After all, Mu Sanqian was only ten years old when he was young, and his legs were already tired after walking half of the mountain road, if he hadn't been curious about the beautiful scenery on both sides of the mountain road, he would have been tired and couldn't move on the ground.

Zhang Mingjun asked Mu Sanqian to lie on his back, and walked up the mountain with the little apprentice on his back.

"From Dunhuang to the south, we can travel thousands of miles in a day, but the road up the mountain is still a solid walk. ”

"Hmm. ”

Mu Sanqian lay on the master's back and couldn't care about the pain of the master's bones, and after being extremely tired, he was tired and surging over, and he was about to fall asleep slowly. I couldn't tell what the master was talking to me, so I vaguely agreed and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

On the tortuous and tactful Shinto, Zhang Mingjun walked to the mountain gate step by step with Mu Sanqian on his back.

Chen Changming and Lu Zijiao watched the master walk closer and closer from the mountain road, and waited for half an hour when they went down the mountain. The two of them saluted together, and respectfully called Uncle Palm, Uncle Palm.

Zhang Mingjun smiled and nodded, the two straightened up, Chen Changming still looked indifferent, Lu Zijiao looked very excited, seemed to hold back a lot of words in his heart, and didn't think about where to start for a while, and his little face was red. As a result, the master Chen Changming swallowed it back after a glance, and honestly followed the master.

"This kid is the prince of the Buddha Kingdom of Tisha?"

Chen Changming followed behind Zhang Mingjun and saw the child lying on his uncle's back, so he asked.

"Worldly identity is just a dispensable mark for us cultivators, from today on, he is your little junior brother, and he is our Wudang person. ”

"Uncle Ancestor, Uncle Ancestor, then he is my master's little junior brother, won't he become my little uncle?

Lu Zijiao listened carefully on the side, and he also saw the child sleeping soundly on the back of Shi Shuzu, that is the disciple that Shi Shuzu received when he went down the mountain this time?

Suddenly, there was an uncle who was younger than him, and Lu Zijiao thought about it and felt a little unbalanced in his heart. He didn't expect that before that, he was the one who took advantage of his seniority and was called Uncle Xiao all day long.

Lu Zijiao's question made Zhang Mingjun feel interesting, although Chen Changming Shen Lian followed Lu You three young people on the mountain, but only Chen Changming's apprentice Lu Zijiao was the size of Mu Sanqian.

After that, Mu Sanqian will definitely have to play and live with Lu Zijiao on the mountain, the two are of the same age, so it is naturally easy to get along together. However, Lu Zijiao is an extremely honest child, compared to Mu Sanqian's flowery eyes like lotus root, Lu Zijiao has simply become an elm pimple.

The two must be very interesting to get along with each other in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mingjun couldn't help but laugh twice.

Chen Changming thought that Lu Zijiao's question was too unruly, so he glared at his apprentice, but Lu Zijiao immediately fell silent and began to cry with a sad face.

"Chang Ming, you are a little too strict, you see that Lu Zijiao is too frightened to speak when you look at him, and the other brothers on the mountain are also afraid of you. It's good to be serious, but also be approachable. ”

"It's Uncle Shi, and I remember my name. ”

Chen Changming agreed, but the word rules had long been engraved in the heart of the senior brother, and with his more serious temperament, I am afraid that this style of acting will be difficult to change for a lifetime.

Zhang Mingjun also knows that Chen Changming is like this now and will be like this in the future, and whether he says it or not has no effect. So he shook his head happily and continued to walk up the mountain.

The ten-mile mountain road leads to the Taihe Palace. On the way, Zhang Mingjun asked Chen Changming how the situation on the mountain was when he went down the mountain, the four ancestors were still healthy, how Yao Jian's elixir was refined, the new boxing method studied by Yu Dahai had made progress, whether Sun Like's ancestor was still in the back mountain and faced the wall martial arts, the juniors could do their homework on time, morning and evening, and whether the vegetable garden left by the old master on the mountain was well taken care of.

It seems that all the trivial things are insignificant, and Chen Changming answers them one by one.

When he was about to arrive at Nanyan Palace, Mu Sanqian's body on Zhang Mingjun's back suddenly moved, Zhang Zhangjiao turned his face slightly, and Mu Sanqian was still asleep.

Chen Changming also noticed the moment of the little junior brother, and just looked at the senior uncle and wanted to ask out loud, Zhang Mingjun had already closed his head slightly.

I don't know how long it took for Mu Sanqian to wake up in a trance, and he was still on the mountain road paved with bluestone slabs of Wudang Shinto, but he didn't see the master or other Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain.

Forward, you can vaguely see the stacking of the Taihe Palace on the Tianzhu Peak, and there is a rank with the palace. At the intersection of the two slopes, there are four spine beasts, which resemble a unicorn and look like a turtle, looking very spirited.

There is a cliff clearing next to it, Mu Sanqian walked around the bluestone hook fence and found that there was a behemoth in the cliff clearing, as if a hill had been piled up on the spot.

When I got closer, I found that the behemoth was actually an elderly man sitting cross-legged. The old man was dressed in black, with gold armor and jade belts, and two angry sword eyebrows on his angular and square face, even if the old man closed his eyes at the moment, he looked very majestic.

This tall and mighty figure is definitely not an ordinary person, Mu Sanqian thought about it, he estimated that he was not as tall as the old man's calves, if he accidentally made him unhappy, it was difficult to ensure that he was as good-tempered as the master.

So Mu Sanqian didn't make a sound and was about to retreat quietly.

"Xiaoyou is here, why don't you have to leave without talking?"

The old man, who seemed to be in a fixed position, suddenly opened his mouth to speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth. Mu Sanqian hurriedly plugged his ears with his hands.

"Hehe, the kid worships under the seat of Zhang Mingjun and Zhang Zhenren, the current head of Wudang, who first came to Wudang and didn't dare to disturb Qing Xiu, and wanted to retreat. ”

Mu 3,000 is small, but he is a genuine emperor and tsar, and he can talk without leakage and get on the table. said that he worshiped under the sect leader, firstly, to tell him that he was also a disciple of Wudang, and his seniority was not low, you should not think that I was a bully because of my age, and secondly, I didn't dare to disturb the other party's Qingxiu is a self-surrendering posture, at least it can leave a good impression of modesty and politeness.

"Zhang Mingjun?"

The old man seemed to have some impression of the name, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he touched his head with his hand as soon as his brain moved. This movement was even more powerful, and the whistling of the sleeves brought gusts of mountain wind, and even Mu Sanqian's feet felt trembling.

"Oh, I remember, it's the junior. ”

The old man patted his head and made a sudden realization.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Sanqian, who listened directly, dropped his jaw in shock. Besides, along the way in northern Xinjiang, the master also told himself about the things on Wudang Mountain.

It is said that there are four senior brothers before he went up the mountain, Chen Changming, a senior brother who is serious and almost old-fashioned, Shang Rong, who is the most important and has the true inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, Guo Datie, a blacksmith brother who was brought back from the mountain by Yao Jian, and Lu You, a fourth senior brother who majored in kendo, and the four of them are the disciples of the four uncles.

The four uncles live in a simple place on the mountain, and they are already living immortals, and their seniority is also the highest. Although his master is the same generation as the other four, his status is slightly higher, dare to say that the master is a descendant of the younger generation? This person is really interesting.

"Boy, you want to ask me who I am, why do you dare to call your master a junior, right?"

The old man laughed, obviously seeing what Mu Sanqian, who was standing silently but with a wonderful expression, was thinking.

Mu Sanqian smiled, and it was not a shame for his mind to be seen through.

"When you see your master and mention it to him, he will naturally tell you who I am. But call him a junior, he won't suffer. ”

"Yes. ”

Mu Sanqian respectfully agreed.

"You're kind of funny, kid. Come and sit here and talk with me. ”

The old man seemed to be quite interested, beckoning Mu Sanqian to sit beside him.