Shannan East Road, Junzhou, Wudang.
The four famous mountains all bow together, and the celestial mountains in the five directions share their ancestral ancestry.
Although Wudang is the ninth blessed place among the hundred and eight caves in the world, it is because the eighty-two incarnations of the ancient Laojun practiced here for forty-two years. In addition, for the past five hundred years, Lu Zu has ascended and swordsmanship here. Later, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Tian Wendi, praised this place with the words "unparalleled in all eternity, the best fairy mountain in the world", which made this Wudang stronger than Qingcheng, Longhu, and Sanqing. This is the first name in Taoism and the highest among all mountains.
Tianzhu Peak, the main peak of Wudang, rises from the ground, standing majestically in the sky like gold and jade. The surrounding seventy-two peaks and thirty-six rocks point to the Tianzhu from all directions. At the end are "Seventy-two peaks facing the top, twenty-four streams." "The water flows forever" is a wonderful scenery.
It's almost dusk now, and it's still early to get dark in late winter. The mountain is inevitably a bit cold, and the mountain wind is howling. Whether it's the outer disciples guarding the mountain or the inner disciples patrolling the mountain, they probably all went back to their houses early at this time.
The red-robed Taoist who had just finished evening classes in the Zixiao Hall and recited the Beidou Sutra three times came out slowly. Everyone who met him on the night patrol stopped and bowed to salute, and the red-robed Taoist also returned the salute one by one. Bypassing the Zixiao Hall, follow the large stone platform in front of the hall to the left, which is more than 100 square meters, and enter the Zhike Room, which is mostly used to receive foreign pilgrims and donors.
The old man in red robe walked into the guest room and learned that there was already a burly middle-aged man with a sturdy back and a charming woman in a goose-yellow gown waiting here. When the burly middle-aged man saw the old Taoist, he hurriedly saluted, and Mrs. Fengyun also said a blessing. Then Mrs. Fengyun was about to lead a maid behind her out, but she heard the red-robed old Taoist say: "You don't have to avoid me, let's come together." Listen."
The charming woman responded, signaling the maid to step aside first, and stood carefully behind her husband.
When there was no one else inside or outside the room, the red-robed old Taoist Fang slowly walked to a chair on one side and sat down, saying, "Kunpeng and the others seem to have offended someone they shouldn't have."
It is said that one loves his son very much, and no matter how unsatisfactory his own child is, he is still the heart of his parents. After the old man in red robe said this, the charming woman panicked, her eyes filled with anxiety. She wanted to ask something, but her husband had not spoken yet, so she had to stand there. The ground dry is anxious.
No need to ask too much, it is known that this man and woman are the parents of the Han Kunpeng brothers, Han Dingtian and Pan.
Han Dingtian, who was as imposing as an iron tower and had a strong back, was also a man who had experienced ups and downs. He asked the key point immediately, "Who is that person?"
"It seems to be the Ye family."
Han Dingtian was stunned. Lixia was in the east of Wudang and Yejia was in the northwest of Wudang. How could they still meet each other?
The charming woman Pan didn't think as much as her husband. Furthermore, she had been married to the Han family for a long time and never left the house. She knew very little about the outside world, and of course she didn't know who the Ye family was. All she cared about was the safety of her children, and she didn't care much about etiquette at the moment. She asked anxiously: "Are Kunpeng and Youyu okay?"
"It's okay. Youyu just received a kick. Kunpeng still recognized the compliment and surrendered, and the man didn't make things difficult for him." At that moment, the old man in red robe told what happened in the past few days.
Mrs. Pan was worried when she heard this, and kept rubbing her hands on the spot. If the old man in red robe hadn't said that Han Youyu was fine now, she would have burst into tears.
It was inconvenient for Han Dingtian to ask Chipao Old Taoist how to deal with this matter. It had been so long before he notified his wife and himself. He thought it was almost time to deal with it, so he said: "Youyu's unsatisfactory child is causing trouble outside again. I, Wudang, am embarrassed, and my disciples will take care of him when he comes back."
Han Dingtian's words were learned. He didn't ask how to deal with this matter, nor how to deal with his useless son. He first promoted and then suppressed. He just said "wait for him to come back" and used an old saying to see what the old way would do. Treat Han Youyu.
The old Taoist had lived for more than a century, so how could he not understand the meaning of Han Dingtian's words, and he did not point it out, saying: "I have let your uncle go for nine days. Kunpeng and Youyu have never seen that person, and they will watch and deal with it after nine days." That’s good.”
The red-robed old Taoist seemed annoyed that his disciple was talking to him in a roundabout way, and his answers were also cryptic, which took Han Dingtian a while to understand.
Zhang Jiutian and Zhang Jiuqing have always been inseparable. Zhang Jiuqing will definitely follow Zhang Jiutian when he goes there. Zhang Jiutian is devoted to cultivating Taoism and does not care about worldly affairs. He thinks that if he goes, he just wants to see the identity of the Ye family. But this Jiuqing is different. Han Dingtian knows this female master uncle very well. He is content with old customs and indulges in old news, and keeps the Taoist sect's rules and regulations consistently. Otherwise, he would not let her become the head of the Wudang Law Enforcement Sect and be responsible for it. If she were to punish the disciples who violated the rules in the sect, her son, who had not been upright all day long, would have to suffer.
In this case, the so-called "Jiu Tian will just watch and deal with it" is not as good as "Jiu Qing will just watch and deal with it." How to deal with it? You don't need to ask Han Dingtian to guess whether it will be better or not.
Mrs. Pan was just anxious and didn't know what to say. Instead, she blamed the head of the family, "I said at the beginning that no fish should be allowed out and no fish should be allowed out. He just didn't listen, and you didn't know how to stop it. This caused a lot of trouble." We don’t know how big the disaster will be, and we don’t know who we’ve offended, so what should we do? As a father, why don’t you think of something quickly?”
This woman has little knowledge, and she has no sense of propriety when it comes to her own child. She actually lost her temper in front of the master regardless of the occasion. If this were normal, Pan Wanwan, who has been influenced by the three obediences and four virtues of women since she was a child, would He won't be so confused.
Han Dingtian frowned and glanced at the dishonorable wife. He felt so shameless that he suppressed the reprimand and asked the red-robed old man, "Master hasn't told me who the family is that night."
"The third watch of the night, the night is far away."
Han Dingtian's eyes tightened, obviously he thought of these two people and no one thought of them.
Han Dingtian's expression was seen by the old man in red robes. These two names, not to mention Han Dingtian, a powerful figure in the martial arts world, were so shocked when he heard this. Even he, the head of Wudang who has a bit of face in the world of martial arts and temples. After seeing the secret message from Fei Ge from Han Kunpeng, he was also in a daze.
"He... aren't they missing?" Han Dingtian hesitated in his words. It seemed that he had not yet woken up from the shock.
Of course, the old man in red robe was also puzzled, "Three years ago, these two people openly disobeyed the holy orders and caused that incident in the capital. After that, they disappeared. Who knows whether they are dead or alive? It has been three years, right? They are not sure either, so now they are waiting for the news about your uncle, if it is really them, things will change."
After all, Han Dingtian is just a Jianghu person, and he doesn't know much about the things in the temple. Just hearing what the master said, he felt that it seemed to be related to something important. It was inconvenient for him to ask more, so Han Dingtian remained silent.
The old man in red robe said again: "You guys go to rest first. You are tired from the long day of driving and horse racing. I have asked the boy to arrange two rooms for you." After speaking, the old man in red robe stood up and put his hands on his back, "This is a great Chinese New Year. Your senior brothers and nephews who have been practicing abroad are also back. There is a shortage of wing rooms, and there are some single rooms left. You and your wife can stay here for one night."
"It all depends on the master's arrangements." Han Dingtian bowed and saluted.
The old red-robed Taoist called his disciples and led Han Dingtian and his wife to their residence. The old man in red robe also followed behind the couple. The lady wearing charm was only half an arm's length away from her left side. Pan took a peek at Han Dingtian in front of him who had already walked out of the door. He also slowed down his steps slightly, which was not in line with the old man in red robe. Courtesy and etiquette go hand in hand.
The old man in red robe spoke softly: "Don't worry about the fish, I have my own arrangements."
Mrs. Feng Yun changed her attitude from Wei Nuo in front of Han Dingtian just now, and lowered her voice with a threatening tone: "If Youyu is wronged, you can't even think about it."
The old man in red robe stopped talking and took a few steps. The still-charming lady twisted her waist and walked a few steps to catch up. She raised her hand and pinched the old Taoist's waist, and said in an inaudible voice: "Master, please come and talk to me if you have time. "It's really unique to have such a charming look at such an age. After saying that, he quickened his pace and followed Han Dingtian.
The old man in red robe casually touched the roundness of the woman's waist. Looking at the body that was the most attractive for a woman at this age in her life, the old man in red robe didn't know what he thought of, and his smile deepened.
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As night fell, the red-robed Taoist walked slowly down the mountain from the Golden Summit of Tianzhu with his hands behind his back. The mountain steps are all artificially drilled and quite steep. The old Chipao Taoist steps are as stable and easy as walking on flat ground. If you look carefully, you can find that there is a finger-width gap between the soles of his feet and the ground.
Returning to Xin'an, the old man in red robe stopped and looked up. He looked at it for about ten breaths before he looked away and turned to the stone platform where the domed thatched hut was built.
An old man in blue clothes with white hair, white beard and white eyebrows walked out of the thatched hut.
Just by looking at the color of the clothes, it can be seen that the Lanyi Taoist, whose status is slightly lower than that of the red-robed Taoist, did not salute in Wudang, a place with complicated rules. He just walked close and said two words lightly, "Here we come." "
The old Taoist in red robe let out a "hmm" in his nose, turned around and stood side by side with him, and followed the old Taoist in Lanyi's line of sight to look at the huge boulder at the foot of the mountain that the Taoist who had gone crazy three times a few years ago had moved with one hand from the top of Tianzhu Peak. Apart from the archway, these are the objects used to welcome guests in Wudang.
Just the four iron hooks and silver strokes carved by the swords of the three crazy Taoists above, which read "He who comes, meditate" are enough to make the world feel a little in awe of Wudang.
"On the second day of junior high school, Fei Ge, that boy from Kunpeng, wrote that he had met someone in Lixia. I couldn't determine his identity, so I asked Jiutian and Jiuqing to go there." The old man in red robe finally broke the silence and said.
Lan Yi Laodao made a "hmm" sound in his nose, paused, and then said, "I saw Jiutian and his wife coming down the mountain a few days ago, and I thought they were going to the capital."
As if he was used to the Lan Yi old Taoist's inconsiderate way of speaking, the red robed Old Taoist still looked at the mountain gradually disappearing into darkness and said, "Who do you think it is?"
The old man in Lanyi didn't speak this time. He knew that even if he didn't speak, the old man in red robe would explain the matter clearly to him.
"The third watch of the night." When the old man in red robe said this name, he moved his eyes to the face of old man in Lan Yi. He wanted to see some reaction from the face of old man in Lan Yi before the dark night came when he could not see the other person clearly. .
The ancient well of Lanyi Old Road does not waver.
"I thought you would be surprised." The old man in red robe withdrew his gaze, and then looked down the mountain, "At least there must be some reaction."
"Yixinjing, how do you want to react?" Lan Yi Laodao finally turned to look at the most important person in Wudang Mountain.
The red-robed old Taoist laughed, and then the two of them fell into silence again.
It seemed that the old Taoist in red robe had nothing to say. The two of them just stood there with half a cup of tea. The old Taoist in red robe turned around and got off the stone platform and walked up the mountain.
After walking a few steps, the red-robed old Taoist who had obviously had something to say just now couldn't hold it in anymore. He stopped without turning around or looking back, and said: "A hundred years ago, the master left a prophecy when he became immortal. In the past few years, the three masters came again." Do you still remember this hexagram from Yaolai?"
Lan Yi Laodao still said "Yeah".
The old man in red robe, who had been waiting for the next step, glanced sideways and sighed, "Is there really such a way to achieve success? Can't you think of a compromise? That person used me more than forty years ago. Wudang has no choice, he can't just let you and me do such useless things in his grandson's generation."
Old Taoist Lan Yi pursed his lips and sighed, "It's fate."
The old man in red robe smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Do you dare to fight?"
Old Taoist Lan Yi was obviously taken aback, and looked at the other party with a profound look in his eyes, "The great road is to do nothing, just let nature take its course."
The old man in red robe chuckled, but the taste inside was incomprehensible.
It wasn't until the sun had completely disappeared, and the mountains in the distance were the same color as the red-robed old Taoist's robes, that the blue-robed old Taoist turned around and walked slowly towards the thatched hut.
"Wudang is overthrown at night?"
The old Taoist in Lanyi muttered to himself, leaving the Old Taoist in red robe looking at the stone tablet of "The visitor meditates," lost in thought.
The night was like the piece of soapy cloth at the end of the excerpt, swallowing up the entire Taihe Mountain in an instant.
