Wudang Mountain is more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital. From the map, it is located in the upper left corner of Huguang Province, not far from Henan. (picture)
Yang Xuan is not in a hurry and will stop to take Anqing and Xiuhe around when he encounters a place with beautiful scenery.
After walking for almost two months, the group arrived at Xiangyang Mansion, which was about five hundred miles away from Wudang Mountain.
Yang Xuan called the hundreds of Jin Yiwei who were accompanying him.
"Jiang Wei, find an inn. We will stay here today."
Yang Xuan handed Jiang Wei a stack of treasure notes and ordered.
"Yes, uncle." Jiang Yu respectfully took the banknote.
The expenses along the way were basically covered by Yang Xuan.
Jiang Wei and the other hundred people were also grateful.
After all, Lao Zhu didn't give any subsidies when he was a bodyguard on this business trip.
Soon, Jiang Wei found a good inn and booked it.
"Uncle, everything has been arranged." Jiang Wei came to Yang Xuan and said.
"Okay." Yang Xuan nodded.
Then he took Anqing and Xiuhe to stay at the inn.
The next day, the group walked around Xiangyang to relax.
After all, this journey is also very tiring.
After another day of rest, the group set out again on the third day.
Less than half a month later, they finally arrived at Wudang Mountain.
Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, Wudang Mountain is majestic and majestic, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
I found it online. It must be different between ancient times and now.
The road up the mountain was not easy, so Yang Xuan carried An Qing on his back and climbed the steps.
I also took several breaks along the way.
Mainly Xiuhe, Jiang Yu and the others are not as physically strong as Yang Xuan.
Finally, the group climbed up and saw the Taoist temple on the mountain.
Different from the buildings that were everywhere in later generations, from Yang Xuan's point of view, it was a bit crude.
However, this is in line with Zhang Sanfeng's free and easy character.
When a group of people arrived outside the Taoist temple, Yang Xuan only asked Jiang Yu and a few people to follow, while the rest stayed outside the Taoist temple.
This place is full of cultivators, so secular people like them should go in less, so as not to disturb the tranquility here.
Seeing a little Taoist priest sweeping the floor in the yard, Yang Xuan stepped forward and explained his purpose.
The latter just glanced at Yang Xuan lightly and replied: "Master doesn't see outsiders."
Then he swept his own land.
Yang Xuan had already expected this and was not discouraged.
The old immortal is so easy to see.
He and An Qing came to the main hall, burned incense, and prayed to the gods to help Queen Ma find a good family in the next life.
He was not in a hurry to see Zhang Sanfeng now and took An Qing to visit the Taoist temple.
They will not force their way into places that are not allowed to enter.
After all, this is someone else's territory.
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Standing on the edge of a cliff, watching the clouds rolling in the distance, I felt inexplicably comfortable.
Yang Xuan turned his head and looked at An Qing beside him, who closed his eyes slightly and felt the distant wind blowing on his face.
The green hair on her temples is flying, and her whole person exudes the aura of youth.
Yang Xuan can feel that Anqing is now in a state of emptying out.
Over a thousand kilometers from the capital to Wudang, Anqing has overcome the grief of losing his mother.
However, correspondingly, she became more dependent on Yang Xuan.
Only when people lose something can they learn to cherish it.
"Xiao Xuanzi, what do you think, when we get old, we can find a place like this to live in seclusion?"
At this time, An Qing turned his head, stared at Yang Xuan's side face, and asked expectantly.
Yang Xuan met An Qing's eyes, smiled fondly and said, "Okay."
He was not willing to get involved in the matters in the court.
Regardless of whether it is his previous life or this life, his biggest wish is to have a home and live a stable life.
Now, he has.
Not far behind, Jiang Yu and his brothers looked at this scene, and for some reason, they all smiled like an aunt.
How strange!
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Without seeing Zhang Sanfeng, Yang Xuan would naturally not go down the mountain.
He donated some money to the Taoist temple, and the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple agreed that he and others could stay.
There weren't many rooms, so Jiang Yu and his men had to squeeze in.
In the following days, Yang Xuan took An Qing and Xiuhe around the mountains.
The freshness of nature can always make people relax unconsciously.
In the past few days, Yang Xuan and the others had completely let go of themselves and found great spiritual satisfaction.
This is something you can't get in the bustling capital city.
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"Quick, quick, stop it and eat it today!"
"Ha ha!"
In the back mountain, Yang Xuan commanded a group of royal guards to hunt a white-headed crane.
He had never eaten this thing before, and there were no wildlife protection laws at this time.
Yang Xuan is not afraid of being taken to drink tea.
He took the bow and arrow from Jiang Wei.
He stretched his bow and drew his arrow, holding his breath and concentrating, aiming at the bald crane not far ahead.
His archery skills are very strong and he can easily capture enemies from a distance of tens of meters.
call out!
The arrow left the string in an instant and struck the bald crane in front.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A pebble flew out from the side and hit the arrow in flight.
This sudden scene made Jiang Yu and other Jin Yiwei's expressions change greatly.
Then they quickly formed a defensive formation to protect Yang Xuan and An Qing, and looked around vigilantly.
"Who is it, come out!" Jiang Wei shouted in a low voice.
"Are all people in the imperial court so rude?" A strong voice came from behind a big tree.
Immediately afterwards, a sloppy old man with white beard and hair appeared in everyone's sight.
The white-headed crane saw the old man and ran over quickly.
An overview of Zhang Sanfeng found online
"Who are you?" Jiang Wei frowned slightly and stared at the old man in front of him.
This old man looked harmless, but he gave him an ultimate sense of danger.
The old man didn't pay attention to Jiang Wei, but smiled at the white-headed crane and said, "Why are you running around for nothing? You almost got eaten!"
"Jiang Wei, don't be rude." At this time, Yang Xuan put his hand on Jiang Wei's shoulder.
"Uncle!" Jiang Wei looked at Yang Xuan.
The latter ignored him, but looked at the old man in front of him.
"Senior, is this the old immortal Zhang Sanfeng?" Yang Xuan cupped his hands and asked.
He had done enough work before he came.
It is said that Zhang Sanfeng was tall and tall, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard like a halberd. He was usually unkempt and looked slovenly.
The person in front of me just matches these characteristics.
That's why Yang Xuan asked this question.
"I'm not an old god, I'm just an old man living in seclusion in the mountains!"
the other party answered.
"Senior, don't be joking. According to rumors, the old immortal Zhang Sanfeng is just like you."
The latter was stunned and immediately began to curse.
"Damn it, are you so evil?"
Yang Xuan and others were all stunned.
At this point, the image of the old god in my heart collapsed!
But one thing is certain, the person in front of him is none other than Zhang Sanfeng.
"Senior, I've been waiting here for many days, but I haven't been able to meet with you."
"It's fate that we meet today!"
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's mouth twitched.
He just came out to find his crane, what kind of fate is this.
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