Wudang's current head Li Xuantong, five years ago, cultivated the Taiping Mind Method, and Xuanyuan Huayu fought by the Jing River, causing countless people in the rivers and lakes and the people to watch.

Then, Li Xuantong traveled in the Wei State, and on the border of the Song and Wei Dynasties, he retreated 3,000 Wei troops alone, and became famous in a war.

Since then, Li Xuantong, who was once unknown, has become the new spiritual pillar of Wudang Mountain after Wang Chongyang's 'obscurity'.

It wasn't until Wang Chongyang broke through the ten-year demon barrier that he finally stepped from the summer realm to the autumn realm, riding Ah Huang to Wudang.

Instructor Li Xuantong left tears of joy in front of the portraits of the ancestors of the past dynasties: "Master, little junior brother, he finally broke the demon in his heart!"

The whole country will talk about Wang Chongyang in the next month. The matter of Wang Chongyang and the woman in Tsing Yi is known to everyone in the rivers and lakes.

When Wang Chongyang entered the summer realm when he was young, but he did not enter the autumn realm for a long time, everyone shook their heads and regretted when they talked about Wang Zhenren and Qingqing. Song people said that this was a bad fate, and only two people in the fate suffered. And people from Liang Wei and other countries put the blame on Qingqing, saying that Qingqing mistook Wang Chongyang's Dao heart, if it wasn't for Qingqing, why would Wang Chongyang be like this.

But nowadays...

"Wang Zhenren is really a prodigy, and he still can't be mistaken by all mortal things..."

"That's nature, the strong are still the strong. ”

"I have long seen that Wang Zhenren is not a mortal..."

All the gossip turned into dust, and no one said that 'the fox girl Qingqing mistook Wang Chongyang' and 'Wang Chongyang is the former dynasty Fang Zhongyong'.

The rivers and lakes are like this, few people can rationally see how a person is, most of them are like the clouds, and more people are good people who judge your character based on your strength.

Your strength has risen greatly, and your realm has climbed, and he said that you are a martial artist, and when you encounter a bottleneck on the road and enter the south wall, he says that you may not be good when you are young.

In fact, for Wang Chongyang, without the experience of the heart and demons in the past ten years, there would be no ascension to break through the obstacles. Besides, no matter what realm it is, he, Wang Chongyang, is still that Wang Chongyang, the little junior brother that Li Zhangjiao doesn't like on his lips but cares about the most in his heart, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, and the fourth senior brother's favorite little junior brother who likes to sit and talk about the Tao, and the fifth senior brother Zhang Yue, who is still out on a parade and has not returned.

These were doomed from the first day he was taken up the mountain by the old master in his infancy.

"Chongyang, when it comes to cultivating the Tao, you can cultivate if you love it, and it's okay if you don't love to cultivate, you are so powerful senior brother, and you are not one of them. Before he died, the master took his hand and said with a smile.

The senior brother couldn't cry, knelt on the side and wept, and several other senior brothers next to him knelt down and said in unison: "Master, don't worry, we will take care of the little junior brother." ”

The master never concealed his love and doting on this picked up child, when he was dying, he didn't talk about the future of Wudang, and he didn't read the millennium of Taoism, but he took Wang Chongyang's hand and explained over and over again, don't fight with others, don't do less work, whoever bullies you, let the senior brothers help you out, don't do it yourself, it's not safe.

As for the senior brothers, they all treat him as a child, outsiders knock on the door, he never has a chance to be the first to go up, and when he wants to go to any sect to reason, he never takes him and lets him watch the house.

Especially the fifth senior brother Zhang Yue, who didn't bring him a lot of delicious food when he came back from a parade, even if he came back from a serious injury after fighting outside, he could vomit blood and take out a special snack from his arms three to five thousand miles away.

Wang Chongyang didn't know that when he was ten years old, Master had a conversation with Senior Brother.

The master said, "Our little junior brother is expected to become the first person to ascend in Wudang. ”

At that time, Li Xuantong, who had just begun to cultivate the Tianping Mind Method, was shocked, for thousands of years, there was only Zhang Daoling alone in the Taoist classics. The little junior brother is expected to soar? That grass house is known as the ancestor of the Daomen, and there is only one Patriarch Zhang Daoling for thousands of years, and then the Great Heavenly Master has been stubble after stubble, but he has not been able to continue the glory of Patriarch Zhang.

And Wudang, although the ancestor of Zhang Sanfeng recorded in the classics refused to ascend and chose to grow old naturally, he did not ascend after all. If Wang Chongyang can soar, then Wudang will be able to suppress the grass for at least three hundred years, and he will no longer have to be pressed by the grass house.

However, the master said again: "Soaring is not something that can be done deliberately! Being in the immortal class is not necessarily something to be happy about!"

Li Xuantong didn't understand what he meant, but he obeyed his master's orders and resolutely refused to tell Wang Chongyang what his master said. He knew that with the character of the little junior brother, if he knew that he was expected to soar, he would definitely rather abandon everything he had, but also soar, and fight all to earn face for Wudang. Even if Li Xuantong is the status of a senior brother, he can't bear to watch Wang Chongyang abandon everything for the sake of cultivation.

In this world, how can there be a reason for the little junior brother to take on the prosperity of Wudang alone.

The little junior brother finally entered the autumn duel this time, Li Xuantong was very happy, these days, many sect heads have come to say goodbye to the book.

Even the Great Heavenly Master Xuanyuan Huayu wrote a letter.

Xuanyuan Huayu said in the letter that congratulations to Wang Chongyang for finally breaking the demons, there are a lot of polite words, and at the end of the letter, he also mentioned sourly, Wang Chongyang was too ruthless, and directly beat our little heavenly master Xie Bing out of the realm, and it was too unkind.

Li Zhangjiao, who shouldered the entire Wudang and never said half a sentence, immediately replied to the letter, first politely on the letter, and wrote at the end of the letter, 'Juniors fight, victory and defeat are common, the great heavenly master looks at the point'.

Write it and let the little Taoist send it to the town to send it out, the more Li Xuantong thinks about it, the more funny he feels, and he is relieved, since Wudang Mountain killed and retreated the three thousand Wei troops five years ago, there has been very little new news on the rivers and lakes.

In the past five years, there has been good news every three or five months in Caolu, this ascension, that rune has become a great success...

This time, after a five-year absence, there was finally another piece of good news from Wudang Mountain, and it was such a big piece of good news. Finally raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief.

The more Li Zhangjiao thought about it, the happier he became, so he went back to his house and brought out a jar of old wine, called the second junior brother, the third junior brother, the fourth junior brother, and the little junior brother, and asked the kitchen to bring up the leftover food at noon.

When the junior brother Wang Chongyang came, he also brought Chen Letian with him, and when he saw the dishes on the table, he said cautiously: "Senior brother, we are going to eat these dishes for dinner..."

Li Zhangjiao waved his hand, revealing a rare domineering and said: "I'll cook dinner myself, I'll roll it out and cook it, and I'll give you a pot of noodles to taste." Now, let's drink it first. ”

When Wang Chongyang and several senior brothers heard this, they immediately nodded. The entire Wudang Mountain knows that Li Zhangjiao's cooking skills are a must in Wudang. Before Li Zhangjiao became a master, he often cooked, and later became a teacher, and when he had too many things, he stopped cooking.

Wang Chongyang was accustomed to the craftsmanship of his brother from snacks, and then he didn't have to eat for a while, for more than half a year, when he came to eat, he was depressed, what he ate was not fragrant, what smelled nothing. Later, the elder brother taught him a few dishes, and Wang Chongyang was reborn.

Since the elder brother said that he would cook tonight, and what he made was still the characteristics of Shaanxi Province that he couldn't eat if he didn't usually go to the capital, everyone was looking forward to being happy. It makes them happier than Wang Chongyang's entry into the autumn realm.

Chen Letian drank a few glasses of wine and praised: "Good wine! Li Zhangjiao This wine is homebrewed, right?"

Li Zhangjiao said with a smile: "Yes, it was brewed more than ten years ago, and I am happy today, so I will take it out for everyone to taste." After that, Li Zhangjiao poured wine for the second senior brother, the third senior brother, and the fourth senior brother, and the four Wudang Zhushi stood up, raised their wine glasses, and Li Zhangjiao said: "Come, let's toast classmate Chen, thank you Lotte for helping Chongyang untie the knot and break the demons!"

Chen Letian quickly stood up, raised his glass and said: "Li Zhangjiao is polite, you real people are polite, the kid is ashamed, he is ashamed, he is ashamed, he can only do it first." ”

Zhao Huating, the second senior brother of the bookworm, took out a very old Analect from his arms, handed it to Chen Letian, and said: "This is my annotation over the years, I dare not say how clever my opinion is, at least it is worth seeing." ”

"Thank you Zhao Zhenren. Chen Letian took it and flipped through it casually, and there were at least four or five times more annotations than the original words. This is a priceless treasure, the bookworm Zhao Huating is rich in five cars, and his annotated Analects will definitely solve many puzzles in his heart, Chen Letian can't help but feel happy in his heart, and hurriedly drank another glass of wine to show his gratitude.

The third senior brother of the poet, Tortoise Meng, watched Chen Letian drain the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said with a smile: "I am happy today, I want to give a poem to classmate Chen." There are no Taoist friends on weekdays, and there are pilgrims for thousands of miles. The academy sent people to Wudang Bafang to congratulate. ”

Chen Letian arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the real person, although this poem is short and concise, it shows the poetry skills of the real person." ”

Wang Chongyang pouted and said: "Senior brother's poems are really not flattering, Lotte, you are so far-fetched, I am embarrassed to listen to it." ”

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and the Qiongtai Temple was full of joy.

An elderly pilgrim passing by outside heard the laughter in the Qiongtai Temple and asked, "Are the real people not practicing today?"

Dao Tong replied, "Everything is practice. ”

The pilgrim with wrinkled face and gray hair smiled: "Although Wang Zhenren has entered the autumn realm, he still can't relax, he is good at diligence and frolic!"

Dao Tong looked at the old pilgrim with two sturdy entourage, and looked at him again, estimating that this old man was probably retired from the officialdom, maybe he was a big man.

So he said respectfully: "The old gentleman said well, but our uncle Wang will not relax, our master and your uncle will not relax, the master and uncle often educate us, always have a heart of cultivation, even if it is sleeping and playing, it is regarded as practice, and this 'Tao' can naturally be cultivated." ”

The elderly pilgrim couldn't help but laugh when he heard this little Taoist boy, who was only about eleven or twelve-year-old talk about this truth: "It makes sense." Life is full of cultivation!"

With that, the old gentleman looked up at the Tianzhu Peak looming in the clouds. The old gentleman can't remember how many times he has come to Wudang, from a poor young man to a return to his hometown today. And no matter how ups and downs, as long as you arrive at Wudang Mountain and this Qiongtai Temple, all the troubles in your heart will dissipate at this moment.