Qingcha recognized it at a glance, these people were his ancestors, uncles.

The current one is his uncle Jiang Zhiwu.

These people apparently came down the hill with a little preparation as soon as they got the news. Therefore, two groups of talents will meet on the mountainside.

Jiang Zhiwu was given this task by Professor Song Shidao, who was in charge of the teaching, and he was also very excited.

Because, he will become the third Wudang person to see Lord Shenlong in addition to the little Taoist Qingcha, in addition to his unsuccessful disciple Ma Yiyi.

Seeing the three people coming up the mountain, Jiang Zhiwu immediately determined that the one walking on the left was Yuan Shuyu.

Jiang Zhiwu immediately bowed his hand and clenched his fists, "Wudang Sect disciple Jiang Zhiwu pays a visit to Lord Shenlong. ”

Yuan Shuyu smiled, the people of the Wudang faction were really sincere, and they sent people down the mountain to greet them so quickly.

Jiang Zhiwu finished saluting, and the people who followed him also hugged their fists, bowed down, full of energy, and roared loudly, "Wudang sect disciples, disciples, welcome Lord Shenlong." ”

Yuan Shuyu smiled, "No courtesy." ”

Only then did they straighten up and hang their hands.

Jiang Zhiwu stepped forward with a smile, "Lord Ao, let's get on the sedan chair." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Zhiwu waved his hand, and someone immediately lifted out two sliding rods.

There is also an umbrella on the pole, and it is not only comfortable to sit on, but also not to get caught in the rain.

Jiang Zhiwu continued, "It stands to reason that Lord Shenlong is here, and he should prepare an eight-person sedan chair. However, our Wu-Tang Clan is shabby, and we don't have those things. I had to make do with this sliding rod. ”

"However, rest assured, the conditions on the mountain are excellent. Whether it is the food, the delicacies of the mountains and seas, or the room where you stay, the conditions are very good. It's sure to please adults. ”

Shen Qingjuan saw the slide rod and immediately cheered.

She was already tired. Although she likes to travel and the outdoors, she has never suffered like this.

In the cold wind and rain, wet clothes, climbing the mountain.

Although he secretly complained in his heart that Yuan Shuyu was not sophisticated and considerate, he didn't dare to say it.

Now that I see that there are sliding rods, or two, I naturally know, and the other one is prepared for her.

At the same time, Shen Qingjuan secretly sighed in his heart, Lord Shenlong is really big. Even the sliding rod was prepared by someone, and it depends on whether he, the Lord Shenlong, is happy to go up.

But Shen Qingjuan can't care so much. sat directly on a sliding rod, and then handed the umbrella to the little Taoist priest Qingcha, "Qingcha, thank you for the umbrella." ”

Qingcha hurriedly said, "Amitayus, the girl is polite." ”

Yuan Shuyu also sat on another sliding pole.

In Jiang Zhiwu's shouting, the slider was lifted.

Jiang Zhiwu led the way ahead.

Down was the slide bar that Yuan Shuyu was riding, and down was the slide bar that Shen Qingjuan was riding, followed by Qingcha's first-class Wudang disciples.

And Shen Qingjuan's mood finally relaxed.

Not tired, and not raining, Shen Qingjuan had the heart to look at the surrounding scenery.

The scenery of Wudang Mountain is really good. Even on such a rainy night, you can see that the scenery is very beautiful.

Even, the rain added a charm to Wudang Mountain.

The mountain forest shrouded in light rain gives people a hazy, green, and fresh feeling.

The trail doesn't feel dark.

Every other stretch of road, there is a street lamp.

The light of the street lamps is a little dim, but it does not affect people's ability to see the road at all.

Although the slider doesn't feel so stable, it has a different taste when you sit on it and sway around.

After walking for about another hour, I finally saw the mountain gate of the Wudang Sect.

The mountain gate of the Wudang faction is not very magnificent, but the three words "Wudang faction" hanging on the plaque of the gate are said to have been written by Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of the Wudang faction.

Yuan Shuyu looked at it, the words are not as good as some calligraphy words, but the silver hook is iron, the head horns are grandiose, and it is written by a person who learns martial arts, which has a unique style.

The slider was lifted directly into the Wudang Sect, and then fell to the ground outside the main hall.

Yuan Shuyu and Shen Qingjuan got off the slider.

I saw that in the main hall, the lights were bright, and the figures were crowded, which was very lively.

At this time, the rain also stopped.

I heard Jiang Zhiwu shouting loudly, "Lord Shenlong has arrived......"

Suddenly, a bunch of people poured out of the hall, led by Bei Qingxin and Song Shidao.

Knowing that Yuan Shuyu had arrived, in addition to sending Jiang Zhiwu down to greet him, Bei Qingxin and Song Shidao had also been waiting in the main hall.

Bei Qingxin stared at Yuan Shuyu, and secretly admired in his heart.

Although Yuan Shuyu's current appearance looks a little ordinary, Pei Qingxin still felt Yuan Shuyu's arrogance and arrogance from Yuan Shuyu's slightly smiling face and leisurely attitude.

Moreover, although Yuan Shuyu restrained the momentum of his whole body, as Bei Qingxin in the Jindan period, he could still slightly feel some of the aura that Yuan Shuyu involuntarily emanated between his actions.

Bei Qingxin looked at Shen Qingjuan beside Yuan Shuyu, and sighed slightly: I was born at the wrong time. If he had been born hundreds of years earlier, he would have admired this dragon lord like these women.

When Bei Qingxin looked at Yuan Shuyu, Yuan Shuyu was also looking at the ancestor of the Wudang faction.

Yuan Shuyu didn't expect that the ancestor of the Wudang faction turned out to be a woman.

As soon as Yuan Shuyu saw Bei Qingxin, he felt the realm of Bei Qingxin-the middle of the Jindan period.

Looking at Bei Qingxin's wrinkled face, Yuan Shuyu also secretly admired: This ancestor of the Wudang faction must have been an amazing beauty when he was young.

One person and one dragon looked at each other, and then Bei Qingxin saluted first, "Amitayus longevity, Poor Dao Xi is the person with the highest rank in the Wudang faction, and he is here to give Lord Shenlong a head." ”

Yuan Shuyu hurriedly returned the salute, "The five-clawed golden dragon clan Ao Yu is polite." ”

Song Shidao saw that Yuan Shuyu's expression was quite calm, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Lord Ao, adults haven't had dinner yet." Dinner first, dinner first. Meals are all ready. ”

Yuan Shuyu nodded, "It's okay." ”

Hearing that Yuan Shuyu was willing to eat, Song Shidao was even happier, and exchanged glances with Bei Qingxin.

Bei Qingxin stood beside Yuan Shuyu, made a gesture of invitation, and led Yuan Shuyu to the side hall.

When I arrived at the side hall, a large table of eight immortals had been placed inside.

Bei Qingxin asked Yuan Shuyu to sit in the main seat, and Yuan Shuyu was not polite, so he sat down.

Bei Qingxin invited Shen Qingjuan to sit on the right side of Yuan Shuyu, he sat on the left head of Yuan Shuyu, and then Song Shidao sat on the bottom of Bei Qingxin.

Song Shidao shouted loudly, "Let's serve." ”

A little Taoist priest walked up with the dishes. One by one, the dishes in his hand were placed on the table of the Eight Immortals.

It seems that as Song Shidao said, the meal has been prepared a long time ago.

Looking at the dishes in front of him, Yuan Shuyu also smiled.

Sure enough, the Wudang faction really tried their best to please him, Lord Shenlong. [.]