Wudang Mountain, Wuzhu Peak.

Wang Mingyang was pushing and driving the old green cattle in the fields. The young man was lying under the big tree, with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed, looking carefree.

The young man was so bored that he counted how many white clouds were floating in the sky, which white clouds were in the horizontal strike style with a sword, and which white clouds were in the ascending style of an immortal. In the eyes of the young man, the white clouds were no longer white clouds, but more like they were rising from the ground.

The swordsman's moves recorded in the books I bought.

As he was thinking about it, he thought of a fortune teller he met on the road, who insisted on telling him his fortune for free. The young man had no choice but to stop his wanderings and sit down to listen to the fortune teller's chatter.

The fortune teller said that he was destined to be a swordsman of a generation, and that he had the appearance of a celestial being. He said that he would come to Wudang to learn swordsmanship.

The young man was not a fool. He couldn't believe what the fortune teller said, so he just sat there and smiled.

"Which Wudang swordsman has the best swordsmanship? No matter how high it is, is it better than Li Taibai?"

The fortune teller knew that the young man didn't believe it, so he was not in a hurry. He sat aside and explained with drool all over the place.

It was the first time for the young man to go out to explore the world. He listened to the old man's story with great interest. After all, this was the first step in the world recorded in the book. He met the hidden seniors in the world. The second step was for the seniors to pretend that they could not afford to eat.

, on the pretext of buying himself a few martial arts secret books, he would teach himself the secrets that hide the peerless martial arts.

But the fortune teller did not take out the secret book. Instead, he took out a book with "The Complete Collection of Top Secrets of Taoism" and asked himself to read it carefully.

While reading, the young man sighed that the rivers and lakes were so big and the water was so deep.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and asked if he could sell the book to himself. The fortune teller looked like he shouldn't have taken out the book, and reluctantly sold the book for ten taels of silver.

The young man followed the records in the books, saying that there was an old immortal on Wudang Wuzhu Peak who could crush the heavenly gate with one palm. The young man traveled day and night and finally arrived at Wudang Mountain and Wuzhu Peak, but found that the only one here was the old master Wang Mingyang.

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Of course, the young man would not know Wang Mingyang's true identity, but this did not affect the young man's belief that Wang Mingyang was the immortal living here.

When the young man got here, he knocked on the door of the thatched house and hugged Wang Mingyang who opened the door and burst into tears. He had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and his whole family had been wiped out. Now he was just an orphan. How miserable he was.

How miserable.

Wang Mingyang didn't even look at him. He picked up the young man with one palm and threw him outside the door. The young man was now more convinced that he had found the old god in the mountain. If he could easily pick up an expert like himself, he was not a god.

The young man did not leave, but stayed at the door, following Wang Mingyang every day. Wang Mingyang was so kind-hearted that he ignored the young man and just went to the fields every day to do farm work.

The young man didn't complain. Whenever Wang Mingyang was doing farm work, he just sat in the shade and looked at Wang Mingyang. He also wanted to help him do something, but he couldn't do it.

Fortunately, Wang Mingyang never thought he was stupid, nor did he drive him away. He just

I leave it to myself how to transplant rice seedlings and how to fertilize on weekdays.

The boy's left ear goes in and the right ear goes out. For a person who aspires to be a hero, doing farm work is not his ambition.

Suddenly, Wang Mingyang walked out of the field holding Lao Qingniu in his hand and came to the young man's side.

"Let's go, go back."

The young man sat up from the ground and looked at the old man with some confusion.

"You haven't finished your farm work yet, why are you going back?"

Wang Mingyang led Lao Qingniu and slowly walked towards the thatched house.

"A guest is coming."

Summer is coming to an end soon, and the sun in the sky seems to have weakened its power, making the old man and his apprentice less tired after climbing to Wuzhu Peak.

"Sir, will Taoist Wang come to see us?"

Although the old man is said to be the most talkative and second in martial arts in the world, he is still a little unsure when facing his old friend Wang Mingyang who had a bad temper many years ago.

"I can't help but see him. If old man Wang doesn't see him, I will go to Taihe Palace to quarrel with his eldest disciple. Anyway, that's all I have."

"Damn it, if it weren't for Old Man Wang smashing the Tianmen with his palm, I don't know what his state is, and I would have to tear down his Wuzhu Peak."

While talking, the old man and his apprentice came to the thatched house on Wuzhu Peak.

A young man was sitting on a big rock, holding a lot of yellow grass in his hand, feeding the old green cow next to him.

After seeing the old man coming, he jumped off the big stone, came to the two people and asked, "Are you two going to visit my master?"

The old man scratched his head, but he hadn't heard that Old Man Wang had accepted another apprentice besides the three well-known disciples on Wudang Mountain. Could it be that this was not Old Man Wang's territory? Old Man Wang was driven away, so he had to take good care of himself.

Talk about this matter.

When he thought of Old Man Wang's deflated appearance after learning about this incident, the old man felt inexplicably happy, and suddenly felt that the sun was not so hot anymore.

"Who is your master?"

The boy crossed his arms and looked like you don't have enough IQ.

"My master is my master."

At this time, the apprentice next to the old man gave up and rolled up his sleeves to beat this young man of unknown size. Instead of being afraid, the young man stepped forward and wanted to hit both of them.

At this time, Wang Mingyang, who was hiding in the room, came out and took a look at the old man who had no sense of seniority.

"Why, you finally came out of that ghost valley bastard shell of yours."

The old man was a little happy to see Wang Mingyang, but when Wang Mingyang said this, he did not show weakness and pointed at the young man.

"Why, this kid is your long-lost son? I haven't heard that your old man Wang had a bad relationship with any fairy in the world when he was young."

Wang Mingyang squinted his eyes with disdain on his face.

"I have practiced Taoism in a bastard's shell for many years, but I still can't take that step. I have lived such a long life in vain."

The old man pointed at Wang Mingyang and smeared it all over

Tian Fei raised his voice, fearing that he might be a little weaker.

"Old man Wang, do you want to fight?"

Even though Wang Mingyang had a good temper, he couldn't help but want to take action. The hands hidden in his sleeves secretly gathered stars, waiting for the opportunity.

The old man had a look of anger on his face, stood on his feet, made a sword pose, and was about to take action.

The old man's apprentice pulled the young man aside, who was shocked and confused, and came to the big bluestone where the young man had just worked. He took out a handful of melon seeds from his arms and handed it to the young man.

The young man turned around and thanked the melon seeds, his voice trembling.

"Senior, what will it look like when you take action for the first time?"

Sun Bin, who had returned from Nanchu and had just competed with his senior brother Pang Juan in Dajiang Town, ate melon seeds and glanced at the two disrespectful old men who had maintained their shooting posture for a long time.

"It's nothing, I can't fight."

The young man turned around and looked at Sun Bin who was not worried about his master at all. He was a little surprised at how he knew so clearly.

"If these two people fight, Wuzhu Peak in Wudang Mountain will be gone, and Wudang's Seventy-Two Peaks will become Seventy-one Peaks from now on."

"My husband is even more reluctant to part with the clothes he is wearing that he finally begged from his wife. How could he get into a fight?"

The young man looked at the two motionless people and asked Sun Bin for advice.

"Then why are they not moving?"

Sun Bin glanced at Mr. Da who was coming out from the direction of Taihe Palace, and continued to explain to the young man.

"Whatever you do, it's just to save your face. No one wants to admit defeat first."

"Then it can't always be like this."

Sun Bin threw the melon seed peels in his hand into the vegetable garden aside, patted his hands, and cleaned the remaining melon seed peels.

"So, the big man in the world is coming."

"Mr. Sun is still so quick-thinking."

Mr. Da, who was dressed in white, walked out of the Taihe Palace, used Taoist techniques, and hurriedly came to the Wuzhu Peak where the master was sitting, trying to persuade the angry master and senior Guiguzi to make peace.

Sun Bin ignored the older man and stroked the hair of the old green cow beside him, exclaiming that it felt so good.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. Mr. Da has become more and more proficient in his driving skills."

Mr. Da, who was always kind and gentle, said with a grimace, "If I were not happy, this ancestral inheritance would be gone."

Mr. Da, who was dressed in white, bowed to Master and Senior Guiguzi, "Master, Senior, it's getting late today, can we talk tomorrow?"

When Gui Guzi saw Mr. Da arriving, he quickly put away his sword stance and patted Mr. Da on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Yunhe, you are much better than your master."

Wang Mingyang, who was about to put away Xinghui, was unhappy and yelled at Guiguzi.

"Want to fight again?"

"Come just come."

Guiguzi rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.
Chapter completed!