From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

"Big brother is indeed a god!" Xiao Wuji clapped his hands and laughed.

"Wuji, Wuji..." There was a call from far away.

"Father and mother are looking for me." Xiao Wuji pulled Chen Xi by the sleeve, and invited Chen Xi to be a guest at home, "...my mother's fish is so delicious!"

Chen Xi patted Xiao Wuji's head, pulled out a jade tablet, it was an outer sect disciple Ling with only one foot square space inside, and three Yunling Pills.

"For you, do you like it?"

"I like it!" Xiao Wuji nodded heavily, pointed the jade plaque at the light, and bluffed childishly: "There is a dragon moving inside! Nothing on the father's sword moves!"

As expected of the protagonist with outstanding talent, he can see the dragon shadow before he has practiced.

Chen Xi pointed at Xiao Wuji's eyebrows, and instilled in him the fire attribute kung fu that was differentiated from the Creation Classic.The child's sea of ​​consciousness has not yet fully developed, and Xiao Wuji passed out under the self-protection mechanism.

Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan rushed over, seeing Zhang Wuji collapsed under Chen Xi's palm, his eyes were tearing apart.

Chen Xi flicked his sleeves, and Xiao Wuji floated in front of them like a feather.

Yin Susu hugged her son nervously, Zhang Cuishan chased after a few steps, only to see Chen Xi stepping away on the clouds, this kind of lightness kung fu is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"immortal?"

Apart from Zhang Wuji, Binghuo Island has no other people or things that Chen Xi is interested in.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu are not good parents, and the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun is not a good person. The name of the dragon-slaying knife is too unpleasant. Besides, the secret in the knife is Wu Mu's suicide note. Xichen Palace does not lack martial arts and military books.

wrong……

Chen Xi looked back at the Binghuo Island, which was only a small spot.

The dragon shadow following in the cloud stopped, and Mo Xuan turned into a human form, and landed behind Chen Xi. Holding a crystal ball in his hand, he carved the interior scenery with the dragon element.

Chen Xi turned on his spiritual vision and looked from afar. There are five paths of luck in Binghuo Island, the biggest one comes from Zhang Wuji, Xie Xun, Zhang Cuishan, and Yin Susu are all uncertain and powerless, and the remaining one belongs to the dragon-slaying sword. Floating catkins flashed the phantom of the battlefield.

There is actually a book of war in the dragon sword? !

The story of the eagle shooting has not yet begun, and the black iron epee that relies on the sky to slay the dragon is still in Dugu Qiubai Jianzhong. How did the dragon slaying knife appear?Who put Wu Mu's suicide note in?

"It's the way of heaven."

Chen Xi looked at Mo Xuan, it turned out that he had spoken just now.

"A book, a story, or even an idea... can form a world." Mo Xuan pointed at the cloud: "It's like this."

A white cloud turns into a mirage, and inside is chaos, one bubble after another emerges in the chaos, constantly being born and bursting.

The world also has survival instincts.

Similar worlds fused with each other to strengthen the origin, only to see that millions of bubbles merged into one body, becoming more and more stable, forming a strong diaphragm on the outside to prevent the erosion of chaos.

"This is Little Thousand World."

After Mo Xuan finished speaking, his fingertips stirred in the mirage, and the formed Xiaoqian world turned into strings of bubbles again.

Compared with the previous ones, these bubbles are not fused, but devoured. Externally, a unified diaphragm is formed to protect itself, but internally, they fight with each other.

"This is also the Little Thousand World."

Red House is the former, fusion type.

Comprehensive martial arts is the latter, devouring type.

Great Yuan, Wudang.

Song Qingshu turned the hilt of his sword, turned the roasted rabbit over, sprinkled salt, and the tangy aroma made him swallow.On the mountain hundreds of meters away from him, Zhang Sanfeng had been watching for half an hour, stroking his long beard lightly, with a smile on his lips.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

A strange voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhang Sanfeng was startled, turned around slowly, he didn't sense anyone approaching, but there were two more people, one black and one white, less than three feet away from him.

Xianyi in a white humane robe holds a dust whisk in his hand and smiles amiably; the man in black is like the shadow of the man in white, silent, carving a fist-sized crystal with his nails.

Zhang Sanfeng's pupils contracted, and the crystal stone was suspended in his palm, and there was a garden inside.

"Dao is friendly." Zhang Sanfeng greeted the uninvited guest Jishou.

The man in white is Chen Xi, and the man in black is Mo Xuan.

After the two of them landed, they saw Yuan people wreaking havoc along the way. Chen Xi found out that it was only the second year of Emperor Yuan Shun, and Zhu Yuanzhang was still herding cattle for the landlords. A large-scale peasant uprising would not occur until ten years later.

Chen Xi drew a semicircle in the air with his right hand, "Master Zhang, what is Tai Chi?"

"Easy to have Tai Chi, it is to give birth to Liangyi. Liangyi gives birth to four images, and four images give birth to gossip..."

Zhang Sanfeng's inner energy circulated by itself, he subconsciously followed the flow of inner energy to strike Tai Chi Palm, if he realized something in his heart, he seemed to see a new world in front of him.

Chen Xi took a step forward and joined hands with Zhang Sanfeng.

The two came and went, seemingly slowly but really quickly, the rabbits rose and the falcons fell, and they fought from the top of the mountain to the mid-air, followed by flowing clouds and fallen leaves.

Song Qingshu threw the rabbit away, drew out his long sword and ran over.

The airflow around Zhang Sanfeng became more and more obvious, he suddenly stopped his movements, sat down cross-legged, suspended in mid-air without falling.Chen Xi flicked his fingers repeatedly, shooting out streaks of spiritual power to help Zhang Sanfeng break through.

Song Qingshu poked his head out from behind the tree, and saw the yin-yang fish formed by the auspicious clouds and fallen leaves around his body, slowly falling from mid-air like a fairy, and he was practicing with his eyes closed. He ran out from behind the tree, and Hengjian stood in front of Zhang Sanfeng Dharma protector.

Chen Xi lowered his cloud head and waved to Song Qingshu: "Come here."

Song Qingshu turned his head to look at Zhang Sanfeng, shook his head, and changed to holding swords in both hands with more vigilance.

Chen Xi was quite surprised. The Good Fortune Sutra has a very high affinity for living beings. It can be said that everyone loves flowers when they bloom. Song Qingshu can resist his charm for his relatives. It can be seen that he has a strong sense of responsibility at a young age, but in the future he will be jealous and rebellious because of love. It's a pity to leave the school.

"You think you can stop me?"

Xiao Qingshu bowed slightly, his legs trembling, but he aimed his sword steadily at Chen Xi, looking at death like home: "Go quickly, I have already sent the signal, the real martial arts seven-section array is very powerful..."

"Blue Book."

"Great Master!" Xiao Qingshu threw the sword, and threw himself on it, almost bursting into tears.

Zhang Sanfeng patted him on the shoulder, pulled him forward, and bowed to Chen Xi as a half master: "Thank you for your guidance, fellow daoist, today the poor Taoist can break through the gate of heaven and see the fairy palace."

Chen Xi raised his hand slightly, but Zhang Sanfeng couldn't go on bowing. He shook his head and said, "Innateness is only the starting point of the road of cultivation, and it is still a long way from breaking through the Heaven Gate and entering the Immortal Palace."

"You..." Zhang Sanfeng looked at Chen Xi with piercing eyes.

"The common name is Chen Xi, and the Taoist name is Changqing." A cloud was born under Chen Xi's feet, rising into the air, smiling: "Some people call me Xichen Shenjun."

In March of Yangchun, the wild peaches in the mountains have just opened buds. When Chen Xi smiled, the flowers bloomed in the blink of an eye, and the fruits were abundant.

Zhang Sanfeng was so startled that he stroked off several long beards, Song Qingshu rubbed his eyes hard, ran to the peach tree and picked a peach, raised his sleeves to wipe it, bit it down, his eyes widened.

"Master, it's true!"

Song Qingshu jumped up and picked a big peach, wiped it off with his sleeve, and brought it to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Try it, the taste is different from before, it's so sweet!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the hearts, then looked at the auspicious clouds under Chen Xi's feet, respectfully bowed down again, this time he performed the disciple's ceremony.

Wudang Hall, in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang six sons gathered together, even Yu Daiyan, who had been paralyzed for five years, was carried up to the hall, the handyman Daotong retreated, only Song Qingshu was left in the third generation, Zhang Sanfeng took out a jade bottle and opened it.

White mist gushes out from the mouth of the bottle, transforming into a lotus blooming in the air, and slowly dissipates after a few breaths. The hall is fragrant, and everyone's spirits are shaken and their exhaustion disappears.

"Master..." Yu Daiyan's dull eyes gradually became brighter.

Zhang Sanfeng poured out a elixir from the jade bottle, then quickly covered the jade bottle and put it away, holding the golden elixir to Yu Daiyan's lips.

Yu Daiyan's Adam's apple twitched, and he closed his eyes: "Master, I can't help it. Such a miraculous panacea should be left to the big brother cough cough..."

Zhang Sanfeng squeezed Yu Daiyan's mouth open, stuffed the elixir in, and then grabbed Yu Daiyan's wrist to support his veins.

The elixir was as sweet as honey, it melted in the mouth, it made Yu Daiyan cough non-stop, his numb limbs seemed to be eaten by countless ants, his heart was stuffy, he wished he could cough out his heart and lungs.

"Third senior brother!" "Third senior brother!"

Everyone rushed to Yu Daiyan's stretcher, as if they had seen a ghost.

"you you……"

Yu Daiyan slapped his heart hard, and after a heart-piercing cough, he spewed out a piece of coagulated black blood, and his whole body became refreshed and relaxed.He stared at his hands in a daze, his fingers trembling, touched his legs, jumped off the stretcher, and kowtowed heavily at Zhang Sanfeng, his forehead was pressed against the cold floor tiles.

There is the sound of water ticking.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay!" Zhang Sanfeng pressed Yu Daiyan's shoulder, said hello several times, smiled and couldn't help but shed two old tears.

"Shenjun's elixir really cured third uncle." Song Qingshu picked up a basket of hearts and handed a big one to Yu Daiyan: "Third uncle, taste the peaches planted by Shenjun, it's as delicious as the flat peaches in the sky! "

Mo Shenggu smiled happily: "Where do you get the peaches at this time of year? Who is the god?"

Song Qingshu danced and said how good-looking and powerful the god is, soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, smiling, the flowers bloom and the peaches mature, and the trees grow taller and bigger. Even the grand master broke through the innate with the help of the god.

"Innate?!" Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

Song Qingshu jumped up, untied the sheepskin package on his back, and showed the elders the black stone in the package.

"This is the spirit iron that the god gave me, and the god also passed on to me the "True Dragon Exercise Technique". When I use my fist to train the spirit iron into a life-spirited sword, I can become a sword fairy. People are in Wudang, and flying swords can span thousands of miles Go to Dadu and behead Yuan Emperor!"

"Blue Book."

"Father, I know."

Song Qingshu retreated with the spirit iron in his arms, the wanton flying in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Shenjun Xichen came to the world to accumulate merits and virtues. He not only passed on the immortal method of Qingshu, but also gave us the real method of becoming immortal in Wudang." Zhang Sanfeng enshrined a little flower in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and the budding peach blossom spread among everyone Stretch the petals in the eyes...

"From tomorrow, arrange tenants to plant fairy seeds, gather disciples to rehearse the army formation, and wait for the order of the gods."

Song Yuanqiao hesitated: "Master... wants to make trouble?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard: "Today, it's time to change."

Ruyang Palace.

Ku Toutuo walked through the garden. He was accused of being a martial arts master for the little princess who was just two years old. What kind of martial arts can a two-year-old child learn?It's not that the people around the prince make the stumbling block crowd out.

Do you want to kill a high-ranking Mingjiao to make a vote...

Ku Toutuo was thinking about it when his heart skipped a beat.

□□ Quiet!

There are many birds in the palace garden, and it is early morning when the birds are most noisy.

There were no birds chirping, no insect chirping, the wind froze and couldn't blow through the treetops, and even the underwater fish didn't dare to wag their tails.

"Fan Yao."

A clear voice came from behind, and Fan Yao turned his head abruptly.