The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 1878 The Qi of the Three Pure Ones

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight appeared from the horizon, Feng Jiuxiao and others had already arrived on the road to Laojun Pavilion.

Although the Four Beauties of Qingcheng were very familiar with Laojun Pavilion, Feng Jiuxiao had finally come here, so how could they miss the opportunity to accompany him? Therefore, there were more than 20 disciples of Qingcheng, including Yu Qingzi. Two of Yu Qingzi's junior brothers were just out of retreat, and there were more than a dozen peers of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng. They all performed well, so they were specially allowed by the headmaster to attend the meeting. Letting them meet Feng Jiuxiao was also a disguised reward!

After all, the news that Feng Jiuxiao led his fellow martial artists from the Central Plains to fight their way up to the White Bone Mountain and Skull Ridge, and had a decisive battle with the Demon Cult by the Blood Pool had spread throughout the martial arts world. In the end, the Demon Lord died under the claws of the Blood-Bone Demon Dragon, and all the disciples of the Demon Cult were killed or wounded. In that battle, the abbot of Yedi Zhai, Mingzun, and the abbot of the Qunmo Island, Xiong Qianggu, were also killed. Three of the four giants of the Demon Cult were killed, and the Dharma King of the Daguangming Temple directly retired to the Western Regions. The Demon Cult was in name only, and the hidden dangers of the Central Plains martial arts were completely eliminated!

Feng Jiuxiao has made great contributions and is unparalleled in his popularity!

I am honored to meet Feng Jiuxiao!

Mingyue flew back to Longhu Mountain on a crane early in the morning to report!

The entire team consisted of about forty people, and they were as mighty as a long dragon cruising upwards along the winding mountain road.

The mossy stone steps wind around the mountainside, covered with fallen pine needles and tung leaves, and on both sides of the road are steep slopes. The mountains are undulating, shrouded in clouds and mist, and it feels like walking in a fairyland.

The air is filled with the fresh smell of various vegetation.

"The taste on the mountain is just different from the taste at the foot of the mountain!" Lajiao wrinkled his nose and took a few deep breaths of air, with a look of emotion on his face.

Yuan Zishan said: "This is why people build their monasteries on the mountains. Besides being secluded, the natural energy here is the most abundant!"

When everyone followed Yu Qingzi around the dripping cliff, the morning sun had already torn the clouds apart, and countless golden lights shone through the clouds onto the earth. At this moment, everyone looked far away from the heights, and they felt that the vast world was in their sight, and their hearts suddenly felt extremely open!

"The clouds are rolling in my chest, and the birds are flying back home; I will climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all the other mountains!"

Tang Huan unconsciously recited Du Fu's "Viewing the Mountain".

Yu Qingzi laughed and said, "Mr. Tang only knows about Mount Tai written by Du Fu, but he didn't know that he also wrote about Qingcheng?"

Tang Huan was startled, then thought about it in his mind. It seemed that there was indeed a poem about the word Qingcheng, but he couldn't think of it for the moment.

Tang Shan smiled and said, "Master, I know the name of the poem seems to be "A Banquet in the East Tower of Langzhong to Send My Eleventh Uncle to Qingcheng", right?"

Yu Qingzi smiled and said, "Not bad! Miss Tang, please recite it again!"

Tang Shan said with a smile, "Great! There was a tall building in the old city, and the ancient Danyu is still there. It is more than a hundred feet away, and the four doors are open. It is the time of autumn and winter, and the colors are dim. The weather is cold and the birds and beasts are resting, and frost and dew are on the grass roots. Today I am sending my uncle off, and I am filled with all my feelings. How could it be that there are so many thieves in the mountains and rivers? I want to cry in the wind, but the sound is swallowed up once it comes out."

Tang Huan frowned and said, "I was wondering why I had no impression of it. Apart from Qingcheng being in the name, there is no mention of Qingcheng in the poem at all!"

Tang Shan smiled and said, "It seems to be mentioned but it is not. This is the highest realm of poetry!"

Tang Huan rolled his eyes at her, "Are you a monk? Why are you still playing tricks?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh and continued to move up the mountain.

Chang Zijin said: "Master, I also remembered a poem about Qingcheng!"

Yu Qingzi smiled and said, "Miss Chang, please speak."

Chang Zijin said: "There are thousands of mountains in the southwest of Shu, and the Qingcheng Peak is the most mentioned in the immortal scriptures. The peaks of Qingcheng Peak lean against the blue sky, and the Emei Mountain is far away and swallows the sword. The clouds on the brocade screen easily become clouds, and the flowers in the Jade Cave are bright without knowing the sunset. The two wonders of Xingtai chased the king's teacher, and Ruan Yujun wrote Wang Can's poems. At sunset, the sound of monkeys is connected with the jade flute, and when the weather clears up, the green mountains are beside the flags."

Tang Shan said: "Not only does this poem mention Qingcheng, but it also appears twice!"

Chang Zijin smiled and said, "If you add the poem title, Qingcheng will appear three times! The poem is called "A Song to Send Yang Du Erlangzhong to Shu Army". The author of the poem is Qian Qi."

La Jiao asked, "Miss, who is Qian Qi? I haven't heard of him much."

Not only Chili is curious, many people are also curious.

Yuan Zishan asked, "Have you heard of Monk Huaisu?"

La Jiao said, "I don't know about others, but I know Monk Huaisu! He is a great calligrapher! General Lian's mansion also has his calligraphy! I remember that when someone gave General Lian a gift, they gave him Monk Huaisu's "Eating Fish Post" and said it was priceless!"

Yuan Zishan asked, "Guess what Huaisu's last name is?"

Chili blinked, "Could it be...his last name is Qian too?"

"clever!"

"Then Qian Qi and Huai Su are relatives?"

"Correct!"

"Then what is the relationship between them?" Because Huaisu was a monk, she didn't dare to guess.

"Huaisu is Qianqi's uncle!"

Everyone nodded and expressed admiration for Yuan Zishan's erudition and versatility!

Tang Shan and Tang Xuan have been secretly staring at Yuan Zishan!

They had long heard that Yuan Zishan was known as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, and that she had attracted countless young talents in the martial arts world to compete for her. Among them, the most famous was of course Jinzhong Chang Er!

Later, rumors spread in the martial arts world that Feng Jiuxiao suddenly appeared, killed Chang Er, and won the beauty.

Now it seems that the rumor that Feng Jiuxiao killed Chang Er is actually true!

But Yuan Zishan always had a black veil on her face, so the title of the most beautiful woman in the world could not be confirmed!

But Tang Shan felt that she, as a girl, would fall for Yuan Zishan's graceful and charming manners just by looking at her every move. Wouldn't it be even more terrible if a man saw her?

Everyone can truly feel that Yuan Zishan did not deliberately twist her body when she walked. Her waist just swayed slightly naturally, but it gave people a natural and breathtaking charm, a stunning beauty that came overwhelmingly!

Like a "peony in ink and color", it has the majestic beauty of national beauty, gracefulness and elegance;

It is also like a lazy and delicate Persian cat, petite and lovely yet full of wild beauty;

For some reason, a strange word popped up in Tang Shan and Tang Xuan's minds: "aggressive"! Yes, Yuan Zishan's beauty was dazzling and full of aggression!

Just by looking at those eyes, they both believed that the phrase "the most beautiful woman in the world" was not an exaggeration!

Her pupils were not the usual black, but an enchanting azure blue!

She is as bright as a sapphire and as deep as the blue sea. She is like a goddess high above, making people feel inferior and ashamed!

So they only dared to sneak a few glances at Yuan Zishan from behind. Once they came to Yuan Zishan's side or front, they didn't dare to look at her directly.

Tang Xuan whispered, "Ashan, although I have never seen Miss Yuan's true face, I feel that she is definitely worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world! What do you think?"

Tang Shan also nodded and said, "Right! It's really strange. In the past, when I saw a beautiful woman, I always wanted to compete with her, but in front of her, I just felt ashamed of myself, a kind of..."

Tang Xuan said: "It feels like retreating three steps, right?"

"Yes, yes, you feel the same way?"

"yes……"

The two of them whispered, but the people around them could hear it clearly, but no one dared to make a scene! Are you kidding? This involves the wife of the "Deputy Envoy" and the "Leader of the Mountain Alliance"! Although Feng Jiuxiao unilaterally announced the dissolution of the Mountain Alliance, how many heroes in the world took it seriously?

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and soon they reached a corner of Laojun Pavilion in the distance.

The gray tiles and flying eaves of Laojun Pavilion pierced through the sea of ​​clouds, revealing the beams and columns carved with the Bagua pattern.

The eyes of the Taotie on the bronze door knocker were moist with dew, and each copper nail had been rubbed by pilgrims until it glowed a dazzling red-gold color.

Feng Jiuxiao looked up and saw that the pavilion was five stories high. Below the main plaque "Laojun Pavilion" was a plaque "The Gate of Wonders". Above the main plaque was "Mysterious Way of Wonders". On the next level, "The Peak Way is Supreme"...

Seeing that Feng Jiuxiao was watching carefully, Yu Qingzi did not disturb him.

Everyone stood outside the door motionless.

Noticing something strange, Feng Jiuxiao immediately smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Taoist priest. The calligraphy on these plaques is so stunning that I was distracted. I'm really sorry to have delayed everyone. Please come in, Taoist priest!"

Yu Qingzi smiled and said, "Please come in, sir!"

At the same time, he introduced: "The base of Laojun Pavilion is 120 feet wide, with a total of six floors, which means six harmonies; the bottom is round and the top is square, which means the sky is round and the earth is square; the floors have octagonal corners, which means the eight trigrams; the exterior is in the shape of a tower, with three round treasures on the top, which means the three talents of heaven, earth and man!"

"What a good meaning!" Everyone praised!

They stepped over the bluestone threshold engraved with "Tao follows nature" and saw that the thousand remaining incense sticks in the purple copper incense burner in the hall were still emitting green smoke, and the cranes in the mural of the Three Pure Ones seemed to be about to break through the wall and fly into the sky!

The caisson hanging from the dome of the main hall swirls the twenty-eight constellations, and the statue of Laozi in the center is more than three meters tall, with hundreds of years of time condensed in the folds of his bronze clothes.

The Bagua mirror held in the left hand of the statue of Taishang Laojun is covered with a copper-green rust color due to years of rust, but the whisk in the right hand is as smooth as new - it is said that every time the moon is dark, a silver thread will automatically wipe away the dust on the altar.

There is a gourd hanging around Laojun's waist, which glows a faint red color in the darkness.

Feng Jiuxiao looked at the statue of Laojun, as if he had traveled back a thousand years ago. In a trance, in the vast desert, a young man appeared in front of an old man riding a green bull.

The young man asked, "Where are you going, Laojun?"

Laojun said: "Go west through Hangu Pass and convert the barbarians into Buddhas!"

The young man was puzzled: "What does it mean to transform a barbarian into a Buddha?"

Laojun's eyes were deep: "Of course, it is to educate the Hu people and convert them to Buddhism!"

"But Laojun is the founder of Taoism!" "It is precisely because I am the founder of Taoism that I should teach the Hu people to believe in Buddhism?"

"why?"

"Do you know that the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains has been going on for a long time?"

"Know a thing or two!"

"Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains from India in the Western Regions during the Han Dynasty. At that time, it was also called Buddha religion. People at that time regarded it as a magical technique of immortals to educate the barbarians. Therefore, Emperor Huan of the Han Dynasty worshipped Huangdi, Laozi and Buddha together, recited the subtle words of Huangdi and Laozi, respected the benevolent temple of Buddha, and regarded monks as alchemists."

"Alchemist? Someone who visits immortals and makes elixirs to achieve immortality?"

"That's right! So you should understand why there is a contradiction between Buddhism and Taoism, right?"

"I see. That's why there have been several disputes between Buddhism and Taoism in history, with each rising and falling!"

"The contradiction is between Buddhism and Taoism, but it is the emperor who influences the rise and fall of both!"

The young man said, "I know that there were four campaigns to destroy Buddhism in history, referred to as the Three Wus and One Zong. Emperor Taiwu of Wei, Tuoba Tao, Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou, Yuwen Yong, Emperor Wuzong of Tang, Li Yan, and Emperor Shizong of Zhou, Chai Rong, all launched campaigns to destroy Buddhism."

"Do you know why these emperors wanted to destroy Buddhism?"

"As far as I know, one is the dispute between the barbarians and the Chinese. After all, Buddhism originated from the Western Regions and is not of our ethnic group, so it was naturally excluded. The other reason is that Buddhism has a great influence and has squeezed out the living space of Taoism."

"Will these two points alarm the king of a country?"

"Then I'll think about it again." The young man was in deep thought. Laojun sat steadily on the back of the green ox, as still as a mountain.

After a moment, the young man said, "There are several reasons. The first is the problem of money. Buddhist temples throughout the country absorb a large amount of money from the people every year and acquire a large amount of land. They do not have to pay taxes or perform military service. This has led to increased financial pressure on the entire empire, especially in times of resource shortages or frequent wars. The court needs more tax sources and soldiers, and the existence of Buddhism has seriously hindered it!"

Laojun hummed, "Continue."

"The second is the issue of power! The spread and influence of Buddhism is so terrifying that it can even threaten the concentration of imperial power! Buddhism has a deep foundation among the people, and the number of monks is also huge. To a certain extent, an organization with unified ideas and a large number of people is definitely a huge potential threat to the dynasty!"

"Well, continue."

"The third is the need to calm the public anger and divert conflicts! Monks evaded military service, but ordinary people were forced to serve; monks did not pay taxes, but ordinary people were forced to pay taxes; during famines, ordinary people were starving and had to eat tree bark, but monks could eat mushrooms in the mountains. These injustices were enough to arouse public anger and threaten the imperial power. In order to appease the people, Buddhism had to be destroyed!"

"Gone?"

"No, that's all I can think of."

"Yes, that's basically it. I'm going to the West to improve their Buddhism and put it on the right path."

"Young Master! Young Master!" Someone seemed to be calling from the sky. Laojun riding on a green ox smiled and said, "Someone is calling you, let's go. You are a martial artist, so I will give you a ray of the Three Purities' Qi!" After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed. A ray of golden light shot into the young man's brow, and then Laojun gradually faded until he disappeared in the vast desert, as if he had never appeared.

"Young Master?" A voice called out from the sky, and the young man suddenly felt a shock all over his body. He felt the world spinning, and suddenly he came to another place! In front of him was a statue of Laojun.

Yu Qingzi whispered in his ear: "Young Master?"

Feng Jiuxiao immediately smiled apologetically, "My mind was wandering just now and I lost my composure a little. I don't know why I lost my mind several times today."

Yu Qingzi smiled and said, "Perhaps you possess the supreme Taoist power, so you have a spiritual connection with the statue of Laojun."

Pang Shiwu nodded immediately, "What the Taoist said makes a lot of sense! Well, I really do have this mysterious feeling."

Of course, he did not say that he and Laojun seemed to have communicated in the spiritual world for a while, because he knew that no one would believe him if he said it, and they would just think that he was hallucinating!

But in fact, he really felt an unknown force roaming around in his body at this moment, but it was temporarily unable to merge with his own true energy!

That strange kind of true qi might be the "Three Pure Qi" given to him by Laojun!

The Three Pure Ones and the original true Qi in the body each go their own way and do not interfere with each other. Whenever they are about to meet, the "Three Pure Ones" will actually accelerate through the fork or stop moving forward and wait for the original true Qi to pass through the fork before moving forward. It is like a spirit with life and will never collide with the original true Qi.

After touring the main hall, everyone went out through the back door.

A cast iron pavilion stands on the cliff behind the pavilion, with copper bells hanging from the eaves where eight dragons are coiled.

The inscription on the stele records that when Zhang Tianshi passed away here, he hid the sword that guarded the mountain under the seat of Laojun. In the previous dynasty, a treasure thief pried the base of the statue, and a thunderbolt in the rainstorm that night shattered the ancient ginkgo tree in Gedong, leaving only a broken root, and half of the rusty sword was embedded in the heart of the tree!

Today, the charred tree stump has been tied with red silk by believers. Whenever the mountain breeze blows past, the silk ribbons seem to be floating between heaven and earth like thousands of talismans!

Feng Jiuxiao stroked the cool bronze crane incense burner, feeling the thousand-year-old Taoist fortune of Qingcheng Mountain!

There are words of the Tao Te Ching engraved on the body of the stove. What is accumulated in the traces of the words is not just incense ash, but the sincerity of countless believers.

Amid the clanking of iron horses on the eaves, Feng Jiuxiao seemed to hear the roar of the alchemy furnace collapsing that year -

It is said that when Laojun was refining the Nine-transformation Golden Elixir here, the flames from the exploding furnace turned into lush green all over the mountain, so the mountain is dark green all year round.

"Master, Laojun Pavilion is the top of the first peak in Qingcheng. Our trip here is complete. All good things must come to an end. We will say goodbye now."

Yu Qingzi knew that the time of separation would always come, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden. She was stunned for a moment.

Qiu Tong said at this time: "Sir, this is just the front mountain scenery. We haven't seen the back mountain scenery yet. It's better to see both before leaving!"

Yu Qingzi reacted immediately, "Yes, yes, let's go after we finish touring the back mountain!"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Master, don't you want to leave me a thought? Do you think I will never come again in this lifetime?"

Yu Qingzi was startled, then smiled and said, "Okay! This is what you said. You must come to Qingcheng again in the future. I will accompany you to visit the back mountain!"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Once words are spoken, they cannot be taken back!" At the same time he stretched out his right palm!

Yu Qingzi also stretched out his right palm, "It's a deal!"

The two of them high-fived as an oath!

Although we are reluctant to leave, we must say goodbye after sending you thousands of miles away. We will no longer see you off after we reach the mountain gate.

Feng Jiuxiao and his companions said goodbye to Yu Qingzi, the Four Beauties of Qingcheng, all the disciples of Qingcheng, the Six Little Fortunes of Tang Sect, Du Ruhui and the thirty wolf soldiers one by one.

The thousand-year-old crocodile is still unconscious, and it is up to the Qingcheng Sect to decide how to deal with it.

After leaving Qingcheng, the three carriages headed straight for Wenchuan.

The journey was mostly through rugged mountain roads. Fortunately, Pang Shiwu spent a lot of money to modify the carriage and asked expert craftsmen to replace some of the easily damaged parts with metal structures, including the wheels. The hubs and spokes were all made of copper-aluminum alloy. As for why copper-aluminum alloy was used, the craftsman only said that this alloy was lighter and stronger. Then, the most important thing was that the craftsman actually used beef tendons, iron wires and silk threads of unknown materials to weave a thick rope, which was wrapped around and embedded in the groove of the outer profile of the wheel. He called it a "tire". This strange thing actually played a great shock-absorbing role!

Yuan Zishan also found it magical and praised it highly.

Feng Jiuxiao asked the craftsman at that time if he knew Mr. Chuanyue. The man was shocked on the spot. Although he tried his best to deny it, everyone basically understood that this incredible thing really came from the mysterious Mr. Chuanyue!

It was not until the evening that we could see the city walls of Wenchuan from afar.

Feng Jiuxiao said: "It was named after the Wen River. It has a thousand-year history of being a county since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty established Wenshan County."

Yuan Zishan said, "It looks like we are still ten miles away from Wenchuan City, but the mountain road is winding, so it will probably take another hour to get there. The city gate must be closed, so we will have to sleep outdoors tonight."

Feng Jiuxiao said: "There are lights on the mountain over there, it should be a temple, why don't we go up and take a look."

Everyone took a look and saw that there were indeed a few buildings on the hillside with faint candlelight. It looked like a temple, but the light was dim at night and they couldn't tell whether it was a Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple.

After finding the steps leading up the mountain, Feng Jiuxiao said, "If this is really a temple, there must be a place to store carriages nearby. Let's look for it. Maybe there is a special road for carriages to go up the mountain."

Pang Shiwu immediately walked forward and came back after a while, "Brother, there is a road ahead that leads directly to the mountain." He pointed to the steps below, "This is a small road, which should also be a shortcut."

Zeng Yong was inspired and said: "What shortcut? It's clearly a poor man's road! Poor people don't have carriages, so they can only take this road! The road you found that can be used by carriages should be called the rich man's road! The rich man's road may seem a bit long and round, but people riding in carriages are always faster than people walking, so which one is the shortcut?"

Pang Shiwu touched his nose and said, "Whichever road we take is the shortcut!"

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Fifteen is right! Let's go!"

Pang Shiwu drove in front and led the way. Soon they found the road leading up the mountain. The road was very smooth and the carriage was very stable on it, not bumpy at all.

Feng Jiuxiao laughed in the carriage and said, "It is indeed a road for the rich."

Thank you Yudong for your strong support and encouragement!