Zhao Chongshan sat cross-legged, his energy rolling like a tide. Behind him was the lotus pond with withered vines, revealing sharp corners from the water, and then slowly bloomed. Once it bloomed, it was the entire lotus pond.
Zhao Chongshan looked at the pond of lotus flowers behind him, his heart as calm as water.
At the last moment of life, it is enough to neither regret for wasting my years nor shame for doing nothing.
Zhao Chongshan turned around, looked at Hu Jinming crying, and smiled softly: "Little junior brother, after the senior brother left, this Kunlun will be handed over to you."
Hu Jinming burst into tears without saying a word.
Behind him, there was a young Taoist of the same age who wanted to call him "Uncle Master". The young man was named "Lin Jingnian" and was Zhao Chongshan's only apprentice in his life.
The mist in the sky was bright and the sky gate slowly hangs down. Zhao Chongshan's body suddenly became a long rainbow and flew to the sky gate.
"My junior brother, if you go down the mountain in the future, remember to be more domineering and have a long face for us Kunlun."
The sound disappeared, and the strange phenomena in the sky slowly disappeared.
Hu Jinming knelt on the ground and cried in tears.
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On the Lotus Peak, a young and handsome Taoist priest who grew up on this peak changed into a dress, walked in white socks, and tied a bun with a red sandalwood Taoist hairpin engraved with Tai Chi patterns at the end. The wide and long sleeves of the Taoist robe were extremely new and noble, with two sword-shaped long straps on the buttons of the Taoist robe, which is a unique decoration of Kunlun Master.
The young Taoist priest gently jumped onto the turtle camel monument and looked at the sacred stairs shrouded in clouds and mist.
A high sky is not considered high, but a person's heart is higher than a sky. A great Tao is not considered great, but human kindness is greater than a Tao.
Our generation of practicing Taoism is nothing more than cultivating the mind.
The evening drums sounded in the mountains, the mist slowly dissipated, and the scenery of the Lotus Peak was fully visible. Hu Jinming stood up, looked away, and was stunned.
Hu Jinming went up the mountain for fifteen years, without practicing martial arts or the "way of heaven". He just rode cows and herd cattle, refined elixirs and read books, and was aimless, just to relieve his fatigue.
Feeding the yellow crane on the top of the mountain just felt fun; controlling the wind to blow away the mist just to see the scenery outside the mountain.
This is Hu Jinming's "Big Road".
Suddenly, a mist surging on the Lotus Peak.
The youngest sect in Kunlun history had no words, but just spit out the long energy in his chest.
"If I don't ask for Tao, the Tao will come naturally."
He took a step, and this step was ten feet away. He stepped out of the turtle camel monument and the lotus peak.
The 72 peaks of Kunlun were surging, and they rushed towards the Lotus Peak. There was a yellow crane roaring in the sky, holding Hu Jinming who was about to fall off the cliff after watching him.
Hu Jinming stepped on the back of the yellow crane steadily and soared forward ninety thousand miles.
Lin Jingnian stood on the peak, staring blankly, murmured: "Master, you really should stay and see. The uncle of the little master stepped into the 'Xuanzun'."
On this day, in Kunlun, the old head coach Zhao Chongshan ascended into the rainbow; on this day, in Kunlun, the new head coach Hu Jinming, holding the "Zhanlu Sword" in his hand, stepped into the "Xuanzun".
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In Zhongzhou City, Jian Jia, who was eager to take revenge, was already red in his eyes. Even so, he still failed to hurt Bai Qi at all.
Bai Lu and Kumu were already covered in blood, lying on the side, gasping for breath.
Jianjia supported her tightly, her eyes hanging on Bai Qi's head like a sharp knife. Bai Qi was slightly angry, but after taking the respect for Wei Wuji, she still did not kill Jianjia.
"You go, I won't kill you, nor will I keep you as a slave."
After Bai Qi finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Jianjia rushed forward again without any effort. Bai Qi frowned slightly and knocked Jianjia hundreds of meters away with a palm.
The previous concession caused a bloody mouth to be cut from Bai Qi's back of his hand.
Bai Qi, who was born with the quirk of "love hands", finally got angry: "Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill you."
With a casual wave, a sword energy came into the air. Jianjia collapsed on the ground, her red dress became more and more bright, and it was no longer said whether it was the original color or the blood stained.
The sword energy hit, and Wei Jianjia closed her eyes in despair.
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Kunlun Mountain.
For some reason, the seventy-two peaks of clouds actually surged like tides. The sea of clouds was like seventy-two white dragons, rushing towards the main peak of Kunlun.
Hundreds of yellow cranes flew from the sky, soaring and hovering.
On Kunlun Mountain, the waterfall that flows down is like a divine helper. The low end is lifted up and straightened to the Lotus Peak adjacent to the only young Taoist who practices the way of heaven. The waterfall runs across the sky like a white ritual. Tens of thousands of Taoists see this scene as if they are in a fairyland, even more silent. The huge Kunlun Mountain is almost a needle that can be heard.
Who is the bridge that flows across?
Lin Jingnian saw with his own eyes that Zhanlu's sword flew out of Taixu Palace in a sheath, and rushed to Lianhua Peak along the water bridge on the top of the two peaks. Hu Jinming sat cross-legged on the peak and murmured to himself: "Today I will go to Zhongzhou."
Zhanlu's sword flew around Hu Jinming, like a close friend meeting, cheering and thrilling.
A yellow crane flew over on his own, picked up Hu Jinming, and flew down Kunlun Mountain.
The yellow crane shuttled through the clouds and passed through Hangu Pass, a majestic city in Qin State, with a powerful momentum. It flew straight down and passed over the sky of Song State.
The Song Dynasty was prosperous, and there was a building named "Yellow Crane" that stood on the bank of the river. Its wings and horns were rugged and its momentum was heroic. A poet once left a famous poem: "The man who had already left with a yellow crane, and there was no Yellow Crane Tower here."
King Song was very happy today and drank and wrote poems at the Yellow Crane Tower. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a magical yellow crane flying from west to east. When he looked at it again, he saw a young Taoist priest sitting on it, not inferior to the style of an immortal.
The smoke is vast, and the yellow cranes pass by the Yellow Crane Tower. King Song took a sip of wine and murmured to himself: "We have seen this scene, and it will be worth our life."
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Zhongzhou is not the old place, but there are old friends there.
The most beautiful thing in Jiangnan is red clothes. The sunrises, the flowers in the river are redder than fire, and old people and old scenery are familiar with them.
Hu Jinming calculated carefully, and his brow suddenly frowned. He patted the scabbard, and the Zhanlu sword spanned thousands of miles, drifted across the sky with a long rainbow flying straight out.
Bai Qi's sword energy was about to penetrate Wei Jianjia's eyebrows, but suddenly he saw Zhan Lu Mingjian coming from the sky.
Some words came with the sound of the divine sword: "Bai Qi, you dare!"
The yellow crane flew fast, and the young Taoist priest fell to the ground like a meteor, and in a blink of an eye came to Wei Jianjia.
The sword energy was like a dragon, and it actually blew Bai Qi away for several miles, retreating again and again.
Bai Lu, Kumu was stunned and said in a daze: "Is it a master from the upper class who is distracted?"
Wei Jianjia had red eyes and turned her head away, not looking at the new Kunlun master who had been angry for the first time in her life. She said in anger like a little girl: "What master is just a stinky Taoist priest from Kunlun Mountain."
The young master who was not afraid of Bai Qi was so worried that Bai Lu could actually reveal the uneasiness that made Bai Lu confused.
The yellow crane gently flapped its wings and blew off countless osmanthus.
Wei Jianjia, who never looked at Hu Jinming, said in a deep voice: "Why are you doing in Zhongzhou??"
Hu Jinming's face turned red and he didn't say a word. Bai Lu looked at him and thought to himself: "Is this young master too thin?"
After about a long time, Hu Jinming plucked up his courage and said, "That year at Lotus Peak, you said you wanted to ride a crane."
Wei Jianjia did not answer, and always turned her back to the "coward" in front of her.
Hu Jinming took a deep breath and smiled and said, "Wei Jianjia, I like you. Whether you believe it or not, there is no one in this world who likes you better than me."
"I will still like you in the next life."
Hu Jinming bent down and picked up Jian Jia, who was covered in blood.
"Where do you want to go, I'll accompany you."
Bai Qi walked slowly, his face full of questions. His "Killing God Tower" has always been a place of bloody killing, so why did so many people come to talk about love today?
Jianjia looked at Bai Qi and stretched out her index finger slightly with her left hand: "You help me kill him."
Hu Jinming didn't think anything, and the Zhanlu sword tightly shone into the sky.
Zhan Lu Jian and Zhao Si Jian fought another 149 moves. Bai Qi's sharp sword opened and closed. On the 150th move, Hu Jinming was blown back and covered in blood.
"I can't beat him."
Wei Jianjia smiled for the first time, Qiu Shui's eyes completed two small crescent moons. She hugged Hu Jinming's neck and chuckled softly: "Forget it, I won't be angry with you."
On this day, Hu Jinming, the new leader of Wudang, rode a crane to Zhongzhou and fought with Bai Qi. Although he was defeated, he was still honored. He lost all his cultivation, but he rode a crane to return to Kunlun with Wei Jianjia.
Bai Lu and Kumu also escaped unscathed.
Bai Qi, who had lost nearly 30% of his cultivation, looked at Hu Jinming's back as he walked away, shook his head and smiled helplessly.