The single peak is lonely, like an axe chiseled, as if flying from the sky.

Alone, sleeping in the world and pillows, people are immortals.

This person should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear about it in the world!

The three brothers looked at it in a daze, and couldn't help but lose their minds, and a poem invariably appeared in their hearts.

It is worthy of being a little uncle who was born in the blue sky and was born with the Tao!

Perhaps, he was really an immortal in the sky in his previous life, and when he came to Hongchen for a trip, he unconsciously amazed the whole world.

A person like him, if he is not special, is not normal.

Flying to the peak, some people are silent.

The three brothers quietly stared at the little uncle in front of them who had always existed in the impression and legend, words could not be described, if they insisted on describing, they could only use the words "extraordinary".

It's just that the appearance is unparalleled in the world?

Not really!

Mostly a breath!

A breath that is one with all things in heaven and earth.

Uncle Xiao's every move, even if he is deeply asleep, can drive the heaven and earth qi to run between breaths, surround the body, swallow clouds and spit mist, like a fairy qi.

Really......

The avenue is like the wind, and it is always with it.

......

That's what it is......

Is the little uncle of Zhongxing Wudang in the words of the first teacher?

Ten years of legends no one knows, finally see the true face of Uncle Shi!

Zheng Qingshan, the head of Wudang, Li Xuanji, the alchemy elder, and Qin Ruoque, the sword-wielding elder, which one is not a famous residence in the rivers and lakes?

But at this moment, seeing this young man in a Taoist robe sleeping on the top of the mountain and merging with heaven and earth, the three senior brothers who were over half a hundred years old suddenly felt a sense of restraint that they had not been restrained for a long time, and they did not dare to offend.

"Hmm......" I don't know how long I slept, everything was natural, I slept naturally, I woke up naturally!

The young man in the Taoist robe stretched out his unfinished waist and opened his eyes leisurely.

The eyes were misty at first, and suddenly they seemed to have discovered something, their bodies stiffened, and their heads twisted out of a terrifying arc with a whoosh, and their eyes stared directly at the three of them.

"Uncle Xiao, you're awake!" the little old man laughed and stepped forward to greet him warmly.

"It's you!Qingshan, Xuanji, Ruoxi?" The figure in the blurred vision gradually became clear, and the young uncle laughed unnaturally, his eyes sneakily glanced at the book in his hand, and saw that there was no trace of the title page being turned, so he exhaled slightly with relief, and stuffed the book into his sleeve without moving, and hid it......

It's true...

It's dangerous!

......

How long has it been since I've heard this kind of affectionate salutation to greet juniors?

is over half a hundred years old and has white hair......

The three brothers glanced at each other a little helplessly, and stepped forward one by one to salute respectfully: "Senior nephews Zheng Qingshan, Li Xuanji, Qin Ruoque, meet Uncle Lu Chunliang!"

Looking at the three gray-haired nephews, the young junior uncle Lu Chunliang instinctively reached out and touched it, but he felt that something was wrong and quickly shrank back halfway, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for ten years, you all... It's old!"

For a while, he was eighteen years old, and he was embarrassed.

"Uncle Junior, you have grown up too!" The three brothers were also quite emotional.

"The three of you are not in charge of Wudang Mountain at the bottom of the mountain, what is the matter with coming to Feilai Peak to find me?"

"We're here to invite Uncle Xiao to come down the mountain!"

"What? Go down the mountain!" Lu Chunliang suddenly raised his voice eight times, screamed in surprise, and shook his head the next moment, "It is impossible to go down the mountain! It is impossible to go down the mountain in my life!"

He looked terrified, as if he had encountered the most terrible thing in the world, and turned around to leave.

"Uncle Xiao won't go down the mountain, what should Nai Wu do?" When the little old man heard this, he hurriedly grabbed Uncle Xiao's sleeve and refused to let him go.

"The master and nephew are polite! You are the head of Wudang, with you, I can rest assured! Why let me go down the mountain?" Lu Chunliang smiled dryly, and silently pulled his sleeves out of Xiao Lao'er's hands little by little.

"If it's usual! I will never dare to bother my uncle!" The little old man clenched his hands tightly, and he was in a stalemate with Lu Chunliang, and complained again and again: "But now it doesn't work! Now that the empress is in power, she has set a nine-grade system for the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, even if the major sects can't escape, exposing the heritage of each sect.

Now that I am weak, I am the fat in the eyes of countless people. The three of them were dying, and half of them were cut into the loess, and the other small characters were also useless.

And Uncle Xiao, you are prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, and you are even more talented, only when your old man goes down the mountain can you hope to revive my Wudang momentum......"

In the end, the gray-haired little old man's voice gradually choked, and the listener was moved.

If it weren't for the fact that he secretly dipped his finger in saliva and wiped it on the corner of his eye, Lu Chunliang really believed in his evil, and at this time he just gasped deeply.

Hiss......

Ten years deep in the mountains do not know the changes in the world, is the mountain already so terrifying?

Such......

I can't even go down!

Lu Chunliang smiled and refused, "My nephew is too worried! The rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, but about the sophistication of human feelings! No matter how high the martial arts are, they can't be as high as this day! No matter how big they are, they can't be as big as this place!"

Little Uncle I believe that your ability will definitely save Wudang from the predicament! Little Uncle I really can't help much!"

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, but human feelings!

How sophisticated is this?

The three brothers were stunned for a while.

Qin Ruoque's gaze was compelling, like a sword blade.

Then Li Xuanji nodded even more.

This is the most reasonable thing in the world.

Uncle Xiaoshi's martial arts and Taoism are unified shoulder-to-shoulder, not out of the mountains, and he knows the sophistication of people!

I don't know how to describe this kind of shock.

All I can say is......

is worthy of being a little uncle!

......

Uncle Xiao, what you said is very reasonable, I am speechless!

The little old man was speechless for a while, and he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Truly!

Although Wudang is weak, it is still a famous faction after all.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses!

Even if you don't rely on martial arts, the invisible connections are amazing, if you can combine vertically and horizontally, you will also have a lot to do, and you will never be bullied to the top of your head.

He was secretly ashamed in his heart, he had been the head of Wudang for so many years in vain, and when it came to the end, he panicked first, and he still needed to rely on the guidance of his uncle to figure out the joints.

In this way, it is even more necessary to ask Uncle Xiao to go down the mountain, so that he can always mention something.

Xiao Lao'er strengthened his belief in his heart, but for some reason, he always felt that something seemed wrong in his heart!

He instinctively looked at the little uncle, and the next moment he exclaimed.

"Uncle Junior, where are you going?"

It turned out that while the three of them were stunned for a moment, they saw that the young uncle had unknowingly ridden on the back of the green ox, sneaking and about to go away.

"Uncle Xiao, you can't go!" The little old man was startled, regardless of his old age, he swept away, grabbed the tail of the ox, and begged bitterly: "Uncle Xiao, you will go down the mountain with your nephew this time! Wudang, I can't live without you!"

"Qingshan, you don't have to persuade again! It's impossible to go down the mountain!" Lu Chunliang shook his head resolutely, his mind had been decided.

"Why?" the little old man was puzzled.

It's the mountain, there's nothing, it's just going down the mountain, why is it so difficult to get to Uncle Xiaoshi?

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes.

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock.

Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing a few people in the rivers and lakes. Lu Chunliang raised his head to the sky and recited a poem, as if the whole person had seen through the red world, and he was very happy.

After a long time, he sighed faintly and said, "Senior nephew Qingshan, listen to me!"

"The rivers and lakes have been outstanding for hundreds of years.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next!

Since the feathering of the senior brother, the Wudang pure character generation has gradually retired.

The rivers and lakes are ours and yours, but they are still yours in the end.

Senior Nephew Qingshan, you are already a mature leader, you should learn to take charge of the sect yourself.

And Uncle Shi, I have long since returned to the rivers and lakes, and my legend has long been lost on the rivers and lakes!

The red world disturbs my practice, don't be nostalgic!

And let me go with the wind, with the heaven and the earth, at ease!

The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable of the Three Qing Dao Ancestors and his old man!"

The young uncle recited the trumpet, his heart was like iron, and he did not move.

The little old man grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go, his face full of grief and indignation.

Uncle Xiaoshi, you have never come down the mountain, where did the legend of the rivers and lakes come from?

Not to mention, you are eighteen years old, and my nephew and I are eight out of sixty!

My nephew and nephew buried in the loess and turned into dry bones, Uncle Xiaoshi, are you still in your prime?

How so... So...

Careful!

But seeing that Lu Chunliang insisted on leaving, the elder and the young were humble, and the little old man didn't dare to stop him, so he could only hold him to death, and said with grief and indignation: "Little uncle, the rivers and lakes not only have red and mundane things, but also poems and distant places, a great world of flowers!"

"Flower World?" Lu Chunliang hesitated.

Seeing that there seemed to be a play, Xiao Lao'er hurriedly said again: "Yes! It is the world of flowers! The empress is martial arts in the world, although it has disturbed the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are more exciting than in the past."

It is said that some people jumped down the valley, ate a hundred years of Zhuguo, and once achieved martial arts; some people obtained the incomplete sword spectrum, the one-armed hero, the dance of the mandala, and the sword technique shocked the world......

The rivers and lakes are so big, Uncle Xiao, you should really go and see it!"

The little old man's words are full of temptation.

Lu Chunliang's face twitched slightly, as if he was in a hesitation, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Seeing this, Xiao Lao'er hurriedly glanced at the two junior disciples on the side.

"Ahem, ahem...... Uncle Junior, listen to me a few words!" At this time, Li Xuanji stroked his long beard with his hand, and also stood up and chuckled. "I, Wudang, as an authentic Taoist sect, interprets divination, which is quite effective and famous.

Everyone in a radius of 100 miles, rich ladies, and small jasper families like to go to the mountains to seek marriage.

My nephew likes to talk to these beautiful and lovely little ladies about Taoist classics such as "The Heart Sutra of the Plain Girl" and "The True Scripture of the Xuannu", which is a beautiful thing in the world.

Presumably, with the handsomeness of the little uncle, he should be more happy than my nephew!"

He shook his head as if he had everything under control.

Miss Yamashita?

Lu Chunliang's eyes lit up for a moment, and they were terrifyingly bright.

Li Xuanji smiled secretly when he saw this.

Let your little uncle be steady, but after all, he is young, his blood is vigorous, and a pillar of optimus is indispensable every morning, and he will not be able to resist the temptation of the little lady.

Ay...... It's good to be young!

Inexplicably, Li Xuanji glanced under him, and suddenly felt sad.

"No! The women under the mountain are all tigresses! There is a knife on the head of the color character, I must not go down the mountain!"

At this moment, the young uncle shook his head unexpectedly, his face full of reluctance, but he still turned his head and left without hesitation.

He could see it.

These three teachers and nephews are very bad!

I want to use the world of flowers under the mountain to deceive myself into going down the mountain!

If he doesn't leave, he is really afraid that he will not be able to resist the temptation!

The rivers and lakes are sinister, they are deceitful, the weak eat the strong, women are like tigers, how can they fall into the pit stupidly!

Hmph, I, Lu Chunliang, am pure by nature, am I a person who forgets his righteousness?

Slipped, slipped away!

Seeing that the little uncle is as stable as an old dog, no matter how they persuade him, it is useless after all.

The three brothers glanced at each other, and when their eyes met, they finally made a decision.

"Uncle Xiao, I'm offended!"

With a drink, the three of them pounced in unison.

The palm technique is continuous, the clouds flow smoothly, and the strength rotates like a vortex, entangled around the vital points of the body.

And fingers are like swords, pointing from afar, seventy-two styles around the fingers are soft, and there is no shadow in the air points.

The boxing method is fierce, the Xuangong is infinite, the force is as fierce as a hammer, and the bull is fierce across the mountain.

......

The three brothers knew that the little uncle's martial arts attainments were amazing, and they didn't dare to keep their hands, so they used their housekeeping skills one after another, and they were menacing, forcing Lu Chunliang to retreat.

Lu Chunliang's back was towards the three of them, and his body trembled violently.

I saw that a large number of boiling gas engines came out of the body with a "hiss", which was extremely majestic, like clouds and fog, and with a bang, it came all over the world.

"Protect the body!" the three brothers exclaimed in surprise, and before they could get closer, they were forced to fall and fly out.

What a body protector!

It's just that I'm so scared that my true anger leaks!

Lu Chunliang was careful and didn't dare to stop for a moment, rode the bull and left quickly, never looking back.

The three brothers finally stood firm, but they saw that the young uncle had already gone far away, disappeared into the clouds on the top of the mountain, disappeared, and couldn't catch up.

"Uncle Junior, why are you willing to go down the mountain!" the three of them asked in unison in grief and indignation.

The lonely peak is wonderful, the top of the clouds, thousands of years of emptiness, endless loneliness, only the sound of chuckling in the distance.

"If you don't become the first in the world, I, Lu Chunliang, will never go down the mountain!"