A little old man, full of white hair......

was originally admired by the world as the head of the Wudang Sect, the fairy wind and bones, crying bitterly at the moment, as if he had suffered some great grievance, and he hugged Lu Chunliang's thigh without any image, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Senior nephew Qingshan, you are crying here as the head of the dignified martial arts, what kind of system has you become!" Lu Chunliang's face was solemn, and he hurriedly reprimanded: "Don't let go quickly!"

"Uncle Xiao, you have been deceived so miserably!" The head of the little old man raised his head, his old eyes were watery, but he didn't let go, but hugged him tighter, "Little uncle, don't lie to your nephew anymore." Tell Poor Dao, what kind of realm is your old man now? You're about to become an immortal, why don't you go down the mountain?"

"Cheng Xian, what Cheng Immortal?" Lu Chunliang was stunned when he heard this.

I'm still sitting in Qingyun Cave, every day with five grains and miscellaneous mothers, mortal in the flesh, why am I going to become immortals?

Who the hell is the wicked? Spreading rumors, trying to harm me!

Lu Chunliang was shocked and angry.

"Little Uncle, Poor Dao knows the ambition of your old man, Uncle Xiao, and seeks the Tao wholeheartedly, not in the world. But your old man is too low-key, isn't it? If you don't go up the mountain again, won't you be a little uncle, and you will soon be flying to the immortal realm! In the future, all the teachers and nephews will no longer be able to fulfill their filial piety in front of your old man's knees......" The more the little old man spoke, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help crying bitterly.

Lu Chunliang smiled bitterly.

I'm a good person, how can I be said by you to look like you want to be separated forever.

"Become an immortal?" and the other party took a bite of "becoming an immortal", which made him cry and laugh.

I'm still honestly practicing martial arts and building a foundation!

If you're not even a master, why do you become an immortal?

What a joke!

The only connection between myself and the immortals is that the immortals glared at me, so I hung up......

Where did this rumor come from?

Lu Chunliang thought about it for a moment and understood.

The reason for this misunderstanding may really fall on your head!

He must have performed the superior light skill of spiraling ascension to heaven on the preaching cliff, crossing the cliff, and the special effects were too terrifying, which caused a series of misunderstandings.

Is...... Rumors are as fierce as a tiger!

Martial arts is martial arts.

practiced martial arts well and became an immortal cultivator......

He, Lu Chunliang, didn't believe it first!

"Senior nephew Qingshan, you misunderstood! That's not a flying immortal at all, it's just that our Wudang light skill ladder Yunzong!" Lu Chunliang tried to explain again.

"No, I don't believe it!" Zheng Qingshan shook his head frantically, his old eyes hazy.

If it is a delicate girl, it is naturally cute.

But it was an old man with wrinkled sixties, which made Lu Chunliang feel cold.

At this time, Zheng Qingshan said quietly: "My biggest achievement in Wudang Tiyunzong is the head of the first two generations, that is, your master, the little uncle, the ancestor of the poor road, but his old man can only take nine steps in the air. And the second junior disciple with the highest light skill in Wudang today is just seven steps in the air!

But if you really make it a ladder and cross the Feilai Peak, the nephew has made a rough calculation, even if you cross a hundred zhang in one step, your old man will have to take at least a hundred steps in the air! Is it still martial arts? Isn't it what is the ascension of an immortal? Uncle Junior, don't fool your nephew anymore!"

You have a point, and I'm speechless!

Lu Chunliang was speechless for a while.

He can't say that he added a little special effect to Tiyunzong.

The point is, he wants to say, who will believe it?

I... It's hard!

Hey, it's all my goddamn talent!

Just when Lu Chunliang was pondering the wording and thinking hard about explaining, Zheng Qingshan suddenly seemed to think of something again, shook his head, and sighed deeply, "I understand, junior uncle." I understand everything, you don't have to explain it anymore. Explanation is a cover-up!"

What?

What the hell do you understand? I don't even understand it myself!

Hey, listen to your little uncle!

I haven't explained it yet, so it's a cover-up?

Lu Chunliang felt bad, and his teacher and nephew obviously fell into some kind of strange thinking again, and began to make up for it frantically.

He was just about to speak, but was forcibly interrupted again by the latter, "Uncle Junior, you are a genius in martial arts, you are born with a unique martial arts genius. The nephew still remembers that the little uncle was only eight years old when he entered the martial arts, but he was able to endure loneliness, flew to the peak alone, and practiced hard for ten years, which can be called a natural son of the Great Dao. Now, the cultivation of the little uncle must have reached a realm unimaginable to ordinary people, and the nephew does not dare to speculate. ”

"But what my nephew knows is that you are so low-key, little uncle, just because you will break away from the mundane at any time and become an immortal, for fear that you will be too deeply involved with the red dust and contaminated with cause and effect. It's just that your old man is a little uncle of Wudang, how can you bear to abandon your nephew and many nephews and grandnephews. I'd like to hear your teachings from the old man......"

The head of the little old man complained again and again, and he was very reluctant, and his little eyes seemed to be like a little daughter-in-law who was abandoned by her husband on the wedding night, full of grievances.

Lu Chunliang's goosebumps fell to the ground, and he wanted to explain, "Senior nephew Qingshan, you are too worried." I ......"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by Zheng Qingshan and sighed deeply.

"Uncle Xiao has become an immortal, not a person in the world, after all, he will return to the feather, and his nephew will never dare to delay Uncle Xiao's great cause of immortality. But Uncle Xiao, you are a pedantic and a martial artist, there is no one before or after, but you haven't even left a little inheritance, how can you bear it!"

The regret and reluctance in the words simply made the listener sad and the listener shed tears.

Lu Chun's conscience also felt a strong sense of guilt, as if he had committed something heinous.

That's it, that's it......

Who to teach is not to teach!

Since the special effect martial arts, it can be passed on!

He, Lu Chunliang, is not a stingy person.

For these various misunderstandings, Lu Chunliang is too lazy to explain.

After all, he's such a genius!

Any vision that happens to oneself will be overly brain-filled and imaginative.

As a martial arts wizard, he has always carried too much pain to bear in his life......

Lu Chunliang felt that he should slowly learn to adapt.

After all, any explanation is so weak, pale, and hollow......

Thereupon......

Lu Chunliang reluctantly spoke, "Senior nephew Qingshan, I know the purpose of your visit! I have a few self-created martial arts here, which are quite effective, you can take them and teach them in Wudang Mountain!"

Zheng Qingshan's face was suddenly happy, but he still begged with a bitter face: "Little Uncle, your martial arts are broad and profound, if you don't train yourself, I'm afraid no one will be able to learn it!

"Go down the mountain, down what mountain? I won't go down the mountain for the rest of my life. When Lu Chunliang heard this, he instinctively began to shake his head.

Zheng Qingshan cried again, "Uncle Junior, you are about to soar, what are you waiting for to be the first in the world." If you don't come down the mountain today, my nephew won't get up today!"

Hey, you teacher and nephew listen to people so well!

Lu Chunliang had a great headache, and said angrily: "I'm really afraid of you! It's impossible for me to go down the mountain, but whoever wants to learn my martial arts, you can let them go up the mountain!"

"Really? That's great. Zheng Qingshan's face changed suddenly, turned crying into laughter, and said again and again: "Little uncle, you don't have to deliberately teach anything, they just want to follow your old man and get a little fairy spirit, little uncle, you can train them casually." Even if you only learn one-ten-thousandth of the charm of Uncle Xiaoshi, Wudang will be an infinite blessing!"

After that, without waiting for Lu Chunliang to respond, Zheng Qingshan rushed down the mountain in a hurry, lest it be too late for a change.

"Senior nephew, I will go down the mountain to inform the seventh son of Wudang of this generation!"

World......

It's finally quiet!

Lu Chunliang was relieved and was preparing to meditate and rest.

Hey, that's not right!

How can the teacher and nephew talk so well this time!

Lu Chun's conscience was shocked, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and was about to get up to stop it.

But I saw that Zheng Qingshan's feet were windy, and he slipped faster than anyone, how could he look a little old.

Teacher nephew, look at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, loyal and honest, I didn't expect it to be such a big-eared thief!

Lu Chunliang looked sad and indignant.

The mouth of the Jianghu people, the ghost of deception!

The routine under the mountain is deep, I will never go down the mountain!