"Hurry up, people from various sects are coming, let's go down the mountain to greet..."
After receiving the call, people from various sects arrived at Wuliang Mountain quickly, so Wei Ping, Zeng Yongchang and others organized the young disciples to start going down the mountain. Even Sima Boyong personally went out and took Sima Wentang, Zhu Yangyu and the others down the mountain.
The gates of Wuliang Mountain are waiting for people from various sects.
"Junior Brother Wan, you are here."
In the small square in the backyard, Wan Yunting and Kang Nolan were really bored in the small yard. Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn't snowing, they went out for a walk, and then went to the mountain to see if they could catch a wild rabbit to roast tonight.
Eat.
"People from various sects will be here soon, should we go and see the excitement?"
Li Zihang came over and shouted.
Wan Yunting turned to Connolan and said, "Are you going?"
"Um."
Connolan remained lukewarm and nodded with a nonchalant expression.
"Walk."
Li Zihang was happy to see them going, so he took them down the mountain and followed Sima Boyong and his group.
It has stopped snowing in the afternoon, and the sun has come out, and the temperature has risen a few degrees. On the steps going down the mountain, disciples take turns sweeping the snow every day, especially today when we have to welcome representatives from various sects going up the mountain, so the snow on the steps is
It was swept clean.
In front of the gate of Wuliang Mountain, Sima Boyong was wearing a black Taoist robe, but he did not have any celestial spirit at all. Instead, his sharp little eyes gave people a feeling of being cunning, cunning, and sinister.
.
He took Junior Brother Wuweizi, his son Sima Wentang, Wei Ping, Zhu Yangyu and other young disciples to stand under the gate of Wuliang Mountain, looking at several buses slowly approaching in the distance.
This time, the sect’s representative disciples showed up to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony at Wuliang Taoist Temple.
Although only twelve sects came to participate this time, the number of people was not very large. Each sect only sent an elder, or the leader personally brought a dozen disciples.
"They're here..."
Li Zihang, Wan Yunting and Kang Nolan also rushed down, and just in time to see the buses slowly stopping, Sima Boyong, Wu Weizi and their disciples hurried forward to greet them.
"Master Huikong, thank you for your hard work..."
What got off the first bus was an old monk wearing monk's robes and cassocks. He was Master Huikong of the Shaolin School. Although the head of the Shaolin School did not come in person, Master Huikong was also from the Shaolin School.
An eminent monk with high prestige and attained enlightenment brought over the younger generation of Shaolin Temple disciples.
When Master Huikong saw that he didn't recognize Sima Boyong who came up to him, he clasped his hands together and saluted: "Taoist Wuwei, we meet again."
Wuweizi also saluted and said with a smile: "Master Huikong, it has been three years since we had a sword debate in Huashan Mountain."
"Yes."
Master Huikong nodded.
Then the representatives of the Qingcheng faction also got out of the car, and the leader personally led the team over. Wuweizi also immediately saluted: "Brother Liu Bing, you are welcome and safe."
"Haha, Brother Wuwei is so good."
Liu Bing's half-white hair was piled up on top of his head and fixed with a jade hairpin. His face was red and he held his hands to Wuweizi with a hearty smile. When he saw Sima Boyong, he also smiled and said: "Brother Boyong is here too."
Sima Boyong also clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Our Wuliang Taoist Temple has held an ancestor worship ceremony only ten years ago. How can I not be here?"
Liu Bing nodded with a smile, and then the representatives of the Emei faction also got out of the car. The leader was an old woman in a robe, named Yunbai. Wuweizi and Sima Boyong also immediately went up to greet them: "Master Yunbai
It’s so, so hard.”
Master Yunbai gave people a very serious feeling. She only brought six disciples this time, four of whom were female disciples and two of whom were male.
This Emei sect is not just like what is shown in martial arts TV shows, with only female disciples. In fact, there are still male disciples.
Among the four female disciples brought by Master Yunbai this time, one was tall and very beautiful, wearing a white ancient Taoist robe. She could be described as as beautiful as a fairy, capable of conquering a country or a city.
With her every move, glance and smile, she is as cold as ice when she is serious, and like a fairy when she smiles. She seems to be the heroine from a martial arts novel, astonishing everyone present.
"Wow, she is really Senior Sister Zhou of the Emei Sect..."
"She is so beautiful..."
It immediately attracted the young disciples from other sects around, all pointing at Senior Sister Zhou from the Emei Sect, and talking about her in whispers...
Even Wan Yunting, who was watching the excitement on the back steps of the gate, was attracted by this female disciple of the Emei Sect and couldn't help but take a second look.
"Brother Shi, thank you for your hard work."
Then Wuweizi and Sima Boyong met Shi Yizhen, the leader of the Huashan Sect, and the dozen young disciples he brought with him.
"Brother Wuwei, Brother Boyong is too polite."
Shi Yizhen is wearing a khaki robe. Although he is over eighty years old, his face is still rosy, giving people the impression of being in his fifties or sixties. This is the phenomenon of martial arts practitioners strengthening their bodies.
Then came Lu Chenzi, the head of the Kongtong Sect, a middle-aged man over fifty. He also got out of the car with more than a dozen disciples and saluted Sima Boyong and Wuweizi with clasped fists: "Brother Wuwei"
,Brother Boyong, we haven’t seen you for a long time.”
"yes."
Wu Weizi and Sima Boyong also clasped their fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Master Lu should be regarded as our junior."
Lu Chenzi nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Wuwei, just call me junior brother."
"good."
Sima Boyong and the others nodded, and then saw representatives of the Kunlun Sect getting out of the car. They were led by one of their elders, an old man named Zhang Qing, who came with more than a dozen young disciples. Sima Boyong and Wuweizi
They all went up and clasped their fists and shouted: "Uncle Zhang, I didn't expect you to come here in person."
Zhang Qing looked like an immortal, nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the head wanted to come in person, but there was something important in the sect, so he sent me here."
"It's an honor for our Wuliang Taoist Temple to be able to come here in person, Master Zhang."
Sima Boyong smiled.
Then Li Feiyu, the leader of the Xingyi Sect, also came with more than a dozen disciples...
Tan Song, the master of Taishan Sect, also came with eight disciples...
Meng Zixiang, the master of Tai Chi Sect, also came with more than ten disciples...
Ma Boren, the deputy sect leader of Tanzu Sect, also came with six disciples...
Hu Yidao, the master of the Dadao Sect, also came with nine disciples. The same characteristic among them is that they hold a big knife in their hands, which is very eye-catching...
Hou Feiying, the master of the Eagle Claw Sect, is a middle-aged man. When you see him clasping his fists, you can clearly see that the calluses on his hands are very thick. These are the calluses left by practicing Eagle Claw Kung Fu. He also has seven disciples
come over.
"Dear heads, fellow sect masters, and elders, thank you for traveling thousands of miles to attend our ancestor worship ceremony at Wuliang Taoist Temple. You all have worked hard along the way."
Wuweizi clasped his fists and said to the heads and sect leaders of the various sects present, as well as the elders and masters. Then he pointed to Sima Boyong beside him and introduced him: "I guess some of you don't know him yet. He is the master of our temple."
Junior brother Sima Boyong is also my senior brother Wuweizi, and he is responsible for handling this ancestor worship ceremony."
Sima Boyong stood up, also clasped his fists and saluted everyone present, and said with a smile: "Everyone, if there is any lack of hospitality, I hope you will forgive me."
"Brother Boyong, what are you talking about? How honored we are to be able to attend your Taoist temple's ancestor worship ceremony."
Hu Yidao from Dadaomen smiled in return to Sima Boyong.
Li Feiyu, the sect leader of the Xingyi Sect, and Ma Boren, the deputy sect leader of the Tanzu Sect, nodded in agreement, while Tan Song, the sect leader of the Taishan Sect, smiled and said, "We were invited by Chairman Boyong to attend."
"President?"
Some people were confused, and Tan Song said with a smile: "Don't you know it yet? Brother Boyong is the founder of our Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and his medical skills are definitely like this."
"Well, I know this..."
Liu Bing and other leaders smiled and nodded. They were very familiar with Sima Boyong's famous name in the Chinese medicine community.
"Everyone is joking, I am just a medical practitioner, I have nothing to praise."
Sima Boyong smiled modestly.
"Brother Boyong, you are disgusted."
Liu Bing smiled and said: "Except for medicine, no one can match you. This is also true for martial arts."
"yes…"
Immediately everyone nodded in agreement, especially those from Tan Zumen and Yingzhao Sect. They knew Sima Boyong's ability in the capital, so they tried their best to compliment him and be able to make good friends with Sima Boyong.
"Thank you so much..."
Sima Boyong clasped his fists and smiled, and then said: "Everyone, please come up the mountain with us."
"Okay, please..."
After everyone was polite to each other, the sect leaders, sect masters, and elders went up the mountain side by side with Sima Boyong and Wu Weizi. The young disciples followed behind, some carrying large and small bags. After all, they had to go there.
Wuliangdao will stay for two or three days, so everyone brings their luggage.
"Zihang, why are you here?"
Wei Ping saw that Li Zihang, Wan Yunting and Kang Nolan were also there, so he said: "Don't be stunned, come down quickly and help the brothers, sisters, and sisters from various sects get things."
Sima Boyong, who walked to the front, glanced at Wan Yunting with his small eyes, and continued to lead Master Huikong and others up the mountain. However, the heads of various sects thought that Wan Yunting was just an ordinary disciple of Wuliang Taoist Temple...
"Sister, that person looks so familiar!"
The four female disciples of the Emei Sect followed Master Yunbai, and a junior sister who followed Zhou Ruoxi, the all-powerful female disciple who was wearing an ancient style dress and a white cloak, pointed at Wei Ping and called her
Wan Yunting, who came down to help get things, thought he looked familiar!
Zhou Ruoxi glanced at Wan Yunting with her quiet autumn eyes, shook her head and smiled slightly: "I don't know him, he must be an outer disciple of Wuliang Taoist Temple."
"No, I think I saw him on Douyin."
Zhou Ruoxi's junior sister called Jiang Tingxia and shook her head, but she was confused, "I just forgot his name, he seems to be quite famous."
Zhou Ruoxi smiled slightly, giving people a fresh and refined feeling like a pure lotus. She didn't pay much attention to the news outside and said, "Okay, give me uncle's suitcase."
"oh."
As Jiang Tingxia handed Master Yunbai's suitcase to her, Wan Yunting, who came down at this moment, came over directly, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Let me get it for you."
Zhou Ruoxi and Jiang Tingxia's pretty faces were startled, and they looked directly at Wan Yunting. He smiled politely, took the suitcase from Jiang Tingxia's hand for Zhou Ruoxi, and said with a smile: "Let's go.
"
Zhou Ruoxi and Jiang Tingxia reacted immediately, nodded and continued walking up the steps...
Wan Yunting directly carried the suitcase, Kang Nolan followed him silently, Li Zihang was also asked by his senior brother Wei Ping to help carry the things, and followed the disciples of various sects up the mountain and back to the mountain gate...