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Chapter 1883

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If one stood at the top of the Big Lotus Peak and looked down, the two mountain paths in the north and south were like two dragons lying majestically on Mount Wudang.

As a famous scenic spot on Mount Wudang, the Elephant Pool was even more crowded. Family members and visitors lingered here, forgetting to go home. There was a Jianghu man with a loud voice standing on the bluestone beside the pool, talking loudly about the various wonders and anecdotes of the Elephant Pool. He said that the Wudang senior Sword Maniac Wang Xiaoping had once secluded himself to comprehend the sword here, which led to the soul-stirring battle with Wang Xianzhi of the Martial Emperor City. He also said that the current Prince Liang had practiced his blade here for many years. Before he left the mountain, he was able to force the waterfall to reverse its flow with one strike, which was so powerful that it could reach as far as ten miles away … The young men and women who listened were all swayed. They were still inexperienced but still looked forward to the young heroes of Jianghu. Everyone was overwhelmed with emotion, as if they had personally witnessed the peerless demeanor of the young martial arts master. There was a pavilion near the Elephant Pool. Between the Elephant Pool and the pavilion, there were many stalls selling incense and candles, fortune-telling for people, and all kinds of clever items. There were even hawkers who cooked on the spot, selling Wudang sesame seed cakes, Taoist stir-fried vegetables, Calming Soup, and so on.

A young man with a bucket on his shoulder stood dumbfounded outside the dense crowd. If he wanted to carry two buckets of water, wouldn't he have to fight his way out? He could only follow a deep bluestone path back to the cottage where the mistress was temporarily missing. He put down his shoulder and bucket, took a gourd ladle and bent down to scoop up a ladle of water from the bottom of the water tank. He slowly walked to the vegetable garden and leisurely watered it. After autumn, the greenery of the vegetable garden was not as rich as in spring and summer. It looked a little lonely. He finally squatted at the edge of the vegetable garden with the gourd ladle and wandered thousands of miles. The Peach Blossom Sword Deity stood up and walked toward the hut after sensing a familiar aura. He saw Đồng Thái, who was leading the donkey, standing outside the short bamboo fence. The Peach Blossom Sword Deity didn't push the donkey away until he saw its owner. He fastened the reins and sat down on the small bamboo chair the young man brought over, his buttocks cold.

Because Hsu Fengnian was carrying Li Thi on his back, he was able to reach the summit earlier than Đồng Thái. "Have you been to Lv Zuting?" he asked with a smile.

Đồng Thái nodded. "If it wasn't for that tablet, I wouldn't have recognized it."

Hsu Fengnian asked again, "How's the calligraphy?"

Đồng Thái said indifferently, "Boring."

Hsu Fengnian said with a clear conscience, "When I left the mountain, I wasn't even in the first rank. It's normal for me to be lacking in spirit."

It turned out that the simple Lv Zuting was built seven hundred years ago. According to the records of the county, before the young Lv Zuting made Mount Wudang a place of cultivation, he climbed the mountain alone with a sword. When he was halfway up the mountain, he looked into the distance. An old man holding a walking stick appeared and asked Lv Zuting, who was not famous at the time, about the way of immortality. Lv Zuting gave him a prophecy and helped him to attain immortality. In the end, there was a poem that spread widely. It was said that it was written by Lv Zuting. "Walking alone, sitting alone, I don't know the world. Only the old locust spirit knows that the immortals have passed. " The poem was carved on an ancient tablet by the Wudang Taoists, but the writing was eroded by time. Before Hsu Fengnian went down the mountain to practice his saber, a young Martial Granduncle riding a bull was pushed out by his senior brother. He asked Hsu Fengnian for the tablet inscription that was changed to cursive.

Đồng Thái looked around, happy and content.

Hsu Fengnian joked, "There are so many martial arts masters on Mount Wudang now. Just in Nanjiang, there's the master saber master Mao Shulang, Cheng Baishuang, who's trying to become the Scholarly Sage, Ji Liu 'an, and Wei Miao and Xue Songguan in Shu and Zhao."

Đồng Thái's words were shocking. "When I was climbing the mountain just now, I saw Gu Jiantang, and then I saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng in the Lv Zuting."

Hsu Fengnian frowned. "It's not strange that I didn't notice Gu Jiantang climbing the mountain, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng was close at hand …"

Đồng Thái hit the nail on the head. "During the battle outside Great Peace City, Cao Changqing seemed to favor this woman who blocked the way. Xuanyuan Qingfeng benefited greatly from this, and now he's only a step away."

Hsu Fengnian sighed. "So that's how it is. The opportunities of this woman in charge of the Great Snow Plains can't be explained with common sense. Liu Songtao, Zhao Huangchao, Wang Xianzhi, and Cao Changqing, they either taught her everything or enlightened her. In the end, she became one of the few masters in the world. "

Đồng Thái said with a bit of sarcasm, "You missed out on the most important person, didn't you?"

Hsu Fengnian's face was immediately filled with embarrassment.

Đồng Thái suddenly asked, "Do you need me to help you block Gu Jiantang, whose intentions are unclear?"

Hsu Fengnian only felt confused. He didn't know why this aloof Peach Blossom Sword God would suddenly be so kind. After all, Wang Xianzhi had already come to a conclusion about Đồng Thái's character. The general idea was that Đồng Thái was extremely passionate about the sword, and was the most emotionless. Therefore, he was the most compatible with the Way of the Heavens. Moreover, Gu Jiantang, who was on the cusp of the Liyang imperial court, left his territory without permission and chose to travel incognito to Mount Wudang. It could be said that he had entered the hinterland of Beiliang alone. It was obvious that he wouldn't cause any trouble on Mount Wudang. Even if Hsu Fengnian wasn't at the peak of his realm, he still had a high chance of winning against Gu Jiantang, who had been hiding his strength for many years.

Just as Hsu Fengnian was puzzled, Đồng Thái coughed softly and disappeared in an instant. Hsu Fengnian subconsciously looked towards the purple bamboo fence and found that even the old donkey had disappeared.

With an ashen face, Hsu Fengnian turned his head stiffly and looked over. Sure enough, in the garden at the northeast corner of the thatched cottage, some of the greenery that had been growing well had been eaten away. It was like a landscape painting by a famous master that had been dug out by an ignorant child.

Previously, a white-robed monk had turned around and walked into the cottage with a kitchen knife. Hsu Fengnian did the same. Gnashing his teeth, he ran back to the thatched cottage and quickly took down the cold knife hanging on the wall. After leaving the cottage, he angrily said, "Đồng Thái! If you have the guts, don't run! I'll treat you to donkey roasted meat tonight! "

As a martial arts evaluation grandmaster, Đồng Thái deliberately concealed his aura. Even Hsu Fengnian couldn't find any clues.

Hsu Fengnian squatted on the ground and sighed. It was really a motherf * cker disaster.

Sometimes, when God punched you, he didn't give you a date to eat, but another punch to the head.

When Hsu Fengnian caught a glimpse of a dress from the corner of his eye, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. When it rains, it pours!

Hsu Fengnian was worthy of being called a king with a different surname and a great pillar of the country. He made a prompt decision. Regardless of whether he could hide for the first time or not, if he could hide for one more day, he would live for one more day.

Therefore, when Xu Fengnian was about to leave, Jiang Ni's voice filled with grief and indignation came from behind. "Surnamed Xu! You're dead today! "

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