heaven money

Wudang Mountain, in the Elephant Washing Pool, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince plunged into the deep pool to pick out pebbles to use as chess pieces. He slowly bent down and groped at the bottom of the pool. His speed was just a little slower than walking on land, but otherwise there was nothing unusual. The water in the pool was a thousand feet deep and even colder than the bottom of the palace lake. It was just that when he was practicing swordsmanship with the white-haired old man, he unknowingly learned his breath-holding technique.

Xu Fengnian thought he had just developed his water ability, but he didn't know that this strange breath-holding and the Taoist's return to the original nature of breathing were the same thing. Not to mention that Xu Fengnian's internal strength was still weak, he finally found the right way. The difference was huge. A person who could only watch the mountain from a distance was definitely not as good as a climber. A person who climbed the mountain but couldn't find the way was not as good as a person who found the way. As for the thousands of ways to climb the mountain, which one to take and how far to go depended on destiny, opportunity and personal hard work.

Xu Fengnian picked up a dozen smooth stones and was not in a hurry to float to the surface. It was very interesting to watch the scenery at the bottom of the pool. Otherwise, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would not have visited the white-haired old man at the bottom of the lake so often. However, the water in the pool was deep and dark green, and the scenes that could be seen were blurry when looking up and down.

Xu Fengnian was unaware of the lightning and thunder on the top of Wudang Mountain. He only felt that the waterfall had become more powerful and the bottom of the pool was becoming increasingly cold and unbearable.

Walking to the edge of the huge rock rooted at the bottom of the pool, Xu Fengnian stepped forward with his feet and sprinted towards the surface of the lake with the trophy in his hands.

Above the Elephant Washing Pool, a white waterfall cascades down like Guanyin holding a bottle.

Wudang headmaster Wang Chonglou flew over to the boulder, sat down on his knees, looked toward the bottom of the pool, and smiled slightly.

Close your eyes.

Exhale gently, inhale gently.

Mist rose from the water surface and spread into the sky.

In the Beiliang Palace and Tingchao Pavilion, Shang Yi glanced at the direction of Wudang Mountain from afar and said with a smile:

“Is it finally starting?!”

By the Elephant Washing Pool, Wang Chonglou waved his sleeves.

The Taoist robe fluttered in the wind.

It actually pulled the powerful waterfall over.

The waterfall cascades like a bridge.

"San Tong Qi" goes beyond the Taoist classic "He Shang Gong Lao Zi Zhang Ju" which proposed that "the five internal organs contain spirits" because it first talks about the three parts, eight scenes and twenty-four gods.

The old immortal was seen breathing into his dantian with his eyes closed, meditating, concentrating his mind into a state of concentration, and his spirit full. His whole body was radiant like the Taoist immortals who passed away as described in the classics.

I only heard Wang Zhonglou muttering:
"The five-colored clouds are in the evening mist. I close my eyes and look inward. Only then do I realize that my body is a cave. It turns out that Huangting is a blessed land..."

"Yellow clothes and purple belts with dragon and tiger insignias, the gods and blessings depend on Taixuan. Three calls and two four qi will naturally flow through."

"The world loves grains and five flavors, but I only eat Taihe Yin and Yang Qi."

"Two water kings confront each other, making people live forever and reach nine heavens high..."

With every word, a golden breath came out of the old Taoist's mouth, lingering between heaven and earth.

In the end, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one golden auras wrapped around the waterfall dragon and slammed into the deep pool together.

When Xu Fengnian was halfway up, he felt something was wrong with the water in the pond. It became icy cold at first, and then suddenly became boiling hot, just like water and fire. So he sped up, and the most horrifying thing was that he vaguely saw a column of water in the sky rushing towards him.

Xu Fengnian gritted his teeth and swam upstream, but he could not break through the water dragon and the lake surface that took on an eerie golden color. No matter how hard the Crown Prince tried, it was in vain. The water surface was like a huge lid weighing a thousand pounds, which could not be opened or removed by human power.

Xu Fengnian's consciousness gradually faded, but he still clenched the pebble in his hand, which he was going to carve into a chess piece with the Green Water Pavilion sword technique. In his coma, he for no reason remembered his second sister Xu Weixiong's words "The world is a furnace, who is not burned in it?" He for no reason remembered the time when he was young and almost drowned in the lake because of playing around, and for no reason remembered the bloody mess of the first time he killed someone with a knife...

Are you going to die?
Xu Fengnian fainted and all the pebbles in his hand fell.

Wang Xiaoping went to Huang Tingfeng but did not kill anyone.

The three men from Mount Longhu were tactful enough to go down the mountain. The sword maniac's sword was truly terrifying. It's not that the three of them couldn't fight, but on Mount Wudang, Wang Xiaoping had the best of time, place and people, so his chances of winning were too slim.

Wang Xiaoping came to the side of the Elephant Washing Pool, sat with his eyes closed, and the peach wood Shentu on his knees kept jumping and buzzing.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was held up by golden energy that was interwoven like a lotus pedestal, suspended above the water, with a waterfall crashing over his head.

Wang Xiaoping didn't go to see it.

With his temper, he wished he could cut the waterfall in half with a sword. You know, this waterfall was the lifelong achievement of the head teacher.

However, what he did not notice was that at this moment, the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor on Mount Wudang was glowing faintly. This phenomenon was very slight and no one on Mount Wudang noticed it. It was shaped like Tai Chi, and the breath of Taoism and Taoism slowly fell into Xu Fengnian's body. It was like a millstone, refining the Dahuangting true Qi that flowed into Xu Fengnian's body. There were very few omissions and it was completely absorbed by Xu Fengnian.

Wang Zhonglou, who was passing on the skills, was also very surprised. He didn't expect that Xu Fengnian could completely absorb the skills he was passing on. Even if he had practiced Dahuangting according to Xu Fengnian's meridians and acupoints, it would not have been like this!

"Could it be that Zhenwu has appeared?!"

Wang Zhonglou was suspicious, but the stronger Xu Fengnian was, the better. The stronger Xu Fengnian was, the faster the Zhenwu Emperor would awaken in the future, and Beiliang would also become stronger. This was an opportunity for Wudang to prosper!
What the Wudang leader was thinking was that a blind cat had caught a dead mouse. Xu Fengnian was the reincarnation of the Great Emperor Zhenwu. In this world, the Great Emperor Zhenwu even left a backup plan to help his reincarnated body grow better.

Therefore, when Xu Fengnian accepted the power transmission, a ray of the true meaning of Taoism and Taoism of the Great Emperor Zhenwu was also integrated into Xu Fengnian's body along with the Dahuangting. It not only helped Xu Fengnian integrate the power of the Dahuangting, but also enhanced Xu Fengnian's potential and foundation.

After a day and night.

The thunderstorm stopped.

The weather on the mountain is fresh.

His Highness the Crown Prince, whose whole body was flushed red, was carried to the thatched cottage by Hong Xixiang. There was a red date mark standing upright in the center of his forehead.

Wang Xiaoping went down the mountain with a sword on his back.

Hong Xixiang and Wang Zhonglou came to the vicinity of the Turtle Camel Monument.

The old Taoist priest who was the head of the sect looked as healthy as usual, but Hong Xixiang knew very well that the eldest senior brother was already in his twilight years and would only live for two or three years at most.

The young uncle said bitterly:

"Does Wudang have to do this to rise?"

The old headmaster smiled calmly and said:

"Not necessarily. It's just that whether I cultivate Da Huang Ting or not, what good will it do to Wudang? I can't just sit there and do nothing. It would be a waste of my talents to be the headmaster.

You are a person who goes with the flow and takes things easy. What I am doing may give you a little pressure, which is always a good thing.

Look, even your senior brother Xiao Wang has gone down the mountain. If nothing unexpected happens, with his talent and this trip, he will be able to surpass the Wu Family Sword Tomb in the future. By then, you will be on the mountain and he will be at the foot of the mountain.

Not to mention our master's words that Xuanwu will flourish for 500 years, at least it can bring more money for incense offerings. You have been wearing the Taoist robe for seven or eight years and you are reluctant to change it. When the time comes, you can change into a new one."

Hong Xixiang squatted on the ground and sighed again and again, saying helplessly: "You only dare to say this to me. If the other brothers heard it, they would be so angry that they would die."

The old Taoist laughed loudly, without any sign of dejection.

Hong Xixiang then suppressed his grief, took out a small jade bottle, handed it to the old Taoist priest and said:
"Brother, this is the elixir given to me by the owner of the Shang Building, the 'Essence-Transforming-Qi Pill'. According to the owner of the Shang Building, if you take this elixir, you can recover your strength in a short period of time!

Moreover, when Senior Brother practiced Da Huang Ting, he practiced according to Xu Fengnian's acupoint meridians. Now that he has broken through and then established, he is expected to reach a higher level, and perhaps he can break through the Great Finger Mysterious Realm and reach the level of a land immortal!"

Wang Zhonglou raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at the jade bottle in Hong Xixiang's hand, and said:

"That Shanglou owner didn't just send me pills, did he?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Xixiang said:

"The owner of the Shanglou is very extraordinary. He follows the path of business, which is different from the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. The gift of elixir today should be intended to invest in Wudang Mountain. At the same time, he also wants Wudang Mountain to protect the Shanglou branch opened nearby in the future!" Wang Zhonglou was surprised when he heard this and said:

“I didn’t expect this OP to be so extraordinary that he actually opened his own path. I wonder what kind of mysterious ability this path has after reaching the first level!”

Hong Xixiang nodded curiously upon hearing this, then shook his head and said:

"Brother, the business path should not have been named when it was first created. I believe that when the owner of the future business building has completed it, he will have the first-class realm of the business path!"

Wang Zhonglou nodded solemnly and said:
"Okay, Wudang Mountain will accept this favor. Besides, the owner of the Shang Building is so extraordinary. It will be of great benefit to Wudang if we win over the Shang Building!"

As he said this, he took the pill from Hong Xixiang.

What Wang Zhonglou didn't say was that the reason he took the elixir was that he hoped to be able to use his crippled body to protect Wudang for a while. After all, the changes that occurred when he passed on his skills to Xu Fengnian also allowed him to see a glimpse of the future.

The scene in the future is that of Hong Xixiang's soldiers escorting Xu Zhihu to ascend to heaven. As Hong Xixiang's senior brother, Wang Zhonglou naturally does not want Hong Xixiang to be sad because of Xu Zhihu's affairs, and he does not want Wudang to lose the reincarnation of Lu Zu who founded the Wudang Taoist tradition!
Seeing Wang Zhonglou taking the pill, Hong Xixiang was also very excited. Wang Zhonglou taking the pill meant that he would not wait for death due to the loss of his power. This was a happy event for both Wudang and him!
Then, Wang Zhonglou spoke again:

"Although Xu Fengnian has a violent temper, he is not a bad person. I won't say much about your association with him, but I am afraid that the world and the government will be in turmoil in the future."

Hong Xixiang said softly, "I can't control it."

Wang Zhonglou simply sat next to his junior brother and said guiltily:

"Although I have the help of elixirs in passing on my skills, you still cannot leave the mountain for the time being. Do you blame me, Senior Brother?"

Hong Xixiang smiled and said, "Of course I complain, but if you don't let me be the headmaster, I won't complain!"

Wang Zhonglou snorted, "Don't even think about it. Go ahead and complain, but I won't be able to hear or see anything by then, so go ahead and complain."

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said, "Big Brother, can you show some demeanor of a headmaster?"

The old Taoist priest disagreed. He was not like those old guys in Longhu Mountain. Below the immortals, everyone is a human being. Seniority and status are all empty things. If one cannot establish moral integrity and make statements, all those things are just external possessions that cannot be taken into the coffin. Why bother to put on a stern face and look at people for decades? Wouldn't it be tiring?

Wang Zhonglou suddenly whispered, "Junior brother, shall we have a competition? It's been many years since we've had a competition, er, let's see who's closer."

Hong Xixiang was as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and asked nervously, "Is it bad?"

The head Taoist provoked him and said, "Don't you dare?"

Hong Xixiang said with youthful vigor: "Let's compete!"

Two of the most senior Wudang Taoists were seen doing something shocking on the edge of the thousand-foot-high cliff of Little Lotus Peak.

pee!

The old headmaster sighed and said, "I used to pee ten feet high in the wind, but now I am old and my shoes are wet. I am old, I am old, I can't help but accept it."

Hong Xixiang laughed and said, "How is it? Farther than you, right?"

The old headmaster patted the little junior brother on the shoulder and said earnestly: "After Master lost to me, he told me that when I lose to you, I can put down the burden."

Hong Xixiang had a bitter face.

The old Taoist priest looked into the distance and said with emotion:
"The height of a mountain is not a small matter. With the elixir given by the Shang Lou master, I may be able to see the day when Wudang flourishes!"

Hong Xixiang hummed and wanted to secretly pat his senior brother on the shoulder.

There was some on my hands just now, I need to wipe it clean.

Why did the senior brother pat his shoulder? Hong Xixiang knew it clearly!
The old headmaster dodged cleverly and said angrily: "Your robe is older than mine. The one you are wearing is brand new!"

Hong Xixiang withdrew his hand awkwardly and said angrily, "This is so unfair."

The Wudang headmaster laughed heartily and left Little Lotus Peak. A voice came from afar:

"Little Junior Brother, if you really want to go down the mountain in the future, you must be more dignified and bring honor to Senior Brother."

The departing Wudang headmaster recalled the future scene in which Hong Xixiang rode a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River and cut off several golden lotuses of fortune on Mount Longhu with one sword!
"My little junior brother should be so imposing and shock the world and the martial arts world as soon as he is born!"

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After Xu Fengnian woke up, he had a splitting headache. He sat up shakily, picked up the bamboo kettle from the bedside and drank some spring water. He went to the table, picked up the celadon bottle and poured the last two pills into it. He drank the cold water in the bamboo tube in one gulp. The headache subsided and he felt refreshed immediately. He caught a glimpse of the Xiudong Knife lying across a pile of secret books.

He stretched out his hand to grasp it, and heard the sound of metal and stone trembling from the blade. Only then did he realize that the true energy in his body was flowing, and his bones were moistened. It seemed that he had endless strength. Xu Fengnian subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but he suppressed this impulse. When he came to the outside of the thatched cottage, he saw the cow rider lighting a fire in front of the stove and cooking a pot of winter bamboo shoots.

Xu Fengnian asked:
"Did you steal those chess pieces of mine?"

The young uncle pretended to be stupid and said:

"I do not know."

Xu Fengnian frowned, but before he could threaten or scare the man with his knife, the man riding the cow started running away guiltily. He had dug out the two or three pounds of winter bamboo shoots with great effort using a hoe, but escaping was the most important thing, so he had no time to care about the delicious winter bamboo shoots.

Xu Fengnian walked to the stove, cooked the winter bamboo shoots, and ate them slowly with chopsticks. Then he went to the cave under Xuanxian Peak and found a small pile of uncarved pebbles. He thought it must be the cow rider's attempt to make up for his mistake.

He smiled, sat down against the wall, and following the superior sword moves described in "Lushuiting Jiazi Sword Training Record", he used Xiudong to carve out the chess pieces. However, the first cut was too erratic and split a hard pebble in half.

Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, no longer in a hurry to cut, and sat cross-legged, calming his mind and breathing in and out. During the journey, Xu Fengnian had already noticed that his five senses were unusually sensitive. At this moment, he felt that his spirit was full and clear. He had a mysterious sense of empathy for the "one breath in and one breath back to the root is called fetal breathing" which was previously just a Taoist magic formula. Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and said to himself:
“Is this the Dahuang Court?”

The rider on the bull appeared cautiously at the entrance of the cave and said with a smile:
"It's the Great Yellow Court. Your Highness must not waste it."

Xu Fengnian laughed at himself and said, "What a waste."

The bull rider shook his head and laughed, "It's too early to say that."

Xu Fengnian said calmly: "I would like to give all the hundreds of books in the thatched cottage to Wudang. Are you willing to accept them?"

The young uncle smiled innocently and said, "Collect!"

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "From now on, I will give Wudang Mountain a thousand taels of gold as incense money every year. Do you dare to accept it?"

The bull rider thought for a moment and said with a wry smile:
"I don't dare."

Xu Fengnian smiled and waved his hand to signal the bull rider to leave. Hong Xixiang left, then walked in again and said softly:
"Your Highness, please don't hold a grudge against me for stealing the chess pieces."

Xu Fengnian said in a young voice:

"roll."

Xu Fengnian spent half a day getting used to the strength of holding the knife, and then he could carve the chess pieces easily and in round shapes. Looking at the two piles of black and white chess pieces, he let out a long sigh of accomplishment, but accidentally blew the chess pieces into a mess, mixing the black and white pieces together.

Xu Fengnian cursed in the Western Shu dialect, packed up his things, went to the purple bamboo forest, cut down two purple bamboos, carried them back to the hut, split them, and spent a day weaving two chess boxes. To be able to do this was a minor skill honed after three years of hard travel and weaving straw sandals.

After putting the 361 chess pieces in one by one, Xu Fengnian glanced at the thatched cottage where the secret book had not been moved yet, then he hung his sword on his waist, held the chess box in both hands and went outside to look at the deserted vegetable garden. The two head maids, Hongshu and Qingniao, were waiting quietly on the side. Only Hong Xixiang from Wudang was there to see him off, which was actually similar to the welcoming ceremony of the few people at the beginning.

As expected, Hong Xixiang was sent to the Xuanwu Dangxing archway.

Xu Fengnian had already seen two hundred Beiliang cavalrymen in armor ready to march. He turned his head to look at Lotus Peak and asked out of the blue:
"How does one say that?" (End of this chapter)