Chapter 022: Old Taoist on the Mountain
Not waiting for Xu Fengyen to ask, Xu Snapdragon will be a brain and dish out, “when the Palace of the spectacular, claiming that the hundred schools of thought three thousand sages, in fact, the real power, but Taoism, Confucianism, law, military and yin-yang and other nine, my dynasty heavy law, the rest of the eight countries have their own reliance.
It can be said that the real war in the upper Yin Palace, for example, that the Western Shu letter Huang Lao no competition, occupying the risk of heaven, no ambition, when the Palace has been unified, that the Western Shu can continue to live in a corner, but was I took the troops crushed again.
For a time the world’s people’s grievances surged, the nickname of the human butcher, it was realized. With the palace giant eunuch Han Diaoji and jianghu hermit Huang Longshi together called the three devils that everyone has to kill. My relationship with the palace has always been extremely poor, except for that Mr. Jishang, who was a terrible chess player, who said a lot of things on my behalf that risked universal condemnation.
At that time, Mr. Wang had just won the Name and Reality Debate, and his popularity was as high as the sky, and if there were no accidents, if he won the Celestials again, he could become the next Grand Priest, and go to that Moral Forest to plant a Merit Tree, which was a pity. That’s why I sent your second sister to the Upper Yin School Palace.”
Within the dynasty, there are several prestigious forbidden holy places, excluding the Imperial Palace, there is also the Longhu Mountain which usurped the position of Wudang Taoism orthodoxy, the Listening Tide Martial Library of the Northern Liang Royal Palace, the Shariputra of the Two Zen Temples, the Sword Mound of the Wu Family, and lastly, the Moral Grove of Shangyin Palace of Learning that the world’s scholars aspire to, and which signifies ten years’ worth of trees and a thousand years’ worth of virtues.
As for the three devils, the eunuch surnamed Han was scolded as a human cat, the reputation within the dynasty than Xu Snapdragon is only bad.
However, a white dress yellow dragon shi’s most controversial, hands stained with blood is not much, even compared to some jianghu warriors are much less. But this person a mouth, really powerful, when the nine countries chaotic war, most of them are provoked by him, and he was actually once the most pleased disciple of the Shangyin Palace of Learning, self-proclaimed Huang Sanjia.
This is not his self-aggrandizement, Huang Longshi is recognized as the first of the nineteen paths, cursive first, yin and yang prophecy and weft first, renowned in the world, in the end, the scholars widely rumored on the yin school palace and even almost erected a monument Huang Longshi shall not be allowed to step on for life.
And Xu Fengnian’s second sister, Xu Weixiong is now secretly spoken of as the second of Huang Longshi by many Jixi bachelors within the academy palace, which is evident in his elegance.
Xu Snapdragon gently said, “Mr. Wang came today to ask for one thing, but I didn’t agree.”
Xu Fengnian helplessly said, “You also too don’t give face to Shang Yin Academy.”
The hunchbacked and lame Dazhuguo inserted his hands into the sleeve tube, in the form of an old farmer, but the words in his mouth were rampant to the extreme: “Those readers scolded me thousands of miles away, scolded me to this day, there are a few large cylinders of saliva, I do not feel pain.
Your second sister but every day in their homes to hit them in the face, crackling, loud and dry. I can’t beat your second sister in the Tao, and I can’t beat her in chess. As for fighting, your second sister’s sword, cut those unarmed students, a breath of a hundred or so, and will not even crease.
The guys from Shangyin Academy, they are only good at kanjin, but they are quite unimpressive at chopping people.”
Xu Fengnian said with a headache, “Hitting people without hitting their faces, leaving a line for others, you’re good.”
Xu Snapdragon laughed: “Your father read less books, where so many axioms to understand.”
Xu Fengnian scornfully said, “This is pretentious.”
Xu Snapdragon turned his head and glanced at the embroidered winter sword in his son’s hand and laughed, “Truly not pretentious. Talking with a sword works best.”
Xu Fengnian softly said, “That’s also how I spoke to the one in the capital.”
Xu Snapdragon, who had never had any inhibitions with this son, bluntly said, “Of course. Three hundred thousand Northern Liang Iron Cavalry, every fart shakes the sky, you have to smell it even if you don’t want to.”
Xu Fengnian was ready to go to the bottom of the lake to practice his sword, so he couldn’t just echo the phrase, “The emperor takes turns to be the emperor, and tomorrow it’s my house”, right?
Xu Snapdragon asked, “Do you really want to keep practicing?”
Xu Fengnian wondered, “Or else?”
Xu Snapdragon withdrew his hand, puffed his breath and slowly sold a secret: “Then you go to Wudang, someone is waiting for you.”
Xu Fengnian was surprised, “It’s not like you want me to learn the Jade Pillar Heart Technique from Hong Zaixiang? This is too disgraceful, the scenery of that glazed world is nice, but asking me to practice my sword there is not painful.
He does not go down the mountain I go up the mountain, how to make it seem like the mountain does not come to me I am the mountain, to be honest, do not have the pleasure. I’d rather be scolded by that old Kui, and be sprayed with spittle, or better than to be in the Wudang Mountains.”
Dazhuguo laughed lightly, “The little Daoist surnamed Hong doesn’t have this ability, the one you want to see is Wudang’s Sect Leader Wang Chonglou.”
Xu Fengnian was shocked, “That old Taoist priest who hides and cultivates the Great Yellow Ting Pass? Did he really once split the Canglan River with one immortal finger? This is too immortal Daoist, unbelievable, unbelievable!”
Da Zhu Guo thought for a moment and said, “I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but Wang Chonglou almost fought against the four great celestial masters sitting on Longhu Mountain with the strength of a single person, so he shouldn’t be a person who is selling his name and reputation.
Moreover, Li Yishan’s early years of pointing out the river, did the generals and ministers of the assessment of rouge assessment of the two assessment, specifically mentioned the Taoist master, said he is expected to pass the Xuanxuan, we must know that at that time, Wang Chonglou is still just a middle-aged Taoist priest of little reputation. As for the truth or falsehood of one finger breaking the river, you went to Wudang Mountain not know?”
Xu Fengnian was confused and said, “Wang Chonglou taught me to practice sword? Impossible, that’s passing me the most rapid and profound mind techniques of Wudang?”
Xu Snap smiled, “You will know when you go.”
Xu Fengnian didn’t refuse, Wang Chonglou was a renowned master of the world for a long time, it was always a good thing to see a little bit of Taoist immortality.
He hoped that he would not be another worldly master like Mr. Wang of the Shangyin Academy. The main thing is that Xu Fengyen is practicing his sword at the bottom of the lake, and he thought that there is a deep white elephant pool in Wudang, which is washed by a waterfall for a hundred years and a thousand years, and Xu Fengyen wanted to go there to practice his sword.
This year, Xu Fengyen entered Wudang alone in the twilight.
Under the Xuanwudangxing pagoda, there were only two Taoist priests standing with a big age difference.
One person is naturally that ware color shaochu’s young master uncle Hong Wuxiang, there is also an old Taoist crane hair and childlike face, extremely sturdy, not inferior to the old kui at the bottom of the lake, such a physique in the Taoist sect is really rare.
Seeing Xu Fengyen with a sword, the two Taoist priests are not polite pleasantries, just silently lead His Highness to climb the mountain.
Climbing is physical work, in the past, Xu Fengyen needed to rest several times in the middle of the climb, practicing sword half a year, a lot of progress, but still can’t do it in one breath to reach the top, but whenever Xu Fengyen’s physical strength dissipates and feels tired, the tall old Taoist priest will always stop at the first time, when he stops, Hong Zaixiang will stop.
Xu Fengyen laughed coldly in his heart, this style, than hundreds of Niubizi old Taoist together to welcome more intentional.
Three people in not far from the white elephant pond hanging immortal coffin stop, only a small thatched cottage, seems to be the residence of His Highness, tied a circle of bamboo fence, a table and chairs in front of the house, Xu Fengyen and the old Taoist priest sat down, Hong washed the elephant took the initiative to go to the house to take a set of simple tea, squatting on the side of the tea.
The old Taoist monk whose identity is not subject to speculation, smiled and said: “The world’s swordsmanship is divided into standing swords, walking swords, and sitting swords, with increasing difficulty, and the height of the final achievement cannot be said. Our Wudang has never recommended the sitting sword method, which is against the way of heaven, but there are some insights on standing sword and walking sword, I don’t know whether Your Highness wants to learn standing sword or walking sword?”
Xu Fengyen said flatly, “I come to practice sword.”
Hong Zaixiang, who was making tea, rolled his eyes.
The old Taoist priest said in a peaceful manner, “Sword arts and sword techniques are all on the same path, all of them are after the way of hand-to-hand combat where one person can be a hundred. Like that Deng Ta’a, just carrying a branch of peach blossom, say sword can also, say knife can also.”
Xu Fengyen didn’t want to waste time, discussing with the old Taoist priest was really boring. So he asked: “What is the difference between standing sword and walking sword?”
The old Taoist smiled and said: “Standing sword is simply out of the sword to stop the sword more, the sword momentum is more rapid, such as winter thunder rumbling, not a sound is a sound. Walking sword heavy walking, continuous, such as summer rain majestic, splashing ink. If His Highness prefers to stand with the sword, there are several sets of famous sword techniques on the mountain, which are mutually beneficial when combined with Wudang’s unique mind method, “Picking the Yuan”. If you favor walking sword more, there is no harm, Jade Pearl Peak has a book ‘Green Water Pavilion Azi Sword Practice Record’, its words are subtle and subtle, and it deeply understands the essence of sword art.”
Xu Fengyen pondered for a moment and asked, “Sect Master Wang’s so-called Sitting Sword, is it?”
The old Taoist was puzzled, “This withered sitting method is a family tradition of the Wu Family Sword Mound, outsiders are not allowed to know.”
The young master uncle handed each of the two a cup of tea, the tea was wild tea from the mountains and the water was spring water.
Xu Fengnian took a sip and laughed, “I forgot to congratulate Sect Leader Wang on his release.”
The old Daoist smiled and nodded.
Hong Zaixiang, however, sighed quietly.
Xu Fenian hesitated and asked in a low voice, “Did Sect Master Wang really split that Canglan River with one finger?”
The old Daoist shook his head, “No.”
Xu Fengnian was relieved, the majestic old Taoist in front of him was always a good thing since his ranking was not as good as Wang Xianzhi’s, the weakness of that aptitude was always a good thing.
Hong Zaixiang muttered, “It’s two fingers.”