The Wuyi Mountains are steep and difficult to navigate, so the only way is to cut rocks and pave the way. In places like Jiulong Nest, which are suspended in the sky, you can only rely on wooden stakes driven into the rocks to reach them. As it decayed over time, in many places only holes were left, which could only accommodate half a foot.
In the empty valley late at night, there are steep cliffs on both sides. Occasionally, there are old roots of strange grass hanging on them. You can rely on them to use their strength to jump over. You have to be careful about the cliff paths that have been in disrepair for a long time.
Clinging to the rock wall and passing sideways, there is a hundred-foot deep valley with no bottom visible. It feels empty when you look at it, and you can only hear the cold wind rustling through it; when you look up, you see the vast galaxy, and the cold stars merge into the vast ocean, which is awe-inspiring. Spectacular, as the north wind gets stronger, these frost stars are also swaying.
"Mother-in-law, I'm afraid of the dark..."
The little fat man clutched the hem of Zhu Xiaoqian's clothes tightly, closing his eyes and not daring to look.
Zhu Xiaoqian consoled her: "There is nothing to be afraid of. There will be no man-eating monsters here."
"Director Jiang, how long do we have to walk to get there?" Zhu Xiaoqian was carrying a child on her back and holding a child in her hand as she walked on the cliff path. She felt that she must have lost her mind to choose this way. road.
Jiang Wen was walking in front in the same way, "How could I have known it was so dark... Granny Zhu, you have to follow me closely. If you get lost here, you may not be able to get out even if you find daylight."
Under Chen Jinnan's arrangement, Jiang Wen finally shouldered the heavy responsibility of raising the child, and left with the little Fifth Patriarch and two sick people climbing overnight.
Seeing that her daughter was determined to stay with Hong Xiguan, Zhu Xiaoqian could only sigh that her daughter was not allowed to stay at the university, and chose to evacuate first with Jiang Wen.
Along the way, Jiang Wen was thinking, what qualities do you need to be a leader?
What Jiang Wen saw in Chen Jinnan, who was already highly skilled in martial arts, was his overall vision and his ability to recognize people and assign them well.
Everyone in the world knows that when you identify a person, you must not only look at what he says, but also how he acts.
But at this level of understanding, Chen Jinnan and Jiang Wen reached some agreement. They both believed that it was not only necessary to see what the person did, but also to know why he did it.
For Jiang Wen, a person like a wandering cloud and a wild crane, Chen Jinnan soon knew that he could not be persuaded by the slogan of "anti-Qing and restore Ming", so he chose to use more practical things to impress him, such as the lives of children, such as his own Lives, such as the lives of countless people in the south and north of the Yangtze River...
They hurriedly and slowly hurried along the way. Fortunately, the two of them were very good at light work and managed to finish the journey without any danger.
The Swallow Ling Eaves Step practiced by Zhu Xiaoqian is already good at flying over eaves and walking over walls, and her accomplishments are far beyond ordinary people. Her movements of spinning around and flying over dangerous cliffs are smooth and smooth. Standing on the edge of the cliff with one foot, she is as light as a bird jumping on the roof tiles.
Along the way, she also secretly observed Jiang Wen's Qing Gong skills, trying to find out his sect's inheritance, but then she discovered that Jiang Wen's Qing Gong skills were really weird.
Any practice of Qinggong involves methods such as carrying weights to climb high, lifting with light weight, and walking on piles to climb over walls. Each sect has different emphasis, so there will inevitably be differences in characteristics.
For example, the Shaolin Plum Blossom Stakes are performed steadily in order to make punches and kicks smooth and steady; Wudang Qinggong is supplemented by inner breath breathing, which can be performed for a long time; Bagua footwork is flexible and elegant, and people are overwhelmed after attacking the enemy...
In the final analysis, no matter how talented a person who practices martial arts is, time is limited, and the foundation laid by his background and enlightenment will always leave traces. It is impossible to pursue a perfect balance.
But what she saw in Jiang Wen made Zhu Xiaoqian a little suspicious that she had met a fool.
Jiang Wen was carrying Hong Wending, who was unconscious due to poisoning, on his back. He was tied tightly with cloth strips and holding the little Fifth Patriarch in one hand. He was walking on the cliff as if he were walking on flat ground. Every time he landed, his body did not sway at all, and the central axis of his body did not tilt at all. When exerting force, the body leaps, as light as a ladder to the sky. After falling, it can use dexterous steps to get around the thorns, turning around smoothly without any pressure.
This kind of light skill is unheard of, and he has enough ability to deal with every situation. However, the speed and height are just ordinary, and there is no sign of deliberate exertion.
From Zhu Xiaoqian's point of view, this is not Qing Gong at all, but practicing the basic skills of Qing Gong to perfection, penetrating into the bones, and polishing each ability to perfection.
But it's a waste of time.
If you don’t seek speed, height, or surprise, but only pursue stability, then what’s the point of practicing Qing Gong?
Instead of wasting precious years of your life practicing this kind of useless light kung fu, you might as well save time and practice the hard kung fu on the lower set, face the enemy head-on and beat the enemy away!
"Taoist Priest, would you like to ask your Geng Geng this year?" Zhu Xiaoqian suddenly asked.
Jiang Wen replied casually: "Seven out of twenty."
Granny Zhu sighed, no wonder he could only use one hand. This man has gone astray in martial arts and is hard to come back from. It seems that there is nothing he can do about it.
"Mother-in-law, can you cure them? I always feel that this happened because of us, and I feel bad."
Fang Dahong, the little fat man, saw the road gradually calming down and said in a low voice.
Zhu Xiaoqian turned her head and looked at Ningdie, who was suffering from a high fever due to the rotten bone poison in her body. Her face was purple and she was shouting some random names. She looked particularly pitiful and helpless, which reminded her of Hongdou when she was a child.
Touching Fang Dahong's round head with stubble, Zhu Xiaoqian felt uncomfortable, "Everything will be fine, my mother-in-law promises you. When they get to the place where the Taoist leader said, they will be saved."
"That monster monk wants to use poison to threaten us and let us come to our door. We must not let him succeed."
Jiang Wen also encouraged him in a deep voice: "We'll be there soon, cheer up again! Have you seen the high wall in front of us?"
The mountain turned from dangerous to gentle, and the trees on both sides gradually became sparse, finally revealing a faintly visible mountain road, which seemed to be taken care of regularly. After turning another hilltop, between the Yunhan Jade Cave and the smoke-locked Qionglin, a moss-stained Taoist temple gate was finally revealed...
After knocking on the door, a Taoist boy wearing ill-fitting clothes came to ask why he was here. As soon as Jiang Wen said hello, the wooden door opened and he led them into the hall unhappily.
In the main hall, there was an old Taoist priest with his eyes closed and burning incense, and a group of silent lay people dressed as civilians sitting around with anxious expressions. Among them were Ma Dashan and Shopkeeper Fang.
"Master, you are here."
Xiao Shitou rubbed his eyes, stepped forward and said hello, then went back to continue his daze, leaving shopkeeper Fang with an apologetic look on his face.
"Son!" Seeing his son Ma Chaoxing appear, Ma Dashan rushed forward and hugged him into his arms, "As long as you are okay, just be okay... Thank you, Taoist Priest, thank you, Taoist Priest..."
Jiang Wen stopped him and continued to thank him: "You're welcome. Remember to send the thank you gift you agreed upon, and remember to give it to Master Yuan Hua separately."
After finishing speaking, he walked to the statue of Sanqing and said to the old Taoist priest who closed his eyes and said nothing, "Master Yuanhua, thank you for taking them in this time."
The old Taoist priest has white beard and hair, and his face is old, but his eyes are bright and lively.
"The old Taoist is a disciple of the Youlong Sect. He has always taken it as his duty to rescue people from danger and navigate the world. It is certain that he can save a few people in this catastrophe."
Jiang Wen also sat down cross-legged next to him, "That's good, I'm afraid you'll always blame me for meddling in my own business."
The old Taoist priest Yuan Huazi flicked his fly whisk and threw it into Jiang Wen's face: "You don't have to worry too much whether the old Taoist cares about your own business or not. But I have to take care of the old Taoist's own affairs."
His white beard trembled, and with a move of green dragon splashing in the water, he grabbed Jiang Wen's clothes: "You stole my apprentice's Taoist robe, making him unable to see anyone in it, and now it's torn like this, what are you going to do? thing?"
Jiang Wen quickly stood up, used one hand to break free, and said quickly: "Master, this is not the time. The two children are seriously poisoned. Please lend me the alchemy room for use. The rotten bone poison is not It’s a joke!”
"Rotted Bone Poison? Using such vicious methods..."
The old Taoist priest raised his white eyebrows slightly and stood up slowly, "Without further delay, follow me to the alchemy room to get the medicine."
After that, he added, "Pay the medicine fee in cash. Don't fool the old man with any fancy red paper."
