Things are doable.

After Song Yuanqiao heard this, after thinking for a while, he didn't say anything.

Just looking at the expression, I feel a little difficult.

And rightfully so.

After all, the Lan family's glaze factory is not a small industry, and it is on the cusp of the storm right now.

If Song Yuanqiao responds, it will mean a bunch of bad things behind the Liuli Factory, and they will also be taken over by Wudang.

After a while, just when Lan Li felt that what Master said was a bit casual.

Song Yuanqiao nodded.

"Yes."

whot?

This can also be done?

"Tomorrow, I will ask Yihang to accompany him down the mountain, by the way, Master's 110th birthday is coming, and I have to go and prepare."

Without looking at Lan Li's face in shock, Song Yuanqiao just responded, and then talked about something else.

Lan Li, who watched it, had mixed feelings in his heart.

The Wudang faction is not wealthy, which can be seen from the initial food when Lan Li crossed.

Although for the residents of the mountain, it is already a happy day to be able to eat enough every day.

It can be compared to the Quanzhen Sect that dominates the north.

The life of a Wudang Taoist priest can really be called the word 'poverty'.

But with the size of Wudang, will there really be a shortage of money?

Not to mention anything else, it's just a tax-free policy, and with a little operation, Wudang can become a behemoth on the rich side.

Not to mention the disciples of Wudang Mountain who were in important positions in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Lan Li couldn't figure it out.

I don't understand why Nuoda Wudang wants to live in poverty.

On the way back, Lan Li asked Yu Daiyan.

The answer he received made him feel embarrassed.

"Because no one thought about it."

Walking on the mountain road, Yu Daiyan looked at the Taoist children who saluted him on the side of the road, and a little smile hung on his mouth:

"When the mountain gate was established, it was your ancestor who took us apprentices to build it little by little.

The mountain gate was built. The Master began to pull people into the mountains.

As the master's fame in the rivers and lakes is getting bigger and bigger, there are more and more people in Wudang.

And the source of my livelihood in Wudang is to collect the rent of the fields under the mountain and get a piece of incense from the believers.

If I want rice food, I have my own field in Wudang.

If you want medicinal herbs, I have my own medicine garden in Wudang.

If you want to make weapons, I have my own mine in Wudang.

The disciples want to make a living, they have their own hands and feet, and they have the ability to make a difference.

No more.

It's my juniors and disciples who often come back to donate some of their own silver taels, and add a few new clothes to everyone during the New Year's holidays.

Everyone just came over as usual. ”

"Isn't anyone thinking about changing it?"

"Why do you want to change it?"

"It's just... It's just..."

Halfway through the words, Lan Li was gone.

yes, why change?

A group of Taoist priests in Wudang are pure hearts and few desires.

How many are so strange to him?

"What's it?"

Laughing, Yu Daiyan led Lan Li and continued to walk:

"Our generation is old, and we don't want to change it, and we don't want to change it.

Count from your master.

Everyone comes from a poor family.

Since I was a child, I haven't had any opinions, and I've always listened to your ancestors and acted according to the rules.

By the time your ancestor brought back those people outside the mountain, the mold of Wudang had already been decided.

If your master doesn't mention it, your master won't say it.

Think about it, if you don't even say it, how dare those people mention it? ”

Speaking of this, Yu Daiyan laughed loudly, looking a little heroic.

seemed to remember Feng Xifan's group of people at that time.

"Apprentice, Master, let me tell you.

Don't look at your master Uncle who doesn't smile on weekdays, but in fact, it's not that he doesn't want to change......

I don't know how to change it!

No, no guts, scared, weak-hearted.

I'm afraid that in the end, I will make a mess......

Then leave it as it is!

So, ah.

The future of my Wudang still has to fall on your generation! ”

Chatting and chatting, the two had already returned to their door.

Before entering the door, Yu Daiyan specially instructed Lan Li again:

"Your generation, as far as it is concerned, is the six most outstanding people, such as Yihang, Cangsong, You, Heluo, Qingfeng, and Zhang Ze.

Just in terms of cultivation, you are even more arrogant!

But Mingyue, you must not be arrogant because of this.....

Just like your fifth uncle at the beginning.

At a young age, he had already reached the threshold before the grandmaster, and when he walked down from Huashan, he even broke through the name of 'iron hanging silver hook'.

But the result? ”

Speaking of this, Yu Daiyan couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the expression, it seems to be a little lonely.

"There are talents from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.

In the end, it will be said.

It's just a generation, twenty or thirty years.

In our generation, there was a Wang Chongyang, which made countless people disheartened.

Now, it's your generation again. ”

The courtyard door was pushed open, and in the small courtyard, Shi Niang was holding a scroll and beating the two stupid apprentices who were kneeling on the ground.

Green stood beside him, as if dissuading.

"Who knows, will there be the next Wang Chongyang?"

The voice fell.

With a bit of free and easy temperament, Yu Daiyan strode in.

"Person A, Jingchuan, did you two make your master angry again?"

"Master...."

"The master dislikes us and embarrasses you...."

"What's there to be ashamed of?"

Glancing at Lu Wan who 'hated iron and couldn't make steel' on the side, Yu Daiyan shook his head:

"Get up, don't kneel.

It's better to have a dull life.

If both of you are like the third child.

Your master's good life will not go on...."

"Master....."

Xiao Jingchuan's tone was a little choked.

"The third child is back today, what are we going to eat at night?"

"Jingchuan has collected a lot of field frogs today...."

"That's it!"

Hearing the word Tian Frog, Yu Daiyan's eyes lit up:

"When stewing, put more miso and more fat.

By the way, take out my bottles of rice wine again...... Let's have a few drinks with our master and apprentice! ”

......

......

Stewed frogs are a good thing.

Especially when autumn arrives, the stomach is full of fat field frogs, and a bite is called a satisfaction.

It is said that it can also beautify......

Yu Daiyan of Wudang Mountain loves to eat.

Three hundred miles south of Xiangyang, there is another one who also likes it.

The casserole sits on the fire, and as the soup tastes, the rich aroma begins to waft outward.

Hill, dirt slope, a ruined temple.

In the temple is a dilapidated statue of an evil god.

Below the statue of the god.

Dongfang Bai swallowed his saliva, and his little eyes were full of longing.

The clothes were covered with dust and the lingering smell of blood.

Among the younger generation, the Oriental girl who broke through the innate early was very embarrassed at this time.

The reason for this is that I don't know which bastard told the truth.

said that she hid the secret of her martial arts by leaps and bounds, didn't tell the Divine Sect, and fornicated the right way!

There is an unclear relationship with Dali Duan's family, Huashan Qizong, and Daomen Wudang.

There is a desire to overthrow the rule of the Will.....

And then.

The director of the teaching department actually believes it!

And so.

Dongfang Bai, who was unwilling to sit still, killed the Divine Sect all the way.

After several days and nights of pursuit, there were blood stains all over the body.

Even with Dongfang Bai, who had just broken through to the realm of the Grandmaster, he felt exhausted.

The aroma in the casserole is getting stronger.

Some can't wait.

Lifting the lid of the pot, Dongfang Bai went directly to grab it.

There is a little bit of true qi on the palm.

But there is no tongue ....

"Ahh

One was anxious, Dongfang Bai's mouth had a few more blisters, and the face of the new grandmaster was distorted.

"It smells good, it smells good!"

Swallowing heavily, Dongfang Bai's eyes were still looking outside from time to time.

She was worried that someone would be chasing her.

Although the previous people have been killed by her, they are also afraid.

The means that can be taught by God, and the most indispensable thing is the outlaws!

"Those old things in the church, don't all of them have brains? How could I have betrayed the Cult? ”

broke off a pair of frog legs and stuffed them into his mouth, Dongfang Bai's expression was a little helpless:

"In this world, how can anyone feed his own grandmaster the Third Brain God Pill?"

After eating a meal, Dongfang Bai only ate three points full.

Still hungry.

However, because of the replenishment of food in the body, new true qi has been regenerated.

After eating, I didn't wait for her to clean up.

I heard a sound of footsteps outside the temple gate.

This made Dongfang Bai's expression change, and a few more silver needles appeared in his hand.

Subsequently, he seemed to be aware of the identity of the person outside the temple.

With a dodge, Dongfang Bai hid directly behind the statue.

A moment later, seven or eight yellow-skinned beggars entered the temple.

"I heard that Xiangyang is going to fight again, what did you say that the Ma Gang Master summoned us to?"

"What do you think could be because of?"

"Hahaha, this still needs to be asked, it must be to see our hard days, find us a place to eat!"

"Hey, you've got a big heart!"

"Or else? Ma Yuanyi still expects us to fight with the Mongolian Tartars? ”

"Who's to say it's not...."

"What a wasted effort...."

"Every time the Mongols want to come, the good days of our beggars will come, and we will go to eat and drink for a few months, and wait for the Mongols to arrive.... Hey, hey, let's just run! ”

"Those nobles don't want to think about it, if we don't have a farmhouse or a family, it's a rotten life.

What is the reason to fight with the Tartars..."

"Shhhh Be quiet! You can't say this explicitly, or else this meal..."

"Do you think others don't know? People just don't think our lives are worth anything...."

"Hey, hey, hey...."

"Hahahaha...."

In the ruined temple, a few beggars didn't have any precautions, and when they saw that there was a stove in the temple that was still warm, they directly stuffed all kinds of dry food they were carrying into it.

That taste... It goes without saying.

After the statue, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.

'The Mongol Tartars are going south?'

Didn't the church say that the Mongols were overwhelmed by the Ming religion in the north?

How can you still have the heart to go south? ’

She was still thinking on one side, and on the other side, the beggars spoke up again:

"The military rations are delicious, but the hundreds of miles of road are not easy to endure."

"I don't know how many times I can walk on this body..."

"By the way, I heard that this time it was the old gang leader Hong who took the lead, and he was very angry, and he wanted to get a hero conference out.

Everyone should be careful then..."

"You know, you know, anyway, shouldn't we be the first to run?"

"Hahahaha....."8)