The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 343 Fireworks

The three of Zhao Yu stayed in Foren Temple for one night.

After a night of breath adjustment, Jiang Yuyan's chaotic inner breath finally stabilized a lot.

Although nearly [-]% of his inner breath was drained by the purple-clothed man's Huiyuan blood hand, fortunately, his life is safe at last.

Erha is even simpler.

He didn't absorb much of his own internal strength, and the only troublesome thing was his broken arms.

Just when Zhao Yu was going to find a doctor to set the guy's bone after going down the mountain, the two hundred and five actually found a pine branch that was neither tall nor short outside the Zen courtyard.

Then he put the broken arm into the tree branch, checked the position of the fracture, and twisted his shoulder blade expressionlessly.

After a burst of clicking sounds that made Zhao Yuya sore, this guy actually used such a rough method to butt the broken arm bone on the right side!
Before Zhao Yu came to his senses, the other arm was connected by the tiger in the same way.

"You are awesome!!"

Zhao Yu walked quickly to Erha, looked at his arms that were still drooping, and grinned and said.

"Ha ha……"

Erha grinned, then glanced at the drooping arms, and said casually: "When I was in Mobei, when I was a knife bandit with my master, it was common to be missing arms and legs. People like us, others No, it’s just fate.”

"It's not a question of whether fate is hard or not!"

Zhao Yutan made a move, and groped Erha's own butted arms.

Not to mention, this guy's craftsmanship looks rough, but the effect of bone setting is still very good.

……

Early the next morning, after Jiang Yuyan's breath gradually stabilized, the three of them immediately got up and left Foren Temple.

Of course, under Zhao Yu's thrifty mind, all the gold, silver and jewels scattered among the ruins were searched out.

The three of them helped each other down the mountain, at the gate of Foren Temple, fortunately, the carriage that was left here before going up the mountain last night was still there.

Although Erha's cracked arms had been connected, after all, it was the muscles and bones that were injured, so the job of rushing the feet naturally fell on Zhao Yu.

Driving the carriage, Zhao Yu and his party bypassed the small town and continued towards Wudang Mountain.

And walking along the way, Zhao Yu and the other three clearly noticed that something was wrong!

For example, when the three of them were resting in one of the more prosperous cities, they encountered three or four waves of disputes in the inner city due to various reasons.And the Jianghu people who started fighting directly.

In the past, we worked hard, and this kind of thing is not uncommon.

Not to mention this slightly bustling small town, even in the capital, there will be people fighting every now and then.

But if the people fighting this battle are all masters, then things will be a little strange.

And along the way, Zhao Yu and the others noticed that there seemed to be too many high-level masters in the entire Daqian Jianghu, which was outrageous!
Even among the hapless bandits that Zhao Yu and the others encountered, there were several masters of martial arts among them!

You must know that the Heifeng Village that Zhao Yu wiped out when it was first passed down to Jianghu was enough to deter Yandang Mountain just because there was a semi-advanced master.

But now, among the thieves who lead a dozen or so people to block the road and rob, suddenly a master will appear!

At first, Zhao Yu thought that these people were all disguised and came here specially for him.

But in the end, it was slowly discovered that many of these high-end masters seemed to have been trapped in martial arts for many years, and they just broke through the shackles recently.

Fortunately, apart from encountering a few thieves, there were no other moths in the next journey.

The three stopped and went, and finally arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain before the agreed time limit.

……

Wudang Mountain.

There are two pools, four pools, nine wells, 24 deep streams, 36 rocks and 81 peaks.

Above the mountain gate, there are five miles, one nunnery and ten miles and one hall.Among them, with the Taizhen Palace on Yuzhu Peak as the center, Peak 81 tilts its head around it, forming a majestic atmosphere of Peak 81 facing the big summit.

Since Zhang Laodao founded the sect, this Wudang Mountain has become the Taishan Beidou of Dagan Jianghu martial arts.

Not only did it overwhelm Shaolin Temple, an ancient temple with a thousand years of history, but even Longhu Mountain, known as the ancestral home of Taoism, was so overwhelmed by the sloppy Taoist priest!

However, compared to other martial arts sects, Wudang Mountain has more fireworks.

The Taoist priests on the mountain and down the mountain, whether it is the fat Zhang Xianren, the master Song Daxia, or the junior Taoist boy.

When encountering villagers who go to the mountains to collect herbs or pilgrims who offer incense, they almost always have a smile on their faces, and if they can reach out to help, they will almost step forward to help without hesitation.

Even Mo Qixia, who is the most irritable, has carried the luggage for the elderly Baishan pilgrim.

Especially within the range of Wudang Mountain, it has never been heard that there is a martial artist in the rivers and lakes who commits violence with martial arts!
There are rumors in the countryside that this is because Emperor Zhenwu is dominating here, and the ghosts and monsters dare not be presumptuous at all.

But they don't know how domineering that fat Taoist priest, who even ordinary pilgrims would meet with a cheerful smile, was when he wandered around the rivers and lakes! !
The three of Zhao Yu came to the gate of Wudang Mountain.

Looking around, the open space surrounding the mountain gate was extremely lively.

There are some people who buy medicine by tricks, set up stalls to tell fortunes, and there are some vegetarian cake stalls supported by nearby villagers.

This scene... how does it look like a Dapai mountain gate famous in the martial arts world?

"Benefactor, no carriages or horses are allowed inside the mountain gate!"

Just as Zhao Yu was driving the carriage and approaching the mountain gate, a little Taoist boy in a Taoist shirt came to the carriage, slapped Zhao Yu who was driving the carriage, and said with a smile.

For the sects of Jianghu, riding a horse into the mountain gate is a proper way to find fault.

Therefore, in sects with a certain reputation, there will always be a dismounting stone or a sword unblocking tablet outside the mountain gate.

Under the leadership of the little Taoist priest, Zhao Yu stored the carriage in a 'parking lot' not far from the mountain gate.

The pilgrims of Wudang Mountain, in addition to the surrounding villagers, are more pilgrims who come here admiringly from thousands of miles away.

There must be a place to park and guard the carriages and horses of these people.

If things go on like this, there will be a business of storing horses or carriages at the foot of Wudang Mountain!
"Up from the mountain gate here is the Elephant Washing Pond, and further up is the Little Lotus Peak..."

The little Taoist was very enthusiastic. When he returned to the mountain gate, he kept introducing the scenery of Wudang Mountain to Zhao Yu and the others.

Not long after, several people returned to the mountain gate again.

The little Taoist raised his hand and saluted: "Xiao Dao still has homework to do today, benefactor please go ahead!"

Zhao Yu looked at the little Taoist priest who was only eleven or twelve years old in front of him, and said with gentle eyes: "Thank you, little master, for the reminder..."

"You are Welcome."

After speaking, he saluted Erha and Jiang Yuyan again, then turned and left.

"The way of heaven goes to the extreme, it's nothing more than that..."

Looking at the back of the little Taoist priest dragging his broom away, even Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Even the little Taoist priest has such understanding. Wudang Mountain really deserves its reputation!"

After the little Taoist left, the three turned around.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yu, who was about to walk up the mountain, frowned slightly at this moment, staring fixedly at a hexagram booth not far from the mountain gate.

(End of this chapter)