On the second day of the coronation ceremony.
The guards at the gate did not pay much attention to a young Taoist carrying a peach wood sword entering the city. The Taoist priests of Mount Longhu often came to the capital to draw talismans and set up rituals. The people of the capital had seen many nobles with the same surname as the Emperor. The only person at the gate who was impressed was this simple Taoist priest. He was not from Mount Longhu, the ancestral court of Taoism, nor was he a disciple of a Zhenren from a blessed place. He came from Mount Wudang, which had not been famous for hundreds of years. The Taoist priests in the world were under the control of Zhao Danxia, who was in charge of all Taoist affairs. Only Mount Wudang was an exception. After the guards at the gate let him in, they could not help but take a few more glances. They did not find out why the Zhenren did not show his face. They just thought that he was an ordinary Taoist priest who could not stand the strict rules of Mount Wudang and came to the capital to take a shortcut. After the Taoist priest entered the city, he asked for the location of the Mawei Post House and walked there. He accidentally took a long detour and walked for almost two hours before he saw the Dragon Claw Locust Tree outside the Post House. He reported his identity to the guard at the gate. Li Yufu of Mount Wudang wanted to see the Crown Prince of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian. The guard did not dare to delay and reported to the backyard in confusion. Li Yufu who walked from Mount Wudang to the capital did not have the demeanor of a Taoist priest. He sat on the steps outside the Post House and rested for a while. He gently breathed according to the heart sutras of Mount Yuzhu. The old scholar Liu Wenbao glanced at him and ignored him. Hsu Fengnian was building the eighth snowman with Miss Li Zi in the backyard. When he heard Tong Ziliang's report, he frowned and walked to the door. Li Yufu stood up and bowed, looking a little reserved. Hsu Fengnian's brows relaxed and smiled, "Headmaster Li, I am not worthy of your courtesy."
Wudang Mountain's Li Yufu was the next Wudang Sect Leader after Wang Zhonglou who had cultivated the Great Yellow Court and Hong Xixiang who was the reincarnation of Ancestor Lu.
However, Li Yufu seemed to be even more nervous than Hsu Fengnian. She did not even bother to exchange pleasantries. Instead, she blushed a little. She did not look like the Great Spiritual Master of Wudang Sect, but more like a little girl who saw a handsome man. This made Hsu Fengnian feel confused and confused. The few times he went up the mountain, other than the young Martial Granduncle who rode the bull and some naughty little Taoist children, he only saw the good-tempered Wang Zhonglou and Wang Xiaoping who demonstrated her strength with her sword. He had never even seen Li Yufu, so there were no grudges between them. It was said that Hong Xixiang had high hopes for this person, so why was he so shy? Hsu Fengnian suppressed his curiosity and led Li Yufu to the backyard. He was not happy at first because he was afraid of the worst result. He was worried that Li Yufu would represent Wudang Mountain to come to the capital to meet the Emperor and recruit the Zhao Family's Emperor. Beiliang's internal affairs had been poached by the imperial court. If Wudang Mountain was added, it would really make people want to break the pot. Moreover, Hsu Fengnian had a very special emotional attachment to Wudang Mountain. His elder sister Xu Zhihu had met the cow-riding coward there. He had also practiced his blade there and received a great favor from Sect Leader Wang. There was also a vegetable garden that might have been barren and the Great Geng Horn Killing Note that was destined to disappear without a trace. If Wudang Mountain betrayed Beiliang, even if Beiliang could tolerate it, Hsu Fengnian could not.
Hsu Fengnian entered the yard and smiled at the little girl who was lighting the snowman with charcoal. "Lizi, bring a stool for the new Sect Leader of Wudang Mountain."
The little girl quickly wiped the charcoal stains on the snowman and went to the house to bring out a stool. Li Yufu was still reserved and shy. "Your Highness, I can just stand and talk."
Hsu Fengnian looked at him seriously and took the lead to sit on the rattan chair placed under the eaves outside the house. He joked. "Why are you not at all like Hong Xixiang? That guy's face is a few hundred times thicker than yours."
Li Yufu hesitated for a moment and finally plucked up the courage to sit on the stool. He sat upright and looked straight ahead. There were two rattan chairs and one stool. Hsu Fengnian was in the middle. Xuanyuan Qingfeng was lying on the chair on his left. He had no breath and looked like a living dead.
Xu Fengnian was not in a hurry to ask about the secret. After lying down, he only smiled softly and said, "Your Youngest Martial Uncle and I are old friends. One is willing to give and the other is willing to receive. He still owes me a lot of forbidden books. He always lies to me that your Eldest Martial Uncle Chen Yao has confiscated all of them, like a clay ox in the sea. I don't want to lower myself to his level. I don't know why I get angry every time I see him. I can't control my hands and feet. He also likes to shout that he can't hit people in the face and kick people in the balls. I don't know where he heard this Jianghu saying. "
Li Yufu secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead. In the middle of winter, the young Taoist priest was surrounded by mist. It was a mysterious scene like an overseas fairy mountain. Even Lizi, who was experienced and knowledgeable, was stunned. She could not help but take a few more glances.
Hsu Fengnian shook the rattan chair and closed his eyes. "The old headmaster is really a good person. I've seen some old Taoist priests in my life, but the only one who really looks like an immortal is Headmaster Wang."
The warm atmosphere was dispelled by Xuanyuan Qingfeng's cold snort. Li Yufu, who was already on tenterhooks, was so scared that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Cultivation was like entering a gold mine. How much gold one could pick up depended on one's talent, root structure, and Lucky Chance. Li Yufu's talent was chosen by his master, Yu Xingrui. That was why he was brought from the East Sea to Mount Wudang by Yu Xingrui, who was known as the top internal force cultivator on Jade Pillar Peak. After he came up the mountain, he was favored by all the martial uncles. As for his Lucky Chance, even Chen Zhao, Song Zhiming, and the others did not dare to guess. Only one person left a prophecy: Wudang will prosper because of Yufu.
In fact, Li Yufu was not timid. But the person he admired and respected most in his life was his Youngest Uncle, who used to be an immortal riding a crane and cutting fate with a sword. He admired him from the bottom of his heart. After he came up the mountain, everyone talked about how his Youngest Uncle and the Heir of Beiliang were opposite in fate. Several of his martial uncles also said that his Youngest Uncle was indeed beaten in the capital and was infinitely afraid of the Heir of Beiliang. His Youngest Uncle's cultivation was as high as the Ninth Heaven. How could Li Yufu, who had been chasing after his Youngest Uncle for all his life, not be afraid of him?
Hsu Fengnian turned his head and glared at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was annoyed because he was disturbed from absorbing fate. Li Yufu did not dare to turn his head to look at the woman in purple. He only dared to lament in his heart that the women at the foot of the mountain were all tigers. His Youngest Uncle was right.
Hsu Fengnian asked with a smile, "I heard that Beimang's Sword Qi went to Mount Wudang and asked for Ancestor Lu's Flying Sword Technique. He asked your Mount Wudang to answer the sword on behalf of Ancestor Lu. He fought his way to the top of Big Lotus Peak, but was forced back to the foot of the mountain by you."
Li Yufu said in a low voice, "I lost my head in anger and acted on impulse. In fact, my swordsmanship is not as good as that Sword Qi's."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "I guess your swordsmanship is not as good as Huang Qing's. But the level of Sword Principle is related to swordsmanship, but not absolutely. Huang Qing asked for swordsmanship and Sword Principle, so it's not surprising that you lost. It's like a woman with a good-looking face. She can be more beautiful, but how beautiful she is depends on the most important thing, her temperament. "
Li Yufu thought about it carefully and said sincerely, "Your Highness is right. I've learned a lot."
Hsu Fengnian said jokingly, "Do you really think I'm some kind of Daoist master? You're so smart. Even if I fart out of boredom, you'll be able to figure out something. Li Yufu, don't be so suspicious. The reason why I dared to beat Hong Xixiang back then was not because my cultivation was higher than his, but because he was narrow-minded. "
Li Yufu said seriously, "Your Highness is well-mannered."
Hsu Fengnian held his belly and laughed, "Oh you, when you flatter someone, you're just like a bull rider. You're so sincere. No wonder you're from the same origin."
Li Yufu's face turned slightly red.
Hsu Fengnian asked, "You walked to the capital on two legs?"
Li Yufu nodded and said, "I went to the Earth Lung Mountain in the middle."
Hsu Fengnian said playfully, "My second sister once took a few bags of dragon sand from the Earth Lung Mountain. She said that an evil dragon appeared in the first blessed land of Daoism. Did you go to slay the evil dragon?"
Li Yufu smiled and did not deny or admit it.
Hsu Fengnian was shocked. He glanced at the peach wood sword on the back of the new chief of Wudang.
Li Yufu scratched his head, "I did see the evil dragon, but I didn't kill it. I was hindered by someone."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said slowly, "For yesterday's ceremony, Tai An City specially worshipped Zhenwu Great Emperor behind the three main halls of the central axis. The statue was huge, like a small mountain. There was no other god worshipped in the capital. The Son of Heaven wrote the words' Controlling the Central Axis' on the plaque to raise the status of Wudang Mountain in Daoism. You and I both know about this. "
Li Yufu took a deep breath and said frankly, "Wudang Mountain had no objection to the imperial court's statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor in Tai An City. But according to the teachings of Ancestor Lu, the Taoists on the mountain were not allowed to enter the capital to seek power. But for some reason, after the statue was carved, it swayed without wind. So I followed my master's order to enter the capital to investigate. On my way to the east, I sensed that it had something to do with the Earth Lung Mountain. So I went to the blessed land and found the evil dragon hibernating there."
Speaking of this, Li Yufu stood up and said in a low voice, "I'm willing to cultivate for the sake of the common people."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and looked at the sky.
Such a young immortal.
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