(Ask for tickets, ask for support!) Tibetan Dingguan rarely ushered in a group of late autumn tourists, most of these tourists are extraordinary, brightly dressed rich and noble families, ordinary people may not come out to travel in this busy season, there are a few Taoist priests who specialize in receiving tourists are leading these people to visit and explain.

Wang Cheng's footsteps swept past the gate of the Tibetan Dingguan like a whirlwind, and his eyes only swept over those tourists, and then he went directly through the Taoist temple and came to the outside of the courtyard where the old Taoist priest lived behind.

There are still dozens of meters away, Wang Cheng heard two deep breaths, so the breath control zhì The airflow of the entire courtyard became heavy, and the most intuitive feeling was that the surrounding area of the small courtyard was very quiet, and the sound seemed to disappear here.

The name of the bird and the sound of the Taoist temple cannot be heard here.

"Disciple Wang Cheng, meet the master. ”

Wang Cheng came to the door and shouted respectfully with his fists.

With the people of Wudang Mountain present, Wang Cheng must do enough rules.

If it was an ordinary time, Wang Cheng's voice would probably be transmitted to the front of the Taoist temple, and people halfway up the mountain might be able to hear it clearly.

Now, the sound can only be heard around the small courtyard, and the air has become much heavier.

"Come in. ”

There was also a faint response from the small courtyard.

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, this was the voice of the Changhe Daoist, and he was still full of energy.

Immediately, Wang Cheng pushed open the small door of the courtyard and walked in.

There is still a table of eight immortals in the courtyard, but the color is relatively new, it should be made by the old Taoist, and the last time the one was broken by the old Taoist.

At this time.

The old Taoist priest Changhe sat firmly on the Taishi chair, and opposite sat a traditional Taoist priest with snow-white eyebrows exposed.

The reason why it is said to be tradition is that it is said by the old Taoist priest of Changhe.

Changhe Old Daoist usually wears ordinary clothes, and he doesn't look like a Taoist priest on the outside.

And this old Taoist is dressed as a very serious Taoist priest.

Robes, tiaras, and an old whisk at hand.

This old Taoist complexion is the same as that of the long crane, his face is full of blood, there are not many wrinkles, and his breathing is extremely long, and there is almost no interval between one breath and one inhalation.

If you don't look at the eyebrows that have been whitened.

I thought it was just a middle-aged man in his forties.

Behind him, there stood a flat-headed Taoist priest about twenty years old.

Wang Cheng came behind the Changhe Taoist priest with heavy steps, nodded slightly to the two Wudang Mountain Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, on the opposite side, and did not speak.

"This is the apprentice you accepted?"

The old Taoist on the other side looked at Wang Cheng and asked the Changhe Daoist.

Daoist Changhe nodded calmly.

Said: "This is my apprentice Wang Cheng, I think you should know." Wang Cheng, this old way is the master of the True Martial Palace of Wudang Mountain. ”

"Poor Dao Dao Ming Xuan. ”

Ming Xuan, the hall master of the True Martial Hall of Wudang Mountain, looked at Wang Cheng, interrupted the introduction of the old Taoist, and said in a slightly stern tone: "When you enter the Changhe Gate, you can be regarded as my Daomen, but you have a Dao number?"

Wang Cheng shook his head honestly.

Said: "I've seen the Ming Xuan Dao Chief, the kid is still short to get started, and there is no Dao number." ”

Changhe Daoist said to Wang Cheng indifferently: "Originally, I wanted to wait for you to win the championship of the martial arts competition. I will officially give you the name of the road. It seems that today is unprohibited, and it happens that the master of the Ming Xuan Hall of Wudang Mountain is present, so I will give you the Dao name Yuanding. ”

When Daoist Ming Xuan heard Wang Cheng's Dao number, he frowned obviously.

Wang Cheng's mind turned, and he clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Yes, master." ”

Daoist Changhe looked at Daoist Mingxuan with his eyes.

continued to say to Wang Cheng: "Back then, my master's Dao name was Xuanding, and he took a word from my Tibetan Ding view. The same is true of the number I gave you. The word Yuan represents the beginning of the Daomen, and your Dao number is Yuan Ding from today. It starts with you. It's the new beginning of my Martial Saint Mountain!"

Ming Xuan's white eyebrows moved, the silence in his eyes turned into flowing water and disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Changhe, do you really want to give Wang Cheng such a name?"

Wang Cheng instantly understood the master's intentions in his heart.

Back then, Wang Cheng's master, that is, Xuanding Zhenren, the master of Changhe Taoist, once fought alone on Wudang Mountain, and defeated the masters of the Seven Halls of Wudang Mountain at that time with the Tiangang boxing method of the Dacheng realm.

At that time, Wudang Mountain was born without shame, so it was decided to close the mountain for 50 years, and only reopened the mountain gate after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The Taoist priest of Changhe gave Wang Cheng such a Taoist name, or in front of Ming Xuan of Wudang Mountain, that is, he hoped that Wang Cheng could reproduce the prestige of the Xuanding real person back then.

"Of course, Daoist Ming Xuan has any questions?"

Daoist Changhe faced Ming Xuan and asked rhetorically without showing weakness.

"Hmph, don't dare to ask questions. ”

Ming Xuan snorted lightly and said, "It's your own business to choose a name. It's just that, Changhe, don't forget, the hundred-year covenant between your master and our Wudang Mountain is coming soon, I don't know how you are prepared?"

The Changhe Daoist priest's eyes flashed, and he said confidently: "You'll know when the time comes." ”

In that year, Xuanding Zhenren made a hundred-year covenant with the head of Wudang Mountain on Wudang Mountain.

A hundred years later, the disciples of Xuanding Zhenren will meet the challenge of Wudang Mountain in Wusheng Mountain, so as to complete the so-called Daomen cause and effect.

And the inheritance disciple of Xuanding Zhenren is Changhe.

Wang Cheng stood behind his master Changhe Daoist, his expression moved slightly, he wanted to speak and stopped, his eyes looked at the Mingxuan Taoist on the opposite side, and he couldn't help but speak: "Mingxuan Daoist, the hundred-year covenant between Wusheng Mountain and Wudang Mountain, if I propose to replace my master to fight, Wudang Mountain may agree?"

In that year, Wusheng Mountain Xuanding Zhenren went to Wudang Mountain to defeat the seven top masters of Wudang Mountain in a row, and made a hundred-year covenant.

A hundred years later, the disciples of Wusheng Mountain will also meet the challenge of the seven masters of Wudang Mountain on Wusheng Mountain.

There is no bet on whether the two sides will win or lose, just the struggle between the strength and weakness of the two major sects of the Daomen.

What is the situation of the master Changhe Lao Dao, Wang Cheng knows very well.

The old Taoist priest seems to have practiced the Tiangang boxing method, the fist gang is condensed, and it hurts people in the air, which seems to be very powerful.

But in fact, Wang Cheng knew that the old Taoist priest did not really practice the Tiangang boxing method, but forcibly cultivated, leaving many internal injuries, which can be described as a strong outsider and a middle cadre.

Fight against one or two masters of the same realm.

Maybe with the old Taoist priest's strong inner family cultivation, there will not be any burden.

But when it comes to fighting against the seven top masters of Wudang Mountain one after another, Wang Cheng knows that the old Taoist's body will definitely not be able to bear it.

The Changhe Taoist priest immediately shouted: "Wang Cheng." ”

Wang Chengyan said solemnly: "Master." ”

"Now that I'm still here, it's not your turn to decide the matter of Wusheng Mountain. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest also scolded with a stern expression.

The old Taoist priest has been crisscrossing the north and south all his life, when does he need an apprentice to replace the battle?

Daoist Mingxuan also looked at Wang Cheng.

He said calmly: "I heard that you have only been in the Martial Saint Mountain for more than three months, and you are only eighteen years old, but you have already accepted disciples, I don't know why Changhe would indulge you so much." However, do you think that with only three months of martial arts cultivation, you can challenge the seven disciples of my Wudang Mountain Sect?"

"Even if it's the real person of Xuanding back then. After challenging the seven masters of Wudang Mountain, he was also seriously injured, and died of exhaustion of qi and blood only three years after returning to Wusheng Mountain. And you are only eighteen years old, and you have only entered the third month, and you dare to look at me as no one in Wudang Mountain?"

Daoist Ming Xuan glared at Wang Cheng with a fierce voice.

The young Taoist priest behind him also glanced at Wang Cheng with disdain.

Wang Cheng met the gaze of Daoist Mingxuan without fear and said, "As a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, I am naturally not afraid of any challenge. ”

Then he stepped forward, faced the Changhe Taoist, and said solemnly: "Master, let me do it for you, I am confident that I will fight the seven masters of Wudang Mountain." ”

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng deeply, and said in his heart that it was fake not to be moved.

I feel that with an apprentice like Wang Cheng, I don't have the slightest regret in this life.

He also knew his own physical condition, but he didn't want to go against the agreement of the master back then.

Still shook his head and said, "This is my agreement with Wudang Mountain." ”

"The apprentice is the master, it is right. ”

Wang Cheng said heavily, then turned to the Ming Xuan Daoist and said sternly: "Ming Xuan Dao Chief, I'm Wang Cheng, Dao number Yuan Ding." On behalf of my Wusheng Mountain, I should fight for the hundred-year covenant of Wudang Mountain. Can Wudang Mountain dare to fight?"

The sound was loud and loud, vibrating back and forth in this small courtyard with a heavy atmosphere.

Ming Xuan and the young Taoist priest behind him were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Long Crane. Your apprentice's filial piety is commendable, but he is too impulsive, and it will be a pity if he suffers a big loss and dies young. ”

Ming Xuan glanced at Wang Cheng, and then said lightly to Changhe.

Changhe said confidently: "My apprentice is indeed filial piety, but his strength and talent are the best choice among the commanders, Ming Xuan, you can see it." ”

"I don't believe it. ”

Ming Xuan shook his head and said bluntly.

Wang Cheng stepped forward, hugged his fists and said, "Then Daoist Ming Xuan can give it a try, if you are wrong, you will agree to my response." ”

Ming Xuan stared at Wang Cheng, his face was calm, his eyes were scrutinizing, he was noncommittal, he just opened his mouth and shouted: "Yun Song." ”

The young Taoist priest who had been standing behind Ming Xuan stepped forward and said, "Master, I'm here." ”

"You and Wusheng Mountain Yuanding have made a few moves, remember to stop at the point, today is not the appointed day, don't hurt people. ”

Ming Xuan said lightly.

Yun Song wore a capable robe, nodded and agreed: "Yes, master, I will stop at the point." ”

Then he turned to Wang Cheng and hugged his fists and said, "Wudang Zhenwudian Yunsong, please advise." ”

Wang Cheng looked at his master Changhe, and Taoist Changhe nodded helplessly: "You also remember, stop when you click, don't hurt people." ”

Wang Cheng overflowed with a smile, nodded slightly, turned to Yun Song and hugged his fist and said, "Wusheng Mountain Yuanding, please advise." ”

The two stood facing each other, less than two steps apart, and their expressions were calm on the surface.

However, there was a hint of contempt in the depths of Yun Song's eyes.

"Please!"

Yun Song took a step back, stood with his hands tied, did not make any movement, and said to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he also stood with his hands tied, took a step back, and said in a calm tone: "The person who comes is a guest, you invite first." I recently practiced a Tai Chi method created by a patriarch of my Wusheng Mountain, I don't know what is the difference and advantages and disadvantages with the Tai Chi of Wudang Mountain, so I will verify it myself now. ”

Ming Xuan's eyes flickered, and he said suspiciously: "Martial Saint Mountain Taiji?"

Changhe looked directly at Ming Xuan's line of sight, nodded affirmatively, and said: "Yes, an ancestor Guan Tai Chi was created without doing anything, and few people in my Martial Saint Mountain practiced it." ”

The implication of Lao Dao's words was to despise this Tai Chi a little, and he also slightly belittled Wudang Mountain Tai Chi.

The corners of Ming Xuan's mouth overflowed with a hint of indifferent smile, disapproving, and said, "Okay, then I'll take a look at your Tai Chi in Martial Saint Mountain." Cloud pine. I used Tai Chi and Yuan Ding to practice my hands. ”

Yun Song stared at Wang Cheng and promised, "Okay, master." ”

Wang Cheng was now taking out his steps, drawing a circle with his feet and one hand behind his back.

A hand reached out, and his eyes looked at Yun Song calmly.

He didn't speak, he didn't take the initiative, his heart was calm, only inaction.

Ming Xuan saw Wang Cheng's movements and physical demeanor, and his originally contemptuous and indifferent expression instantly turned solemn.

At the same time, there is a hint of disbelief.

I saw that his gray eyebrows trembled, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Because, Yun Song did it at this time.

Yun Song made a move.

As Ming Xuan said, it is the most famous Tai Chi method in Wudang Mountain.

His feet were very heavy, and he stepped out with a muffled sound, as if a boulder had fallen to the ground, and his hands reached out at the same time, and then rotated to draw a circle, like a Tai Chi pattern.

Bringing up a stream of air, it is the cloud hand of Wudang Taijiquan.

Unlike Guoshu Taijiquan, there is no strength.

But the force is extremely thick and strong.

Like the Wudang Mountain boxing method, it is necessary to suppress people with force and force to suppress people.

Wang Cheng's body moved at will, facing the enemy with Daomen Taiji, and the moment his palm touched the opponent's fist, he felt a force like a mountain pressing down.

A part of his feet sank into the dirt in an instant.

Yunsong's Wudang Mountain Taiji is like the martial saint mountain martial arts martial arts that Wang Cheng has already practiced.

The use of the power of the lower plate and the earth is very large.

This is Wudang Mountain Taiji?

Wang Cheng's heart was slightly solemn, and he met the enemy with both hands.

In an instant, he found that the Zhang Daomen Taiji he cultivated, did not have such obvious restraint against Wudang Mountain Taiji.

Unlike directly suppressing the opponent's strength by four or five percent when facing Chen's Taiji, at this time, at most the opponent was suppressed by about two percent, or less.

These two Tai Chi techniques are truly the same source.

WhewW...... Both of them are masters of the ancient boxing school, not modern Chinese arts, so they don't have the thrilling sound when they collide.

Between the contact between the two fists, there was only an extremely dignified force exchange, bringing up a stream of air.

Moreover, both of them performed Tai Chi, which seemed to be slow, and ordinary martial arts practitioners could see the movements of the two clearly.

But both of them had extremely solemn faces, neither of them had a trace of contempt, and they could feel the pressure brought by the other party's strength.

Fortunately, the other party did not have the strength.

This is the idea in Wang Cheng's heart, with the inner cultivation of Yun Song that he felt, as well as the heavy lower plate and huge strength, once the strength is condensed, the strength can definitely fight with Yang Youde.

And Yun Song was also shocked, he was able to be brought to Wusheng Mountain by Ming Xuan Daoist to see Changhe, he was definitely not an ordinary disciple of Wudang Mountain, but a closed disciple of Ming Xuan Daoist, and a young generation who was pinned on high hopes.

Yun Song originally thought that Wang Cheng had only been under the Martial Saint Mountain for more than three months, and no matter how powerful he was, he was not his opponent who had practiced martial arts for ten years.

But in fact, Wang Cheng's inner family cultivation is no worse than Yun Song, who has been practicing martial arts for ten years, and his breath is even longer.

It's just that his lower plate seems to be slightly weaker than Yun Song, because after all, he has only practiced martial arts for March, and the foundation of the foundation pile method is still poor.

"Did he really come under your door three months ago?"

Daoist Mingxuan asked Changhe in a solemn voice, but his gaze was still on Wang Cheng.

Daoist Changhe smiled smugly, also looked at Wang Cheng, and nodded affirmatively, "Of course." ”

Daoist Mingxuan nodded silently, looking at Wang Cheng's figure and pace with deep eyes, as well as his expression.

His gaze didn't leave Wang Cheng for a moment, but instead he didn't look at his apprentice Yun Song, and suddenly said again: "The comprehension is really amazing, and the talent is incomparable. Changhe, I will exchange this apprentice with you with the True Martial Arts Fist Method, are you willing?"

Changhe didn't look at Ming Xuan, but also kept looking at his apprentice Wang Cheng, and said in a disdainful tone: "Of course this is impossible, not to mention that your Wudang Mountain's true martial arts boxing method is not as powerful as my Wusheng Mountain's earth-shattering boxing method, even if your true martial arts boxing method is unparalleled in the world, it can't be compared with my apprentice." Lao Dao, I waited for a lifetime before accepting this apprentice, you want to take away a true martial arts boxing method? ”

Looking at Wang Cheng's state of inaction, Ming Xuan's heart was shocked, just a guess just now, and now he is 100% sure that Wang Cheng has comprehended the state of mind of inaction.

He himself only realized it twenty years ago, and with the combination of Wuwei's state of mind and the profound Wudang Mountain boxing method, his strength was raised to a higher level overnight.

At this time, I actually saw it in the eighteen-year-old Wang Cheng, how could Ming Xuan not be shocked?

He immediately said solemnly: "True martial arts method, plus Tai Chi Secret Transmission, this is all I can take out with my authority, Changhe, you can't change it." ”

Daoist Changhe still shook his head decisively and said with a smile: "No way, this is my apprentice." ”

Then.

In the field, the two of them suddenly changed their fists, Yun Song's feet became more aggressive, and the whole person rushed towards Wang Cheng, and his fist became faster, and there were several whips in succession.

Although his whip hand does not have whip strength, but under the strong sinking, the power is also good, not much worse than the whip hand displayed by Chen Haoyang in the later stage of the transformation of strength.

Wang Cheng's hands also changed, the silk wrapping hand finally came out, the qi and blood in the body were running at a high speed, the body temperature had risen, a hot air rose around the body, and the hands rotated like a whirlpool, entangled Yun Song's hands, and made it impossible to break away with strong force.

Yun Song's expression was instantly difficult to look at, he didn't expect the stickiness of Wang Cheng's silk winding hand to be so strong, and he couldn't break free for a while.

However, as soon as his heart moved, his hands also rotated with Wang Cheng's sticky arm, and he also showed his silk wrapping hand.

The two of them just crossed their hands and pushed each other to spin, faster and faster, faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a phantom!

Huhu......hu A tornado was stirred around the two of them, and the hot air of high temperature and steaming of qi and blood also rose.

Neither of them took a step back, their feet sinking into the dirt at the same time, and they kept speeding up to use their silk wrapping hands, trying to consume their opponents and make them give up.

This is the time to compete with the blood and blood of the inner family.

After ten breaths like this, Wang Cheng and Yun Song both became red-skinned and panting like cattle.

The difference is that Wang Cheng still looks calm, while Yun Song's expression has already shown a hint of impatience, and his eyes are a little panicked.

At this moment, Wang Cheng suddenly slammed his hands, breathed violently, and the qi and blood in his body boiled, and then his feet stomped on the ground, and his fist changed again, changing from a strong silk wrapper to a bird's tail, holding Yun Song's silk wrapping hand in both hands.

Then he pushed out with both hands, Yun Song suddenly stumbled, his body was unstable, and he rushed out five or six meters away before stopping, the qi and blood in his body were agitated, and immediately a mouthful of blood spit out, and his face turned pale.

At this time, Ming Xuan didn't look at the injured apprentice, his white eyebrows had already been raised, and he said in a deep voice to Changhe: "True martial arts boxing method, Tai Chi secret transmission, plus the seven-star boxing method, how about it?"

The Seven Star Boxing Method is the secret of Wudang Mountain, and it is an ancient boxing method that is at the same level as the Tiangang Boxing Method of Wusheng Mountain.

However, Changhe shook his head without thinking about it, and said in a deep voice: "My apprentice, no one can snatch it away." ”

"Hmph, then I'll try. ”

Ming Xuan's eyes flashed with ruthlessness in an instant, and he suddenly got up and grabbed Wang Cheng's shoulder.

His movements seemed to be very slow, and every detail of his movements could be seen clearly, but he pressed Wang Cheng's shoulder in an instant.

A force like the collapse of a mountain then pressed on Wang Cheng's body, making Wang Cheng's bones tremble, his qi and blood stopped for a moment, and he almost bent his knees and knelt down, and immediately relied on the deep and powerful Nega Xiuwei to forcibly lift his breath and hold up his body, and his feet immediately sank into the mud and buried his ankles.

It's so heavy.

Wang Cheng was shocked in his heart and wanted to move, but he found that he couldn't move a finger, and knew that it was Ming Xuan who made a move on him.

"You dare!"

The Changhe Taoist also shouted loudly, his body soared, and a punch came out, Tiangang's strength erupted, with a thunderous roar, and the air rushed towards Ming Xuan like a wave.

(To be continued)