"Wudang Town under Wudang Mountain, Shochu Mountain on Immortal.

I came from Penglai Immortal Land, and I didn't have a penny all over my body. ”

Early in the morning, at the east end of the town with the sun, a sloppy Taoist walked in.

As he walked, the Taoist recited limerick poems that almost everyone in Wudang Town could sing.

This poem is said to have been written by Master Zhang Sanfeng, but whenever someone asks Wudang Taoist whether this poem was written by Master Zhang Zu, Wudang Taoist will shake his head and say that he doesn't know. However, it doesn't matter who the author is, as long as it is simple, smooth, and chic, it can be liked and sung by the people in the town.

In the fields, in the villages, in the ponds, the people like to sing this poem when they are happy and unhappy. After singing, look up at the sky, it seems that no matter how big the sorrow is, it can be resolved.

The sloppy Taoist was followed by a thin brown horse with a dull coat, and the hair on his body was missing from the east and west, revealing the dry skin underneath.

But the horse, though not strong, was quite haughty. Following behind the sloppy Taoist, whenever a pedestrian looks at it, it will snort, and then look at the top of the pedestrian's head, as if to say, you laymen can't get into my eyes.

Most pedestrians don't notice this detail, and only think to themselves, although this old horse is in poor condition, why do I think it is very spirited?

"Old Five, when you get home, they are all from the township, you behave well, don't hold your head high, there are no rules. The scruffy man turned around and patted the skinny horse's neck. The thin horse seemed to understand the words of the Taoist, and really lowered his head and licked the corners of the Taoist's clothes. The Taoist was very satisfied, and took out a shriveled carrot from his bosom and gave it to eat.

"Xu Zhenren, you're back..."

"Xu Zhenren, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. ”

"Ah, Xu Zhenren, tomorrow I will go to the mountain to find you to unsign, you must be there." ”

The sloppy Taoist greeted everyone with a smile: "Okay, okay, although everyone comes to find Lao Dao, Lao Dao still says the same thing, just explain it for you, I don't dare to guarantee it if it doesn't work..."

Everyone laughed, and they kept doing what they had to do.

Not long after, the sloppy Taoist pulled his horse up the mountain. The man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, but he was not slow to climb the mountain with the thin, old horse. It's even a lot faster than young people.

"Lotte goes to the Heavenly Dao Cliff every day to suffer, leaving the two of us to have nothing to do all day, this seems to damage the Dao heart, no, we have to find something to do, we can't be idle..."In front of Qiongtaiguan, Wang Chongyang said to Ah Huang, who was tickling.

Ah Huang scratched the itch, stood up and sneezed, then stepped out of his strong limbs and continued to wander around. Wang Chongyang saw that Ah Huang was becoming more and more rude to him, so he had to sigh helplessly.

The sloppy Taoist walked towards Qiongtai Temple, and happened to hear Wang Chongyang's sigh, and said loudly: "Why did Little Chongyang sigh?"

When Wang Chongyang heard this familiar voice, he was stunned, raised his head, saw the sloppy Taoist, and hurriedly greeted him: "Master, you are back, Chongyang misses you to death..."

When Wang Chongyang walked to him, the sloppy Taoist took Wang Chongyang's hand, looked up and down before saying: "The rivers and lakes are crazy about your entry into the autumn realm, and now it seems that it has reached the autumn realm!" The sloppy Taoist shook Wang Chongyang's hand tightly, and sighed in his heart: Chongyang is hard. But this crying problem still can't be changed!

Ah Huang walked up to the two of them at this time, arching the sloppy Taoist's leg with his nose, showing great intimacy.

Wang Chongyang said: "Uncle Shi, you see, Ah Huang is still like this, and he doesn't kiss anyone except you." Oh no, now in addition to you, he is also close to one of our academy disciples who went up the mountain. ”

The sloppy Taoist smiled: "He traveled the world with you, is it still like this? It seems that his Dao heart is still not enough, haha." ”

While speaking, Senior Brother Zhang, the second senior brother Zhao Huating, the third senior brother Tortoise Meng, and the fourth senior brother Wang Xu all walked out of the view and saluted the sloppy Taoist together: "Senior Uncle is back..."

The sloppy Taoist sat down in the Qiongtai Temple, drank tea, and told everyone what he had seen and heard in all directions, and also asked about what had happened on the mountain in recent days.

In recent months, the biggest thing in Wudang Mountain is, of course, Wang Chongyang's entry into the autumn realm. When the people in the rivers and lakes were about to forget Wang Chongyang, the former prodigy, the news that Wang Chongyang suddenly entered the autumn realm made the whole rivers and lakes explode. It can be said that Wang Chongyang, who is now in Wudang, is much more famous than when he was a prodigy. On the way back, the sloppy Taoist listened to everyone's praise of Wang Chongyang, and his ears were almost calloused.

"Chongyang, didn't you make an agreement with my uncle, if you don't enter the autumn realm in your life, how can you not believe your words?" the sloppy Taoist quipped.

Wang Chongyang scratched his head and smiled.

Li Zhangjiao got up and refilled the tea for the sloppy Taoist, and said: "The ascension of the little junior brother is a trivial matter, outsiders don't know, uncle, can you still not know? But Uncle Shi, there has been no news for three years, why didn't you even send a letter back, which makes us so worried. ”

"This time, I have come full circle in the Wei Kingdom, and I almost lost my life, so how can I have time to write a letter. I said Xuantong, you go and find the disciple of the academy, and I'll see how the people sent by the academy are doing this time. The sloppy Taoist said.

"Uncle Shi..." Wang Chongyang's eyes were red again, and he grabbed the sloppy Taoist's arm and said, "Senior Brother is going to pass on the Taiping Mind Method to that kid!"

"Huh?" The sloppy Taoist turned his head to look at Li Xuantong in surprise, and after getting the affirmation from Li Xuantong's face, the Taoist frowned, but then quickly smiled with relief: "Since your senior brother has made a decision, it will definitely not be a loss-making deal, Chongyang should be happy." ”

Wang Chongyang looked at the sloppy Taoist blankly, and several other real people were also quite dazed, only Li Xuantong smiled and nodded lightly.

Sloppy Daoist said: "Who is your senior brother, you should know, since he was a child, has he ever done anything to lose money? Outsiders think that your senior brother is kind-hearted, pure, and invincible, but that is just the appearance, which of the major things he has done, in the end, is not our martial arts benefited? Which major event did we suffer?"

As soon as they said this, the second senior brother Zhao Huating, the third senior brother Tortoise Meng, and the fourth senior brother Wang Xu all reacted one after another, looked at each other, and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Only Wang Chongyang is still ignorant.

The sloppy Taoist smiled and touched Wang Chongyang's head, and said, "You just think, did Xuantong let our Wudang suffer?" I remember a lot of things he did, at first you were all against it, but later, you only realized what you were doing in charge, right?"