Wudang Mountain, also known as Taihe Mountain, is connected to Xiangcheng in the east, Checheng in the west, Shennongjia in the south, and Pinghu Lake in the high gorge in the north, which is one of the holy places of Taoism in Xuanguo.

It is the location of the Wudang faction founded by Zhang Sanfeng, a great master of a generation.

Since the past dynasties, there have been many emperors' rewards, and now, it is a 5A-level scenic spot in Daxuan.

Every day, the tourists are weaving, the hustle and bustle, the scenery is still good, but there is no quiet in previous years, and there are few real monks and Taoists.

There are not many Taoist priests on the mountain, and there are many martial arts halls with Wudang brands hanging on the mountain.

An Qisheng and Feng Mingtao got out of the car, and along the way, they met a lot of martial arts disciples wearing martial arts uniforms, including some foreign martial arts enthusiasts who came here.

"When Sanfeng Zhenren sees today's Wudang Mountain, I don't know whether he will be happy or sigh."

At the foot of the bustling mountain, looking at the flow of people, the wind and waves smiled "hehe".

Wudang Mountain may be regarded as the most profitable mountain in Daxuan, not to mention all kinds of money-making livelihoods, just the ticket income is as much as 2 billion.

"Probably it doesn't matter."

An Qisheng thought about the life of that legendary great master and shook his head.

Regardless of whether Zhang Sanfeng in this life is the same person as Zhang Sanfeng in his previous life, but such a character has long had no foreign objects in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's a mission."

Feng Mingtao took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and immediately smiled: "You want us to maintain order on our behalf?" I think they want to send us away with these points, so let's not make trouble. ”

"You still want to make trouble?"

An Qisheng was slightly dumbfounded, and he talked a lot with Feng Mingtao along the way.

This big man is a native of Xuanjing, he has practiced pictogram boxing for 20 years, his face looks old, in fact, he is only 25 years old, and he has been a compulsory soldier for two years, and he can't stand the constraints of the army, so he didn't stay.

After retiring, he joined the ranks of law enforcement warriors, and the recruitment of people from Tiannan and Haibei can be regarded as a martial idiot.

"Trouble? Come on, I'm only interested in kung fu. When Mulong City comes to Wudang Mountain, the military may not say that people will come, and whoever dares to make trouble will die ugly. ”

Feng Mingtao shook his head again and again.

Only those who have been soldiers know how terrible Da Xuan is, he has good pictographic boxing, and the company he was a soldier in is considered to be the top, but in the military martial arts competition, he was only eliminated by just passing the audition.

Although he was unlucky to meet a big master in the first battle, it can also be seen that there are many masters in the army.

"Let's find a place to live first, along the way, there are a lot of kung fu practitioners."

Ankisheng walked into the crowd with a salute.

Feng Mingtao did not hurry to keep up, he was burly, with long hands and feet, and his face was fierce, and in the crowded crowd, he walked out of a solitary posture.

There are many hotels under Wudang Mountain, and the price is not expensive, An Qisheng and the two of them are not very late, and when the sky is about to darken, they find a hotel to live in.

An Qisheng put down the salute, and the first thing he did was to take out the dried medicinal food and boil it again.

His illness has only been alleviated, not completely cured, but it is only with the supplement of medicinal diet, which is greater than the passage of his own, that his condition has gradually been alleviated.

He not only has to eat this medicinal diet every day, but also eats a portion far beyond ordinary people.

Only in this way will he have the strength to practice boxing.

The pungent taste hit the brain, and even after eating it for several months, An Qisheng was still a little sick to his stomach.

Feng Mingtao, who pushed the door in, frowned even more, and almost threw up:

"Are you cooking durian?"

“...... Diet. ”

An Qisheng took a long sip of water to suppress the taste and reluctantly spoke.

Feng Mingtao opened the window, only to feel that tears were about to be smoked out:

"This tastes amazing."

He had seen a lot of medicinal food, and it was the first time he had heard of such a pungent food.

What kind of person would concoct such a disgusting medicinal diet, without the slightest consideration for human receptivity?

"It's good to be useful, it doesn't matter how good it tastes."

An Qisheng poured another big bowl without changing his face.

The medicinal diet of the military training camp is prepared by artificial intelligence in a way with the highest nutritional value, and of course artificial intelligence will not consider whether people drink it or not.

"You can't stay in this room anymore, go to my room."

Feng Mingtao walked out of the house, and for a while, he felt a little dizzy.

An Qisheng drank all the medicinal food without hurry, and then got up and walked out of the house and came to Feng Mingtao's room.

"If you can eat such a medicinal diet, no wonder you are about to go dark."

Feng Mingtao gave a thumbs up, very admiring.

"It's just a line, but I can't get through."

Speaking of this, An Qisheng shook his head.

Whether in the previous life or in this life, the cultivation of martial arts is very difficult, even if the great Xuanwu style is extremely prosperous, it is only that there are more people who practice martial arts, there are more types of boxing, and there are more masters, and the difficulty itself will not be reduced much.

Although he has Wang Honglin as his goal, his understanding of dark energy is still not deep enough.

This time, he came to Wudang Mountain to find a few dark strength boxers as a comparison.

"yes, it's hard."

Feng Mingtao nodded and said:

"I once visited Chun Yuqi, a master of pictogram boxing, and he once told me that bright energy is easy to obtain, but dark energy is difficult to enter. Bright energy, even if it is an ordinary person who only exercises correctly, he has a chance to achieve it, but dark energy is not something that anyone can do. ”

"My muscles and bones are stronger than ordinary people, and I won't fall into disadvantage when I fight with dark strength fighters, but it's not dark strength in the end."

Feng Mingtao said and sighed.

He has strong muscles and bones, and he can be regarded as a natural god, and he is like a fish in water when he practices pictogram boxing, but it is very difficult to enter from the outside in.

"I know no less theory than you, but it's easier said than done, and it's not so easy to do."

Ankison sat in his chair and opened his notebook.

The law enforcement warrior forum is very lively, and all the posts are very popular, and there is a feeling of turmoil.

While browsing the post, An Qisheng took over the task of maintaining order, and the points given away for nothing should not be in vain.

"On this trip to Wudang Mountain, I don't know if those masters will come."

Feng Mingtao stood up:

"It's still early, I'm going out for a walk, are you going?"

"I'm not going."

Ankisheng shook his head.

"Then I'll go first."

Feng Mingtao walked out of the house with a big smile, and he was not afraid of being taken away by An Qisheng.

"The wind roars...... Pictogram ......"

The posts on the screen were still sliding, but An Qisheng's gaze wandered as if he were sleepwalking.

In the perspective that only he could see, the panels of the wind and waves gradually appeared.

"It turns out that as long as you get along for a long time, you don't have to know his birthday......"

An Qisheng's heart was slightly thoughtful.

If so, this trip to Wudang Mountain, his harvest may be great, great.

Honk~~

At this time, the vibrating mobile phone interrupted An Qisheng's train of thought.

Connected casually, the cold voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate:

"Are you in Wudang Mountain?"