The rainbow hides the snow after the rain,

Daffodils bloom with the winter moon.

Even if it is a Taoist hand-pinning technique,

It is rare to see the snow flying in the goose feathers.

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Moving south with Jiuzhou, Xiaoxue knew that the scenery of the mountains and rivers in the south in winter was often like the fairyland of the four seasons - it was one place all year round.

Going south, Xiaoxue did not take Jiuzhou to the southern border of Jiangnan again. Instead, she went to the Jingchu land where the Han River was originally located and visited a towering mountain with the same vein.

------China Shenzhou? Wudang Mountain-----

In winter, during holidays, there are not many people in Wudang Mountain, but you can always see tourists coming and going.

Seeing that tourists coming and going from Jiuzhou were not as complicated as they visited famous mountains with their mothers during the holidays of Yanhuang. If they wanted to take this opportunity to see the scenery of Wudang Mountain, they rushed up the mountain with Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue naturally agreed, not only because she was doting on Jiuzhou, but also because Xiaoxue knew that there were many Taoist priests who practice martial arts on Wudang Mountain. It was a rare experience to meet along the mountain road.

Sure enough, I was lucky enough to come to Jiuzhou, China, and once again I was lucky enough to see a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain who was practicing swords on a cliff.

A few silver threads appeared in the ink-colored hairpin, and the beard was a little gray. Sui Fei's hair was young, but she was full of energy.

Wu Zhi stopped his momentum, pointed his right sword with his sword in his back, and walked towards the mountain road like a meteor. Compared to being heroic and free and easy, the Taoist was even more calm and restrained in the movement and static.

Xiaoxue accompanied Jiuzhou to see the long sword dancing, and stayed for a long time. The rain fell from the mountains. The sea of ​​clouds washed the green mountains, the sun shone, and the wind was vast.

Walking all the way up the mountain, a few thin snow fell on Jiuzhou, and soon turned into water vapor and dissipated. When we moved forward, the snow became a little thicker, dyeing the top of the mountain with a bit of soft white, making the entire Wudang Mountain even more profound, as if it was connected to Jiuxiao.

On the top of Wudang Mountain, a Taoist temple quietly leans on the mountain. It is different from the palaces built in China and China in the past. It is more integrated with nature, and you can feel the balance between humans and nature reflected in it.

The Taoist temple door was open, and the Taoist priest just now was sticking to me near the door, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. The sword just now had already been put away.

"The faithful have a fate with the immortal family, but I think it is not an ordinary person." The Taoist priest saw that Xiaoxue was quite extraordinary, so he gave a gift, opened the umbrella in his hand to cover Jiuzhou, and handed the umbrella to Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue nodded undeniably. The great Taoist masters in China and China have reached a certain level of understanding of nature, and it is reasonable to feel that their differences are different.

While speaking, the priest invited Jiuzhou and Xiaoxue to sit in, and led the way in front of him as he spoke.

"The little girl is weak and can practice martial arts and improve her body after class." I am afraid that the Taoist name will not be understood, so the Taoist priest said to Jiuzhou in his usual words.

The priest welcomed Jiuzhou and Xiaoxue into a guest room, prepared a cup of tea and handed it to Jiuzhou. After saying a few words to each person and an immortal across the table, the priest took some food for Jiuzhou, leaving each person and an immortal in the guest room to take care of it.

The daffodils on the table were blooming very cleanly, without any soft vines, and there were no colorful petals. The snow-like petals were embedded in the yellow core, leaving only a faint fragrance in the room...

After staying at Jiuzhou and Xiaoxue for dinner, the priest let the two of them stay and stay, and found a quiet place to sit cross-legged.

When Xiaoxue calmed down her immortal power, the snow in the mountains was only a touch of the top of the mountain, and each person and the immortal left alone, leaving behind a wind mist that had cleared the rain.
Chapter completed!