Wudang Mountain, the mountain is 1,600 zhang high, steep into the clouds, hundreds of beasts run, ten thousand flowers are in full bloom, it is the blessed land of one top and one in the south of Zhanbu Continent.

The breeze blows over the hills, the sound of young children reading and reading is endless, and there are three or five Taoist children holding sinking wooden swords and short daggers at their waists, running with the mountains, sharpening knives.

Today's Wudang Mountain, as usual, does not seem to have changed much since it was reborn ten years ago.

The environment in the mountains is still leisurely and quiet, giving people the feeling of idle clouds and wild cranes out of the dust.

The sound of reading, the sound of trumpets, the shouts of the Taoist children, and the shouts of the teachers.

This scene, on the Nanzhan Buzhou, which has now changed, perhaps only Wudang Mountain still retains its original appearance.

"Xu three years, you stabilized, the wild boar was driven over by me."

"I... I know that the rope has been tied to the tree by me! ”

"It's coming, it's coming, the wild boar is coming."

"Hurry up, pull the net, pull the net! ~”

"Xu San wants you to hurry up!"

"I... I know! ”

In a shallow forest, seven or eight Dao boys were dragging ropes in their hands, looking at the wild boar that was running wildly in the distance, looking quite nervous, and this tension was mixed with a trace of joy.

There is not enough meat on Wudang Mountain!

There is only so much meat distributed in the daily canteen, which is not enough for all Dao boys to distribute, and a low-ranking Dao boy like them can only eat a bite of meat when he is doing the half-moon sacrifice.

Although the master of his own family is very rich, the master does not seem to have any intention of improving the food for everyone.

Unable to do so, little Taoist boys like Xu Sanxiang and Li Yinglong, who don't work too hard in their cultivation on weekdays, can only go to the mountains to hunt wild food to ensure that they have oil and water in their stomachs.

"Hey! Ay! ”

"The boar is in the hole!"

"Pull the rope! Pull the rope! ”

"I pulled it!"

"Hard!"

"Come on, everyone, this beast has hundreds of catties of good meat, enough for a group of us to eat for three days!"

"Come on, !!"

Seeing the wild boar break into the trap laid by a group of people, the little road boys excitedly tightened the rope, although according to their strength, it was likely that the wild boar would escape, but everyone didn't want to think like that!

Why?

I want to eat meat!

The half-grown boy has to punch and stand on the pile every day, and he doesn't have much oil and water in his stomach on weekdays, so he points to these wild games to add food!

Five minutes later.

As the first trail commander exerted all his strength, he was dragged to the ground by the wild boar, and the entire 'net array' began to collapse, and with a leap of the thick-skinned wild boar, its figure gradually disappeared into the dense forest.

The eyes of the little Taoists who watched this scene were full of tears.

"Two days of setup have been in vain!"

"I want to eat meat."

"Woo woo woo ....."

"I want to too...."

The exhausted Xiao Dao Tong lay on the ground, looking very depressed, during which there were a few who insisted on not giving up until the end, and the most persistent ones, at this time, they were even dragged by the brute force of the wild boar and were covered with scars.

Arms, elbows, thighs, bare feet, etc.

The hunt failed, but life had to go on.

After a while, I saw a Taoist boy lying on the ground stand up, slapped his body, walked to his little friend, and stretched out his hand.

Xu San thought about it and got up! The boar is gone, and we have to find something else today! ”

"I'm so hungry that I don't have the strength..."

"I'm hungry too..."

"What to do? Today's noon cafeteria seems to only have radish broth, salted cabbage, and wowotou....."

"I want to eat meat."

"I want to too...."

"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat a fucking meal first, and when it's later, we're thinking about getting something else!"

"Good!"

A pair of brothers and sisters looked at each other, and then they both cried and mourned, and supported each other to walk towards the mountain.

They are not the only ones, most of the little Dao children in the entire shallow forest are like this.

Since Zhuo Yihang became the head teacher, Wudang may have secretly made many changes, but those changes have little to do with these little Taoist boys.

The little Taoist children who were raised by Wudang are still living a poor life like when they were in their generation.

For this, the entire Wudang has no opinion.

Children, of course, they must be cultivated from an early age, if Wudang prepares everything they need, then what will be raised in the future can only be a group of non-people.

Everyone used their hands and brains together, and after the harvest, they gathered together to eat meat happily.

During the period, there may be some fatigue or some minor injuries, but this is a very good exercise for the future of these children who have lived in Wudang Mountain since childhood.

Let them develop the idea of 'do it yourself', instead of relying on others for everything.

And these departed children didn't realize that behind them, there were actually people following them all the time.

On the treetops where they had set the trap, two men in Wudang robes with delicate faces like jade were watching them limp with interest.

"Senior Brother Yihang, you said that when we were in that generation, there were people behind us from time to time."

Seeing that the Dao boys walked out of the dense forest, Lan Li, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, took out the wine jug from his waist, took a sip, and looked at Zhuo Yihang, who was smiling on his face.

"There should be... Right? ”

There was a hint of uncertainty in Zhuo Yihang's words, and the senior brother at this time was dressed in a black and white fish robe that belonged to the Wudang Sect: "When I first took over, the second senior uncle and his old man didn't leave anyone for me, and I didn't want to ask his old man about these trivial things." ”

"Huh!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's fine."

Lan Li shook his head.

The Taoist children are hope, but also the inheritance of Wudang, when they are released, there will naturally be people in the shadows.

When he first woke up, Lan Li may not have understood it, but after living for so many years, Lan Li can already see through this similar tradition.

I just think it's a little funny, and I also feel that I was very bored at the beginning.

"Senior brother."

"Hmm."

"Among the Wudang disciples of this generation, are there any good seedlings?"

"Huh? Why do you ask this? What's the matter, you, the dignified Martial Emperor City Lord, are you finally planning to go back to the mountains to open your doors to teach? ”

In a teasing tone, Zhuo Yihang looked at Lan Li's figure and played with taste.

Let Lan Li return to Wudang?

That's naturally impossible!

Lan Li will not agree, and Zhuo Yihang himself will not allow it.

Don't talk about it, just say that Lan Li currently controls the economic lifeline of the entire Wudang Mountain, the three thousand Dao Tong in the inner gate, the tens of thousands of deacons in the outer gate, and the cultivation needs of those grandmasters and masters who live in seclusion in Wudang Mountain, all need the Wudang field staff controlled by Lan Li to supply resources.

The position of Emperor Wu City is inseparable from Lan Li, and since the end of the Wudang Mountain Closure, the forces of the Wudang faction in the world have also been handed over to Lan Li to manage.

And the initiator of this proposal is none other than the senior brother in front of Lan Li.

In the past ten years, the reason why Emperor Wu City has been able to develop so smoothly is that it is inseparable from the reputation and manpower of Wudang Mountain.

In short, compared to those outer deacons, Zhuo Yihang is still a newer junior disciple who grew up under his nose like Lan Li, otherwise, when a group of people in the door wanted to take over the mercenary union in Lan Li's hands, they would not be vetoed by Zhuo Yihang.

The breeze blows off the leaves.

"Brother Sect...."

Stretching out a hand and grabbing the blades flying in front of him, Lan Li thought for a moment before suddenly chuckling: "The two of my own family are enough for me to worry about, senior brother, don't burden me anymore." ”

"Do you work harder if you can?"

"Forget it."

Lan Li shook his head and said, "It's almost noon, the master is still waiting for me to go back to eat, and the senior brother is with me?" ”

When Zhuo Yihang heard this, he chuckled: "I won't go, since I took over as the head, the third uncle was very tired of seeing me and left..."

When the words fell, Zhuo Yihang had already stepped on the void, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

Seeing the back of Zhuo Yihang's departure, Lan Li couldn't help but let out a sigh in his mouth:

"Is it still delayed? I remember that Senior Brother Yihang is the most talented of our generation, if it weren't for the original baptism of demon blood....."

More than ten years have passed, Zhuo Yihang is still a grandmaster-level martial artist, and with Lan Li's current gaze, it can naturally be seen that Zhuo Yihang's realm is still a short distance away from the grandmaster's consummation.

And when Lan Li went up the mountain three years ago, Song Qingshu, who had competed with Zhuo Yihang for the position of senior brother, was already in the realm of grandmaster perfection!

Penglai Xiandao and his party have brought them a lot of help, but for Zhuo Yihang, who has hurt his foundation, most of the usefulness of these helpers is wasted.

If there is no accident, as the most outstanding disciple of Lan Li's generation, the contemporary head of Wudang, Zhuo Yihang's martial arts in this life has stopped with the great master.

There is no hope of entering the Tao, let alone a martial arts immortal!

But this is Zhuo Yihang's own choice after all, when Wudang Mountain needed it, he, the senior brother, stood up without hesitation, everything was for the continuation of the sect.

Somewhat upset.

Walking on the way home, Lan Li looked at the surroundings, although they were familiar, but they had rotated for several waves, and they only felt that there were fewer and fewer people in Wudang Mountain who knew him.

Most of the former brothers and sisters went down the mountain, either to defend one side of the town for Daqian, or to run industries under Lan Li.

The people who stayed in the mountains were all talented in martial arts, and now they have reached the Grandmaster realm and have begun to train in the major secret realms of Wudang.

Only those who are not up and down are not too low will choose to teach Dao Tong in Wudang Mountain.

Innate peak, but the grandmaster is hopeless.

Walking back to his master's courtyard, in the courtyard, Yu Daiyan's hearty laughter spread far away, as if he was chatting with someone about some interesting things.

Push open the door.

Senior brother Song Renjia, who was boiling soup in an iron pot in the courtyard, saw Lan Li returning, and nodded at him with a smile:

"The little junior brother is back."

"Senior brother has worked hard."

Lan Li responded and walked over to his side and helped the waiter with food.

Now under Yu Daiyan's door, only Lan Li and his senior brother are left.

As early as many years ago, the second senior brother who failed to break through the congenital died on the battlefield in the north.

And Lan Li has not been in Wudang Mountain for a long time, in fact, he is waiting for Yu Daiyan, and he is the only senior brother.

"Senior brother, who is the master talking to?"

"It's the second uncle, his old man, the second uncle refined a furnace of good pills this morning, no, come and talk to the master."

When he said this, Song Renjia smiled innocently, and the hand holding the soup spoon continued to boil the soup.

Song Renjia is now fifty years old!

The martial arts realm has reached the innate peak, but there is still such a thin barrier from the realm of the grandmaster.

And if nothing else, such a thin realm is enough to continue to block Song Renjia for twenty years.

This is the normal state of practice for ordinary disciples with poor talent in Wudang.

If you want to take an upward path, it is difficult and difficult.

But fortunately, over the years, Song Renjia has let go of his own martial arts, married a family a few years ago, and now has two sons, one daughter and three children.

The three children have no talent for martial arts, and their wives take them to study in the small town under Wudang Mountain, and Song Renjia will go down the mountain to accompany them for two days every three or five days.

Compared with Lan Li's second senior brother who was strong-minded, Song Renjia's current situation is undoubtedly much better.

As I get older, I have both children and daughters, and my teachers are here, and I live the life I want to live every day.

After twenty years, no matter whether he can break through to the realm of a grandmaster or not, he can live a comfortable life full of children and grandchildren.

No fighting, no grabbing, gentle treatment, no ambition.

Such a Song Renjia, sometimes Lan Li sees it, and he will feel envious in his heart.

A pot is well boiled, and three side dishes are filled.

When everything was done, Lan Li went to call his master for dinner.

In the room, Yu Daiyan, who had white wings, was grabbing Yu Lianzhou's sleeve and chatting, and in the room on the other side, Shi Niang was also muttering to Zixuan in a low voice, as if she was whispering something.

Seeing this, a flash of emotional fluctuations flashed in Lan Li's eyes, and soon disappeared again.

"Master, uncle, eat, eat, eat, what do you two old man have to say, let's talk after dinner later."

"Third brother, you tell your sister to eat first, I still have something to talk about with your second uncle."

Yu Daiyan was thinking about deceiving Yu Lianzhou's newly practiced elixir, but he didn't raise his head after hearing Lan Li's words, and waved him directly to leave.

Lan Li's face was very helpless.

On the other side, Yu Lianzhou saw this, and shook his head at him with a smile.

This is a game between their brothers and sisters, and it is also a little interesting thing in their leisure, the pill is not the point, the focus is on the process of talking between the two.

The teacher and brothers are playing endlessly here, but the other side is very smooth on the teacher's side.

After hearing that Lan Li said that the meal was open, the master who was now no longer in her prime walked out with Zixuan, and regardless of Lan Li being on the side, she directly grabbed Yu Daiyan's ears and pulled them out.

"What are you talking about? What do you and the second senior brother have to talk about! Xiao San'er finally went home, and you still brought up the shelf, right? ”

"Let go! You let me go! ”

"Eat!"

"Eat, eat, eat! That's it! ”