Wu Daoan sat in the window seat of the train, smiling bitterly and sending a text message to Shui Yuehan to explain his "goodbye". Shui Yuehan originally wanted to go to Happy Valley with him on Saturday, but he didn't expect that he was already on the train to Wudang Mountain, so he was naturally very angry. Wu Daoan was also very helpless, and told her early that he was afraid that she would follow her. After all, it's still very troublesome for girls to stick to people. And he and Han Zongxian still have some important things to do on this trip, and one more person may be more troublesome.

Han Zongxian sat beside him, wearing a large headset. In other words, Han's preferences really change day by day. Today I borrowed a bunch of ancient Zhiwei novels from the library to read, and tomorrow I opened the thick Oxford English-Chinese dictionary to learn E text, and the day after tomorrow I downloaded an online game for a day, and then deleted it. According to Han's explanation, he is quickly and comprehensively understanding this world that is new to him. Recently, he has become interested in classical music, and when he has nothing to do, he puts on a headset and closes his eyes as if no one is around.

A young man in his 20s who looked like a part-time worker sitting next to Han Zongxian was always trying his best to sneak a peek at Wu Daoan. It is said that Wu Daoan took off his hat, sunglasses and mask after getting on the train, after all, it is impossible for anyone here to know him, and it will not have any intersection with his future life, so there is no need to wear these uncomfortable things all the time. As a result, the male compatriots around him are always trying to observe him from all angles. Although Wu Daoan is dressed in a jacket and sports pants that are common for boys, normal people will never think he is a boy when they see his slender body and beautiful face like a poetic painting, but think that this is a naughty little girl who loves to wear boys' clothes. Slowly, this feeling of zoo pandas being watched made Wu Daoan very unhappy, and he decided to fight back.

He first looked back at him decisively when the young man who was separated from him from Han Zongxian peeked at him again. The young man met his clear and bright eyes directly, and lowered his head with a blushing face, like a big girl. He replied with the same gaze to the men around him, who all avoided it a little weakly. Then Wu Daoan didn't bother to pay attention to them, leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and started today's practice.

After returning to the Dantian Qi Sea after 360 weeks of running True Qi, Wu Daoan fell asleep in a feeling of comfort all over his body. When he woke up again, it was only half past five in the morning, and it was not yet dawn, but he was not sleepy, and read novels on his mobile phone to pass the time. At 9 o'clock in the morning, the train arrived at the station on time, and the two went straight to the bus station, and came to the mountain gate at 10 o'clock to buy a ticket to enter the mountain.

Sitting on the tour bus in the scenic area, the two came to the halfway up the mountain. After coming here, Wu Daoan clearly felt that some wonderful substance in the air had penetrated directly into his pores. As soon as his true qi combined with this substance, he actually began to liquefy further. Han Zongxian closed his eyes for a while, nodded and said: "Sure enough, there is heaven and earth aura here, but the aura of fireworks is too strong, and the quality of aura is extremely low. If the old man retreats here after the meridians are smooth, it will take about 30 years to resume his cultivation. ”

"Don't dream, this kind of famous mountains and rivers can stay if you want to, the Tourism Administration will definitely blast you out of the mountain gate. Wu Daoan thought he was whimsical.

"This matter will be discussed later. Let's go to those few places first to see if there are monks. ”

So, they climbed all the way to the most famous Golden Temple. During this time, the more Wu Daoan became familiar with True Qi, the more he discovered that the magic of True Qi was endless. For example, this time to climb the mountain, it took 2 hours, if normal people would rest halfway, but he operated his true qi according to the method of Han Zongxian's sect, and he actually climbed the mountain without any fatigue, and he didn't sweat out to the top of Tianzhu Peak.

The Golden Hall is crowded with many tourists who worship Emperor Zhenwu. Han Zongxian looked at the golden statue of the True Martial Emperor in the hall, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Sure enough, this True Martial Emperor is exactly the same as the True Martial Demon Emperor enshrined by the True Martial Sect of my True Cultivation Realm! It seems that there must have been a great supernatural monk who shuttled between the two realms many years ago! Let's look around here to see if there are any monks." ”

Wu Daoan nodded inexplicably, and wandered around the Golden Hall with Han Zongxian, and Han Zongxian had already taught him how to identify monks on the train. In general, monks can easily find monks of the same rank or lower rank than themselves. However, if a high-ranking monk deliberately conceals his cultivation, the low-level monk will definitely not be able to identify it. Therefore, in the cultivation realm, there are often stories of a certain Yuan Infant Stage monk who has been hidden in the mortal world for decades and no one knows him, or a certain God Stage monk who disguises himself as an outer disciple in a sect and is not discovered for decades.

Wu Daoan deliberately approached those who were wearing Dao robes, but unfortunately there was no true qi flowing in their bodies, and they were obviously not monks at all. In desperation, he and Han Zongxian went down the mountain to Zixiao Palace, and he had the impression that there was a Taoist association there, and there might be monks.

The inside of Zixiao Palace is the same, there are tourists everywhere, and there are two Taoist priests sitting in the inner hall who draw lots to relieve people's lives, but they are all ordinary people who have no true qi flowing at all. In disappointment, a middle-aged Taoist priest came down the second road of the apse where the tourists stopped, looked at Wu Daoan with a shocked face, and said on the spot: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." May I ask Daoyou, which senior disciple is you?"

Wu Daoan felt that this middle-aged Taoist priest's cultivation was only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and even he was far inferior, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and on the surface, he also returned the salute, and replied according to Han Zongxian's teaching in advance: "In the next medium of scattered cultivation, there is no door and no sect." Wudang Mountain is the holy place of our monks, and it has been longed for a long time. ”

"Scattered cultivation, dare to ask Daoyou, but you are in the middle stage of foundation building?" the middle-aged Taoist priest's face was even more shocked.

"No, it's really the middle stage of foundation building. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to take a breath of cold air, and said after a while: "Daoist friends have come from afar to my Wudang faction, and we should receive one or two." Fellow Daoists, please follow me to the living room, and I will inform the head of the uncle. ”

"That's it. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Han Zongxian again and asked, "Dare to ask who this is?"

Han Zongxian said: "Below is his elder brother, who has no spiritual root and has never cultivated the Tao. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and said, "That's it, come with me." ”

So, the group came all the way to a hall where the tourists stopped, and the middle-aged Taoist priest invited them to sit down in turn, served tea, and then went out to find the master. Just a short time later, the door was pushed open, and a 17 or 8-year-old girl wearing a Taoist robe with a rather delicate face walked in, Wu Daoan was taken aback: "You are the head of the Wudang faction?!"

The girl giggled, and her voice was like a bell. "My sister is talking so interestingly, how can I be. I met Senior Brother Zhang on the road just now, and he said that when he first met a little sister who was only 16 or 7 years old, she was already in the middle of foundation building, and I didn't believe it, so I ran over to take a look first. ”

This Dao robe girl has obvious fluctuations in her True Qi, and she is a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, which is one level higher than the middle-aged Taoist priest just now. However, Wu Daoan was actually called a little sister by her, and he didn't like it, so he hurriedly corrected it. "I'm a boy, and I'm 19 years old, older than you, so you should call me big brother. ”

The girl looked him up and down, and teased: "Yo, where is there such a beautiful brother, bullying me and not going out of the mountain gate? After finishing speaking, he actually walked up to him and stretched out his little nose to sniff, and said with a smile: "Your body fragrance smells so good, is it possible that boys also have this kind of body fragrance?"

Wu Daoan was a little angry, but it was not good to take off his pants and show her on the spot. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel even more proud, and directly pressed her little hand on his lower abdomen, directly felt his dantian breath, and exclaimed: "Ah, the Purple Mansion has been completed, the true qi is liquefied, and it is really in the middle stage of foundation building." Master always said that my immortal cultivation qualifications are rare, and when I reached the late stage of Qi cultivation at the age of 16, I was already the best among the younger generation of cultivators. But why is it that your cultivation is so much higher than mine, Master, has he been comforting me?" After speaking, he looked at him with big eyes and a blink.

At this moment, Wu Daoan was sitting on the chair, and the girl bent down in front of him, pressing her right hand on his lower abdomen, her delicate face was less than 15 cm away from him, the unique girlish body fragrance penetrated into his nose, and the long hair also brushed on his cheeks from time to time with the breeze, making his heart beat faster, and the blush climbed onto his pretty face, not daring to look at her directly. As a result, this little girl still had to inch in, and her right hand was put into a half-fist and gently lifted her little chin, and she praised: "Are the girls under the mountain as shy as you? It's not the same as what I saw on the Internet." ”

Wu Daoan was in a panic, turned his head to Han Zongxian on the side, and asked for help: "Old Han, you should say a few words, you know my identity best." ”

The little girl let him go, looked at Han Zongxian, and said, "Why doesn't he have any cultivation at all." Ah, I see, he's your boyfriend, isn't he? Hee-hee, he's pretty handsome. When I successfully build the foundation and can go down the mountain, I will definitely find such a handsome boy to be my boyfriend. ”

Wu Daoan became more and more embarrassed, where is this. At this moment, an old and majestic voice came to mind outside the door: "Xuan'er, don't be rude in front of guests." Then, a white-bearded old Taoist walked in the door, followed by the middle-aged Taoist priest they had seen before.

The little girl made a grimace at Wu Daoan, then ran to the old Taoist priest's side, and said coquettishly: "Master, people just entertained the guests first, so there was nothing rude." ”

The old Taoist priest touched her head dotingly, then turned to the two of them and arched his hands seriously, and said: "Gu Yunhao, the president of the Wudang Mountain Taoist Association and the thirty-seventh generation head of Wudang Mountain, has seen Taoist friends. The little apprentice Xuan'er was naughty by nature, which made Daoyou smile. ”