Sheep always feels a very important thing, but she can't remember it.
After Tongguan and his younger brother Lu Yan and Abi, Yang went to Huashan and went to Zhang Chaogu to see Chen Yan. This is where Master Chen's buried bones are.
119 years ago, Yang Yi cut off Zhao Kuangyin's head in the Funing Temple, and then went directly to Dali Dali Changchun Valley with Zhou Yan. Since then, he has separated from his lover Li Xiaoyao in Shushan, and went to the west to Europa.
After 119, he returned to Guanzhong to visit his brother Chen Yi's brother.
The gimbal view on the north peak of Huashan is still there, but it is already a bit dilapidated. There are only two old Taoist priests in the viewing. After Chen Yixian's death 119 years ago, his disciples at the Guannai View of Guan Guan soon dispersed.
Decades ago, there was a famous master of players on the Central Plains rivers and lakes. He claimed to be a real person in Huolong. No one knows the real name.
Maybe, through the analysis of sword style style, he feels that this fire dragon is more likely to be Li Xiaoyao's half -way disciple.
Li Xiaoyao has taught martial arts to too many people, and it is inevitable that good and bad are mixed, but too badly have been killed by him, so the real person of Huolong should not be too bad.
Fifteen years ago, Huolong lived in Hezhongfu, and was regarded by the Lu family as a guest. Lu Yan's swordsmanship was learned from him. After three years of studying, Huolong real people died.
Lu Yan's appearance is very similar to Yuan Tiangang, but it is also a character who lives out of the old Zhang's head. It is more confident that you can't help but be more confident than the old Zhang's head.
Like Lao Zhang's head, Lu Yan is now the living immortal of the Great Song. He said that he was born during the Datang Zhenyuan years, and he was almost 300 years old. This statement was obviously a lot more converged than Lao Zhang's three thousand years old.
Why did Li Longji believe that Lao Zhangtou's nonsense is not, and now Zhao Songguan's family also believes in Lu Yan's story because of the same reason.
Lu Yan said that his master's master Cheng Hanli Xian Liquan, and it was Han Zhongli taught. He said that he had two Taoist couples, and now he has been promoted to the fairy.
Of course, these are Lu Yan said to others, and there is no need to come to this set to sheep.
Lu Yan, the word Dongbin, Dao Junyangzi, meets the sheep at the age of 25, Feng Huazhengmao has a talent. It is the fourth brother who came to the sheep in this world for nearly 500 years.
People who make him completely trust.
She asked Lu Yan when she asked Lu Yan, why there are thousands of monks in the world, but only Lao Yuan, Lao Zhang's head, Chen Yan and Xiao Lu, can you see that I am dead at a glance? Why is there only your four fate with me?
Related?
Lu Yan said that he didn't know, but after the self -cultivation of the Taoism, he would start to feel his life. Only by completing the fate can you cultivate the avenue.
And everyone's life is different.
Lu Yan said: "Brother, my life is you. If you want to find a way to go back, I will help you find it like Tianshengzi.
Then, then
There is only a very small yard and three or four rooms in Yuntai Guan. Some corners of the house have been damaged and leaked. As soon as the sheep gave the old Taoist silver, let him hire a few craftsmen to carry some bricks and build it to repair, and then he
It is logical to live in the concept of breaking the Tao, waiting for Xiao Lu Huhua to return.
Huashan Mountain is steep and steep and extremely difficult to climb. Since ancient times, Huashan Mountain has been a road, and the North Peak is the first peak on this road. There are five peaks in Huashan Mountain, and the other four peaks are much higher than the North Peak.
Yang Yi waited in the mountains for a month, and it was almost time for Xiao Lu to come back. During this month, Yang Yi often wandered around the mountains when he had nothing to do.
On this day, it was drizzling in the mountains. Yang Yi came to a huge stone platform above the Thousand-foot Building and looked into the distance. He saw rain and mist rising in the mountains, like a fairyland. Such a scene is suitable for poetry and rhymes, but for Yang Yi,
There's nothing more satisfying than practicing a fistful of kicks.
Because of the steepness of Mount Huashan, there are few tourists and visitors, which is the main reason why the Yuntai Temple is difficult to flourish. Often no one comes for ten days and a half, so Yang Yi is not worried about others disturbing his martial arts practice.
I took off my robe and top, tightened my wide-mouthed trousers, and started practicing with my arms bare. The wind from the fists passed by, causing the rain and mist to disperse, causing the trees to sway, and the sheep were beaten so hard that they couldn't get enough of it.
Suddenly, he was extremely alert and stopped, looking at the exit of the Thousand Feet Building fifty steps away. Sure enough, there was a person standing there.
He is in his forties or fifties, tall and tall, with leggings tied around his wrists under his long robe, clearly dressed like a martial artist. Moreover, even though he climbed up from the extremely steep Thousand-Level Building, which is said to be a thousand feet high, his breath is still even, which is obviously very unusual.
Simple.
"Good work!" The visitor first cheered loudly, then walked towards the sheep and saluted with clasped fists.
"Little brother, good kung fu. Although this set of Luohan Fuhu Fist is ordinary, when performed by little brother, it is full of power and domineering. It is the only one I have seen in my life, and I admire it."
"My little brother is so good at kung fu, he must be by no means unknown in the world. May I ask what the hero's name is?"
Yang Yi was disturbed from his martial arts practice for no reason, and felt quite unhappy. He did not answer his words, but frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hahaha..." The visitor did not feel dissatisfied. After smiling heartily, he clasped his fists again: "Sajia Guanzhong Zhou Dong." The words were powerful and he was obviously quite confident in his name.
Yang Yi didn't know much about the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. He had never heard of this name, so he bowed his hand in a perfunctory manner. "Okay, I've seen you for a long time. What's the matter with you?"
Zhou Tong was a little embarrassed. He never expected that Yang Yi would be indifferent to his name. But Zhou Tong is a bold hero and does not stick to trivial matters, so naturally he will not blame Yang Yi for his rudeness.
"The Sa family passed by Huashan Mountain and saw the majestic and ethereal mountains in the rain, so they climbed up the mountain to have a look at the scenery. I never wanted to disturb my little brother's practice. It would be rude and disrespectful."
Yang Yi waved his hand. "It doesn't matter, this is not my mountain. Mr. Zhou, please excuse me."
His casual attitude aroused Zhou Tong's curiosity.
"Brother, I see that your boxing skills are so powerful that you have few opponents in the martial arts world. Could you please give me your name?"
Yang Yi moved the hand he had just put down again. "I am not a martial artist. I am not a villager in the mountains, so I won't mention it. Mr. Zhou, where are you from?"
"The Sa family is a native of Guanzhong. Six months ago, at the invitation of the hero of Abbot Xuanci, he went to Shaolin Temple to participate in the martial arts conference. After that, he stayed with friends in Bianliang for a few months and returned to Guanzhong recently. Little brother..."
"Oh, Mr. Zhou has been to the Shaolin Temple?" Yang Yi became interested. The Shaolin Temple could send out hero post invitations because he was a powerful figure in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. This Zhou Tong is obviously not a small player. "Are you very famous?"
Zhou Yan smiled helplessly: "It is slightly a little bit named, but it is also the martial arts fellow love, not worth the sun." Very humble.
"Mr. Zhou, I took a liberty and asked, which martial arts are you, who are you inherited?"
Zhou Yan tilled his chest: "Sajia's self -made eagle claws turn the door, teacher Cheng Shenquan heroes golden platform."
"Jintai? ... Ah, Jintai!"
As a sheep suddenly remembered what she had forgotten, I forgot this golden platform.
Before more than thirty years ago, before Zhan Po Guojue Temple, before the monk Yang Wulang was silent, he not only asked the sheep to send back to Shaolin Temple, but also asked the sheep to inform Shaolin in his encounter and let Damoto let Damoto
The courtyard captures and even kills the evil thief Golden Terrace.
Yang Galang was snatched by Jintai for years of money, and he hung up all the way to the sea, causing him to flow overseas, and eventually died in other places.
As soon as sheep arrived at Shaolin Temple, because they were mistaken for the monk of Lingxiu, they forgot about it. It was almost forty years. Today, Zhou Ye mentioned the golden platform, which reminded him of this.
What is promised but not done.
I'm so sorry for Yang Gulang.
Chapter completed!