If you stand on the top of the Big Lotus Peak with the widest view, you will see the two mountaineering sacred roads, shoulder to shoulder, north and south, lying toweringly on Wudang Mountain.

As a famous scenic spot in Wudang Mountain, Xixiang Pool is crowded with tourists and pilgrims who are with family members lingering here. The gangsters with a loud voice stood on the bluestone by the pool and spoke loudly about the various wonders and anecdotes of Xixiang Pool, saying that the current sword-man in Wu, Wang Xiaoping, once lived in seclusion here, and then he was able to fight with the heart-wrenching battle with the King of Wudicheng Wang Xianzhi, and said that the current King Liang has practiced swords here for several years. Before going down the mountain, he could force the waterfall to flow back with a knife, and it was a huge momentum.

Ten miles away... I heard that the younger men and women were all swaying in their hearts. The young heroes who were just starting out and looking forward to the world were even more excited. Everyone seemed to have witnessed the peerless style of the young master of martial arts. There was a pavilion near the Xixiang Pool, among which there were stalls, selling incense and candles for gods, explaining fortune telling for others, and selling various clever objects. There were even vendors who set up stoves on the spot, Wudang Chunseed Bread, Taoist Fried, Dingshen Soup, etc., all of which were available.

A young man carried a bucket on his shoulder and stood in a daze outside the dense crowd. If he wanted to carry two buckets of water, he would not have to make a bloody road? He had to go back along a deep bluestone path and return to the hut where the hostess had temporarily disappeared. He put down the bucket of water on his shoulder pole, took a gourd, bent down, shake a scoop of water from the bottom of the water tank, slowly walked towards the vegetable garden, and watered it leisurely. After autumn, the vegetable garden

The greenness is far less intense than spring and summer, and I look a little lonely. Finally, he squatted on the edge of the vegetable garden with a gourd ladle and wandered thousands of miles. After sensing a sense of familiarity that deliberately showed a little bit of it, he stood up and walked towards the hut, and saw Deng Taia who was leading the donkey. He stood outside the short purple bamboo fence. When he saw the owner, the Peach Blossom Sword God gently pushed it away, tied the reins, and sat on the small bamboo chair brought by the young man, with a chill on his butt.

Because Xu Fengnian flew over Wudang Mountain with Li Dong on his back, he reached the top earlier than Deng Tai'a who was climbing the steps. At this time, he asked with a smile: "Have you been to Lu Zuting?"

Deng Tai'a nodded and said, "If it weren't for that monument, I wouldn't be able to recognize it."

Xu Fengnian asked again: "What's the word?"

Deng Tai'a said calmly: "It's boring."

Xu Fengnian said with peace of mind: "I didn't even have a first-class level before going down the mountain, so it was normal for me to be lacking in spirit."

It turned out that the simple Lu Zu Pavilion was built seven hundred years ago. According to local county chronicles, before using Wudang Mountain as a place of practice, the young Lu Zu climbed the mountain alone with a sword and climbed up and looked far away from the mountain. An old man appeared with a candy cane and asked Lu Zu, who was not famous at that time, for the way to immortality. Lu Zu gave him a prophecy to help him prove the truth. Finally, a poem was widely circulated, which was said to be from Lu Zu, "Walking alone, sitting alone, not knowing each other. Only the old locust master knows the past." The poem was engraved on an ancient monument by the Taoist Wudang, but the time has been long and the handwriting was almost weathered and smoothed. Before Xu Fengnian practiced his sword and went down the mountain, a young master uncle riding a cow was pushed out by his senior brother and asked Xu Fengnian for the inscription changed to running cursive.

Deng Tai'a looked around and felt at ease.

Xu Fengnian joked: "The martial arts master on Wudang Mountain is really a mess. In the southern border, there is Mao Shulang, a master of swordsman who is trying to become a Confucian saint, Cheng Baishuang, the master of swordsman Ji Lu'an, and Wei Miao and Xue Songguan in Shuzhao."

Deng Tai Ayu is not shocking and never stops. "I just saw Gu Jiantang when I was climbing the mountain, and then I saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng in Lu Zuting."

Xu Fengnian frowned, "I didn't realize that Gu Jiantang climbed the mountain, it was not surprising that he was just Xuanyuan Qingfeng was close..."

Deng Tai'a said in one sentence, "In the battle outside Tai'an City, Cao Changqing seemed to favor this woman who blocked the road. Xuanyuan Qingfeng benefited a lot, and now he is probably only a line away."

Xu Fengnian sighed: "So that's the case. The opportunity of this Daxueping woman in charge has never been often argued. Liu Songtao, Zhao Huangchao, Wang Xianzhi, and Cao Changqing have either taught each other or pointed out the secrets, and eventually became one of the few masters in the world."

Deng Tai'ao said sarcastically: "You missed the most important person, right?"

Xu Fengnian's face was immediately embarrassed.

Deng Taia suddenly asked: "Do I need to block Gu Jiantang with unknown intentions for you?"

Xu Fengnian felt confused. For some reason, this peach blossom sword god who was transcendent and alienated, suddenly had such a bodhisattva heart. You must know that Wang Xianzhi had already made a final conclusion about Deng Tai'a's character. It basically means that Deng Tai'a is the most ruthless in his love for swords, so he is the most in line with the way of heaven. What's more, Gu Jiantang, who was at the forefront of the Liyang court, left the jurisdiction without authorization and chose to visit Wudang Mountain in a private manner. He was a one-man walk into the hinterland of Beiliang. He obviously would not turn around in Wudang Mountain. He took a step back ten thousand steps, even if Xu Fengnian was not at the peak of his realm, he still had a great chance of winning against Gu Jiantang who had been hiding for many years.

Just when Xu Fengnian was puzzled, Deng Taia coughed gently and disappeared in an instant. Xu Fengnian subconsciously looked at the Zizhu Fence, and even the old donkey disappeared.

Xu Fengnian, with a gray face, turned his head stiffly and looked up. Sure enough, in the vegetable garden in the northeast corner of the thatched hut, some of the originally pleasant greenery had been gnawed away, just like a landscape painting written by a famous artist, digging a hole for an ignorant child!

Previously, a monk in white strode and turned around and walked into the house to pick up the kitchen knife. Xu Fengnian was exactly the same. He gritted his teeth and ran back to the hut, quickly took off the scallop hanging from the wall, and after leaving the house, he said angrily: "Teacher Deng! Don't run away if you have the guts! I'll treat you to the fire tonight!"

Both the great master of martial arts, once Deng Tai'a deliberately concealed his aura, even Xu Fengnian could not catch clues.

Xu Fengnian squatted on the ground and sighed, "What a fucking disaster."

Sometimes God punches you, not giving you another date, but punching you again.

When Xu Fengnian saw a dress coming from the corner of her eyes, she felt like she was struck by lightning, and it was raining all night!

Xu Fengnian is worthy of being a person with the title of King of Different surnames and Dazhu Kingdom above his head. He made a quick decision, no matter what he could avoid the first day of the lunar month and the fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would live one more day.

So when Xu Feng was rushing away, Jiang Ni's voice full of grief and anger came from behind, "My surname is Xu! You are dead today!"

Jiang Ni carried a big red sandalwood box on his back and suddenly took the sword into the air, with a rainbow of momentum. She stepped on the sword of the Daliang Dragon Bird. After the flying sword suddenly hovered, she looked down at the entire Great Lotus Peak with red eyes. Her murderous aura was so shocking that it was shocking.

A small vegetable garden can make the two great masters of martial arts critics look at each other like thunder pools, which is incredible.

Xu Fengnian, beyond Jiang Ni's expectations, not only did not slip down the mountain directly, nor did he even snatch too far away, but he was hiding in the crowded crowded stall, squatting behind a crowded stall, and bought two Wudang Chunseed Bread with the boss lady who was still charming, and chewed it slowly, as if he was tasting a snatched rice. The woman was also curious about why the handsome young man squatting at her feet did not want to sit down. Her pretty face turned slightly red. Could it be that he had the intention? She didn't have too many beautiful ripples in her heart, and she just felt that if she had known this was the case, she should have collected two more coins from him just now.

Next to this stall is an old goatee who is unwilling to make a marriage sign for people, wearing an old Taoist robe with great sewing. It seems that the style is obviously not a Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain. There is a large green bamboo stick on the small table with shiny caressing, allowing the guests to draw lots and then cancel the money.

Xu Fengnian looked up and was surprised that the stall's business was booming. There were no less than 30 or 40 men and women waiting for the lottery draw. The old Taoist, the old god, was sitting behind the table, squinting his eyes and twisting his beards. The guest opposite the table was a graceful young woman. It was probably a pilgrim who came to Wudang Mountain to burn incense from thousands of miles away from Jiangnan Road. Although he was not tall, his face was a little tender, and his chest was very heavy. The old Taoist raised his butt slightly calmly to glance at her waist. Tsk tsk, his slim waist was so thin that he had to worry about whether she would blow her waist in a wind.

Xu Fengnian couldn't help but feel a little slandered. When he was in a downturn, he had done such a lack of money, but he never encountered such a good situation. He often had no guests with his hands until the bustling temple fair ended.

Seeing Xu Fengnian's expression, the woman laughed softly in her spare time: "Young Master, although this old immortal Wu is not a Taoist in Wudang, he has heard that his marriage is extremely effective within a hundred miles. I saw with my own eyes that many young ladies from Liangzhou came to draw lots. Some people even came to give Wu Laoxian after getting what they wanted, and at most one person, with a whopping ten taels of silver. It is true that the heart is sincere and the spirit is."

Xu Fengnian ate Wudang Chun Shaobiao hard and said angrily: "If I set up a stall here to make money, I will be willing to hire some women to act. Over time, it will be effective."

The woman was so amused and crying. As a widowed Wenjun, she had also been curious and hoped to go to the next door to draw lots. After hearing this young guest blowing the snails so big, she couldn't say anything ugly and harsh, so she had to say, "Young Master, you really... like to tell jokes."

Xu Fengnian laughed it off.

The little lady with slender waist and spectacular chest shook out a sign, held it hard in her hand, looked down timidly, and was a little confused, reaching out to hand over the marriage sign, Jiaojiao softly asked, "Master, how can this sign be resolved?"

Perhaps she was a woman from a big group of people. When she handed the visa, she just carefully clamped her fingers at the tail end. She felt a little sorry for the old Taoist priest who couldn't take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the visa. She looked down at the signature in her hand, looked up at her solemnly, then picked up the teapot and drank a sip of tea. She moistened her throat, and then said slowly: "'Another, that's OK.' These are twenty-eight signs."

The little lady was nervous and waited for the following text.

The old Taoist smiled slightly, "Don't worry, girl. Although it is not a good sign for the best sign for the good fortune, it is also a good sign for the Pingzhi. It means that if the person the girl likes cannot get it once, remember not to be discouraged, as there will always be a bright future."

The little lady, whose forehead was already sweating, felt relieved and smiled. The graceful charm that was rare in Beiliang almost made the old Taoist obsessed with it.

The little lady asked the maid beside her to take out a hundred more coins of copper coins and turned around and left happily.

The guest below was a strong young man. He grabbed the sign and shook it hard. After throwing out a sign, he grabbed it and patted it on the table, "Look at what sign it is!"

The old Taoist's eyelids trembled, and he picked up the bamboo stick with a stern face, and said concisely: "'Fei Chang's house can't shrink all his lovesickness', sixteen signs, I'll give you a sign."

The young man was stunned and said angrily: "Even the young lady's twenty-eight signs are all for the top 28. Why is my sixteenth sign a bullshit sign? Old bastard! Are you looking for peeling?!"

The old Taoist ignored this and slightly shifted his sight, "Next."

The young man said annoyedly: "I won't give you money!"

The old Taoist is indeed worthy of being the immortal leader who is not as good as the world's fireworks. He said calmly: "I have a rule to explain the signature for others. No matter how good the signature is, I will believe it all. If I don't believe it, I will never be embarrassed if I leave."

The young man was obviously shocked, his momentum dropped sharply, and he asked, "What is this long-term house?"

The old Taoist sneered: "He is a famous Taoist immortal in the Dafeng Dynasty!"

The old man paused for a moment, his face full of solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "This Master Fei and my ancestors of the sect are also very close friends, and finally made an appointment to ascend together. The grand occasion of the world is nothing more than this."

The young man looked shocked, but in the end he took out a hundred coins of copper, put them gently on the table, and left sadly with great worries.

After this big and small storm, the old Taoist priest showed his style as a master, so that the dilapidated Taoist robe seemed to have a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Xu Fengnian saw it from the beginning and looked at it with admiration. The old scammer was indeed a bit good. He became more and more interested in watching the excitement. The signatures for the guests were relatively dull. They were not bad at making a bad sign or not. However, what is interesting is that many of the contents were taken from Wang Chudong's "Taichang Snow". Like a young man who asked for a "light spring knife like soil", and the subsequent "I can't bear to watch your hair green again, but I met a yellow shirt" were all excerpted from the popular sentences of "Taichang Snow". It is notorious that the few honorable ladies in the Liyang Palace in the early years all liked the head snow very much. Not only that, even the three lyrics of the Beimang Qijian Yuefu selected the first novel lyrics of the head snow. It can be imagined that if Wang Chudong appeared in the Central Plains Shilin, he would definitely be the first-class guest of honor.

Whenever he heard a familiar word, Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes and smiled, and finally he looked a little dazed. He remembered that a woman married thousands of miles away, and was once the most infatuated with this book.
Chapter completed!