There is a Taoist temple on this Wudang Mountain, called Shangqing Palace, there are nearly 1,000 Taoist priests in the palace, the scale is very large, those Taoist priests are no different from ordinary monks, but they rarely ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

They read scriptures and recited the Tao on the mountain, kept the precepts and practiced purely, and lived a very hard life, and it was because of this that they were able to preserve their strength in this troubled era.

The only difference is that in addition to the homework of the disciples of the Three Qing Dynasties, they also have a more important job - sword training.

Whenever the morning sun rises, in the wide courtyard of the Shangqing Palace, a dazzling sword light swells, and the morning glow reflects each other, which is a wonder.

The Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain have dedicated their life's karma to swordsmanship, passed down from generation to generation, swordsmanship is becoming more and more refined, and swordsmanship is becoming more and more domineering.

On this day, the cooking bell had just sounded in the Shangqing Palace, and the disciples who practiced swords were preparing to eat, but in terms of time, it was a little late.

However, this is the rule handed down by the ancestors of Wudang dynasties, it can also be said that experience, the way of swordsmanship, are more important than the cultivation of qi, must be in the early morning on an empty stomach, learn the sword in order to concentrate and achieve great success.

Outside the Zhenwu Hall of Shangqing Palace, there are several tourists who are dressed extraordinarily, originally Shangqing Palace is different from the general popular temple, and tourists are not allowed to visit.

However, some people who did not know were still attracted by the magnificent buildings of the Shangqing Palace, and they broke into a daze, most of these people were scribes and scholars who did not understand martial arts, and Wudang still received them very politely in order to abide by the duties of the monks.

However, there are two characteristics: the first is that incense is not accepted, because Wudang itself has an industry, and the second is very special, climbers are not allowed to wear swords.

That is the Wudang founder Zhao Quantong set the rules, there is only one way to climb the view, halfway there is a sword pool, a sword pavilion, a sword stone, etc., all of which are guarded by special personnel.

Whoever gets there must untie his sword, give it to them for safekeeping, and return it when he descends the mountain, and although such a rule is not very reasonable, it is rarely wrong.

Because the martial arts people who know are shocked by the reputation of Wudang, they automatically follow the rules and untie the sword, and those who don't know rarely wear swords.

But the five people who came to the door today are very special.

In particular, a young man in brocade at the head of the leader, with a long sword hanging from his waist, the scabbard is decorated with gems, and the hilt is inlaid with pearls.

This young man has a handsome appearance, a graceful bearing, long hair tied up with a golden hoop, a jade belt around the waist, gorgeous clothes, and the appearance of a son.

The other four people, three men and one woman, were all middle-aged and beautifully dressed, but they were much worse than the young people, and the discerning person could see that they were followers.

Meng Su, the disciple of Si Xiang on duty in the main hall, is only twenty-five or six years old, but he is the second generation master of Wudang, and he is also the first disciple of the head of Wudang, and he is also the heir of the head of the house.

Thinking that this must be the negligence of the disciples on duty below, they did not notice this.

This kind of thing had happened a few times before, so he still politely stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Childe came to our view, I don't know what advice?"

The young man smiled lightly and said: "In Xia Zhu Baijie, I inherited my father's order, traveled abroad to see and hear, and I have heard for a long time that there is Hongxuan Zhenren's hand Ze Mobao on Wudang Mountain, and I specially came to pay respects. ”

Meng Su was slightly stunned, and said with a faint smile: "I'm afraid that Gongzi is mistaken, this Hongxuan's handwriting is in the Shangqing Palace in Maoshan, although it has the same name as the Guanguan, but it is thousands of miles away." ”

The young man named Zhu Baijie sighed before he said: "That's reckless, I only know that there is a Hongxuan handwritten Tao Te Ching commentary hidden in the Shangqing Palace, but I don't know that there are two places in the Shangqing Palace." ”

Meng Su smiled slightly and said: "There are no less than hundreds of Taoist temples in the world that are famous for the Qing Dynasty, if the prince uses these three words as a basis, I am afraid it will take several years of hard work to find them one by one!"

Zhu Baijie nodded and said: "I am fortunate to have the guidance of the Taoist chief, and I will not run the wrong road next time, and this trip is not nothing. ”

Meng Su saw that he didn't know anything about Wudang, and decided that he was not a person in the martial arts, so he smiled and said: "The door of the temple view of the world will always be opened for believers from all directions. ”

Zhu Baijie said with a smile: "The Taoist chief needs to show his heart in the next time? Ji Wu! Take fifty taels of gold as incense. ”

One of the middle-aged people behind him immediately took out five golden ingots from his sleeve and placed them on the offering table in front of the statue.

Meng Su couldn't help but be stunned again, deeply shocked by the arrogance of this young man's move, although the gold was not enough to move his heart, but fifty taels of gold was enough to build a large hall, so he turned to doubt the identity of this young man.

Seeing that he didn't react, Zhu Baijie asked with a smile: "Dao Chief, but it's too thin?"

Meng Su hurriedly shook his hand and said: "The prince misunderstood, the production of the temple is coarse and self-sufficient, and the example is not subject to incense, and he is generous and hospitable to the son. ”

Zhu Baijie suddenly laughed and said: "The Taoist vision is too fine, this sword is the ancestral heirloom of the Han family, it is not easy to be golden, and it is worth a fortune." ”

Meng Su saw that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Childe is mistaken, Xiaodao doesn't want Childe's sword, because of the regulations of this view, tourists are not allowed to climb the mountain with a sword, and there is a sword stone at the foot of the mountain, and according to the rules, Childe should untie his sword there." ”

Zhu Baijie said slightly: "When you went down the mountain, why didn't you see it?"

Meng Su said slightly: "The Sword Solving Stone and the Sword Solving Pavilion are all in the middle of the mountain, not only have a special person to guard them, but also have a horizontal plaque to read, how can the son not see it?"

Zhu Baijie smiled lightly and said: "In the middle of the mountain, I have indeed seen a spring pool, there is a mountain pavilion next to the pool, and a stone tablet has been erected next to the pavilion, but the words on the tablet do not match what the Taoist said, and the inscription on the plaque on the pavilion is not as the Taoist said." ”

Meng Su exclaimed: "That's obviously the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Stone!" Zhu Baijie chuckled: "No, there are only two words on it, Sword Pavilion and Sword Stone!" Meng Su exclaimed: "How is this possible?"

Zhu Baijie said with a smile: "I have skimmed poetry and books for a few days, and I don't know a little about it, I still recognize these words, and I don't think three words are two words!"

Meng Su's face changed, and he hurriedly walked towards the giant bell next to the hall, and Zhu Baijie followed him and said with a smile: "The Taoist chief promised to lead the tour of your place, why didn't you start?"

Meng Su said anxiously: "Please forgive me, Poor Dao is a little urgent at the moment." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to push the mallet and struck it at the bell, striking twice each time, and after striking four times in a row, the hall was immediately filled with the buzzing of bells.

After the bell rang, three or four young Taoists came out of the hall, and asked Meng Sudao in surprise: "Senior brother, it's not time to change the value, what are you going to do with the brothers below?"

Meng Su said anxiously: "There is something important to ask them. ”

Those few Daoists looked at him blankly, and after a while, Meng Su's eyes were fixed on the outside of the hall gate, and he said anxiously: "Strange! Why haven't they come up yet?"

Zhu Baijie suddenly smiled and said, "It turns out that the Taoist chief rang the bell to summon several Taoist leaders from the middle of the mountain to come up......"

Meng Su said very anxiously: "Yes, about the inscriptions on the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Solving Stone, Poor Dao wants to ask them clearly to see what is going on?"

Zhu Baijie smiled and said: "I'm afraid they won't come up for a while, and when they passed there, I saw those Taoist leaders crowded in the pavilion and fell asleep, and Gao Meng was sweet." ”

Meng Su's expression changed and said, "How is it possible? The disciples on duty there have heavy responsibilities and should not neglect their duties. ”

Zhu Baijie laughed and said: "Maybe because Guiguan has been famous for a long time and has never had an accident, those Taoist masters are also happy to steal a leisure, spring sleep is not aware, and it is an infinite pleasure to steal a dream in the floating life." ”

"Senior brother, little brother go down and take a look. Meng Su nodded, the Taoist was about to leave, Meng Su's face suddenly sank, and he ordered in a deep voice to the other Daoists: "Please go with the junior disciples and carry those people back." ”

Those people were stunned, and Meng Su said with a calm face: "Don't ask more, go quickly!"

A few people went inexplicably, and Meng Su's face turned soothing, and he made a mockery to Zhu Baijie, and said calmly: "Please follow the poor road to the apse for sightseeing." ”

Zhu Baijie couldn't help but be stunned, but his expression was very calm, and he smiled slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, please do so." ”

Meng Su didn't say a word, silently leading the way, Zhu Baijie gestured to the four people behind him, and followed him.

Passing through the main hall is an empty courtyard, which is also the place where Wudang disciples practice swords every day, Meng Su walked to the center and suddenly stopped.

He turned around, his face was already full of anger, and he said in a calm throat: "What is the festival between Childe and our family, to make such a big joke?"

Zhu Baijie laughed and said: "The Taoist chief is really worthy of being a disciple of the Taoist family, especially worthy of being the successor of the head of Wudang. ”

Meng Su choked and pulled out the long sword under his waist, and said solemnly: "The main hall is a sacred place, and as a disciple of the Three Qing Sects, Poor Dao can't blaspheme the Holy Spirit there. ”

Zhu Baijie smiled slightly: "I don't change my name in the next life, I don't change my surname when I die, Zhu Baijie is just a scholar, and he doesn't have any special identity, as for the intention, it's simpler, because he has heard of Wudang swordsmanship in Xia, and he is unique in martial arts, and his heart is famous, so he came to see it." ”

Meng Su said angrily: "Martial arts fellows, confirming what you have learned, this is a very common thing, why did the son destroy the Sword Solving Stone Pavilion of the Sect and hurt the disciples of this sect?"

Zhu Baijie smiled and said: "I came to ask for swordsmanship, of course I can't go up the mountain empty-handed, but your faction is not allowed to carry a sword to climb the mountain, so I have to change the rules for your faction, and dare to cut off the words on the pavilion stone, of course those priests on duty will not agree." ”

Meng Su said angrily: "So Gongzi killed them!"

Zhu Baijie shook his head and said: "The Taoist is serious, how can he kill and injure people casually in the family motto of the young people, it's just that I will follow them and restrain their acupoints." ”

Meng Su glanced at the four people behind him, and his heart was full of war.

Because the disciples of the Wudang faction under the mountain are all the top choices, but they are easily restrained, and they don't even have the opportunity to warn upwards, then these four people's skills must be extraordinary, and they are already so clever in following them, not to mention their masters.

It's just that in the martial arts, there are quite a few kendo masters, and I haven't heard of this family with the surname Zhu, it seems that this young man is quite skilled.

After pondering for a while, he raised his sword and said loudly: "What Gongzi did is really a great shame for Wudang, and as a disciple of Wudang, he can't afford to offend Gongzi! Today, only by leaving Gongzi's sword can Wudang give an account to his fellow martial artists in the world." ”

Zhu Baijie snorted slightly, turned around and said, "Ji Wu! You go out and ask this Taoist chief for advice." ”

The middle-aged man agreed, took off the burden on his body and handed it to the person next to him, and took a few steps in front of Meng Su.

Meng Su couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw that he only called one person out, and said with a slight anger: "The poor way is to ask the son for advice. ”

Zhu Baijie didn't say anything, the middle-aged man named Ji Wu was already stunned, and said disdainfully: "You are also worthy of calling the battle to Gongzi, it is already polite for me to teach you a lesson, little Taoist!

Meng Su saw that the middle-aged man's eyes were full of brilliance and his bearing was quite extraordinary, but his exit was too arrogant, so he also said unceremoniously: "Under the Wudang sect, he never makes a move against an empty-handed enemy. ”

The middle-aged man laughed wildly and said, "Little Taoist, I don't know how well you practice your sword, but in terms of vision and experience, you really should work hard for a few years." ”

After speaking, he raised one hand, withdrew a ray of blue light from his waist, shook it in the wind, and turned into a long sword with a strange shape, the sword body twisted like a snake.