The years are like a shuttle, the white clouds are long, the geese are flying back and forth, and it is twenty years in a blink of an eye.

The top of Wudang Mountain.

Dai Daojin stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the white clouds under his feet, and sighed faintly.

Twenty years have passed, and the years have not left any traces on Dai Daojin's face, which is still the same as twenty years ago.

In the past 20 years, Dai Daojin has not moved around much on the rivers and lakes.

is either cultivating in Wudang, or accompanying Yilin in Hengshan.

Occasionally, I go outside to see Su Kongqing's research progress.

......

Wudang Golden Dome.

Many high-level Wudang officials in the main hall gathered.

Lei Jun had red eyes and arched his hand: "Senior brother in charge, the master's funeral is scheduled for the day after half a month." ”

Dai Daojin looked at the tower-like man in front of him, and sighed in his heart, "Lei Jun, Uncle Lie Xuanzi, has paid a lot for me in Wudang, and has made great contributions, and Wudang will not forget him." ”

I felt that the years were unforgiving, and the people of the older generation of Wudang, Xin Xuanzi, Dao Xuanzi and other elders were feathered one after another, and Uncle Lie Xuanzi did not survive in the end.

Turning his head to Qingxu next to him, he said, "Senior Brother Qingxu, have you sent the invitations from various sects?"

The temples were a little white, and he nodded in response: "It has been sent before, senior brother, don't worry." ”

Dai Daojin turned his head and looked at the people in the hall, there were the elders of Wudang and his contemporaries, as well as the young generation who had just grown up.

nodded in his heart, and was quite satisfied with the development of Wudang in the past 20 years.

In the past 20 years, he has made adjustments to the management of Wudang, and has used the energy of the four seas to collect some good seedlings, coupled with more perfect Wuji pile skills and more resource investment, the new generation of Wudang has finally grown up.

Although he, the head of Wudang, has not gained a reputation in the rivers and lakes, the overall strength of Wudang has improved qualitatively.

Shaolin in the north and Wudang in the south are also worthy of the name.

......

In the past 20 years, the various factions on the rivers and lakes seem to have agreed on an agreement, and there have been almost no major disputes.

It's relatively peaceful.

The older generation of people can't escape the erosion of the years, the original leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect, Dugu Jian, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Zhending, etc., have passed away one after another.

But the martial arts rookies are also endless, among which the king of Huashan Sword Sect is unknown, and the Qi Sect Ling Hu Chong, these two people are the most eye-catching, and they are called "Huashan Double Musketeers" by the good deeds of the rivers and lakes.

If you are interested, you will find that the overall strength of all sects in the rivers and lakes today has greatly improved compared with 20 years ago.

If you think about it a little deeper, you will find that the martial arts of each sect have improved after the development of the past 20 years, and the development of martial arts has gone further.

......

At night, Dai Daojin sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking to himself.

Three years ago, the Wuyue Sword Sect failed to merge again.

But Songshan Zuo Lengchan seems to be gradually losing patience, and the pressure on the other four factions is increasing.

Wuyue Sword Sect, Songshan has the strongest overall strength, Zuo Lengchan has great ambitions, and has more means, maximizing the use of the martial arts in the books obtained twenty years ago, almost raising the strength of the Songshan faction as a whole.

On the other hand, although the other four factions have made progress, they are limited, which makes Dai Daojin a little disappointed, and the dominance of one family is not what he wants to see.

According to the news from all over the world, in the face of the Songshan faction's pressing step by step, Yue Buqun was unwilling to rely on the Sword Sect, and it was difficult to support him alone, so he finally stretched out his hand to ward off evil spirits.

Dai Daojin raised his head, looked at the roof, looked at the mysterious starry sky as if he was passing through the roof, and muttered: "Is this the world correcting, and everything is still returning to the original track?"

......

The capital, the imperial palace and the imperial study.

Zhu Yijun, who is now in his thirties and is about to be forty, was sitting on the desk for Zhu to approve the recital sent by the cabinet, when suddenly, his brows furrowed, "Big companion, I am a little hungry, so I ordered someone to send some food." ”

Wei Huai, the chief eunuch next to him, bowed down and nodded, "Slave maid will go now, Your Majesty will wait a moment." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

It didn't take long for Wei Huai to bring in a bowl of meat porridge and a few delicate side dishes, but they were not too extravagant.

After Zhu Yijun finished eating, he exhaled, stretched, and thought for a while, "Chuan Nong Junyan commanded the envoy." ”

Wei Huai bowed down and went out.

About half an hour later, Nong Junyan walked into the imperial study under the leadership of a little eunuch.

Greet Zhu Yijun, "Weichen Nong Junyan, meet Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and motioned for him to get up, "Tell me the news of the officials supervised by the Jinyi Guard during this time, and pick up important things." ”

Nong Junyan got up, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, the news recently discovered by Jinyiwei is ...... by the Ministry of Rites."

Zhu Yijun listened to Nong Junyan's report while drinking tea and thinking in his eyes.

He hasn't been to the court all these years, it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to take care of anything, Jinyiwei, as the emperor's knife, naturally wants to use it.

After a long time, Nong Junyan licked his dry lips, "Your Majesty, these are all the circumstances of the lords in the court, and later, the minister will send a detailed information to Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Yijun was satisfied, waved his hand and said, "Big companion, show tea to the farmer." ”

Wei Huai smiled: "Yes." ”

picked up the teacup and sent it to Nong Junyan.

Nong Junyan hurriedly took it with both hands, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Zhu Yijun looked at Nong Junyan with a smile on his face and drank tea, "Commander Nong, it seems that Commander Zhou really didn't recommend the wrong person to me, but Master Nong is capable." ”

Nong Junyan hurriedly bowed his hand, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment." ”

After listening to it for so long, Zhu Yijun's face was a little tired, and he said, "When will you go to Wudang Mountain next time?"

Wei Huai thought for a while, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, next July, the time for every three years will come." ”

But this emperor Zhu Yijun once, the custom to go to Wudang Mountain to pay tribute, met the head of Wudang Chongxu, when he learned that the young man in front of him was nearly fifty years old, Zhu Yijun was shocked, and hurriedly asked Chong Xu, how to maintain health can be like this, Chong Xuan told the emperor the key to Taoist health, and used his own innate Qi to dredge the meridians for the emperor.

Every time after passing through the miraculous innate Qi dredging meridians, Zhu Yijun can feel that his body is unprecedentedly relaxed, energetic, and feels better than ever, but this feeling can only last for a year.

Zhu Yijun seemed to be addicted, thinking of letting Chong Xuan give him more conditioning of his body.

Aware of such a situation, as an emperor, he naturally had some suspicions, and after being examined by the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor said that there was nothing wrong with his body, so Zhu Yijun relieved his heart and asked Chong Xuzhen to recuperate himself.

Later, Chong Xuan Zhenren told Zhu Yijun that the innate Yi Qi is the original qi of a martial artist, and it is extremely difficult to recover with it.

In front of Wei Huai and Nong Junyan, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "If Chong Xuzhen is a person from the court, how good it would be." ”

Wei Huai and Nong Junyan glanced at each other, bowed their heads and said nothing.

......

Fujian, outside the city of Fuzhou, next to the mountain trail.

A humble bamboo house, an old man and an ugly-faced girl, are entertaining guests.

When there are few people.

The ugly-faced girl walked to the kitchen and whispered to the old man who was washing vegetables: "Second senior brother, where is the senior brother?"

The old man looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "When Senior Brother came, he was entangled by the King of the Sword Sect, I don't know if he got rid of it now?"

The ugly-faced girl picked up a kitchen knife to chop vegetables, gritting her silver teeth, "It's that bastard again." ”