Chapter Ninety-Three: The Wild Taoist Priest Faces the Inside

"Strange, where did this go?"

"Don't chase him, just with that person's ability, people don't want to see us, we definitely can't find him. Whew, hey, I really can't walk, let's go down the mountain, right? The other man was panting and sweating profusely.

"Hey, it would be a shame if I missed it this time."

"We at least saw it, it's a pity, is it possible that you still want to learn kung fu from that master?"

"Don't say it, I really think so."

"You can pull it, as far as you are fat, the master may not be able to look at it, let's go."

The rather obese man was still a little reluctant.

After going down the mountain, Wang An returned to the hotel, took a bath, changed his clothes, and was refreshed.

Then he took out a notebook and pen from the package, and wrote down all the contents of the "Tiyun Zong" and the "Taijiquan Book" that he saw today.

Looking at the contents of the notebook, he read it several times, thought about it carefully, and put the notebook away after confirming that there was nothing missing.

Today's trip to Taihe Mountain is really fruitful, and the purpose of this time is complete.

Places of interest, mountains and rivers have been seen; I also watched the legendary place where Zhang Zhenren played; The most important thing is that I have been thinking about the ancient boxing spectrum I have been obsessing about.

Perfect, very perfect.

When I came to the restaurant, I asked for a few side dishes, and while eating, I listened to the conversation of the tourists. It's been these days, and there are still people talking about him.

The masters of Taihe Mountain who will do light work, it seems that this topic should last for a while.

Wang An listened to the conversation of these people on the side, smiled, calculated the time, and called up the panel to take a look.

Tai Chi (Ascending to the Room) 903/999.

Seeing that he is about to reach the next realm, the time of coming to Taihe Mountain for more than ten days is better than staying in Hu'an for a month or two.

What is called chance, this is chance.

This is also a hurdle for him to get stuck, read the boxing book, this hurdle passed, he felt that he stayed here for another month, and estimated that this Tai Chi would be able to upgrade.

"Let's not rush back yet, let's stay here for a while."

When he returned to the inn, the innkeeper heard that he was going to stay here for a while, and he paid him some rent.

Lying in bed, thinking about where to go tomorrow, the Tai Chi exchange group, which had been silent for several days on the mobile phone, moved again.

Serious person: "A few days ago, there was a kung fu master on Taihe Mountain, flying across the sky on the roof of the golden roof, I just watched the video, it is indeed very good." ”

The wind blows: "It's really fake, send me a video link to see it." ”

A link to a video appears in the chat group.

Wang An opened it and saw that it was the day he watched the sunrise on top of the gold-roofed building and saw the video of the drone leaving from the roof.

The wind blew: "Good guy, this is really powerful, I didn't expect that there are such characters in Shantai and Shantai." ”

Tai Chi Yan: "It doesn't have to be someone from Taihe Mountain, it may be someone from outside." ”

Cut off the water flow: "The monk of Faxing Temple can break the stele with his head, it is normal for someone on Taihe Mountain to be as light as a swallow, there is no need to make a fuss, the things that have been passed down for thousands of years are still left, and they have not been forgotten all." ”

The wind blew: "I decided to go to Taihe Mountain in the next two days to have a look, maybe I can meet this master." ”

Serious person: "I have booked a ticket for tomorrow, and I guess I can see the sunrise of Taihe Mountain tomorrow, haha." ”

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Early the next morning, Wang An got up early, and after breakfast, he went up the mountain again.

First came to the Bagua Stone Platform and played Tai Chi, these days, he has to come to this Bagua Stone Platform every day to play Tai Chi, and always feels that this place is also his blessed land.

The old man in the Prince Cave also got up very early, looked out, and found that Wang An had come to practice Tai Chi again, and smiled, his old face was full of wrinkles.

After a few trips to Tai Chi, Wang An came to the Prince Cave again, put on a stick of incense, and chatted with the old man. Then keep going.

Mount Taihe is huge, and even if you stay here for a few months, you might even find some eye-catching scenery when you walk somewhere.

Seeing these beautiful scenery, Wang An will stop to take a look, occasionally take pictures, and fight a few more times when he is interested.

In this way, at the end of the day, he will have more or less 2-3 experience points, which is more effective than his simple practice in Hu'an City.

The places he went to became more and more remote, Taihe Mountain was very large, and some places were inaccessible, with only a sheep intestine trail, and he didn't know where it led.

Nine times out of ten, if you go down with the idea of exploring the hidden world, you will encounter some scenery that will make your eyes shine.

or a stream spilling down from a stone cliff, like a white horse; or a strange-shaped rock; Or an old pine, which is very interesting.

On this day, in a place where few people are inaccessible and rarely have time to come, Wang An saw a Taoist priest, but this Taoist priest was different from what he had seen a few days ago.

Looking at the age of more than forty, he was wearing a somewhat whitish Taoist robe. Walking slowly and leisurely on the mountain road, his demeanor is leisurely.

Wang An followed with some curiosity and watched him enter a small courtyard in the mountains. There was a small courtyard in front of the hut, and the dustpan in front of the yard was filled with some dried herbs.

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned when he saw Wang An, and then smiled at him.

"Hello, layman."

"Hello, Michijo."

"How long has the Daoist been practicing here?" Wang An looked at the somewhat old hut and asked with some curiosity.

"It's been more than ten years." The man smiled, and then invited him into the courtyard to sit.

"Does the Taoist also go down the mountain on weekdays?"

"I also go down the mountain to walk around the town and buy some daily necessities, and I rarely go on weekdays."

"What is the chief doing on the mountain on weekdays?"

This Taoist priest is different from what Wang An saw a few days ago, those Taoist priests either have their own kung fu gym, will open a hall to receive apprentices, or perform on the mountain, they all have sects, and this lonely person in front of him is like a wild Taoist priest without a sect.

"Read books, bask in the sun, go to the mountains to dig some wild vegetables and medicinal herbs." The Taoist said with a smile.

During the conversation, Wang An's eyes fell on the two stone locks, the handle of the stone lock has been sharpened very smooth, it looks like the kind that is often practiced, this stone lock is afraid that it weighs 100 catties.

"Daoist knows kung fu?"

"I understand it, too." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

"Can I ever deal with you?"

The Taoist priest stared at Wang An, stood up and stretched out a hand, raised his palm, and made a gesture of pushing his hand. Seeing this, Wang An got up and raised his hand, but he didn't expect the old Taoist to press his palm on his palm.

"What kind of test is this?" Wang An was slightly stunned when he saw this. Then I felt a force coming from the palm of my hand.

Wang An felt the power of this Dao Leader, and subconsciously wanted to unload the power from the palm of his hand. But he didn't expect that the long palm was only touching his palm, and the force of the palm chased after him.

"Well, that's kind of interesting." Wang An's eyes lit up.

He stepped on the ground with both feet, and the force from under his feet reached the palm of his hand in an instant, and it was sent out at once, like a stormy wave.

The long arm retreated instantly, the body twisted, and with a slight pause, the power of this palm had been removed.

Wang An's body bent all the time, his strength was sounding, and he pushed it along the palm again, and the Taoist priest drew a circle with one palm, turned around and suddenly withdrew his palm, took a step back, and exclaimed.

"Good kung fu.!"

"Dao Chang Cheng, you are really kung fu."

Wang Antai and Shan have seen so many Taoist priests these days, and have studied with some of them, but none of them have the ability of the Taoist chief in front of him.

"Alas, your kung fu is better than mine, Tai Chi is far away, and the unloading force is also very smart, not to mention that I have taken advantage of such a competition, I really can't imagine that you can practice such a body of kung fu at such a young age, it is very difficult."

"Dao Chief, why are you here so good at your kung fu?"

"Where are you going if you don't go here, Zixiao Palace or Yuxu Palace under the mountain? are all on this Taihe Mountain, the same robe, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but some people are in the light and some are in the dark.

And I like to be quiet, and the mountains in front of me are too busy with people. ”

"Some people do the lining, and some people do the face?" Wang An thought of a line from the movie.

"That's right." The Taoist priest nodded.

"Is there anyone like you in this mountain?"

"There are still a few." The Taoist priest nodded.

"Thank you for disturbing Daoist Qingxiu." Wang An saluted respectfully with a solemn expression.

There was a sense of clarity and persistence in his long words. After Wang An walked out for a while, he looked back at the ordinary old house.

"Maybe it's because of people like this that some things can't be lost."

When he was about to arrive at the hotel at the bottom of the mountain, Wang An received a call from his grandfather.

"Hey, sir."

"Xiao An, where are you now, are you speaking?"

"It's convenient, it's very convenient, what do you say?" Wang An stopped on the side of the road.

"You've been working in Hu'an lately, haven't you?"

"It's good, it's good, what's wrong?"

"Well, have you been in any trouble?" The old man then asked, which made Wang An feel a little puzzled.

"I didn't encounter any trouble, what happened to my grandfather, you just tell me directly."

"Well, today someone from our village came to inquire about you, and they came to our house, and they didn't look like your friends, but they inquired about your whereabouts, and said, that you owe them money."

"What?!" Wang An frowned after hearing this, and his face sank suddenly.

"They didn't embarrass you, did they?" Wang An's tone was very calm, and the fire in his heart had already been lit.

"No, that means I'll come again, Xiao An, you, who did you provoke, does it matter?"

"It's okay, maybe they found the wrong person, I'll go back in two days, if they mess around at home, don't argue with them, just report it."

"Hey, be careful when you go outside."

"I'm very good, you and my grandma don't worry, pay attention to your body."