The First Sword of the Earth

On the morning of July 15th, in the central area of ​​the southern part of Dahua, a high-speed train was galloping steadily westward. Inside the carriage...

hiss!

Wang Sheng gently touched his cheek, this bruise was the proof that he was beaten up by his father yesterday.

Outside the car window, the field is rapidly receding.

Wang Sheng looked at his unhealed face worriedly; he didn't really care about how he looked, but worried about whether he would leave a bad impression on his future master if he went up to the mountain with his injuries to worship his master.

yesterday……

It's really chicken and dog jumping.

In Wang Sheng's impression, his father, who had never lost his temper, was like a raging lion. Although he was ruthlessly suppressed by his mother after punching himself, it did make Wang Sheng feel how angry his parents were about his decision. .

Wang Sheng turned his head to look at his parents on the other side of the aisle, his father turned his head to look aside, and his mother forced a gentle smile at him.

The quarrel last night seemed to be still in my ears, but no matter what, Wang Sheng's firmness and stubbornness finally convinced the parents, but the condition was that they could only suspend school for one year at most.

One year is enough for me to have some small achievements, and then to show my parents the magic of lower Taoism.

In addition to the condition that the suspension of school is only one year at most, the parents also made three rules with Wang Sheng, such as not to shave their hair and not to do dangerous things.

What's more, they also had to go up the mountain together to see Wang Sheng settle down and ensure a stable and safe life before heading home.

For this reason, the two took the annual leave for their 19th honeymoon abroad that they had planned to spend overnight, booked tickets in a hurry and boarded the high-speed train, and even changed seats with the two passengers with the cheek...

It's really hard for them too.

Looking at the map on his mobile phone, he was still more than 300 kilometers away from his destination, and there were still a few stops. After about two hours, he could arrive at his first destination of going up the mountain.

Wudang.

Wang Sheng's purpose is very clear——

He didn't go to Wudang Mountain to find a Taoist temple and spend some incense money to live there, that would be useless.

He is looking for a master who can lead him to practice, a sect that can protect him in the future.

Thanks to the development of network information, when cultivating powers spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, all kinds of news are flying all over the network. Wang Sheng has been paying attention to these in his previous life.

At this point in time, these sects and forces that have not been valued by the world actually do not have too many restrictions on accepting apprentices. It is almost enough to have a sincere heart and prepare some magic gold.

Wang Sheng is now a seventeen-year-old boy, and he barely conforms to the rule of 'You should not be over eighteen years old'.

He actually has many choices, but after careful consideration, he first decided on a place with a lower threshold for him——

Taoist holy land, Wudang Mountain.

In Wang Sheng's memory, in the last month he spent at the age of 31, among the top 100 masters of the Immortal Dao List updated by the Immortal Dao Council on the Internet, there were six or seven Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain. Although the rankings are not top-notch, for Wang Sheng, they are already considered very good candidates for apprenticeship.

In the previous four months, in addition to activating his body through high-intensity exercise, Wang Sheng also made good preparations to ensure that he could worship a famous teacher without arousing the other party's suspicion.

While there was still some time, Wang Sheng rubbed his temples and began to review these, most of which came from the 'knowledge points' of several well-known Taoist classics.

Going up the mountain to learn from a teacher is not much easier than attending an interview.

...

Wudang Mountain, in the martial arts novels, supported the existence of half the sky of the orthodox martial arts. It was also a famous place to live in seclusion and practice Taoism in history, and it has many other names such as Taihe Mountain.

Thanks to the spread of martial arts novels, whenever the name of Wudang Mountain is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind is Zhang Sanfeng, a master of martial arts in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties.

This is the same as when mentioning Yin Zhiping, the first thing that comes to mind is a romantic Taoist priest who has taken advantage of it, not the sixth generation master of Quanzhen Sect.

Of course, Wang Sheng's goal this time has nothing to do with this Sanfeng God.

Going back from the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, Mount Wudang has been a holy place for immortals and Taoists since the end of the Han Dynasty. Thousands of years ago, it was known as the Ninth of the Seventy-two Blessed Lands.

But today, all that exists in Wudang are many legends and Taoist classics, as well as the Wudang martial arts that are widely spread around the world.

With his parents around, Wang Sheng, who was originally short on travel expenses, can also enjoy the treatment of a chartered car, which saves him a lot of walking.

But when the family of three entered the gate of Wudang Mountain, the driver of the chartered car took the money and threw them inside the gate; before the family of three could react, the car drove away...

This made Wang Sheng's parents gnash their teeth and panic when they saw vehicles driving towards the mountain.

Being cheated is a small matter, but walking is a big problem!

Mom, you and Dad are just exercising. I'll take the luggage.

Wang Sheng said something with a smile, and took the initiative to bring his parents' suitcases over. The muscles in his arms were bulging, which made his parents feel relieved.

The mountains are much cooler than the plains, and Wang Sheng won't be sweating profusely with such a heavy load. The mountain roads of Wudang Mountain are not too steep, and it doesn't take too much effort to climb up.

After returning to Longguan, Wang Sheng walked briskly with his suitcase, deliberately leaving his parents behind.

He was really afraid that his parents would do anything to make trouble for him...

Along the way, the mountain stream is hidden in the forest sea, and the birds are singing in the empty valley.

The winding path does not know where it leads, and the pedestrians going up and down have never stopped.

Wang Sheng had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery, but kept thinking about what details he should pay attention to after meeting these 'future masters', how to make the other party stay with him and pay enough attention to himself as a disciple.

Naturally, he had come to Wudang Mountain to try his luck in his previous life. Unfortunately, when he came, the gate of Wudang Mountain was already half-closed, and many young people like him who came to seek Taoism were turned away.

But at this point in time, this place is still a tourist attraction, and the priests also rely on incense and rituals to make a living, so there is inevitably a lot of fireworks.

After passing Laojuntang, Taishangyan and Taizipo, Wang Sheng went straight to Zixiao Palace in the middle of the mountain.

In fact, there are still many new Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain, but these Taoist temples are already similar to martial arts halls. There are children in their teens practicing boxing and swords, which is similar to the situation in Northern Shaolin.

Of course, so does tuition.

After entering Zixiao Palace, Wang Sheng started wandering around.

The sound quality is not very good, and the external speakers are playing silk and bamboo Taoist music in a loop, and the smoke in the green tripod is slowly curling up, making this place look like a palace in the clouds and mist in the sky.

The palace building with the words Zixiao Palace on it doesn't look very grand. At least in Wang Sheng's impression, there are many not-so-famous Buddhist temples, and the Daxiong Hall inside is more magnificent than this Zixiao Temple.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Sheng was carrying two suitcases, and with a smiling face, he stopped a Taoist priest who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. He greeted him politely before explaining his purpose.

The Taoist priest spoke with a strong accent: Brother, are you looking for Master Gao? What are you doing? Appreciating a teacher? Oh, Master Chen has gone to perform abroad. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him in the last few months.

Gao Shixing, the top 30 figure in the future Tianbang, before the recovery of the vitality of the world, he can be regarded as the representative of Wudang martial arts.

After the recovery of the vitality of the world, Gao Shixing became more and more active and younger. He was said to have entered Taoism through Wudang. In fact, this expert has publicly stated that he is the inheritor of Wudang Taoism.

Go abroad to perform?

This makes sense, the Taoist priest is not a celebrity, and his itinerary is generally not found on the Internet.

Wang Sheng's eyes could not help showing a little disappointment, and then he said a few words of Taoist master, and asked several other Wudang future immortal masters whose names he remembered.

It's a pity that these Taoist priests are not very familiar with them, or they are not in Zixiao Palace. Anyway, Wang Sheng has been busy for a long time, but he has nothing.

Brother, you look like you're underage, right?

The Taoist priest patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder, and taught earnestly, When reading, read, don't be fooled by the stories in those novels. If you really want to learn martial arts, let me recommend a few for you, you see Look at this, we have a joint recruitment group for Wudang Wushu and Taoist temples...

Wang Sheng was a little messy, and added a few WeChat groups with his mobile phone, and the Taoist priest let him go with satisfaction.

Before his parents came, Wang Sheng searched the inside and outside of Zixiao Palace, and finally sighed helplessly, feeling as if he had been poured with cold water, and the fire in his heart was extinguished a little.

However, this level of setback obviously cannot make him give up this long-awaited trip to Wudang Mountain.

The next destination - on the Golden Summit, to the Taihe Palace!

I contacted my parents on the phone and asked them to wait for him with something to eat in Zixiao Palace, and my parents agreed feebly.

After finding the stone steps and carrying two large suitcases of luggage, Wang Sheng continued to climb the back mountain, still gaining energy.

In response to the saying that good things take a long time, Wang Sheng searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the immortal master in his impression. Instead, he met many Taoist priests and nuns, and also saw some hermits practicing in the mountains.

well……

Go into the mountains to look for immortals, but the immortals are not at home.

I want to ask where the heart returns, where the Taoist flower grows.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Sheng's parents found a somewhat lost Wang Sheng by the stone steps behind Zixiao Palace.

What's the matter, Xiaosheng?

The mother hurried over to greet her, with distress written all over her face.

It's okay, but I couldn't find the Taoist priest who wanted to be a teacher. Wang Sheng scratched his head, unable to confide in his parents, so he could only forcefully smile, Let's stay on the mountain tonight, and I'll look for it tomorrow. One day, if you can't find a suitable master... I will go back with you.

Then choose the next sect of cultivating immortals!

Wang Sheng's parents were in a good mood immediately, but there were no lodging rooms on the mountain that day; fortunately, it was not too late, Wang Sheng carried his luggage and took his parents on the way down the mountain.

Looking for immortals but not meeting immortals, maybe this is because the fate of immortals has not yet arrived.

Immortal Fate and Immortal Source, Mysterious and Mysterious.

Wang Sheng sighed softly, and his arm carrying the suitcase was also a little numb. He turned his head and looked at his parents who were resting halfway, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Letting them accompany me to such a toss, what my son did is really...

The Longquan Temple happened to be in front of it. Wang Sheng dragged his suitcase and wanted to go to admire this 'small temple'.

But just two steps away, he was attracted by an inconspicuous old bookstall at the corner of the road...

There are more than a dozen ancient books on the bookstall, and there is a cloth curtain full of oil stains hanging in front of it. On the curtain are written eight bold characters:

fortune telling

Consecration

ask medicine

seek martial arts

Behind the bookstall, there was a tall and thin Taoist priest sleeping on a wicker chair with his head up.

The Taoist priest was a little disheveled, and would scratch his collar from time to time when he fell asleep. It should be that his long hair, which had not been washed for a long time, was tied with a hoop on the top of his head, which added a bit of aura.

As he got closer, Wang Sheng could smell a bad smell from not taking a shower or changing clothes for more than half a month.

What first attracted Wang Sheng was naturally the 'ancient books' on the booth; but after getting closer, Wang Sheng subconsciously began to look at the Taoist priest.

Suddenly, Wang Sheng seemed to be struck by lightning, his fingers trembled slightly, and his suitcase fell to the ground without holding it steady.

Bang——

Huh? The sloppy Daoist, who was sleeping on his back, opened his glasses a little, and faced Wang Sheng face to face.

The shock and ecstasy in Wang Sheng's heart were completely written on his face at this moment.

The tall and thin Taoist blinked, touched his clean chin and muttered, Master Taoist, do I have such a big illegitimate child?

Daozhang, you are!

Wang Sheng was just about to call out the name that was already on his lips, but his remaining rationality suppressed this impulse, and the words turned into: Ancient book seller?

The Taoist priest was also amused by Wang Sheng's frustrating tone. He scanned Wang Sheng's attire with a smile, and found that Wang Sheng was dressed like a master with pocket money, so he nodded in satisfaction.

Then, the Taoist shook his sleeves, sat upright, and said slowly in an elegant voice:

The wholesale price of martial arts cheats is 300 a copy, and the discount is large. The real inheritance of Wudang ancient martial arts will definitely make you unique in the world from now on, and you will be proud of the universe!

Here are some recommended routines for both internal and external martial arts. If you have a need for internal strength, you can also participate in the crash course of internal energy taught by me...

Little Layman, it is fate that you met Wu today, don't miss this opportunity in life.

Wang Sheng nodded heavily when he heard the words, walked forward in two steps, and stared at the Taoist priest for a while.

Chance!

Yes, that's right, this is his chance!

Also ask the Taoist priest to accept me as an apprentice, I am willing to follow the Taoist priest to learn and practice the Tao!