That night, Jiang Ni, who was no longer Princess Taiping of Xichu, went down the mountain alone, Xu Fengnian did not destroy her rebellious cursive script in anger, but just lay on the stone steps and drank most of the pot of rice wine, gnawed all the beef, and waited for the fish belly to turn white in the east, and then left the Taixu Palace. On that day, Xu Fengnian was still practicing his knife hard, and he always had to suffer some hardships when he was stupid and flew back. After dawn, the sweeping boy saw the scribbled handwriting on the square, and was startled, thinking that the gods had written a book from heaven, and ran back to the hall to call the master after losing the broom, and then the master called the master after reading it, and finally gathered the six masters and uncles with the highest rank in Wudang.

The only sect in the world that has been repaired into the rhubarb court pass in the world's Daomen Wang Chonglou.

Chen Xuan, who is in charge of the moral precepts of Wudang Mountain, is rigid but not rigid, more than ninety years old, but still in good health, and likes to step on the nine palaces to reprimand the most talented little junior brother on the mountain.

Song Zhiming, who has lived for two Gu Xi and is one hundred and forty years old, so he seems to be of a very low generation, has been out of the last prison seven or eight times, and there are so many times that he is not the first in the world but also the second in the world. At the same time, he is responsible for refining and casting foreign pills, and there are nearly 100 elixirs in Wudang, most of which come from him.

Yu Xingrui, who had just returned from a trip to the East China Sea, was sloppy and sloppy in dress, but his internal strength was second only to Wang Chonglou.

Wang Xiaoping, a sword idiot who is dumber than a dumb man, Gu Jing Bubo, he seems to have nothing to worry about except for the sword in his life.

In addition, the entire Wudang Mountain at the end of the year probably belongs to the most unscrupulous and exclusive pursuit of the ethereal Heavenly Dao.

"Good word. Chen Miao said with sincere admiration.

"Wonderful. Yu Xingrui nodded in agreement.

"Good writing is. Except for the seven characters at the end, this article is Nobita, sad and indignant, and only seen in his life. Song Zhiming, who was twice as old as ordinary people, sighed heavily, bent down and stood at the beginning of the article, carefully observed, twisted the white eyebrows as long as vines with one hand, and immediately sighed after speaking, "Thinking carefully, it seems that the seemingly superfluous seven characters at the end are the finishing touch." What an oath. ”

"Good words, compared with the current cursive more wanton, the dragon jumps the gate of heaven, the tiger lies on the hill, rare. It's even better, it's hard to imagine that it comes from a woman who is not more than twenty years old. Wang Chonglou said that the coffin was conclusive.

"Shhh Uncle Xiao said nervously.

"What are you afraid of, His Royal Highness the Prince is practicing swords below. Wang Chonglou quipped.

"Anyway, I'm the only one who will be unlucky. Hong Xixiang muttered.

"Young people are easy to deal with young people, we are all old. Wang Chonglou said with a smile.

"Senior brother, because I was young, you pushed me into the fire pit?!" Hong Xixiang said with grief and indignation.

"Little junior brother, you have to have the consciousness that I don't go to hell and who goes to hell, the way of heaven is nothing more than that. "Wang Chonglou hit Ha Lu Ha Dao, in front of the junior disciples, where is there any Taoist immortal transcendent demeanor.

"Fart! This is the Buddhist language!" Hong Xixiang shouted.

"Wanliu East enters the sea, the words are different, and the reason is the same. Yu Xingrui fell into the well, and Shi Dalu said with a smile.

"Did you hear that, your Senior Brother Yu is right. Wang Chonglou patted the little junior brother on the shoulder, and then looked at Yu Xingrui and smiled, everyone is a lot older, there is no hope of feathering, the biggest pleasure is just to joke about the little junior brother a few words, I don't know when I will kick my legs and lie in the coffin, I can say a few words.

Wang Chonglou said: "Little junior brother, here is your best word, take advantage of the sunny weather, you copy it, and put it on the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion to carefully treasure it." ”

Hong Xixiang rolled his eyes, "Don't write, if His Royal Highness the Prince knows, I will have to lose a layer of skin." ”

Wang Chonglou said with a smile: "It's a big deal not to copy the last seven words, what are you afraid of." ”

Hong Xixiang muttered: "Anyway, it won't be the senior brother who will be beaten at that time." ”

Wang Xiaoping, who had not spoken for sixteen years, stopped and stared for a long time, and finally said hoarsely: "There is sword intent in the words." ”

The four older brothers looked at each other, and then they all smiled.

Hong Xixiang, who had not heard the sixth senior brother speak since he went up the mountain, was pleasantly surprised, and said in despair: "I write!"

Three days later, there was a thunderstorm.

Xu Fengnian came to Taixu Palace again with an oil-paper umbrella, and after the light rain, only a place was black. The rain was getting stronger, and the raindrops poured down on the umbrella surface, and I saw a thin figure carrying a peachwood sword coming to the square and standing in the other corner.

Xu Fengnian didn't know if the white-haired old man had left the Beiliang Palace, otherwise he could have called to fight with this sword idiot. Fighting for the life with the Dongyue swordsmen, and then watching the master's moves, it is already different, and it is no longer a lively one. Dispelling this tempting thought, Xu Fengnian turned around and went down the mountain.

Outside the thatched house, the first-class maid bluebird of Wutong Garden stood in the thunderstorm, holding an oil-paper umbrella with an umbrella painted with Qingluan, waiting for His Royal Highness the Prince.

Blue Bird brought a letter that Da Zhuguo had handed over to her by himself.

Xu Fengnian walked into a room full of secrets and almost nowhere to stay, the beds, tables and chairs were already piled up, only a pure land in the corner of the wall, not surprisingly there was Jiang Ni's sleeping place, Xu Fengnian sat on a pile of books, from a book "Tiger Prison Knife" Tear a few pages to wipe his face, and then tear a few pages to wipe off the rain on his hands, then open the letter, in which Xu Xiao wrote that he had sent someone to the capital to inquire about the news, and did not hide that he began to prepare for a bodhisattva in the palace to suppress the eunuch Sun who was not long-eyed, and two years later, he would let the surname Sun lose power. What really stunned Xu Fengnian was that Xu Xiao finally revealed the mystery, why did he let him come to Wudang, it turned out to be that Wang Chonglou turned his body into a metaphysical cultivation and transferred it to him like a flower graft!

Is this a deceitful act?

Aren't you afraid of being thundered by the sky?

Xu Fengnian destroyed the secret letter, his heart was full of turmoil, he looked up at the blue bird standing at the door, and asked: "Internal power can also be passed on to others?" If this can be done, as long as the skill is passed on like a seat before death, isn't the master of the sect stronger from generation to generation?"

Jade Bird said flatly: "The effect of a pill or a bowl of rice in the lower abdomen varies from person to person, and the internal force is transferred, and it is not more than half at most." There was once a demon on the rivers and lakes, with deep internal force, and he liked to forcibly transmit internal force to people, and he saw with his own eyes that those human bodies were overwhelmed, and finally his limbs burst and died, leaving only a complete head. ”

Xu Fengnian said dumbly: "There is also this kind of madman who harms others and is not good for himself?"

Bluebird nodded.

Xu Fengnian asked, "Do you say this is what Xu Xiao means, or is it my master's idea?"

Blue Bird replied sincerely: "I dare not say. ”

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "That's Xu Xiao." ”

The blue bird looked around and smiled.

Xu Fengnian said softly: "Wait for the rain to be lighter, and then go down the mountain." ”

Bluebird snorted.

The rain will eventually have a rainy hour, and the blue bird will still go down the mountain after all, Xu Fengnian sent it to the Xuanwu Dangxing archway and then turned around.

Back outside the thatched hut, Xu Fengnian looked at the muddy vegetable garden and chuckled: "Why do you have to put pen to paper if you hate me? If the second sister knows, you will beg for beating again, right? ”

Next, His Royal Highness continued to practice the sword, but he began to be bold enough to go to the purple bamboo forest on the Big Lotus Peak to find it uncomfortable, you must know that Lu Dao is the forbidden place of the ancestor Wang Xiaoping, and few of the senior brothers of the same generation on Wudang Mountain dare to disturb, only the young uncle will go to herd cattle and eat grass, or find some suitable slender purple bamboo as a fishing rod, Xu Fengnian went to the purple bamboo forest for the first time, and was forced out of the bamboo forest by a sword that cut off dozens of purple bamboos, and the second time he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, he carried a sword, and as a result, he lay on the wooden bed for half a month, and even Wudang took out a good bottle of high-grade pills, and when Xu Fengnian was able to split the waterfall obliquely with a knife, he visited the purple bamboo forest again, After a sword, he was forced to withdraw, and he still didn't see the face of the sword idiot, but he didn't fall to the ground immediately, so he could stagger back to the hut, but he didn't eat the pill as food.

Wudang, which is also in the same vein as Danding, is slightly different from Longhu Mountain, not only pushing the cultivation of the Inner Dan of the Dragon and Tiger Fetus, but also accepting the "cooking and refining of gold stones" Denounced by Longhu Mountain as the left side of the Dan, there are several Qianjun Ding furnaces on Qingyun Peak, alchemy Taoist priests are the most willing to endure hardships on the mountain, nearly 10,000 catties of charcoal are consumed every year, the momentum is huge, Xu Fengnian once went to the Qingyun Peak to occupy a corner of the Qingyun Peak last month to watch an opening ceremony, this peak is said to remove the main peak of the lotus is the most evil spirit can not be invaded, you need to pick a good day and auspicious day, build an altar to burn the talisman, alchemy Taoist kneeling at the foot of the peak to hold the medicine furnace, face the south and pray to the Dao Tianzun, after the end of the mountain, finally let His Royal Highness understand that the cultivation is not easy to alchemy is more difficult, but this does not delay Xu Fengnian Niu chewing peony to eat pills, so that it was not easy to persuade the third senior brother Song Zhiming to allow His Royal Highness the Prince to enter the mountain to see the alchemy Hong Xixiang was very indignant, and he lost his eyes to the blind man who had no conscience, there was no way.

The senior brother said that young people are easy to communicate, and there is really no truth at all!

The osmanthus on the mountain is fragrant.

In addition to competing with the waterfall under the Hanging Immortal Peak, Xu Fengnian went to the purple bamboo forest and Wang Xiaoping every once in a while, and finally was barely able to carry a sword without falling.

Don't look at it as a sword, if it doesn't fall, it means that Xu Fengnian has entered the hall when he practices the sword.

Probably suddenly found that the purple bamboo in the bamboo forest had plummeted, and the sword idiot came out with a sword again, which was even more unpredictable.

Few people could have expected that the notorious His Royal Highness the Prince of the World could really stay on Wudang Mountain for half a year, and some of the little Taoist priests who had been in contact with the dust and mundane things were speculating whether His Royal Highness the Prince of the World had hidden more than a dozen beautiful maids on the mountain, or whether it was a big fish and meat every day, and by the way, the number of times they saw the young uncle and ancestor was less, so there were rumors that His Royal Highness the Prince was the reincarnation of the devil, and the young uncle and ancestor who needed the reincarnation of the Emperor Zhenwu were suppressed.

Hong Xixiang, who rode the bull, turned a deaf ear and did not take the initiative to explain anything, and when he met a Taoist priest who was younger than him, he would answer with a smile when he asked such questions: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is reading the classics of "The Seven Signatures of the Clouds" and "The Taoist Doctrine Hub", and he is very attentive. ”

If someone else says it, naturally no one wants to believe it. can be said from the mouth of Shi Shuzu, it still makes people half-believe.

Occasionally, a Taoist priest with no low seniority and qualifications asked indignantly: "Uncle Hong, that surname Xu Fang is a good prince, His Royal Highness doesn't do it, why do you come to Wudang Mountain to be powerful and blessed?

The young uncle smiled and said: "Maybe it's for him to practice the knife for himself, His Royal Highness the Prince is from a rich and noble background, and his hobbies are always different from ordinary people, uh, it is indeed a little different." ”

There are always people who can't help but sneer: "It must be that we must have stolen our martial arts mastery, practiced a knife, and then went down the mountain to do evil!"

At this time, Uncle Xiao was silent.

He let the green cow go today, walked alone in the mountains and forests, went to the hanging immortal coffin, and saw a unique earthquake and autumn cicada on Wudang Mountain passing in front of him.

I didn't see how Hong Xixiang picked up his pace, and after walking a few steps like a drunk, he caught up with the autumn cicada, pinched it gently, and blocked it just before it hit a spider web.

The young uncle lowered his head and bent over the cobwebs, and then let go of his fingers and released the autumn cicada.

In fact, after the cicada emerges from a larva to an adult, the lifespan is no more than three months.

But Hong Xixiang still saved it, without any reason. Just did a little thing that couldn't have gone with the flow.

This uncle and ancestor, who has been on the mountain for more than 20 years, has probably been doing such small things, and has always been regarded by everyone as the best person to comprehend the way of heaven, but it seems that he himself never knows what the way of heaven is, and he does not bother to think deeply, eating, drinking, and lazing, herding cattle, reading books and enjoying the scenery, which is plain and bland.

Hong Xixiang slowly walked outside the hut and saw His Royal Highness the Prince picking a cucumber from the vegetable garden and putting it in his mouth to nibble.

Hong Xixiang wanted to take advantage of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World to steal a cucumber to taste it, but Xu Fengnian slapped off his claws with an embroidered winter scabbard.

Hong Xixiang, who had to squat on the sidelines to watch, asked curiously: "Your Royal Highness, should you really be willing to give up the red and tender wine, the beautiful singing voice, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the brocade futon in the palace?"

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If you are like this every day for more than ten years, you will be willing to give it." ”

Hong Xixiang shook his head and said, "Xiaodao is reluctant to give up this mountain." ”

Xu Fengnian said disdainfully: "You are cowardly, two different things. ”

Hong Xixiang pursed his lips, this was the biggest protest of the young uncle's ancestor.

Xu Fengnian sneered: "I dare to go up the mountain to practice swords, so you don't dare to go down the mountain? Are there a bunch of ghosts and ghosts at the bottom of the mountain, or are there demons and monsters everywhere? Take a step back and say, even if there is, don't you Taoist priests need to kill demons?"

Hong Xixiang still shook his head vigorously.

Xu Fengnian stopped wasting saliva and asked, "I'm going to the Purple Bamboo Forest, do you follow?"

Hong Xixiang shook his head like a rattle, waved his hand and said, "Don't go, Senior Brother Xiao Wang won't let me go there to herd cattle now." ”

Xu Fengnian nibbled on cucumbers, left the small vegetable garden with an embroidered winter knife, and said vaguely: "What's so great about being the first in the world, it's better to be the only one in the world." Everyone is grabbing the first in the world, and there is only one person who grabs it, but the latter is expected to be the way of heaven for everyone, this is the way of heaven. ”

Hong Xixiang squatted on the ground, holding his cheeks with both hands and fell into deep thought, "I understand a little, I don't understand a little." ”

Xu Fengnian, who was walking forward with his back to Hong Xixiang, snorted coldly: "Don't steal cucumbers anymore, I've counted them all, and when I come back, I find that one is missing, and I will beat you to the point that all three legs are bloody, do you understand this?"

Hong Xixiang squeezed out a smile and said: "I understand!" My QT room has been opened!