I saw a few Taoist priests sitting on the edge of the corner, the leader was an old Taoist sitting upright, sitting there without anger and prestige, as if he was the head of a school, but Song Qingshu thought for a long time, but he never thought that there was such a person on Wudang Mountain .
Beside him sat a few young Taoist priests, the most striking of which were two of them. Although they had beards on their faces, they were somewhat thinner than ordinary men.
"Sissy!"
A word popped up in Song Qingshu's mind, but he didn't think much about it. After all, these two Taoist priests have ordinary faces, even if they are disguised as men, they must not look very good.
Song Qingshu didn't bother to talk to these idlers at first, but after thinking about it, Wudang is about to hold a succession ceremony for the head, and there is another Taoist who looks like an ordinary person here, so it's better to find out a little bit.
"Xiao Er, the vegetarian food of these priests is on my account." Song Qingshu said to Xiao Er, if he wants to find out information, he still needs to find an opportunity.
The old Taoist was a little surprised, and gave a slight salute: "Thank you, young master."
"Is the Taoist priest here to attend the succession ceremony of the head of Wudang Mountain?" Song Qingshu asked along the way, he always felt that the Taoist priest was somewhat familiar.
The old man was a little surprised, but he still replied: "That's right, I don't know why the young master is doing this?" He also felt a little strange, the young man in front of him seemed familiar, had he seen it before
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I am also here to participate in this succession ceremony."
The old Taoist gave him a puzzled look: "It's strange, Master Zhang deliberately didn't invite fellow martial artists this time, but just invited these people from the Wudang lineage to be witnesses."
Song Qingshu was stunned, no wonder he didn't get any news, it turned out that Zhang Sanfeng deliberately dealt with it in a low-key manner, but thinking about it, he is old now, he has long since stopped asking about world affairs, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the major sects in the martial arts, let alone back then On the 100th birthday, Zhang Cuishan and his wife were forced to death by the six major sects. A happy event turned into a funeral. Presumably he subconsciously did not want to invite other sects to the mountain.
"Is the Taoist priest also from the Wudang lineage?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Before the old Taoist could answer, a Taoist priest beside him proudly introduced it: "Of course, our master is the master of the White Cloud Temple of Wudang Five Views."
"It turned out to be a foolish tea master, disrespectful and disrespectful." Song Qingshu finally remembered his identity. Wudang has a long history. Over the years, Taoist temples have spread all over the world. Xiaogong is the headquarters, with a detached identity; there is also Zhenwu Temple, the master of the temple is Chongxu Daoist; It is also from the Shangqing Temple; the last is the Yuqing Temple, the master of the temple is Ma Zhen, the Manchu master Zhang Zhaozhong is also from this school, and Li Yuanzhi's master Lu Feiqing also comes from this temple.
Among the five views, apart from Zhang Sanfeng's direct descendants like Zixiao Palace, it is generally recognized that Chongxu and Taoist Yucha have the highest martial arts. Decades ago, Yucha was even more popular. The master's many stunts were also known, but he basically didn't walk around in the rivers and lakes in these years, so that everyone gradually forgot his former reputation.
Song Qingshu's heart trembled. Others don't know, but he knows where he has been these years. Most of the time he and Miaodi are studying "Taixuan Jing" on Xiake Island. He rarely leaves the island on weekdays. Now he appears Here, most of it is the inspiration of Xia Kedao.
Thinking that Jia Sidao was behind the Knights Island, and then contacting the ghost villa he had heard about in Chengdu, Song Qingshu never believed that he came here simply to observe the ceremony.
It's just that even if he doubted it, he didn't have any evidence, and Yucha was a highly respected senior in the martial arts, even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't listen to what he said about Yucha.
"I don't know who you are?" Yucha couldn't help asking, he couldn't see through the young man in front of him, he was full of flaws all over his body, like a dude who had never practiced martial arts, but he had that unique temperament , that calm and breezy calmness is absolutely impossible to pretend. The two completely different perceptions made him feel more and more unfathomable about the person in front of him.
"I'm Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu replied with a smile.
Yu Cha's heart trembled, and he subconsciously sat up straight: "It turns out to be the Golden Snake King. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." People in the court usually call him King Qi, but people in the rivers and lakes are still used to calling him the Golden Snake King.
In fact, it stands to reason that as one of the five major temple masters, he is at the same level as Song Yuanqiao. According to his seniority, he is even higher than Song Yuanqiao. As Song Yuanqiao's son, Song Qingshu is definitely his junior.
It's a pity that Song Qingshu has been famous all over the world in the past two years, and his reputation in the Jianghu is so great that almost no one dares to call himself a senior in front of him, and Yucha will naturally not hold him back.
Song Qingshu asked with a smile: "I wonder when the ceremony will start?"
Yu Cha replied: "Tomorrow the succession ceremony will be held. Pindao was delayed because of some things, so he came a bit late. After finishing his meal, he will have to rush up the mountain, otherwise it may be too late."
"It's actually tomorrow." Song Qingshu was ashamed, and he and Shen Bijun forgot about the sun and the moon for a while on the boat. Fortunately, the two of them messed around and didn't affect the speed of the boat. In addition, the speed of the horse has never stopped in the past few days, otherwise it would really miss the meeting. As a result, if something happened, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The two chatted for a while, and Song Qingshu got up to say goodbye and returned to his table. Before leaving, he looked at the two sissy little Taoist priests beside Yucha: "Did we know each other before?"
One of the young Taoist priests turned his head away and ignored him at all, while the other young Taoist priest replied coldly, "What kind of person is your son, how could he know us."
After confirming that he had never heard his voice before, Song Qingshu nodded: "Since you don't know him, why did you keep staring at me just now?"
"Who saw you?" The little Taoist snorted coldly.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "It's not the best. The Taoist leader should concentrate on cultivating the Tao. Don't think about messy things all day long. I don't like masculinity." After speaking, he laughed and returned to Shen Bijun's table.
The little Taoist priest was furious, and subconsciously wanted to grab the sword beside him and get up, but Yu Cha pressed it down with his fly whisk without showing any signs: "A small unbearable will lead to great chaos."
The little Taoist sat down resentfully, but seeing the slightly raised lips of another little Taoist next to him, he couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Are you still laughing?"
"I don't."
"You are clearly smiling!"
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Shen Bijun couldn't help lowering his voice and said to Song Qingshu: "Those Taoist priests are a little strange."
Song Qingshu felt the same: "It's not only strange, but also a little perverted. Forget it, leave them alone, let's finish our meal early and continue on our way."
"Yeah." Shen Bijun nodded, and subconsciously glanced there again, but suddenly found that the two little Taoist priests looked at him with some unkind expressions. baffling. (https:)