He Weitong walked along the winding mountain dirt road and slowly walked towards the Wudang mountains.

Because it had just rained heavily, the road in the mountains was extremely difficult to walk, and the yellow mud road was not wide, and there were puddles one after another.

Although He Weitong was already very careful, the hem of the robe still inevitably had some mud spots.

The air in the mountains is very good, and He Weitong doesn't know the specific location of Wudang Taoism, so he can only look at it while walking.

Soon, He Weitong walked halfway up the mountain, overlooking the foot of the mountain, and He Weitong's depressed mood due to the difficulty of walking on the mountain road was slightly relieved.

It was very quiet in the mountains and forests, and He Weitong walked and walked without feeling that he was practicing ape strikes, and began to run wildly on the road with a cage on his back, walking like flying.

He Weitong returned back and forth on both sides of the yellow mud road to avoid mud spots on his robe again.

He Weitong ran very fast, and he gradually came to the depths of the Wudang mountains.

There was a sudden roar in his ears, and He Weitong looked at the end of the yellow mud road and frowned, because this roar was clearly a product of industrial society.

He Weitong crossed a hillside, and then around the corner, he saw a three-wheeled motorcycle speeding on the mountain road.

"Motorcycle!" He Weitong was a little surprised.

But this hint of surprise is a moment, after all, it has reached modern times, and motorcycles are not a big thing.

He Weitong was about to walk down the hill to continue his journey, but before he could take a step, the motorcycle suddenly fell headlong into the forest, and then extinguished the fire in front of a tree the thickness of a bucket, and smoke was emitted.

"What's the matter with you?" A woman who looked fifteen or sixteen years old sitting on a motorcycle looked at a young Taoist priest in the middle of the continent and scolded angrily.

Because it was because the young Taoist priest suddenly rushed from the side of the road to the middle of the continent that they hit the tree.

"Ning'er, don't be rude." The middle-aged man in a brown leather coat glared at the little girl and said.

After saying this, the middle-aged man did not look at the sloppy Taoist priest in the middle of the road, but paid attention to the motorcycle under his feet, and fired several times again, but none of them started.

In the middle of the road, a sloppy young Taoist priest, holding a rooster in his arms, looked apologetically at the middle-aged man's location.

He Weitong stepped forward, picked up the bucket and flat pole that had been poured in the center, and handed them to the young Taoist priest on the side of the road.

"Fellow Daoist, your flat burden."

Only then did the water become one, and then he realized that he didn't know when a person was standing behind him.

Looking at He Weitong, who was also dressed in a Taoist robe, but looked at He Weitong, who was obviously a little older than himself, Shui Yiyi hurriedly put down the rooster in his arms, and then respectfully took the bucket and flat shoulder in He Weitong's hand.

"Thank you, brother."

"I don't dare to call me senior brother, I am here to participate in the Wudang Conference this time, and I am not a disciple of Wudang, so you don't have to call me senior brother, my name is He Weitong, I am a Baicao Daoist, you can call me by my name, you can also call me Dao, whatever you like."

"Senior Brother Baicao, my name is Shui Yiyi, and I am a lay disciple of Wudang." The water is one and replied quite honestly.

"Those two laymen almost lost their lives because of you, and you didn't come forward to make amends." He Weitong glanced at the two people who were repairing the motorcycle by the forest, and then said to the water.

"Senior Brother Baicao reminds me." Shui Yi put down the flat pole in his hand, and walked over.

"Two laymen, this matter started because of me, and it almost killed the layman, and I am here to make amends to you." After the water was one, he bowed his waist to ninety degrees, with an attitude of letting you dispose of it.

"Daddy, he'......"

The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, looked at Shui Yi, who sincerely apologized, and then said: "This little Taoist leader, please get up, you can't blame the Taoist chief for this matter, and I also blame me for driving too fast and not noticing the Taoist chief." ”

"The layman didn't have to accommodate me, it was I who suddenly broke into the center of the road and made the layman's car lose control." Water in one replied.

"Okay, Dao Chief doesn't have to feel guilty, just me and my daughter are fine, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." The middle-aged man picked up the backpack in the car and beckoned his daughter to get ready to walk up the mountain.

"Thank you!" Water in thanks.

With that, the two slowly walked forward.

Shui Yiyi looked at the figures of the two leaving, and was stunned on the spot.

"Friend Shuidao, I'm leaving too, take care of yourself." He Weitong stepped forward from behind and said.

"Senior Brother Baicao, walk slowly." Water in one replied.

"Well, we'll see you again." He Weitong smiled and nodded, and then walked along the yellow mud road towards the top of the mountain.

The water is to lift the bucket and run towards the path of the forest on the side.

At this time, He Weitong didn't know where he was, he had reached a plot point again, and the scene that happened just now was clearly a scene in "Dawudang".

That stupid boy is one with water, although he doesn't look very good now, but in the end he can be regarded as a small winner, not to mention the true legend of Wudang, and he also met a beautiful little girlfriend.

And the two in front, the younger one is called Tang Ning, the older one is called Tang Yunlong, Tang Yunlong was originally an overseas archaeology professor, because his daughter was terminally ill and there was no medicine for the stone, so he began to study the occult, and in just a few years he became a high-level of the Overseas Taoist Association.

Whether it is Shui Yiyi or Tang Yunlong, both of them have kung fu.

But in fact, He Weitong didn't care, originally he was still a little vague about the purpose of coming to Wudang this time, but from now on, it will be very clear.

The most noteworthy thing in Wudang is, of course, the Wudang Seven Treasures, as well as the golden pill, and of course, the sleeping skill mastered by the head of Wudang is also worth watching.

As for what other treasures Wudang has, He Weitong doesn't know.

He Weitong followed the first two up the mountain unhurriedly, without deliberately approaching or deliberately estranged.

In this way, the three of them came to the door of Wudang Taoist Temple one after another.

After showing the invitation, Wudang's reception staff took He Weitong and Tang Yunlong into the audience together.

But before the three people entered the apse, the bell rang in the front hall, the first few rings, everything in the Taoist temple was as usual, and after the fourth ring, the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple all stopped, and they all looked in the direction of Zizixiao Palace, not only in the temple, but also in the whole mountain, no matter what they were doing at this time, they all stopped the movements in their hands, because the rhythm of the bell was different from usual, this bell represents that a major event related to survival occurred in the temple, and the disciples who heard the bell, No matter what you are doing, you must stop immediately and rush to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible.

Hearing the heavy bell, the Taoist priest who received He Weitong and the three of them couldn't take care of the three of them, and strode directly to the Zixiao Palace at the heights.

Looking at the Taoist priests who kept coming behind him, He Weitong and Tang Yunlong glanced at each other, did not speak, and then stepped on the steps in confusion, and followed the Taoist priests into Zixiao Palace.