At the beginning of the morning, the sun's brilliance sprinkled on Wudang Mountain, covering the mountain peak with a layer of glow. Two people walked on the mountain road, a young Taoist priest with an eleven or twelve year-old boy, but the boy was dressed as a Confucian student.

These two people are Qingjing Daoist and Liu Menglin. It has been five years since Liu Menglin came to this world.

When Chongxu fought undefeated with the East, he happened to be on the edge of the square, and he looked at it, he was born in a peaceful era, and he usually rarely even fights, how have he ever seen this kind of life and death fight, that Yu Dexiong was stabbed to death in front of everyone, everyone seems to be commonplace, and he doesn't blink his eyes, which has a great impact on him.

He finally realized a little bit of the cruelty of this world, usually it is okay on Wudang Mountain, he has the protection of the sect, and he doesn't have to worry about the danger of his life, but did he come to this world to hide on Wudang Mountain? What's the difference between that and salted fish, he still wants to indulge in the rivers and lakes and be happy with revenge.

Yu Dexiong's death let him know that if he didn't have a strong kung fu body, he would go to the rivers and lakes to be irresponsible for his own life, and maybe one day he would be like Yu Dexiong who was pierced through the throat with a sword and died on the side of the road.

His determination to learn martial arts was even stronger, especially the inexplicable speed of Dongfang Undefeated made him feel numb in his heart, and he made up his mind that he would never compete with Dongfang Undefeated until he found a way to deal with this speed in the future.

In the following time, Liu Menglin repeatedly proposed to Qingwei or Qingjing to learn martial arts. But it wasn't until a year later that he was accepted as a registered disciple by Qingwei, and he had to pass on Wudang Internal Skills, Wudang Mianzhang, and Rouyun Swordsmanship, all of which were relatively popular exercises, and Divine Skill Masters such as Tai Chi Shen Gong, Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Tai Chi Sword Technique, and Shenmen Thirteen Swords were not eligible to learn them.

Despite this, Liu Menglin is also like a treasure, and he practices diligently every day. In the past few years, relying on his super memory and comprehension ability, he has read all the scriptures and classics collected by the Wudang School, whether it is Buddhism or Confucianism, which has provided him with great help in understanding the exercises.

This Taoist kung fu is the same as Buddhist martial arts, you must understand the philosophical connotation and Taoist terminology in the exercises, otherwise the master will teach you, and you don't know the direction of the gossip, so what else to practice.

The Wudang internal skills he practiced, although the power is not great, the progress is not fast, but it is very good to lay a solid foundation and maintain health, Taoist exercises are like this, the first emphasis is on health preservation, pay attention to the double cultivation of life, and seek immortality, the internal strength of the Quanzhen School is the same, the progress is extremely slow, the seven sons of Quanzhen have practiced for a lifetime, and it is not as good as practicing the Nine Yin True Scripture for a few months.

In the past few years, his internal skills have been small, and he is extremely proficient in palm and swordsmanship, but due to the limitation of his skills, he can only be regarded as a third-rate master.

Recently, Qingjing was sent down the mountain on a business trip, Liu Menglin was a little tired of staying in the mountain, and Jing was extremely thoughtful, so he pestered Qingjing to go down the mountain with him, saying that his kung fu had reached a bottleneck, and he wanted to go to the rivers and lakes to experience it and look for opportunities for breakthroughs.

Since Liu Menglin was accepted as a registered disciple by Qingwei, Qingjing became his uncle. Qingjing has liked him very much since he went up the mountain, and now with this relationship, it is even more intimate. In the past few years, the two have nothing to talk about, Qingjing has lived on Wudang Mountain for many years, simple-minded, juvenile-minded, although Liu Menglin is a Zhengtai on the outside, but an adult in thought, the two just complement each other.

Qingjing was entangled by Liu Menglin and had no choice, so she agreed to take him to the rivers and lakes to see it, just a person was boring, and it was good to have this teacher and nephew with him.

Qingjing went down the mountain this time because the lay disciples had a batch of goods robbed in Shaanxi, and the thieves were powerful, so the disciple had no choice but to ask for the master. The great cause of the martial arts family is big, so many people need to practice martial arts, and most of them rely on the lay disciples to support them.

Qingjing is to solve problems, and the solution of problems in the rivers and lakes will certainly not be verbal consultations, but will only be bigger than anyone's fist. Qingjing's cultivation has now reached the first-class, judging from the news that came, that is, an ordinary bandit, only relying on the strength of the crowd to dominate one side, the door thinks that it is enough to send him alone.

After the two went down the mountain, they went straight to the direction of Shaanxi. Liu Menglin has been in this world for five years, and this is the first time he has left Wudang Mountain and seen the daily scenes of ancient times, or the Ming Dynasty to be exact.

They took the official road, and there were not many people and cars on the road, but it was not broken, which shows that the commerce and trade at this time were relatively developed. The faces of the people I saw were not very good, not to mention that they were all fresh dishes, but they were not full of red light, and there were sparse people along the way, and after the village, it was all wilderness.

Liu Menglin was very disappointed when he saw the scene in front of him. Without further ado, the two of them traveled all the way, and it took half a month to reach Shaanxi on two legs, and found the lay disciple who asked for help.

It's a small town called Seven Star Town, and there's only one inn in the town. Looking at the middle-aged man with a sad face in front of him, he bowed quietly: "But Senior Brother Li, you are quiet in Xiawudang." ”

Senior Brother Li was very happy to see Qingjing: "Senior Brother is finally here." It's been a hard journey, so let's freshen up and rest for two days. ”

"Thank you, brother." Qingjing took Liu Menglin to freshen up, and a table of wine and food had been prepared outside. The two of them are only in a hurry these days, whether they have eaten well, whether they have slept well, and now they are not angry, so they sit down and eat and drink. Senior Brother Li was by the side, and explained the situation clearly by the way.

"The gang occupies a hill fifty miles south of the town, and it is called the Hungry Tiger Village, which I have never seen before, and it has only come here in the past two or three months, and there are three leaders in the village, and there are about two hundred people under it. There have been several robberies recently. Those people under his command are all rabble, so there is nothing to be afraid of, only those three leaders have second-rate cultivation, and they are not easy to deal with. He gave me a month to prepare the ransom, and there were five days to go. ”

"I'll rest after eating, and then I'll explore the way in the middle of the night and take a look." Qingjing said while eating, "Menglin, you sleep with yours, take care of yourself, don't run around, don't think about going with me, there are many people on the other side, I can't take care of you, the sword has no eyes, it's not good if something happens." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi, don't worry, I won't cause trouble with you." Liu Menglin agreed.

After eating in a hurry, Qingjing and Liu Menglin went back to their rooms and fell asleep, they were also very tired these days, and the two of them fell asleep after a while.

After a few hours, Qingjing woke up, and after the afternoon and midnight rest, the energy had recovered. got up and cleaned up a little, looked at Liu Menglin, saw that he was sleeping soundly, and did not bother, and went out. Qingjing didn't know, he went out Liu Menglin's eyes opened, he woke up when Qingjing got up just now, but he didn't want Qingjing to worry, so he pretended not to wake up yet. Qingjing didn't pay special attention to him, so he didn't find out. He knew that it would be a burden for him to go, so he didn't care about the quietness and continued to sleep.

Not to mention Liu Menglin, and said that Qingjing got out of the town, spread his body and headed south, about half an hour, he saw a mountain in front of him, under the faint starlight, there were a few buildings on the mountain, and it was pitch black.

When you come to the foot of the mountain, there is a trail that only leads to the mountain, go up along the mountain road, and when you reach the top of the mountain, you build a wall with trees and stones. Qingjing Gong gathered his ears and listened intently, hearing a few faint breathing sounds around him, and knew that there were dark whistles arranged around. Under the cover of the night, he used the Wudang ladder to cross the wall of the village and poke in, and those dark sentinels did not know that someone had entered the village.

There are several houses in the central place, and there are more than a dozen tents around the houses, and judging by their arrangement, it is obvious that they are not arbitrary, and they are quite orderly. Qing Jing knew at a glance that this was a technique of arrangement in the army, and he knew that this was a bit troublesome, these people were just afraid that they were not ordinary bandits, but officers and soldiers pretending.

Was this instigated by someone, or was it done by the rebels themselves? Where did they come from, you must know that the soldiers will lose their heads if they leave the garrison without permission.

Retract your thoughts, and continue to look inside, since you are here, you must always find out. When I came to the house on the left, which seemed to be a place to live, I just approached and felt that my feet were lightly tripped by a thin thread, and my heart screamed badly, and a crisp copper bell sounded in my ears, which was particularly harsh in the silent night sky.

"Damn." Qing Jing scolded in her heart, she didn't expect the thief to be so cunning, and he actually arranged a news trap around the room, and it should be his hair that he tripped just now, which can be seen in the dark night.

Don't dare to delay, make a light effort, gallop towards the outside of the wall, can not be surrounded by people, then even ants can exhaust themselves, and they can advance or retreat outside.

As soon as the bell rang, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the thieves in the tent woke up, shouted, and ran out of their clothes, and a few figures came out of several houses, and the first three were the fastest, and they should be the three leaders, and one of them called: "The thief is gone." ”

Qing Jing didn't care about it, he just flew outside, and the wall was in front of him, and suddenly a cold star stabbed towards the door.