In the morning, he was honored by his peers to do the heavenly ceremony, and the third watch at night was uncomfortable in every way, and his heart was scratched like a thorn in his back.

It didn't take long for him to take two hours, and he was about to catch up with the meal, so he received a salute from an elder who was older than his father, and bowed down.

This is a long life. Ye Sangen hurriedly flashed aside. Look at the old way of the blue clothes on the ground, this is all in the position of the head of the house, and he has not worn a red robe that symbolizes the head of a faction for a few days, and the face that was unclean when he first saw him was haggard that could not be concealed, and his sideburns were slightly white, which showed that he was indeed overworked these days.

Just kneeling down in front of yourself, no matter how you look at it, it's not appropriate. Looking at Zhang Sanfeng again, he was very calm, but the little Taoist boy on the leopard looked surprised.

It was Yishan who took the lead in breaking the silence, as if he had the final word, and said: "Nothing to do, be courteous, either traitor or thief." "This big monk who can only read and memorize all kinds of Buddhist classics since he was a child, but he can't read a basket of words, and he can say this sentence, and it is estimated that he has recently been with Yan Ji to listen to this scholar who opened his mouth and dragged the text inadvertently.

It's just that in the current scene, this sentence is really out of place. gave Yishan a roll of his eyes, signaled him not to speak, and without waiting for the third watch to speak, the Taoist priest smiled and said: "Either Zhang Shangfu said that you are suitable to be the head of Shoucheng but you can't be the head of the house until you have to, and no one can accept it." Stretching out his hand and pulling Zhang Jiu'e, this middle-aged Taoist priest with a rough chest all year round instructed: "Zhang Yunji, go and play with the leopard." "It's like a quarrel with your apprentices.

Xiao Daotong, who had never spoken from beginning to end, was obviously accustomed to the master's way of speaking, and he didn't seem to be interested in what was going on.

After giving instructions to his apprentices, the bare-chested Taoist priest walked in the direction of the Taihe Palace, and then said: "The night donor just told Jiu'e that I also heard a rough idea below, and since that day and night, the Qingyuan Sect Taoist friend died and soared, and several donors outside the mountain bothered about this matter, which is also a fortunate thing for my Wudang Daomen. After hesitating on the spot for a while, Ye San, who didn't want to follow, saw Zhang Jiu'e, who was obviously not moving and not moving, and still chose to follow.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng being so polite, Ye San knew that the Taoist priest's next words were the most important, so he didn't answer and waited for the following.

Zhang Sanfeng said again: "From that day and night, Liu Fulu Daoyou died in the Taihe Palace, and then two more Daoyou died in the mountains one after another, I thought it was a careful layout for my Wudang Daomen. After listening to the third prince's words, it seems that we are also trapped in shackles, and our vision is small, I really didn't expect it to be a catastrophe for the entire Daomen. It's just a little wondering, if according to a few guesses, Fuying Lijiao didn't go to the imperial court to find Zongzheng Temple, why would he find me Taoism first? Or to find Zen, or Confucianism, why do you have to choose my Taoism? It doesn't make sense. Ye San smiled bitterly and shook his head,

"From beginning to end, I waited and waited just to guess, and I really couldn't answer the three seals of Daoist Chief's question, so I could only wait for the day when the truth came out, and the murderer, or the Fuying person who manipulated everything behind the scenes, would tell why it was arranged." Zhang Sanfeng turned around and smiled,

"The night donor doesn't have to be obsessed, I just raised the doubts in my heart, naturally I don't want the donor to explain it to me. However, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to come to the conclusion that Buddhism was only developed in the past few hundred years by the monks who crossed the sea to Fuying, and set things right, and it has only developed for a few hundred years, and it is difficult to change the orthodoxy of Confucianism, and they cannot do this kind of magical power. For example, on the way of martial arts, seven years ago, there was Ling Zun, a test stone in the rivers and lakes, who only disturbed the luck of Fuying martial arts, and so far except for the big jade stream who has made friends with the night benefactor, I am afraid that no one dares to come to my Middle Earth to claim the title. In this way, there is only my Taoism, the factions are complicated, the spells are complicated, and I am always eclectic and learn from others, which is the easiest for people to seize the opportunity to get a piece of the Taoist luck, which can be angry. The other party's words can be regarded as summarizing the essence of the three religions and the four martial arts cultivation is also decent, and he can't help but be impressed by the three nights.

Zhang Sanfeng continued: "Let's spread out this matter and think about it, and take all the speculations as facts. The Fuying people wanted to establish Protestantism in the Great Zhou, and found the Qingyuan faction, the Meihuaguan, the Laoshan faction, and the Wuliang Palace a year ago, and wanted them to help. In this way, they came up with another plan, using the lotus pond that carries the luck of Taoism as bait, and bringing together more than 20 Taoist families in the world, regardless of size, in my Wudang. Why not choose the simpler individual breaks, but the more troublesome moves? Apparently he hadn't thought about this question, and he didn't know how to answer.

Admittedly, this estimate also needs to be explained by the mastermind behind the scenes, and it is indeed impossible to use common sense to simplify and complicate it.

The bare-chested Taoist priest said again: "Let's talk about this Jiugong Yan, as the night donor said, she hid the watershed for a while, intending to occupy the watershed, so why did she make such a plan against my Daomen, why didn't she directly attack my Daomen?" The three questions were more tricky than the other, and they were all things that the three people had never considered, which made him speechless for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled again,

"Since there are many and complicated clues at the moment, like a mess that cannot be sorted out, we will continue to speculate. Does this behind-the-scenes planner intend to start with my Daomen and set up a bigger game? He stopped suddenly, shook his head and smiled bitterly,

"Otherwise, I don't know what better explanation they could have made for all these things." It's just that I think so far from what Ye Sangen just said, I have to say that this Taoist priest with the highest ranking in the Dao Sect at the moment, although the age is here, but this understanding is by no means idle.

Just after the conversation changed, the Taoist priest of the Little Lotus Peak, who had been frequently appearing recently, suddenly asked, "Have you ever heard a proverb about my Wudang?" Ye San, who didn't keep up with his thoughts, was even more obviously stunned, shook his head and replied: "Please also ask three real people to make it clear." ”

"The night covers Wudang." Ye San was confused, obviously not understanding what these four words meant. is not in a hurry to explain, under the leadership of Zhang Sanfeng, the four of them have gone out of the Ascension Altar to the Taihe Hall.

Standing up again, the chested Taoist priest who seemed to habitually reach into his arms and rub the old mud lazily leaned against the stone railing, looked up at the four gilded characters, and kept silent.

After mentioning such a sentence without any cause or effect, there was no follow-up, and Ye San was even more puzzled, and saw Ye Yao and Yishui led by a female crown from the wing room of the apse.

Without waiting for Ye Sangen to ask, Zhang Sanfeng first explained: "I asked people to invite the female donor, after all, some words are more appropriate to say to the female donor than to you." "The night three are even more dumb,

How awkward the word "suitable" sounds. Zhang Sanfeng naturally didn't guess Ye San's thoughts, so he let the female crown leave, and said politely: "It's no wonder that the female donor is troublesome to come over." Naturally, he couldn't guess what this person with the highest rank in Wudang was looking for him, and Ye Yao was not polite, and asked bluntly: "The three seal Dao Masters called me and my brother together for these things that are happening in the Daomen right now?" Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "I have heard that the female benefactor Bing Xue is smart, and she can guess without me opening her mouth." It's not like Brother Ling, who doesn't know anything about one question. Originally, this person helped halfway up the mountain that day, leaving a good impression on Ye Sangen, but now it disappeared immediately.

It's unpleasant to pull up and step on low.

"What question did the Three Seals Dao Leader ask just now?" I've never liked others to say that my brother is not, and there is some disgust in Ye Yao's tone.

I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of my great-master uncle, Zhang Jiu'e now has a feeling of wanting to leave.

Naturally, I also heard the impatience in the other party's tone, and a few days ago, I also saw this blind woman at the foot of the mountain arguing because Zhang Jiu'e said something inappropriate, and the Wudang mountain keeper was speechless, but Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be doing it on purpose, and repeated the question just now.

"Fu Ying wants to establish a religion in my Middle Earth, why do you want to start from my Daomen? Why didn't the people behind the scenes choose a simpler breakdown, but instead gathered more than 20 Daomen in Wudang? If Jiugong Yan is the person behind this matter, why don't you just take action against me Wudang and do something to the watershed? If all the speculations are true, is there a possibility that Fu Ying is planning a bigger game, planning something that we would never have imagined? "Just a little thought, the night is talking.

"Start with the Daomen, just because the branches of the Daomen are complicated, it is easy to start, and the Confucianism and Buddhism are a little exquisite, and I can't find a chance to start if I want to come to Fuying. This is to blame for your Taoism, which has developed for thousands of years, and has become so fragmented, not going in the direction of unification, and has been torn apart, leaving an opportunity for Xiaoxiao to take advantage of.

"The world's Taoist sects gather in Wudang, in fact, it is best to understand, after all, it is based on the Taoist lotus pond as bait, and it is now in Wudang, and it is impossible to go elsewhere. And the lotus pond is withering, I'm afraid that the luck of Taoism will dissipate, and it won't give Protestant a chance to seize it? At that time, if Protestantism is really established in my Great Zhou, and it will be a great deal to borrow thousands of years of luck and fortune from Wudang.

"Whether it is Jiugong Yan's plan is unknown yet, but if it is up to me, I will definitely not directly attack any of the Wudang or Daomen factions. Not to mention the grass and snakes, when the time comes, the opponents will be everywhere, but the gains will really outweigh the losses.

"As for whether it is really as the three Taoist chiefs said, whether there is a bigger plan, at present, from the point of view of the Fuying people against the Daomen, the Taoist chief guesses that it is also eight or nine to ten, otherwise it has been started since the beginning of the year, and now all kinds of things have happened, the thunder is heavy and the rain is small, then it is really a child playing at home, fooling around. As for what they are plotting, hehe, small countries, do you expect them to be able to eat a big fat man in one bite? People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and it is a living lesson to disturb their martial arts luck seven years ago. "Explain them one by one, reasoned and well-organized.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled unabated, and looked at Zhang Jiu'e on the side,

"So, you knelt wrong just now, whether it's the night cover Wudang, or the night guard Wudang, the main lord is here." Ignoring the stunned expressions of several other people, Zhang Sanfeng pointed his finger at the great-apprentice grandson in his eyes, and he hated iron and steel.

"Alas, you hammer." Ye Yao was still puzzled, and her eyebrows were slightly twisted. Without waiting for her to speak, Zhang Sanfeng said again: "I just happened to talk to Brother Ling, has the female benefactor heard of the four words of Wudang overnight?" Somewhat understanding the meaning of this Taoist priest's unpleasant remarks just now, Ye Yaoer lost his disgust with him at this time, shook his head and said, "I don't know." Zhang Sanfeng took the lead in stepping to the apse again, and said slowly as he walked: "Five hundred years ago, there was an old Taoist priest in Wudang, Zhang Xutuo, he was the last Wudang real person who was closest to the heavenly immortals who were ranked in the heavenly immortals. Zhang Shangfu's old guy is just timid, he didn't dare to show his head when he returned to thunder, and sooner or later he died and was reincarnated and reincarnated. Hearing that his great-master uncle was making fun of his uncle, Zhang Jiu'e, who was watching his nose and nose, took a step behind and pretended not to hear.

Zhang Sanfeng continued: "When Zhang Xutuo intends to soar, it is also a knotty eye that can be called a celestial, and it is said that seeing Wudang's continuous luck, there will be an insurmountable hurdle in five hundred years. It's just that the heavenly machine can't be leaked at will, and before being killed by the thunder at the last critical moment, he left the four-character proverb of the night covering Wudang. Zhang San kept his mouth shut, and he couldn't even talk about any respect for the real people in the same door, which made Zhang Jiu'e feel quite embarrassed, and he didn't listen to it, and he was a little behind.

The third watch of the night is still confused, and I don't know what to do. But Ye Yaoer suddenly spoke: "Are you talking about this now?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Jiu'e's small movements, and just wanted to say a few words to him, when he heard Ye Yao'er's words, he immediately nodded and said, "Almost." Zhang Sanfeng sighed,

"It's ridiculous, that night Qingyuan Mountain Liu Fulu Daoyou died, I suddenly remembered that Zhang Xutuo's old guy is also from Fuzhou, you say, will he be protected because of his accent?"

"Could it be that it is because your Ye family protects my Wudang Daomen, not because your Ye family will destroy my Wudang lineage?"