This matter has finally come to an end.

At this time, Wen Junzhi also came to Maoshan Mountain.

Maoshan faction is another name for the Shangqing faction, because it is located in Maoshan Mountain, it is called Maoshan faction, which has a history of more than 1,500 years.

And Maoshan is also known as "the eighth cave heaven, the first blessed land".

It is a blessed place for cultivation, where the spiritual energy is abundant, and the people are outstanding, and it is said that there have been immortals who descended to teach the practice to mortals.

He took out the gold leaf and gave it to the little disciple guarding the mountain gate, and the little disciple looked ignorant, took the gold leaf and went in to find the Taoist in charge.

The Taoist chief's surname is Wang, and he is known as the king Taochang. He took the gold leaf and looked at it, his face changed, and he hurriedly greeted him, and after knowing Wen Junzhi's identity, he immediately welcomed him into the mountain gate.

"Mr. Wen, I'm really sorry, our head of the sect is repairing, I want to bother you to wait for ten days, you can live in the sect for these ten days, and we will try our best to arrange your daily life." Wang Daochang was wearing a Taoist robe, around fifty years old, and looked kind.

Wen Jun is easy-going and easy-going, and he is the head of Maoshan Mountain, where can he see it if he wants to? He had been prepared for a long time, and said, "Then bother." ”

Wang Daochang was very polite to him and treated him as a guest.

The two talked very happily, Wen Jun had poems and books in his abdomen, every word was beady, and he could always make trouble to the itch of Wang Daochang, Wang Daochang soon introduced him as a confidant, and after nightfall, he also brought good tea to the guest room, and the two played chess and drank tea in the courtyard, chatting about the world.

And in the depths of Maoshan Mountain, on top of a certain cliff, a strong pine tree sticks out from the cliff and crosses the clouds.

An old man with white hair meditates on the pine, wearing a blue-gray old robe, his eyes are slightly closed, the clouds pass by him, and the breeze blows his long beard.

This is the current head of the Maoshan faction, Master Tao.

Master Tao is entering the meditation, absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, gathering aura, and has been meditating here for 72 days without eating or drinking.

As if he suddenly felt something, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the mountain peaks in the distance.

"Purple gas is entangled, and there are nobles coming to the door." He whispered, "This son is unspeakably expensive, don't slack off." ”

He suddenly got up, his toes on the pine, and his figure suddenly rose, turning into a streamer, sweeping through the mountains and forests, towards the distant peaks.

Just finished playing a game of chess, and the tea in Wang Daochang's bowl was also drunk.

He was picking up the teapot and about to pour himself a cup when he suddenly heard a sound in his ears.

"Bring your guests to the Burrow."

Wang Daochang was taken aback, and even the teapot was almost not steady.

Wen Junzhi asked with concern: "Wang Daochang, but what's wrong?" ”

Wang Daochang looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

Isn't the ancestor cultivating in the Qing Dynasty? The most taboo thing for him to disturb when he was an old man was repairing was to go out of the customs in order to see this Mr. Wen, and he also arranged to meet him in the Burrow.

That's too high, isn't it?

"Wang Dao Chief?"

Wang Daochang came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly got up and arched his hand, and said, "Mr. Wen, the ancestor has already left the customs, please move to the burrow to see it." ”

Wen Junzhi was also a little surprised, nodded and said, "It's so good, there is a chief of labor to lead the way." ”

Wang Daochang personally led him to the mountain peaks behind.

The mountain is like a big knife stuck into the ground, steep on three sides, and only one side has a staircase, but the staircase is almost 90 degrees vertical, and it is dizzying to look at.

Wang Dao's body was as light as a swallow, and he rose up, as if he was walking on the ground, and he asked with concern: "Mr. Wen, do you need support?" ”

"Thank you, chief, no." Wen Junzhi stepped on the stairs, like a leisurely stroll, and he couldn't see any difference in his movements, but walking on this strange steep staircase, he was elegant and atmospheric.

"Good!" Wang Daochang bowed his head appreciatively, and the two of them came to the top of the mountain in less than half an hour.

The top of the hill is not large, and there is a pavilion with a small courtyard in front of it and a wall on all sides.

The wall was built along the edge of the mountain, only one man high, and there was a peach tree in the yard, which I don't know how many years it had lived, and the canopy was like shade.

When the two of them walked into the courtyard, they saw a plaque hanging on the lintel of the pavilion, and on the plaque were two big characters - Burrow.

These two words are in italics, vigorous and powerful, and vigorous.

Wen Junzhi was stunned after just one glance.

He seemed to feel something, and felt that every stroke of these two words seemed to turn into a sword, and the sword came out like a dragon, and around his eyes, there were seventy-two changes, and each change was a move.

"Mr. Wen......" Wang Daochang turned his head sideways and was about to speak, but suddenly paused.

Disbelief appeared on his face again.

This, this is an epiphany?

Entered the realm of enlightenment?

Just look at the plaque left by the patriarch, you can have an epiphany?

This, what kind of genius is this?

Wen Junzhi stood in place, staring at the plaque with a mistake, forgetting things and forgetting himself.

At this time, a long-bearded old man wearing an old blue and gray Taoist robe slowly walked out of the house, and Wang Dao Chang hurriedly saluted: "Master." ”