Jiang Yichen took a short rest at the post station, and after carrying the information of Wudang to Xiaoyue Temple in Jiangning County, he walked towards the mountain.

The post stations are all officially owned by the imperial court, and the daily information exchange of Juyuan is very dense, and too much information is carried through the post station, which inevitably makes the imperial court official suspicious, and the security is more to be discussed.

Regarding the situation here, Jiang Yichen chose to respect the meaning of Xuchen's real person, and only wrote the word "broken jade" in the letter, and handed it over to the post.

Rather than a broken jade than a complete tile, Wudang will definitely swear to the death and be unyielding, and the old man should be able to understand.

On the Wudang again, except for a few Wudang disciples scattered on the road, there is no difference from the day he first came.

Jiang Yichen came to the Sanqing Hall again, and the old man was still sweeping the bluestone ground.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he put down his broom and walked towards the comer.

"Real people. Jiang Yichen arched his hand.

"I don't know, can you get what you want?" Xuchen Zhenren nodded and asked straight to the point.

"It's small, but it's not fateful. Jiang Yichen shook his head, but his face was not as dead as when he was in the secret cave, but on the contrary, there was no wave in the ancient well.

"How ...... it is" Jiang Yichen's answer surprised Xuchen Zhenren, he was not surprised that Xuan Xiao chose not to teach this young man Pure Yang Wuji Gong, because Xuan Xiao was the same as him, he did not dare to risk this young man's future, he was surprised that with Xuan Xiao's knowledge and knowledge, he could not help Jiang Yichen untie the shackles of this internal strength cultivation, so so, does it mean that this young man's martial arts road stopped here, the most surprising thing for him was that the young man in front of him was able to calmly face the current situation of not being able to practice internal strength, and he wanted to comfort a few words, but Jiang Yichen spoke first.

"Thank you for the real person's concern, this book can't be forced, Xiao Ke is here, one is to thank the real person, the trip to Wudang has made Xiao Ke gain a lot, Xiao Ke doesn't dare to ask for anything more, the second is to say goodbye to the real person, and the other is to transfer the things handed over to Brother Xuanxi. As he spoke, Jiang Yichen took out the severed tip of the sword from his belt.

Xuchen Zhenren took the tip of the sword, his eyes stayed on it for a long time, and some of the folds on his face trembled.

"Okay, good boy, worthy of being Yuan Zhen's favorite disciple. "The real person of the void dust has been blurred by tears......

After bidding farewell to Xuchen Zhenren, Jiang Yichen went down to Wudang Mountain, and after taking his bags from the post station, he rode a small brown horse to take the road to Taiji Village. Before parting, Xuchen Zhenren also gave Jiang Yichen a sword containing the Taoist meaning of Tai Chi, which was soft around his fingers.

Sanfeng platform, as the name suggests, is to commemorate the founding patriarch of Wudang, Sanfeng real person, the Taoist platform is built of bricks and stones, there is a scale of nine zhang square circle, surrounded by mountains, overlooking the Taoist platform, it can be seen that the ground stone carving is the Taiji diagram of the yin and yang fish-shaped ring and embracing each other. Originally on the side of the road, leaning on the mountain to look at the south, there is a bronze statue of the same proportion of Sanfeng real people, for pedestrians to worship and worship, since Wudang retreated to the mountain gate, it is rumored that the bronze statue was stolen, has disappeared.

Today's Sanfengtai is even more sparsely populated, although it is the only way to Wudang Mountain, but moss and mud prints can be seen everywhere, all of which are deserted and dilapidated scenes. The same fate as Sanfengtai and Danxia Villa, Changshengzhuang, etc., these in the past years when Wudang was prosperous and prosperous, the establishment of the Taoist platform, alchemy villa, all in this short period of more than ten years, because of Wudang's concept of escapism, have been abandoned, which is embarrassing. What's even more ironic is that villas like Danxia Villa and Changshengzhuang, which used to be famous and have begun to take shape, are now chaotic places where bandits gather.

At that time, the sky was dark, the autumn leaves covered the ground, and some footprints could be faintly seen falling between the roads, and the lonely platform looked very desolate.

Jiang Yichen was passing through Sanfeng Terrace, and rushed to the mountain yesterday, but did not take a closer look, and now he sees such a scene, combined with hearsay and what he has seen and heard on Wudang Mountain, he is very puzzled why Wudang is willing to fall into Si. According to Xuan Xiao, Yuan Shen is an ambitious person, and after winning the position of the head of the family, he should be committed to the lintel of Guangda Wudang, but why is he so cringe, retreating to a corner, ignoring the world, what are the secrets that no one knows?

Just as Jiang Yichen was frowning and falling into deep thought, two figures in front of him rushed towards him, and only a moment later, three more figures were in hot pursuit.

The two people in front should be Wuzhong, one gray and one white, one large and one small, and they can already tell who they are when they get closer. Jiang Yichen has also seen both, the little Taoist boy in a white Taoist uniform is the little master Xuankong he met when he went up the mountain yesterday, and the person in the gray Taoist robe with a bloated figure is the Taoist priest who wants to explain his mistake to the real person of Xuchen in the main hall, and he should be the master of Xiao Xuankong.

The three in the rear were not slow, and soon got closer to the two of them.

The comer is not good!

Jiang Yichen urged the little brown horse to speed forward, and looked at the situation ahead as he approached.

The first one was an old man in a green robe, with bald crane hair, a long beard and a hanging chest, although he was lame, he could only rely on one foot and a cane, and he was also the best and fastest among the five.

He was followed by a man in brown with a saber in his hand, a tall but thin man resembling a bamboo pole, with a white cloth scarf wrapped around his head and a mustache on his chin.

At the end was a big man with a stupid head and a stupid head in a brown vest casually clasped together, with his chest and big belly exposed, and the most striking thing was the two large dark red axes in his hands, which were obviously covered with blood.

Seeing the appearance of the two masters and apprentices of Xuankong holding their heads and running around, they were chased and killed by the three people in the rear.

After the two sides of the chase and escape were close, their hearts were raised to their throats, and after seeing that there was someone in front of them, they were really overjoyed, but they didn't dare to slow down half a step under their feet, and they still ran forward frantically.

"Help! After Xuankong saw the person clearly, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Kill together!" the three of them did not retreat when they saw the person in front of them, and the lame old man in front spoke.

The lame old man stepped up his pace, narrowed the distance, took a sharp breath, raised the cane, and hurriedly poked the back of the heart of the bloated Taoist priest in front of him.

The bloated Taoist priest also seemed to be aware of the danger in the rear, and wanted to speed up his pace to get out, but when he panicked, he mixed garlic under his feet, lost his balance, and fell directly to the ground, and the vital point was completely exposed under the tip of the sharp crutches that attacked.

"Dao Chief, beware!" At the last moment, Jiang Yichen didn't have time to say more, untied the finger wrapping that was tied to the same place as his bag, lifted his body, put his feet on horseback, flew forward, and first hit the bamboo sword with a hundred-step flying sword in the air, followed by a meteor style, and roared forward.

Bang dang!

The flying sword was fierce and incomparable, and the lame old man had to temporarily avoid the edge, give up the fatal blow to the bloated Taoist priest, and at the same time use his crutches to block the power of the flying sword, and turned around in the air and landed lightly.

In just this moment, Jiang Yichen had already come to the side of the Xuankong master and apprentice, protecting him from his place, and the three people on the opposite side were also close to the front, swords rattling!

Although the bloated Taoist priest escaped with his life, he was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, he was dripping with cold sweat, and his hands and feet were weak and he could not stand.

"Master, saved, master, get up, master. Xuankong on the side was already so tired that his face was red, and after struggling a few times, he was still unable to pull the bloated Taoist priest up, so he had to let him kneel on the ground like this, panting for breath.

The stalemate between the two sides was only for a moment, but the three lame old men moved first, "Kill!"

The matter is urgent, and Jiang Yichen can't afford to consider how the martial arts of these three people are, the two of them have no combat power to protect, Jiang Yichen has no choice but to rush into the other three, wanting to take them away from here a little, not to involve the old and the young in the battle, and he can show it himself.

Fortunately, the three of them were also very face-saving, ignoring the two who had lost their combat power, and had the same goal, attacking Jiang Yichen directly.

A crutch, a saber, and two giant axes stabbed and slashed at the same time, and the speed was so fast that Jiang Yichen hurriedly responded, and after the horizontal sword blocked the power of the crutches and swords, it was already at the end of the crossbow, and the power of the double axes sank strongly, and it was difficult to stop the momentum after the sword body blocked the blade.

With a muffled snort, Jiang Yichen spurted blood from his mouth, and his body flew out backwards.