Zhongnan mountain top.

The white mist fills the air all year round, making it look like a fairy mountain.

When Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping climbed to the top of the mountain, it was almost noon.

Looking at the mountain gate visible to the naked eye in the distance, Yue Yuan immediately stopped, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, raised his head and looked into the distance. For this Zhongnan Quanzhen, Yue Yuan can be said to have only seen it in novels, and in daily life

I have never been to Zhongnan Mountain in my life.

"Brother Yin, wait a moment!"

Glancing at Yin Zhiping who was about to step forward, Yue Yuan immediately stopped him and said, "It's really disrespectful for me to go up to see seven seniors like this!" After saying that, he walked to the side under Yin Zhiping's gaze.

I went and came to a mountain and waterside and squatted down.

"Um?!"

Looking back, Yin Zhiping looked at Yue Yuan with some surprise, not quite understanding what the other party meant.

But it's okay if you don't understand. What Yue Yuan did next has completely told Yin Zhiping what he meant by what he just said.

In front of the mountain ditch, Yue Yuan was squatting beside him, quietly looking at the reflection in the quiet mountain water.

The hair is a little messy!

The Taoist crown is also a little crooked!

And the sweat stains all over my face!

Yue Yuan stared at his reflection in the water and quickly saw what he looked like at this moment. He looked really embarrassed. After thinking about it, Yue Yuan stretched out his hands towards the spring water in front of him. After washing his hands, Yue Yuan

Yuan Yuan held the spring water and started to splash it on his face. Apparently, the sweaty look on his face made Yue Yuan unhappy and he needed to wash it off.

Amidst the tinkling sound of spring water, Yue Yuan quickly finished washing.

But then Yue Yuan did not leave the water's edge. Instead, he took out a comb from his wide sleeves and began to comb his hair facing the reflection in the water.

In this world, when juniors visit seniors, they must pay attention to etiquette.

This is not only the case in modern society, but also in the ancient world of martial arts, it was even more strict.

You can't go to see the Seventh Son of Quan Zhen with a face full of sweat and a messy hair, right?

If this is the case, Yue Yuan can imagine that his future ideas are very likely to die prematurely, which is not worth the loss for Yue Yuan.

"..."

Yin Zhiping stood aside and stared at Yue Yuan in astonishment, who was combing his hair facing the water. The corners of his mouth began to twitch, and his heart felt as if thousands of grass and mud horses were running past, and the original impression had been trampled clean.

"Brother Yin, please excuse me!"

After combing his hair and rearranging the Taoist crown on his head, Yue Yuan stretched out his hand and said to Yin Zhiping standing beside him: "Give me the gourd!"

"Ah...oh!"

After hearing Yue Yuan's instructions, Yin Zhiping quickly took off the gourd hanging from his waist and handed it back to the other party.

"Well!"

After taking the gourd and hanging it up again, Yue Yuan stood up, turned his head, looked at Yin Zhiping, and said again: "Brother Yin, you can give me this sword, and I don't need to trouble you now!"

"..."

The corners of his eyebrows began to twitch wildly, and the corners of his mouth continued to twitch. Yin Zhiping handed the sword on his back to Yue Yuan.

So, after some sorting...

A young Taoist with the air of a Taoist master appeared in front of Yin Zhiping. For a moment, Yin Zhiping thought that he had returned to the appearance he saw before the bonfire last night.

only……

In Yin Zhiping's heart, it was really difficult to feel the admiration for the Taoist in front of him.

In one morning, he completely lost his master's temperament.

This image and approach reminded Yin Zhiping of another person - the current senior person in the Quanzhen Sect, Zhou Botong.

Perhaps, Taoist Priest Yue Yuanyue could have a good relationship with his great-uncle Zhou Botong.

"That's it!"

After re-checking that there was nothing wrong with his outfit, Yue Yuan said to Yin Zhiping: "Let's go, Brother Yin, come with me to meet some elders!"

After saying that, Yue Yuan raised his clothes, faced the breeze, and took the lead to walk towards the mountain gate of Quanzhen Sect.

When the wind blows and blows, so does the clothes.

He looks like a master.

Yin Zhiping looked at the back of Yue Yuan walking in front, his lips moved, and what he wanted to say turned into a sigh in the end, so he had no choice but to follow.

"Who is your Excellency?"

At the mountain gate, the guarding Taoist priests standing on both sides stopped Yue Yuan when he was about to step in. One of them looked up and down and asked.

"Chun Yang, Yue Yuan!"

"Come to Quanzhen to meet all fellow practitioners!"

Facing the gazes of the two first Taoist priests, Yue Yuan answered briefly. At the same time, he turned back to Yin Zhiping, who was hanging not far behind him, and said, "Brother Yin, you are a guest, so don't be lazy!"

"..."

Yin Zhiping, who was stung by Yue Yuan's words and didn't know what to say, was stunned. He strode forward and walked to Yue Yuan's side. Then he said to the two Taoist priests guarding the mountain gate: "Two junior brothers,

This is Taoist Priest Yue from Chunyang, here to pay homage to Master Shifu!"

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yin!"

When the two guarding Taoist priests saw that the person coming was Yin Zhiping, they immediately stepped back respectfully and gave way to the road.

Immediately, Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping walked into the Quanzhen Sect.

strangeness!

Why is this sect so strict?

Why did the donkey rider go in like that just now? Why did it change here?

Turning back and taking a look at the two Taoist priests guarding the mountain gate, Yue Yuan was filled with confusion. However, after seeing the ordinary people following behind him handing over incense money and the like, Yue Yuan finally understood the reason.

.

Because now I am a member of the world.

The Quanzhen Sect is almost the leader in the world of this era because of its supernatural power, King Chongyang. It can be said to be a famous sect. In a certain respect, its reputation puts pressure on the Shaolin Beggar Clan.

Even though Wang Chongyang has died long ago, the way he left behind is still there. This is Quanzhen. In addition, he has a junior disciple Zhou Botong who is equally superb in martial arts, and seven disciples who are quite famous in the world.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen.

Relying on Wang Chongyang's deeds of resisting the Jin Dynasty, as long as there are no traitors in the Quanzhen Sect who are addicted to teachers and destroy Taoism, then even if Wang Chongyang's descendants are worse than the previous generation, within three generations, relying on Wang Chongyang's legacy, this will be the end of the world.

Zhenjiao is still the leading sect in the world.

Unfortunately……

Among the third generation disciples of Quanzhen Sect, Yin Zhiping, a man with different ideas, appeared, and even more so, Zhao Zhijing, a traitor.

Under such circumstances, coupled with the Mongolian invasion from the south, the Quanzhen sect disappeared like smoke. The seven Quanzhen sects died and dispersed, and finally the great Xuanmen sect was divided into several branches. Among them,

, Hao Datong’s Huashan Sect became more famous in the future martial arts world.

In a way, the Huashan Sect can be regarded as inheriting the legacy of the Quanzhen Sect.

Along the way, Yue Yuan, accompanied by Yin Zhiping, headed towards the Chongyang Palace on the top of the mountain.

Green mountains and green waters, cool breeze and white clouds, as well as the vitality exuded by the ancient trees. Among these, there are countless houses dotted.

Zhongnan Mountain, where the Quanzhen Sect is located, can be described as a leisurely place.
Chapter completed!