Master Tao looked at the young man in front of him, stroked his beard lightly, and said, "This gentleman is extremely talented, and I can't find anyone in Maoshan who can match him." ”

Wang Daochang was surprised and said: "Master, there are also many Tianjiao in our sect, such as Senior Brother Li's eldest disciple, who is the dragon and phoenix among people. ”

Master Tao waved his hand and said, "Although he is a dragon and phoenix, he can't be compared to the young man in front of him. ”

Wang Daochang was even more shocked.

The ancestor actually spoke so highly of Wen Junzhi?

This has never happened before.

"Don't disturb his enlightenment, come in first." Master Tao took Wang Daochang away, leaving Wen Jun alone to comprehend the avenue under the peach tree.

Wen Junzhi saw the swords transformed by those strokes fighting in front of him over and over again, as if they were two top masters in a competition.

Every move and style was extremely exquisite, and in a trance, he seemed to have practiced those moves as well.

The surrounding aura quietly converged towards the small courtyard, the air flow flowed, the wind blew, and the leaves of the peach trees fluttered down, flying like butterflies in the air.

Master Tao and Wang Daochang drank tea in the house, and after drinking a cup of tea, Wang Daochang couldn't help but look out the window and said: "Tao Chunjing Tao, the head of Tao Chunjing Tao six generations ago, only took five or six minutes to enlighten under this plaque, why did he take so long?" ”

Master Tao laughed and said, "Xiao Wang, you can't be jealous, right?" ”

Elder Wang Dao blushed and said, "Senior Ancestor, don't make fun of me, how can I be jealous of young people?" If you want to be jealous, it should be the jealousy of those young people in our sect. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, something pink floated in and landed on the bridge of his nose.

He was stunned for a moment, and was suddenly shocked: "Peach blossom petals? Peach trees blooming? ”

"You, you just can't hold your breath." Master Tao shook his head and said, "What's wrong with that Mr. Wen enlightening here, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and letting the peach blossoms bloom?" ”

Wang Daochang was still very surprised, reached out and took a petal in his hand and looked at it carefully, it turned out to be a real petal, not an illusion.

"This, such a miracle, has not appeared for hundreds of years." He said, "The disciple has seen the ancient classics treasured in the Guanli, and the last time this peach tree was born and bloomed by the aura was nine hundred and fifty years ago, when a brilliant Maoshan disciple realized the Tao. At that time, there was abundant spiritual energy between the mountains and rivers, but now that the spiritual energy is exhausted, how can it be ......?"

Master Tao shook his head and said, "The moon is full of waxing and the moon is full, and it has its own fixed number." The same is true of the aura between the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, when it is exhausted to the extreme, it is the time of recovery. ”

Wang Daochang exclaimed: "What does the ancestor mean that the aura is about to recover?" ”

Master Tao smiled without saying a word, picked up the teapot again, and poured a cup of tea for him and himself.

The tea is good tea, but Wang Daochang couldn't taste it, so he just kept staring at the courtyard.

After another cup of tea, about half an hour in total, Wen Junzhi retreated from the realm of enlightenment.

He seemed to feel something, and began to dance his sword among the peach blossom petals flying in the sky.

There was no sword in his hand, but it was as if there was an invisible sword, stirring up the air current, and the petals were raised and flew around him.

"No sword in your hand but a sword in your heart?" Wang Daochang exclaimed, "His comprehension is so high? It's only half gone. ”

"This is an epiphany." Master Tao said with a smile, "Some people have explored all their lives and have no skills, while some people can comprehend the way of the sword with just a flash of inspiration." ”

Wang Daochang stared at Wen Junzhi, who was dancing the sword, stood up, leaned against the window and said, "Master, he used the Sanqing swordsmanship that has been passed down from generation to generation in Maoshan?" He was able to comprehend the Sanqing swordsmanship from the inscription of the ancestor? What kind of evil is this? ”

He became excited: "Master, such a powerful character, we must not let him go and accept him as a disciple, right?" Though I am not talented, I am willing to take him as a disciple. ”

Master Tao shook his head and said, "You have no master-apprentice relationship with him. ”

Wang Daochang's face was full of disappointment, and he said, "Then let Senior Brother take him as an apprentice?" A powerful character like the senior brother can't be considered an insult to him, right? ”

Master Tao continued to shake his head: "Although he has some fate with my Maoshan, the fate is not deep, and our Maoshan does not have the blessing to accept him as an apprentice." ”

Wang Daochang was secretly surprised in his heart.

Their Maoshan is the ancestral court of the Qing Dynasty, even in modern times, there are many talents in the sect, and they have a high prestige in the Yanxia country, I don't know how many people want to worship under the Maoshan Gate.

But the ancestor said that Maoshan was not blessed to accept Wenjun as an apprentice? Instead of Wen Jun being blessed to become a disciple of Maoshan?

This...... Isn't that too humble.

However, Shizu would not make such a mistake.

The origin of this Wen Junzhi must not be simple.

After practicing a complete set of Sanqing swordsmanship, Wen Jun stopped putting away the sword, and the invisible sword in his hand seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only countless petals still flying in midair.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and he heard an old but angry voice say, "Mr. Wen is so perceptive. ”