(146) Lantern Festival

It stands to reason that Ling Muyu is not an unpunctual person who does not know the priorities, and the ten major sects and gangs of the Meizhuang Conference were all invited to send representatives to participate, and he Wudang was the other six of the seven Xuanmen scholars who rushed to Zhejiang before August 15 to meet. And he is clever, naturally there is no reason not to go, all of this has to start from the Lantern Festival, a letter for help received on Wudang Mountain.

It has been more than two years since Wudang became famous since the seven soldiers of Xuanmen went down the mountain to become famous, and in the past two years, the seven people led by Xiao Yun have really done some amazing things in the rivers and lakes and have made a lot of fame. Just after the New Year, in the Zixiao Palace of Wudang Mountain, there is an endless stream of people who worship the mountain and seek Taoism.

After the real martial arts view, it is the back mountain of Wudang, which has always been only Wudang disciples or friends who have been invited to enter, so it is still quiet at this time, and the bustle of the Taoist temple in the front hall has formed two completely different sides. Wudang Mountain Lingying Peak, not far from the grinding needle hole and the night void rock, there is a small Taoist temple, in the past was the daily residence of the Taoist chief of the divine machine, since the Wudang accident ten years ago, here is the disciple to live, for the master to guard the spirit and practice martial arts. At this time, the fire soul Zi Qin Muhai and Shanyang Zi Yihang had just passed the New Year, trying to find the Sky Demon Shadow again, Bingxian Zi Nangong Aolan and Xuanqi Zi Qi Qinggui had just recovered from their injuries in the previous battle with Ziyuan Jushi, and after staying on Wudang Mountain for a few days, they also bid farewell to their senior brothers and brothers and went down the mountain again. At this time, in the former residence of Songfeng, although the lights were shining, it was very quiet, and indoors, Xiao Yun put down the yellowed book in his hand, and then sighed.

"What's the matter, Brother Master, has encountered a bottleneck?" Lu Mengshuang on the side looked at the white Wudang Mountain scenery outside the window, and asked casually. "Alas", Xiao Yun said: "The bottleneck is not counted, the Tai Chi swordsmanship is extremely wonderful, the master is not there, just relying on a few of us to draw a scoop according to the gourd, relying on these cheats to practice, it is always not the essential." Come to think of it, I guess I'm too stupid. ”

"Senior brother is too humble to say this, saying that he is not the essential, but he can also be counted as knowing two percent, and when the master is twenty-five years old, he may not be able to learn these two percent. Ling Muyu's voice came from outside the door, and as he spoke, the door was pushed open by him, and he was swept into a little wind and snow. Ling Muyu saw the unhappiness on Lu Mengshuang's face for the first time, and hurriedly closed the door.

Xiao Yun saw that Ling Muyu's hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, and he had obviously become a white-haired old man, and said, "Running to the back mountains all day long, fiddling with your herbs, even on such a snowy day." If you have this time, you can also carefully refer to how good this Tai Chi sword book is. Ling Muyu walked far away from Lu Mengshuang, shook off the snow on his body, and replied indifferently: "I have already read that Tai Chi sword book, the moves are simple, but the generals are powerless. Besides, with the cultivation of the senior brother, I can't even think of the trick, so I, the real fur cultivation, won't join in the fun. ”

"Heh, it's as lazy and useless as ever. Lu Mengshuang quipped on the side. Ling Muyu's face was slightly red, and he was not angry, obviously he was used to it. Xiao Yun didn't think about the sword book anymore at this time, and asked, "Didn't you see a doctor in the side hall of Zixiao Palace and treat those people? Why did you come back at this time? and still have time to fiddle with your medicine garden?"

"It's all some headaches and brain fever, ordinary doctors can treat them, but some people just want to walk these dozens of miles of mountain roads to find the psychological comfort of 'Wudang magic medicine', such a waste of each other's time, the younger brother thought about it, or not to do it. Ling Muyu said, took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Xiao Yun, and said, "What's more, there is a more important thing for me to be a disciple of Wudang, the Seven Scholars of Xuanmen, to do at this moment." ”

Xiao Yun opened the letter, glanced at it twice, and asked: "Fujian Fuzhou Ailao Mountain Mountain Bandits? This road is really not close, I didn't expect that the fame of several of my people has spread to Fujian, and the local friends in the rivers and lakes can also afford us." ”

Ling Muyu smiled embarrassedly, and said: "What is the large number of people, the bandit leader's martial arts are not low, and it is just a group of rabble, their local darts are afraid of hurting their muscles and bones to pay for the bereavement fee, and turn to the Wuyue Sword Sect and Shaolin, people have their own big things to do, how can they go all the way to send people to help." Thinking about it, my Wudang disciple has been running around all over the world in the past few years, regardless of size, and he is the best thug. ”

Xiao Yun also smiled: "Okay, don't complain." The road is far away, you wait for me for a day, I will pack up, and go to Fujian with you early tomorrow morning. ”

Ling Muyu shook his head and said, "Senior brother misunderstood, junior brother is just here to resign." "You want to go alone?" Xiao Yun exclaimed. Ling Muyu replied: "Of course, it's just a group of rabble mountain bandits, can't the master believe me?" Xiao Yun waved his hand and said: "Of course not, the sixth brother's understanding is not below anyone, this is what the master said back then, but you have never been very active about this kind of thing, how can you get it this time?"

Ling Muyu said: "I don't want to be active this time, it's just that the second brother and they have all gone down the mountain, and he Shaolin and Wuyue can't look down on things, if the senior brother is allowed to go out in person, wouldn't it be even more like killing chickens with a knife." But as a chivalrous way, if you are indifferent when you receive a request for help, you can't say anything. When the younger brother thought about it, he had to be positive. Xiao Yungang wanted to ask, "Isn't there still your Senior Sister Lu?" Over there, Lu Mengshuang already said coldly: "I don't like to be with people who are too poor in martial arts, I have to protect my junior brother while removing bandits, I'm too tired." ”

Xiao Yun looked at Ling Muyu, who was standing over there with an expected appearance, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Then this time, the sixth brother will go alone." With your wisdom and martial arts, a group of mountain bandits are naturally not a problem, go early and return early, the road is far away, a few days ago, the Wuyue Sword sent a letter to the main envoy of the Fox League, inviting me Wudang to participate in the Meizhuang Conference in Hangzhou on August 15, I have agreed, at that time I will participate in the seven soldiers of Xuanmen as representatives of Wudang, the importance of this conference does not need me to say more. ”

Ling Muyu nodded and said, "Junior brother understands, senior brother rest assured." The first day of August will meet in Huzhou, and I will not forget it. ”

Xiao Yun said goodbye to his brothers and sisters, and went down to Wudang Mountain that day. All the way to the south, the weather in the south was very mild, and when Ling Muyu arrived in Fuzhou, he had already dragged off his cotton clothes and was relaxed, but Ling Muyu's heart was not relaxed at all.

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