If the Wudang faction is a large company, then the regional manager is equivalent to the general manager of the provincial and municipal branches.

In this era when communication is not developed and the road is all about walking, the regional steward is similar to the emperor of the soil.

If it was an ordinary position, Song Yifei would directly pick his son and leave, but if it was the regional manager, he really thought a little bit about it.

This kind of thing is delicious after all!

It is estimated that he guessed Song Yifei's thoughts, and Xuan Youzi was going to give him a preventive injection.

"Although I reported you, whether you can get the position of steward depends on your own ability!"

I'll just say it's not that simple!

Song Yifei said in his heart.

"Is the division going to be assessed?"

"Well, we are people who practice martial arts, so naturally whoever is strong is the best. Xuan Wuzi said.

"Disciple understood!"

Hearing the martial arts competition, Song Yifei was still quite confident, after all, he had cultivated for five years longer than those who went down the mountain in the same period, maybe his cultivation was about the same, but in terms of martial arts cultivation, he could take advantage of a lot.

"With your strength, if it was in previous years, it would naturally be nine out of ten, but now it is different from the past, there are several areas in it, which is extraordinary!"

Seeing Song Yifei's thoughts, Xuan Youzi poured cold water on him again.

"What does Master mean?"

You can't finish the words at one time, Song Yifei was speechless.

"I'm afraid that there will be disciples who have achieved great internal strength and give up the opportunity to stay in the sect and participate in the competition!"

Hearing Xuan Youzi's words, Song Yifei just wanted to say MMP!

The disciples of the inner strength are involved, then he is still playing a fart!

Although the seventh layer of "Wudang Jiuyang Gong" and the sixth layer of "Wudang Jiuyang Gong" are only one layer apart, the two Song Yifei can't beat one internal strength.

Unless Song Yifei practiced his own cultivation of the "Wudang Seven Star Sword Technique" to the consummation level of supernatural perfection, it would be impossible to defeat the internal strength of the small success.

However, the difficulty of cultivating the "Wudang Seven Star Sword Technique" to the consummation level is even more exaggerated than breaking through the innate on the spot.

"I don't know when it starts?" Song Yifei asked with a wry smile.

In any case, if you have a chance, you still have to fight for it, and if you succeed!

It's really not good, it's a big deal to go home and inherit Wanguan's family wealth!

"Ten days later, that is, when the new disciple enters for three days!" Xuan Youzi said.

As in previous years, Song Yifei had no objections.

Leaving Xuan Youzi's residence, Song Yi flew to the back mountain.

In ten days, he is going down the mountain, and he doesn't know if he will have a chance to come back in the future, so Song Yifei is ready to take advantage of this time to visit the mountain.

Anyway, with his talent, if he works hard for ten days, there will be no big improvement.

......

"Master, do you think Senior Brother can win the position of steward?"

Soon after Song Yifei left, Bai Haoxuan returned to the room to serve tea and pour water for Xuan Youzi.

"Huh!"

Xuan Youzi smiled indifferently and said, "If it's okay as usual, this time he is still provincial!"

"But he can go down the mountain obediently, it's kind of funny! If he continues to lie on the mountain, my face will be lost by him!"

Xuan Youzi's tone was slightly disgusted.

"I think my brother is quite hardworking, but his talent is not good. ”

"What's the use of working hard? The mud can't hold up the wall after all! I just hope that after he comes down the mountain, he won't report my name everywhere, just embarrass me. ”

If you let your old friends know that you have taught such a fool, you will not be laughed at by others.

Xuan Wuzi forgot the smile when he received the money.

......

Wudang Mountain is the holy land of Taoism of the Daqian Dynasty, and was called "Taiyue", "Xuanyue" and "Dayue" in ancient times. It is bordered by the ancient city of Xiangyang in the east, the land of Jinyue in the west, the endless mountains in the south, and the Jinlongjiang River in Wuwei in the north.

Wudang Mountain is famous for the status of "the crown of the five mountains" of "the four famous mountains are all arched, and the five immortal mountains are the same dynasty", and some people call it the first immortal mountain in the world.

Wudang Mountain has seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, twenty-four streams, eleven holes, three pools, nine springs, ten pools, nine wells, ten stones, nine platforms and other scenic spots, with Tianzhu Peak as the center, there are dangerous roads such as upper and lower eighteen plates.

The original owner would only immerse himself in cultivation, and except for a few well-known scenic spots, most of the places he had never visited.

However, Wudang Mountain is not most famous for its scenery, but for the Wudang School, one of the top ten schools in the world. In this era of underdeveloped transportation, tourism is still a very luxurious thing.

Song Yifei first went to Wushuang Pond, one of the three pools.

Walking through the secluded mountain and forest paths, turning one small bend after another, Song Yi flew to the edge of a pool full of green moss.

There is a stone tablet on the road, and the big characters carved by three swords on the book - no frost pool.

The frost-free pond is not big, the radius is about ten meters, the whole becomes the shape of the "ancient" character, the surrounding is the boulder of natural formation, the green trees and green vines, the uneven among them, there are not many traces of artificial carving, the water of the pond is clear, the deep and bottomless.

The pond is a little farther away, and there are patches of green bamboo, which are tightly sealed on three sides.

Song Yifei looked around, and quietly couldn't see a single figure.

Although there are many disciples of the Wudang Sect, there are really not many who are willing to come here to play.

"The cold is so heavy! It's really not appropriate to have a frost-free name! It should be called Hantan!"

Feeling the cold air overflowing from the pool, Song Yifei couldn't help but complain in his heart.

It's early spring, and it's cold here, so it's no wonder that the other disciples don't come.

In fact, the main reason is that there are no women on Wudang Mountain, who will come to such a remote place if they don't talk about love.

Song Yi flew forward and took two steps, wanting to take a closer look at the situation in the pond. The more ancient and secluded the place, the easier it is to arouse people's curiosity.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Song Yifei's mind.

[When you were playing in the frost-free pool, you accidentally noticed a fleeting light and shadow, and you stepped forward curiously to take a closer look. 】

"Who? who's talking?"

The inexplicable voice made Song Yifei can't help but take a step back, tense his nerves, and his internal strength worked.

It's a pity that no one responded to him!

"What's going on? Could it be that I'm having auditory hallucinations?"

Song Yifei, who couldn't find any trace, frowned and took another step forward.

[When you were playing in the frost-free pool, you accidentally noticed a fleeting light and shadow, and you stepped forward curiously to take a closer look. 】

"What the hell?

Song Yifei quickly retreated, assuming a posture of Wudang Mianzhang.

Because it was in Wudang Mountain, Song Yifei didn't bring his long sword with him when he came out.

After waiting for half a ring, no one appeared.

At this time, Song Yifei realized that the voice might not be artificial.

With the mentality of trying, Song Yifei took another step towards the waterhole, and the strange voice came as scheduled.

"This voice! This tone! It's so familiar! Could it be that I played the word martial arts game?"

On the day when the company stayed up all night and died suddenly, Song Yifei downloaded a text-based martial arts game in order to refresh himself.

There is a very interesting premise in the game, when the protagonist enters some special scenes, he will naturally trigger an adventure narration.

As long as the protagonist follows the narrator's instructions, a fixed adventure can be obtained.

The voice in his head now was exactly the same as the narrator's tone.

"If it's true, just check it out!"

Song Yifei was very excited and approached the waterhole step by step.

If the conjecture comes true, it is time for the salted fish to turn over!

As we walk to the waterhole, a new narration appears.

[After careful searching, you finally found the source of light and shadow, a piece of bluestone engraved with words——]

Hearing the new narration, Song Yifei could be 100% sure that he was possessed by the system.

Lao Tzu is going to be developed!

Lao Tzu is going to turn over the salted fish!

Song Yifei wanted to scream twice, but he still held back.

Following the narrator's prompts, Song Yifei squatted on the edge of the frost-free pool, stone by stone, and touched it carefully.

The weather was cold, the pool water was cold, and Song Yifei felt his hands numb and unconscious after touching it for a while.

He had to work his internal strength to withstand the cold.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and when his internal strength was about to be exhausted, he finally touched the stone that the narrator said.