After typing in keywords and searching one by one, Lu Zhi found that this world was almost not much different from the modern era in his memory, and even the history was much the same.

The only difference is that in addition to the ordinary world on the surface, there is also the mysterious inner world.

But there is no information about those inner worlds on the Internet.

If it weren't for feeling the abundant aura of this world, and accidentally hearing a few keywords such as Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Old Heavenly Master, etc., and specifically confirming it, Lu Zhi would probably think that he had really returned to the modern era.

Lu Zhi spent a whole night, basically collecting information that he was interested in on the Internet, and then turned around and left this Internet café.

It's noon.

Bang dang, bang dang..

The train was running on the tracks at high speed, and from time to time there were a few clanging sounds, and Lu Zhi looked out the window at the scene of rapid regression, and fell into a trance.

After leaving the Internet café, he went directly to the city's railway station and mixed into this train to Shiyan City.

He had just come to this world, and his future plans had not yet been decided, so he simply decided to go to Wudang Mountain in this world to have a look.

Although this Wudang is not another Wudang, for Lu Zhi, Wudang is like his hometown, even if the world has become different, he still wants to take a look.

If possible, he also wanted to see how the Tai Chi and other inheritances that circulated in the Wudang of this world would differ from what he had learned, and whether there would be any similarities between them.

A long-distance train like this will inevitably be a little boring, but it is nothing to Lu Zhi, he has been alone in the valley for many years without feeling how unbearable, not to mention that it is only a few days away.

Because of the passengers in the same carriage who were hypnotized by the Soul Transfer Dafa, everyone subconsciously ignored Lu Zhi's existence, so the past few days have been dull, and nothing has happened.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it was already three days later.

“... 10/Yanshi Station, arrived, passengers who got off at this station, please get off the train as soon as possible with your luggage..."

Hearing the news from the car radio, Lu Zhi, who was in the middle of the car, opened his eyes and got out of the car with the crowd.

When you arrive in Shi/Yan City, it is not far from Wudang.

Through the tourist map standing in the city, Lu Zhi quickly found and wrote down the route to Wudang, and without delay, he rushed to Wudang along the map route.

Wudang Mountain is not difficult to enter, and there are no guards and disciples guarding the mountain gate under the mountain... In other words, in this era, the 'guard' at the foot of Wudang Mountain has become a ticket-selling aunt.

"Hey.. Say what about you? If you want to enter Wudang Mountain for tourism and sightseeing, come to me first to buy a ticket. ”

The middle-aged fat aunt with big waves and light brown hair stopped Lu Zhi and stared at him with a scrutinizing expression.

This kid actually regards my aunt as nothing, don't you know that this Wudang Mountain is up and down, and my conductor aunt is the biggest?!

Lu Zhi: "....."

He looked at the fat aunt with some astonishment, and suddenly a complicated taste suddenly appeared in his heart.

Lu Zhi felt aggrieved, and subconsciously said: "This... But Poor Dao has lived on this Wudang Mountain since he was a child. ”

The aunt was happy: "Hey! Your aunt and I have been selling tickets at the Wudang Mountain ticket office for almost 30 years, and I have seen countless people evading tickets in various ways. ”

"Do you think you can pretend to be someone else's martial arts master by wearing a Taoist robe? All the Taoist leaders on Wudang Mountain, which one I haven't seen before, Auntie? There's no such thing as you. ”

"Moreover, even if you want to pretend to be someone else's martial arts leader, you have to work hard, the style of the Taoist robe on your body is different from the one on the mountain... You can't get it from Pinxi, right? ”

Facts have proved that the combat effectiveness of the middle-aged fat aunt is far from being matched by ordinary people, and Lu Zhidang is defeated.

“... Okay, buy a ticket, buy a ticket. Lu Zhi took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and put it on the fat aunt's table.

"Poor Dao didn't have any cash on him, so he settled the bill with silver."

After speaking, he didn't dare to wait for the fat aunt to answer, turned around and swept into the mountain road in an instant, and disappeared in front of the aunt in the blink of an eye.

"Hey!" The aunt still wanted to call Lu Zhi, but she couldn't even see his shadow, "It's really.... In these years, there are still people who use silver to buy tickets, so I'm afraid that the young man really thinks of himself as an ancient Taoist priest, right? ”

After running halfway up the mountain, Lu Zhi stopped, and at this distance, the fat aunt must not be able to catch up.

He tidied up the Taoist robe on his body, and then went back to Wudang Mountain without hurrying.

Along the way, he carefully observed the grass and trees on the Wudang Mountain and the direction of the mountain range, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

Although the Wudang Mountain in this world is not exactly the same as in his memory, whether it is the topography of the mountain range or the feeling of Zhong Xiuyu's spirit, it is exactly the same as in his memory.

Lu Zhi didn't know if it was because every world where Wudang existed was like this, or because of the reflection of his own heart, but when he felt the familiar spiritual charm, he still couldn't help but feel like a wanderer returning home.

He climbed Wudang Mountain all the way slowly, and did not stop until he was in front of the mountain gate.

This is already the location of the Wudang faction, and after the mountain gate is the Zhenwu Palace, Lu Zhi also saw many tourists visiting the palaces.

He also entered the main hall with the tourists, and gave Emperor Zhenwu three sticks of incense, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the back mountain.

In modern times, this Wudang Mountain has become a famous tourist scenic spot, so the palace group in front of the mountain has been opened to visitors to worship, and the people of the Wudang faction have moved the station and the gate people to the palace in the back mountain.

After turning around the palace complex in the front mountain, in front of the gate of the passage leading to the back mountain area, Lu Zhi finally met the disciples of the Wudang faction here.

And seeing Lu Zhi walking towards this side, that disciple was also a little strange.

The Wudang Houshan area, which is the station of the Wudang faction, is not open to tourists to visit and travel, so usually disciples will be specially sent to guard here to discourage and persuade those tourists who want to go to the back mountain.

But Lu Zhi... This person was dressed as a Taoist priest, which made the disciple a little unsure, whether this person was a tourist or a Taoist priest from other Taoist schools, who came to them to communicate with Wudang.

So he didn't move for a while, it was Lu Zhi who took the initiative to step forward and salute him.

"This fellow Daoist is poor and polite."

"Uh... The Tao is friendly, and the poor road is also polite, I don't know what kind of person you are, to my Wudang, but to visit? ”

Lu Zhi didn't know how to answer for a moment, could it be a sentence, 'Coincidental, is the poor Dao also from the Wudang faction?' ’。

"Daoyou?"

Lu Zhi raised his head and smiled at him: "Coincidentally, Poor Dao is also a Taoist priest of the Wudang Sect." ”

After pondering for a few seconds, Lu Zhi still decided to report the name of Wudang, after all, he was originally from Wudang, so why bother to make up anything.

Could it be that his dignified Wudang disciple still doesn't dare to declare his identity?

The small-nosed Taoist priest opened his mouth slightly, and said, 'Are you kidding me?' '.

Lu Zhi was not verbose, and raised his hand to pose a Tai Chi pusher.

"Fellow Daoist, this is... Want to push hands with me? ”

Lu Zhi nodded slightly, then took a step forward directly, raised his palm and pushed towards it.

Seeing this, the man also subconsciously pushed his hand over, after all, the Wudang disciples, especially after Lao Zhang taught Taijiquan, the Wudang disciples did not find a set of pushers every day, and they were not happy.

Then, he was surprised to find that Lu Zhi really knew how to push his hands in Tai Chi, and he seemed to be not low-attained, almost not under him?

In fact, if Lu Zhi wanted to, the moment the two pushers were just sticked, he would be able to make this small-nosed Taoist priest fly up and perform a volley turn for ten and a half weeks...

After pushing and pulling each other for more than ten times, Lu Zhi gradually increased his strength a little, and the small-nosed Taoist priest suddenly fell into disadvantage, and then hurriedly retreated.

"My junior brother is really worthy of my Wudang Taijiquan... Dare to ask which uncle are you a disciple outside? Please also let me know, senior brother, I can also go into the temple to report for you. ”

Lu Zhi was silent, this really can't be said, if he wants to say Lao Song's name, maybe this 'disciple grandson grandson' will think that he, the 'master ancestor ' is here to shake him.