Chapter 5, under Wudang Mountain

Spring is the season of sowing.

Chen Fan is an ordinary farmer, he has a wife and a mother.

His mother was too old to do anything other than do daily needlework to support the family. Her wife's health has always been not very good, and her hands and feet are a little inconvenient, in addition to being responsible for daily laundry and cooking, it is difficult to do other things.

Therefore, the livelihood of the family of three fell on him.

There are thousands of people like him at the foot of Wudang Mountain, so he doesn't complain, and even he is very happy.

What was he upset about?

-- He had a kind mother and a virtuous wife, and every day when he came home, his mother, who was not in good health, would prepare hot water for him to soak his feet, and his wife would keep the house in order so that he would not feel the slightest tiredness.

Therefore, although his life is busy, he is still very happy, very happy, he is very satisfied with this life, and he even hopes that such days will go on forever.

Today he got up very early, before dawn to be precise, and when he had finished sowing, the peasants of the same village with him got up, and when the peasants who lived with him every day saw him, he had already gone up the hill with his axe to cut wood.

He didn't need to be so tired, but he wished he could be tired these days.

He went to the market a few days ago and saw a very beautiful hairpin in the street, so he wanted to make more money, and bought the hairpin that was actually very cheap, but it was very expensive for him.

For half a month, he would go up the mountain every day to chop firewood, and he would only go home for dinner at noon, and in the afternoon, he would also go to the mountains to hunt and collect some medicinal materials needed by the pharmacy.

He was so tired and tired these days, but every day when he came home and saw his wife, who was very virtuous, very gentle, very loving, looking at him, and very kind and prepared water for his feet, he was so uplifted, that he didn't feel tired at all.

He has a lot of strength, he is very fast, he is very responsive, and he is also very diligent, he worked hard for half a month, and earned nearly ten times the silver taels of other villagers, and he finally went to the town to buy the hosta he had been looking at for a long time.

Chen Fan was very happy and excited, he bought a box of his mother's favorite pastries after buying the hosta, and ran home happily.

Before he got home, he saw his wife, who was doing housework with his hands and feet, and immediately walked over and picked up his wife, who was a little weak, and took the hairpin on his wife's head, and looked at it seriously for a long, long time, and then suddenly kissed his wife's somewhat pale face, and then smiled: "Lady, you are so beautiful." ”

The wife glanced at her husband angrily and muttered, "No matter how beautiful you are, it's just your own lady, what's there to shout about." ”

Chen Fan smiled, he hugged his wife tightly, and muttered: "Yes, no matter what, you are my lady, my own lady." ”

The wife originally wanted to break free, but when she heard Chen Fan muttering like a child, she couldn't help but sigh softly, she also hugged Chen Fan, and sighed softly: "Afan, since you got seriously ill, you have become more and more pestering." ”

"This is not God's blessing, let us understand the preciousness of our wife, but it's a pity that I forgot about me, a mother. The mother on one side gripped the pastry tightly with both hands, opened two mouthfuls of big yellow teeth, and joked.

Chen Fan slowly let go of his wife, looked at his mother with a smile and said, "How can I, how can I forget my mother, these days I want to buy pastries for my mother, so I will desperately go up the mountain to chop wood and collect medicine." As he spoke, he looked at his mother pitifully.

The old lady was not angry in the first place, and the smile on her face became even brighter when she saw her precious son like this.

Life is still very pleasant and very ordinary, everyone in the village lives almost the same life as Chen Fan, although their life is not rich, but they are more happy than any rich and noble.

Chen Fan was very happy and happy, he hugged his wife in his arms, looked at his kind mother, he hoped to be with these two people forever, and his life would go on like this forever.

Every day I go up the mountain to chop wood and collect medicine, and when I return home, I can see my gentle wife, kind and kind mother, there seems to be nothing better in the world than these things, if there is no accident, he really wants to live like this, but anyone in the world will encounter some unexpected things, and Chen Fan is also like this.

To be precise, before the third day of February, there was no one named Chen Fan in Changle Village, Wudang Mountain, nor a wife of Bi Cuilan, nor an old lady named Chen Mei, in fact, there was no such family before the third day of February, but after the third day of February, there was this family, and this family had a very happy and happy life.

No one asked how this family suddenly appeared, and no one doubted why this family appeared, and even in the eyes of the villagers of Changle Village, it seemed that this family originally existed in Changle Village, and had lived in Changle Village for generations.

This is really a very inconspicuous family, a family that is absolutely difficult to be discovered, but unfortunately some things in the world tend to change beyond anyone's control, so this family was finally discovered and unexpectedly discovered.

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The most famous sect in Wudang Mountain is Wudang, but there is not only one Wudang sect on Wudang Mountain, there are large and small sects in Wudang Mountain, Taoist priests, monks and nuns, but Wudang is very famous, so people ignore other sects.

The most famous person in Wudang Mountain is naturally the head of Wudang Shi Yan Zhenren, Wudang as Wulin Taishan Beidou, as the head of Wudang Shi Yan is naturally one of the most famous people in the world, but in addition to Shi Yan Zhenren, there is only one person in Wudang, that is, Mudao people.

Mudao Man is a very famous person, and he is also a very legendary figure. Mu Daoren is a disciple of the previous head Mei Zhenren, and he is also the first person since the establishment of Wudang Mountain to give up the head of Wudang and be willing to be a Taoist priest of Xianyun Yehe, so just by virtue of this, he can definitely be regarded as an extremely famous figure in the rivers and lakes, but he is not the only one.

The Mudao people claim to be the first in chess, the second in drinking, and the third in sword competition.

There are countless swordsmen who use swords up and down the rivers and lakes, and there are no longer a few famous swordsmen, just take the three young swordsmen Xie Xiaofeng, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Ye Gucheng at that time, it has already made many people who have practiced swords for many years out of reach, not to mention that there are Xue Yiren, Shuai Yifan, Li Guanyu, Xiao Qingyi, Dugu Yihe and other older generation sword masters, but no matter who denies this, it is obvious that this wooden Dao person's chess and wine sword attainments can be regarded as rare at that time.

Therefore, this kind of person is naturally extremely famous in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that the most famous thing about Mudao people is not these two points, but the third point.

Mudao people have a friend who likes to cause trouble the most in his life, and this person is Lu Xiaofeng.

He is Lu Xiaofeng's friend, and he is a friend of the year, so Lu Xiaofeng almost always causes trouble, and he almost thinks of this friend who has forgotten his year, so he, a famous man who is free and clean, has followed Lu Xiaofeng to do a lot of things that shocked the rivers and lakes.

Even if a Mudao person with these three points doesn't want to be famous, it's almost impossible.

Recently, the Mudao people have been a little lazy, since the Mudao people came back from Huashan Guanjian, he was a little lazy, he returned to Wudang Mountain, which could not go back to Wudang Mountain several times a year, and lived in Wudang Mountain, a residence is nearly half a year, this half a year he has been staying in Wudang Mountain, rarely going out.

Many people who are familiar with the Mudao people even think that something happened to the Mudao people, and only those who know the Mudao people know that the Mudao people watched the duel between the two top swordsmen in the world today in the battle on October 15 last year, and if they have an understanding, they have been studying the way of the sword in retreat these days, hoping that the sword path cultivation will be glimpsed into the upper realm again.

-- Anyone who learns swords wants to reach the pinnacle, and the way of the sword is like humanity, and everyone wants to understand more and understand it more clearly. But everyone knows that humanity is endless, and there is no end to the way of the sword.

But what can a person who learns a sword do? Since he has chosen a sword, he will not regret it, nor can he regret it.

Mudao people did not regret choosing the sword, as one of the most amazing swordsmen twenty years ago, he never regretted choosing the sword, he was obsessed with the sword, and it was precisely because of his obsession with the sword that he realized the truth that many people who have practiced the sword all their lives can not understand.

"The sword qi rushed straight out of the nine heavens, and a sword cold light nineteen states. Mu Daoren groaned softly, then glanced at the person sitting opposite and sighed lightly: "I think that the sword is not as good as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, and now it seems that it should be counted as an ink pouring pool." ”

Sitting opposite the wooden Taoist is a Taoist priest, a person who knows a little bit about Wudang can see that this person is Wudang Taoist Temple, the famous Taishan Beidou Shiyan in the rivers and lakes.

Shi Yan smiled bitterly, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and sighed lightly: "Although I haven't seen the decisive battle between Feng Qingyang and Mo Dumping Pool, it's rare to see that the master and uncle are so depressed. ”

Mu Daoren nodded, sighed: "There is no end to learning the sea, and there is no end to the way of swordsmanship, I have always thought that swordsmanship has reached the peak, and it is difficult to go further, but now it seems that it is not difficult to advance, but I think it is difficult to move forward." ”

Shi Yan lowered his head and smiled slightly, and sighed softly: "Since Uncle Shi understands this truth, wouldn't it be a matter of time before the way of the sword opens up a new face?

Mu Daoren glanced at Shi Yan, nodded and sighed, "Yes, I'm only stunned about one thing now. ”

"What?"

Mu Dao said: "Ink pouring pool." ”

"Ink pouring pool?" Shi Yan was stunned, not knowing why.

Mu Daoren looked at Shi Yan and said word by word: "I saw the ink pouring pond on Wudang Mountain. ”

Shi Yan's pupils shrank sharply, as if he had been thundered, and he stared at the Mu Dao man with wide eyes.

He could see that the Mudao people definitely didn't talk about it, and he also knew that the Mudao people were not the ones who said it, so it was very likely that this matter was true. (To be continued.) )