"Qingyuan Daoist, isn't the Mai Daoist a very famous casual cultivator in your Daomen, why don't you just say it?"

I asked, puzzled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Mai God is considered who doesn't know, whoever has such a powerful person in the sect will want to talk about it to the guests, but the Qingyuan Taoist avoids talking about the Mai Dao people.

Daoist Qingyuan looked at me, his eyes suddenly became very deep, and finally he said:

"Xu Daoyou is not here, we say in private that Mai Daoren's affairs are inevitably not beautiful, so let's ask her next time I talk to Xu Daoyou. ”

After saying that, Daoist Qingyuan completely got rid of the topic of Mai Daoren, but he left me with a lot of doubts. Isn't the Taoist in Mai the Southern Daomen, a Taoist priest who wears linen clothes and has the art of divination, why doesn't the Taoist of Qingyuan want to talk about him?

The Qingyuan Daoist took us to Wudang Mountain, and the townspeople we met on the way all greeted him, and the Qingyuan Daoist also responded one by one. There are also some townspeople who open restaurants to give steamed buns and snacks to the Qingyuan governor, who accepts all the orders and then distributes them to us to eat. There is no sense of politeness.

The more I followed Qingyuan Daochang, the more I felt that something was wrong, and the reason why something was wrong was that the atmosphere was too weird. What is the Wudang Mountain Dao Gate in the eyes of these townspeople, they don't have excessive reverence for the Qingyuan Dao Chief, nor do they have the fear of Xuan Ming like Zhengyi Town Xiaoqiu, as if the Qingyuan Dao Commander is just ordinary.

"Dao Chief, this ...... What's going on?"

I asked suddenly, Qingyuan Daoist was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly:

"Changliu Xiaoyou, what...... What's going on? Poor Dao doesn't understand what you mean. ”

The Taoist of Qingyuan didn't seem to have this awareness, so I told me more about the beef noodles I found in the noodle restaurant before, and the attitude of those townspeople towards him, and then said:

"I've also been to Zhengyi Town at the foot of Longhu Mountain before, and the relationship between the Daomen and the town over there is normal...... When I arrived at your Wudang Mountain, how did I feel ......?"

Daoist Qingyuan seemed to understand what I was thinking, and said with a smile:

"What does it feel?"

I scratched my head, looked at Fu Yuxin and then at Jiang Lan, and said for a long time:

"It feels like the town has nothing to do with Wudang Mountain......

After I finished speaking, Daoist Qingyuan looked at me for a long time, and his eyes were very strange. It's not intriguing, a look of innocence with a little pity.

"Because it doesn't matter in the first place. ”

When Daoist Qingyuan said this, we were all stunned. Ma Chao deliberately stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the head of Qingyuan Dao and said:

"Dao Chief...... You, you're right, this town is at the foot of Wudang Mountain, how can it have nothing to do with Wudang Mountain!"

Fu Yuxin and Zhang Yadong also nodded again and again, indicating that Ma Chao was right.

Daoist Qingyuan also looked at them, and then laughed and said:

"It's just at the foot of my Wudang Mountain, does it have anything to do with our Wudang Mountain? You are all from the city, I want to ask if the community opposite your community has a lot to do with your community?"

A few of us were stunned at the time, and then Fu Yuxin stammered:

"This ...... It seems to be, it doesn't matter, we're not a system......"

Qingyuan Dao Chang clapped his palms and said:

These villages and towns just happen to be at the foot of my Wudang Mountain, and they are just neighbors with us. And we are Taoist priests, they are laymen, they are not a system at all, and it doesn't matter!"

Qingyuan's statement seems to make no sense, but the more we think about it, the more we feel that it is not a taste. Could it be that Wudang Mountain really ignores the villages and towns under the mountain?

I became more and more puzzled, but Qingyuan Daoist didn't explain anything anymore, just took us up the mountain. At this time, the black master, who lived in my heart and had not shown his head for several days, said:

Those villages and towns are not the property of Wudang Mountain, and those townspeople are not disciples of Taoism, Wudang Mountain has no reason to ask them for anything, it's as simple as that. ”

Is it really that simple? In fact, if you think about it carefully, most of the townspeople in Zhengyi Town do not believe in Taoism, and they are just neighbors with Longhu Mountain, but the influence of Longhu Mountain makes them live like Taoist priests.

But when I came to a normal and free place like Wudang Mountain, why did I feel that something was wrong?

As if sensing that I had some enlightenment, Hei Ye smiled:

"Boy, study hard after going up the mountain, this is Wudang Mountain!"

Qingyuan Dao Chang took us up the mountain, the incense of Wudang Mountain in the secular world was prosperous, there were countless pilgrims on the incense, lined up like a long queue. Qingyuan Daoist smiled apologetically at us, and then took us to the back of the line.

Fortunately, the pilgrims entered the incense quickly, and we entered after a while.

After entering, Qingyuan Daoist took us to the backyard of the Taoist temple, there is a small door in the backyard, and when you open the small door, it is a wilderness.

Qingyuan Dao Chang took the lead and walked in, and we followed. When we crossed this small door, we all felt that the world was spinning, top-heavy, and we still came to the Wudang Wonderland after stepping over.

"If you don't line up and rampage in the Taoist temple in the front mountain, then you won't be able to enter this immortal mountain. ”

Zhang Yadong nodded understandingly, as if he had understood something. I didn't think much of it, I just thought it was funny.

Wudang Immortal Mountain used to be the dojo of the Emperor Zhenwu in the north, and I thought that the immortal style would be better than Longhu Mountain.

However...... Not really.

Wudang Immortal Mountain is very empty, some places are wilderness, some places are lakes, and some places are forests. It is no different from nature, except that the fairy aura grows with strange flowers and plants, and the space is boundless.

On the top of the entire Wudang Immortal Mountain, there is a quaint palace, without brilliant golden light, but shrouded in black and white yin and yang. Qingyuan Dao Chang told us that it was the palace of the legendary Emperor Zhenwu in the north.

Qingyuan Daoist took us to the mountain, and we also met a lot of Wudang disciples along the way. Some of them lay on the grass to sleep, some climbed the tree to dig birds' eggs, and some leaned against the white clouds of the fairy mountain to read, everyone was unhurried and at ease.

I couldn't help but praise:

"This is the life of the gods, the group of shouting and killing in Longhu Mountain is weak!"

Qingyuan Daoist laughed and said:

"Where do you speak, the three thousand avenues have their own ...... What's wrong with you, little friend!"

It's no wonder that Daoist Qingyuan cried out, because before he could finish speaking, my heart began to beat violently, and the pain was so great that it almost exploded.

I clutched my heart and lay on the ground, the corners of my mouth began to bleed, and wisps of black gas escaped from my seven pores.