No matter how close they are to each other, they will eventually be separated.
Zhang Chuyi originally wanted to stay the night, but Xia He sternly refused and sent him away on the grounds that it was a pure place in Buddhism.
When leaving, Zhang Chuyi went back to the door of Lingyin Temple to look for the Taoist priest, but he was nowhere to be seen.
This kind of outstanding person from this world has always been like a dragon, missing the opportunity and not knowing when the 1,500 yuan owed to him will be paid off. We can only meet again by chance...
In Wudang Mountain, Wang Ye huddled in the room anxiously, with panda eyes, not knowing what to do.
"Senior brother, Chief Chen has come to pay homage to the mountain again. Do you want to see him or not?"
Junior brother's shouts sounded outside the door, and Wang Ye felt even more irritated after hearing it: "Why are you here again? Can't you just let me stop!"
The junior brother didn't reply, probably because he didn't know what to do.
At this moment, Wang only regretted that he did not have the invisibility skill, otherwise he would have rubbed oil on his feet and ran away from Wudang Mountain.
Ever since attending the Lu family's birthday banquet, Chen Jinkui, the head of the Shuzi Sect, was like a pervert meeting a beautiful woman. He saw the sky pestering him and insisted on accepting him as his disciple.
Wang Ye was very polite at first, telling him that he was already a disciple of Wudang and that he would not become a second master if he was a good disciple, and asked him to find another successor.
But Chen Jinkui didn't care, and said that a good young man like him should have more famous teachers.
Especially in Shuzi, there is no better master than him.
Wang Ye naturally disagreed with this statement. After all, he was the successor of Fenghou Qimen's eight unique skills.
However, Grand Master Qian warned and warned that not a word about Fenghou Qimen should be revealed to the outside world, so Wang Ye did not dare to refute what Master Kui'er said.
Moreover, he is of high seniority, so he doesn’t dare to say harsh words.
Every time he comes, he prepares generous gifts and pays full attention to Wudang etiquette, which makes it difficult for the master and the grand master to say anything. After all, the status of the ten men is on display here.
But who can bear to be treated like this every day?
Not only Wang Ye himself, but also the two Taoist priests were helpless towards Chen Jinkui.
So after his persuasion failed, Wang Ye simply disappeared from Kui'er's face and never stepped out of the room except to go to the toilet.
But this is not an option if it continues like this. Who knows how long Mr. Kui'er can be entangled.
Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but sigh at the wall.
At the same time, Wu was in front of Mt.
Taoist priest Zhong Yunlong welcomed Chen Jinkui and a group of his disciples in with a smile.
"Daozhang Zhong, did Wang Ye really agree to become my disciple?" Chen Jinkui asked with a look of surprise on his face.
"I love you, Chief Chen. It is also his blessing that the king can worship you as his teacher." Zhong Yunlong sat on the chair and said loudly: "You have been guarding me at Wudang Mountain for so many days. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat. It’s good but I can’t sleep well. I have prepared some fast food for you all to enjoy first. I have already sent someone to call the king.”
With that said, Zhong Yunlong personally poured a pot of hot tea for Chen Jinkui.
"If that's the case, it's not worth my wait." Chen Jinkui laughed heartily, picked up the cup and was about to drink tea, but his movements suddenly froze.
"Director Zhong." Chen Jinkui suddenly sneered, "When did Wudang Mountain change its business to a black shop?"
"Why did Master Chen say this?" Zhong Yunlong pretended to be confused, pretending to understand.
"If it wasn't a black shop, how could there be sweat medicine in this tea?" Chen Jinkui placed the tea cup in front of Zhong Yunlong, his tone full of questions.
Zhong Yunlong was silent for a while, then suddenly retreated three feet.
"Wudang disciple!" Zhong Yunlong shouted violently, and at the same time he pulled out the sword that had been hidden for a long time.
"Here!" The Wudang disciples hiding outside the courtyard appeared instantly and surrounded Chen Jinkui and his disciples three floors inside and three floors outside.
"Disciples, listen to the order and set up the Wudang Seven-Star Sword Formation!" Zhong Yunlong stretched out his two fingers and swiped along the sword body, letting out a dragon roar.
"Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang!"
As the seven Beidou positions were occupied one after another, Zhong Yunlong stepped on the Tianshu position belonging to the formation eye.
At this point, the seven stars are connected and the sword formation is complete!
As one of Wudang's most precious treasures, the Big Dipper Sword Formation, once formed, can defeat enemies even when faced with enemies that are ten times or a hundred times larger.
If I don't give the Shu Zi Sect a few words today, I'll really think that the Wudang Sect is just a fool!
And just when the battle was about to begin in Qianshan, a disciple also broke into Wang Ye's bedroom.
"Brother, leave now!"
After the disciple rushed into the house, he couldn't help but grab Wang Ye's arm and drag him outside.
"Junior brother Li, what's going on with you!" Wang Ye was pulled by him and stumbled, and asked with a confused look on his face.
Junior Brother Li said anxiously: "Master, he tricked all the guys from the Shuzi Sect into going up the mountain. He should have drank the Mongolian sweat medicine now, and he will have an attack soon.
If you want to escape, now is your last chance! "
"There is such a thing!" Wang Ye was happy at first, and then asked worriedly: "This is what the master meant, does the founder know?"
Junior Brother Li dragged Wang Ye away and said, "Master Patriarch naturally knows that the guys from the Shuzi Sect are quite annoying. They are entangled in our Wudang Mountain every day, so Master came up with this way to hold them back for a day. Buying you time to get down the mountain.
When you get down the mountain, if anything happens, go directly to the company to report it! "
"What a great idea, as expected of the ancestor!" Wang Ye couldn't help but shout in his heart that his ancestor was wise and had finally figured out a way for him to escape.
It wasn't like he hadn't thought about going down the mountain to avoid the limelight before, but people from the Shuzi Sect were all over the roads that had to be taken down the mountain. Once he appeared in their sight, it wouldn't take long for Mr. Kui'er to follow him.
The struggle ensued for several hours until he was forced back into the house.
But this time, the Patriarch actually thought of using the Mongolian Sweat Potion. Even if there were still people from the Shuzi Sect guarding him on the way down the mountain, I'm afraid Master Kui'er wouldn't be able to come in a while.
Although this ten man is quite powerful, his physical body is not much stronger than that of an ordinary middle-aged man.
As long as the quantity of the Mongolian Khan medicine given by the Patriarch is enough, it can knock down Mr. Kui'er for at least twelve hours.
This little time is enough for him to fly back and forth between Wudang and the capital three times!
When we return to the capital, isn't it just like fishes leaping in the sea and sky, and birds flying in the sky?
Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but speed up his pace and ran non-stop down the mountain along the path at the back of the mountain.
And where Wang Ye couldn't see him, Zhou Meng, the founder of Wudang, looked at his back with some reluctance in his eyes.
Although Wang Ye went down the mountain this time to avoid the limelight, no one could tell when he would return to the mountain.
So Zhou Meng knew in his heart that after Wang Ye came down from the mountain, it probably meant that his fate with Wudang Mountain had come to an end.
However, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Perhaps this is Xiao Yezi's fate.
