Chapter 2 Flowers bloom and fall in the spring breeze

Xiao Chongguang sat next to Chongxu Zhenren and listened to him tell the origin of the Changgeng sword. It turned out that 300 years ago was the heyday of the Kunlun School. At that time, there were less than 200 monks above Yuanying in the world. Among them, there were as many as 32 monks belonging to Kunlun, ranking first in the world. Xu Guzi was the best among them. He reached the realm of distraction before the age of 600. He was the first person to practice in Kunlun in a hundred years.

This Xu Guzi is easy to travel, with footprints all over the famous mountains in the sea, and once crossed the ocean and flourished in foreign lands. He got the Xuanming water essence in Jixi Shenshan, which melted thousands of years of black iron and western fine gold and cast this long Geng. He not only blew hair and cut iron like mud, but also sacrificed it with Kunlun Taoism and planted 108 talisman urns on the body of the sword. Later, the evil road flourished and the world was debathed. Xu Guzi killed countless enemies with this Changgeng sword and became famous for a while.

After listening to Chongxu Zhenren talk about the experience of Xu Guzi's ancestor, he couldn't help but say doubtfully, "Since this ancestor is so powerful, how can he fall, and even the Changgeng sword is also exiled out?"

Chong Xu Zhenren sighed: "The monks are single-minded to seek eternal life and pay attention to obedience to people everywhere. In fact, eternal life is to act against the sky. In the middle, step by step is dangerous. There are natural disasters and man-made disasters. How can profound Taoism be avoided? As for why the master Xu Guzi fell, this is a major event related to this door, and you will naturally know it in the future. The most urgent thing is to teach you how to use this flying sword, otherwise it will be really a pearl secretly thrown into Baoshan and returned empty-handed.

Xiao Chongguang was overjoyed to hear the words: "Thank you for your success." He knew that Chongxu wanted to pass on his Taoism in person. Sure enough, Chongxu returned the Changgeng sword to his hand, raised his hand and flew out of a line of white light and wandered in the air. He pointed to Xiao Chongguang and said, "The proudest Taoism in his life is the twelve chapters of the Jade Tower, which contains twelve true spells of Taoist ancestors, the most powerful of which are the purple mansion god Xiaotian thunder, the innate separation light and the invisible sword escape. In those years, the ancestor of Xu Guzi was best at Shenxiao Tianlei, and specially sacrificed it to the flying sword. Originally, these spells can only be practiced above the golden elixir, but now that you have got this mouthful of Geng, you can urge the spells sacrificed above, so I will teach you this secret of Taoist ancestors in advance. With a flick of his finger, the white light flew into Xiao Chongguang's sea of knowledge. There are countless practice formulas in his mind. This is a means that can only be used by distraction monks. It can distinguish a wisp of yuan god marks and convey messages. If it is used for fighting, it will be even more wonderful.

Xiao Chongguang closed his eyes and meditated, digested and melted the yuan god mark of Chongxu. After a ray of incense, he opened his eyes. Seeing this situation, Chongxu laughed and said, "Brother Chishan is right. Your child's understanding and qualifications are excellent, but it is easy to know and difficult to do. In the future, you should step up your practice and not neglect."

"Master, why are these formulas in addition to the twelve true magic spells, which seem to be related to Taiqing Zheng 1 method." Xiao Chongguang carefully understood the seal of the yuan god in the sea and asked. Chongxu really smiled and said, "Didn't you have forged the foundation of Taoism? It's also a matter of time before you form a golden elixir. Those formulas are the secret record of Zifu, which is the practice of Taiqing Zheng 1 method after the elixir. Originally, these things should be done by your master, but you have not yet made elixirs. You have taught you many golden elixir cultivation. The Taoism that can only be practiced by scholars has to be done by me, the head of the family, so as not to violate the rules of the family.

After passing the method, he carefully asked him about his practice and knowledge, and solved the confusion he encountered in his practice one by one. The two talked for three hours, and Xiao Chongguang benefited a lot. At this time, a disciple guarding the mountain came to report. He whispered in Chongxu's real ear, nodded and ordered him, "That's it today. After you go back, practice in isolation. Don't make trouble. If you have any questions about practice, just ask your master, or come to me."

"I understand, thank you, uncle." Xiao Chongguang kowtowed respectfully, turned around and withdrew, and returned to Yuxu Peak.

Chishan listened to his disciple's story and nodded and said, "Your uncle is right. You have experienced it this time, but there is still a lack of practice accumulation. This time, you can go to Houshan Cliff Cave to practice, just practice the kung fu of the valley."

The cliff cave is on the stone wall behind Yuxu Peak. The entrance of the cave is a hundred feet away from the ground, and no one enters or goes out. Xiao Chongguang listened to Chishan's order, brought dry food, and climbed up the wall from under the cliff.

The cave is not big, and it takes more than 20 steps to reach the end. At the end, there is a futon. On the stone wall behind the futon, there is a sink. A clear spring flows from the top of the cave along the sink and converges into a puddle at the bottom of the cave.

Xiao Chongguang walked around, put down his pocket with dry food, and sat down on the futon to meditite. The foundation monk can already practice opening the valley, and he is only prepared for these rations.

He did not immediately study the Taoism taught by Chongxu Zhenren, but continued to practice the Taiqing Zheng 1 method in order to complete the accumulation of the foundation period. Outside the cave, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move. Time flows evenly like the sand grains in the funnel. Xiao Chongguang closed his eyes and meditated, and his whole body fell into an extremely mysterious state, like a dream but not a dream, as if waking up. He can feel the spring sliding through the veins of the stone wall and hear the sound of water dripping into the bottom of the pit; he can also feel a wild flower on the cliff at the mouth of the cave, blooming little by little; sometimes the breeze will bring a wisp of fragrance, with the smell of soil in the mountains and fields; if he hear the sound of the tail wings crossing the airflow, it is an eagle in the mountain. Circling in the valley.

This is a wonderful dream. The world seems to be very close to him. He can feel the flowers and trees around him, withering and glory. The world seems to be far away from him. The cave he is in, the Kunlun under his feet, and even this world have become a grain of dust in the vast universe. With the ups and downs of his mind, his life disappears. How far is it forever? Is it the morning flowers or the vicissitudes of life? The birth and death of the epoch is a reincarnation. From quack landing to earth for peace is a reincarnation. From the opening of heaven and earth to the annihilation of the universe, countless eras are just a reincarnation. Moment and eternity are only between the one thought of the master.

Time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles. Xiao Chongguang doesn't know how long he has had this big dream, but he sensed the change of the weather around him in the hazy, and seems to have experienced a cycle. He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't wake up, as if he were trapped in the swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he fell. Finally, his extremely sensitive six knowledge also disappeared and turned into chaos. The whole person seems to be walking in the boundless darkness, and there is no direction except the road under his feet.

Finally, a wisp of white light appeared at the end of the road, becoming the only light in the boundless darkness. He accelerated his pace, and the white light became brighter and brighter as if it were leaving, like the new sunrise of heaven and earth, shaking Xiao Chongguang's eyes.

"Wow--" He exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes. The mouth of the cave was dark. It turned out that it was late at night. When he walked to the mouth of the cave, he saw the moon hanging low in the blue night. The moonlight was obliquely sprinkled on the undulating mountains, as if covered with a layer of silver.

Xiao Chongguang quietly enjoyed the charming night. It was not the first time he had such a scenery, but the feeling at this moment was by no means different from before. With the progress of his practice, his facial features and six knowledge have been greatly strengthened, and his divine consciousness has spread to every corner of this mountain and river. Through the blurred night, he could see a small tree on the top of Yuxu Peak, on which a summer cicada was chirping. As long as he listened attentively, the sound of knowing it was like in his ear; he also saw several fish playing happily in the water in the river under the hillside. The progress of practice accompanied by the enhancement of insight, which made him deeply realize the beauty and enchanting of this great rivers and mountains, and that life can be so wonderful!

The sound of footsteps came from his ears, accompanied by a breath that was absolutely different from ordinary people. Xiao Chongguang felt awe of heart: At this time, there will be practitioners coming to the back mountain of Yuxu Peak. Who will it be? Then he smiled relievedly: Probably which brother couldn't sleep and went out for a walk at night?

He looked around and soon found the source of his voice. He was a tall and heroic young man hidden in the night in black. If it hadn't been for his past, he really couldn't see it. The young man's eyebrows were clear and his facial features were handsome, but his eyes were round, his face was full of indistinence, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was eager to try.

Xiao Chongguang frowned. He had recognized that the person was Luo Nansong, a disciple of Uncle Xuanji Sitting on Wangfeng. In the middle of the night, what did he do when he came to the cliff cave? Is it for yourself?

Luo Nansong's next behavior confirmed this conjecture. He walked to the bottom of the cliff cave, held his breath, jumped up a steep cliff, lay on the stone wall like a gecko, and quietly climbed to the mouth of the cliff cave.

Xiao Chongguang quietly retreated to the place where he was meditating behind the cave, pretending to be meditating. Luo Nansong touched the hole and saw Xiao Chongguang, who was still meditating. He gently walked to his back, took a deep breath, and turned into a black lotus in the air. He drilled into Xiao Chongguang's vest. Xiao Chongguang, who had been sitting at the end, immediately fell to the ground.

Luo Nansong laughed and said, "I won't let you suffer a lot this time. What a Taoist wizard, the person in charge of teaching is full of nonsense. The head teacher must be so confused that he actually taught you the Jindan Taoism in person. How can I get this evil breath without torturing you?

When he stepped forward, he was about to step on the other party's body. When he saw Xiao Chongguang's body suddenly disappear, he was shocked and moved his mind to look around the cave, but found nothing. Just as he was at a loss, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a familiar voice sounded: "Brother Luo, I have no grievances with you. Why do you embarrass me again and again?"

He turned around and saw Xiao Chongguang standing behind him leisurely, with his right fingers together and obliquely facing his throat. He looked in the direction of his fingers, and a golden light wrapped around his throat, like a viper standing upright.