Wan Yunting asked Ouyang Shenhe to rest first. After all, he was old and had to fly, drive and climb mountains, so it was inevitable that he would be a little tired.
After returning to his room, he simply tidied up. Wan Yunting walked out and saw the snowy scenery of the mountain peaks. He couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a few pictures to send to Fang Yanxi, Gu Luotang and Su Ker.
The ones who responded were naturally Gu Luotang and Su Keer. Fang Yanxi is probably still busy at the moment...
"Lord Wan Guan..."
Zi Qing came out, wearing a gray thick cotton robe, her long messy hair tied with a branch, revealing her uncanny facial features, and her natural auspicious eyes, giving people a look of being indifferent to the world and letting nothing enter her eyes.
Feel.
Wan Yunting was thinking about going to the old Taoist Zhang Yansong to discuss with him about refining Ningxiang Pills. When he saw Master Ziqing and Lan Xin coming over, he went up to him and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ziqing, I won't be here during this time.
I hope you'll forgive me if I haven't taken good care of anything at home..."
"Hello!"
As a result, the next second, before Wan Yunting could finish his words, Duan Yingying jumped out of the room wearing a bright red down jacket and greeted him with a wicked smile. Wan Yunting's expression was stunned on the spot.
Suddenly he screamed: "Why are you here?"
"Hey, of course I'm here to play."
Duan Yingying went up, put her hands on Lan Xin's shoulders, and smiled playfully at Wan Yunting.
This made Wan Yunting put his hand on his forehead and showed a speechless expression, and said: "I came to Wudang Mountain for business, and I will go back to the capital in two days. Do you want to go back to the capital with me?"
"sure."
Duan Yingying pouted her little mouth, looking indifferent, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to take me to the capital, then you give me money, and when I have enough fun with the Wu-Dang Clan, I can buy my own plane ticket to go back."
"Ask for money, I owe you."
Wan Yunting rolled his eyes at her and was too lazy to talk nonsense to this girl. She was already here anyway, and I would just take you to the capital and then back to Huadu.
He turned to Zi Qing and said, "Senior Sister Zi Qing, where is your Uncle Zhang's residence?
I’ll discuss with him the issue of refining Ningxiang Pills.”
"I'll take you."
Zi Qing nodded and took Wan Yunting, Duan Yingying, and Lan Xin to the residence of his uncle Zhang Yansong...
After walking through Xiaoyao Valley, there is a building with blue tiles and red walls in front of it, but now the roof is covered with white snow, which sets off the red walls in sharp contrast, as if there is a little red in the snow-white world, which is very artistic.
"Sister Ziqing, you are back."
A female disciple of Zhang Yansong, who was wearing a gray thick cotton Taoist robe and had a delicate appearance, saluted and greeted Ziqing.
Zi Qing nodded, and Lan Xin beside him said to the uncle: "It is Lord Wan Guan who came to ask the uncle about refining medicine."
This female disciple, whose Taoist name is Yaoxin, looked at Wan Yunting who was following Zi Qing, and nodded slightly: "Please come up with me."
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile, and a group of people walked up the steps and entered the gate. Here is a courtyard. The architectural style is similar to a courtyard house, but not exactly. In the center of the courtyard is a large ceramic water tank with water in it.
It was already freezing, and a little Taoist priest was sweeping the snow in the yard with a broom. When he saw Yaoxin coming in with Ziqing and Wan Yunting, the little Taoist priest was astonished, his little face was red from the cold, and he quickly saluted: "Ziqing."
Hello, senior sister."
"Ah, Xiaochuanzi, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Lan Xin went up and rubbed the little Taoist priest named Xiaochuanzi with his hands, because he was from Sichuan, and his family used to work here, but unfortunately Xiaochuanzi's parents died in an accident, and he was adopted by the old Taoist priest Zhang Yansong.
The Wudang sect became his youngest disciple, only twelve years old.
Xiaochuanzi looked at Lanxin, dissatisfied with her face being rubbed, and said loudly: "Sister Lanxin, you have to call me Junior Uncle!"
At this time, Lanxin's expression was stunned. He straightened up and put his hands on his hips. He glared at Xiaochuanzi with his big eyes and said angrily: "You brat, you just entered the mountain gate a few years earlier than your sister. You are younger than me, so don't take advantage of me."
It’s cheap.”
Xiaochuanzi raised his head proudly and hummed: "No, the sects have to be based on seniority. I am my master's disciple, and I am your junior uncle."
"Bah, don't expect me to call you Junior Uncle. My sister won't play with you."
The furious Lan Xin glared at him fiercely and caught up with Wan Yunting and Zi Qing. They had already entered a living room and saw old Taoist Zhang Yansong sitting next to the stove, holding some medicinal herbs with Tan Zhiyuan.
While chatting, there was a copper medicine stove beside him. Wisps of white smoke floated out of the hole in the stove cover, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. There was a fire pit at the bottom of the medicine stove, and fruit wood was burning...
"Master, Senior Sister Ziqing is here."
Yaoxin came in with Ziqing and Wan Yunting and said, "Master Wan Guan said he has something to do with you."
"Ziqing, Lord Wan Guan, you are here, please take a seat."
Zhang Yansong turned to look at them, smiled and asked them to sit on the chair next to him. Tan Zhiyuan also smiled and nodded to Wan Yunting and continued to sort out the medicinal materials in his hands. Wan Yunting nodded and looked at their feet.
I opened a row of medicinal materials, and among them I saw the dried Ningxiang flower. I couldn't help but pick it up and look at it, and asked: "Daozhang Zhang, is this the Ningxiang flower?"
"Um."
Zhang Yansong nodded and said with a smile: "This Ningxiang flower is only found in the Shennongjia Mountains here. Alas, the ecological environment is seriously damaged now. A few decades ago, the Ningxiang flowers were everywhere in the Shennongjia Mountains. Now they are
There are fewer and fewer of them. These few Ningxiang flowers were accidentally discovered by me when I took Zhiyuan and others to collect other medicinal materials in the mountains last year, and I picked them back and preserved them until now."
Wan Yunting nodded and said with a smile: "It seems like this is God's will."
"yes."
Tan Zhiyuan smiled and said: "I hope this Ningxiang Pill you mentioned, Wan Guanzhu, can cure your sister Ouyang Fanmeng's smelly fish disease."
Wan Yunting put down the Ningxiang flower in his hand, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yansong, saying: "Daozhang Zhang, this is the medicinal formula and method for refining Ningxiang pills. Please see if there are any problems."
.”
Zhang Yansong was startled. He took the paper and opened it. It was Wan Yunting's handwritten formula and the method of refining Ningxiang Pills. His eyes lit up and he said: "Wan Guanzhu, I'm very curious. What is your formula for this?"
Where did it come from? The method for refining Ningxiang Pills is very detailed. If you follow the above refining methods, there won’t be much of a problem.”
Wan Yunting felt relieved when he heard that the problem was not serious, but naturally he would not tell Zhang Yansong and the others that he got it from the valley of Kunlun Mountain and from the book on refining the elixir left by senior Kang Guangling.
The recipe was passed down to me by my master!”
Zhang Yansong looked at him and said, "Is this the ghost-hand doctor who was said to be able to steal people from the King of Hell?"
"Um."
Wan Yunting nodded and said with a smile: "As for where my master got it from, I don't know. As long as there is nothing wrong with the refining method."
Zhang Yansong nodded and said with a smile: "Let me study it all night, and we will try to practice tomorrow. Then you can come and watch."
"good."
Wan Yunting was happy, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you, Taoist Zhang."
"No need to say thank you."
Zhang Yansong waved his hand, took the formula he gave and said with a smile: "If I want to say thank you, I would also like to thank you for giving me this recipe for refining Ningxiang Pills. Otherwise, I really don't know how to refine this Ningxiang Pill..."
Wan Yunting and Zi Qing stayed with Zhang Yansong for a while before leaving, so they wandered around for a while. Soon it got dark, and the group returned to the hostel where they lived. Senior brother Xianyun had already made arrangements
Give them dinner.
Zi Qing and Lan Xin also went with their senior brothers and sisters to the large canteen where their disciples ate. However, when Wan Yunting and Duan Yingying returned to their residence, Ouyang Shenhe had already gotten up and was watching TV boredly in the living room, but the food was already placed on the dining table.
, seeing them coming back, Ouyang Shenhe stood up and said with a smile: "Xiao Wan, it's time to eat, um, who is this girl?"
Wan Yunting turned to look at Duan Yingying who had followed him, and introduced him: "Grandpa, this is Duan Yingying, the daughter of Duan Guanzhu of our Wuliang Taoist Temple. She was in Huadu City some time ago. Today she and Senior Sister Ziqing came to Wudang Mountain to play. I will
Bring her over for dinner."
"Oh, that's it, then sit down and eat quickly, don't wait for the food to get cold."
Ouyang Shenhe nodded with a smile. Butler Zhang Heng set out bowls and chopsticks for them. Wan Yunting and Duan Yingying took their seats. The three of them chatted while eating, and then a topic was mentioned: "Grandpa, I heard that the old head of the Kong family
Also in the Wu-Tang Clan?"
Ouyang Shenhe nodded and said with a smile: "You are looking for Lao Kong because of what happened to your master back then?"
Wan Yunting put down his chopsticks and said, "I want to pay him a visit and learn about some details about that year."
Ouyang Shenhe smiled and said: "That's it, I will take you to visit him when I have time tomorrow. I also want to visit him when I come here this time."
"good."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded. He picked up the chopsticks and put the vegetables in Ouyang Shenhe's bowl. This made the old man very happy and he also put the vegetables for the grandson. However, it made Duan Yingying sitting next to him uncomfortable. She changed the subject and asked
: "Hey, let's go to the Jian Cliff in the back mountain of the Wudang Sect tomorrow. I heard from Lan Xin that as long as people with swordsmanship talent go to observe the sword characters on the Jian Cliff, they can get the kendo ancestor of the Wudang Sect.
The inheritance of sword spirit."
Wan Yunting turned his head and glanced at her, and said mockingly: "Then I have no chance with you. You are the only one who can't even practice Wuliang Sword Technique, let alone comprehend its sword meaning."
"Hey, who are you looking down on?"
Duan Yingying glared at these words and became displeased. She pouted her little mouth angrily and hummed: "You are the only one who is great. You are the best. Wherever you go, you can't see anything."
Wan Yunting was stunned: "At least he's better than you."
"Ha ha…"
Ouyang Shenhe watched the two of them bickering and couldn't help laughing, which put him in a good mood...