The breeze is warm, and the murmuring of the mountain stream is in your ears.

At the platform on the side of the cliff, the white clouds flutter, as if within reach.

A small Taoist priest dressed in a cyan robe, standing upright with his feet side by side, his arms hanging down, his left palm inward attached to the side of his left leg, holding a sword in his right hand, holding the upper part of the sword hilt with his thumb, grasping the lower part of the handguard with his little finger and ring finger, and leaning his middle finger and index finger straight against the hilt of the sword, with his palms facing back, his abdomen and chest up, and his eyes looking straight ahead.

Subsequently, the little Taoist priest moved, his left hand was held into a sword finger, his arms were swinging to the left side, the palms were facing down, the height was at the same shoulder, and he looked at the left side, and then he moved non-stop, the left foot was preliminary to the left, and the upper body was twisted into a right lunge, and at the same time, the Taoist priest's arms were swinging flat to the right, with the left palm facing outwards and the right palm facing down.

Then, the little Taoist priest moved forward with his right foot, twisted his waist to the right into a right lunge, and at the same time held the sword in his right hand, handed it forward, and swept the long sword to the right.

After doing this, the little Taoist priest put away his long sword and stood with him.

This little Taoist priest is naturally Dai Daojin, and it has been more than ten days since the last time a new disciple was selected by the eldest teacher's uncle.

These days, Dai Daojin, a new disciple of Wudang, has a morning class every morning to recite Huang Ting, and at noon and Zishi to practice Wudang's introductory mental method to build a foundation, and in the morning to follow the senior brothers to practice Wudang's basic fist and foot swordsmanship.

Just now, Dai Daojin practiced the first two styles in the Wudang Songxi Xiaohua Sword Technique, smelling the chicken and dancing and sweeping the leaves with the wind. Dai Daojin secretly thought about the two moves just now, and the trick of smelling the chicken and dancing is to relax the whole body, and when the left and right swings are smooth and soft, the movements are slightly slower. When sweeping the leaves with the wind, the action should be large when sweeping the sword to the right, so that the sword body should be stretched forward as much as possible, and the sword should be slashed with a belt when sweeping, which is loose and fast, and as fast as lightning.

Dai Daojin slowly digested the results of the past few days of practice and turned them into his own martial arts nutrients, because Dai Daojin knew in his heart that any martial arts move is to recruit the dead and live, and it is not enough to just learn the moves, but also to know its principle, learn and use it lively, and the moves are used to death, and when you fight with others, you often suffer from yourself.

This Wudang Songxi Xiaohua swordsmanship, is Dai Daojin from Wudang a number of swordsmanship selected one, looking at the wooden sword in his hand, Dai Daojin thought, Xiaoao Jianghu is the late stage of the martial arts era, although his internal strength is not strong, but you can still start from the moves, you don't see our Linghu Shaoxia, from the beginning of the appearance, has been in a state of residual blood, although it has always been a sick look, but after learning Dugu Jiujian, in addition to those few top masters on the rivers and lakes, Linghu Chong can still beat most of the rivers and lakes.

Dai Daojin also has the meaning of saving the country from the aspect of moves, but he also understands that internal force is still fundamental, and when it reaches a certain level, internal force cultivation is still the key to winning or losing a struggle, unless Dai Daojin just wants to be a good player in the rivers and lakes and get by.

But when you come to this world, how can you be willing not to go to the top of the mountain to see, Dai Daojin squinted his eyes at the sunshine in the mountains, and said secretly in his heart.

......

Looking at the apprentice in front of him, Dao Xuanzi asked, "Chongxu, how are you practicing martial arts recently?"

Dai Daojin bowed down and replied respectfully: "Master Hui, the disciple's internal cultivation is still making slow progress these days, and Wudang Songxi Xiaohua Sword Technique has been learned for a while. ”

Dao Xuanzi looked at the disciple in front of him, with an indifferent face, and nodded secretly, although he was in a state of herding sheep for this disciple, but no matter what, he still hoped that this disciple could have some achievements, regardless of preferences, just human nature.

Dao Xuanzi said: "Your internal strength cultivation can be done slowly, you can't be in a hurry, Songxi Xiaohua swordsmanship is practiced well, and you have mastered a period in a short time, which shows that you have worked hard." ”

"You're very good, but you still can't rush it, understand?"

Dai Daojin bowed down and replied, "Yes, the disciple understands." ”

"Let's go down, if you have any problems in martial arts, you can ask your senior brother Dingxu. ”

The disciple understood, and the disciple retired. ”

Dai Daojin walked to his residence, his face was calm, and he thought as he walked, Wudang Songxi Xiaohua Sword Technique, what he mastered was not one section, but four full forty-eight styles. This swordsmanship is divided into four sections, and each section has twelve moves, even if Dai Daojin himself has "cheating", it took nearly half a month to master this swordsmanship. Yes, mastery, if it was just to memorize the sword moves, Dai Daojin might have taken less time.

After returning to the residence, Dai Daojin washed his hands and sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind slowly calmed down, and slowly the whole world seemed to disappear in Dai Daojin's perception.

Dai Daojin's mind seems to be infinitely amplified at this moment, countless thoughts in his mind come one after another, these thoughts were instantly cut off by Dai Daojin, Dai Daojin condensed his mind and imagined the Wudang Songxi Xiaohua swordsmanship he had learned, in an instant, every move and style of swordsmanship, like flowing water, crossed his heart, at this moment Dai Daojin felt that his ability to comprehend martial arts was instantly magnified, and the problems encountered when practicing during the day were practiced here, and the solution was thought out in an instant.

After a long time, Dai Daojin opened his eyes, his spirit was a little tired, he felt what he had just obtained, and knew that his mastery of this swordsmanship was much deeper, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The galaxy in the spiritual world is a meditation after a practice, and accidentally appeared in Dai Daojin's spiritual world, for this picture, Dai Daojin is both familiar and unfamiliar, familiar is that he has seen this scene in his previous life, but this scene is a painting.

Dai Daojin remembered that when he went to Kyoto for a meeting, the president of the National Taoist Association took himself to participate in his collection, in his collection room, there was a piece of paper that he carefully hid in the safe, and on this paper, there was a pattern, when he saw this pattern, when his eyes touched, as if he fell into it for a moment, Dai Daojin himself was startled, feeling a little weird, but then he reacted and felt that he might be dazzled.

The president proudly boasted to Dai Daojin that the origin of this picture is not ordinary, Dai Daojin asked, and the president explained that this picture is from a fragment of a manuscript written by a Taoist priest, Dai Daojin was still laughing at this old guy at the time, a piece of paper that fell from a book is still worth so treasured. Asked casually, what kind of book is written by a Taoist priest, the president replied with a smile, a book written by a Taoist priest surnamed Li and surnamed Yuan in the Tang Dynasty.

Retracting his thoughts, Dai Daojin thought about it, if it was really those two Taoist celebrities, I am afraid that the reason why he came to this world should be because of that picture, Dai Daojin had to sigh, the president got that picture for a long time, but he just treasured it, and he took a casual look......

Shaking his head, Dai Daojin also felt that how could things in the world be so coincidental, could this be what the Taoists call the blessing fate? Or what does his life have to do with that book?

When Dai Daojin thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh at his cranky thoughts, and said to himself: "It's better to take care of the present." ”

Having said that, this thought in my heart also remained in the depths of my heart.

After settling down, Dai Daojin thought about it, and it seemed that in a few days, he would have to get another light body kung fu and fist and foot kung fu.

A few days later, Dai Daojin chose the Eight Methods of Stumbling and Qingfeng Bu to practice, Dai Daojin also thought about choosing Taijiquan and Wudang Tiyunzong, but his accumulation was not enough, and the choice was not suitable for him, so after asking the opinion of Senior Brother Dingxu, he chose the two martial arts of Eight Methods of Stumbling and Qingfeng Bu, one boxing and one footwork, which was just suitable for himself.

In the following days, Dai Daojin was really busy and practiced seriously.

............

Just when Dai Daojin was seriously practicing martial arts in Wudang Mountain, the main altar of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect was on the Black Wood Cliff.

In the main hall, Dugu Jian, the leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect, sat in the north and faced south, sitting in the center, with a smile on his face, standing on both sides of the left and right envoys, counting the four newly promoted below, the ten elders of the Demon Sect were impressively listed.

"Disciple to see Master. "In the temple, a child of five or six years old fell on his knees and touched the ground with his forehead.

"Ask the master for tea. The child looked up, and his eyes were fierce.

Dugu Jian stood up, walked to the bottom of the steps, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all, and said with a smile: "Okay, from today onwards, you will be the closed disciple of this seat." ”

Everyone in the hall bowed down to congratulate: "Congratulations to the sect leader for his good disciple." ”

The smile on Dugu Jian's face was even worse.

Except for Dugu Jian, everyone looked at this child surnamed Ren, and they all had their own ideas, after the apprentice of this sect leader grew up, he would inevitably be in an important position, and he didn't know whose interests would be touched at that time.