Chapter 201 Dragon Taoist
"You actually arranged the dragon Taoist of Longmen Wudang to live here?" Bai Su looked at the environment in front of him, which was almost the same as the domestic countryside, and looked at Song Jie in front of him as if he were looking at a monster who didn't know whether to live or die.
Obviously, Bai Su knew the details of Song Jie, the master, so he showed such a surprised expression.
"I can't help it. This is the only stronghold in Novosibirsk in China. Although it is relatively remote, fortunately, the facilities are still very complete. There is a large wine cellar in it. My master is quite satisfied with this."
"It's not a secret that Long Taoist's surname is good wine, but his surname is strange. Song Jie, you didn't say hello in advance, so you brought us here. Isn't it a little risky?" Bai Su frowned.
"Bid Bai, you don't have to be afraid. No matter what purpose you come here for, it's not a big deal in my eyes. People like me thought that they would die all the time. It's not for the matter of Xiaoye and the two of them, and I won't come out. On the contrary, you two, one is the descendant of Emei in Shu, and the other is the reincarnation of Tibetan esoteric Buddhism. Although Da Dan is still far away, he has also cultivated a magic power other than boxing. Why is he willing to fall at the instructions of others? Have you been practicing for many years and still don't know the truth of the troubles of the secular world? This year is getting worse year by year. The air in places where there are many people is smelly. The world is not benevolent, and people's hearts are insufficient. Living in such a doomsday era is really a misfortune for us practitioners!!"
At this time, a person's voice suddenly came from far away in the silent night sky.
Bai Su's face changed, and he quickly looked at the Jinzhu Dabao Lama beside him. He crossed Song Jie, who led the way in front of him. He moved his feet and walked forward quickly. After a long way, he finally saw a man in a vast white snow.
The man turned his back to them and sat cross-legged in the snow.
He is wearing a very ordinary cyan robe. Maybe it's because it's too long. The neckline cuffs of this robe have become a little white and broken. His dark hair is on the top of his head. He is inserted with a long bamboo hairpin. He can't see his facial features clearly. He only sees the man sitting in the snow with a shiny one in his hand. The yellow gourd, while talking, did not forget to drink in his stomach one by one.
As soon as the cold wind blows, the wine is fragrant.
This person's back and body do not look very old, but I don't know why the tone of this person's voice is completely old-fashioned. No matter who listens to it, he will involuntarily have a feeling that this person is relying on the old. Bai Su looks like a suit, leather shoes, and a manly dressed like he is about 30 years old. In fact, his actual age is nearly 60 years old, and he was even called a boy surnamed Bai.
However, Bai Su did not show any dissatisfaction with such a name. Facing this person's back, even if it is far away, the breath that penetrates outside the body is still a master like him, feeling a trace of bone-through coolness. It's not the kind of cold caused by the extreme cold because of the drop in temperature, but a kind of instinctive fear of the superiors that directly in the depths of the bone marrow.
At the same time, what this person said is also sad and empathic!
In the past, the so-called monks were generally monks, either Taoist priests or monks, and in the past dynasties, they have often made great moral powers that have history, cut off the dust, hide in the mountains, and devote themselves to cultivation. Like Bai Su and Jinzhu Dabao Lama, who have cultivated magical powers other than boxing, in ancient times, they can also be called "real people" and "living Buddhas". What they pay attention to is that they jump out of the three worlds and are not in the five elements. For the emperors and generals who are superior in the secular world, these people are with real immortals. There is almost nothing different, and it is difficult to meet. It's not like now, with their status, they have to be driven by the Lin family for various reasons!! When I think about it, I really feel that the world is declining and people's hearts are not ancient. It is really the end of the era of the extinction of all "fa".
However, this is the reality, not because the individual ideas of a person and a group can be transferred and changed at will. Being in it, there should always be some stains. How many people can still be like white lotus in the mud without staining?
Such condescending words are more or less sarcastic. If someone else speaks to Bai Su and Jinzhu Dabao Lama like this, everyone will think that this person must be a madman, but at this time, he can't stand in the face of the snow moon in front of him. The drinking Taoist, neither of them had a trace of anger. On the contrary, in their eyes, Song Jie beside them even saw a deep look of silence and approval.
Obviously, the Taoist's words have been said to the hearts of the two people, which has aroused resonance.
"The era has changed, people's hearts are not ancient, and there is nothing anyone can do!" Bai Su stepped forward, his eyes swept the back of the Taoist, and there was a trace of sigh on his face, as if he was self-deprecating: "I have practiced boxing since I was a child, and I barely cultivated a little magic power after 40 years later. When I was in Mount Emei, I was lucky to hear the prestige of the dragon Taoist from several predecessors who interacted with my teachers. I didn't expect to meet him for the first time. It turned out to be in this exotic place thousands of miles away from the country!"
"However, fortunately, we come here for the same purpose. We also come here for one person, and we don't have any conflict on this point. What's more, this time, Song Jie was also in the middle of the line. Presumably, the seniors have understood our intention in their hearts?
Bai Su speaks out, and seriously speaking, it is still a little rude. You know, this Longmen Wudang's Long Taoist, Ye Tianshi and Yue Po, the elder brothers who taught on behalf of their teachers, but the people at the time of Daoguang Guangxu, according to their age, were also Bai Su's grandfathers generation. According to the rules of Lao Li, he met the Long Taoist. It is to greet the etiquette of the younger generation, instead of calling the word "dragon Taoist".
It's just that what he did is not wrong. After all, the two of them are not from the same sect, and the theory of generation is not enough. If he talks like this, others will have no choice but to do with him.
Although he has long known the name of the dragon Taoist in the circle of these people, Bai Su himself is also a contemporary descendant of Emei Huizimen. He has cultivated his magical power and has no eyes. It is not so easy for such a person to convince him. If it hadn't been for Wei Changjiang's words of Wang Chan too powerful, Wang Chan had killed Ye Tianshi and Xu Changchun's various achievements that shocked him. In order to seek stability, he would not have come to the Long Taoist with Song Jie in a low voice.
But the airs of the Longdao people are too big. They know that many of them are visiting at night, but they don't even bother to go back.
Because of this, Bai Su was a little upset and spoke a little stiffly.
"The person you are talking about is Wang Chan. The man who killed Xiao Ye. For Bai Su's impoliteness, the Long Taoist didn't seem to care at all. He just sat between the snow, looked up at the moon, and raised the wine gourd in his hand high, so that a thin wine fairy fell directly into the depths of his throat. The raging north wind rolled up layers of snow and blew in waves, but even a trace of hair on the corners of the old Taoist priest's body could not be blown. It seemed that the wind and snow automatically turned into invisible as soon as it approached his body. The wind stopped and the snow dispersed, and he couldn't touch his body at all.
I don't know how long I've been sitting in the snow and drinking, but there are no snowflakes on the Dragon Taoist!
Bai Su, who had just finished speaking, flashed his eyes, and then found this vision very quickly. He suddenly frowned and his face twitched.
If the inner kung fu is practiced to a very high level, and the inner and outer parts are integrated, the true strength can spread outside the body, applied to the body, and through the dense pores to form a cycle. If the kung fu is higher, it can even be practiced into the legendary inner family. Once it is used, there are no omissions all over the body. It can not only hurt people invisibly, but also protect the body against the swords and soldiers. Even in the heavy rain, it can also be used as a car, without raindrops touching the body, and there is a wonderful use of splashing water.
But this dragon Taoist was between the wind and snow, and his movements were natural. He overturned the wind and snow outside his body at the same time. It seemed that there were countless invisible swords rushing out of his body all the time, rotating around his body, and grinding all the wind and snow into pieces!
This is still the magic gate in the inner kung fu. Obviously, this old Taoist priest has already cultivated into a sword fairy and trained a flying sword to integrate the human sword. Man is the sword, and the sword is the human.
To put it bluntly, the whole dragon Taoist is a human-shaped flying sword, and the breath spewing out from the pores of his skin is an incomparably sharp invisible sword spirit.
At least Bai Su already has a magical power, but looking back on what he has seen in his life, he also recognizes several sword fairies in Qingcheng Mountain who have been refined into flying swords, but no one of them can be compared with the dragon Taoist in front of him.
Breathing and swallowing are all swords. What kind of realm is this?
Wang Chan, who Wei Changjiang said, is indeed extremely powerful. Bai Su can't figure out how powerful Wang Chan is without him, but he will never believe that the young Wang Chan can be as powerful as the dragon Taoist on the way of sword practice.
Because of the comparison between the two, Bai Su's heart suddenly turned upside down, and he regretted that he was not polite before.
"Although Wang Chan's ability to blow into a sword, break a cup into a powder, and cut a meteor in the Northeast Gang is already incredible, there is no doubt that the dragon Taoist's hand is tepid, relaxed and natural, and the invisible sword spirit of the sword is more powerful. If he can promise to deal with Wang Chan quickly, maybe we can leave this damn place and return to China tomorrow. Although it is difficult to raise your hand to release the sword spirit and break the huge meteor hammer, it is even more difficult to release the invincible sword spirit through the pores all over the body in the usual behavior of sitting and walking.
The purpose of Bai Su's trip is to think about how to use the power of the dragon Taoist to deal with Wang Chan.
When they broke up with Wei Changjiang and his party in the temporary residence, they had already formulated a strategy to deal with Wang Chan. Wei Changjiang and Yu Xuanji went all the way to test the depth of Wang Chan. If they could kill, they would kill, and if they could not kill, they would attract people out. They came to ask the dragon Taoist to take action and ambushed halfway. It's just that Bai Su doesn't know now that Wang Chan's power is far beyond everyone's imagination. Before they find the Long Taoist, Wei Changjiang's whole army has been destroyed.
As for this Longmen Wudang, the drunken dragon Taoist, naturally the more powerful it is, the more beneficial it is to their mission. After all, if he provokes a vicious fight between the two sides, he will not suffer losses. Moreover, he does not think that his power of one side is much worse. Except for Song Jie, these people invited by the Lin family are all top masters. Six people work together to rely on the strong domestic support behind them, which is enough to make them do everything in the world.
However, if the force is divided, it will be scattered. They can't get together forever. There is always a time when they are separated, and it is easy to be broken by the intentional people. In this way, they can't compare with the power of the dragon Taoist alone, and they can suppress Wang Chan in an all-round way.
"I know that you were invited by the Lin family to deal with Wang Chan. What is the purpose of coming to me? Xiaoye and the two of them grew up by me. Although they are juniors, in fact, they are no different from the master and apprentice. I came out of the mountain this time to avenge them, but this is my Longmen Wudang's own grudge, but it is very different from what you do.
The dragon Taoist still spoke slowly and old-fashioned, but still refused to turn back to face the three people. It's just a slow narrative of one thing.
It seems that it has nothing to do with you, and it seems to ignore the huge forces behind Bai Su at all.
The wind and snow are all over the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, and the earth is full of light and cold air. Taking advantage of such a green sermon robe, the Taoist who looks at the moon, I have to say that this scene has gradually disappeared, and there is a little bit of Su Dongpo's loneliness for the moon poetry.
"Little boy surnamed Bai, you should have some preoperation towards me in your heart." The dragon Taoist swallowed a big mouthful of wine. "If you were fifty years younger, if you dare to talk to me like this, I would have killed you with a sword, but the times have changed. People are a little lazy when they are old, so I don't care about you."
"In those years, Shi Dakai, your Huizimen, was shocked and gorgeous. At a young age, he practiced to become a thirty-six-way god fight. He invited the three worlds Fumo Emperor Guan Yuguan. He was also stopped by the Dadu River by my single sword. You, a descendant of a junior, only have a few magical power, and you dare to be blind to everything? In addition, I see that all of you are black, and there is faint blood on your temples. If the Lord doesn't say it, there will be a disaster of killing. Do it yourself! In my life, I have never been embarrassed by people who are about to die.
When Bai Su heard this, his heart suddenly thumped and jumped wildly for a while. He only felt that this dragon Taoist was really old and full of insight into people's hearts.
In addition, he also knows that this old Taoist has lived for too long, and his magic power is vast. In addition to the art of sword immortals, he is also good at changing the scriptures. In their circle, he is known as iron mouth and straightforward. Although he has never looked at others in his life, he has said that everything in a hundred years is really accurate and effective.
At the same time, Jinzhu Dabao Lama and Song Jie also changed their faces when they heard the words, looking at the dragon Taoist's eyes as if they were thinking.
Although the two of them have not said a word so far, their intention is the same as Bai Su. You should know that several of them are cooperating now, but this is only because of the result of the Lin family in China. Usually, they are always old and dead. If there is no monster-like opponent Wang Chan, there, it is almost impossible for them to cooperate sincerely.
Why? It is because they are very conceited that no one will obey them.
"There are too many strange people in this world. From ancient times to the present, there are dragons and tigers everywhere in the land of China. It's better to be like this from generation to generation. However, most people can't stand loneliness and enjoy the fun between mountains and forests. They have to learn literature and martial arts to sell the emperor's house, just like Xiaoye and the two of them. Although I have big hands, after my wings are hardened, I am greedy for the rich and noble world. For the sake of the sect, the interests of the sect are willing to fall into the world. I have told them a long time ago that there will be a disaster star this year, and they are asked to turn back to Wudang to take refuge. It's a pity that mortals are too conceited and upset. They don't know what is the most precious until death..."
The Taoist priest practices boxing to nourish his qi, and the monk cultivates his heart to raise his surname. What is the purpose? It's not just to refine the qi for a long life. In ancient times, practitioners drank dew and swallowed the atmosphere. Every time it came out that someone said that they were rising, but in modern times, people believe that "immortals have no basis", and there is no awe and gratitude in their hearts. Then they are blinded by secular desires. How can anyone be willing to be poor for that illusory goal? Do your best all your life.
As the dragon Taoist of Wudang Mountain spoke, he suddenly felt depressed. He waved his hand hard and tied the yellow gourd in his hand back to his waist: "Well, it's useless to say this to you. As the saying goes, different ways do not work together. You have to deal with Wang Chan, and I also have to deal with Wang Chan. At least we are not enemies. Of course, you two are not qualified to be my enemies now. As for Wang Chan, I came to get his head and go back to pay tribute to Xiaoye, so you don't have to say more. Just tell me where he is now.
Bai Su's face was a little blue. After a while, he said, "Life and death are fate, and wealth is in heaven. However, it is not so easy to lose someone's life. If anyone wants to take it, it's better to be prepared to lose it. In addition, Wang Chan, the one Elder Long is going to kill, is now in an abandoned factory in the local suburbs. If you want to kill him, we can lead the way, but you must not know his strength. I think it may not be smooth if you want to kill him. Why don't our two families cooperate together, we must be sure.
"Hahahahahahaha! I have killed countless people in my life, and I haven't seen anyone who can escape from my men. The dragon Taoist listened and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was like the sound of gold and stone. The sharp sword came out of its sheath. In the wind and snow, it pierced into the sky and condensed.
(to be continued)