The setting sun shines, and the mountain wind blows.

Under the Shengguan Peak of Songshan Mountain, a group of four people walked on the winding mountain path.

From here, you can already see flying corners and flowing eaves hidden in the ancient forests on the mountain, and you can also vaguely see the Fengshan Platform on the top of the mountain.

While walking forward, Zuo Yi looked at the surrounding scenery, towering mountains, green ancient forests, birds singing and ape roaring, which was a wonderful scene.

I believe that practicing martial arts in such a place should be able to focus on one's mind and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

clang--

A clear and melodious bell sound came from a distance, and there seemed to be a faint sense of profound Zen in the sound.

Zuo Yi, who was enjoying the beautiful scenery, was stunned for a moment when he heard the bell and gradually burst into laughter.

"Junior Brother Zuo, why are you laughing?" Di Xiu asked strangely.

"Uh, nothing. I'm just thinking that while our disciples of Songshan Sect practice martial arts and swords every day, they can also listen to the inspiration and enlightenment of the sound of the Buddha bell. I guess they won't be worried about being obsessed with evil spirits." Zuo Yi said with a smile.

"this……"

Di Xiu smiled embarrassedly, but he stopped talking.

Zuo Yi shook his head and smiled, and continued to move forward.

Speaking of which, Taishi Mountain Shengguan Peak, where the Songshan School lives, is a beautiful mountain, water and scenery, and is indeed a good place to open the mountain.

But he slept beside the bed, a giant like Shaolin Temple was asleep.

Even within a radius of dozens of miles, there are no less than ten temples and Zen temples, most of which are branches of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin has been passed down for a long time, and almost every dynasty enjoys court worship and rewards. Most of the arable land at the foot of Songshan was given to Shaolin Temple, and most of the population at the foot of Songshan also favors Shaolin Temple.

Even the shepherd girl at the foot of the mountain is probably the illegitimate daughter of a monk.

In this case, it would be strange if Songshan Sect can be comfortable. I guess if I want to take a disciple, I need to run a few hundred miles more, otherwise the one who takes the door may be Shaolin's undercover...

No wonder once Songshan becomes strong, it can't wait to annex the Five Mountains Sword Sect. This is simply full of desire to survive...

If we rely solely on the Songshan School’s own basic structure, it is probably impossible for us to escape from the shadow of Shaolin Temple.

If one day there is a conflict with Shaolin, the monks may say: Donor, your sect has fallen into the devil's path and should be destroyed.

Therefore, Shaolin Temple can be listed, and there will be no one left in Songshan School Mao...

The question that Zuo Yi could think of is probably visible to everyone in the Songshan School, but what can I do if I see it?

The Songshan School has a bad foundation. Even if Zuo Lengchan's generation has produced more than a dozen first-class experts at the same time, she is still a younger brother in front of Shaolin Temple with deep roots...

Of course, the Songshan School can build a platform beside the bed of Shaolin Temple for so many years, so it should have its own way of survival.

When Zuo Yi was reading a book in his previous life, he had speculated that the Songshan School may be one of the branches of Shaolin.

The Songshan Sect may even be deliberately introduced by Shaolin to check and balance the martial arts world and curb the Demon Sect.

But it is also possible that this quick knife does not belong to Shaolin, but has its own unique...

"Junior Brother Zuo, look! Master is coming out to greet you!" Di Xiu pointed to the front and said.

Zuo Yi walked out of the corner of the mountain road, looked up and saw a tall and tall figure standing at the gate of the courtyard halfway up the mountain from afar.

Behind the figure was an old man and more than a dozen disciples of Songshan, looking here from afar.

Although there was still a distance between them, Zuo Yi recognized at a glance that the man was his father Zuo Song, and the old man behind his father was the old butler Chen He.

However, at this moment, my father no longer wore simple clothes, but was wearing a majestic crimson robe, looking at the tiger and raising the eagle, showing the posture of a boss.

His deep eyes looked straight ahead, his hands were behind him, and his robe was slightly bulging, as if he was integrated with the mountains behind him, majestic and unshakable.

For a moment, a strange emotion surged into Zuo Yi's mind, unable to explain it clearly or explain it clearly.

Or, he didn't want to do it too clearly...

Zuo Yi shook his head, threw the inexplicable emotion behind his head, and gradually showed a happy and admirable smile on his face, and walked forward quickly.

"Greetings to Dad!"

When he came close, Zuo Yi fell to his father's feet.

Zuo Lengchan smiled, reached out to help Zuo Yi up, and said happily: "Yi'er, you have come from afar, thank you for your hard work! Get up quickly and let your father have a good look!

Well, I have lost weight, but as I grow taller, I’m stronger, OK, very good!”

Zuo Yi said: "Dad, you have hidden the child so much. If you had known that you were a martial arts master, the child would not have wasted so many years of time on those useless books."

Zuo Lengchan said: "Yi'er, you can't say that. How can reading be a waste of time? Even if you are by your father's side in the future, you have to read this book. One day you will understand that reading is much more useful than practicing martial arts.

Okay, let’s talk about it later, you have met your two brothers first.”

At this time, two young men in their twenties came out from behind, came to Zuo Lengchan, and looked at Zuo Yi carefully.

Zuo Lengchan pointed to the two and introduced: "Yi'er, this is your elder brother Zuo Feiying, he is nine years older than you.

This is your second brother, who is seven years older than you.

Ying'er, Ting'er, this is your third brother, Zuo Yi. In the future, you will have to be respectful and work together. You two brothers, especially take good care of your younger brother. Do you remember?"

"Yes, dad!"

The two young men hurriedly answered.

"I have met my elder brother, second brother!"

Zuo Yi looked at the two of them carefully while approaching him.

Zuo Feiying is tall, Kong Wu is powerful, with bright eyes, walking, walking, walking, and having a steady and generous temperament, showing invisibly the momentum of a master, and he is a character at first glance.

As for the left, he was thin and vigorous, with a slightly pale complexion, his eyes were depressed and dull, as if he was sick.

Zuo Feiying stepped forward to hold Zuo Yi's arm, and praised with a strong voice: "I heard from my father that our Zuo family has produced a top scholar. When I saw my third brother today, I realized that my father's words were not false. The third brother is really a dragon and phoenix among people!"

"Brother has been awarded too much, and the top scorer is not my wish. I hope the world will be peaceful." Zuo Yi said with a smile.

Zuo Feiying was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed heartily: "Hahaha! Interesting, interesting! My third brother is so outstanding in his literary talent, he is actually determined to be a member of the Zuo family. It's very good!

As the saying goes, brothers who fight tigers and fight fathers and sons. In the future, we three brothers will work together to assist our father in a vigorous and prosperous world hegemony, which may lead to a great story for the ages!”

Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed. Perhaps Zuo Feiying's words touched the endless ambition in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing: "Today's reunion of our father and son is a great joy. Let's go to Dicuixuan for a drink and welcome the third brother!

Di Xiu, go and call all your uncles here. Today, our Songshan School put down all the chores and make a lot of fun!"

“Yes, Master.”

Di Xiu left with a response.

Zuo Yi had a brief conversation with the old butler Chen He, and then as his father and two brothers entered the mountain gate together, gradually gaining the true face of the Songshan School.

Inside the Songshan Sect, countless palaces and towers are built against the mountain, Songyang Palace, Zen Sword Hall, Jade Dragon Pavilion, Dicui Pavilion, and Blazing Balcony... all show magnificent and grandeur. Many young disciples come and go, and practice can be seen everywhere in some quiet places, exuding the vigorous atmosphere of a thriving school everywhere.

Zuo Yi walked in it and felt that the Songshan School was magnificent and full of atmosphere. Thinking that he would become a member of this place in the future, he couldn't help but feel honored.

However, he felt vaguely that something seemed to be missing here.

When he noticed a bluestone sculpture that looked like a Buddha or not a Buddha next to the road, he finally thought of what was missing.

The Songshan School does not learn Confucianism, does not worship Taoism, does not worship Buddhism, and does not serve demons, which makes this great sect in the world lose a trace of its inner essence and foundation.

In this regard, the Songshan School is even thinner than the other four mountains.

Such a Songshan Sect can never become the next Shaolin or Wudang unless a master who takes another way to break the shackles.

A first-class expert like Thirteen Taishang Insurance may be useless even if it creates more. It may be able to dominate for a while, but it is destined to be difficult to last.

But it is very difficult to give birth to a powerful master, especially in the late martial arts era of Xiaonao.

Well, with this young master, the Songshan School in the future may be different.

Zuo Yi thought to himself...
Chapter completed!