After dinner, several people were chatting in the hotel box with melon seeds and tea.

    "Brother Sheng, how many years have you practiced this sword technique?" Shi Qianzhang asked casually, and there was no taboo.

    "It''s three years," Wang Sheng didn''t hide. "I loved this since I was a child. I had some foundation before I went up the mountain."

    Shi Qian gave a thumbs up and stuck half of the melon seed skin on his lips. He smiled: "Niu X! If you are a sword, others have to practice it all their life before heaven and earth come back, it''s powerful."

    "Not necessarily," Liu Yunzhi whispered. "Even if the vitality of heaven and earth has not returned, brother Feiyu''s Kendo realm will not be much weaker than that at this time. My master often says that the practice of ten thousand dharmas will eventually come together, which is a word of enlightenment."

    Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed and just wanted to be modest.

    On the other hand, Meng Hong said with a smile, "I''m afraid you won''t believe it. The four of us only know that younger martial brother Wang Sheng has such Kendo cultivation today. He lives in seclusion and seclusion on the mountain and practices in the back mountain. Now I think it''s not unreasonable for younger martial brother Wang to be a blockbuster today."

    "Elder martial brother, don''t kill me," Wang Sheng shook his head with a smile and calmly led the topic away. "The black talisman used by Taoist brother Qianzhang can turn out four stacks of talismans out of thin air. Taoist brother Yunzhi can attract Tianlei to resist the enemy with the method of talismans... These are amazing Taoist skills."

    Liu Yunzhi smiled but didn''t speak, but Shi Qianzhang smiled and said, "it''s just a small cover up to scare people. Those four cloth bags have long been tied to me. Alas!"

    The guy sighed, "today, I thought I''d be in the limelight in his Maoshan mountain and be famous all over the world. I didn''t expect to meet your sword... The old man of my family said I''d meet a noble man this time. Is this a noble man? It''s clearly the king of sword and hell! This!"

    Dong Dong

    The box door was knocked down, and a small head came in, with bright eyes and big eyes combed with bangs, but it was also a dress of clothes.

    Wang Sheng looks familiar with the girl. He probably saw her on Maoshan today.

    She blushed a little and asked in a low voice, "are some Taoist brothers in Wudang Mountain here? I''m a little monk in Laoshan. I want to take a picture with my non-verbal elder martial brother and non-verbal elder martial sister in Wudang Mountain... Is that ok?"

    Wang Sheng:

    Before Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan nodded, Shi Qianzhang stood up and greeted the door: "come on! Come in! They''re right here!"

    As soon as the voice fell, the box door opened, and seven or eight young men and women in clothes and skirts rushed in.

    In the corridor, many people came to hear the wind, some came to say hello, some looked familiar, some came to see the excitement and wanted to take the opportunity to talk with others. Later, many kundao friars came to find Liu Yunzhi to sign something.

    In the small box, the scene quickly got out of control

    After working hard for more than an hour, Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan returned to the hotel in some embarrassment. Meng Hong and the four of them went to the night market with Liu Yunzhi and Shi Qianzhang.

    After a good operation, Wang Sheng''s wechat friends added a list of dozens of names, all of which were "coincidentally" met, and the contact information of the younger generation of each mountain and faction.

    Four or five communication groups were added, but the group messages were blocked by Wang Sheng.

    Mu wanxuan also had several more contacts on her wechat, but they were all fairies who worshipped the "overhaul" of the birth place. The elder martial sister laughed for a long time and looked like she wanted to be a big sister.

    Although their own sect doesn''t even have a formal name, there are only three teachers and disciples up and down. As a school that will make great achievements in the future, it is also necessary to expand contacts in the monastic world.

    To this end, Wang Sheng carefully made notes for each young man and woman who came to add their friends, and wrote down everyone''s sect, name and road number in case of any jokes in the future.

    A delegation had already set out for return that night. Wudang Mountain and his party will set out for return tomorrow morning.

    Wang Sheng had already bought a ticket from Maoshan to his hometown. The drive was only two or three hours. He would take his elder martial sister back to visit his parents tomorrow morning.

    People say that he is afraid of being close to his hometown. He also has trouble falling asleep tonight.

    Will parents say something embarrassing to elder martial sister?

    Compared with the impact of today''s communication on the future, this is what Wang Sheng is most worried about.

    ……

    In the gentle night wind, the back of Maoshan mountain, which is inaccessible to pilgrims, has finally returned to its former purity.

    The outside of Chongxi hall has been cleaned up. Only three or two Maoshan disciples are walking around to clean up. All the Taoist masters of the outside mountain have gone to the town at the foot of the mountain, and all the Taoist masters of Maoshan have returned to their Taoist temple mountain houses.

    The Taoist priest Mao Shan, who had previously presided over the afternoon Taoist exchange conference, is stepping here with a brush of dust. It seems that he has just returned from seeing him off.

    "You guys, go clean the other yard first."

    "Yes."

    Several Maoshan disciples bowed their heads and trotted out of here.

    When it was determined that there were no people around, the Taoist rectangle slowly walked to the Chongxi hall, bent his legs slightly, looked like an eagle and swallow spreading its wings, wiped it under the eaves, and fell down like catkins.

    He had a small square box in his hand with a small hole on one side.

    The Taoist priest of Maoshan leader is not a military fan. He doesn''t know the expensive price of this small square box that looks insignificant but is actually special equipment. He only knows the specific function of this thing.

    ——It can shoot 24 hours of high-definition video continuously.

    Place a small card near the bottom of the square box, and the square box emits a slight buzzing sound, which indicates that the video taken today has been stored and transmitted to the remote terminal responsible for receiving.

    The Taoist priest looked hesitant.

    "Alas..."

    A light sigh came from the depths of Chongxi hall. The long movement was stiff and quickly put the square box in his hand into his cuffs. However, as soon as he finished his movement, an old man in white robes in long clothes stood silently in front of him.

    "Teacher, master, haven''t you closed?" the Taoist priest smiled at the corner of his mouth.

    The old man whispered, "do you have a good idea? If you do so, you may be suspected of dishonesty and injustice."

    The Taoist priest was silent for a while, and Fang said, "master, I do this for the sake of the whole monastic world, not just for the gain and loss of our Maoshan family."

    "That being said, you... Are all right. Since I have passed on the position of leader to you, I shouldn''t ask you more."

    The old man looked a little sad.

    The Taoist priest sighed: "master, now it''s no better than a thousand years ago. A thousand years ago, the secular world was nothing but swords, bows and horses. Now, guns and shells

    Even if our cultivation reaches a high level, if the country wants to move us, Maoshan will be razed to the ground overnight.

    Master, you also said that now is a peaceful and prosperous age. We don''t need our monks to protect anything in this world. We just need to take care of ourselves and accept the supervision of the state to ensure that the monastic world will not affect the secular order. "

    "Well, well, it''s just to be a teacher and practice in seclusion."

    The old man waved his hand, and his figure floated into the hall with the wind and disappeared into the depths of the hall.

    The Taoist priest bowed and looked at the black square box in his sleeve.

    A small green light flashes gently, and the video transmission has been completed.

    Although I have already made up my mind, I still feel a little disappointed at this time. It seems that I have done something that deviates from my school and is sorry for your colleagues.

    The contemporary leader of Maoshan Taoist priest sighed softly, brushed the dust and went to the side door.

    "There is much purity in the Dudao mountain, only because there is no dust in the secular world. Now, where is there any blessed place, the Qing''an immortal gate."

    ……

    At the same time, Maoshan is a small town outside the mountain.

    In a remote area outside the town, in a food processing factory, more than ten people are busy in front of two rows of computers. There is an image in a row of display screens, which is everywhere in Maoshan town.

    The images on another row of computer screens are the foothold of the famous mountain delegations.

    More than ten people here are watching the whole Maoshan town.

    In addition to the footsteps of passers-by and the clattering of several young men and women on the keyboard, it is quite quiet here.

    However, the silence was quickly broken by a cry:

    "Team leader, there''s a video from unit 2!"

    In one corner, the "group leader" who was lying on the sofa and closed his eyes immediately stood up and walked quickly over in high heels.

    The group leader''s action immediately attracted the attention of these men, women and children around him. Several men couldn''t help looking at the group leader who was famous for his severity and resolute action.

    She is thin. Her slim little suit makes her more charming than a woman, and her short hair is very appropriate.

    Mingming is in his forties, but his figure is still very good, and the overall curve can be regarded as enchanting.

    That face without powder is not as beautiful as when it was young. With more polishing of life, there are always some fine wrinkles.

    The ''team leader'' went to the instrument and said in a slow voice, "there should be more than ten hours of video in it. Pick out the useful information in it as soon as possible."

    "Yes, team leader, it can be done in 15 minutes!"

    The group leader nodded gently, hugged his arm and looked at the desk.

    This Maoshan Taoist sect meeting is of great significance to their department. It is her observation of the strength of these Taoist sects and the overall atmosphere of the monastic world

    The young man in control of the mouse stirred a few times, his fingers trembled slightly, swallowed saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "leader, can you let me do it for a while? You''re here... I''m not used to..."

    "Do it quickly," the group leader turned black and said nothing more. He stepped back two steps and walked aside.

    As soon as she left, the group of young people curious about the daomen exchange conference immediately stretched their necks and stared at the computer screen that began to process video files.

    The group leader didn''t say much about it. He went to a filing cabinet and took a look at his mobile phone from time to time.

    "Team leader, coffee," a gray haired uncle in a jacket smiled and came over with a steaming paper cup in his hand. "These new kids are a little afraid of you, team leader. Don''t mind."

    The group leader tilted his mouth, didn''t say much, and took a careful SIP with a paper cup.

    It''s a little bitter.

    This uncle should be the one who has worked with the group leader for a long time. Although he doesn''t dare to joke in front of her, he obviously knows more.

    "Team leader, have you heard from Xiao na?"

    The group leader looked a little worried and shook his head slightly, "no, I''ve arranged for someone to go to her school."

    "Don''t worry, team leader, even if the little girl plays with her temper, my daughter has also had this period..."

    "Lying trough!"

    "Lying trough!"

    "Slot!"

    Several young people around the computer screen over there suddenly screamed, and a guy turned his head and shouted: "team leader! Come and see! This man''s sword technique! It''s definitely the only sword technique in TV dramas!"

    The team leader and the uncle immediately came over. Except that the personnel guarding several consoles didn''t dare to sit away, they all heard the sound and came here.

    The picture on the computer screen has been pressed to pause. It is the picture of Wang Sheng''s sword dance. Even if it is recorded and presented by the cold electronic instrument, it still seems a little dreamy.

    The group leader frowned and asked, "who is he?"

    A young girl with a file bag nearby immediately replied: "Wang Sheng, following the Wudang Mountain delegation, has been sitting in the audience in the morning without showing his face. His Taoist name is right and wrong. According to the information we overheard, his teacher''s father''s name is Qing Yanzi. It is said that his cultivation is already in the state of conception."

    The paper cup in the group leader''s hand shook gently, and two drops of coffee fell on his fingertips, but he didn''t feel the hot coffee.

    "You say, who is his master?"

    The little girl felt the change in the group leader''s eyes and trembled subconsciously. She almost couldn''t hold the file bag stably.