On the morning of July 15, in the South and central region of Greater China, a high-speed train speeding westward steadily, inside the carriage

    "Hiss!"

    Wang Sheng gently touched his cheek. This bruise was proof that he was beaten by his father yesterday.

    Outside the window, the field is retreating rapidly.

    Wang Sheng looked at his face with some worry; He didn''t care much about how he looked, but worried about whether he would leave a bad impression on his future master if he went to the mountain to worship his teacher with his injury.

    Yesterday

    Really? Chicken flies and dog jumps.

    In Wang Sheng''s impression, his father who had never been angry was like a furious lion. Although he was ruthlessly suppressed by his mother after hitting him, Wang Sheng did feel how angry his parents were about his decision.

    Wang Sheng turned his head and looked at his parents on the other side of the aisle. His father turned his head and looked aside, while his mother reluctantly smiled at him gently.

    The quarrel last night seemed to be still in my ears, but anyway, Wang Sheng''s firmness and stubbornness finally persuaded the parents, but the condition was that I could only suspend school for one year at most.

    One year is enough to make some small achievements and show the magic of Taoism to my parents.

    In addition to being suspended for only one year at most, his parents also made three rules with Wang Sheng, such as not shaving or doing anything dangerous.

    In addition, they must go up the mountain together to see Wang Sheng settle down and ensure a stable and safe life before they leave for home.

    To this end, the two asked for the annual leave for their 19th honeymoon abroad overnight, hurriedly booked tickets and boarded the high-speed railway, and shamelessly changed seats with the two passengers

    It''s hard for them.

    Taking a look at the mobile phone map, he was more than 300 kilometers away from his destination and stopped several times. He could reach his first destination "up the mountain" in about two hours.

    Wudang.

    Wang Sheng''s purpose is very clear——

    He didn''t go to Wudang Mountain to find a Taoist temple and spend some incense money. It''s useless.

    He is looking for a master who can lead his practice, a sect that can protect himself in the future.

    Thanks to the development of network information, when the power of cultivating immortals mushroomed, all kinds of news flew all over the network. Wang Sheng has been paying attention to these in his last life.

    At this point in time, the disciples of these sects and forces that have not been valued by the world are actually not too limited. It is almost enough to have a sincere heart and prepare some Fajin.

    Wang Sheng is now a 17-year-old boy, barely conforming to the rule that "you can''t worship a teacher more than 18 years old".

    In fact, he has many choices, but after careful consideration, he first safely chose a place with a lower threshold for him——

    Taoist holy land, Wudang Mountain.

    In Wang Sheng''s memory, the last month he spent at the age of 31, among the top 100 experts on the list of celestial immortals updated by the "Council of immortals" on the Internet, there are six or seven Taoist Masters in Wudang Mountain. Although they are not at the top of the rankings, they are already very good candidates for Wang Sheng to worship teachers.

    In the previous four months, in addition to activating his body through high-intensity exercise, Wang Sheng also made good preparations to ensure that he could worship a famous teacher and would not arouse the suspicion of the other party.

    While there was still some time, Wang Sheng rubbed his temples and began to review these. Most of them came from the "knowledge points" of several famous Taoist classics.

    It''s not much easier to go to the mountain to worship teachers than to participate in an interview.

    ……

    Wudang Mountain, which supports half the sky of Wulin in martial arts novels, is also a famous place for seclusion and Cultivation in history. It also has many nicknames such as Taihe mountain.

    Thanks to the spread of martial arts novels, whenever you mention the name of Wudang Mountain, the first thing you think of is Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts master in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties.

    This is the same as when I mentioned Yin Zhiping, I first thought of a romantic Taoist who took a big advantage, rather than the sixth generation leader of Quanzhen religion.

    Of course, Wang Sheng''s goal this time does not have much to do with this "Sanfeng God Man".

    Dating back to the yuan and Ming Dynasties, Wudang Mountain has been a holy land for immortality and Taoism since the end of the Han Dynasty. It was known as "the ninth of the seventy-two blessed places" thousands of years ago.

    However, nowadays, there are only many legends and Taoist classics in Wudang, as well as Wudang martial arts widely spread by the world.

    With his parents, Wang Sheng, who was originally short of travel expenses, could also enjoy the treatment of chartering a car, but he walked less.

    But a family of three entered the gate of Wudang Mountain. The Chartered driver took the money and threw them inside the gate; Before the three members of the family reacted, the car went away

    This made Wang Sheng''s parents see that when there were vehicles driving towards the mountain, they were gnashing their teeth and angry.

    Being cheated is small, walking is big!

    "Mom, you and dad should exercise. Let me take my luggage."

    Wang Sheng smiled and said something. He took the initiative to bring his parents'' suitcases. The muscles on his arms were bulging, which made his mother happy.

    The mountain is much cooler than the plain. This load will not make Wang Sheng sweat. The mountain road of Wudang Mountain is not steep, and it doesn''t take much effort to get up.

    After Huilongguan, Wang Sheng walked briskly with his suitcase and deliberately left his parents behind.

    He was really afraid that his parents would do anything to make trouble for him

    Along the way, mountain streams disappear in the forest sea, and birds play in the empty valley.

    The winding path leads nowhere, and the pedestrians up and down never break.

    Wang Sheng doesn''t want to enjoy the beautiful scenery. He just keeps thinking about what details he should pay attention to when he meets these "future experts", how to let the other Party keep himself, and pay enough attention to his disciple.

    In his previous life, he naturally came to Wudang Mountain to try his luck. Unfortunately, when he came, the gate of Wudang Mountain was already semi closed, and many young people like him who came to seek Tao were rejected.

    However, at this time point, it is still a tourist resort. Taoist priests also rely on incense and Dharma to make a living, and there is inevitably a lot of smoke and anger.

    After passing laojuntang, taishangyan and taizipo, Wang Sheng went straight to Zixiao palace in the middle of the mountain.

    In fact, there are many new Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain, but these Taoist temples are similar to martial arts schools. There are teenagers practicing boxing and sword, which is similar to the situation of "North Shaolin".

    Of course, so is tuition.

    After entering Zixiao palace, Wang Sheng began to wander around.

    The sound quality is not very good. The external sound circulates and plays the music of silk and bamboo. The smoke in the green tripod curls slowly, setting off here as a palace in the clouds and hazes in the sky.

    The palace building with the three characters of Zixiao hall doesn''t look very magnificent. At least in Wang Sheng''s impression, there are many Buddhist temples that are not very famous. The main hall inside is more imposing than this Zixiao hall.

    More than ten minutes later, with two suitcases and a smiling face, Wang Sheng stopped a Taoist priest who lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. He greeted him politely and explained his intention directly.

    The Taoist priest spoke with a strong accent: "brother, what are you looking for martial uncle Gao? Worship the teacher? Oh, martial uncle Gao has gone to perform abroad. I''m afraid you won''t see him in recent months."

    Gao Shixing, the top 30 figures in the future tianbang list, was regarded as the representative of Wudang martial arts before the recovery of heaven and earth.

    After the recovery of the vitality of heaven and earth, Gao Shixing became younger and younger. He was called to enter the Tao by martial arts. In fact, the expert publicly said that he was the inheritor of Wudang''s cultivation.

    Performing abroad?

    It makes sense. The Taoist priest is not a star online, and his itinerary can not be found on the Internet.

    Wang Sheng''s eyes inevitably showed a little loss. Then he read a few words of Taoist priest''s good and asked several other future immortal masters of Wudang who remembered their names.

    Unfortunately, these people are either unfamiliar to the Taoist priest or not in Zixiao palace. Anyway, Wang Sheng has been busy for a long time, but he has got nothing.

    "Brother, you look like you''re not an adult?"

    The Taoist priest patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder and taught him earnestly, "when you read, read. Don''t be fooled by the stories in those novels. If you really want to learn martial arts, I''ll recommend some to you. Look at this. We have a joint enrollment group of Wudang martial arts Taoist temple..."

    Wang Sheng was a little messy. He added several wechat groups with his mobile phone. The Taoist priest was satisfied and let him go.

    Before his parents came, Wang Sheng looked inside and outside Zixiao palace. Finally, he sighed helplessly. It felt like a basin of cold water had been poured, and a little fire at the bottom of his heart had been extinguished.

    However, this level of frustration obviously could not make him give up his long-awaited trip to Wudang Mountain.

    Next destination - shangjinding, to Taihe palace!

    I called my parents and asked them to have something to eat in Zixiao palace and wait for him. My parents agreed powerlessly.

    After finding the path of the stone steps and carrying two boxes of luggage, Wang Sheng continued to climb back the mountain, still full of energy.

    In response to that good thing, Wang Sheng looked for a long time, but he couldn''t find the "immortal master" in his impression. Instead, he met many Taoist masters and Taoist nuns, as well as some hermits who were practicing in the mountains.

    "Alas..."

    Go into the mountain to find the immortal. The immortal is not at home.

    If you want to ask where your heart is, where do you live.

    At more than 5 p.m., Wang Sheng''s parents found some lost Wang Sheng by the stone steps behind Zixiao palace.

    "What''s the matter, Xiao Sheng?"

    Mother hurriedly ran over to greet her with heartache on her face.

    "It''s all right. I just couldn''t find the Taoist priest who wanted to worship the teacher," Wang Sheng scratched his head. He couldn''t tell his parents what was on his mind. He had to smile reluctantly. "Let''s stay in the mountain tonight. I''ll find another day tomorrow. If I can''t find a suitable master... I''ll go back with you."

    Then choose the next Xiuxian sect!

    Wang Sheng''s parents were in a good mood, but there was no room on the Tianshan Mountain; Fortunately, it was not late. Wang Sheng took his parents down the mountain with his luggage.

    Looking for immortals but not meeting immortals, maybe this is the fate of immortals.

    Xianyuan Xianyuan is mysterious.

    Wang Sheng sighed. His arm carrying the suitcase was also a little sore. He turned his head and looked at his parents who were resting on the way. He also felt a little guilty at the bottom of his heart.

    Let them toss around with themselves. What my son has done is really

    In front of it was the Longquan Temple. Wang Sheng dragged his suitcase and wanted to go and enjoy the "small temple".

    But just after two steps, he was attracted by a modest old book stall in the corner of the roadside

    There are more than ten ancient books on the bookstall, and a cloth curtain full of oil stains is hung in front of it. On the curtain, eight strong characters are written:

    fortune-telling

    Open light

    Ask for medicine

    Qiuwu

    Behind the bookstall, there was a tall and thin Taoist who sat on a rattan chair and slept with his head up.

    Some Taoists'' clothes are untidy. When they fall asleep, they scratch their collars from time to time. They should be long hair that has not been washed for a long time. They tie a Taoist hoop on their head, which adds a bit of noble temperament.

    Closer, Wang Sheng could smell the rancid smell of not taking a bath and changing clothes for more than half a month.

    The first thing that attracted Wang Sheng was naturally the "ancient books" on the stall; But after getting closer, Wang Sheng subconsciously began to look at the Taoist priest.

    Suddenly, Wang Sheng seemed to be struck by lightning. His fingers trembled slightly. His suitcase didn''t lift steadily and fell directly to the ground.

    Bang——

    "Hmm?" the dirty Taoist priest''s long glasses opened a seam, facing Wang Sheng.

    Wang Sheng''s shock and ecstasy were completely written on his face at this moment.

    The tall and thin Taoist blinked, touched his clean chin and muttered, "Taoist priest, do I have such a big bastard?"

    "Taoist priest, you are!"

    Wang Shenggang wanted to shout out the name that had come to his mouth, but his only remaining reason suppressed the impulse, and when it came to his mouth, it became: "who sells ancient books?"

    The Taoist priest was also amused by Wang Sheng''s frustrated tone before and after. He looked at Wang Sheng''s dress with a smile and found that Wang Sheng was dressed like a master with pocket money. He nodded with satisfaction.

    Then the Taoist shook his sleeves, sat upright and said slowly in a clear and elegant voice:

    "The wholesale price of Wulin secret scripts is 300 per book, which is a big discount. The real inheritance of Wudang ancient martial arts will definitely make you stand alone in the world and be proud of the world!

    Here are some recommended routines for both internal and external martial arts. If you need internal skills, you can also participate in the internal breathing accelerated class by my bishop

    Little monk, it''s fate that you meet Wu today. Don''t miss the opportunity of life. "

    Wang Sheng nodded heavily at the speech, walked forward two steps and stared at the Taoist priest for a while.

    Chance!

    Yes, yes, that''s his chance!

    "Please also accept me as an apprentice. I am willing to follow the Taoist priest to learn and practice Taoism!"