Wudang Mountain is the holy land of Taoism in China, which was called "Taiyue", "Xuanyue" and "Dayue" in ancient times, and was known as "the unparalleled victory realm in ancient times, the first immortal mountain in the world".

At the same time, Wudang Mountain is also the birthplace of Wudang martial arts, which is an important school of Chinese martial arts. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng gathered his great achievements, created the Wudang faction and influenced it to this day, as for the Sanfeng faction is the same origin as Wudang, the Sanfeng faction's door is also stationed in Wudang Mountain.

Wu Xuan borrowed his identity as a Taoist priest of the Sanfeng faction to come to Wudang Mountain, saying that worshipping the mountain and worshipping the ancestor is purely a fart, he has only one purpose, which is to steal the cheats, he plans to steal all the cheats of the Wudang faction and the Sanfeng faction, and I don't know if there is any Jiuyang magic in Jin Lao's novel in reality?

"Visitors stop, please walk through the front mountain gate, the back mountain is a place for retreat and practice, please don't disturb the quiet."

Wu Xuan came to Wudang Mountain alone, but it was not the mountain gate of Wudang Mountain, I didn't expect that there was another world in the back mountain, although this landscape is not as spectacular as the front mountain, but it is better than elegant and quiet, and it is really a good place to practice.

"I am a Taoist priest at home in the Sanfeng faction, I have been in the house for a long time but I have not worshiped the immortal mountain, and I am here to meet the patriarch today."

Wu Xuan's words were very respectful, but his heart was really sour, when he even had a literary crepe, he really wanted to shout out loudly that I was here to steal the cheats, worshipping the ancestor of Xianshan is just by the way, will such a big disrespect be knocked on the door by the patriarch of Sanfeng in the middle of the night?

"I see, just climb the stairs."

The young Taoist continued to sweep the stone steps, and finally Wu Xuan saw several Taoist temples in the middle of the mountainside.

"You're Wu Xuan who brought art to the beginning?"

The head of the Sanfeng faction is a white-bearded veteran in his sixties, dressed in a gray sermon robe and fairy wind bones, although he is old, his eyes are shining, and his voice is loud and full of energy, and he is not a mortal at first glance.

"Wu Xuan, a Taoist priest at the outer gate, has seen the head of the family, and he has practiced family kung fu before he entered."

"What is the family tradition of kung fu?"

"I didn't know before. Later, I heard that the master said that it was Buddhist kung fu, but I don't know what it has to do with Shaolin, but unfortunately my father died early. Fortunately, I was fortunate to meet my master, this is the disciple's offering this year, and please accept it. ”

Wu Xuan's words are half-truths and half-truths, and no matter how much the stolen kung fu is, it must not be spoken. As for the offerings, it all depends on one's own mind, whether it is Wudang or Shaolin, these sects have their own industries. It is also advisable for a disciple to send some money to the sect.

The process of worshipping the ancestor is not complicated, but some details are too cumbersome, so the delay is a bit long, and it finally ends after an hour, and then it is naturalized, and from then on Wu Xuan can be regarded as a real member of the Sanfeng faction, but unfortunately as a lay disciple has no Taoist name, which makes Wu Xuan a little disappointed.

Everything was in order, and the head of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone went back to retreat, and the two Taoist priests who were watching the ceremony next to him came over. They are Liu Cheng's eldest disciple, Changsun Jie, and Bai Jian, the fourth disciple, because they are monks, so they don't live in the Haishi Sanfeng Martial Arts Hall, but cultivate in the door.

Changsun Jie and Bai Jian are very enthusiastic, no matter what, the three of them have a common master.

"Little junior brother, I'll take you for a walk, the back mountain of Wudang is not open to tourists, it's a pity if you don't go through it."

The three of them left the main hall and climbed the stairs again. The scenery of the mountain behind Wudang is more tranquil than the main gate, because there are no tourist facilities and it is more authentic. So much so that Wu Xuan had the idea of coming here to be a monk and a Taoist priest, this is really a blessed place for the elderly.

Just when Wu Xuan was enjoying this beautiful scenery, two people came from Wudang Station, and one of them immediately showed an angry face when he saw Wu Xuan.

"Wu Xuan, you are so bold that you dare to come to Wudang Mountain!"

The anger came from no one else, it was Yang Yong, the liaison and security consultant of the special sixth group of Raytheon who was thrown out of Raytheon by Wu Xuan. He is a disciple of the Wudang faction.

"Unlucky, afraid of something." Wu Xuan secretly shouted bad luck in his heart, before coming to Wudang Mountain, he thought about whether he would meet this enemy, but he didn't expect to really let his crow's mouth guess it.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yang, fortunately. Fortunately, why don't you go back to Wudang in the special six group? It can't be brought back, right? "Wu Xuan is not a soft persimmon, since the other party is not polite, naturally he will not be merciful. And this sentence came back to Yang Yong's sore spot, he was really brought back, but the rhetoric was to come back from vacation to rest.

"You! Looking for a fight! ”

Yang Yong, who was on vacation by the special sixth group, still did not relent, and when he heard Wu Xuan squeezing himself, he would punch without saying a word, and as soon as he made a move, he had just learned the fierce moves.

As its name suggests, the five fingers are brought together to form a crane's beak when punching, and the strength can reach a point like a nail, and the key point can be easily broken and the enemy killed.

"What's going on?"

Without waiting for Wu Xuan to make a move, the senior brother Sun Jie had already taken the first step in front of him, but Yang Yong had no choice but to stop.

"Changsun Jie, do you want to block the thunder for him?"

It wasn't Yang Yong who spoke, he didn't have the guts, Changsun Jie glanced at Du Hui who followed behind and said:

"He is my junior brother, I don't know how to offend Brother Yang, I apologize on his behalf."

Du Hui looked at Wu Xuan with a gloomy face and said: "You apologized for him, I can't chase after him, since that's the case, let them compete fairly, the rivers and lakes are over, and the grievances and hatreds have been written off since then!" ”

"Wu Xuan, what do you think?"

"That's very good."

Changsun Jie secretly asked Wu Xuan not to agree, because the kung fu of Hezui Jin was very tricky and ruthless, but Wu Xuan didn't seem to understand, so he agreed directly.

"Haha, refreshed, in that case, I'll see you tomorrow morning class, so that the big guy can be a witness."

After Du Hui finished speaking, he left with Yang Yong, who was full of anger, but Changsun Jie began to complain about Wu Xuan.

"Xuan Xuan, what do you have to do with this Yang Yong? Look at him like you robbed your daughter-in-law? ”

Wu Xuan didn't hide it, and said the festival between the two, he came to Wudang Mountain to steal the secret book, since Yang Yong has learned new kung fu, he naturally wants to learn it.

The rules of the Daomen are relatively looser than those of the Buddhist Gate, and at night, Changsun Jie and Bai Jian took out two bottles of wine and put them on a table of side dishes while drinking and chatting, and chatted until the moon and stars were scarce before they went into the house to sleep, fortunately, there was no shortage of rooms on this mountain, but this room was too simple, and there was nothing else except the necessary tables, chairs and beds.

In the middle of the night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and a figure flashed in the forest like a ghost, and a Taoist priest who got up at night rubbed his eyes but didn't see anything.

"Couldn't it be that you're dazzled?"

The dozing Taoist priest yawned and continued to sleep in the house, and Wu Xuan, who was hiding in the forest, finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this Taoist priest didn't know kung fu, otherwise he would be exposed.

(To be continued.) )