The three of them stayed in the Buddha Temple for one night.

After a night of pranayama, Jiang Yuyan's internal breath was finally a lot calmer.

Although nearly seventy percent of the internal breath was siphoned off by the purple-clothed man's Hui Yuan blood hand, fortunately, his life was finally worry-free.

Erha, on the other hand, is even simpler.

Not much of his own internal strength has been absorbed, and the only trouble is his broken arms.

Just when Zhao Yu was going to find a Lang Zhong to pick up the bones of this guy after going down the mountain, this two hundred and five actually found a pine branch outside the Zen courtyard that was not tall or short.

He then put the broken arm into the branch, corrected the location of the fractured bone, and twisted the shoulder blade expressionlessly.

After a click sound that made Zhao Yu's teeth sore, this guy actually used this brutal method to dock the broken arm bone on the right side!

Before Zhao Yu could come to his senses, the other arm was also docked by this tiger thing in the same way.

"You're a biao!!"

Zhao Yu walked quickly to Erha, looked at his arms that were still drooping, and said with bared teeth.

"Hehe......"

Erha grinned, then glanced at the arms that drooped down, and said lightly: "When I was in Mobei, when I followed my master to be a knife bandit, it was common to lack arms and legs. ”

"It's not a question of whether it's hard or not!"

Zhao Yu stretched out his hand and groped Erha's arms on his butt.

Not to mention, this guy's craftsmanship looks rough, but the effect of bone grafting is still very good.

……

Early the next morning, after Jiang Yuyan's breath gradually stabilized, the three of them immediately got up and left Foren Temple.

Of course, the gold, silver and jewelry scattered in the ruins were also scavenged out by Zhao Yu in the spirit of diligence and thrift.

The three of them helped each other down the mountain, at the gate of Forenji Temple, fortunately, the carriage left here before going up the mountain last night was still there.

Although the cracked bones of Erha's arms have been connected, after all, it is the muscles and bones that are injured, so this rush of work naturally fell on Zhao Yu's body.

Driving the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party bypassed the town and continued to rush towards Wudang Mountain.

And along the way, Zhao Yu and the three of them obviously noticed that something was somewhat wrong!

For example, when the three of them rested in one of the more prosperous cities, they encountered three or four waves of disputes in the inner city for various reasons. And the Jianghu people who started fighting directly.

In the past, this kind of thing was not unheard of.

Not to mention this slightly more prosperous city, even in the capital, there will be people fighting every now and then.

But if the people who are doing this war are all masters of entering the product, then things will be a little strange.

And along the way, Zhao Yu and the others noticed that in the entire Daqian Jianghu, there seemed to be more masters of the product, which was a bit outrageous!

Even Zhao Yu and the others encountered several groups of unlucky mountain bandits, among whom there were several masters of martial arts!

You must know that the Black Wind Village, which was destroyed by Zhao Yu at the beginning of the first Jianghu, is enough to deter Yandang Mountain just because there is a master who has half stepped into the product.

And now, among the thieves who casually lead more than a dozen people to block the road and rob, there will be a master of entering the product in the cold!

At first, Zhao Yu thought that these people were all dressed up in disguise and came to run for themselves.

But in the end, I slowly discovered that many of these masters seem to have been trapped in martial arts for many years, and they have just recently broken the shackles.

Fortunately, except for a few thieves, there were no other moths on the next journey.

The three of them stopped and stopped, and finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain before the agreed deadline.

……

Wudang Mountain.

There are two pools, four pools, nine wells, twenty-four deep streams, thirty-six rocks and eighty-one peaks.

Above the mountain gate, five miles and one nunnery, ten miles and one hall. Among them, the Taizhen Palace on the Yuzhu Peak is the center, and the eighty-one peaks are inclined around it, forming the majestic atmosphere of the eighty-one peaks towards the big peak.

Since Zhang Laodao created the school, this Wudang Mountain has become the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts of the Great Qianjiang Lakes.

Not only overpowering the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple, but also even the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, known as the ancestral court of Taoism, was overwhelmed by the sloppy Taoist priest and couldn't raise his head!

However, compared to other martial arts sects, Wudang Mountain has more fireworks.

The Taoist priest on and off the mountain, whether it is the chubby Zhang Xianren, or the master Song Daxia, or the Taoist boy of the small generation.

When encountering villagers who go up to the mountain to collect medicine or pilgrims who enter the incense, almost all of them are smiling, and they will almost not hesitate to come forward to help if they can reach out to help.

Even Mo Qixia, who had the most grumpy temper, carried his bags for the older pilgrims.

Especially within the scope of Wudang Mountain, I have never heard of a martial artist in the rivers and lakes committing murder with force!

There are legends in the countryside that this is because the Emperor Zhenwu is here, and the ghosts dare not be presumptuous at all.

But as everyone knows, even if it is an ordinary pilgrim, the fat Taoist priest who will smile happily is right, when he broke into the rivers and lakes, how domineering he was!!

Zhao Yu and the three came to the gate of Wudang Mountain.

As far as the eye can see, the open space surrounding the mountain gate is bustling with activity.

There are all some tricks to buy medicine, stalls to tell fortunes, and some vegetarian cake stalls supported by nearby villagers.

This is the situation...... Where is it like a big mountain gate that shocks the martial arts?

"Donor, within the mountain gate, no cars and horses can enter!"

Just as Zhao Yu was driving the carriage and approaching the mountain gate, a little Taoist boy in a Taoist shirt came to the carriage, made a mockery to Zhao Yu who was driving, and said with a smile.

For the Jianghu sect, riding a horse into the mountain gate, that is to find fault and smash the field.

Therefore, in the sect with a certain reputation, a dismounting stone or sword tablet will be erected outside the mountain gate.

Under the leadership of the little Taoist, Zhao Yu deposited the carriage in a 'parking lot' not far from the mountain gate.

The pilgrims of Wudang Mountain, in addition to the surrounding villagers, are more pilgrims who come from thousands of miles away.

These people's carts and horses must have a place to park and take care of them.

In the long run, there is a business of storing horses or carriages at the foot of Wudang Mountain!

"From this side of the mountain gate up, there is the elephant washing pool, and then up, there is Xiaolian Peak......"

The little Taoist priest was very enthusiastic, and when he returned to the mountain gate, he vigorously introduced the style of Wudang Mountain to Zhao Yu and the others.

After a short time, several people returned to the mountain gate again.

The little Taoist priest raised his hand and saluted: "Xiaodao still has homework left today, please donor!" ”

Zhao Yu looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him, who was only eleven or twelve years old, and said with a gentle look in his eyes: "Thank you little master for mentioning ......."

"You're welcome."

As he spoke, he saluted Erha and Jiang Yuyan again, and then turned to leave.

"The way of heaven is to the extreme, but it is only ...... like this"

Looking at the back of the little Taoist priest dragging the broom away, even Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Even the little Taoist priest has such understanding. Wudang Mountain, as expected, lives up to its name! ”

After the little Taoist priest left, the three of them turned around.

"Huh?"

Zhao Yu, who was about to walk towards the mountain, frowned slightly at this time, and his eyes were staring at a hexagram stall not far from the mountain gate. 18132/10573342