"Most of the people living in this market town are the family members of the sect's disciples. These shops are all doing business between the sect's disciples and tourists." The speaker was a handsome young Taoist priest with a Taoist bun on his head, a Taoist robe, and a pair of Wearing cloth shoes is casual.
Xu Qian was walking on the bluestone road, but he was very nervous. He didn't know why he was going to the mountain. He pretended to look at the various shops around him as if nothing had happened. All shop doors are closed at the moment. There are almost no pedestrians on the old streets of Jiezhen.
"Junior Brother Liu, I still have a lot of things to do at home. I just need to leave the things to Uncle Jing. I won't go up the mountain to bother you anymore." Xu Qian declined with obvious embarrassment at this time.
The young Taoist priest ignored Xu Qian's words and continued, "The closure of the mountain these days is an annual meeting in our sect. Almost all the disciples in the mountain sect will return to the mountain. This opportunity is really rare. By the way, my class How are you, sister Liu Silong, recently? I haven't caused any trouble to you."
"Junior sister Silong is very good and has helped us a lot. Her swordsmanship is already impressive. Her future is limitless."
This polite young man wearing a Taoist robe is Liu Silong's cousin Liu Yalong.
"Sometimes I really envy them, the outer disciples, who live basically the same life as ordinary people." Liu Yalong sighed.
"There is freedom outside the door, and there are opportunities within the door. Why should Junior Brother Liu be envious?" Xu Qian knew the purpose of Junior Junior Uncle asking him to come to Wudang to deliver the talisman this time. I really am not in the mood to leisurely tour the mountains and rivers here. He went on to say
"Junior Brother Liu, my master has been in seclusion recently, and there are still many things going on behind the scenes..."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Xu, it won't take long." Liu Yalong still comforted with a smile on his face.
While talking, they had already arrived at the Zixiao Palace area. Zixiao Palace is located in the middle of Wudang Mountain. It consists of dozens of classical buildings of various types. They are so magnificent that they stand side by side. It is difficult to imagine how these buildings on the mountain were built back then.
This place should have been the place with the most tourists on weekdays, but now there is almost no one, which adds a bit of fairyland to the place.
Xu Qian had no intention of appreciating everything in front of him. Although the Wudang Mountain Conference was very rare and it was almost impossible for outsiders to take a look at it, Xu Qian was more concerned about his junior uncle's "Happy Journey" and he didn't want to waste a minute here. , I wish I could spread my wings and fly back through the door.
Seeing the sorrow on Xu Qian's face, Liu Yalong added, "Actually, I'm here to invite you to the mountain on the order of the master. Senior Brother Xu, it's better not to refuse anymore."
Hearing this, Xu Qian became even more confused. He knew about this new leader of Wudang. The old leader of Wudang, Zhang Zhenren, just came to Hexian last year. It is said that this new leader is very young and has been in charge of Wudang for less than a year. It is said that his methods are extremely tough and he has not been in charge of Wudang for a long time. He sent a few senior elders to guard the back mountain, replaced him with some young men, and integrated Wudang's industries to form a group company. Few outsiders have seen him so far, and he is quite mysterious.
Why did he want to see him? Xu Qian frowned and said nothing. The other party had already brought the Wudang leader out and he couldn't refuse anymore. Xu Qian is also calculating. He knows very well that the one who can attract the attention of the Wudang leader is probably the magical young uncle. It is useless to think too much at the moment. He can only take it as it comes.
As the two of them kept going up, the clouds and mist gradually filled in, and the road up the mountain became steeper. The stone stairs on this section of the mountain road go up alternately, and each step of the stone stairs is just enough for one foot to step on. It can be described as extremely dangerous.
For Xu Qian, who was born in the Thousand Hands Sect, such a dangerous road is not a problem at all, but he found that the Wudang junior disciple's movements up the mountain were also smooth and smooth, and his light body kung fu was not inferior to his own, who had spent almost all his life practicing kung fu. Xu Qian lamented that the foundation of a top sect like Wudang was beyond the imagination of disciples like him.
Climbing the last stone steps, we finally crossed this natural barrier. In front of you is a huge square. On the square, there were about a hundred people kneeling in clear and neat rows. The direction where everyone was kneeling and worshiping was a gleaming golden ancient palace.
"This is our Wudang's Golden Light Palace. Even inner disciples are not allowed to come up at will on weekdays. Those kneeling in the Golden Light Palace Square are our best second- and third-generation disciples, who can be regarded as the mainstay of Wudang's future. "
As Liu Yalong spoke, he led Xu Qian through the kneeling crowd and walked straight to the stone steps of the main hall.
The interior of the hall is magnificent, with carved beams and painted pillars. The center pillars of the hall are all plated with a layer of dazzling gold, depicting various patterns of swimming dragons and auspicious clouds. Inside the temple is a statue of Emperor Zhenwu of equal height.
There are eight people sitting on the floor in the hall. Seven of them were sitting side by side, as if they were arguing about something. One person had his back to them and was watching from the sidelines.
"Elder Jing, you said these talismans were made by a child. How is this possible? Come and tell me what this child's name is." The speaker was a dignified and upright Taoist nun about forty years old.
There was a small altar table among the people sitting cross-legged. There are several talismans placed on it, which are exactly the talismans painted by Zhang Qilu.
Jing Rifei's face looked a little ugly at the moment. He really didn't expect something like this to happen today.
"Junior Sister Situ, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, as long as this talisman is genuine. Are the others so important?"
"Of course it's important! These are real spiritual talismans, not some ghostly talismans. You also know that the methods of making these talismans have been lost in China." At this time, a Taoist priest who was about thirty years old said, "Now suddenly Someone who knows how to draw is extremely important to our Wudang and even to the entire Taoist sect, you think so, Elder Hejing."
Jing Rifei frowned slightly when he heard this and said in a cold tone, "Elder Zhang, what do you mean by that? So what if it is lost. There are countless lost techniques and methods in China. Besides, I have already agreed with that person, All the talismans he makes will only be sold to us Wudang. Isn’t that enough?”
Elder Zhang smiled coldly when he heard this and said, "Elder Jing, I think you are getting more confused as you get older. You just believe whatever others say. Of course, some things can only be reassuring if you have them in your own hands."
Jing Rifei was already very displeased when he heard this. Ignoring the gangster's logic, this elder was originally just his nephew, but now he became an elder and actually talked to him like this. He is not a person without a city government, otherwise he would not be able to manage the huge industry of Wudang. But how could he endure being taught such a lesson?
"What do you want, Zhang?" Jing Rifei said angrily.
Elder Situ then smoothed things over and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, don't be angry. Junior Brother Zhang doesn't have any other intentions. He just feels suspicious and wants to find out the matter."
Jing Rifei turned to face Elder Situ and said, "Elder Situ, you said it was suspicious. What exactly is suspicious?"
At this time, a Taoist priest with a long beard and eyebrows sitting at the head of the crowd said, "Ri Fei, don't be like this, everyone is doing this for Wudang."
Jing Rifei stood up and bowed respectfully towards the Taoist priest who had just spoken, and said, "Uncle Sun, I think you also understand that these are not some random things, nor are they stolen or robbed. Today is the annual big day in the sect, why are we discussing these things now? My nephew is confused, please clarify."
The leader, Sun Laodao, had a faint smile on his face and said again, "Ri Fei, I have been the martial arts elder of Wudang for more than 30 years, and there are some words that should be said by me. Now I suspect that this method of drawing talismans is From our Wudang.”
