The sound of Wudang Dao is clear and melodious, and the disciples of the outer gate of the square in front of the Taihe Palace practice in formation, and occasionally pilgrims will stop to watch when they go up the mountain, and even some children will follow behind to learn a few times decently.

Zhang Mingjun and a few other old immortals were naturally not able to see each other, but there were also a few little real people on the mountain who were also very close and kind, and the good men and women who could talk to them and go up the mountain also felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Of course, these little real people refer to Shang Rong Guo and the two irons, and the senior brother Chen Changming, he looks at it with a cold face all day long, and it is not easy to approach, as for Lu You, it is estimated that the pilgrims who don't often go up the mountain don't know that there is such a person on the mountain.

The mountains behind Wudang are dense and rocky, and they are far from being repaired and built by manpower like the area around Taihe Palace. Therefore, except for the disciples in the Wudang Sect, outsiders rarely set foot in the back mountain.

After Lu Zijiao finished the morning class, he went to make a light meal, a plate of light and delicious side dishes, a bowl of white rice, and a few slices of cut fruit. After packing it up and putting it in the food box, Lu Zijiao hurriedly ran to the back mountain.

All the way to the back mountain waterfall under the deep pool, far away from the old man saw the little uncle wood three thousand.

However, Uncle Xiao seemed to be a little wrong, only to see him lying alone on the edge of the deep pool for a long time without moving, and he shouted twice and did not respond.

Lu Zijiao's heart is not good, it is better that something should happen to the little uncle. So he quickened his pace, and the chubby flesh on his body began to sway one step at a time.

"Little uncle!

When he arrived, Lu Zijiao threw the food box aside and lay down beside Mu Sanqian, first shaking Mu Sanqian's arm very carefully.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay?"

Mu Sanqian was lying on the pile of rubble with his eyes closed, his breathing was still normal, and he looked like he had fainted. Lu Zijiao noticed that Uncle Xiao's right hand was somehow cracked between the fingers, blood flowed, and the pebbles beside him were dark red.

Lu Zijiao tore off a piece of his robe and hurriedly bandaged the wound of the little uncle.

"What's the matter? It's only been one night of hard work to make it so miserable, little uncle, you should wake up." ”

"Don't shake it, I'm really going to be miserable if I shake it again. ”

Mu Sanqian, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, you're fine, that's good, that's good!"

Hearing Mu Sanqian's words, Lu Zijiao relieved himself.

"I went to the grass hut early in the morning to look for you, but you weren't there, and I didn't expect to wake up the master. The master said that he wanted me to come to the back mountain to see you after finishing the morning class, and asked me to bring something to eat. ”

"You brought something to eat?"

As soon as Lu Zijiao said that he had brought food, Mu Sanqian immediately came to his senses, and Gu Lu sat up suddenly.

There was only a plate of side dishes, a bowl of white rice, and a few pieces of fruit in the food box, but for Mu Sanqian, who had been hungry for a long time, as long as he could eat at the moment, it was almost a delicacy in the world.

A storm swept away.

After eating, he burped, Mu Sanqian stood up and walked to the edge of the pool, bowed with his hand and washed his face. Before dawn, he ran to the back mountain, and now he feels a little sleepy, but time is tight, Mu Sanqian can only cheer up.

"No wonder Senior Brother Lu You said that Senior Brother is not an ordinary person, and he knew where I had gone before he washed his face when he got up in the morning. ”

"Have you seen Uncle Lu You?"

Lu Zijiao was quite surprised, Uncle Lu You is famous for his three regards on the mountain, and the so-called three regardlessness refers to not being under the control of the elders, regardless of the junior disciples, and regardless of the mundane things on the mountain. It's been three or five years since I went up the mountain hastily, but I've never heard of Uncle Lu You's concern about anyone's affairs.

"I saw it, but I left it before I could ask for advice. ”

After Mu Sanqian was full and washed his face, he sat on the ground next to him to rest, and he didn't care about the damp soil and dirt on the side of the pool. In fact, his trouser legs were soaked in water and covered with weeds and mud, and he looked exactly like an old farmer who had just returned from planting rice in the field, except that he was too young.

"What's not to be satisfied with, you must know that I haven't seen Uncle Lu You a few times in the mountains for so many years. Uncle Guo Datie and my master all said that Uncle Lu You is the highest sword cultivation in Wudang Mountain, I want to beg him to teach me a few tricks, and I still have to travel with a sword when I walk the rivers and lakes in the future, so much spirit!"

Lu Zijiao said with a yearning face, and he has become a master of walking with a sword and a happy river.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to love those pompous appearances too. ”

Mu Sanqian ha, seeing that Lu Zijiao's personality is similar to Uncle Guo Datie, they are all simple and beautiful people, but I didn't expect him to yearn for the kind of beautiful appearance that is suave and suave.

Thinking about it, who is not, most people want to become a master who is admired by thousands of people in the rivers and lakes.

"Not to mention those who don't have it, Senior Brother Lu You told me the meaning of the martial arts test, and I still have a day and a half to practice, but I can't waste it. ”

Taking a breath, Mu Sanqian stood up again, slowly squeezed his arm twice and moved it slightly.

Lu Zijiao packed up the food box and stepped aside, but did not leave. It is essential to follow the master in the morning class every day, but after lunch, I basically go back to practice on my own. If there is nothing to do in the afternoon, it is better to watch Uncle Lu You and see what secret methods have been taught by Uncle Lu You, even if you can't open your eyes.

Mu Sanqian picked up the stone with his right hand, which was torn off and bandaged by Lu Zijiao, and it was still the size of an almond, but only one piece was picked up.

The dantian qi machine was mobilized again, all the way along the meridians, the dispatch of the qi machine in the body has become more and more familiar for a long time, and when it came to the palm of the right hand, Mu Sanqian deliberately restrained, and slowly piled up the qi machine at the acupoints and veins of the palm, and extracted a trace of it and gradually penetrated, as if using an embroidery needle to pierce the plug blocked at the acupoints.

Little by little, it pierced, penetrated, and then gradually increased the circulation of the air engine.

Lu Zijiao held his breath and stared beside him, for fear that the loud breathing would affect the little uncle.

I saw that Mu Sanqian's right hand began to tremble extremely quickly, and the blood stains on the bandaged cloth began to worsen again, obviously for some reason, the laceration on the palm of the little uncle began to flow blood again.

With the trembling palm of the hand, there is also a stone that was placed in the palm of the hand by Mu Sanqian, this stone is not moved because of the palm, because it can be clearly seen that the small stone is actually suspended in the palm of the little uncle at the moment!

Mu Sanqian groped alone for the whole morning, at first the qi machine ran to the palm of the palm and couldn't even break through the acupoints, every time it would be seriously injured, and the more the qi machine accumulated, the greater the counter-injury. That's why Mu Sanqian's fingers were torn apart, and blood was dripping.

After trying a few times but it didn't work, Mu Sanqian changed his mind, controlled the qi engine to extract a very small part, like a silver needle to puncture the obstacle, and then gradually expanded the hole, and finally sprayed out all the qi engine.

After the change, the effect was immediate, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, only a few inches away from Mu Sanqian's palm. But this gave Mu Sanqian hope of success.

This time, he was extremely cautious, concentrating on controlling the volume of the qi machine, and finally the gap in the acupuncture veins was widened, and when the best time came, Mu Sanqian decisively pushed out all the energy!

The almond-sized stone snorted, swirled out of Mu Sanqian's palm, floated twice on the deep pool, and sank less than a zhang away.

"It's crooked. ”

Mu Sanqian silently recited a sentence.

"Uncle Lu You didn't teach you sword moves. ”

Lu Zijiao watched from the side for a long time and saw that Uncle Xiao came like this, and he was a little disappointed.

"You deserve it!"

Mu Sanqian practiced hard in the morning, and just saw that he had some complexion, but he was doused by Lu Zijiao's words.

"Why don't you try it?"

Lu Zijiao smiled, and picked up a small pebble from the ground without pushing.

"I haven't done it before, but I think it should be possible. ”

Raising his hand, opening his palm, the qi engine was running in one go, and the stone in Lu Zijiao's hand flew out more and more in response, and it stopped and fell into the pool when it was almost in front of the waterfall.

Mu Sanqian glanced at Lu Zijiao, didn't speak, just silently picked up another stone and put it in his hand.

Again!