The sun is getting darker every year, and the dangerous mountain roads are still new.
The time is swaying, lingering and passing away.
It has been another half year since that shocking battle.
On Wudang Mountain, after several months of renovation, Yanwuping, which was damaged in the previous battle, has been completely renewed.
Only the sword marks left on the mountain still remember the mighty sword of the young man that day.
After A'Zhu was healed, he left Wudang and went to Mobei to look for Xiao Feng.
Although Zhou Xuanxin knew about everything in the future, after all, he had done everything he could, so he did not stop him.
Her relationship with Xiao Feng is not over yet, and even with her body-protecting Qi, it may not be able to protect her.
But after some turmoil, the Wu-Tang Clan also ushered in a purge.
Different from the memory of his previous life.
This time, due to his intervention, Mo Shenggu, who was originally killed by Song Qingshu in a sneak attack, not only did not die, but his skills improved to the peak of the first level.
Although his body had just recovered and he hurriedly responded to the challenge, Mo Shenggu did not forget his experience.
But Zhou Xuanxin didn't ask much about what happened next.
After all, external things have nothing to do with yourself.
The Wudang Sect has their own sect, so naturally they have to clean it up themselves.
Zhou Xuanxin just focused on reading the collection in front of him.
In the eyes of others, the previous turmoil may be an opportunity to become famous in the world.
But for Zhou Xuanxin, he was happy and prosperous and returned to the palace.
Tired of all the worries.
I still read and practice the exercises every day.
Or sit and lie down in the mountains to summon the vitality of heaven and earth.
Or practice with a sword and learn the secrets of swordsmanship.
His skill gradually became more perfect and powerful, but he still stood proudly and could not see the true appearance of the great master.
However, after the previous battle in Wudang, he could see clearly.
Even if he is trapped in the current state, he is still enough to compete with the two great masters.
In the whole world, only the top of this mountain can do this.
At this moment, the window opened leisurely.
A gentle breeze blew into the pavilion, slightly blowing the tips of Zhou Xuanxin's hair.
Zhou Xuanxin read the papers in his hands without raising his head and said with a smile.
"Zhenzhen Zhang returned from a long journey, his childlike innocence has not diminished."
But before that, the one standing outside the window and looking inward with a smile was Zhang Sanfeng, who had not returned for a long time.
The two people cherished each other and gradually became close friends, so there was a lot less red tape between conversations.
"Drink tea."
Zhou Xuanxin gently stroked the sea of tea with one hand, and with all his strength, a cup of hot tea floated out and was handed to Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng reached out to catch it, and felt that the power of the cup in his hand was soft and dense, but it also contained a rotating force. It was obviously full of stamina, but it was just hidden.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, but I'm really impressed."
Zhang Sanfeng jumped into the pavilion and drank all the tea in one gulp.
"The water from the leaves is so bitter. The old Taoist remembers that the tea you made before was not so bitter."
Zhou Xuanxin himself also smiled and took a sip, frowning slightly and smiling bitterly.
"I rescued a girl before and had her make tea several times. Her mouth was heavy and tight, but she drank it smoothly."
Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.
"This time you become famous all over the world."
"There are rumors from the outside that you are not some mysterious young man, but an old Taoist from Wudang Mountain who has practiced the art of rejuvenation. That's why you have such profound cultivation."
"Damn it, if there really is such a beauty-preserving technique, the old Taoist priest should first remove the wrinkles on his face."
Zhou Xuanxin smiled.
"Zhenzhen Zhang has come back from afar. I'm afraid he didn't just chat and laugh with me, right?"
He knew that Zhang Sanfeng had left with Wuming just for one thing.
That is the great catastrophe of the ages.
Now that I'm back, I must have some control over it.
But Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand.
"How is it possible to explore and understand such mysterious and mysterious things in the past few months?"
"The old Taoist priest came back this time, but he heard about your deeds."
Zhou Xuanxin saw that he was unwilling to explain clearly, so he naturally stopped asking any more questions.
"In these days, your reputation has been rising in the world. According to the old Taoist priest, I am afraid that Shaolin's contribution is behind this."
"It seems like you are admitting your talent for transcending ranks and breaking through realms. It seems like you are promoting your reputation, but in reality you are inciting the masters in the world to attack you in groups."
Zhou Xuanxin was so smart that he had already predicted it.
"It is said that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. If your reputation for transcending levels spreads all over the world, wouldn't all the great masters come to try your unique peak?"
"In the future, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you if you want to be pure and free from desires and swim among the scriptures."
Zhou Xuanxin nodded and took a deep breath of the sandalwood fragrance around him.
"This kid has already sensed this. During that battle, I broke 99%25 of Master Xuanci's Vajra Root Bone. Although his life was left behind, his realm was also greatly damaged. But what I didn't expect was that, The dignified Shaolin actually chose such a vicious method."
"It's as if there is a vicious person who used Shaolin's revenge and fury to stir up trouble in the world."
"Hey, why does Shaolin get a master monk? After all, it has not reached perfection. It has not been illuminated by the Buddha's light. After all, it is just a mortal body. How can it see beyond the mortal world and how can it escape hatred?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled.
"It's best that you know it yourself. However, Taoism can be divided into black and white. Some are good and some are bad. A few days ago, many Taoist sects sent a lot of Taoist scriptures. Look, old Taoist, you have asked this question The pavilion is about to turn upside down."
"I have made a selection for you and brought you many collections that were originally missing from the Taoist Pavilion."
Only then did Zhou Xuanxin's eyes show a hint of joy, and he gave an extremely exaggerated salute to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Young man, I really want to thank Master Zhang for his kindness."
The two laughed and cursed a few words, very harmonious.
But then, Zhang Sanfeng sighed again.
"To be honest, in recent days, many people from the world have gathered at the foot of the mountain, wanting to see you."
Zhou Xuanxin sipped the strong tea and smiled.
"That's good, the Wudang Sect's reputation has been spread."
"After all, the boy is wandering alone. He has stayed in the mountains for a long time and will eventually leave sooner or later."
"Among the sects, none of the Seven Heroes has reached the ultimate level. Although Zhang Zhenren is at the peak of the Grand Master, he still has a lot of trouble behind him."
"If the boy leaves, I'm afraid he will be alone again."
"This prestigious reputation is enough to control the world for a while."
"As for those who seek fame and reputation, I also have concerns about Wudang Mountain."
After that, Zhou Xuanxin came to the half-open window and said with a smile.
"Don't break the promise of the Dao Zang Sutra that Master Zhang mentioned."
After saying this, he flew forward and leapt into the wind like a white crane, disappearing without a trace.
Rolling up the surrounding flowers and green leaves, the head reaches the sky, like a group of huge flowers that have bloomed after budding.
The sound is dazzling and the clouds are moving.
Zhang Sanfeng looked around and couldn't help but laugh and curse.
"High-visibility bag."
This scene was so gorgeous that not only the Wudang disciples could see it, but even the warriors wandering at the foot of the mountain had a vivid view of it.
That is the mysterious young man on Wudang Mountain!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, on the top of Wanren Mountain, Zhou Xuanxin stepped on the clouds and fell like a meteor.
He slid to the bottom of the mountain and looked at the people in front of him coldly.
As he raised his hand, an invisible sword struck the mountain!
The sword energy was extremely sharp, and it cut off a huge rock.
Between the vertical and horizontal sword light, the mountain stone was carved several times, and finally turned into an ancient and vigorous stone gate, lying in front of the Wudang Mountain Gate.
Zhou Xuanxin kept pointing his sword towards the sky, and the clouds swayed down, mixed with the mist from the mountains, and wrapped around the stone gate.
It seems to be soft around the fingers, but who dares to step forward and touch it even half of it?
Everyone can see that although this cloud of energy looks soft, it contains sword energy that is extremely murderous.
The clouds in the sky hang low, turning into a mighty and surging river of clouds, making this stone gate in the mountain look ethereal and solemn.
Everyone was astonished when they saw Zhou Xuanxin break through the mountains with one sword, and attract Layer Yun's cultivation with one sword.
Many people who heard rumors in the world and wanted to come to compete with each other felt ashamed and secretly retreated.
Any sword strike just now is enough to reach the realm that an ordinary swordsman desires and cannot achieve in his life.
In the clouds, suddenly, a jade-colored sword shadow rose up again.
Everyone was amazed that this was the sword intention of the Heavenly Sword that cut off the root bone of the Buddhist Vajra with one sword half a year ago!
Only half a year later, Zhou Xuanxin's skills gradually deepened, and his Tianjian cultivation had already reached the mid-level level.
Therefore, the jade-colored Heavenly Sword in front of you looks even more dazzling, gorgeous and complicated.
Moreover, the sword is surrounded by layers of clouds and mist, like a sword from outside.
In front of everyone, Zhou Xuanxin flicked his fingers again.
But this time, there was only the supreme sword intention, but no sword energy spurting out.
I saw wind and thunder rising in the clouds, as powerful as the anger of immortals and Buddhas, and a sword head fell into the world, with the aftertaste of destroying the heaven and the earth.
Although it was not directed towards him, the warriors present felt an inexplicable murderous intention.
The young man in front of him is not someone to be trifled with.
The next moment, the young man's cold words slowly reached everyone's ears through the mountain stone gate.
"Wudang Qingxiu Land does not reject outsiders, but I don't have a good temper."
"Whether you are here to ask for martial arts lessons or to compete in swordsmanship, I am not interested."
"If you want to arouse my interest at all, just try passing through this door!"
Since then, there has been a grand scene of Yunmen in Wudang Mountain, and many swordsmen have come here in admiration, hoping to learn the slightest bit of sword intent from it, hoping to use it throughout their lives.
But in the end, the young man's delusions and obsessions were ended.
