Chen Qisheng raised a hand covered in oil and water to pull the hair away from his eyes.

The fear of death gripped Zhao Yanlong's heart tightly, and the heroic courage he had shown just now disappeared. He closed his eyes tightly and subconsciously let out a scream.

"You promised me!" Zhao Yanlong shouted with red eyes.

Chen Qisheng, who was still high up, heard the shouts and seemed to really think that Zhao Yanlong was following closely behind him. The sword light in his hand immediately set off a colder light, killing the people in front of him and wailing.

He is worthy of being my junior brother, Master Dao, he is really awesome!

Zhao Yanlong looked frustrated and said angrily.

"Rush, Chen Qisheng, you boy, hurry up and rush forward, don't block your senior brother's way!"

Boom!

The mountain road collapsed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"The masters in the temple never said anything like this happened."

"Although I was deceived this time, I should be like a senior brother now, right? I should be."

"kill!"

Zhao Yanlong smiled proudly: "Because what they practice is internal strength, and the zhenqi we practice is not inferior to them at all, and we are even better at fighting than them!"

At the end of the mountain road, an archway with the characters "Zhishi Xuanyue" written on it can be seen in the distance.

And the Taoist who he used as a shield and suffered countless swords had already lost consciousness and did not know whether he was dead or alive.

"I don't even have one myself, how do I know what it is?"

"It's really not surprising. Senior brother, I also ate the meat you brought from the kitchen. Naturally, I had to share in the trouble you faced. And I'm good at fighting, so naturally it's my turn. When it comes to using your brain, senior brother. He is good at it and everyone has a reasonable division of labor, so there is nothing strange about it.”

But none of these could stop Chen Qisheng.

In the Japanese area, when he killed Zhang Qingsheng and was promoted to the Human Immortal Lord, he felt the true energy growing in his body.

"Why else? I want to take a shortcut."

"And the older you get, the less chance you have of generating true energy. If you are unlucky, you may just be a Taoist boy after practicing for the rest of your life."

"And "qi", in our view, refers to the energy generated through acquired breathing and practice, which is the true qi you feel. What we are pursuing is 'training qi to transform into essence', cultivating nature and life The two become one and complement each other.”

But he gritted his teeth and refused to make any sound.

Zhao Yanlong, who was constantly condemning himself, suddenly stopped talking, and surprise filled his eyes: "Junior brother, what did you say? Do you really not blame me?"

Zhao Yanlong curled his lips: "So now those ignorant believers have gone to Longhu Mountain, and our incense is getting worse and worse. They don't even think about it, if dreams can come true, then wouldn't everyone be the same? Immortal?"

"In a moment, I will be in front, senior brother, and you will be behind. The end point of the assessment is in front of you. Don't get entangled with them. Rush over in one breath and settle the score with them later!"

Chen Qisheng asked in confusion: "If you are so powerful, why would anyone want to be a new sect's Taoist priest?"

"Junior brother!!"

There were shouts of killing in the distance, Chen Qisheng's sword was like a swimming dragon, and there was no enemy in front of him.

"But the New School is much simpler. As long as you are not an ignorant fool, you will always have a chance to join the order after spending more than ten years. And I heard that the 'Huang Liang' of Lao Shizi can make people If you practice dreaming and sleep for several years or decades, a pig can become a spirit."

But in a flash of thought, Zhao Yanlong gave up. He really wanted to challenge a dozen people with two chair legs. Let alone stimulating his true energy, it would be good if he could avoid being beaten to death.

There are mountains and forests in front of you, and there are people all around.

Zhao Yanlong was so annoyed at the moment that he wanted to slap himself twice. If he hadn't run at that time, he might have been able to stimulate his true qi.

But the pain was unexpected, and it didn't fall on him.

Chen Qisheng looked around coldly and made arrangements at a very fast speed.

The sword in his hand was bitten off by flesh and blood, so he used his fists.

Fighting all the way, blood everywhere.

Meeting on a narrow road, it was naturally a bloody melee.

Chen Qisheng grabbed Zhao Yanlong's collar and carried his body on his shoulders.

Without me, he would have been able to rush out and pass the assessment to become the Taoist preceptor of Wudang.

At this moment, Zhao Yanlong's left hand was twisted into a twisted posture. Obviously, his bones had been broken by someone's kick. The severe pain deep into his bone marrow made his eyes black.

Before he had time to catch his breath, another evil wind came in front of him. He hurriedly blocked it with his arms, and was kicked backwards.

Zhao Yanlong, who finally stopped rolling, picked up a short sword and swung it randomly, forcing the people around him away. Finally, he got a moment to breathe and stood up again.

Chen Qisheng wiped his hands with the curtain beside him and said lightly.

"I felt it when I was fighting with the group of people in the kitchen."

"Zhao Yanlong, you can't run away!"

"Hold on tight, don't fall down again this time!"

The Taoist holding a long stick was overjoyed when he saw this, and was about to swing the stick horizontally to smash Zhao Yanlong's head, but suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.

Zhao Yanlong hugged his knees with both hands, squatting in front of Chen Qisheng, scratching his head a little embarrassedly, and said angrily: "Junior brother, in fact, I was not without the courage to face it with you at that time. I was actually preparing to ask for help."

"Our Taoist ancestor said that only cultivating the nature, not cultivating the life, is the first problem of cultivation."

"Just practice it. Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Let's go!"

Zhao Yanlong's pupils were bloodshot, and his mouth was full of saliva. He actually carried a group of people up several steps.

Zhao Yanlong leaned over and took a fruit from the tribute on the altar. While biting it, he said vaguely: "Take our Xuanyue Temple for example. We are a legitimate branch Taoist temple of Wudang Mountain. How many Taoist children in the temple can cultivate true qi and have the hope of entering the Tao?"

Zheng!

The wind whistled fiercely, and there was a sword light slashing down.

Zhao Yanlong smiled miserably, and his injuries were immediately affected, causing him to stagger.

Chen Qisheng rushed forward, and Zhao Yanlong followed closely behind him. He immediately added two swords to the enemy who had not completely fallen down.

But after a while, he sat up straight, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I have heard from the masters before that the entire Daoxu is now divided into two factions. One faction is practicing Qi, which is us. The other faction is practicing Qi, which is now called the "New Daoxu". "

The handsome Taoist priest in a Taoist robe was holding a floating flying sword in his open palm. He was arrogant and looked at Chen Qisheng, who was covered in blood, with indifferent eyes.

Such bravery is only found in the old school of the Daming Daoxu.

The two young men bumped their heads together, eating with oil dripping from their mouths, and occasionally looked at each other with happy and satisfied smiles.

"Do you really think so?"

"Brother, next time we should shout earlier if it doesn't work, otherwise it will be really tiring for me to kill from above again."

"Brother, I admit that I am timid and spineless. I know I was wrong, so please don't blame me, okay?"

"Those warriors outside bully men and women and are domineering. They slap the Master today and punch the Buddha tomorrow, but they don't dare to come here to make trouble. Do you know why?"

Seeing Chen Qisheng advancing forward with great momentum, Zhao Yanlong's breath of anger in his heart dissipated at once, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Yanlong rubbed his lower back, which was stinging from the burn, and laughed, "Try it quickly."

"Haha...this cultivation is too tiring, I won't cultivate it, I won't cultivate it."

Zhao Yanlong leaned over and rushed into his arms, raised his head, and knocked it hard on the other's chin. Then he roared, stabbed the opponent's abdomen with the short sword in his right hand, and suddenly exerted force on his shoulders, staring at the opponent and rushing to the steps.

At that time, I thought it was a change brought by the sequence upgrade, but now it seems that the real old school has been practicing true qi since before entering the sequence.

"Before the Chongzhen Restoration, it originated from the ancient word qi, which means cloud qi. There is actually not much difference between them. But after Emperor Yizong established the twelve sequences of the three religions and nine streams, "qi" and "qi" evolved into two different concepts."

"Junior brother."

It was Wang Jiulang of Taiyue Temple who deceived Zhao Yanlong.

Chen Qisheng roared, accelerated his pace, raised his knees and rushed forward, and actually carried Zhao Yanlong and jumped up, smashed the chest of a person who blocked the road with his flying knees, and pressed the other party to the mountain road.

"Charge!"

I accidentally walked on this road again.

Zhao Yanlong swallowed the last bite of meat, leaned on the futon, and burped with satisfaction.

"Of course, you little bastard, leave some for me."

"Wang Jiulang, you bastard, we agreed to work together to pass the test, but now you are betraying us, aren't you afraid that the Taoist Master will kill you with a thunderbolt?"

"By the way, Senior Brother, let me tell you something, I seem to have developed true qi."

Chen Qisheng picked up a piece with his bare hands and put it in his mouth, nodding his head and saying, "It smells good!"

Zhao Yanlong had a mournful face: "There were so many people across from me at that time, and I wasn't good at fighting with them. When I saw blood, I started to panic. When I panic, my mind goes blank, my legs don't work, and I don't know why. He ran away and left you, junior brother, there alone."

With one mistake, the two of them were separated, and Zhao Yanlong fell far away, surrounded by people.

"Eat more if it smells good. It's enough this time."

Phew!

Joking laughter sounded above his head. Zhao Yanlong opened his eyelids and saw a smiling face covered in blood.

"Of course. Do you want to eat this meat? If not, I'll eat it all."

Zhao Yanlong placed the iron pot in front of Chen Qisheng, opened the lid, and the aroma mixed with the hot steam came out.

"I don't blame you."

"Senior Brother, is it because you choose Zhen Qi instead of Xin Qi because Zhen Qi is stronger than Xin Qi?"

A disdainful sneer came from the crowd: "There are only so many places for the assessment granted by Wudang this time. You and your idiot junior brother want to take two. Why?"

Seeing that Chen Qisheng forgave him so easily, Zhao Yanlong couldn't help but widen his eyes with suspicion on his face.

There is one last person standing in the way.

Under the majestic statue, there is the aroma of meat.

"I promised you, but if you can't pass the test, you can't blame me. Go ahead and destroy them."

Chen Qisheng reacted very quickly. The long sword in his hand came first and stabbed directly into the man's stomach, knocking him down in an instant.

Just as a column of moonlight fell, his face was covered with bruises and bloodstains.

"Little beggar, what you said is wrong. Are we practicing to compare with who is stronger? No, what we practice is truth, Tao, and..."

The fallen corpse did not deter the surrounding enemies, but instead aroused even more ferocious murderous intent.

Zhao Yanlong shouted angrily, but the fingers holding on to Chen Qisheng's trousers refused to let go.

"Join forces? You even believe this, Zhao Yanlong, you are really stupid."

In the world of black and white, you cannot see the scarlet blood, but you can truly feel the pain caused by the sword.

"In the view of the new sect of Taoism, 'Qi' is the innate source and is born with it. They advocate 'training Qi to transform into spirit' and only pursue the Taoist mind without caring about the physical body."

Zhao Yanlong, who was making an impassioned speech, suddenly saw the scars on Chen Qisheng's face. He suddenly felt guilty, scratched his head and laughed.

Zhao Yanlong's eyes moved around, and finally landed on the altar behind Chen Qisheng. He pointed at the statue of Lingguan on the stage and said: "If I lie to you, then let Master Lingguan punish me so that I can never practice in this life." If you are really angry, you will never be able to enter the Tao for the rest of your life. How about that?"

Zhao Yanlong looked in disbelief, and when he saw Chen Qisheng nodded affirmatively, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face.

Zhao Yanlong turned over with difficulty and faced up, his chest heaving violently. His Taoist robe was full of rips made by swords, and a bloody hole was stabbed through his left calf at some unknown time.

"You little brat, who asked you to take care of me?"

"Actually, brother, let me tell you the truth. I don't do it for anything else. I just want our way to be able to eat and drink. You said that even the immortals on the stage have to eat a stick of incense, but we are not If a god has no emotions and six desires, can he still be called a human being?"

"How could it be so fast? How many days have you been practicing Tai Chi? I've been practicing for a year and I still don't feel the slightest bit of energy."

Although Chen Qisheng has been cultivating Taoism in Longhu Mountain since he was a child, this is the first time he has heard the terms "Zhen Qi" and "Heart Qi".

"This mountain pig is really authentic, and it cannot be compared to those crooked melons and split dates produced by Nongxu."

A long stick was smashed head-on. Zhao Yanlong turned sideways slightly and let the stick fall on his shoulder, making a crisp crackling sound.

"Fuck your grandma's legs!"

This time, I can no longer drag my junior brother down.

When the shouts of killing stopped ringing in his ears, Zhao Yanlong finally slowly opened his eyes.

Sure!

As soon as the thought here fell, the attack came again.

"Brother, hurry up."

His forehead hit the hard mountain road, and instantly he was bleeding like a pillar.

At the end of the mountain road, under the archway.

The dark confinement room was lit by moonlight.

The bright sunlight shone into his eyes. He did not look at the shining archway, but stared at the sharp-edged profile face that was close at hand.

An entrance trial allows killing at the sight of blood, and there is only one Taoist school in the world called Wudang.

But in such a chaotic battle, even if Chen Qisheng was brave enough, it would be difficult to protect Zhao Yanlong from the tidal wave of enemies.

"Don't be stupid, let me down quickly"

But soon, Chen Qisheng's sight was completely blocked by the dense crowd of people.

Zhao Yanlong, who was lying on his shoulder, closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, but his face, which was also covered in blood, had two dirty water marks at some point.

The evil wind blew through the forest, howling like a mountain ghost.

Cold murderous intent followed the approaching figures.

Zhao Yanlong patted his belly leisurely: "I haven't become a human yet, why should I rush to become an immortal? I'd better focus on the human world first, junior brother, are you right?"

Zhao Yanlong shook his head and said: "You may not think that the speed of the new sect's cultivation is much faster than ours, but their bodies are fragile, like paper. If you poke them with a sword, they will die. Although our cultivation is difficult, it can be The strength is much stronger than those of the new factions, and they have no weaknesses in fighting. "

"Everything I tell is the truth, you have to believe me. If I lie to you, I"

The punch was punched to the bone, and the finger was exposed, but the fist still did not loosen.

Chen Qisheng said uncertainly: "Perhaps actual combat is more conducive to the stimulation of true qi."

Dang!

The long sword in Zhao Yanlong's hand was chopped away by someone. He lowered his head to avoid a heavy punch in the face, stretched out his hand to grab the left foot of the puncher, pulled hard, flipped him to the ground, and punched him in the face.

Chen Qisheng took a deep breath and grinned.

"Junior brother, I will take you to the gate of Wudang Mountain now!"