The next morning, only half an hour before the Meizhuang Conference, Songfeng finished breakfast and meditated in his room, but when he saw his little apprentice coming back sullenly, he asked curiously: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong? You weren't there at breakfast just now, where did you go?"

"Master," Ling Muyu snorted, "You say I'm useless, last night I wrestled with a few little monks in Shaolin, and I lost every time, and then they laughed at me and said that what is the use of eating, it's not as good as their fasting every day." ”

When Song Feng heard this, he became even more curious, and said: "Therefore, you don't eat breakfast with everyone in the morning? Why, this time I changed sex?" Ling Muyu whispered: "No, I'm used to losing the competition, mainly, mainly, when I was ridiculed yesterday, Sister Yuxi was also there." ”

Daoist Songfeng looked at Ling Muyu like this, and couldn't help but think of what he and his brothers looked like when they were young, and secretly sighed that time urged people to grow old, and asked, "Does Master eat a lot of meat?" Ling Muyu shook his head, but he didn't know what Master meant, and Songfeng asked again: "Then what do you think of Master's skills?" Ling Muyu nodded heavily this time. Song Feng said: "That's it, we people in the rivers and lakes, whether it is cultivating the Tao or cultivating Buddhism, eating meat and vegetables is just a form, and the important thing is not the outside, but the inside. ”

Ling Muyu said respectfully: "Please also ask Master for advice." Songfeng said slowly: "The herbivore is good at walking and foolish, the meat-eater is brave and fierce, the grain eater is wise and skillful, and the qi-eater is divine." We in Wudang are cultivating the yin and yang qi of heaven and earth, and seeking the way of balance of all things, which is the most important core. ”

Ling Muyu was thoughtful, Song Feng rubbed his head, and said, "You think about it here, Master and Uncle are going to the main hall to attend the conference." You are a very intelligent child, but you are much more stupid in your own affairs. As he spoke, he turned around and left, leaving Ling Muyu alone.

"May I ask if it's Senior Brother Ling?" Ling Muyu pondered, but saw a little monk about twelve or thirteen years old coming outside the house. Ling Muyu replied: "Wudang disciple Ling Muyu, dare to ask this senior brother what is the matter with me?" The little master made a peer salute and said: "Little monk Shaolin is greedy master disciple, stop your heart, last night I sent a disciple to be ignorant, and I offended Senior Brother Ling in words, and the little monk came to apologize." ”

Ling Muyu is not a person who is easy to hate, and at this time, he has been instructed by his master, and he has already forgotten about the little monk last night. Hurriedly returned the salute and said: "It turned out to be a disciple of the first seat of the Shaolin Discipline Academy, and the junior brother visited Senior Brother Xinzhi, why mention such a trivial matter, if you don't say it, I have forgotten it." ”

Seeing that Ling Muyu was generous, he also admired himself in his heart, the elders had already gone to the conference at this time, and there was nothing to do, so the two continued to talk here, but the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

At this time, a light footstep entered this conversation, "Brother Xiaoyu, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to play a game, I borrowed a set of chess pieces from the housekeeper." "But it was Cheng Yuxi who came to find Ling Muyu. Cheng Yuxi ran into the house, but found that there was another person, but it was a little monk he had never seen.

Ling Muyu introduced to the two parties: "Sister Yuxi, this is Senior Brother Shaolin's Heart, Senior Brother, this is Miss Cheng, the newly recruited disciple of Master Emei Wuwei. The two saluted each other, Ling Muyu looked at the black and white two sons mentioned by Cheng Yuxi, and said regretfully: "Now there are chess pieces, but there is no chessboard." ”

The heart on the side stopped: "What's so difficult about that, nineteen roads in vertical and horizontal, dark and day." As he spoke, he took out a large piece of paper, picked up the pen on the table, and scratched it up. Ling Muyu said happily: "Wonderful! Wonderful! It turns out that Senior Brother is also a person in this way." Then he also paddled together. Xinzhi said modestly: "I have only played a few games occasionally, and I have not yet found the door to this way of Go, so how can I talk about this way." ”

Cheng Yuxi watched the two of them draw a decent chessboard in a short time, and said with a smile: "Don't be modest two of you, see the real chapter on the chessboard." Xin Zhi excused himself and said: "Senior Sister Cheng is here, isn't it just to exchange chess with Senior Brother Ling, how can the little monk go beyond his bounds." Cheng Yuxi said: "It's okay, it's not that it's only this time, I'll go down with Brother Xiaoyu in the future, don't shirk it, Senior Brother Xinzhi." ”

Xinzhi was already very obsessed with this way of chess, but it was difficult for him to find a friend in the Shaolin Temple, and he was itching at the moment, so he no longer shirked. After the two guessed first, they arranged it from time to time, and from time to time, or rushing, or chopping, or flying, or closing the ground in the meantime, sticky, broken, gathered, and robbed to fight, and unconsciously, it was already hanging in the middle of the day.

The two made more than 200 moves, but they were still inseparable, and they couldn't think of a way to win. Cheng Yuxi said on the side at this time: "I don't dare to go first, and I don't dare to go first." The two senior brothers are active, and this time they are not up and down. ”

Ling Muyu took the lead in getting up and said, "Senior Brother Xinzhi's chess skills are profound, and Senior Brother admires him very much. "The heart is also modest, and he praises Senior Brother Ling for his chess skills. At that moment, the three of them packed up the chess pieces, and they chatted again, from Go to their respective sects of martial arts, but there was a disagreement here, and Ling Muyu stopped the two from arguing.

"My master often said that the world is disturbed by greed, hatred, ignorance, and foolishness, trapped by wine, lust, and wealth, and still wanders in the red dust, and cannot wake up. Only by leaving behind earthly things can a monk find the way. Xinzhi said this, but was retorted by Ling Muyu: "I often hear Master say that those who are born must enter the world deeply, otherwise they can't go through the chaos first, the rivers and lakes are disturbed, and the monk may be able to find the way of one person, but if you want to save Hongchen, you must first enter Hongchen and understand Hongchen." ”

Xinzhi said to Cheng Yuxi: "Senior Sister Cheng, Emei Jinding has always been profound in Buddhism, I think you agree with my point of view." Cheng Yuxi shook his head and said: "I worship my subordinates, but I am a lay disciple, I don't understand the truth of Buddhism, but I like what Brother Xiaoyu said If you want to save Hongchen, you have to enter Hongchen." I remember that my mother raised a pot of southern camellias, called Hongchenke, which was beautiful. ”

Xin Zhiqi said: "I heard that the camellia of Dali is difficult to grow and survive in other places, and Senior Sister Cheng actually has this thing in her house." Cheng Yuxi said proudly: "That's nature, not only Hongchenke, but also feather clothes, step-by-step lotus, eighteen bachelors, and many types that I can't name, my mother can take care of them very well." Cheng Yuxi suddenly thought that those flowers and plants had already been swallowed up by the sea of fire like weeping poplars, "The flowers are gone, and my mother will replant them next year, but now, my mother will never come back." Thinking of this, he lowered his head and said, "Those beautiful scenery, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see them again in this life." ”

Ling Muyu knew that she thought of the past again, and said at the moment: "Sister Yuxi, don't worry, when you return to Emei Jinding this time, you will definitely come to me on Wudang Mountain when you have the opportunity in the future, and I will definitely be waiting for you on the mountain full of strange flowers and plants." Even if it's hard to survive, I'll definitely think of a way. ”

Cheng Yuxi was moved in his heart, and wanted to say something more, but he heard the commotion outside, thinking that the meeting in Meizhuang was over. At that moment, Xinzhi and Cheng Yuxi could only say goodbye to each other and go back to Shaolin and Emeimen.

Ling Muyu also walked out of the room and greeted Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qingyuan and others. But I saw that the master and the eight uncles were all frowning, and their faces were full of worry.

"I never thought that the martial arts of the people in the Sky Alliance were so high. "When I first arrived in the Central Plains, I besieged and killed the head of Linghu, which was really a disaster for martial arts. "This trip to Jiangnan will definitely let these demon clowns taste the power of my True Martial Seven Interception Formation, and know the name of my Wudang Eight Sons." ”......

Songfeng Dao Chang listened to the discussion of the brothers, although the matter of the Ferris Alliance was urgent, but if he wanted to come to the righteous people with one heart and one mind, it should be no problem, but what he was thinking about at this time was the song "Smiling Proud Jianghu Song" played by Hu Yusheng and Han Suqin as usual before the end of the previous conference, he also heard this song five years ago, but this time, the music reflected people's hearts, and there seemed to be something more in the song, which made him feel uneasy.

Song Feng saw that the disciples had all gathered, and said in his heart: "It is estimated that I am sensitive and think too much, for now, let's deal with what has happened first, those small doubts, and then think about it slowly in the future." So he said to his disciples: "The leaders and elite disciples of the Western Regions Ferris Alliance have gone to Jiangnan together, according to the reliable information of the Wuyue Sword Sect, this time they intend to control the Jiangnan Martial Arts, and they have already attacked my righteous people before, and even the head of Linghu has been injured a little. After the discussion of the major factions, led by the Wuyue Sword Faction, the two first seats of Shaolin Breaking the Suspicion, the elder of the beggar gang and the two helmsmen, the two masters of Emei Wuwei Wuwei, the old hero of Kongtong Yang and my Wudang Jiudao, and more than 20 other large and small gangs, went to the Jiangnan den of the Ferris League, and drove them out of the Central Plains before they could harm the martial arts. ”

Song Feng said to Qing Yuan: "This time the other party is all master elites, you young disciples go to be a drag, you will take the lead and take the juniors and disciples back to Wudang Mountain Zixiao Palace, I and your masters, after this matter graduates, and then return to the mountain." ”

Qing Yuan received the order and ordered the junior disciples to go back to the house to pack up, Ling Muyu was about to go back to clean up when he was called by Song Feng, Song Feng said slowly: "Good boy, you have to work hard to practice when you go back to the mountain this time, and the master will be the first to assess you when he returns to the mountain." ”

Ling Muyu nodded and replied, "Master, you and your uncles should also be careful, the disciples will practice seriously." With that, he turned around and chased after the brothers. Cheng Yuxi also ran over from Emei's queue at this time, and said to her: "Brother Xiaoyu, thank you for taking care of you along the way, we will see you in the rivers and lakes in the future, I want to go back to Emei." Saying that, he gave Ling Muyu a handkerchief, and ran back to the Emei disciples, tears flashing on his face. Ling Muyu slowly opened the handkerchief in his hand, and it was embroidered with bamboo, emerald green and straight bamboo. There is a line of words written with a pen next to it, and the handwriting is sloppy, and it looks like it was written in a hurry. "Don't forget to promise me flowers. ”

Song Feng looked at the backs of his disciples, and said to himself in his heart: "The inheritance of Wudang, the future of martial arts, will fall on these children in the future, what we have to do now is to fulfill what our generation should do." ”

In the main hall of Meizhuang, at this time, all the heroes had gone back to prepare, and at this time, only Linghu Yusheng and Han Suqin were left, Han Suqin asked lightly: "Brother Sheng, do you have anything to tell me?" Linghu Yusheng said: "This Jiangnan incident, don't go, so as not to distract me." After thinking about it, Han Suqin said, "Okay, since you don't want me to participate, I won't go, you pay attention to safety along the way, and I hope you and your senior brothers will succeed." ”

Linghu Yusheng argued: "It's not that I don't want you to go, it's just." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Suqin: "I want to send my teachers and nephews back to Wudang, first, I don't feel at ease with them, and second, I haven't been back for many years, I want to go back to see." Linghu Yusheng said: "That's very good, wait for this matter, I happened to go to lie in Wudang with Senior Brother Songfeng." "Then I'll go first, while Master Xiao and his nephews haven't left yet, you should be careful." With that, Han Suqin walked out.

Han Suqin touched her chest, there was a letter handed over to her by Senior Brother Songfeng before, and she thought of Senior Brother Songfeng's words: "If anything happens to us on this trip to the sky, give this letter to me Mu Yu Apprentice, and let him open it with him Senior Brother Qingxi and Senior Brother Xiao." ”

Han Suqin thought that her husband was also hurt by the Ferris Alliance before, and she couldn't help but worry about this expedition. But she can't express it as directly and worry about it as she did in the past. She is no longer the Zixiao Frost who can be willful, she is Mrs. Linghu, the wife of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance. All she can show is that the clouds are light and the wind is light, just like the sea of clouds on the top of Wudang Mountain that she first saw thirty years ago.

"Today is August 15, the day of reunion. The full moon on the top of Wudang Mountain, how many years have I not seen it?"