"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

At the northern foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the straight plaque of Jingle Palace, the bell pestle wrapped in red cloth hit the bronze bell again and again, the bell sounded loudly, and the Taoist priests of Wudang looked solemn one by one, and went to the waterhole of the back mountain.

Soon, on the cliffs around the valley, there were many Taoist priests standing, and all around the Jingle Palace came, old and young, all with solemn eyes.

Among them, the highest-ranking is the red-faced old Taoist with a bald head and a long beard that Zhang Zhiwei saw in the alchemy hall of Jingle Palace before.

He is the senior brother of the Wudang Sect Master, and as soon as he arrives here, all the Taoist priests suddenly have the backbone and are waiting for him to speak.

The red-faced old Taoist looked at the Wudang Sect Chief, who was lying on the lion, and the Wudang Sect Chief, a Taoist priest who entered the Tao with martial arts and became a monk halfway, was different.

He has been in Wudang since he was a child, and his high qualifications are scary, the last generation of the door chief is his senior brother, it stands to reason that after his death, he should be succeeded by him, but for some reason, it was his grandson who succeeded him.

Among them, there is no intriguing reason, it is purely that the other party's means are high, so high that he also admires it, so when the juniors around him say that the Wudang Sect Chief may have problems because of Zhang Zhiwei, he does not believe it.

Moreover, when he was in Jingle Palace, he saw with his own eyes that the head of Wudang Gate took Zhang Zhiwei out to give advice, knowing the antecedents, coupled with the other party's posture, it didn't look like he was injured or killed by someone, it is estimated that he is really enlightened as Zhang Zhiwei said.

However, since it is enlightenment, why is there no breath? Lao Dao also had some doubts in his heart, in fact, it was not only him, even Zhang Zhiwei, at the beginning, he also chuckled in his heart, wondering if the other party was seated.

"The reason for this matter, I already know, it has nothing to do with the little heavenly master, don't mess around here!"

Lao Dao looked at the seven people who were shocked by Zhang Zhiwei before and said in a deep voice.

Jingle Palace is he in charge, this is adjacent to Jingle Palace, the first to come here is naturally also the people of Jingle Palace, these seven people, are all his disciples, even Zhou Sheng and Zhou Meng are people of his lineage, something happened just now, Zhou Meng also came to him for the first time.

In fact, he was personally very satisfied with these seven people, but he didn't expect that the seven people joined forces to use the True Martial Seven Interception Formation, and they were actually beaten away by a blow, which is really a bit unexpected, no wonder the head junior brother attaches so much importance to this little Heavenly Master.

Hearing the master's reprimand, the seven Taoist priests who looked sluggish and were still immersed in the afterglow of Zhang Zhiwei's punch suddenly came back to their senses, and immediately felt a little aggrieved, and subconsciously defended a few words.

"Master, we were worried about Grandpa's safety, but Zhang Zhiwei kept stopping us, and we were in a hurry, so we made a ......," one of them said.

"Shut up!"

Lao Dao opened his mouth to interrupt: "Yes, you are indeed worried about the stability of the door chief, but this is not the reason for you to make a move, you just think that the door chief has an accident, your heart is confused, your mood has plummeted, and your delusions occupy the spiritual platform, and your thinking is swayed. ”

Lao Dao reprimanded harshly: "They are all old cultivators, are you stunned young people who have no ability to discern?" No, you're not, you're indulging your emotions, so, how different is it from the whole nature? I went to the Taoist Hall to meditate and meditate, and copied the Tao Te Ching three hundred times! ”

was broken by the old Taoist priest in this way, and the seven Taoist priests suddenly had no face to stay here anymore, and left with a face of shame, and even because they were in too much hurry when they left, the peachwood sword that was previously beaten by Zhang Zhiwei was not taken away.

"Pick up the sword, pick up the sword!!" The old man said in a deep voice.

"This senior is very sensible!" Seeing this situation, Tian Jin whispered.

Zhang Huaiyi's heart that he had been mentioning was also put down, he glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and said:

"This Wudang senior is really sensible, I just thought I would beat the little one and the old one, a false alarm!"

"What kind of eyes," Zhang Zhiwei said, "Could it be that our predecessors in Longhu Mountain don't know what's going on?" ”

"How so?" Zhang Huaiyi sneered, he was complaining in his heart, our predecessors in Longhu Mountain are reasonable, but if you don't know what is reasonable, you can't say it well......

The red-faced old Taoist watched the Taoist priests leave with the peachwood sword in a hurry, and then turned around and walked towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"I've seen my seniors!" Zhang Zhiwei hugged his hands and said.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrifying!" Lao Dao walked over with his hands behind his back, "Zhang Jingqing, that old boy, has taught an amazing apprentice!" ”

"The seniors praised it falsely!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"It's not a false compliment, my junior brother has always been above the top, and it's the first time to see who he values so much!"

The red-faced old man's voice was a little hoarse: "You are in the Trinity Gate, after discussing the Tao with the left door chief, the left door chief broke through the third weight of reverse life, for the truth of this matter, the old way I would have been suspicious, but now it seems that what he said is true, if it weren't for the old way that he knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, and the Tao was far away, I would have to ask the little heavenly master!"

"The predecessors are serious, and they are talking with the head of the left door, but today with Grandpa, it is more that he is instructing, and the reason why he can have an epiphany is that he himself has seen some obsessions!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Really?"

The old Taoist priest said, staring at the Wudang Sect Master not far away, even at this distance, he still didn't feel the slightest breath from him.

This kind of perception is not like facing the phantom miasma of the Tang Sect, not feeling existence, but feeling the existence, but failing to feel the Qi in it, just like facing a dead object.

Now, even he, an old man who is used to seeing life and death, feels a little tricky, although Sun Ye, the head of the Wudang Gate, is not very in charge, and he is dealing with many things in the door.

But some people are like this, even if they don't do anything, just being there is reassuring, and the head of the left door is like this, and the head of the Wudang gate is also like this.

Of course, the prestige of the Zuo Sect Chief is even higher, because he is doing a lot of things himself, while the Wudang Sect Chief implements the real way of non-action and basically does nothing.

Either the Prince Cave is repaired, or the Tianzhu Peak sits and watches the clouds rise and clouds, or touches the fish, runs down the mountain for a walk, and looks for the past colleagues to reminisce about the past......

Only when the interest comes, he goes to fight boxing and practice Liandan, but even so, his reputation in Wudang is still very high, because the weight of the word martial saint is too heavy, heavy enough to suppress the status of Wudang, and increase the weight of these two words in the hearts of Jianghu Taoists, just like Zuo Ruotong can suppress the weight of Trinity and One Gate.

Senior brother, although you are a halfway monk, we have also been friends for decades, both public and private, I don't want you to have an accident, and the old people on the road are gradually thinning......

The old Taoist priest sighed, seemed to speak to Zhang Zhiwei, and actually said meaningfully:

"It is said that the court hears the Tao, and it is okay to die at night, although I don't know what my junior brother has realized, but if he sits down like this, then he can't blame anyone, he can only say that he is unlucky in his life, his luck is not good, and the means are not enough."

"When I was young, in order to find a match, I went to Zhang Jingqing to learn from him, but he was unstable by a few words, and his Dao heart was unstable, and he sat and meditated for several years before he was able to stabilize."

"When I was old, in order to find a successor, I found Zhang Jingqing's disciple, and said that I would give advice, but I sat down to teach myself, and I was ...... tsk."

Zhang Zhiwei: "............"

Why does that sound so awkward!

"Senior, I arranged a sound purification talisman around Grandpa, and he can't hear it!" Zhang Zhiwei reminded.

"Inspired by it!" The red-faced old man smiled: "Is it because you can't hear it?" Hear, which pot is not opened, which pot is not mentioned, he must not be anxious with me? ”

Zhang Zhiwei: "............"

When you are a Taoist, are you more open!

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a chuckle came.

"Who said I couldn't hear it? You old thing, it's all arranged in the back for me! ”

I saw the head of the Wudang Gate, who was lying like a lion like a Buddha, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the red-faced old Taoist priest, his body moved, as if there was a ghost, and he stood up from the side lying position, so fast that no one could see the details clearly.

Seeing that Grandpa woke up, the red-faced old Taoist let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The way of sincerity, you can be a prophet, and you can sense a lot of subtle and imperceptible things from the spirit, sure enough, the fight outside is fierce, and you don't notice it, but as long as you say a few bad words that you care about very much, you will perceive it!" ”

The head of Wudang looked at his senior brother: "Senior brother thinks that I am still worried about Zhang Jingqing's affairs, then you are underestimating me, I have already let go of that little thing, the reason why I woke up is not because of your chatter, but because I should wake up at that time!" ”

"Really? Congratulations to the senior brother! Lao Dao said with a smile, listening to this tone, he obviously didn't believe it, if he really didn't care, how could he wake up so coincidentally?

"What are you doing with so many people? Do you want to send me to the end? ”

The head of the Wudang Gate looked around, saw that the surrounding area was densely packed with Taoist priests, and waved his hand: "Don't retreat quickly!" ”

The Wudang Gate Chief has accumulated a deep prestige, and as soon as these words came out, the Taoist priests did not dare to stay, and soon they were scattered.

"Grandpa just enlightened, but he frightened everyone, and thought you were sitting down!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Sitting? Neither nor not! ”

The head of Wudang smiled and said, "I just seem to feel something, and I remember a little thing that the senior I met when I came to Wudang to worship the mountain." ”

He looked up at the top of Wutian Pillar Mountain, and chanted: "Sleeping Immortal, Sleeping Immortal, the stone root is high and forgets its years, the three lights are sinking and self-rounding, the qi returns to the mysteries, and the rest is natural...... In the middle of the transport, the line is seven returns, it is not difficult, practice nine turns, why sigh. Watching the battle of the dragon and tiger battlefield, secretly turning yin and yang upside down...... True Wozen, true fetal yuan, and Wolong ascended to heaven together......

A Dan Sutra, and an obscure Dan Sutra...... Zhang Zhiwei understood in an instant, but some of them were very profound, and they had to be scrutinized and polished repeatedly, and they could not be understood by listening to them.

"Is this sleep?" The red-faced old man seemed to feel something and said.

"Yes!" The Wudang Sect Chief nodded.

Wudang has the ability to sleep, saying that it is sleeping, in fact, it is a meditation method, through sleeping, people can better enter the state of concentration, this method is handed down by the ancestors of Sanfeng.

The master of Sanfeng Ancestor is Chen Tuan of the Hidden Immortal lineage, and Chen Tuan is known as the sleeping fairy, a dream for a thousand years, and his lineage has been passed down, so he naturally has sleeping skills.

In fact, there are many kinds of sleeping skills in Wudang, large and small, but none of them will sleep all the Qi in their bodies, reaching the point where they are no different from the dead, except for ......

The red-faced old Taoist was shocked, he remembered some records in the Taoist collection, legend has it that the sleeping fairy ancestor Chen Shu was considered dead many times because of sleeping, so he was pulled to bury and cremate.

Could it be the ancestor's sleeping skills? But isn't this sleeping skill Wudang without inheritance? The red-faced old man looked puzzled in his heart, and immediately asked, "Senior brother, is this also what the unknown senior passed on to you?" ”

The Wudang Sect Chief nodded.

"Nameless senior?" Zhang Zhiwei was curious, "What nameless senior?" ”

The head of Wudang said: "In the early years, in order to make a breakthrough, I traveled far and wide, and met a master in Wudang to teach the law, so I thought he was a Wudang hermit, so he stayed, settled here, and had an indissoluble bond with Wudang. ”

"It's just that I haven't seen this person for decades since then, and when I ask anyone else, they haven't seen him either, as if this person doesn't exist, and that day was just a dream, but the means on his body really can't be faked!"

The red-faced old man said: "I have been in Wudang since I was a child, but I have never seen this senior in the mouth of the head of the family!" ”

"But he exists!" Wudang Gate said.

"Speaking of which!" Zhang Zhiwei's heart moved, and he didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "The younger generation has seen the Zhenwu Emperor in Liaodong, and the emperor once taught me a trick of swordsmanship!" ”

Before he finished speaking, the Wudang Sect Chief and the red-faced old Taoist looked over.

"Tell me more!"

"Tell me about it!"

The two spoke.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't hide it, so he talked about it carefully.

The two listened to it, but they were not too shocked.

The head of Wudang said: "The matter of Emperor Zhenwu passing on the law has existed since ancient times, and there are even books that record that when Patriarch Sanfeng was young, he dreamed of the fist method taught by Emperor Xuan at night, and killed more than 100 thieves with a single ding!" ”

This is an essay written by a writer in the Ming Dynasty, saying that Zhang Sanfeng was a fledgling, and when he had not yet worshiped under the fire dragon real person, he had dreamed of the true martial arts transmission at night, and he killed hundreds of thieves at dawn.

The red-faced old Taoist looked at the Wudang Sect Chief, and then at Zhang Zhiwei, these two people, one has the real martial arts to teach the law, and the other has the nameless old Taoist to teach the law, between the two......

"Grandpa, shouldn't that old Dao be the Emperor of Zhenwu?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "When Emperor Zhenwu preached the Fa, he did not come in his true body, but his consciousness was attached to the withered Daoist who died in the first battle!" ”

The head of Wudang Sect waved his hand and said lightly: "I was very curious before, but now I have seen a lot of things, for me, whether the old-timer is the Emperor Zhenwu or the Master of Sanfeng, it doesn't matter anymore!" ”

Seeing that the head of Wudang didn't seem to have any intention of talking about this topic, Zhang Zhiwei didn't say much, but he had some guesses in his heart.

(End of chapter)