The autumn rain did not stop until the early hours of the morning, after all, the three people in the broken temple met for the first time, and there were still some precautions, basically they were not asleep, and after the sky was slightly bright and the heavy rain stopped, Xu Buling put away the blanket and took the nightingale and Zhong Jiu out of the broken temple.

Xu Buling led the horse over, hung the lance on the hook of the gun, turned over and continued to ride south.

Zhong Jiu wore a skirt, sat sideways on a big red horse, and walked in front of the nightingale. Under the morning light, the skin looks snow-white and crystalline, white and a little dreamy, but not sickly, it is a very healthy baby white, like fresh juicy water tofu.

The nightingale has been in the study building since he was a child, and he doesn't bask in the sun much, and his face is already very white.

"An increase of one point is too long, and a decrease of one point is too short; The powder is too white, and Shi Zhu is too red. The eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like snow; The waist is like a bundle, and the teeth are like shellfish; Sister Zhong, do you look like you look like in the book? What do you usually eat? ”

Zhong Jiu pursed his lips and smiled: "People are raised, and with medicinal diets and other reasonable warming of the body, as long as you persevere, even if you are sixty years old, you will not look old." ”

Nightingale wrote it down carefully, thought about it slightly, and wondered: "With Sister Zhong's appearance, she will definitely be able to enter the Eight Great Beauties, why haven't I heard of your name, could it be that you are already married?" ”

Zhong Jiu shook his head: "It's just a false name, competing for fame and fortune is not conducive to self-cultivation, I am obsessed with medical Taoism, and I have never paid attention to these." ”

"Oh......"

Nightingale nodded rather instructively.

Xu Buling listened to it for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of friendship with this 'good-looking' woman in his heart. Let's not talk about the problem of 'not lifting yang things', if you really know how to maintain health and stay beautiful, Aunt Lu will definitely be a baby.

The autumn wind swept through the mountains and forests, and the three horses galloped on the deserted official road, chatting about trivial things along the way, and gradually became familiar.

In the afternoon, the three of them came to the vicinity of Jinsi Gorge, which was hundreds of miles away.

The scenery of Jinsi Gorge is beautiful, and the people who travel in autumn have gradually increased, and there are many Taoist halls built on the mountain, and pilgrims and people from the rivers and lakes can be seen everywhere on the road.

Zhong Jiu took a hat from the side of the horse and put it on his head, Xu Buling only thought it was because his appearance was too outstanding, and he didn't care.

Arriving at Jinsi Gorge, Zhong Jiu drove his horse in front, walked on the trail next to the mountain stream and dense forest, walked more than five miles into the mountain, and came to the bottom of an ordinary hill.

There is a creek at the bottom of the mountain, which is full of bamboo, and there is no way up the mountain, and there is no human population around it, so if it is not for someone to guide the way, it is impossible to imagine that there are still people living on it.

Zhong Jiu jumped off his horse, stood beside the road, and raised his hand to point to the densest place of bamboo on the mountain:

"This is Shiyan Village, where Qingxu real people live in seclusion. I have some small holidays with Wudang, so I won't go up, and don't say that I brought you here. ”

Xu Buling raised his eyes and looked down, the distance was not too far, in order to prevent an ambush above, he still took a lance from the side of the horse, and climbed up from the rugged mountain with the nightingale.

Zhong Jiu tied his horse to the side of the road, walked to the waterhole between the valleys, sat down on the big rock, and raised his hand gently. The little sparrows, which mingled with the birds in the sky, flew up the mountains with their chirps......

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The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name; The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

Wudang Mountain, as a famous family in the rivers and lakes, has many high-ranking people, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims who go up and down the mountain every day, and there are countless stunned young people who come to visit famous teachers.

Jianghu guests over the mountains and mountains to find, many hermits hidden in Wudang Mountain were dug out every three or five days, a long time, the hermits who devoted themselves to cultivation more and more hidden, gradually scattered into the mountains and wilderness around Wudang.

Shiyan Village in Jinsi Gorge is rumored to be the place where a sage in Wudang realized the Tao, many people have heard of this place, but few people know where it really is, and it is absolutely impossible to find it.

At dusk, the red sun hangs over the mountains in the west.

Among the fine bamboo forests on the mountain range, a small bamboo building is built in it, next to it is a vegetable garden, surrounded by a fence, except that the place is too remote, and there is no difference from ordinary farm yards.

It's getting late, there is a reclining chair on the flat ground outside the bamboo building, and the Qingxu real person in an old Taoist robe is holding a teapot in his hand, swaying with his eyes closed.

There was a small bench next to the recliner, and Lin Yuzhen, the young master of Hutou Mountain in Xiangyang, a wealthy family in Chudi, was sitting on the bench and was talking respectfully:

“…… Old immortal, my generation is a generation behind Chen Daochang, and it is not in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes to run to the door, six of these ten martial arts have come out, and I have only one martial artist in Dachu, and if I don't hurry up, all of them will be robbed by other places, this is a big deal......"

As the saying goes, 'only Chu is talented', and a good sword is a style, and it is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, which has been the center of the world's rivers and lakes since ancient times.

Hutou Mountain Lin family and Junshan Island Cao family and other big families, are long-standing rivers and lakes family, in the past, when the Great Qi commented on the world's heroes, it has always been Chu land accounted for half, the world is divided into the other half, the ancestors of the Lin family have also produced the world's strange people.

With the court's 'Iron Eagle Deer Hunt', the Jianghu family was affected, the Cao family directly sealed the sword and broke the inheritance, and the Lin family took refuge in the King of Chu to seek refuge, and the style of action was naturally restrained and did not dare to be too public, and the reputation gradually declined.

Now that the court wants to choose ten martial artists, the Lin family under the King of Chu naturally has no share of the royal pen, and he is embarrassed to be faceless and skinless like the Tang family in Youzhou, so he picks a soft persimmon and pinchs it. If you want to get the real Wu Kui, you have to find a recognized master on the rivers and lakes to prove your strength before you can go to the capital to receive the Wu Kui plaque.

Lin Yuli is in his early twenties, and his talent has surpassed his father, but according to the generations of the rivers and lakes, he should be the same generation as Xu Buling and Mei Qusheng.

Looking for a gangster like Zhu Liu to prove his strength, one may be wiped out if he is not careful, and it is taboo to make a feud casually; Run to challenge the elders, there is no shame in losing, and if you win the other party's reputation, you will be completely ruined, and you owe the other party a big favor no matter whether you win or lose.

The rivers and lakes still pay attention to the sophistication of people, and if you don't give enough face, why should people give you fame.

Lin Yuzhen is a native of Chu, and he has a close relationship with Wudang Mountain, so he searched and searched, and finally he could only come to Wudang Mountain, thinking of letting Chen Daozi's master be a notary, and let him have a fight with Chen Daozi in the name of taking the school examination. He definitely can't beat Chen Daozi, the god of Wudang killing, but he has the confidence to hold up a dozen moves, and he has Wudang to teach justice by his side, and he has both face and lining when he says it, and the people in the world are also convinced.

It's a pity that Lin Yuzhen said good things in Shiyanzhai for three or four days, and the old immortals in front of him all looked like 'nothing to do with themselves', and they came and went with the same sentence:

"On the rivers and lakes, pay attention to 'Wu Wu's second', you just go to Daozi to fight, it's a skill to be able to fight, but if you can't beat Daozi, you won't be slaughtered, so many curves and curves, it's boring."

"Old immortal, I am a junior, I can't carry a gun to Wudang Mountain and let Chen Dao grow out."

"Then go back and polish it for another ten years, and when you can't hold it back, dare to carry a gun to Wudang Mountain to fight Daozi, this Wukui will be justified."

"Alas, don't laugh at the old immortals, the elders and the young are not allowed to be inferior, and I don't look up to see them even if I am eighty years old, I will not be disrespectful to my elders...... I heard that Chen Chong went to the Tianshan Mountain to worship the moon platform single-handedly, if there is no accident, it will definitely be the next Wu Kui, and we will be Chen Daochang alone in Chudi, and the rivers and lakes are poking our backbones......"

"Yu Li, your mouth is suitable for being a monk chanting...... If you have a guest coming, you can kick people out, and I'll help you with a word. ”

Qingxu Zhenren's eyes didn't open, and he raised his hand and shook it.

Lin Yuzhen saw that the old Taoist finally relented, his eyes lit up, and he listened attentively, someone had indeed entered the bamboo forest. He just thought that he was a fly that had come to harass the elders, and immediately got up and pulled out his spear from the side of the fence:

"Don't worry, the old fairy, I'll come when I go, the people of the rivers and lakes will do what they say, don't bluff me ...... old man"

As he spoke, he ran into the dense bamboo forest.

Qingxu Zhenren opened his eyes, put down the teapot and shook his head, got up and walked into the bamboo building slowly, and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find medicine for bruises......