Section 36 Wu Ming stayed in Cangsong Pavilion like this.

In addition to the important land on the top of the mountain, many Taoist temples have also been built in other places. These Taoist temples are in a continuous group, although it is winter, but the pine on the mountain is verdant and dripping, every time the mountain wind blows, the pine waves are bursting, and a piece of red wall and gray tiles are lifted inside, there is a different artistic conception. There is a Taoist temple, and naturally there are many disciples, at first glance, Cangsong Pavilion is not much different from Nanning Academy. There are those who teach martial arts, and there are also those who teach scripture and history calligraphy. It's just that the students inside, regardless of civil and military, are all Taoist priests.

This kind of life made Wu Ming feel very new, and when he had nothing to do during the day, he also mixed in with these Taoist priests and went to listen to the lectures. I just think that what the old Taoist priest here said, whether it is literature or martial arts, has its own characteristics, and it is also quite inspiring to him. This Cangsong Pavilion often has children of the family come to worship the mountain and learn the arts. These Taoist priests only thought that he was also a child of a certain family, and he had come to the Holy Mountain to study gold. In addition, Wu Ming stayed alone every time, listened quietly, and was very low-key, these Taoist priests were surprised at the beginning and wanted to inquire about Wu Ming's specific identity. But after a long time, I saw that this kid was always smiling faintly, quietly, and suddenly bored, so I stopped bothering.

Wu Ming made a rough observation and found that most of these Taoist priests were below the fifth stage, and most of them were martial artists of the third or fourth stage, but the old Taoist priests inside were even more than six stages, and occasionally they could even see seven stages. This is only the power that is revealed on the surface of Cangsong Pavilion. The mountains are majestic, the Taoist temple is faint, and on the whole mountain, all the Taoist priests are afraid that there are thousands of people, and he can't help but sigh in his heart: "It is said that Cangsong Pavilion is the holy land of martial artists in the world, so it seems that it is indeed true." ”

Every evening, he ran to the octagonal pavilion of the main peak to watch the white horse pass through the gap, and the white clouds and dogs. Listen to the mountain wind howling and the pine forest whimpering. Although he has not comprehended the wonderful meaning of what the wine priest said, it is not a baptism for his soul, and he only feels that the depression of losing He Yi for many days is also empty, and his heart is open.

Others don't know Wu Ming's identity, but it's impossible for Ming Zhen not to know. That day, when Wu Ming went up the mountain, on a whim, he compared his leg strength with Wu Ming, but he almost couldn't get off the stage, and he always felt a little pimple in his heart. Wu Ming lived in Cangsong Pavilion, he was a child after all, and he came to chat with Wu Ming every day. He has been an outcast since he was a child, and later he traveled and saw his bones Qingqi, so he brought them back to the mountain gate. For more than ten years, almost all of them have grown up on the holy mountain, and they have never met such a person with unique insights and knowledge, but I feel that Wu Ming's words are all meaningful, and he is not far behind his ancestors, and he is also very close to Wu Ming.

Today is the fifth day of arriving at Cangsong Pavilion, and according to the plan, I will have to go down the mountain after today. Wu Ming didn't go to the lecture today, but only found a clean giant pine in his residence, leaned up, leaned on a knotted old pine branch and flipped the book.

Looking out through the dense pine needles, I saw strange mountains standing in the distance, mountains and mountains, green and steep, clouds and mist. He lay on a pine branch, looking at the strange scene in the distance, and was stunned. It seems that I can't comprehend the way of nature in this after all, so let's just follow the fate. Staying in the mountains for a long time is not a way to do it after all. As a passer-by, he has been mired in the quagmire invisibly, with more and more things on his shoulders, and many things have to be done by himself, so he can stay in the mountains and cultivate all the time.

Footsteps suddenly came from below, light and urgent, almost inaudible in the mountain wind, but Wu Ming was closing his eyes and recuperating, so he naturally heard it clearly. His heart moved, and he sat up from the pine branch abruptly.

There was a little Taoist priest in a blue shirt standing in the courtyard, standing in place, stretching his neck and looking into the house, it was Ming Zhen. Wu Ming hurriedly jumped up from the pine branch, put away the book, and said softly: "Little Master Mingzhen." ”

Ming Zhen heard that Wu Ming was going to leave tomorrow, and he was inevitably a little reluctant in his heart. I thought that Wu Ming was not there, and I was feeling melancholy, but when I heard Wu Ming call him, I was overjoyed, and I raised my head and said, "Lord Wu, I will take you to a good place today." ”

Wu Ming heard him say something funny, and said with a smile: "Oh, I don't know where the little master wants to take me?" ”

Ming Zhenshen said mysteriously: "You will know if you go with me." ”

Wu Mingden was aroused by his curiosity, jumped down from the tree, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I want to see what the little master said about the best place to go." ”

Mingzhen shook off the dust in his hand, and didn't say much to Wu Ming, so he went to the outsider first.

I don't know what the good place Ming Zhen said is, so I took Wu Ming straight to the back mountain, and the more I got there, the more remote it became. Although there are few people, this rocky road is still neat. Apparently this trail is often repaired. It seems to be an important place to get to the mountains. I couldn't walk for a while, and Ming Zhen didn't look back, and suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Lord Wu, do you know the difference between spirit beasts and foreign beasts?" ”

Wu Ming was a little puzzled by his question, but he still replied: "There are many rare and rare beasts in the world, and the so-called strange beasts are nothing more than beasts that can cultivate their own subconscious and have their own attributes. And the spirit animal is a name for the alien beast after it has been tamed by us. ”

Ming Zhen turned his head, raised the dust and pointed to a valley not far away, and said with a smile: "Exactly, the place I want to take Lord Wu to today is the Spirit Beast Pavilion of our Holy Mountain." ”

"Spirit Beast Pavilion?!" Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, but his hand involuntarily touched his arms. It was a spirit beast order, which was given to him by the prince before the Cangqian War. At that time, I also made an appointment with him to come here to choose a favorite spirit beast and swim in the mountains and rivers together, but this wish may never be realized.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.

The valley was not far from here, and the two of them walked closely for a while, and soon they arrived. Looking at this valley from afar, the valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the pine forest is lush and green, and the pine forest is hidden from time to time. When I got closer, I saw a huge bluestone nearly one zhang high standing at the mouth of the valley, and there were three big characters engraved on it: "Spirit Beast Pavilion!" Wu Ming smiled secretly in his heart, it was almost the same as the Spirit Beast Valley here, and he didn't know what was going on, but it was called the "Spirit Beast Pavilion".

The two Taoist priests stood straight beside the mountain rocks with a whisk in their hands, and when they saw Mingzhen coming, one of them smiled and said: "Little junior brother Mingzhen, here again today, Uncle Dao just happened to be in the valley today, I'm afraid we won't be convenient." ”

Ming Zhen's face changed, and he exclaimed: "Ah, there is no uncle here, but today I am about to take guests to visit, how can this be good." After speaking, he was so anxious that he was spinning around, and on a cold day, there was already a faint sweat on his forehead.

The Taoist priest smiled: "Little junior brother, you also know, Uncle Dao has always been iron-faced and selfless, if there is nothing important, it is forbidden for anyone to break into the 'Spirit Beast Pavilion', if he is not there, we can still be accommodating, but today is really not a coincidence, his old man just came to check, and his face is not very good, we dare not touch this moldy head." ”

Mingzhen lifted his feet, looked into the valley, and then salivated and said: "Senior Brother Mingyi, you can just let me in secretly, this valley is so big, Uncle Dao will definitely not know." ”

The Taoist priest waved his hand again and again, and said with a bitter face: "Senior Brother Mingzhen, it's easy to say at other times, it's not okay to break today, you can spare me." ”

Ming Zhen cried and turned to another Taoist priest, who seemed to be startled, took a few steps back, and waved his hand again and again. While he was in the midst of the noise, he suddenly heard someone in the distance shouting: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, who is making noise outside the Spirit Beast Pavilion, so ignorant of the rules?" ”

When Wu Ming looked up, he saw a middle-aged Taoist priest dragging a pair of straw sandals, tipping on his feet, and running towards this side with a sound all the way. This Taoist priest looked angry, his whole body was dusty, his clothes were untidy, and his face was full of dirt, and it seemed that he had not taken a bath for more than ten days. Wu Ming was stunned, the Taoist priests he met in the past few days were all neat and well-dressed. Suddenly seeing such an alternative, I couldn't help but want to laugh a little. He thought, and a smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but hook up.

When Mingyi and another Taoist priest saw him come out, their faces changed, and they hurriedly waved the dust, saluted respectfully, and said, "There is no uncle." ”

When I got closer, I saw that this Taoist priest even had his hair scattered, and his eyes were red. He ignored the two little Taoist priests, turned his head to look at Wu Ming, and said, "Who is this kid?" See me laughing? As he spoke, as soon as he whisked the dust, he pulled his head down on Wu Ming's head.

The whisk is made of horsetail and is as soft as silk. At this time, in the hands of this Taoist priest, the dust filaments were agitated and stretched by the true qi, which was almost the same as steel wires. Thousands of dusts stood upright, and he seemed to be holding a huge spear in his hand, and slammed it towards Wu Ming's chest. Wu Ming was taken aback, he would have expected this Taoist priest's temper to be so short-tempered. said to fight, but fortunately, he was not chaotic in the face of danger, took a deep breath, his body flashed, and he had already dodged the other party's blow. As soon as the right palm flipped over, he was about to catch the other party's dust tail.

Dao Wu is a fiery temper, and things have not gone well recently, and his heart is like a fire. I expected this kid to be so piercing, careless, the dust in his hand was caught by Wu Ming, and under the shock, he fought hard to recapture it, but the whole dust was like an iron mountain, where could he pull it back? His face was swollen and red three times in a row, but the dust still did not move, and his face was already swollen and purple.

Ming Zhen saw that the two of them made a move, and exclaimed on the side: "Oh, Lord Wu, stop it." The last time I went to the Snow Mountain, I didn't have Uncle Dao's best friend, Uncle Dao Yan accidentally disappeared, and he hasn't heard from him until now, so he can't help but have a big temper. ”

Wu Ming's heart moved, and he immediately let go of his hand and said, "The missing person, is it called Dao Annihilation?" Dao Wu was using all his strength to compete with Wu Ming at this time, Wu Ming let go suddenly, he stumbled, and almost fell to the ground. At this time, he didn't blame Wu Mingzhi in the slightest, and shouted with a pair of red eyes: "Exactly, this little brother, have you ever seen a senior brother?" ”

"Dao annihilation", Wu Ming muttered, when he was in Daya Snow Mountain, a Taoist priest buried by himself, wasn't the finger dust sword in his hand engraved with these two words? Annihilation, annihilation, the other party can also think of this kind of road number, the Tao is nothing, this is a bit nondescript, but because of this, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is very good. He raised his head and said, "I have seen it, but Master Dao Yan is no longer alive." So he told what he had seen that day, as it was.