"Huh, why didn't you see Senior Brother today? I didn't even see the other Wudang Seven Sons!"

"Then you are lonely and unheard! The seven sons of our Wudang Xuanzi generation were all sent to Feilai Peak to be taught by the little master and uncle himself!"

"Really?

"Of course it's true. Uncle Xiao Shi is born extraordinary, a wizard of martial arts, just ask, who in Wudang Mountain doesn't want to practice martial arts under the ancestral seat of Xiao Shi Uncle?"

"But hasn't the little uncle always ignored mundane things, why did he agree to teach the seven sons of Wudang with his own hands!"

"I heard that the head of the family went up the mountain several times before he said that he moved the little uncle and ancestor!"

"Hey, if only I were also the seventh son of Wudang, my fist to the heart of martial arts would definitely be favored by the little master and uncle!"

"Pull it down! If you know how the seventh son of Wudang was trained by the little master and uncle, I guarantee that you will climb down from the Feilai Peak?"

"How is it taught?"

"Tell me about it. ”

"You sell it again, be careful of my punching bag!"

"Just say it, what a murder!"

......

After the morning exercise, the young disciples on the Xuanwu platform unexpectedly did not disperse, huddled together, and talked about the abnormality on Wudang Mountain one after another.

"First of all, the elder brother Xie Baoshu, who has always been steady, is respected, and the little uncle actually asked him to copy the "Su Nu Heart Sutra", "The Yellow Emperor's Imperial Maiden Sutra", "The Secret of the Jade Room" every day, ......"

"Wait, these books aren't ......"

"Shhhh

"Don't interrupt, what about the other senior brothers and sisters?"

"Second Senior Brother Shangguan Lingyun is so arrogant, with a sword in his hand, no one should enter! And the little senior uncle actually asked him to cut vegetables and cook, saying that if he didn't make top food, he would not be allowed to practice martial arts for a day. ”

"What? The second senior brother is the first genius of the Wudang Xuanzi generation, and he is not allowed to practice martial arts, isn't this a waste of great talent?"

What a gentle and beautiful woman the third senior sister is, but the little uncle told her to do farm work, pick melons and grow beans, and her slender hands are accompanied by hoes and soil every day. ”

"Such a beauty, does Uncle Xiao really not pity the fragrance and jade at all?"

"What's more, the fourth senior brother Hao Ren is really true to his name, he is the most serious in his work, but now he is forced to tell jokes to the little uncle every day, when to make him laugh, it can be over. The fifth senior brother is born to be multitasking, and he likes to play the game the most, but now he is studying the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Zhou Ji Sutra", and "Mathematics and Mathematics" every day, and all day long studying the problem of what cows eat grass, Tianyuan Technique, and Circumcision......

"You say, is it because the seventh son of Wudang offended the little master and uncle on Feilai Peak that he will attract such a heavy punishment!" someone speculated.

"If you think so, you are underestimating the mind and bearing of the little master and uncle!" said a disciple with a mysterious face. "Do you know? The avenue is simple, and martial arts should not only look at the high places, but also look for the low places, this is the truth that the little uncle and ancestor said personally. In my opinion, these alternative arrangements are a unique way for him to teach the seven sons of Wudang, teaching them according to their aptitude, and understanding the wonderful principles of martial arts from ordinary and trivial things. After all, plainness is ...... Really!"

"Yes, Uncle Ancestor, what kind of person? How can a natural Daoist be so superficial?"

There is great wisdom in this, and the little uncle is really a real master. ”

"Strong, little uncle ancestor!"

......

There was a hustle and bustle at the bottom of the mountain, and the mountain was originally pure, but there were bursts of long sighs, sighs, and it was very discordant.

"The Yellow Emperor asked Su Nu and said: 'I am weak and discordant, my heart is unhappy, and my body is always afraid of danger, what will happen?'

Su Nu said: 'The reason why mortals are declining is because of the way of the transition between yin and yang. The victory of the husband and the daughter over the man, like the water extinguishing the fire. Knowing and doing, such as the kettle Ding Neng and the five flavors, in order to become a soup. Those who know the way of yin and yang will be able to achieve the five joys, and those who do not know will die of death, so how can they be happy?

......”

Rustle rustle......

The bluestone is the table, the paper is spread out, and the word by word is copied, rustling.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and every time he wrote a word, Xie Baoshu's face turned red, his whole body was hot, and his sweat flowed uncontrollably.

This scripture is clearly a Taoist classic, and every word on it is extremely mysterious, but why is it so hot and dry when it is written silently?

It's like... It's like lighting an inextinguishable flame in the heart, roasting people's faces red, their qi and blood surging, and countless evil thoughts rising.

No, no......

Xie Baoshu, as the eldest brother of the seventh son of Wudang, you must be steady and steady......

Xie Baoshu silently repented in his heart.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, disciple again......

Impetuous!

Hey, why do you say "again"?

Woo woo, what a terrible little uncle!

......

"Ahh

After sneezing heavily, Shangguan Lingyun felt that he could no longer maintain his ruthless personality.

Garlic, onion, ginger...... The knife is like flying, and the cold light is flickering.

There was a hot smell in the air, and Shangguan Lingyun's eyes were as cold as cold stars, but they were full of tears uncontrollably.

He devoted himself to martial arts all his life, only seeking a body and a sword, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, and cutting all the injustices in the world.

How did you ever think that now, now every day is a board, onion and garlic together?

Damn it!

He was ruthless in his heart, and he had the heart to throw away the kitchen knife and stop drying.

But when he thought of the figure in the robe as if he was sitting on the top of the clouds, high and up, looking down on the posture of the common people, Shangguan Lingyun's hand clenched silently again.

That man, it's terrible!

......

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Zhuang Xiaolou rolled up his sleeves, revealing his slender and white arms, waving his hoe, drenched in sweat, dripping into the soil bit by bit, moistening the newly planted seeds.

There is no poetry and songs, no wind and snow, no pink and red......

There is only a cloth hoe, facing the loess, with its back to the sky.

My little uncle is really terrible!

......

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a Shaolin Temple in the mountain, there was an old monk in the temple, one day he said to the little monk: once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a Shaolin Temple in the mountain, there was an old monk in the temple, one day he said to the little monk: ......"

"Uh, this joke is so cold......"

Hao Renzhen squatted on the ground with a sad face, and was so distressed that he drew circles on the ground.

How can you make the little uncle laugh?

When he thought of the jokes he had thought about, the little uncle had an expressionless face.

Seriously......

Terrible!

......

"One hair, ten hairs, a hundred hairs...... Wu Chaoran was dumbfounded, and found that his newly learned mathematics was useful for counting the hair he had fallen.

After all, I'm fast... It's super smart!

"Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Zhou Ji Sutra", "Mathematics and Mathematics", what cows eat grass, Tianyuan technique, and circumcision......

I don't understand, I really don't understand!

Uncle Xiaoshi, you are such a terrible person!

......

Woooooo

Whimpering, Xiao Lotian felt that he could no longer be optimistic, and he was already depressed when he couldn't speak.

He wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't.

Because the big green ox on the mountain was following him inch by inch, staring at him with big eyes without blinking, chewing grass in his mouth, and then and again, and again......

The horns of the bull are slightly raised, and looking at its posture, as long as it makes a slight sound, it will come over.

I'm so hard!

Xiao Lotian wanted to cry without tears.

The little uncle is terrible.

Is even his cow so terrifying?

......

"I'm so tired......"

Qingyun Cave is deep and secluded, there is Qiankun inside, each stone room is natural, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Yan Caiwei took a broom and cleaned it carefully, her white and flawless face was covered with dust, and she looked like a little flower cat, with big eyes full of tears.

It's so hard......

Uncle Xiaoshi, your old man will spare me!

Doing housework, it's scary!

......

The day was rushing, but the time in the mountains was so long.

Sunset over the West Mountains.

Seven tired figures dragged their hands down the mountain, exhausted physically and mentally.

They glanced at each other, smiled silently, and lost the strength to speak, and then dispersed.

There is a mountain in Wudang, and there is a terrible little uncle living on the mountain.

What's even more terrifying is that such days are still long......

......

Late at night, in the Taihe Palace, the lights are bright.

The three elders of Wudang stood under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

"Senior brother, what kind of medicine do you say Uncle Junior sells in the gourd?" Qin Ruoqi was as anxious as fire, "Qizi is the leader of the younger generation in Wudang, how can he be so wasted!"

"Second junior brother, what do you think?" Zheng Qingshan didn't answer, but asked instead.

"I think, there must be a mystery in this!" Chen Xuanji stroked his beard and smiled.

"Second Senior Brother, what you said means you didn't say it!" Qin Ruoque said hurriedly, "I must go up the mountain immediately!"

"Slow down!" Chen Xuanji stopped with one hand, his face was surprisingly serious, and he asked instead of answering, "Third Senior Brother, do you think that your martial arts attainments are higher, or is the junior uncle stronger!"

"Naturally, it's Little Uncle!" Qin Ruoque didn't even think about it, "How can I compare with Junior Uncle? If I'm on the second layer, then Junior Uncle will be as tall as Feilai Peak!"

"That's right!" Chen Xuanji nodded, "What Uncle Xiao has learned is different from ordinary people! Now it seems unbelievable, but it must have a deep meaning!"

"It's okay!" Zheng Qingshan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Wait and see what happens!

"Yes, big brother!"

......

Silence gradually returned to the Taihe Palace.

So one day passed, three days passed, and ten days passed...... A month passed......

Until one day......

The walls of Feilai Peak are carved with scriptures.

The smell of food fills the air.

The melons and fruits are furrowed, and the cauliflower is tangy.

There was laughter.

The room was littered with drafts of deductions.

The green cow has endless grass to eat every day, and there is a mute shepherd boy.

Qingyun Cave ......

Look brand-new.