As the saying goes, time rushes away like water, and the years are like songs that are difficult to continue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't know who gets old in the years, and I am a few autumns in the world. The footsteps of time have never forgotten to walk, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter change, non-stop, seven years have passed in a blink of an eye, but the legend of Xuanwu blood beads is far from fading, but Xie Ziyang has been defeated since the battle of Suzhou, and there is no news, it is rumored that Xie Ziyang is dead, and Xuanwu blood beads are buried in Xie Ziyang's tomb, so everyone is looking for his tomb in order to be alone in the world; At this moment, the Silver Lance Dart Bureau has already unified the entire Jiangnan and established the Wulin League, Liu Peng has also become the leader of the Wulin League in Jiangnan, leading all factions in Jiangnan, intending to unify the rivers and lakes and become the supreme of martial arts; on the other hand, the Tianlong Gang is huge, and the tribes are all over the entire Wulin, and they are ruthless, and everyone is afraid when they hear it, and they also intend to annex the entire Wulin; moreover, it is the major factions in the Central Plains headed by Shaolin Wudang to form the so-called Central Plains Decent Alliance.

Wudang Mountain, Hubei Province, since ancient times, is a treasure of the world, outstanding people, Wudang Mountain body is like a turtle, the temple is clustered, like a snake entrenched on the back of the turtle, so the mountain is just like the divine beast basalt; there are countless strange peaks and strange stones on the mountain, the seventy-two peaks of the majestic and magnificent, the thirty-six rocks that are deeply suspended by the cliff, the twenty-four streams that are turbulent and flowing, the eleven holes that are surrounded by clouds and mist, the ten stones and nine platforms that are mysterious and peculiar are all famous in the world; the main peak Tianzhu Peak is also known as "a pillar of optimus", the surrounding peaks are inclined to the main peak, forming the wonder of "ten thousand mountains coming to the court". Feng Shui is where the dragon vein is, where the dragon vein, five years out of the small master, ten years of the birth of the great master, fifty years of miracles, endless, long-standing.

Wudang Mountain is the head of Taoism, the temple is widely distributed, the incense is vigorous, so there are poems in later generations: five miles and one nunnery and ten miles of palace, and the Dan wall is exquisite. The tower reflects the gold and silver, and Lin Xiu returns to the picture mirror.

On this day, there was a person at the foot of Wudang Mountain, this person was seventeen or eighteen years old, Confucian dressed, his appearance was ordinary and not handsome, but he was very attractive, a pair of eyes were surprisingly cold, unwilling to look at others, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him, on his left wrist was a string of faded and yellowed Buddha beads, holding a drawing in his right hand, no one knew what it was, after reading the drawings a few times, he slowly put the drawings into his arms, looked up at the top of the mountain, and then lowered his head, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, it is summer, the weather is very hot, he traveled to a short time, he was thirsty, came to a teahouse to rest, this is a famous teahouse under Wudang Mountain, called Qingxinju, one of the few famous shops in Wulin, this Qingxinju three words are said to be Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng personally inscribed, here up and down the mountain martial arts people all stop here to drink tea.

He asked softly, "Help me get a pot of Lao Baigan and half a catty of beef."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he laughed, and the guest next to him also laughed, he looked puzzled, and suddenly a little puzzled, the shopkeeper explained: "Guest officer, you are not a person in the rivers and lakes, right?

He seemed a little disappointed, he never thought that there was really only tea here, and there was not even a little wine.

Silently lit the pot dragon well, ordered a dish of beef, found a vacant seat and sat down, there were many guests in the hall, the small teahouse was crowded, everyone was talking about something with each other, but he didn't seem to hear, his right hand touched the Buddha beads on his wrist, and drank his own tea.

He was drinking tea when he heard a voice say, "Can you take a seat?" Before he could reply, the man sat down.

He raised his head and looked at this person, who was also about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a gray robe, a very tattered robe, holding a long sword, and his face was kind and kind.

The man asked with a smile, "Did you also go to Wudang Mountain to ask for a teacher?"

"Yes" he replied very simply, without concealment, and his right hand was still touching the Buddha beads.

When the people next to him heard this, the conversation suddenly became quieter, and they all squinted at them.

Seeing this, the sword-wielding path immediately whispered, "Do you know why they are looking at us like this?"

"Why?"

"Let me tell you, in fact, these people are all going to Wudang Mountain, and everyone is not an ordinary person, the foundation of martial arts is solid, you look at the boy by the window. He squinted his eyes.

"What's wrong with him?" Mo Xiaotian asked.

"Do you think he's just a scholar? The scholar next to him is just a cover-up, this man has a calloused mouth, and he is obviously a good sword player."

"So what? What does that have to do with me. said this, but in my heart I admired this person's carefulness.

"It's not a good thing that so many martial arts people gather in Wudang!

"So what? none of this has anything to do with me, I'm just here to learn art," he said, taking a sip of tea.

"Hehe, do you know the rules of Wudang over the years?"

"What rules?"

"Those who are in danger are not transmitted, those who are aggressive are not transmitted, and those who are angry are not transmitted, and they are collected once every three years, and only five people are accepted each time, and this year is not the period for accepting apprentices."

"Are you worried that I won't be able to enter Wudang?" he said nonchalantly.

"Hehe, no, I know that your internal strength is already a bit hot, and it is more than enough to enter Wudang, but ......"

"How do you know that I have internal strength?" hurriedly asked after he finished speaking, but he thought in his heart, I have tried my best to suppress the internal force, but I didn't expect to be discovered, this person is not simple.

"Hehe, seeing that your breath is slow but not chaotic, and your voice is gathered but not dispersed, you know that you are a member of the family, but I am afraid that you are just a beginner at your age."

"What is the purpose of telling me this" His eyes became more aggressive, a little wary.

"Hehe, there's no purpose, just to remind you that you might already be in danger," he still laughed.

"What the hell do you mean?" Mo Xiaotian yelled, tugging at the hem of his shirt.

Suddenly, he lowered his voice, "I'll make it clear, these people may be the enemies of Wudang, the original election period of Wudang was changed to once a year, because of the change in the situation in the rivers and lakes, and now in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin Wudang has become the target of public criticism, so they have recruited disciples, in order to curb the development of Wudang, there will definitely be many forces that will take action."

"You think I'm going to be killed?"

"Hehe, at least you shouldn't be here for a while."

"Why?"

"Because the legend of the Wudang Taiji Sword Diagram has attracted the attention of people in the rivers and lakes, many people in the rivers and lakes will take advantage of this Wudang election disciple period to get in, so now you and I may be in danger."

Hearing the Taiji Sword Diagram, Mo Xiaotian was silent for a while, and then said, "Thank you, but why are you telling me this?"

"I see that you don't even have weapons, so you must be a newcomer, so I'm kind enough to remind you."

"Thank you" Mo Xiaotian looked very flat, and didn't seem to care.

"My name is Lin Munan, you are very special, make a friend," he said, stretching out his hand.

"Grandpa said that people's hearts are unpredictable, and friends are not made casually."

"Well?" he first paused, and then continued: "Hehe, your grandfather's words are indeed true, but it is better to walk the rivers and lakes with multiple friends than multiple enemies, you should be careful yourself."

"My name is Mo Xiaotian, as for being friends, I don't think it's necessary" He touched his Buddha beads again, as if recalling something.

"Hehe, it's always okay to go together, there is also a care on the road," Lin Munan still said with a smile.

"No" After saying that, he strode away, he believed what his grandfather said, no one will befriend you for no reason, and people who guard against people are indispensable. But no one knows whether Lin Munan is sincere, and it is difficult to say whether Mo Xiaotian is right.

Looking at Mo Xiaotian's figure, Lin Munan sighed, smiled bitterly and walked away......

Mo Xiaotian walked to the mountain alone, the road encountered a bamboo forest, the forest breeze was gentle, cool people, the hot heat had gone to three points in an instant, and he was feeling this rare coolness, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, holding a long sword, followed by a scholar, this person was the son by the window in the teahouse, the person stared at Mo Xiaotian, obviously not good.

Mo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then continued to walk forward as if he didn't see it, and when he walked to the man's side, the two looked at each other, and in an instant, the man suddenly struck a long sword, blocking Mo Xiaotian's way, "You can see, you are not an ordinary person, you also went to Wudang to apprentice?" the man said indifferently.

"That's right, what?" replied Mo Xiaotian as indifferently.

"Wudang won't accept apprentices casually, if you want to go in, it depends on whether you have the ability or not. ”

"What do you want?" Mo Xiaotian was a little angry.

"I want to see if you can get under my sword. His eyes were sharper, and it was clear that he wasn't joking.

"Come on, then. Mo Xiaotian was very simple, he never seemed to be afraid.

The man was also surprised, as if he didn't expect Mo Xiaotian to answer so cheerfully, and then smiled softly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a sword was swung out, which was not small, but the speed was average, as if he wanted to test Mo Xiaotian, Mo Xiaotian jumped and easily dodged this blow; With a sound, and then another advance, the long sword stabbed directly, Mo Xiaotian suddenly took a few steps back, the person was another downward cut, the speed was suddenly three points faster, and in the blink of an eye, he hit the nine forms, Mo Xiaotian was suddenly unable to dodge, his right arm was hit, and blood splashed in an instant, the man was very proud, stepped aside, and looked at Mo Xiaotian with a mockery; What kind of eyes do you have? Do you want to die? I will fulfill you. With a leap of his feet, a sword struck, Mo Xiaotian continued to walk, I don't know if I didn't see it or didn't care at all, he didn't even look back, he saw that the long sword was about to pierce into the chest, at this moment, another long sword seemed to cut out of thin air, fast as lightning, a sword blocked the blow, and then a young man dressed as a Taoist priest appeared in front of him, "I really admire you, the long sword is about to enter the chest, and you can still be silent, or do you already know that I will make a move?" This person is none other than Lin Mu Nan.

Mo Xiaotian didn't speak, looking at Lin Munan, his eyes were still the same.

"Hehe, hello!" Lin Munan looked at Mo Xiaotian and smiled.

Mo Xiaotian looked at Lin Mu Nan and said coldly, "Hmph, do you think you saved me?"

"Isn't it?

"Hmph, you're saving him, not me," he said, turning and continuing to walk forward, blood still dripping, along his arm, down to his fingers, drop after drop.

"Your mouth is so hard," he said, "Don't you feel it?" Lin Munan looked at his arm.

"He will be the next one to bleed".

"Hehe, your tone is not small, if I didn't save you, I'm afraid you won't have a next time."

"He's right, in my eyes you're just a waste, and waste doesn't need a next time. It was the boy who spoke, and then he turned his head, looked at Lin Munan with an angry face, and continued: "It turned out that you did a good thing to me, what do you have to do with him?"

"It doesn't matter. Lin Munan replied, "If it really has anything to do with it, you should treat us as friends."

Mo Xiaotian didn't seem to hear it, he turned around and walked his own way again, the blood was still flowing, and suddenly he stopped, "Thank you, but please don't follow me anymore", and then continued to walk.

Lin Mu Nan was very surprised, stunned for a moment, looked at his back and said to himself, "Hehe, it turns out that you will be grateful!", and then followed, just took two steps, and the boy suddenly stopped in front with a brisk step.

"Walk slowly, his martial arts are too weak to be interesting, since you want to save him, why don't you play with me." His long sword pointed directly at Lin Mu Nan and said with a smile.

"Hehe, yes, but I have a habit of seeing blood when the sword comes out, and no blood is not returned to the sheath, I don't know if your blood is enough. There was murder in his eyes as he spoke, and it was obvious that this Lin Mu Nan was also a crazy teenager.

"Hehe, is it? I don't know whose blood sacrifice whose sword?" As soon as the words fell, the boy struck out with a sword, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nine styles, which was the move when attacking Mo Xiaotian, and it hit Lin Mu Nan's chest point.

Lin Mu Nan's long sword cut horizontally, the sword out slowly, but easily blocked this sword, and then casually also a sword down, cut his left arm, this blow is particularly fast; the son's feet are very good, the soles of his feet have left three steps, and he dodged this sword; Lin Mu Nan saw the momentum and advanced, it seemed that the sword was slow, but the sword move changed as fast as the wind, and he also hit nine swords in a row, three swords stabbed, three swords slashed, three swords slashed, and three swords slashed, that person was not very human, the body twisted, bent down, jumped up, agile as a cat, and actually dodged eight swords, only one sword hit his right arm, blood splattered out, but it was not a big deal, but he was very angry, glaring at Lin Mu Nan viciously, his eyes showed a fierce light, as if he wanted to devour Lin Mu Nan, "I underestimated you", and his eyes instantly became a little sharper.

Lin Mu Nan was also surprised, he had never thought that a dignified son would be so murderous, obviously something was wrong, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

I saw that the young man, holding a sword in his right hand, pointed at Lin Munan, "Do you know how to use the sword to obtain the maximum sword qi?"

Lin Munan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant for a while.

"In addition to the internal force, it is the speed of the sword, the world's martial arts, only fast and not broken" his eyes flashed, killing intent again and again, suddenly, Lin Mu Nan seemed to see more than ten swords hit out at the same time, shooting stars across his body, like a broken bamboo, he had no choice but to cross his chest with a long sword and hold the vital point, but the sword light wandered away, everywhere, and suddenly the whole body was torn, and he was cut into sword marks in an instant, and then he couldn't stand up.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you, my name is Meiyu Sword, I only used three points of speed to deal with that kid just now, although your sword moves are changeable, but they are extremely slow. ”

"You also went to Wudang to learn art?" Lin Munan really didn't understand why this person hurt people for no reason. In fact, many times there are not so many reasons, those who are arrogant and arrogant do not take anyone seriously.

"Hehe, what about Wudang, I can only deceive you children, it's far worse than my Sword Worship Villa!" Meiyu Sword was extremely proud.

"Who said that Wudang is not as good as Baijian Villa?" A voice suddenly came from a distance, and then a figure dressed as a Taoist priest slowly fell, like a feather falling to the ground, without a sound, this person was in his fifties, his hair was gray, but it was like a loud bell, and his breath was like an ocean.

Lin Mu Nan knew that this person was a disciple of Wudang, and his status was not low, and that one-handed light body kung fu was the world-famous light skill "Tiyun Zong" of the Wudang faction.

"Who did I say, it turned out to be the young owner of Baijian Villa, who drove me Wudang Mountain, and was in Wudang Yuxuzi, and I hope to forgive me if I miss the distance" He bowed as he spoke.

Mei Yujian was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be very surprised by his appearance, "I have heard for a long time that among the five real people of the Wudang Sect, the Yuxu Dao Chang has the highest talent, although he is the youngest, his skills have already surpassed the head Taixu Zhenren and several other real people, and the Taiji swordsmanship is even more superb, and today is extraordinary."

"Hahaha, Mei Gongzi has won the award, it's just that my friends in the rivers and lakes have promoted me, I think you Mei Gongzi is rare to meet opponents in the rivers and lakes at a young age, and the Sword Worship Villa is really worthy of its reputation."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't eat this set, if you want to save him, you have to show a move and a half today" Mei Yujian was already impatient.

"Hehe, since he came to my Wudang Mountain to learn art, it is naturally under my Wudang control, as for whether he shows his moves, I can't say it" Obviously, Yu Xuzi was also enraged, and the murderous aura instantly erupted like a volcano, and Lin Mu Nan was breathless.

Mei Yujian was startled, and panicked in his heart, for such an elder, he was indeed far behind, and he was stunned for a while and said: "Okay, I'll give you a face, I won't be an enemy of Wudang because of a kid, there will be a period later" After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave with the scholar, but found that the scholar had already lost his breath and was lying on the side, and then he was startled, looking at Yu Xuzi, he snorted and left alone, seeing this, Mo Xiaotian also escaped quietly.

"Boy, your kung fu is not bad" Then he grabbed Lin Munan's shirt with one hand, and said excitedly: "Your swordsmanship has the charm of Tai Chi swordsmanship, say, who is your master?"

Lin Munan was startled and stammered, "I... I... My master didn't tell me his name, and everyone else called him too ***."

"What? Where is he now?" Yu Xuzi was even more excited.

"Before he died, he asked me to go to Wudang to apprentice, and asked me to tell the head of Wudang a word."

"What are you talking about?" asked Yu Xuzi hurriedly.

"The wind is remnant, the wind and clouds are rolling, too imaginary, the seven holy monarchs, since ancient Shaolin, the good name has been passed down, and now you need to ask Wudang Mountain. He said that when he heard this, Wudang would naturally accept me."

Yu Xuzi was stunned, as if he was thinking about something, that's right, it was the seven of them who defeated the heroes of the rivers and lakes in Taixu Guan back then, and then he said: "Sure enough, it's my sixth junior brother, you say he's dead?

"Just last month, the master and I were assigned to track down a Jiangyang thief, after my investigation, I finally found out that this person was actually a person from the Tianlong Gang, when following him, we were conspired against, I was surrounded by the people of the Tianlong Gang, and the master died at their hands in order to save me" Speaking of this, the corners of Lin Munan's eyes were already moist.

Yu Xuzi raised his head and looked at the sky, and sighed, "Child, my husband bleeds without tears, do you want to take revenge?"

"Is that okay? I heard that the Wudang Sect is very strict in selecting disciples," Lin Munan was a little embarrassed.

"What's not to do, I said yes, you are already half a Wudang disciple, and besides, it is more than enough to enter Wudang with your martial arts, as for character, I believe that the sixth junior brother will not be mistaken, let's go, come back to Wudang with me first to see your injuries" After speaking, he helped Lin Munan to walk up the mountain.

"Thank you, master" Lin Munan bowed deeply.

"Hurry up, kid," Yu Xuzi said with a smile.

"By the way, master, you should pay more attention to this Wudang apprentice election."

"Oh, yes, why?" said Tamachiko with a smile.

"The Mo Xiaotian just now is very mysterious, I always feel that this person is not simple, and that Meiyu sword, the swordsmanship is really amazing, in addition, there are many masters in Wudang Mountain, which is very unusual."

"Hehe, isn't it? don't worry about these things, I think you better take care of yourself, the cultivation of the Wudang faction pays attention to cultivating yourself first and then governing others, how can a person like you who can't save yourself save others, don't say that you are a disciple of my Wudang faction when you go out."

"Hehe, yes, master, I'll remember" Lin Mu Nanhan laughed, as if he had forgotten the pain.

"Actually, we all know the situation you said, it is indeed a little unusual, as for why many martial arts people come here, we already know, let's go back to Wudang for the rest, let's go"

"Well, master, your kung fu is so good!" Lin Munan was very envious.

"You are talented and intelligent, you can already make a few Tai Chi swordsmanship at a young age, practice well, and your future is immeasurable!" Yu Xuzi said earnestly.

In this way, the two walked and talked, and the voices gradually faded away......

He was still on the way to Wudang, blood was splattered on the road, the string of Buddhist beads was also dyed red, and he didn't bandage it, he just walked alone, non-stop, non-stop, very slow, as if he was tired.

Mo Xiaotian didn't want others to see his injured appearance, he was confident and arrogant on the outside, but he was so fragile and lonely on the inside.

People in the world often like to keep the fragile side for themselves and the strong side for others, but when he cries silently, who cares about him? The person who can understand his tears is the person who is truly worthy of his love, but how much fate does it take to find such a person?

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