In June, the weather is hot and dry.

The mountain was cool, and there was a sound in the Taihe Palace.

"Two junior brothers, please look!"

Zheng Qingshan, the head of the little old man, sat cross-legged on the futon, pushed his hand slightly, the palm wind was silent, and a paper letter floated into the air and fell in front of the two.

Chen Xuanji took it casually and glanced at it, the smile disappeared in an instant, and he looked at it three times before he solemnly handed it to Qin Ruoque on the side.

Qin Ruoque took a look and immediately clenched his hand tightly.

The atmosphere was dreary for a while.

"Two junior brothers, what do you think?" Zheng Qingshan spoke, breaking the silence.

"There must be a mystery in this!" Chen Xuanji's face was solemn, and he thought for a while: "Since the empress has been martial arts in the world, the dispute between the court and the court has involved the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts have been chaotic. The five mountains of Daomen have a long heritage, and they can't be left alone. As far as I know, there seems to be a dark force around Wudang Mountain now. At this time, Longhu Mountain issued a wide dispatch to convene the five mountains and thirty-six temples of the Daomen to hold a Daomen conference, ostensibly to unify the Daomen and resist the catastrophe, but in essence, it is estimated that there is an intention to call on the Daomen and monopolize the Daomen!"

Zheng Qingshan nodded, but he was noncommittal, but said, "Look at it again?"

With that, he pushed his hand, and another pair of letters floated out of his sleeve.

Chen Xuanji and Qin Ruoque glanced at each other, quite surprised, and hesitated to spread out a look.

The two of them looked at each other, only glanced at each other, and immediately their clothes bulged, and their true qi was uncontrollably released, and the wind was overflowing.

"Is this true?" Qin Ruoque said urgently.

"Eighty-nine is not far from ten!" Zheng Qingshan nodded, "Recently, there was a young master in Xiangyang, who was only twenty years old, and he used a pair of fingers to break the famous blades of thirteen masters. And Jingzhou and Hanshui are thousands of miles apart, and they all have unknown Taoists almost at the same time, with their hands as whips, fighting fiercely, stepping on the fight, and their strength is like thunder, it seems to be the lost whip and the ...... of the nine martial arts."

"Senior brother, be careful! This matter is likely to be a trap!" Chen Xuanji's voice was solemn, "More than ten years ago, the civil strife in this sect, more than half of the Wudang classics were lost, how could it be possible that Wudang exercises appeared one after another on the rivers and lakes? Is there such a coincidence?"

"Having said that, it is related to the inheritance of Wudang, and it must be ignored!" Zheng Qingshan shook his head slowly.

Just when Chen Xuanji and Qin Ruoque were in a dilemma, Zheng Qingshan said again, "Look at this letter again!"

"And ......" Chen Xuanji and Qin Ruoque's faces were extremely solemn.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The rivers and lakes are turbulent, and Wudang is not at peace.

Again and again, no more!

Chaos followed.

They had a vague hunch.

Unscathed......

It's coming!

......

"It's ......!"

The third letter is thicker and more textured than the first two layers, and when you open it, it turns out to be a hot gold post.

The first eight golden seals made their faces change greatly.

"Fengtian carries the empress edict!"

......

"Two junior brothers, how do you say my Wudang should deal with these three major events?" Zheng Qingshan sat on the top and looked around and asked.

Qin Ruoque frowned and pondered.

Chen Xuanji stroked his beard slowly, and suddenly seemed to have a countermeasure, and spoke quietly, "The Daomen Conference involves the orthodox status of my Wudang Daomen, and the senior brother, as the head, must go out in person." ”

"It's inevitable to fight and kill. Looking for the lost martial arts of Wudang, the three junior disciples have the highest martial arts, and he is the only one!"

"And the Chaotian Hall where the empress officially ascended the throne will go by the old way!"

Chen Xuan's wit is in his hands, and he arranges the three major events one by one.

"No!" Qin Ruoque objected at the first time, "Chaotian Grand Ceremony, extremely dangerous, the court rivers and lakes, masters from all walks of life, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, should let me go!"

"Don't fight!" Chen Xuanji smiled and shook his head, "The empress is the first in the world, and she has reached the mysterious realm above the innate realm, and the masters of all walks of life are mixed, as long as the martial arts have not entered the mysterious realm, there is no essential difference between the high and low realms." If you talk about the side road, among the Wudang, I call the old way the second, who is the first. I went to Shendu, and I really went into the troubled waters and fished!"

Speaking of this section, Zheng Qingshan and Qin Ruoque were speechless for a moment.

That's because it's the safest way to do it right now.

But after Chen Xuanji was silent for a long time, he sighed leisurely.

"The only thing I'm worried about now is that the three of us have gone down the mountain, what will happen to Wudang Mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the Taihe Hall became extremely dull for a while.

After a long time, a faint voice sounded.

"How long?"

"It's been more than three months!

"It's... What... It's been a long time......"

"Senior brother, it's not a way to go on like this! Seventh Son Senior Brother Xie Baoshu is such a simple and loyal disciple, the future head of the family, now he is copying the Double Cultivation Sutra on Feilai Peak every day, and passing it out, what kind of face do I have in Wudang?" Qin Ruoque's voice was heavy.

"It's also a shame to say! My apprentice Shangguan Lingyun used to show people with a cold face and didn't understand human feelings, but now under the training of the little uncle, he has made a good dish, with all the color, flavor, and taste, and the taste of the poor road has been cultivated! Suck ......" Chen Xuanji couldn't help but be tempted for a while.

Zheng Qingshan, Qin Ruoque: "......"

Zheng Qingshan coughed a few times, "Ahem, this is indeed a problem!"

At this time, Qin Ruoque said again: "Uncle Xiao has a saying: The road is simple, you should not only look at the high places, but also look for the low places. Every move he makes has a deep meaning. These alternative arrangements may be his unique way of teaching the seventh son, and as a junior, he doesn't dare to speculate! But ......"

He paused, and stopped.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!" Zheng Qingshan nodded slightly.

"Uncle Xiao is a genius and has amazing martial arts attainments, but after all, he is a young man, and sometimes he will act inappropriately! If it is on the mountain, waste time, is it the blessing of Wudang?"

"Three months have passed, if Uncle Xiao's teaching is really effective, you should see the results!" Chen Xuanji also said.

After Zheng Qingshan pondered, he finally nodded.

"We should indeed go up to Feilai Peak to have a look, and talk to Uncle Xiao before leaving!"

......

Seventy-two peaks are erected, each with its own wonders.

The golden top is majestic and majestic, and the lone peak is steep and oblique.

The white clouds are swirling, curling upwards, like a fairyland on earth.

"Winter goes to spring! After the last time I went up the mountain, it was half a year in the blink of an eye!" Chen Xuanji stroked his beard and smiled.

"Without further ado, hurry up the mountain!" Qin Ruoque urged.

"Let's go!" Zheng Qingshan nodded.

The three brothers performed light skills, stretched their long sleeves, put their feet on the ground, and swept out, along the mountain road, swaying upward, and their bodies were quickly submerged by the clouds.

Then there were exclamations.

"Huh, the peach blossom formation is wrong!"

"Oh no! Uncle Xiao has added more decorations!"

"This formation is even more dangerous! Uncle Xiao's methods are getting more and more powerful!"

......

"Eight Arrays, Nine Curved Arrays, Taiji Arrays, !!"

"The formation is four in a row, and it is more dangerous than the other!"

"It's worthy of being a little uncle, hehehe......"

......

Even if they had expected it, the three of them were caught off guard and exclaimed again and again.

It was not easy to pass the formation, and before he could really reach the top, a voice came out from the depths of the clouds, and seven figures appeared in a hazy way.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, I'm done copying!"

"Baoshu, the handwriting has improved, and there is everyone's demeanor!"

"Uncle Xiao, please taste the flower cooking quail, fried duck palm, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, fried roe deer legs, ginger vinegar gold and silver hooves, called chicken, sweet and sour tenderloin, ......"

"That's good, that's good! Uh, it's too salty......

"Uncle Xiao, the joke I told today is about those things in Shaolin!"

"Okay! Fourth Master Nephew, you're about to make a series of Shaolin jokes!

......

Who am I?

Where am I?

What should I do?

......

Seeing the well-behaved appearance of the seven sons of Wudang in front of Lu Chunliang, the three elders of Wudang looked at each other speechlessly, and they were confused for a while, and a thousand words turned into only one sentence in their mouths.

"Congratulations to the little uncle for living in the deep mountains and enjoying the blessings of the land alone!"