A Qi refining martial artist of the Nine Transformations Realm, a foreign martial artist who pretends to create the Extreme Realm, one can absorb the creation of heaven and earth, and one can be called an immortal in the world to enjoy the blessings of the world just one step away.

Coupled with the strange mental method that can mobilize the qi function of the surrounding heaven and earth to fight across the border, as well as the punch full of dozens of years of skill, the chest-bracing Taoist priest who has not done it for a long time brazenly took action to resolve this earth-shattering blow, although it is like his special method of this vein has eliminated the majestic power, but it is also the majority of the residual body, if it is not for the Taoist mental method of one gas and three clear operation magic, gathering three flowers on the top, skillfully releasing that arrogant energy, I am afraid that it will be a little later, I have to see my master.

Xiao Daotong, who is already only fateful and not familiar with it, naturally does not understand the subtlety, and only thinks that the master is injured, and now even if he sees the master recover as before, he will think that the master has nothing to do at a young age, and he is pestering the master to learn new skills other than the five techniques of this metaphysics.

The two masters and apprentices here are gags, still following in the footsteps of the three watches and a group of four people, obviously following all the way to see the excitement, but at the bend I saw the white-bearded Zhang Jiu'e with his hands folded under his abdomen, brushing the dust sideways, and standing respectfully aside.

When he saw the two masters and apprentices, Zhang Jiu'e respectfully bowed, "Uncle Shizu, Uncle Shi." ”

Obviously deliberately waiting for himself, the bare-chested Taoist priest habitually reached into his arms and rubbed the old mud, and did not ask, just waiting for the old Taoist, who was known as the "mountain keeper" by people outside the mountain, to speak first.

Zhang Jiu'e, who had learned a lesson before, stopped talking, and looked at the little Taoist boy who was looking at him curiously. The little Taoist boy who is a big ghost also understands, snorted, and sat under the tree with his hands behind his back.

The top-chested Taoist priest just waved his hand, and the little Taoist boy pouted, but he was obedient and farther away.

Zhang Jiu'e bowed again, it is good for a middle-aged Taoist priest to be so restrained at such a young age, maybe others will be strange when they see it, but it is normal for Wudang to pay attention to many rules in the generation.

Zhang Jiu'e said: "Uncle Shi was enlightened to me yesterday, and there is nothing to say today, Jiu Er is really confused, I don't know if Uncle Shi can guide me and calm my heart." ”

This is indeed difficult for this Wudang mountain keeper who almost sat in the position of head back then, since yesterday he was moved by the girl outside the mountain to say that he was moved by the Taoist heart of inaction, and this extremely senior uncle told himself some obscure words three times and twice.

Naturally, he understood the almost heavenly ability in this vein, Zhang Jiu'e didn't dare to ask deeply, but he kept thinking about it like this, which was really confusing, and he fell deeper and deeper. For example, these people who seek the Tao pay more attention to their state of mind, and they have just been disturbed by the four words "not broken and not standing" on the mountainside, and they are still puzzled until they return to the heart hermitage.

Zhang Jiu'e, who was immersed in his own meditation world, did not return to his senses even if there was a big fight on the mountainside, and only then did he wake up in the end that he was unstable in his Taoist heart and drilled the tip of the horns, and the old Taoist priest who had looked down on the clouds for sixty years did not dare to slack off, for fear that if he insisted on going his own way, he would completely ruin his cultivation, and hurriedly returned to the mountain in order to untie the knot.

Naturally, he understood the mysterious act of the three flowers gathering of his uncle just now, and Zhang Jiu'e could only calm down in a hurry.

The Taoist priest deliberately took a few steps to keep a sufficient distance from his very curious apprentice, in case this little ghost eavesdropped, and confirmed that it was far enough, so he grabbed the old Dao's shoulder, turned his back to the past, and said softly: "Everyone knows which hammer passed on this matter of night covering Wudang, why is it so boundless?" ”

A straight sentence, like an empowerment, Zhang Jiu'e suddenly realized.

Although he was a little uncomfortable with such an intimate behavior, Zhang Jiu'e still stubbornly kept his body down as much as possible, and said respectfully: "When the teacher's uncle passed away, he pointed out that it was this night. Everyone in Wudang Daomen knows that the teacher's uncle has been comprehending the words of the old head of Zhang Xutuo all his life, and it can be counted as a great merit if it can be counted here. I think I Wudang can't go with the flow, let it mess around. ”

The topless Taoist priest pouted, "Fart, then tell me how you put them up last night." ”

"This..."Zhang Jiu'e was speechless for a while.

The topless Taoist priest, who was half a head taller than Zhang Jiu'e, was even taller after the other party bent down, and at this time he had to bend over, raising his hand and pointing at the other party's heart, "Don't hide it from me what you old boy thinks, I can't understand the heavens, I still don't understand what you want to do with a hammer?" ”

How could a top-chested Taoist priest who spoke without tone be polite, even so, Zhang Jiu'e listened respectfully and did not dare to interject.

"Let me tell you, you old boy rejected Zhang Shangfu in order to concentrate on cultivation, and there was no suitable person in the entire Wudang except Zhang Jiuding to do this thankless business, how to say, Zhang Jiuding also picked up a bargain, and your senior brothers are not as good as him. Those who practice swords, those who practice swords, those who practice medicine, those who practice medicine, and those who practice ghosts, who draw ghosts, none of them have become instruments. You may want to borrow a knife to kill someone, but have you ever thought that the four words you borrowed are a fart. The night of the hammer covered Wudang, I told Zhang Yunji, Zhang Xutuo he knows a fart proverb, the thunder struck the top of his head, he saw the number of qi after five hundred years of my Wudang, and there was no such nonsense. You have good intentions, but the downhill road that our Daomen has taken in the past few decades is bad at the root, and it has nothing to do with others, I don't blame Zhang Jiuding, I don't blame Zhang Shangfu, and I don't blame Zhang Yunlin's girl. You put the blame on Zhang Jiuding, according to what you said, in the final analysis, it is your fault, it was you who didn't be the head back then, so you have everything you have now, yes or no? ”

Zhang Jiu'er is only resigned.

"That's right." It was not Zhang Jiu'e who was told the central matter, but Xiao Daotong, who didn't know when he arrived behind the two.

The bare-chested Taoist priest was startled and reprimanded: "Get out of the way!" Did you listen to it? ”

The old god of Xiaodao Tong was saying: "You two are hooking up shoulder to shoulder, as if you are going to plot something, you can't let people listen to it." ”

The bare-chested Taoist priest raised his hand to fight, but was quickly dodged by the little Taoist boy, and he said angrily: "Do you understand, listen, while playing." ”

Xiaodao Tong didn't care, and said: "I don't understand, but I know that there is a cause and there must be an effect, and Jiu'e is not the right person to make Jiuding make a mistake." ”

"Because of the fruit of your hammer!" The bare-chested Taoist priest scolded, "Adults talk and children don't interject much." ”

Xiao Daotong rolled his eyes, obviously not listening.

The bare-chested Taoist priest couldn't do anything about his apprentice, and Zhang Jiu'e suffered again. The bare-chested Taoist priest frowned and said, "In the future, don't ask around me and go down to see your mountain." I don't know what the day will be in a few days, and I still have the leisure to ask me questions. ”

Zhang Jiu'e was even more submissive, and left in a hurry, for fear that the war between the master and apprentice would affect him.

The bare-chested Taoist priest looked at the apprentice who didn't take his words to heart at all and rode on the leopard, shook his head and sighed, "Alas, no matter what, I have to give up how many Shouyuan this time." ”

Looking at the bottom of the mountain again, the topless Taoist priest pinched his fingers and frowned deeply, like a mountain, ravines and ravines.

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The sky was dreary, and thick black clouds were rolling down to the northwest.

Two young Taoist priests who are not very old, a Kun Dao female crown and a dry road feather coat, wearing golden yellow ring clothes that are not common even in the Daomen, you know, this color is not only in the Daomen belongs to the imperial court concession, even outside the mountain, let alone ordinary people, even if the emperor's relatives have such a color on their clothes, killing the head is a small punishment, it is not a transgression, it is a transgression, a big crime of disobedience.

Moreover, on closer inspection, the main road feather coat and the ring clothes were full of patches of different sizes, and there were several pieces on top of each other, so that a few pilgrims who went up the mountain pointed and whispered.

Obviously, people from outside the mountain who don't understand the inner hierarchy of the Taoist sect and only stay in the cognition of generations do not understand the identity of this dress.

The golden yellow color means that this person has received the Great Immortal Ring and has become a wonderful Taoist master, and has the ability to open the altar to preach the scriptures, so he is qualified to wear such a color. The point is that this man and woman are so young, even if people in the Dao Sect are afraid of it, they must be skeptical.

Especially the patches and patches but clean as new clothes even more said, most of this kind of clothing is passed down from generation to generation, from generation to generation, some small Taoist temples that are not known to say that there is such a golden Taoist clothes, even if there is a lowest-level ordinary gray clothes, I am afraid that I have to burn high incense every day.

At such an age and with such an identity, it is really incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

The female crown supported an old woman and said, "Wudang has arrived."

This is a fellow traveler that the two met when they were on the boat, saying that they were going to come to Wudang to petition, because the family was old and not worrying, and said that they wanted to do a big career this year, and the old woman came to Wudang to pray for incense.

Seeing that the old woman was unable to move, and she was on the way, out of kindness, the two came with her.

When I got to the bottom of the mountain, it was inconvenient to continue walking for whatever reason.

The old woman also saw that the identities of these two people were different from the world, and she said goodbye very politely, and left slowly alone. The direction is not to go to the Laojun Temple of Tianzhu Peak or the Yuxu Palace, where there are many pilgrims, bypass the three archways on the fourth pillar and the fifth floor, but to go to the Tibetan Immortal Rock Huilong Temple, which has a long history and is almost unattended.

Seeing the old woman leave, tidying up her clothes, wearing a scarf and wearing a patch, the male Dao held his hands on his lower abdomen, and walked very respectfully, with low eyebrows and eyes.

The female crown carrying the bamboo box on the side followed suit, and complained in a low voice, "I said that I would wait until I went up the mountain and then change into this beggar suit, you look at the present, men, women, old and young are all looking at the two of us, shame is not ashamed." ”

The main road feather coat is slightly fast, and the ribbon is swaying and fluttering like a legacy of independence, deaf to deaf, just moving forward.

The female crown was still complaining, "Brother, let me tell you, at this time, Zhang Jiutian's two sons are not in the mountains, even if we go, we have to wait, you just listen to me, go out and walk around again, finally come out once, and go home is also very rich, you just don't listen to me." ”

The main road feather coat stopped, and the female crown who was only concerned about the small broken steps followed closely stumbled into it. Turning his head to look at the female crown who called him "brother" on the side, the dry road feather coat did not change any expression, and said, "If you make any more noise, go back by yourself." ”

Although it was not a reprimand, the female crown was still a little frightened, and secretly stuck out her tongue.

Under the archway engraved with the four big characters of Xuanyue, there are mountain guards who see this strange male and female Taoist priests, and they are surprised to come forward to stop them, but they bow down and bow down without waiting for the mouth to open the road.

An elderly Taoist priest stepped forward, respectfully bowed, sang "Blessing is immeasurable", and said: "I don't know which mountain gate Taoist friends visit, let me wait to go to the Tongyu one." ”

Naturally knowing that the status of this kind of mountain patrol Taoist priest is low, he doesn't recognize the weight of his clothes, and the dry road feather coat is still the quiet appearance of looking at the nose and nose, and said: "This visit to Wudang, although it is abrupt, but it is also the rule of the Taoist gate once every five years, don't bother the master, I will wait until I go to the Taihe Palace, and the head of your sect will know." ”

Although the elder Taoist priest did not know this robe, the momentum of the other party's words and demeanor made the Taoist priests of the past few months a little uncertain about their identity, and they did not dare to slack off, but they couldn't break the rules in the door, so they had to bow down again and said: "I hope that the Taoist friends will tell me that don't make it difficult to do the poor road." ”

In view of the agreement made by the two families in private back then, it was no longer appropriate to visit the mountain gate with such fanfare, and the dry road feather coat naturally had his own thoughts, and said: "I wait to go up the mountain, how can it be difficult for Taoist friends." ”

Looking at the two Taoist priests, a man and a woman, who were already stepping up the mountain, the elderly Taoist priest with a long sword on his back stopped him sideways without thinking, his expression was embarrassed.

Just before he could speak, a young Confucian student wearing a flowing hairband like a scarf in the oblique thorn said: "The wonderful Taoist master of Longhu Mountain visited the mountain gate, and nine out of ten is the dispute of the ancestral court. ”

Leaving a sentence without a beginning or an end, Confucian Sheng tightened his hand with a volume of historical masterpieces "Hook and Deep" compiled by the great virtues and famous Confucians of this dynasty, and entered the stone archway of Shanmen without looking back.

A kind of Wudang Taoist priest who was shocked by Confucianism's words was stunned and looked at the two young Taoist priests in front of him, dumbfounded.

I don't know this dress, but the title of Miao Daoist is an existence above the head of a faction.

Preaching and preaching, this is the existence of all Taoist priests called "sir".

The Miaodao Master of Longhu Mountain, who was revealed to be identified, looked at the Confucian students who strode up the mountain, and his eyes were puzzled.

As if feeling the sight behind him, Confucian turned his head, tapped the "Hook Shen" in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, Xiaosheng, and it depends on how young and vigorous you are." ”

After speaking, Confucian Sheng pulled his hairband and strode up the mountain.

Master Miao bowed down and bowed, "Please." ”