Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 375 Arriving at Wudang Mountain

Half a month later, not only did he recover his true energy, but he also practiced meditation leisurely. Although he still had the spiritual energy infused by the system, he didn't feel the increase of his true energy.

Give up, maybe the world is not suitable for cultivation, but at least it is very safe here.

It's a pure world, I walked around, there are no ghosts, ghosts or evils, not even a gloomy atmosphere.

It is definitely not a world with monsters and monsters. The atmosphere is peaceful, but the sword is in the mouth to kill. There is no doubt that he is in a troubled world.

"The people are suffering, but I can't do anything about it!"

Standing on the highest point of the mountains, although I haven't seen the world yet, I can see the morals of the world.

The most tragic thing is the common people.

"Is it ancient?"

"Come here by yourself, I'm here to make soy sauce!"

Zhixing thought suspiciously, if it was really in the chaotic times of ancient times, I really don't know what he could do. It would not be a good idea for a monk to interfere in the chaos.

In one day, I went for a stroll in the mountains and dug up some ginseng and some medicinal materials, at most decades, not a hundred years.

At night, I flew out, and after more than half an hour in the morning, I saw a palace on the mountain, which was not too huge, like a Taoist palace.

"Wudang?"

Zhixing's spiritual sense swept down, and outside the gate, there were two simple words written. There is no doubt that this is Wudang Mountain, and it may be the world he is familiar with.

Now in the middle of the night, there are Taoist priests guarding the door, and there are Taoist priests living in every room inside. Some are asleep, and some are still meditating. They breathe evenly and calmly. This is practicing.

The strength is not strong, it belongs to the class of warriors, and can cultivate true energy.

After thinking about Zhou for a moment, he entered a room with earth escape, and a young Taoist priest had already fallen asleep.

With a light slap of the hand, he was knocked out, and then his memory was copied, and then he escaped to the back mountain to digest the memory.

"Yi Tian Tu Long Ji? It should be, how many years have passed since Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday, the six sects of the Central Plains?"

"Zhang Sanfeng's fifth disciple committed suicide at the age of [-], so it's Yitian Tulongji, it's a real hammer!"

"Song Yuanqiao and the others are still leisurely practicing martial arts in Wudang. They haven't been to the Guangming Summit yet, so the time should be fast!"

"This period of time has already reached the middle and late stages, and Meng Yuan's energy is almost exhausted!"

Zhixing is not interested in the Nine Suns Scripture that others want. It is estimated that Zhang Wuji has practiced it for several years. If he beats him standing up, it will not hurt a single bit.

"How should I talk to an old Taoist priest about Taoism? He has actually lived for more than a hundred years and puts it all on martial arts, unlike me, who imitates and practices. Maybe he has a special opinion?"

"The fist makes sense, let's fight with him tomorrow, let's talk about it! I didn't notice it just now, I probably didn't retreat!"

Zhixing secretly regrets that he doesn't want to go back now, anyway, he knows where it is, and he will look for it tomorrow in an open and honest manner.

The spiritual sense scanned the surroundings, and found a cave on the opposite mountain to move the true essence. Although the effect was very small, with a system to transport the spiritual energy, moving it was better than not moving it.

The next day, the sun was high before going out.

"The air in ancient times was really good. I don't know if it was because Liu Bowen cut off the dragon's veins in the Ming Dynasty. After a few hundred years, the aura will be so scarce!"

Zhixing took a few breaths and thought.

"Maybe Liu Bowen slashed the dragon's veins and didn't want people to cultivate his true energy. After all, a chivalrous man violates the precepts with martial arts, and the law requires too much manpower and material resources to maintain!"

He shook his head, knowing that it was impossible. The purpose of cutting off the dragon vein was to cut off the future emperor's path, but it was a pity that he didn't cut off those outside the pass.

"By the way, my hair? It won't make people think I'm a monk, and I don't have wigs for sale. What should I do?"

Touching the one-inch head on the top, I always feel out of place and out of place with the surroundings, and there are clothes, why didn't I get a set last night?

He was not in a hurry to find Zhang Sanfeng, and immediately fled in one direction. After scanning someone, he fled along the main road.

When he arrived in the city, he didn't escape outside. His spiritual consciousness scanned the whole city and found the clothing store. While the clerk was busy, he went to the back warehouse to leave the gold and took away a white scholar's uniform with a hat.

I put it on in a deserted old house where no one lived, and then I took a leisurely stroll in the city to see the ancient customs.

Although it looks like a scholar, but if you look closely, there is no hair fluttering outside, which is obviously a fake.

No one cares about these details when they are used to the outfits they see. Maybe some people curl up their hair and hide it in a hat!
I exchanged gold for some silver, bought some things and went back. It was really not interesting.

When I arrived at Wudang Mountain, I scanned it with my spiritual sense. The old Taoist priest didn't retreat, and if he wanted to go in openly, it was impossible to see Zhang Sanfeng.

Unless the whole of Wudang is brought down, starting from the fifth generation, generation after generation, seeing Zhang Sanfeng, it is estimated that word spread, Wudang's reputation has also been thrown to the Pacific Ocean, how are they going to mess around?
To trample people under their feet, no one would do it unless there is a deep hatred, it is too detrimental.

If you want to go in, you can just escape, but sneaking around, it doesn't feel open enough.

While thinking about it, I patted my forehead. I don't know how to transmit voices and whispers, but I have spiritual consciousness and omnipotent phenomena. Just transmit a voice and don't show up!

After all, a figure appeared in front of him, chatting with him, but the person was several kilometers away, like a dream, let him know that he thought he had seen a ghost!

Run Senluo Wanxiang, called out from behind Zhang Sanfeng's house.

"Old Taoist priest, go to the back mountain to chat!"

"Who??"

Zhang Sanfeng also reacted very quickly, just as he finished speaking, he already shouted loudly!
He was contemplating the idea of ​​creating a boxing technique when he suddenly heard someone beside him calling him to the back mountain.

His mind was active, knowing that he hadn't made a sound, and the apprentice couldn't possibly disturb him, so he yelled involuntarily.

"Master, what's the matter?"

A little Taoist priest hurriedly opened the door and came in and asked!
"Did someone call me outside just now?"

"No, I'm the only one waiting outside!"

The little Taoist said doubtfully!

Zhang Sanfeng glanced around, said in silence for a while: "It's okay, I'll go to the back mountain, you and your third uncle!"

"Okay!" The little Taoist replied, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had already gone out the door.

He is Zhang Songxi's Taoist boy, who was arranged by Yu Daiyan to serve Zhang Sanfeng today.

Except for the third uncle, other uncles and uncles often go down the mountain, so all the affairs of Wudang have been arranged by Yu Daiyan.

After a while, Zhang Sanfeng had reached the back mountain with his lightness skills, and saw a man who looked like a scholar, with a smile on his face, watching him come.

He could tell at a glance that he was an ordinary person, and he didn't underestimate this man. The move just now was definitely not simple.

Even if he went to Wudang to call himself just now, he ran to the front, his lightness kung fu is amazing, and he must not be underestimated.

The state of mind that has been cultivated for a hundred years is not something ordinary people can touch. Seeing the man smiling and welcoming him, he also said with a smile.

"Little friend, are you leading me here?"

"Of course!" Zhixing nodded and said, but his eyes were sizing him up!
What a pair of immortal demeanor, tall and slender, wearing a Taoist robe, with an old face, but the blood is as rosy as a baby.

On the first impression, I will never doubt that he is a fairy-like figure!

(End of this chapter)