The appearance of Xiao Yilin instantly won the favor of everyone in Baiyun Temple. In the cold winter, everyone was very bored, but the appearance of an extremely cute and well-behaved baby girl made every Hengshan disciple eager
He paid close attention to her, wanting to take good care of this little junior sister.
Because Yilin was still too thin, Dingyi did not trust her to be taken care of by his disciples, so he decided to stay in Baiyun Temple to take care of Yilin. Therefore, when Dingxian went out the next day, only Dingjing and Zheng Gui were around.
Accompanied.
When Zheng Gui and the others went out, it was still snowing heavily on the mountain. However, when they went down the mountain, the snow level gradually decreased. The three of them did not ride horses, but carried their swords and baggage with them and used Qinggong to gallop on the snow. It took less than a stick of incense.
Kung Fu disappeared on the official road at the foot of the mountain.
Ten days later at dusk, three people of varying heights and shapes walked in front of the Sun Pavilion at the south entrance of Huashan Mountain. They all wore cotton cloaks to cover their heads and faces, making their appearance invisible.
Arriving in front of the Shansun Pavilion, which had lost all its tiles and was very dilapidated, the three of them stopped and lifted up their curtains. Under the setting sun, they saw two nuns and a monk. They were Master Dingxian of the Hengshan Sect, Dingxian.
Master Jing and Zheng Gui.
After Dingxian and Dingjing traveled across the world for more than twenty years, they visited Huashan countless times. Seeing the Shansun Pavilion becoming more and more dilapidated, they knew that the Huashan sect was completely in decline. Thinking of the former leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, both of them felt sad.
I couldn't help feeling sad, and even with a long sigh, I proclaimed the Buddha's name.
It was Zheng Gui's first time here. He looked around the pavilion curiously. He saw six or seven thick vines growing beside the pavilion. They looked like countless dragons and snakes entangled and dancing. He suddenly wanted to shoot.
In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, when Guo Jing went to Huashan Mountain to discuss swordsmanship, he saw the twelve large dragon vines in Shansun Pavilion, which were like flying dragons leaping into the sky. Therefore, he realized that he could create a boxing technique based on this image with just a lot of effort.
Zheng Gui couldn't help but look at the ancient Shansun ancient vines, but he couldn't see the insights of the first class of martial arts. He sighed softly and said secretly in his heart: It seems that my martial arts cultivation is still worse than that of Guo Juxia during the second class of Huashan.
It's too far...
Dingxian has always been well aware of old news and famous figures in the world. When she saw Zheng Gui looking at the Shansun Vine in a daze, she smiled and said: "This Dragon Vine was planted by Patriarch Chen Tuan himself, six hundred years ago.
It is said that there were twelve trees in the Song Dynasty, but now only seven are left."
Zheng Gui nodded and said: "This ancient mountain sun vine is like a dragon flying in the sky. I can see that there are thousands of figures, each with its own charm. If any martial arts master takes this form, he may be able to create a martial arts."
Dingxian and Dingjing's eyes lit up, and they also leaned in front of the dragon vine to take a look. After a while, the more they looked, the more confused they became, and the three of them coughed slightly at the same time.
Zheng Gui quickly pointed to the afterglow of the setting sun in the west and said: "Two senior sisters, it's getting late. Let's go up the mountain quickly. This mountain sun pavilion will not run away. There will be plenty of opportunities to watch it in the future."
Dingxian and Dingjing passed through Shansun Pavilion and embarked on the mountain climbing road. Zheng Gui followed them all the way up. During the ten days, Zheng Gui followed the two senior sisters and made great progress in Qinggong.
Even though the mountain road in Huashan is steep, it is safe and stable and you will not fall down.
Half an hour later, Zheng Gui and the others arrived in front of the sect's headquarters at the north peak of Huashan Mountain.
Looking at the building in front that looks half like a Taoist temple and half like an academy, Dingxian explained to Zheng Gui: "This place was originally the residence of Guangning Zhenren, the founder of Huashan. Later, many of the founders of later generations were Confucian scholars, and gradually there were no monks.
The North Tower was originally called Jianqi Chongxiao Hall, but after the Jianzong disciples left Huashan, it was renamed Zhengqi Hall..."
Zheng Gui nodded and said: "I also know this. Today's Huashan Sect is dominated by the Qi Sect family. It is precisely because of this that the elder Feng Qingyang who has the highest martial arts in the Huashan Sect is the best in the martial arts.
Seniors will no longer show up, and there has even been no news in recent years..."
Dingjing sighed softly: "Yes... The blood flow of Jianzong and Qi Zong back then was so deep that they formed a deep hatred. Senior Qi Zong even humiliated Senior Feng. What kind of person was he back then? Isn't it true?
Will you go back to Huashan again?”
Dingxian coughed lightly and said, "There is no need to talk about right and wrong in front of the door, lest others listen."
Dingjing hurriedly kept silent. Zheng Gui saw that the door of the Huashan camp was ajar and the snow in front of the door had been swept clean. He was about to walk over and knock on the door when he saw a nine-year-old boy jumping out.
He said loudly: "Where did the three mages come from? What do you do?"
Zheng Gui looked at the boy in front of him. He had fine features, long arms and legs. He knew that he had extraordinary qualifications without touching his bones. What was even more rare was that his eyes were flashing with intelligence and cunning. Although his behavior seemed to be moderate, in fact his mind was complex and changeable.
.
Zheng Gui laughed and said: "We are from the Hengshan sect. Are you Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of Senior Brother Yue? You are indeed a good young man."
Linghu Chong was shocked when he saw that this round-faced monk could recognize him. He knew that what he said was true. He hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, saying: "Huashan disciple Linghu Chong pays homage to Senior Hengshan."
Zheng Gui chuckled and said, "You're a good boy, Senior Sister, Senior Brother Yue really has a good apprentice."
Dingxian smiled and nodded. Zheng Gui was about to lean over and help Linghu Chong up when he suddenly heard a clear voice: "Master Dingxian, Master Dingjing, and Zen master Dingjing, why did you take the time to come here? Yue was far away to greet you.
, I hope you will forgive me..."
Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze came out and took the lead in saluting.
Seven or eight years later, Zheng Gui looked at Yue Buqun, who was already in his forties, and he saw that Yue Buqun had not changed much from before. He still had the face of a crown jewel, and his beard and hair were like lacquer. On the contrary, Ning Zhongze, who was in his thirties, looked more and more...
It has charm.
Zheng Gui stopped his gaze and said while returning the salute: "Master Yue and Ning Nuxia are still in style, and the young monk admires them."
Dingxian and Dingjing also raised their hands to return the salute, and then everyone exchanged casual greetings, and then Yue Buqun led the three of them into the Zhengqi Hall.
After the guests and hosts were seated, Yue Buqun asked politely about the current situation of Hengshan. Although he knew that Master Dingxian did not have any disciples and came here in the snow, there must be something important, but he was not impatient at all and just asked politely.
, and asked Linghu Chong to order the servants on the mountain to clean up the rooms and prepare meals.
After Dingxian and Dingjing thanked each other, they told each other about the remains of the ten elders of the Demon Sect hidden in the Siguoya Grotto in Huashan Mountain.
Ning Zhongze's Qi-nurturing skills were far inferior to Yue Buqun's. Although she knew that it was inappropriate for her to interrupt at this time, she still said in surprise: "How can there be any inscriptions when there is nothing in the cliff?"
"oh?"
Dingxian and Dingjing looked at each other, then looked at Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun nodded and said: "My husband and I grew up in Huashan since childhood, and we are most familiar with Siguo Cliff. The cave is empty, the stone walls are smooth, but there are no martial arts inscriptions carved by the ten elders. If the two masters and Zen masters
If you don’t believe it, Yue will take you to have a look.”
Dingxian glanced at Zheng Gui vaguely, and Zheng Gui hurriedly said: "I heard about this too, but it is related to the martial arts inheritance of our Wuyue Sword Sect, and the martial arts that are said to be able to break the martial arts moves of our Wuyue Sword Sect.
, we have to be cautious, otherwise, senior sister, head, we should go to Siguo Cliff with head Yue to have a look."
Dingxian stood up and said, "In that case, I'm sorry."
Yue Buqun also stood up and said with a smile: "If we really find the stone carvings mentioned under the guidance of the three of us, it will be a blessing for our Five Mountains Sword Sect. Junior sister, the sky is getting dark. You go prepare some torches and wait until the back mountain
Use it from time to time.”
Ning Zhong agreed and went out. Then Yue Buqun asked Zheng Gui some details in detail. After listening, he was silent, and he was a little unsure about whether the ten elders of the Demon Sect really left stone carvings.