In the eyes of ordinary people, even though there are thousands of ways to immortality, they are not something that mortals can create. Immortal art is naturally taught by immortals, so immortal dojos with red roots such as Ethereal Zhai and Tianyin Temple have become the orthodoxy of the immortal family worshiped by many mortals.

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

When most people are grateful to Dade, the Taoist priests of Wudang like to ask, where did the immortal magic come from?

Maybe it was a taboo, or maybe it was unwilling to reveal some privacy, and Wudang Mountain became a grassroots in the eyes of immortal orthodoxy. However, Yangguan Road and Ducheng Bridge have their own way of walking, Wudang has survived for a hundred years and stands, and naturally it also has its way, based on this, the debaters of the Tang Shenliang Three Kingdoms have been happy to do it for decades.

"I heard from the junior disciples of other peaks that you came to rob the outer disciples again, I knew that your monthly money this month bought food for your junior sister, and I don't have much left here, so you have the right to use it first. ”

A young Taoist priest threw the shriveled purse in front of Ye Xiaodi, looked at the stall of the charlatan warlock borrowed by the latter, and sighed uncontrollably.

There is a way to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to eat the water, relying on a sect like Wudang Mountain, divination is the royal road to make money and support the family. In the past few decades, there have been countless warlocks who have built houses and purchased land around Wudang Mountain.

Those outer disciples of Wudang are also proficient in the way of unraveling the face, but looking at the entire Wudang Mountain, only Ye Xiaodi can make this way prosperous. The reason may be his harmless appearance, coupled with the robes of the disciples of Wudang's inner sect. Not only did it increase Ye Xiaodie's prestige in the hearts of good men and women, but it also made those outer disciples and Jianghu warlocks dare not compete with him.

"Tomorrow on the first day of the new year, don't forget to say hello to Master and Master. ”

Looking at the long queue at Ye Xiaodie's stall, the young Taoist priest after sighing one after another was helpless for a while.

"Senior brother, sit down and take a sip of tea. ”

Finally caught a vacancy, Ye Xiaodi hurriedly called his senior brother, Zhang Tongxuan's eldest disciple - Fu Xiao.

Ye Xiaodi is still happy to unsign for others, Fu Xiao, who can't resist the reality, can only choose to accept it silently, sit next to Ye Xiaodie, fill with a cup of coarse tea, and don't forget to pour a cup for Ye Xiaodi, but until the cup of coarse tea can't be cold anymore, Ye Xiaodie's stall is still overcrowded.

In the end, Fu Xiao really couldn't stand it, so he forcibly ended Ye Xiaodie's business today.

Picking out a hundred copper plates as a rental booth fee, Ye Xiaodi smiled with two bulging purses.

"Is there something wrong with Senior Brother looking for me?"

After entering the inner mountain, Ye Xiaodi remembered that he was still following the senior brother by his side.

"Alas!"

Fu Xiao couldn't remember that this was the hundredth sigh he had sighed after seeing Ye Xiaodie today.

"Third brother, you don't need to say much about your diligence, but Brother Wei still thinks that you have to concentrate on improving your cultivation, and you still have to do less in the future. ”

Fu Xiao said earnestly.

Thirty-six peaks, Ye Xiaodie is the only disciple who does not wear a sword, which also means that he has not even achieved a set of Wudang entry swordsmanship. The annual martial arts meeting is coming, how can Fu Xiao not be in a hurry?

"Written down!"

Ye Xiaodi smiled at Fu Xiao, but the credibility of this smile was not very high in Fu Xiao's eyes.

"The host of this year's martial arts meeting is Senior Brother Qi of the Four Holy Peaks, although it is much better than in previous years, but no one will take care of you like Senior Sister when you are martial arts. ”

Fu Xiao's voice stopped abruptly, realizing that he had too much to say, Fu Xiao hurriedly changed the topic.

"I have something else to do with you, No, this is the boots that the master made for us, if you are not there, I will help you get them." ”

Saying this, Fu Xiao handed the boots in his arms to Ye Xiaodie, but he still saw the gloom on the latter's face.

"Senior brother, I miss Senior Sister!"

Ye Xiaodie's voice was a little weak, but he still said it from the bottom of his heart. The woman who was exceptionally good to herself except for her sister never came back after coming down the mountain three years ago.

"Who doesn't want to be a senior sister in Wudang?"

Fu Xiao rubbed Ye Xiaodi's head vigorously.

"I heard from the master, the child of the senior sister has been designated as the next patriarch of the Nanling Qu family, so you don't have to worry too much!"

"I heard my master say that all living beings can practice. Senior brother, even if the senior sister dies, can she still practice, and then feather and ascend to the immortal?"

"Yes, with the talent of the senior sister, she naturally wants to go to the heavenly fairy world to be a fairy. ”

After getting a satisfactory answer, Ye Xiaodi smiled, lowered his head and followed Fu Xiao's side to continue walking.

"My Dao is how you kid memorized all the Dao Tibetan scriptures in the Library Pavilion!"

Fu Xiao seemed to think of something, grabbed Ye Xiaodi, and strangled it in his arms.

"Next month, on your and your sister's birthday, tell Senior Brother, what do you want?"

"Hey, hey, the third child, you have to be kind, I'm not better than the second little prince, and my monthly money is not much more than yours. ”

I was thinking of being arrogant and dry, but when Fu Xiao saw that Ye Xiaodi was really thinking seriously, Ganyun's arrogance instantly withered a lot.

"Whatever the senior brother gives, it's all up to the senior brother......!

Ye Xiaodi chuckled lightly and deliberately lengthened his tone towards his senior brother.

"Just what? What else do you and my brother have to see each other?"

Fu Xiao knew that Ye Xiaodi was waiting for his inquiry, and at this time, being a senior brother naturally wanted to fulfill his junior brother's wishes.

Hearing Fu Xiao's words, Ye Xiaodie's eyes bent into an interesting arc, looked around at no one, and cautiously leaned into Fu Xiao's ear.

"Senior brother, I actually want Master and Master to give me a name, the small dish is called, it sounds like a girl. ”

With his eyes narrowed, Ye Xiaodie whispered.

"What is difficult for me, I just need to tell the master......"

Fu Xiao looked at his junior brother in disbelief, this is a normal thing in ordinary people, how did it evolve into a mysterious mystery when he got to his junior brother.

"Senior brother, don't you know my situation!"

Ye Xiaodi pointed at himself and whispered.

"In Wudang over the years, I was the first to become an inner disciple, but I was also the only one who couldn't even practice the introductory swordsmanship, and the master said that I haven't opened my mind yet, but when will I be able to open my mind!"

Ye Xiaodie's voice was a little weak, the two major melancholys in life, the junior sister and the cultivation, I had to entangle with him every day.

"If you kid can use the mind of unsigning and reading through the Taoist scriptures to cultivate......

Halfway through his words, Fu Xiao suddenly couldn't continue. Thinking about it carefully, Ye Xiaodie's daily time spent on cultivation is indeed longer than the time spent silently reciting the Taoist scriptures, but why he won the title of the weakest disciple of Wudang, with Fu Xiao's understanding of this world, he can't think of an answer.

"Don't get in the way, the year of the weak crown is to have a name, and then I will go and ask the master for advice. ”

couldn't think of an answer, Fu Xiao simply didn't think about it, and wrote down Ye Xiaodie's thoughts, but he couldn't help but joke.

"It's not that when you were a child, you only helped Shi Niang wash the dishes, but you have to be lucky, if you like to help Shi Niang wash dishes at that time, the name Ye Xiaowan sounds even more delicate. ”

Fu Xiao laughed, but Ye Xiaodi was depressed, and asked Fu Xiao with a little sadness for a long time.

"Senior brother, what if everyone gets used to calling me Ye Xiaodi and forgets my new name?"

"Why don't you worry about the fact that you fetch water every day, does the water hurt or not? Besides, isn't the name Ye Xiaodi good?"

Looking at Ye Xiaodi with a serious face, Fu Xiao was angry and funny, and finally only dropped the sentence 'Don't forget to send food to Uncle Taishi', unwilling to watch Ye Xiaodie's tangled Fu Xiao stride away, leaving only Ye Xiaodi who was like being struck by lightning.

Wudang Siguo Peak, the only peak in the Thirty-six Peaks that disciples are not allowed to live in, has become a place for Wudang disciples to think about themselves over time.

There is an old man living on Siguo Peak, who is a generation older than Wudang Sect Leader Lu Tingdong. No one knows what mistakes this Taishi Uncle Zu has made, and he has been imprisoned at the peak of Siguo for the rest of his life, but everyone in Wudang knows that the temper of that Taishi Uncle Zu is really scary, and in the past ten years, only Ye Xiaodi has not been injured by his old man, so the task of delivering food has also fallen on Ye Xiaodie.

Looking at the sun in the west, Ye Xiaodi chased with all his might, hurried to the room to get the food box, and did not forget to secretly bring two jars of wine.

Run all the way to the bottom of Siguo Peak.

After pacing for a long time, until the mountain blocked the sun, Ye Xiaodi adjusted his breathing. Ye Xiaodie sighed silently, and then slowly walked towards the peak.