"Brother Ziyun Dao, Wudang Mountain is really full of talents."

On the square in front of Taihe Palace, a group of black-clothed Taoist priests formed a phalanx, and Tai Chi was like flowing water.

Sitting on the chief case, the head of Qingwei Palace looked envious and said to the old man beside him.

There is no way, the entire Hubei region is dominated by Wudang Mountain.

A small temple like Qingwei Palace was already under the jurisdiction of Wudang Mountain a few decades ago, and it can be regarded as a subordinate institution.

Since it is a subordinate institution and it is so close, Wudang Mountain's Zhaijiao naturally cannot be absent.

But if you are not absent, you will not be absent, every time Lao Dao comes to participate in the ceremony, his heart is aggrieved.

I have to sit there like a mascot, who knows myself among tourists and the media?

Hearing Shen Yu's sour voice, Ziyun Zhenren of the Wudang faction chuckled:

"All this is because of the country's good policies."

"But then again, we are all entangled in mundane affairs, but we are not at ease."

"It's like a few elders in the door, who are accompanied by the morning dew and morning light all day long, how comfortable and chic it is."

Ziyun Zhenren, as the management of Wudang Mountain, is no longer a pure Taoist priest in essence.

Although he has rich knowledge of Taoist theory and is also proficient in Taijiquan in one hand, he is ultimately responsible for all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Compared with the head of the political circle, Ziyun Zhenren is more like the housekeeper of Wudang Mountain, and he has to handle everything big and small.

"Everyone in the world knows that Tai Chi overcomes rigidity with softness, which is a first-class martial arts."

"But I don't know the original meaning of Taijiquan, which is a health preservation exercise that harmonizes yin and yang."

Looking at the Tai Chi practiced below, Ziyun Zhenren didn't know what he thought of, and shook his head helplessly.

"The Jiao Festival will trouble you fellow Daoists."

After a few casual sighs, Ziyun Zhenren restrained his mind and said to a few people around him with a smile.

Jiao is not as simple as a Taoist practice, and there are many exquisiteness in it.

The most intuitive is the Taoist priest of the Jiao ceremony, and his identity must not be bad.

Only in this way can we appear to be sincere in our hearts to God.

At present, although the Jiao ceremony in Wudang Mountain has become a commercial activity, the people up and down Wudang Mountain dare not fool it.

Tai Chi performances are performances, and when the Jiao ceremony begins, the true cultivator of Wudang has to preside over it.

"Where, there, this is within my equal reach."

"It's a pity that the teacher doesn't like to be lively, otherwise how can the poor Dao have this qualification?"

"Senior Brother Ziyun is polite."

Several old Taoist priests on the table responded to Ziyun Daoist with a smile.

After receiving the response of all his colleagues, Ziyun Zhenren took a deep breath and slowly stood up from his seat.

With Ziyun Zhenren's hands pressed weakly, those who practiced Tai Chi below ended their work with a light drink.

Bang Bang Bang!

A group of Taoist priests finished work with Tai Chi routines, such a picture is still very ornamental, and there were immediately applause from tourists.

"Welcome to Wudang, today coincides with ...... Well? ”

Ziyun Zhenren was dressed in a robe, and he walked out of the Xi case first, and the rest of the old ways followed.

But before Ziyun Zhenren finished the scene, a figure at the entrance of the square successfully attracted his attention.

I saw a handsome and unparalleled young man in white, strolling towards the square.

The young man is tall, as if he is a fairy.

Even if it is far away, Ziyun Zhenren is distracted.

Fortunately, Ziyun Zhenren is good at cultivating qi, and he regained clarity in a moment.

"Which junior of this family is born with such a look."

Looking at Qin Ran who was strolling, Ziyun Zhenren sighed with emotion, and looked at Qin Ran with admiration.

Qin Ran seemed to feel something, and met Ziyun Zhenren's gaze, with an unexpected expression on his face.

However, that surprise was quickly replaced by surprise and surprise.

Under the gaze of a group of old Taoists, the young man showed joy on his face and walked quickly in the direction of everyone.

When he walked in front of the Tai Chi phalanx, the young man stopped, bowed upwards and saluted:

"I've seen all of you."

"The younger generation's Taoist words are the contemporary descendants of the Sword Sect."

"The younger generation was ordered by the master to enter the WTO, and I came to visit Wudang."

The young man incarnated by Qin Ran is like an immortal who has come out of a painting.

At this moment, he abruptly walked in front of everyone and greeted the veterans in front of them, which made him suddenly the focus of attention.

"Who is this man?"

"Contemporary heir of the Sword Sect, what is this?"

"I'm afraid it's not an Internet celebrity?"

Qin Ran turned his back to those tourists.

Tourists can't see Qin Ran's amazing face, so they naturally subconsciously talk about it.

Sword Sect?

Is there such a sect in the Daomen today?

Not only the tourists were confused, but also the old Taoist priests present.

Although they couldn't understand it, they were shocked.

But it's a good person to become old, although Ziyun Zhenren hasn't heard of it, he also smiled gently and said:

"Xiaoyou is from the Sword Sect?"

"I have never heard of the name of the Sword Sect."

"But Xiaoyou turned out to be a guest, so let's participate in this Jiao ceremony together."

To be reasonable, Qin Ran looks like a young man at first glance.

At such an age, you can only watch from the sidelines, and you cannot participate in the Jiao Festival.

Ziyun Zhenren saw that Qin Ran was handsome and extraordinary, so he said so in his heart of love.

I have to say that this era is the era of looking at faces.

Qin Ran's tender face is enough to be eaten by all ages.

However, in the face of Ziyun Zhenren's kindness, the young man seemed to be in a hurry:

"Senior... The younger generations did not come this time to participate in the Jiao Zhai ceremony. ”

"Dare to ask the predecessors of Wudang, have you ever remembered the covenant between Sanfeng Zhenren and my Sword Sect three hundred years ago?"

What's that?

Ziyun Zhenren squinted, and his head was full of confused question marks.

Mitutoyo real people have all been rectified?

What are you talking about?

Don't... Another layman seeking fame and fortune?

After a short period of confusion, such a thought rose in Ziyun Zhenren's heart.

I saw Ziyun Zhenren's face cold, and then he shook his head and said sharply:

"You boy, don't mess around!"

"Daomen Zhaijiao is not a place for you to seek fame and profit?"

"Why don't you get off quickly?"

was scolded by Ziyun Zhenren like this, and the anxiety on the young man's face became even worse:

"How can a senior say that?"

"The younger generation came to visit Wudang this time, just for the appointment between the two factions back then."

"The real ...... of your school Sanfeng back then"

Before the young man could finish speaking, Ziyun Zhenren waved his hand and said with an indifferent expression:

"Disciples, pull this young man out, Wudang Zhaijiao still can't tolerate the laity to be presumptuous."

"Yes!"

Before Ziyun Zhenren's words fell, those Taoist priests who were performing Tai Chi surrounded the young man one after another.

Facing the hundreds of Taoist priests who surrounded him, the young man's handsome face showed hesitation, and it took a moment before he became firm.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by a large number of Taoist priests, the young man in white suddenly stretched out a palm:

"Here comes the sword!"