Wudang, the real martial arts hall. [No pop-up novel network]

"Senior brother, it will be your 100th birthday in a few days, everything has been arranged, and all the invitations from various sects have been distributed in place, and the day after tomorrow, they will leave for here." Aoyama Daoren said contemplatively.

Sitting next to the Yimei Daoist, the Qingshan Daoist always had a sense of restraint.

"This time, the Baji Gate can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and Song Yan, the doorman, was also murdered, which is a lesson. No matter what you do, put the reputation of Wudang first, followed by others, everything, don't go too far.

"Senior brother, don't worry, we won't mess around." Qingshan Daoren's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, obviously, Yimei Daoren was pointing.

"You know what you have done, and I don't need to say more, you are so old. Birthday things, you just look at it, don't make it too luxurious, everything is still simple. As for those who are conspiring, I will not interfere, but if you do it, do not leave any tricks, lest people see the jokes. ”

Yimei Daoren said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, what you said is that I will be cautious." Qingshan Dao people 'chuckled' in their hearts, and immediately said respectfully.

"Well, that's all there is to it, remember to practice Zixia Gong to the seventh layer is the correct solution, everything else, it doesn't make much sense, you really become a strong person, what do you want, everything will be as you wish." Yimei Daoren thought about it, and said in a somewhat vicissitudes of tone.

"Senior brother, I have been trying to break through this bottleneck, do you have any good feelings and experiences, senior brother?" The people of Aoyama Dao plucked up their courage and asked with determination.

"This, you have to rely on your own epiphany, this is a real need for your own enlightenment, it is useless for others to say. Everyone has their own appropriate way. Feel something, I've told you several times, you've tried it, but it didn't work.

What I just said is also in this aspect, you are inattentive, and there are too many ** in your heart, it is inevitable that this will appear. After your birthday, you go to the mountain gate to replace the disciples of the mountain guard or be a tour guide in a tourist area for a period of time, maybe you can break through. ”

Yimei Daoren said contemplatively.

"This, let's talk about it after my birthday, senior brother, I'll retire first." Aoyama Daoren said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

With his identity as the second Taishang elder of Wudang, he was reduced to the point of going to Shoushan to do some things like opening the door for some juniors to check in, which really made him a little embarrassed.

Not to mention this, but also go to the tourist area to be a tour guide for tourists? An elder for people to laugh at and abuse? Accompany someone with a smile? You must know that the tourist area is a great place in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of the people of Wudangmen, the tourist area is mixed with some outer disciples and some low-status miscellaneous servants.

Where to mix, where to put his old face?

"Well, there you go." The Yimei Daoist looked at the Qingshan Daoren, and in the depths of his seemingly cloudy gaze, there was a little more disappointment.

He also sighed in his heart: "Qingshan, Qingshan, a lot of age, can't you see through this?" If you can't see through it, then you may not have an inch in your life. ”

He was silent, but didn't speak again, just waved his hand and asked the Qingshan Daoist next to him to leave.

Of course, the Qingshan Daoist left a little evasively, but at this moment, the Yimei Daoist looked calmly at the distance outside the main hall, and the whole person seemed to be in a daze.

In this Zhenwu Hall, no one else will come in, so in the entire hall, it is extremely quiet at this time, and only Yimei Daoist is left sitting alone.

He is like an emperor, sitting next to the statue of the Zhenwu Emperor, in this Wudang, he is the living Zhenwu Emperor.

It's just that in his heart, he doesn't have a sense of accomplishment, but a little worry.

Although he had advised Qingshan and the others not to act recklessly, it was of little use because they couldn't listen to them at all.

And the person in charge of the Criminal Law Hall is extremely concerned about those battles in the rivers and lakes, so his words will not help.

As a Supreme Elder, his words certainly have weight, but they also make those juniors who yearn for it lose their fighting spirit, and it is not conducive to their growth.

Similarly, their minds are also focused on improving the status and reputation of Wudang, so as long as they don't go out of line and say it twice, Yimei Daoist will be too lazy to say it, as long as they are still alive, juniors, they have to take care of it.

With such thoughts, Yimei Daoren no longer interferes in Wudang's affairs, but not interfering does not mean that he does not know.

"Grandpa." A voice like a nightingale said clearly.

"Jin'er, you're here." The contemplation on the face of the Yimei Daoist disappeared, and he was replaced by a kind look.

This twenty-one-year-old girl, who was picked up when he went down the mountain, was not in good health at the beginning, and had some 'cerebral palsy', but under his careful care and internal strength, she became a genius with extremely good qualifications and strength.

Since childhood, ginseng, deer antler velvet and other precious medicinal materials have been cultivated, and although the initial brain development is not very good, the conditions such as the roots and bones of the body are extremely good, so under careful care, this girl with his surname began to practice martial arts at the age of three, and now she has cultivated to the fifth level of Zixia Gong! And when she was fifteen years old, she had already cultivated her internal strength, and at this moment, her internal strength was extremely sufficient, no less than some of the elders of the older generation in the Eight Extremes Sect.

For this girl, even though Yimei Dao is doting, she is not arrogant at all, so she is not very old, but this girl is unusually sensible.

"Well, grandpa, you'll be a hundred years old in a few days, I haven't known what gift to give grandpa for a long time, and I want to practice Zixia Gong to the sixth layer as a gift, but unfortunately I'm too stupid, woo, I just can't practice, I want to vomit every time I practice."

Xu Jin'er said coquettishly.

Her cute and straightforward personality is vividly expressed at this time.

"Hehe, how old are you, and you're still coquettish with your grandfather. Jin'er, Zixia Gong has to be practiced, your experience is still not enough, and it is already very good at this point now, don't be too forceful.

With your strength, grandpa, I am still worried, if you encounter emotional twists and turns in the future, I am afraid that your foundation will be unstable, which will lead to madness. ”

Yimei Daoist said with nothing to hide.

"Grandpa, I don't want to get married, I want to stay with my grandfather for the rest of my life." Xu Jin'er said coquettishly.

"Hahaha, you remember what Grandpa said, let's see it then, hahaha." Yimei Daoren said with a smile.

"Grandpa, don't laugh, I mean it." Xu Jin'er said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay, grandpa knows you mean it, but it's getting late, you don't sleep, what's the matter with coming here to find grandpa?" Yimei Dao Man smiled.

"Grandpa, I'm just cultivating and being irritable, and I want Grandpa to help solve it. And grandpa is almost 100 years old, I want to spend more time with grandpa. Xu Jin'er said affectionately.

"You, do you want grandpa to continue to tell you some points to pay attention to, every time you don't feel good about practicing, you come to this set, you are like this, but it's not good."

Yimei Daoist said kindly, he sighed lightly, and immediately explained the state of mind of the martial arts practitioner.

And somewhere outside the main hall, Zhang Wufeng quietly dodged a few patrolling inner disciples, his body was wrapped in crystal power, and quietly floated in the sky, unaware.

Before, the dialogue between Qingshan Dao and Yimei Dao and the words of this beautiful woman with classical charm called 'Jin'er' that appeared now were all under his control.

And after discovering this woman's strength, Zhang Wufeng was a little more jealous of Zixia Gong, who was at least a seventh-level one-eyebrow Daoist.

In terms of martial arts strength, although Zhang Wufeng may not surpass him, he can kill people, and Zhang Wufeng is confident that he can make Yimei Dao people return to the west within ten rounds.

However, at this time, he found that this Taoist was not as bad as he thought in terms of character and morality, at least, he did have a sense of justice when he told Jin'er about the truth and cultivation experience.

“……

Those who are righteous and have no courage are vain, and those who are brave and unrighteous are violent. Martial arts are stopped, but only with martial arts can they be stopped. Talking about fighting without force is empty, self-deceptive, and meaningless.

Those who pray for peace are usually weak, but peace is in the hands of the strong. If the weak want peace, they need to trade their rights with the strong. So peace is not fair. Sometimes you may meet a merciful strong man who can grant you peace unconditionally, but you must know that this peace is only given out of the mercy of the merciful strong man, just as the master does to his dog. This peace is extremely precarious, because he can withdraw this gift at any time. If you want to get something, it's best to use your own strength to fight for it, and don't expect a benevolent strong person to reward you out of mercy, otherwise you may not get this kind of thing for the rest of your life. Of course, I am not saying that you don't need the help of others, in fact, on the contrary, a person's success is inseparable from the help of others, we should be grateful for the help of others, and should repay as much as possible, so as to form a stable and win-win situation that you want to stand up for yourself, and reach for yourself. I'm just against blindly relying on other people's strength to survive, and I don't know how to use my own strength to fight.

Those who pray for peace are usually weak, but peace is generally in the hands of the strong. Therefore, if the weak want to have peace, they should make themselves strong and strong. But sadly, once the weak become strong, often he no longer wants peace. Because heroes emerge from troubled times, he wants to dominate the fate of others.

Justice without power is empty, and power without justice is violent. Therefore, the weak should hurry up and become strong and make themselves full of strength. But at the same time, you should also make your soul, your heart as strong as your strength, and don't lose the powerful justice in your heart, otherwise you can only become a thug, and sooner or later you will be defeated and overthrown by others, just as you defeated and overthrew other thugs.

Keep your knife sharp at all times, but don't draw it easily for no reason. Turn your strength into this sword, and your righteousness into the scabbard of this sword. Once you draw a knife, you are not only responsible for your knife, but also for drawing it......"

Yimei Daoren said earnestly.

Xu Jin'er nodded seriously at the moment, and then tried hard to keep these things in mind.

"What kind of person?!!

As he spoke, the seemingly cloudy gaze of the Yimei Daoist suddenly flashed, and then he slapped it with a palm of his hand, aiming at a corner in the distance.

"Poof—"

In the distance, in the corner of a dark window, a figure suddenly rolled and avoided, but the window shattered like an explosion in an instant.

The figure of the Daoist with a single eyebrow flashed violently, and immediately rushed over.

In the distance, the black shadow suddenly rushed towards the mountain opposite the main hall.

Zhang Wufeng stared at the black shadow in the distance, and his face was a little strange for a while.

Cai Zhiqiang? What is he doing here? Still carrying a worn-out travel backpack? V