The vehicle soon arrived at Lin Xiaotian's villa. After arriving here, Uncle He personally received the two Taoist priests and personally made a pot of tea to invite the two Taoist priests to taste. Lan Tao said goodbye to the two Taoist priests when he saw this. His task was to send the two Taoist priests to his home. Now that the task was completed, it was time to do his own business...|2

However, when he was about to leave, the two Taoist priests looked at each other. Taoist Songming nodded, and Taoist Songchen sent Lan Tao out. When Lan Tao was about to get on the bus, Taoist Songchen spoke, "Mr. Lan, Taoist I have a few words to give to you. I don't know if you want to listen."

Lan Tao was stunned, but then nodded, knowing that this was his own fortune. Who was Huang Dajun? Such a proud person, in addition to being respectful in front of Lin Xiaotian, also showed great respect in front of these two Taoist priests. It can be seen that the two Taoist priests are not ordinary people at all. Even if they were Lin Xiaotian's master, if they had not had two tricks, Huang Dajun would not be so respectful at all. Lan Tao still had his own tricks.

"Please speak, it is my blessing to hear the Taoist priest's advice." Lan Tao was very polite, looking as if he listened carefully.

"Then let me redeem the old Taoist too much. You are Xiaotian's right-hand man. Let me tell you, if you take care of it for one more week in Hong Kong, you will have a very serious evil spirit. If you travel in the near future, you will have a bloody disaster. If you take advantage of your local advantages, you can resolve it. Don't eat meat within this week. Remember it for seven days, not one day less." Taoist Master Songchen reminded him, this was also said for Lin Xiaotian, otherwise Taoist Master Songchen would not talk too much.

Lan Tao was shocked and shocked. He was about to travel, but Lin Xiaotian knew that it was certain that Lin Xiaotian would never tell others, even his master would be no exception, but how could he be seen, and he was very surprised.

"Thank you for your advice, Lan is indeed planning to go out recently. Since the Taoist priest said that, I will take you for seven days in Hong Kong. Thank you for your advice." Lan Tao is very sincere, definitely not a compromise.

Taoist Master Songchen nodded, turned around and went back. He said that, but as for Lan Tao, he would not care if he didn't listen, he would not care. He would do his best to do his best and obey his destiny. It would be difficult to interfere too much, and it would be costly to reveal the secrets of heaven.

Taoist Master Songchen returned to the house, sat down, nodded to Taoist Master Songming. At this time, Uncle He poured a cup of tea for Taoist Master Songchen, "Master Songchen, come and taste it." Uncle He was not very angry with Taoist Master Songming, but he was absolutely angry with Taoist Master Songchen. The matter of stealing his apprentice cannot be easily resolved.

"Thank you, Mr. He." Taoist Master Songchen replied with a bow, feeling guilty to Uncle He. Uncle He had a very obvious Tai Chi skill, and ordinary people couldn't see anything, but Taoist Master Songming and Taoist Master Songchen could see clearly. You should know that the two lowest levels are at the level of a master, so how could they not see Uncle He's foundation? Taoist Master Songming also smiled bitterly, there is a result when there is a cause, and the causes in the past and later life are the result.

We were very polite at the meeting today. Uncle He personally arranged the rooms for the two Taoist priests and asked about the tastes of the two Taoist priests. If there was anything to avoid food, it was normal, but this portion was normal until after dinner, it disappeared. Uncle He came to the living room and looked at the two Taoist priests.

"I will get to know He Zhengsheng, the descendant of Tai Chi of Yangshi in Hebei, asked the two Taoist priests for advice because of the robbery of his master's disciples. Tomorrow morning, let's work together. After the work together, no matter how victory or defeat is, it will be eliminated." Uncle He clasped his fists and followed the etiquette of the world.

Song Mingdao sighed, "Song Ming, the disciple of Wudang, is courteous." He made a gift with one hand. He knew this clearly and understood his junior brother's painstaking efforts at that time. Everything was for himself. When the matter was about to come, of course he could not retreat.

"About Xiaotian, my junior brother did something wrong, which violated the morality of the world, but everything was for me, a senior brother whom I had not seen for many years, and a shameful master. No matter what, we are wrong first, so I apologize to Mr. He." Taoist Song Ming apologized without saying a word. This attitude benefited Mr. He very much. It is not a pity that he is a direct disciple of Wudang. His demeanor is different, and the famous sects are different.

"There is there, there, Master Song Ming, you are polite. I can understand Master Song Chen's thoughts. They are all for the sake of Xiaotian's good. I shouldn't have said anything more, but this is a knot in my heart. I hope Master will fulfill it." Uncle He was also very polite. As this happened, Uncle He had to admit that Lin Xiaotian was better at Wudang than in the Yang family, and it was not so easy to enter famous sects.

"Mr. He, Songchen did something wrong, I hope Mr. He will forgive me." Taoist Master Songchen has also been open to see now. Since meeting with his senior brother, he has been open to see a lot of things. The martial arts realm that has been stopped for many years has also improved, so he admitted his mistake openly.

Having said this, the majority of the breath in his heart also left. The three of them smiled at each other, "Mr. He, as the master of Xiaotian, I will work with Mr. He tomorrow morning. I think Mr. He is about to enter the level of a master. After this incident, there will be great hope for practicing for a while." Master Song Ming's words are not in vain. Master Song Ming is not so easy to advance. One level of realm and one level of heaven, that requires diligence and hard practice, and at the same time, you must retain your own martial arts spirit. Otherwise, it is impossible for you to become a master.

"Mr. He, let's work together tomorrow. Senior brother has a high level and can take care of us from the side. We can let go and stand, which is good for us." Taoist Master Songchen also said next to him, and he also had the intention of fulfilling Uncle He. If he let go, he would resolve his knots and see his shortcomings. Practicing hard for a period of time can maximize the effect.

Bo He smiled heartily, "Thank you for your accomplishment. Have a good rest today. I will take you to see the books collected by the young master tomorrow. No one has read this batch of books yet. The young master kept them specifically for you." Bo He didn't care. He had read the books inside, but he couldn't understand them at all. People who have a deep understanding of Taoist culture can't read them at all.

The three of them were drinking tea and having a happy conversation. They were very impressed by each other's experiences, especially Taoist Song Ming, who was absolutely admirable. Bo He respected it very much. At that time, the people who could make this determination were elites, and many of them were direct disciples like Taoist Xiang Song Ming, but the mountains and rivers were broken and foreign invaders invaded. They resolutely rushed to the battlefield regardless of their own safety, with the determination to die. Such people are worthy of admiration for everyone.

Early in the morning, Huang Dajun and Fang Zhandou and others got up early. Uncle He fought with the two Taoist priests. How could he miss this opportunity? They are all martial arts practitioners. It is not common for masters to compete in martial arts, and meeting them is also beneficial for them.

After washing up, the two Taoist priests were still wearing black Taoist robes and cloth shoes on their feet. He Bo also wore casual clothes and cloth shoes. He was clean and neat. The main reason was that his spirit was different today. Everyone could see this. Huang Dajun and the others had fought with He Bo, but they were all defeated. We should study hard today.

The location was in the garden. Master He and Taoist Songchen came to the center. Master Songchen tied his robe to his waist and moved up and down. He Bo from the opposite side was also there. He was moving back and forth, and the two of them stood opposite each other.

"Songchen, the disciple of Wudang, please give me advice." Taoist Master Songchen had a solemn expression. At this time, he was a disciple of Wudang, so his opponent would not show mercy, otherwise he would be disrespectful to the master.

"He Zhengsheng, please give me advice from the Yang Tai Chi sect." He Bo also held his fists and saluted. Today he represented Yang Tai Chi. Although he knew that he was not an opponent of Taoist Songchen, his energy and spirit were adjusted to the peak. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

After the salute, the two of them took two steps back, opened the distance, looked at each other without turning, and adjusted their state according to their respective breathing methods, staring at each other with their eyes tightly.

With a "bang", He Bo moved first, and brought up a small piece of soil. He stepped out with force. He rushed forward and directly whipped it with a single whip. With the sound of wind, it can be seen that the force of this move is quite strong.

Taoist Master Songchen is also an arrogant person in his heart. Wudangcai talked about the ancestral courtyard of Tai Chi, so he also used Tai Chi. He directly picked up the bird's tail and met it. The arms of the two people met together, and then the two people fought together.

Although Taoist Master Songchen is at the level of a master, Uncle He is much younger and more energetic than Taoist Master Songchen. Therefore, there is no such thing as Taoist Master Songchen's benefit. It is obvious that it is so powerful. There are small fruit trees here. The fruit trees are relatively strong, but they are all as thick as bowls. But in the eyes of the two people in front of him, it was like paper. Uncle He slapped it with a palm and broke it directly, kicking the broken branch at the other side, with a certain sound of wind.

Taoist Master Songchen skipped over and took the Bagua step under his feet. A slanted god passed by, and he grabbed it with one foot. Uncle He hid and took a few steps back. He swept his legs over. As the whistling wind passed, there was a clear scratch on the ground. Taoist Master Songchen jumped over directly, and a white crane shone his wings and slapped him with a palm. Uncle He turned over and went to the side. Taoist Master Songchen slapped the tree directly on the side. With a "click", he interrupted it in the waist. The trees are resilient, easy to bend, and difficult to break, but today it is completely out of common sense.

As the two of them fought, they came to the cement floor beside them. The garden could not be beaten anymore. More than a dozen fruit trees were broken halfway, and the ground was also bumpy. Some people stomped their foots, and there were also traces of marks. They could not see the appearance of the garden at all.
Chapter completed!