The Legend of Shushan

Chapter 4

What the f*ck...

"What a beautiful devil girl..."

"Hey... ah... Who kicked my ass?" All the brothers were stunned at the words of the royal ancestor. Then a scream woke up everyone.

"At such a young age, you don't know the rules. You deserve to be beaten." The white-robed man still had a little bit of crimson on his puffy face.

"From now on, I'll demonstrate myself first." As he spoke, he came to the side of the big rock in a white robe. With a serious expression, he took a deep breath, raised the big rock with one hand, and went down the mountain with the arrow steps, as if he was flying. In less than a quarter of an hour, he returned to the top of the mountain. He was calm, breathing evenly, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"Good, senior sister is really amazing." Everyone admired her. It was almost impossible for her to walk around without raising a rock in such a short time, and she didn't even look like she was gasping for breath, making everyone feel happy. They couldn't help but clap their hands.

"Humph, take care of yourself. You'd better pray for yourself. I don't want anyone to fall down accidentally."

The man in white said scornfully.

Everyone was so embarrassed that their faces were all red. They felt that they could go to the underground. They all felt ashamed. So they walked to the front of the stone, rolled up their sleeves, took a deep breath, held the stone with both hands and shouted. The stone made no movement. Everyone looked at each other and saw him. They were suddenly speechless. The red face was as red as the monkey's buttock. They were all afraid. They summoned up the courage and took a deep breath. Then they made a force to pull out the mountains and rivers. They held the stone with both hands and held their noses. When they saw that both of their arms were red and the blue veins stood out, but the stone did not move at all. They were too tired to hold their breath and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Haha, it's wishful thinking to move the granite with brute force. At the top of Shushan, you've always been baptized by the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, and have been bathed in sunlight. It's hard to blow off the power of wind and thunder. You'd better try your best to feel it, you brats." After the white clothes were finished, his feet floated away, leaving no dust behind.

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded. One of them, of course, was the ancestor of the Wang family, staring at the direction in which the white-robed man left in a daze.

"Patriarch Wang, don't look down on him. He's already gone. You i***t, just focus on your cultivation. When you reach that height, you might not even need to look up to him. Haha!" Fang Ming said jokingly.

"Ha ha ha ha," everyone regathered their voices. The joy in their hearts was perhaps the only thing they could do at this age.

"Let's begin to practice, Senior Brothers. Don't lose face when the time comes," Xiaodong said as he began channeling his Qi and breathing. He silently recalled what happened yesterday in the Taoist scriptures. He used the mind mantra to inhale and exhale Qi, slowly channeling it into his arms. He let out a loud shout and saw that the rock had moved even a little, knocking into the ground.

"Hey, there's something going on with Little Dong, you rascal, why are you moving over?" Ling Hong's voice was a bit surprised. When everyone heard the sound, the ground was covered in smoke and dust.

"You haven't read the Taoist scriptures given by the eldest martial brother yesterday, have you?" Little Dong's explanation was very direct. Everyone was stunned. They thought that cultivation needed some enlightenment, but they didn't know that they could comprehend it by themselves. At this time, the sun was rising in the sky, and the warm sunshine sprinkled over the mountain peak. The golden light was knitted into a huge net and covered the top of the mountain.

Only now did everyone recall. They took out the extremely wrinkled paper from their bosoms, and the paper was filled with words. Everyone's eyes widened, as if they wanted to swallow all of the words. The wrinkles on Wang Ming's brows were like being carved on the ground. Everyone couldn't understand it.

Knowing that even when the sun set, none of them moved the stones away. Power made talent.

"Oh, it's getting dark. Don't let others worry about you. I thought you went missing together. It seems that you're still looking at the stones from afar. Haha, go back at night and watch the Taoist scriptures. Tomorrow, you'll wake up. Hehe." The woman in white stood on a big stone at some point. Her snow-white clothes were gold plated in the sunset glow, looking like a fairy who had fallen into the world from a distance.

"Mm... Junior brother royal ancestor, do I look good?" Baiyi looked at the dazed royal ancestor in a daze.

"Beautiful!" The royal ancestor felt like he was thinking of a fiend.

"You really should dig out your eyes, Gege."

"Ah." When the ancestor heard this laughter, he became sober and ran far away, covering his ass with his hands, fearing that he would do it again.

"Alright, let's go back. Remember to train according to the scripture at night, breathe and breathe. Remember to get up early tomorrow. Gather here, haha."

"Aiya." The ancestor suddenly covered his ass and jumped out. A giggling sound could be heard from the sky, and the white clothes disappeared.

"Hahahahahahaha." Everyone laughed together. Under the light of the setting sun, they returned to their resting places and washed off their bodies. They began to breathe in and out their spiritual energy to absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

###Chapter5,Growing

In the evening, everyone sat in the room and picked up the lanterns to ponder. Their understanding of the dao was very little, as if the heavens were difficult to comprehend. The night was still so quiet, and they couldn't hear the slightest noise. The silver-white crescent moon poured down, covering the earth. The essence of the moon, and the light were both the foundation of condensing the dao. The essence of the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, were all the techniques of some powerful existences. It was as if they were hunting fish in the sea, but it was hard to hunt a lot of fish.

"Brother, how do you feel?" Little Jie came to Little East's bed at this time. He decided to cultivate in the night and condense spirit energy. The meaning behind the Taoist scripture was not as concise as the nameless words that their grandfather had passed on to them. Compared to the nameless words, the method of cultivation was more suitable for our initial cultivation.

"Little Jie, in the future, let's use grandpa's words as the foundation for cultivation and the Taoist scriptures as the support. I feel that the words that grandpa passes on are very unusual, like the general principles of the Tao. Compared with the Taoist scriptures, the meaning revealed by each word is clearer and deeper in the ancient times." Little Dong had a different understanding after the initial test, which showed that his talent was definitely chosen by the upper class.

Little Jie also began to sit cross-legged in meditation. His mind silently activated the profoundness of the nameless language, and the air in the dark seemed to fluctuate slightly. He gradually felt like his pores were also starting to breathe, and a pattern was formed between his breathing and breathing. Little Jie seemed to have entered an empty and bright state, and the radiance that shone down on his body through the window became even more intense. The faint and transparent moonlight seemed to have become more substantial at this moment. It was as if a waterfall was pouring down, pouring into Little Jie's body and disappearing without a trace. Gradually, Little Jie's body was covered in a layer of white Kongela. At this moment, Little Jie's comprehension became suddenly cheerful, as if there was someone guiding his blood to surge. Pure energy moved about his body, and the thoughts in his mind also began to appear more lively. Could it be that cultivation could make one become intelligent?

Xiaodong was astonished by Jie's reaction. He closed his eyes and began to breathe. If anyone in Shushan could see their momentum, they would definitely be the key training disciples. With such a large inhale and exhale, the spiritual force they condensed was pure and rich, which was far beyond the ordinary disciples with excellent qualifications.

At this moment, it was deep into the night. There was a figure standing on top of a tall building outside the house. The skinny figure seemed to be so thin in the wind. However, everything seemed so natural, swaying with the wind. The great dao was natural, touching heaven and earth.

The next morning, dawn broke through the silence. When the first ray of sunshine fell on the earth, "Dear junior brothers, have you got up yet? I come to see you." The laughter in white broke the quiet morning.

Xiaodong, Xiaojie, naturally opened his eyes and shook his shins. They smiled at each other and got up to breathe, feeling that their bodies had endless strength.

"Why did he come here again?" Fang Ming sprang up from the bed and peeked through the c***k of the door. Strangely, he saw an eye. "Ouch." The door was suddenly kicked open and Fang Ming was knocked open. A young woman in white stood at the door. Xiaodong, Xiao Jie was speechless when he opened the door and saw this scene.

But when everyone came to the courtyard, they were all shocked to see each other. Fang Ming's face was green and red with two parallel lines, and the two lines were so abrupt. The most powerful one was Wangzu. His eyes were covered with red silk, his hair was messy, as if his mind was divided. It was still Ling Hong. Wang Ming was slightly better, but he seemed to be unable to open his eyes. He was completely listless.

"Wow, did you steal a cow last night?" The white-robed man looked at Wang Zu and the others as if he was looking at a monster. When he looked at Little Dong, Xiao Jie, he was shocked. "Why didn't you steal a cow? Hey... You've changed your spiritual power. It seems that there will be some in the future." The white-robed man didn't know what he was going to say, so everyone shivered. After washing up, they all finished.

At the top of the mountain, there were a large number of huge stones. Everyone was gathered. At this time, they all wore white clothes and looked neat. The killing scene was that the ancestor was sleeping on the stone. Everyone was surprised and stunned. What did the ancestor do last night? Why was he so tired? He was actually sleeping on the stone, and even drooling with his mouth open.

"Haha, Wangzu is so cute." The white-robed man's evil laughter scared the whole audience. The words reached the ears of the others, and they all couldn't help stepping back a few steps, afraid that the anger of the white-robed man would affect themselves.

"You're so beautiful, little witch!" The king's ancestor said in his sleep at the moment when he raised his sword in white. Everyone was stunned. They looked at the king's ancestor as if he was a monster, only to see the saliva flowing out of his mouth and soaking Green Hillstone with his smirk. He had a slightly obscene smile on his face. Looking at the white clothes, his face flushed red, instantly turned blue, and instantly white.