The young Taoist priest arranged his robes and said goodbye to the brothers in front of the mountain gate: "I will be here for a few months or a year at most. Master has not left seclusion, and the sect needs to rely on him for everything."
Everyone."
"Senior Brother Qiyun, please rest assured." All the brothers bowed their heads and saluted.
"Thank you, everyone," Taoist Master Qiyun returned the gift: "One more thing, Emei sent a letter the day before yesterday, mentioning the exchange of martial arts. Junior Brother Shangyang and I are not in the door. I need you to pay more attention to this matter. Please remember it.
, Emei and Wudang are both from the same lineage of Taoism, and they have always been close, and must not be neglected..."
"Okay, okay, senior brother, your mother-in-law is so annoying," Shang Yang said with an impatient expression: "This is not the first day for them to work on the affairs of the sect. If you keep talking nonsense, we will all be gone when the sun goes down.
If you can’t leave, then you might as well leave tomorrow.”
All the brothers laughed when they heard this, and Qi Yun also smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Junior brother, don't be ridiculous, we will set off now."
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The world is divided into good and evil, and there are two major sects of Buddhism and Taoism in the right path. Qiyun and Shangyang are both disciples of the Wudang sect under the Taoist lineage. These two have outstanding martial arts at a young age, and together with the other five brothers
They are also known as the Seven Sons of Wudang and are respected by people in the world.
Wudang is a lineage of Taoism, but unlike Qingcheng Kunlun and other sects that advocate transcendental practice, they emphasize internal compliance with Taoism and external contact with the world. They are a sect that advocates actively joining the world. Each generation of Wudang disciples will travel down the mountain at the appropriate time.
Although the world today is not stable, the emperor in the court is getting old, all the princes are eyeing the throne, and the capital has become a whirlpool, causing the whole world to change, but since ancient times, the temples and the rivers and lakes have been clearly distinguished, and Qiyun and others are the rivers and lakes.
The knights are Taoist disciples, so no matter how big the storm in the court is, they can't be shaken.
The two of them went down the mountain, first to Suzhou. Shang Yang had been practicing in the mountains for a long time. Even if he occasionally went down the mountain, he would go to other sects to exchange martial arts. It was rare for him to be so comfortable. He was very interested in the rumored scenery of Jiangnan.
So he encouraged Qiyun to go to the south of the Yangtze River.
Traveling around rivers and lakes is a natural thing, and Qiyun is natural. When the two of them arrived in Suzhou, they saw the picturesque Yangcheng Lake and tasted the famous lake delicacies. Their appetites were satisfied, and Shang Yang was extremely useful.
He even sang a little tune.
Although Qi Yun felt that it was inappropriate for the other party to indulge himself too much, he thought that it would be inappropriate to remain as restrained as he was practicing on the mountain since it was so rare to go down the mountain, so he put down his intention of admonishing him and asked instead: "This
The tune seems familiar, where did Junior Brother learn it from?"
"Well, it's over there. A little beggar playing Allegro just sang...Hey, why are there so many people suddenly?"
Shang Yang originally wanted to show Qi Yun where the little beggar was, but he found that the place he pointed to was already crowded with people, and the little beggar was pushed into a corner by the tide of people.
"It seems like something happened, senior brother, let's go take a look." Shangyang was very interested. He was very interested in everything that happened down the mountain.
Qiyun paused for a moment, then said: "Why don't you wait and see first, and then ask people about it later."
"Senior brother, you are too cautious." Shangyang turned around and glanced at Qiyun in surprise, then left him alone and walked closer to the crowd.
"Senior brother, if you don't want to see it, then I'll go there myself." After leaving a sentence, Shangyang plunged into the crowd without looking back.
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook his head. He was not overly cautious, nor did he deliberately want to spoil the fun, but just out of a sense of responsibility in his heart. After all, he was not traveling alone, and he also had such a junior brother with him. Shang Yang was not a quiet person.
If he always lets things go, things may go wrong easily.
"Brother, please..." Shangyang squeezed into the crowd and came to the front. He saw three people, two men and one woman, who seemed to be arguing about something.
Among them, one of the young masters was dressed in brocade and jade robes. Apart from anything else, his aura of wealth and nobility alone made it difficult to tell that he did not come from an ordinary family. The other one was actually a disciple of the same Taoist family as them, and he was dressed in simple clothes.
He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a long sword hanging on his back. The Taoist was about the same age as their brothers, but he was extremely handsome. At first glance, he was actually three points more "soft" than the woman.
When Shangyang saw that man, he felt goosebumps all over his body. The basic martial arts he practiced was Shenxiao Sword Technique. This is a sword technique that abandons the combination of yin and yang and focuses purely on the ultimate masculine power. Sword technique can save people.
, Shangyang himself is also masculine, so he is not interested in such feminine men.
But fortunately, that Taoist was just too gorgeous in appearance, but in fact he spoke with a strong voice, especially when he was swearing, he was merciless, and there were so many tricks that Yoko was stunned for a moment.
And the last woman was even more special. She was wearing a big silver crown on her head, a five-color double-breasted dress, and a pleated skirt that reached her waist. Her clear and bright eyes were full of agility, like a lark in flight.
It has a somewhat infinite and elegant charm, and at the same time it is like warm and bright sunshine shining on his body, soft and soothing...
Shangyang looked a little fascinated. The other party seemed to notice his gaze and smiled. Shangyang immediately blushed and lowered his head unnaturally: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate..."
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"My fair lady, it's only human nature for a gentleman to be jealous. Junior brother, you don't have to be like this." Qi Yun, who came to Shangyang's side at some unknown time, said calmly.
The woman seemed to have heard it. She covered her mouth and smiled. Shangyang's face turned redder. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, please shut up!"
The woman over there was twice attracted by Shangyang's attention, which made the Taoist very unhappy: "Girl, please answer Pindao's question. What method did you use to deceive this young master?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This Taoist was so aggressive that it made the young man unhappy. He pointed at the Taoist and cursed: "Hey, you stinky Taoist! Are you in charge of my affairs?"
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After saying that, he put on his pug-like smile to please the woman and said flatteringly to the woman: "Xiangu has great magical powers. Please cast some more spells on me. I still have a few words to say to my late father.
Please Fairy Lady, for the sake of my pure filial piety, please do this for convenience!"
The young man said good things and bowed prostrately, even kneeling down and kowtowing. This behavior caused a lot of discussion among the surrounding people. The woman seemed helpless and finally relaxed.
"Okay, okay, I will be merciful and ask you to see your father again. However, my magic is very energy-consuming, and I have to take a good rest afterwards. But I first came to the Central Plains and I don't have much money...
...." The woman had something to say.
"Don't worry, Fairy!" The young master hurriedly took out a few banknotes. The large number of them made the people around him exclaim in surprise. He smiled and said: "Xiangu, please keep it."
"Isn't this good..." The woman seemed very hesitant.
"Fairy aunt, please don't refuse. Please consider it as fulfilling my filial piety!" the young master said quickly.
"Oh well."
The woman finally accepted the bill, then she reached out and took a handful from her pocket, and then like a magic trick, she sprinkled a piece of golden powder on the top of the young man's head. The young man had an expression of enjoyment on his face.
, when all the crystal powder fell on him, after a while, his eyes gradually lost focus, but his spirit became more and more excited.
At this moment, the expressions of Qiyun and Shangyang, who were originally watching the show, changed. This was not an ordinary trick used by quacks and magicians. There was something wrong with the young master's appearance.
In the surprised eyes of the people, the young master opened his arms and hugged the empty place in front of him, and then shouted excitedly: "Dad, I'm coming!"
Immediately, the young man's expression became ferocious. He punched the air violently and cursed angrily: "You old fool! Tell me where the rest of the money is hidden! You are obviously thirteen."
Three shops! Why are there five missing in my hands? Did they go to that little bastard?"
The more he scolded the young man, the more unpleasant he became. Everyone recognized that his father had died not long ago. He cried sincerely at the funeral. Everyone said that he was a filial son. Who knew that he had such a hidden secret in private? He is really a bad person.
Appearance.
The woman looked at the young man's ugliness with great interest, smiled, and then turned around and left, leaving the young man alone in the air yelling and begging for mercy, which was even funnier than the clown on the stage.
Can make people happy.
When the Taoist saw that the woman actually left like that, he was furious: "Don't leave, you witch!"
Then they chased after him. Qiyun and Shangyang looked at each other with solemn expressions. Qiyun said: "Looking at her service, that woman seems to be a Miao person. But what kind of method did she use just now? She was able to seduce someone for a moment."
It was like going crazy for a while.”
Shangyang frowned: "I've never heard of it before. Could it be the Miao people's voodoo technique?"
"No matter what, we can't let that woman act so wantonly. I'm worried that the comrade just now is in danger." Qi Yun said in a deep voice.
"What are you talking about, senior brother, let's go help quickly!" Shang Yang hurriedly chased after the other party in the direction where he disappeared.
"Junior brother, don't worry...sigh." Qiyun didn't stop anyone, he also hurriedly followed up, using Qinggong to keep up.
The two chased them along the street to the outside of the city. Shangyang looked closely and saw the two people in the pavilion beside the official road. He immediately took off the sword on his back, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other.
Always ready to unsheath.
Later, Qiyun held the sword technique in his hand and was also ready to fight. However, when he saw the two people in the pavilion, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
At this moment in the pavilion, the tit-for-tat confrontation that Qiyun and Shangyang thought they had had did not happen. The Taoist had already put away his jealous expression and happily took the two silver notes from the woman's hand.
"The rumors are true. Mr. Song is so generous when he makes a move. If he comes a few more times, he can go directly to Zhujian Villa to capture the magic weapon next time. What else is there to do?" The Taoist put away the banknote and said
There is quite a bit of unfinished meaning in it.
The woman giggled: "Brother Beiming, you are greedy. This kind of thing is rare. Besides, if you do it a few times and you are easily targeted, then the gain will outweigh the loss."
"How can you make big money without courage!" Bei Ming said disapprovingly: "Miss Cang Yue is too careful."
Cang Yue stuck out her tongue: "Brother Beiming, are you really a disciple of Taoism? Why do you look and act nothing like you?"
"We who practice Taoism want to be free and at ease. If everything has to be hindered by the shackles of the world, then we will be like prisoners." Beiming shook his head and said.
Cang Yue blinked: "I don't understand...are all the sects in the Central Plains so casual?"
"That's not necessarily the case. Every family has its own Taoism." After saying that, Bei Ming asked with great interest: "What does Miss Cangyue think a Taoist disciple should be like?"
"I think..." Cang Yue squatted on the ground, holding her chin with her hands. Suddenly she saw a Taoist coming from a distance with a cold eyebrow and a sword. She immediately sat upright and clapped her hands: "Yes!
That’s how it should be!”
Shangyang stepped into the pavilion, drew his sword and pointed it at Cang Yue, shouting: "Fellow Taoist, I am here to help you!"
"Junior brother, wait a minute!"
Qiyun also arrived, and Shangyang also reacted at this time. Looking at the confused Bei Ming and the embarrassed Cang Yue, he felt that he seemed to have made a mistake. For a while, the four of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.