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After entering Wanyuan City, Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh in admiration when he looked at the martial arts gyms lined up on both sides of the street.

Through the open doors of the martial arts hall, there are at least [-] to [-] disciples in each martial arts hall, and the youngest is only seven or eight years old.

Regardless of their young age, those children have noses and eyes when they punch and move, and they are quite standardized.

In addition to martial arts halls, there are shops selling all kinds of weapons for training on the street, and there are all kinds of unopened eighteen kinds of weapons.

Xu Qing listened to the bursts of shouts coming from the martial arts hall, his heart surged, and he was grinding his fists to find a family to go in and fight.

Daoist Nianyun was amused by his appearance: "Boy, do you really not know the distances in the Wujie?"

Xu Qing pressed his fingers excitedly, and said with a smile: "The strong are respected. I am a person who resists fighting, and I like fighting the most."

"You just break into other people's pavilions and ask for a competition, that's called 'kicking the pavilion'!" Daoist Nianyun explained slowly.

"If you win him, he will have to take off the plaque. If you were the master of the martial arts gym, wouldn't you fight to the death?"

"If you lose, the owner of the martial arts gym will at least ask you to keep a hand on the spot as a punishment."

Xu Qing had no choice but to suppress the urge to compete in his heart, and continued to follow Taoist Nianyun.

Along the way, Xu Qing took a casual glance and could see that among the passing crowd, all of them had the aura of warriors, and they walked with steady steps and vigorous postures.

And what makes Xu Qing feel secretly refreshed is that, probably because of practicing martial arts since childhood, the girls in Wanyuan City have beautiful figures, protruding forwards and backwards, with exceptionally fit bodies, plus regular exercise. With a youthful, sunny, cheerful and generous temperament.

The two walked along the way, and many passers-by would take the initiative to say hello when they saw Daoist Nianyun, saying "Hello, real person", it seems that Taoist Nianyun is a very famous person in Wanyuan City.

But because there were so many people saying hello, the two of them had to stop and respond politely, so they walked for more than two hours instead of an hour.

Standing at the foot of Ciyun Mountain, Xu Qing looked up and saw the majestic Ciyun Mountain with an altitude of at least 3000 meters. It was one of the highest mountains in the surrounding provinces and cities of Jiangsu Province.

The towering mountain top, like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, pierced deeply into a sea of ​​clouds, wrapped in clouds and mist, and only a little bit of greenery can be vaguely seen.

The whole mountain is very steep, looking up from the bottom, it is almost upright.

Only at the mountainside, the slope slowed down for a while, forming a huge flat land.

There is a faint mist lingering on the flat ground, and a villa with red bricks and gray tiles is hidden in it.

Next to the flat ground where Zhuang Guan is located, there is a stone step more than two people wide, like a straight gully split by a fairy axe, leading directly to the foot of the mountain.

Xu Qing roughly estimated that the stone steps have at least four to five thousand steps, plus the steep mountain, it will take at least several hours to walk from the foot of the mountain to the flat ground where the Ciyun Temple is located. .

Following Taoist Nianyun, the two slowly went up the mountain one after the other.

Sure enough, after walking for three hours, the two finally arrived at the "Ciyun Temple".

This ancient villa is hidden under several vigorous ginkgo trees.

Entering it, there is a stone statue as tall as two people in the courtyard. The carving is lifelike, like a real person. At first glance, the stone statue reveals the spirit of immortality, and one even thinks it is the incarnation of a fairy left in the world.

There is a quiet and solemn atmosphere in the view; the ancient trees are towering, and the pines stand tall.

Behind the stone statue is a row of "concave"-shaped palaces. The glazed tiles have been preserved intact for a long time, and the vermilion brick walls that have experienced wind and rain but are hard to wash, all reveal a solemn atmosphere.

Above the majestic and majestic gate of the main hall, there are three red gold characters of "Ciyun Guan", which are eye-catching.Several young men in Taoist uniforms in the hall were cleaning the ancient wooden furniture, or lightly dusted the floating dust on the statue of the Celestial Master with a whisk.

And in a side hall next to it, a few wisps of pale white smoke floated out, and several men and women in expensive clothes were bowing their heads to another statue of a celestial master, looking extremely devout.

Seeing Daoist Nianyun and Xu Qing enter the courtyard, several little Taoist boys hurried over to say hello.

After Master Nianyun smiled and told them to retreat, he led Xu Qing directly into the backyard.

The backyard is a huge training ground, in which there are several rows of wooden stakes for practicing kung fu, and a circle of weapon racks are placed along the ground. There are all kinds of weapons on it, and the workmanship is no worse than those sold in the shops in the city.

At this time, there were more than a dozen disciples practicing their fists and kicks against the wooden stakes. Their moves were standard and vigorous, obviously they had practiced for some years.

Passing through the training ground, there is another hall. This hall is extremely simple, with only a mahogany desk and chair, and golden futons in front of it.

There is a plaque on the wall behind the desk, with three large characters written on it: Wenxiantang.

The handwriting is extremely elegant, and the ink marks go deep into the wooden plaque, which shows the profundity of the writer.

On both sides of the hall, there are rows of bookshelves filled with ancient books, some even bundles of bamboo slips.

There are more than a dozen disciples standing in front of the bookshelves, holding the books and reading, with serious expressions, thinking while watching, or discussing with each other in low voices.

Taoist Nianyun said softly to the group of disciples, "Ju An, come here."

Among them, a middle-aged man in his early thirties, who was born gentle and wearing glasses, immediately put down his book and trotted over.

"Master, are you back?"

This middle-aged man named Juan, although his face is a bit old-fashioned, his speech and demeanor do not have any sense of sincerity, but rather a childlike innocence. There is no trace of distraction in his eyes, giving people a very gentle feeling with cordiality.

Taoist Nianyun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The matter of your family is over, and the villain has been brought to justice. From now on, you should put your mind on the study of Taoism and sort out the topic at hand as soon as possible, okay? ?”

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When Juan heard these words, a dignified man burst into tears. After his lips trembled for a long time, he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! My family's revenge has been avenged, and Juan will have no regrets in this life! Thank you, Master!"

"In the future, Juan wishes to stay by Master's side forever, and wait for you to become immortal!"

Xu Qing didn't wait for Master Nianyun's instructions, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Hu An up, smiled and comforted him and said, "Should I call you Senior Brother Sheng?"

"Senior brother, don't be sad, since the matter is over, don't think about it any more. Master beat that pair of villains horribly. I guess they will be uncomfortable in prison for the rest of their lives. Maybe they will die of illness someday. inside."

Juan rolled up his robe sleeves and wiped away his tears and nodded, staring blankly at the unfamiliar Xu Qing.

Daoist Nianyun then introduced: "Ju An is your fourth senior brother, you should follow him to familiarize yourself with the situation in the temple during this time."

When Xu Qing heard that Hu An was the fourth senior brother, he asked with a shy smile, "Master, how many senior brothers do I have?"

"More than 50."

Taoist Nianyun pointed to a child not far away who looked only eight or nine years old, and said with a smile, "Originally he was the lowest in seniority, but now you are here, he is brother 55."