Chapter 237

"Xuan Kong, Chang Shan, what can you tell about you little juniors?" The old Taoist in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and asked his two apprentices.

"Master, I think this little junior brother is quite good-natured, and his character can be seen from his brows, but I can't see more of it anymore." Senior brother Xuankong pondered.

"Haha, senior brother, you are wrong. Do you dare to make a bet with me that this junior brother will be able to catch up with me within ten years!" The third disciple Chang Shan looked at his Brother Monk, with a confident look.

"This..." Xuankong didn't know how to answer. Among the three brothers, although he has the highest cultivation level, when it comes to gambling, let alone him, I'm afraid even their master Kongzhun Daoist would have the highest level of cultivation. I dare not say that I can win this long mountain.

Taoist Kong Zhun has learned a lot in his life, including Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. The eldest disciple Xuankong inherited his Buddhist mantle, and the second disciple Qingyi who grinds the pestle every day inherited his Taoist mentality, as for the third disciple Chang Shan who cultivated his Confucian knowledge, but Not only did he not acquire the slightest Confucian demeanor from him, on the contrary he is a complete gambler. In the five years since he went up the mountain, he has always been unhappy with gambling, and even the big brother Xuankong has nothing to do with him.

At this moment, Tsing Yi, who was still grinding the pestle, walked behind Taoist Kong Zhun and followed his master's gaze from afar.

Not long after, I saw Tsing Yi frowning slightly, and the hands that were originally behind his back began to pinch one after another.

"Open!" Tsing Yi yelled lightly with his frowning brows, and a ray of light invisible to the naked eye broke through the air in an instant.

Seeing Tsing Yi like this, Taoist Kong Zhun had a touch of relief in his eyes, and Xuan Kong turned his head to look at his junior sister in surprise.

"Second Senior Sister, you are still letting people live! I have been on the mountain for five years, and I have just touched the edge of Confucianism, and your algorithm can actually come out of the body, break through the sky and spread the sky." It's already..." Chang Shan was completely shocked by the speed at which his senior sister's cultivation improved.

"Hmph, Junior Brother, if you didn't tinker with those rags all day long, the Confucianism sect would have entered the hall a long time ago. Do you regret it now?" Tsing Yi who put away the formulas snorted coldly at Chang Shan.

The two of them are about the same age, but Tsing Yi climbed the mountain three years earlier than Chang Shan, and his cultivation is much higher than Chang Shan.

While they were arguing, that ray of light also flashed from the sky, and then sank into Tsing Yi's body.

"How about Tsing Yi? You should see something coming." The old man Kong Zhun looked at his second apprentice with a slight smile on his face.

Tsing Yi's face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked up at his master.

"Teacher, are you really determined to take that kid as your apprentice?" Tsing Yi questioned.

"Tsing Yi, everything in the world has its own laws, and doing nothing is the essence of Taoism. You are showing signs." Taoist Kong Zhun shouted in a low voice.

Hearing this, Tsing Yi wanted to argue about something, but in the end he still stood with his head bowed without saying a word.

"Xuankong, Qingyi, and Changshan, the three of you have inherited the mantle of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism respectively. Among them, Xuankong and I have been with me the longest, and it has been almost twenty years now, and Qingyi is eight years old. The mountain I climbed years ago, Changshan came into my sect only five years ago." Taoist Kong Zhun said leisurely.

After a slight pause, he continued: "It has been two hundred years since the Jiangchu Dynasty unified the world. In the past two hundred years, the Jiangchu court's national power was at its peak, and the Qiang and Nanman did not dare to invade. However, Now the world has suddenly changed..."

...

Zhao Zilong and Yu Fu left Cangyun City directly after watching You Xiaer's martial arts competition.

It can be seen that the Qingyun Mountain outside the city is endless, and the forests on it are even more lush.

Although this mountain forest is very dense, there are few people. Zhao Zilong and Yu Fu climbed up with great effort, enjoying the scenery of Qingyun Mountain non-stop along the way. pressure.

The two drank some water at the foot of the mountain, rested for a while, and continued to climb up the mountain.

Not long after, a monk dressed in linen clothes appeared in front of them. The monk clasped his hands together and smiled slightly at the two of them: "This young man must be Zhao Zilong, please come with me. Master is waiting for you two on the mountain."

Seeing the monk's steady steps and long breath, Yu Fu couldn't help but secretly nodded.

The monk smiled slightly, and after saying this, he turned his head and left.

But along the way, Zhao Zilong, who had been out of breath for a long time, gradually became exhausted and couldn't keep up with the monk's pace.

The monk acted as if he had never heard of it, and continued to move forward without any haste.

Zhao Zilong intended to ask the monk to stop and rest his feet, but then he thought, if he couldn't bear even a little fatigue from the journey, wouldn't he behave even more unbearably when he really started to practice martial arts?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zilong also sped up his pace a little.

The monk who had been secretly paying attention to Zhao Zilong saw this scene and couldn't help nodding his head slightly. If Zhao Zilong couldn't even bear this bit of suffering, how could he truly inherit the mantle of his master in the future!

Finally, a quaint Taoist temple gradually appeared in front of the three of them.

The excitement in Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed. He came all the way from Saibei to Jiangnan, and what he did was not the Qingjing Temple in front of him?

After coming here, he must be able to return to Saibei to help his father Zhao Wu after finishing his studies.

His father was already a well-known martial artist in the Jiangchu Dynasty, so his future master must be even stronger.

On the steps in front of the temple, Taoist Kong Zhun, Tsing Yi, and Chang Shan saw Xuan Kong leading Zhao Zilong coming, and nodded to Xuan Kong.

"Little guy, are you Zhao Zilong? You are destined to be with me, but it's not that easy to worship under the door." Taoist Kong Zhun looked at Zhao Zilong with a kindness on his face.

"Senior, please tell me what you want, I will do my best to fulfill it!" Zhao Zilong's face was full of determination.

"Little guy, don't worry, you'd better listen to me tell you a story before deciding whether you want to worship me as a teacher." Taoist Kong Zhun said with a chuckle.

"Senior, please tell me." Zhao Zilong looked at the white-bearded Taoist Kong Zhun in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little kindness in his heart.

Nodding his head, Taoist Kong Zhun, who was wearing a blue black robe, said leisurely: "Once upon a time there was a mountain..."

The author, Lazy Scholar, said: Some readers responded to me, what the hell is Zhao Zilong... I have already said in the first two chapters that this is a dream, and it can give me an extra life. I also said that Zhao Zilong is Lin Xiu... Read the book Or not so fast.