The morning bell and dusk drum of Wudang Mountain are peaceful, and the Taoist priests on the mountain practice separately in the morning and evening, and then they read the signs for the nearby villagers to solve their doubts and write letters. Most of the Taoist priests on the mountain are approachable and very easy to speak, and if there is a small illness or disaster in the villagers' family, as long as they go to the mountain to find someone to help, they have not been rejected.

It is said that it is because of the blessed land of Wudang Cave, where the Taoists who cultivate and ask for immortality are kind-hearted, and helping others is also accumulating merit for themselves. The second is the old master of the mountain, leading by example, not talking about pomp, there is no shelf, there is such a living immortal, is it a blessing for the people.

However, there are not thousands of Taoist priests on the mountain, but hundreds of them, and there are still one or two masters who are cold and difficult to speak.

Chen Changming should be regarded as the most difficult to speak among the Taoist priests who are not easy to speak.

There are still four real people of the same generation as Zhang Mingjun, who is in charge of Wudang, except for Zhang Fuxing, who served as a national teacher in Tai'an City, as well as Yu Dahai, Yao Jian and Sun Like, three old people who are ancestors of the same generation.

Zhang Mingjun accepted Mu 3,000 as an apprentice, so there are senior brother Chen Changming, second senior brother Shang Rong, third senior brother Guo Datie, and fourth senior brother Lu You. The four of them are the apprentices of the four ancestors of Zhang Yu and Yao Sun, which means that the four of them will be the pillars of Wudang Mountain after staying in the older generation for thousands of years.

Chen Changming is Zhang Fuxing's personal disciple, who is responsible for the daily rules and precepts of Taoist disciples on Wudang Mountain, and has always been known for his iron-faced selflessness. So the Taoist priest on the mountain secretly gave him the nickname of Chen Heiface.

The four masters on Wudang Mountain had their own independent courtyards, and the others lived in wings, but Chen Changming was the only disciple among the Taoists who enjoyed the treatment of a separate courtyard, although the courtyard he lived in was relatively remote and made of mud bricks roasted from thatched branches.

It's cold at high places, which means that the higher the place, the lower the temperature.

In November, long before the beginning of winter, a heavy chill can be felt on the mountains, and if the weather is humid and the fog is rolling, it is even more damp and cold. Fortunately, after staying for a long time, most of them are accustomed to this, and they are happy to be poor, and they are all practicing in any way.

On this day, it was just dawn, and the Taoists who were going to do the morning class heard the bell ringing and got up to clean up.

In the past, the senior brother who would only wait for the morning class in advance arrived in the wing.

"Big brother. ”

"Big brother. ”

......

Chen Changming doesn't smile on weekdays, and he is extremely serious when he does things, and the other senior brothers are a little afraid, for fear that a wrong senior brother's ring ruler will hit him.

Chen Changming's cultivation as a senior brother is naturally not bad, and it can even be said that in addition to the master and the four masters, it is necessary to count the senior brother's cultivation as the first in the realm. However, the senior brother is fighting very seriously, and he will never be perfunctory because of the senior brother's face.

Many young Taoist priests who are not familiar with these will accidentally make a mistake and be punished by the senior brother, and the result is that they will not be able to get out of bed for several days. After seeing each other again, the senior brother was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he couldn't hide from it.

The senior brothers in the wing room stopped to say hello to Chen Changming, and then hurriedly sped up and shared a room with the senior brother, wouldn't they even have to be careful to pant and fart?

"Master. ”

In the most inconspicuous position in the wing, Chen Changming walked straight here.

A chubby little Taoist boy who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old put on a wide Taoist robe, and was hurriedly tying up his hair, and he was even more anxious when he saw Chen Changming approaching, and the wooden hairpin was inserted crookedly several times.

Chen Changming walked over to help Xiaodao Tong tie up his hair.

Xiao Daotong was obviously very afraid of Chen Changming, and when Chen Changming helped to tie his hair, he clearly saw his body like a small wine barrel suddenly stiffen.

"Zijiao, you go out with me to the mountain gate, and you don't have to do the morning class. ”

The chubby little Taoist boy is named Lu Zijiao, and he is Chen Changming's apprentice. Chen Changming's generation is the first to accept apprentices, taking advantage of the seniority, although Chen Changming, Shang Rong, Guo Datie and Lu You are not very old, but the vast majority of Taoist priests on the mountain have to politely call Uncle Xiao Shi, and those who are slightly younger have to be called Shizu Shizu and Uncle Zu.

Lu Zijiao is younger, but he is on an equal footing with others in terms of seniority, and even one level higher.

"It's the master. ”

Lu Zijiao responded.

Coming out of the wing room and bypassing the Taihe Palace, passing through the Nanyan Palace where the Emperor Zhenwu ascended, the two went to the West Shinto. I didn't stop until I walked to the Wudang archway at the foot of the mountain.

A total of about fifteen or sixteen miles of journey, the two of them walked slowly for a while, and Lu Zijiao, who was not very old and slightly clumsy, did not stop to rest along the way.

"Master, are we going down the mountain to greet the uncle in charge?"

The white marble archway of the road crossing is majestic and beautiful, there are four big characters of Zhenwu Dangxing written on it, the archway is said to be the old Tang Dynasty of the previous dynasty donated by the imperial court, the old Tang Dynasty has passed away scenery still. Someone also suggested whether to demolish the things of the previous dynasty, but was rejected by the old master. Lao Zhangjiao only said that Wudang's things are Wudang's things, and they have nothing to do with the imperial court or anything. If the Qiyuan Li royal family also wants to donate to build it, then go to the Eastern Shinto Road to build another one.

"As you guessed, Uncle Boss returned to the mountain today, and several other uncles came over to greet him. ”

Chen Changming stood under the archway and began to seriously arrange his robes. His robe has been worn for many years, and the color is almost polished, but it is also very clean where it has not been broken.

"Maybe it's not just the uncle in charge, you may have one more junior uncle, and I'll have one more junior brother. ”

Chen Changming also arranged his robe meticulously, and then put his hands into his sleeves and stared into the distance, standing straight like a stone statue.

It has been almost two months since the head of the sect went down the mountain, and the other four ancestors only cared about practicing alchemy, and it was all Chen Changming who was taking care of the affairs on the mountain. Although everything is in order and not chaotic in Wudang Mountain under the rule of the senior brother, compared to when the master was in charge, Lu Zijiao always felt that something was missing, the mountain was still Wudang Mountain, and the people were still familiar with those people, but he felt that something was missing.

Until early this morning, he was taken by the master to the mountain gate and said that he was greeting the master uncle, Lu Zijiao suddenly thought clearly, in the past, the master was on the mountain, and he didn't seem to do anything, but he was like a pool of living water, everyone was immersed in it, and naturally felt comfortable and comfortable.

Fortunately, Uncle Master is coming back.

However, the uncle in charge has been down the mountain for such a long time, and he didn't say when he would return to the mountain when he left, and he didn't see any letters sent during the period, so how can the other four uncles and uncles know that they are going to the mountain gate to greet them today?

Lu Zijiao was silent on the side, but he had been muttering in his heart for a long time.

"You want to ask Uncle Shizu, how can they know that this Son Sect is going back to the mountain?"

Chen Changming is tall and tall, and he also shows his figure when he wears a plain robe, and the senior brother is handsome, which often gives people a sense of dust. Zhang Mingjun, the head teacher, once joked that if Master Chen's nephew grew up at the foot of the mountain, the threshold of the family would definitely be kicked by the matchmaker who said that the matchmaker would be kicked several times.

Lu Zijiao is simple-minded, and an expression will appear on his fat face when he thinks in his heart, and all kinds of expressions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy have been shown for a short while, Chen Changming is interesting to watch, but he is very insightful of his little apprentice's thoughts.

"Hmm. ”

Lu Zijiao nodded in response.

"You'll understand later. ”

Chen Changming smiled.

At this time, there was a Taoist man with white hair at the foot of the mountain, leading a young child and slowly walking onto the Shinto.

The bluestone slabs are old, and the moss on them is several layers thick.

The bamboos and trees on both sides of the road rise together, the mountains are undulating, and the scenery is strange and beautiful, and it deserves to be a fairyland on earth.

Zhang Mingjun took Mu Sanqian and stepped on the bluestone road step by step back to Wudang.