Underneath the building, a tourist looks up at the rooftop.

"What's wrong? Hurry up, it's too late to go up again, and there will be no place. The companion next to him nudged him

"I just saw somebody go up to that roof." The man pointed to the building.

When Wang An went to the roof just now and turned over, he inadvertently saw it.

"What are you kidding, this place is at least five or six meters high, no one can go up without a ladder, let alone people, monkeys can't go up!"

"I really saw it."

"Hurry up, we're here to see the sunrise, not to think about it."

As time passed, the edge of the endless sky first became white, and then there was a halo of red and yellow, and as the halo gradually brightened, the surrounding mountains and fields were shrouded in rain and fog like a fairyland.

The sky slowly became blue, the clouds in front of it were not static, but constantly surging, there was a light from the sky, too exposed, looked at the world, and then swooped out.

Suddenly, the red light was ten thousand ways, and the heavy clouds and mist were removed, and the sunlight fell on the body, which made people very comfortable, and it seemed that even the cold wind on the top of the mountain had stopped at this moment.

The sun bathed his body, and at that moment Wang An felt as if he had been sublimated in some way.

"It's beautiful!"

The moment he saw the sunrise, Wang An even felt that he was running out of words, and it was too much to describe such a beautiful scene in any beautiful word.

[You've just watched the sunrise over Mount Taihe, and your sanity has been slightly affected.] ]

"Again, it's a reminder that mental awareness has been affected, and that should be a positive one." Wang Anxin said.

The sun rises, the clouds and mist slowly disperse, and the surrounding mountains and forests slowly reveal their original appearance, and the forests are lush and full of spring vitality.

Wang An stood quietly on it, looking at the surrounding mountains and fields, and subconsciously stood on the pile, Wuji pile, Taiji pile, Wuji Shengtaiji.

In the gale, the clothes move with the wind, the feet take root, the body is loose like cotton, and the bones are as hard as rock.

The mountain breeze blows, this is the wind; The mountain stream flows, this is the water rises; Wang An was doing Tai Chi on the roof.

Facing the light and wind, there is no distraction.

Maybe it's because this is a famous Taoist mountain and a holy place of Tai Chi, faintly, Wang An feels that the strength of his body seems to be smoother, and the two vague pictures in his mind seem to be clearer.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already bright and dazzling, and the white fog in the mountains was pierced by the sun.

[You practice Tai Chi on the top of the mountain facing the rising sun, and you have some feelings, and your Tai Chi experience is +20.] ]

"Very good." Wang An saw the hint and looked around at the beautiful scenery.

The following tourists dispersed one after another, and then another wave came, and a wave came, and a wave left. They marveled at the spectacular beauty of the mountaintop, and no one would have thought that there were people on the roof.

Hulala, suddenly a drone flew up in the distance, coming from far and near.

Slightly below the top of the golden roof, two young men were operating a drone.

"I said, is it really okay to fly on the top of this mountain, I heard that there is a Taoist temple on the top of this golden mountain, and tourists are not allowed to take aerial photos without permission, so they have to be registered."

"No, we are above board, and we are not thieves."

"Fly closer, from this position, it's beautiful, hey, wait, is there a person on the roof?"

"What, hey, really, holding grass, how did he get up?"

"Quick, fly closer and take a look."

The young man hurriedly maneuvered the drone and flew closer to the Golden Dome.

Wang An looked at the approaching drone and knew that he had to leave, he didn't want to make a name for himself here.

At this time, there were tourists below, but there were no behind the golden hall on the side, so he flew over from the roof.

"This golden palace is indeed beautiful, holding grass, there are people on the roof!" A tourist below points to mid-air.

"I'll go, this man will definitely do light work, and see him fly on the roof." The two young men who were looking at the picture above the golden dome through the drone were extremely excited.

"This is a master, a hermit master hidden in Taihe Mountain!"

After Wang An came to the golden top, he jumped down, more than five meters high, landed slowly, and flipped forward with one hand on the ground to unload this momentum.

Two people walked over on the side, stopped in place all of a sudden, dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, Wang An had disappeared.

Just then, two more men rushed from the front, looking up at the roof.

"What about people, what about people?"

One of them looked up, looked down again, and saw two people in a daze.

"Have you seen anyone on the roof?" He raised his hand and pointed to the roof.

Well, the two of them nodded subconsciously.

"What about the man?"

"Where are you going?" The two men raised their fingers and pointed in the direction where Wang An had left.

"Look, I said there were people on the Golden Dome, right?"

"No, with such a high roof, there is no ladder here, how did he climb up and down."

"I don't know how he got up, but I saw him jump off the roof just now." A humane on the side.

"So high, he jumped from above?"

"Why don't you understand, this is a master, a real kung fu master, haven't you heard of light skills? He flew over this roof. ”

At this time, next to the building on the other side, there was still a person staring at the vertical wall several meters high in a daze.

"No, it's going to go down the mountain, what are you doing halfway up?" The companion on the side asked puzzled.

"I'm sure someone has gone up there, you see there are footprints in that place." One pointed to the wall, and one could see a relatively clear footprint, but only the forefoot.

"Then, that's a coincidence, that place has to be five or six meters high, how can you leave footprints, pole vault?"

He took out his phone, called up the shooting function, and slowly pulled closer.

"You see, it's a footprint." He said, pointing to the screen of his phone. The companions on the side were stunned for a while when they saw this.

"Light Gong is the legendary Light Gong."

"I'll go, this is a joke, it won't be left by the workers during the maintenance of the ancient building?"

"No way, how can there be such a coincidence, I believe in my eyes, looking around, maybe he will leave traces."

At the top of the hill, two groups of people looked up at the rooftop and crashed into each other.

"You're also the one on the roof?"

"You too?"

"Look, I'm just saying I'm not lying?"

At this time, the drone also flew over the golden top.

"There's also a drone, it's definitely filmed, let's take a look at the video taken by the drone."

After a while, the two young men reached the top of the Golden Dome.

At this time, Wang An had already arrived at the Zixiao Palace in the mountains, looking for the legendary scripture building.

In the open space in the front room of the main hall, there happened to be a group of Taoist priests practicing kung fu, and a group of people surrounded nearby, most of whom were taking pictures, and some people were practicing on the side.

Wang An looked at it for a while, then turned to leave, and when he met a Taoist chief wearing a Taoist robe, he stepped forward to ask for advice.

"Hello, Dao Chief, I want to ask if there is a scripture building in this mountain?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know." The Dao Master shook his head.

"Thank you, Chief."

Looking at the ancient buildings in front of him, Wang An thought about who to ask next.

"Let's take a look, maybe there will be adventures, and there are still many scenic spots on this mountain that I haven't seen."

Taihe Mountain is very large, there are many scenic spots, if you want to go around in general, if you don't take the sightseeing car, you can't finish it in three or five days.

What he didn't know was that before the others came down the mountain, there was already a legend about him on the top of the mountain.

Wang An went to Taizipo, there are landscapes such as Huilongguan and Chunyang Palace, built by the mountain, when I went up the mountain yesterday, I just cleaned it from afar, and did not take a closer look, and today I took a closer look.

Here is not afraid of the left and right, high and low, in the highest place of the view of the truth, looking down on the deep ravine, winding streams and flowing blue; Looking at the mountains, thousands of peaks are beautiful;

There is a waterfall of Tianchi, a pond of tears, a pillar and twelve beams in the Wuyun Tower, and a wall of the Yellow River in nine curves; There are eighteen old roads up and down like ribbons fluttering, there are thousands of strange stones in the nine crossings, and there are steep and dangerous jade void rocks.

Wang An is all over the beautiful scenery and historic sites, and he is also looking for the footprints left by Zhang Zhenren back then.

I think that Zhang Zhenren has become famous on this mountain and has become a great master of the ancient and modern times, why didn't he leave many traces? Above Zhongyue, there is also the place where the face wall left by Bodhidharma, as well as the two meridians of Yi Jin and washing the marrow.

Where is the place where Zhang Zhenren practiced and retreated in this mountain, and where are the ancient books he left behind?

In the mountains, he heard the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano, but there was a Taoist priest playing the piano and flute, and he looked very leisurely.

In some of the dilapidated buildings, there are not many tourists, but there are also Taoists who practice here, Wang An stepped forward to ask.

"Zhang Zhenren's place of practice? There is a prince cave in this mountain, and it is said that Zhang Zhenren once performed martial arts there. The man laughed.

"Thank you." Hearing this, he asked for clarification and left the place.

"Another kung fu fan." The Taoist priest looked at Wang An's back and shook his head with a smile.

Every year, he would meet such people, go up the mountain to find the legendary kung fu, Taijiquan, Tiyun Zong, Wudang swordsmanship, and pure yang gong, each of which came with excitement and returned disappointed.

Wang An traveled all the way and found the Taizi Cave, which is really not very conspicuous in this scenic spot and ancient monuments in Taihe Mountain.

Stepping on more than 30 steps, there is a courtyard with black tiles and red walls, a gate with peeling red paint is ajar, and the sky is dark, and there is no light inside.

"Excuse me, can I come in and have a look?" Wang An shouted.

"Yes". Following the prestige, a Taoist chief with white hair turned his head to answer while washing his feet, his voice was clear, the old Taoist looked kind, and his face was kind.

Inside the grotto is a statue of a young man in a yellow robe and holding a book—it is the young man Zhenwu.

The Taoist priest standing next to him, Wang An folded his hands when he saw this, bowed, and the Taoist priest on the side knocked on the chime when he saw this, Wang An was ready to donate some incense money and chat about sincerity.

But I didn't want the Taoist priest to point to a piece of paper next to him with his finger, which clearly wrote: There is no merit box in the Prince Cave, the wish will come true, and the wish will be repaid again.

"Hello, Dao Chief, may I ask where Zhang Zhenren performed martial arts back then?"

The old Taoist smiled after hearing this, raised his hand and pointed not far ahead, under the Prince Cave, there was a gossip-shaped stone platform, which looked ordinary.

"There?"

"Well, legend has it that during Zhang Zhenren's cultivation here, he happened to see magpies and flower snakes fighting, and thus realized the principle of overcoming rigidity with softness and changing yin and yang.

Now the Taoist priests in this mountain will still come here regularly to practice martial arts, absorbing the aura of the martial arts master, hoping to increase their skills. The old Taoist priest said with a smile.

Wang An looked at the gossip stone platform, and then looked at the ancient trees around, it was hard to imagine that such a place was actually the place where Zhang Zhenren performed.

(End of chapter)