In ancient times, chaos fought.
The original deity worshiper was naturalized by Dharma. His soul evolved into a secret plan of God, and fell into the Holy Valley of the Imperial City.
Every hundred years, there will be a mysterious secret book in Shenhuang Valley. There is no word on it. It is three feet six inches long and more than feet wide. It is carved with red sandalwood seal. But each time it appears in a different location, and it is very secret.
Every hundred years, the Protoss will send the cultivators of the middle heaven rank of the clan to the Holy Valley to look for "divine strategies".
"Elder Martial Brother, how long will it be before someone's legs become numb?"
"Hold on for a while, and you'll be there soon. Shifu is really right. If you go to such a far place, don't give me a sword, and don't even let a horse ride. I'm training a ghost. Hey, I'm exhausted."
"All right, just listen to Elder Martial Brother."
Listen to you. Xuanyuan Gen cursed his junior sister, who was two years younger than him. She always bullied him.
On this trip to Shenhuang Valley, Shifu asked to go on foot, but the younger martial sister unexpectedly asked Xuanyuan Gen to carry her with Shifu's favor. The key is that Shifu actually agreed.
Shifu said that this is to strengthen Xuanyuangen's physical training, so as to succeed the leader of the Xun Sect in the future.
Xuanyuan Geng believes.
In order to become the leader, he really struggled. On the way to Shenhuang Valley, Xuanyuan Gen carried a little junior sister weighing 120 kg all the way. Not only that, little martial sister often complains that Xuanyuangen's hands make her legs numb.
As a saying goes, there are eight sects in this strange sect, and the other seven sects have developed and expanded, leaving only the Sundan sect seriously withered. In Xuanyuangen's generation, only his daughter and Shifu's are left. It can be said that Xuanyuangen is quite a half burdensome disciple.
"Ha ha, here we are."
Young martial sister Yu Limu excitedly jumped on Xuanyuan Gen's back.
Xuanyuan Gen looked forward.
The magnificent Sanqing Hall stands on the top of the mountain. The hall is divided into twelve floors, each of which is arranged in a stepped manner according to the nine palace grid. The central hall is the main meeting hall, with eight rooms around it, where eight disciples from the Qimen Sect are placed.
The eight sects are Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen and Duibamen.
The temple is led up from the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, and a gate sign is erected every kilometer until it reaches the top of the mountain. The upper part of the temple is hidden in the white clouds, and the middle and lower parts can be seen.
The first floor below is the largest, more than ten feet tall, carried by twenty-four stone pillars. Each stone pillar is carved into twenty-four divine statues of divine steps, which are twenty-four divine statues under the original god seat.
"Wow, it's such a beautiful palace. I wish my house was half as beautiful as its gatehouse." Yu Limu showed her crazy eyes.
Xuanyuan Gen's waist made a gurgling sound and almost broke. Looking at the stone steps up the mountain, his face was petrified at that time, and his mouth was wide open and trembling.
"Elder Martial Brother, hurry up, what are you doing?" Yu Limu urged, slapping Xuanyuan Gen on the back.
Xuanyuan Gen came back to his senses and put Yu Limu down. There were many stone archways in front of me, and I felt dizzy. Xuanyuan Gen gathered himself to count them carefully. There were 981 stone archways in total.
"Ah!" This is the nearly one million meter journey up the mountain.
"Let me have a rest."
If you don't die, your legs will be scrapped. Xuanyuan Gen's heart trembled for a while. He looked at the younger martial sister and the stone steps, and thought, younger martial sister doesn't really want his life, does she?
"All right." Yu Limu reluctantly sat down on the stone stool beside him.
Xuanyuan Gen is wondering if he wants to leave Younger Martial Sister and climb the mountain by himself
Suddenly, five girls with swords flew overhead.
They were dressed in beautiful clothes, and their ribbons were flying. Their white feet were dressed in white shoes, and they stepped on the cold sword body as if a fairy had gone down to earth.
"Hee hee!" Four of them laughed.
"Is Zhenjun going to practice together with Elder Martial Sister?"
"Cough, what are you talking about?"
"Don't be pretentious, Elder Martial Sister. It seems that Elder Martial Master acquiesces in your association with Zhenjun. Although he said that our Kanxiu Sect would not combine with men, it seems that it is possible to cultivate together."
Suddenly, several people saw Xuanyuan Gen and his junior sister resting at the foot of the mountain. They flew over with their swords and hung them on their chest.
"You two, go to the village in front of me to pick up two baskets of flowers and send them to the temple on the mountain?" The head elder martial sister said to Xuanyuan Gen and Yu Limu.
"What? Let's shoulder the burden for you?" Yu Limu immediately clenched his fists.
"Hmm? Aren't you villagers?"
Xuanyuan Gen looked at the clothes he and Yu Limu were wearing. They were old and ragged, and felt a little dirty. In addition, the sword is wrapped like a wooden stick with cloth strips. At first glance, it looks like a porter villager.
Immediately, Xuanyuan Gen stopped the impulsive younger martial sister and bowed to the five people in the opposite direction, "Hello, elder martial sisters. We are the disciples of the Xun Sect. We came to the meeting to find the way."
"Xun Sect? I don't seem to have heard of it. However, since we are Taoist friends, please go to the mountain to have a party together."
"What kind of sect do you belong to? You have never heard of the famous Xun Sect?" Yu Limu raised his fist angrily and was ready to hit the elder martial sister of Kan Sect who was high on the sword.
Xuanyuan Gen hurriedly tried his best to hold the younger martial sister, apologizing, "Sorry, my younger martial sister is manic."
The elder martial sister of Kan Sect raised her eyebrows and said, "Ho ho, what's your name? You are from heaven? You can't have come all the way, can you?"
The four Kanpai girls immediately covered their mouths and laughed, shaking the flowers.
"If you dare say it again, I will beat you off the sword immediately." Yu Limu said darkly with half a face.
Xuanyuan Gen remembered Shifu's temporary confession that if he met a fellow Taoist, he had better not have conflict. Although the Xuanfa of the Xun Sect is better than that of other sects, after all, there are few people. In the case of one to many, we should be modest.
"Five elder martial sisters, it seems that the party will begin on the mountain." Xuanyuan Gen hurriedly blocked Yu Limu.
Just then, the bell and tripod in the mountain rang four times, and the sound of the bell and tripod sounded loud and thick, and spread far down the mountain. The girls of Kan Sect hurried to look at the mountain top, and then exchanged glances. The girl with a slightly sharp face whispered in the ears of Kan Sect's elder martial sister.
"Two scum, or I'm in a hurry, I'll let you kneel here today to beg for mercy."
After saying that, the elder martial sister of Kan Sect and the four fellow disciples flew up to the top of the mountain with their swords.
"Don't go away, come back here and fight with me if you have the ability." Yu Limu sticks his head out from the back of Xuanyuan Gen and shouts at the five figures.
"Younger martial sister, don't make trouble for me, will you?" Xuanyuan Gen complained.
Touch! Yu Limu shook his hand rudely and struck Xuanyuangen's head with a knuckle. Although this strength does not contain magic, it contains brute force. Yu Limu cultivates with Xuanyuan Gen. She climbs the mountain and cuts firewood, carries water and digs fields every day. She does all the manual work that men do.
"Ah." Xuanyuan Gen squatted on the ground painfully with his head in his arms.
"When is it your turn to interrupt when I speak?" Yu Limu shouted, seeing Xuanyuan Gen still squatting on the ground, "still pretending to be dead?"
Xuanyuan Gen stood up with pain.
"Come on, let's go to the palace to have a look." Yu Limu happily clapped his hands and walked to the stone steps.
