If you stand on the top of the Great Lotus Peak with the widest view and look down, the two mountaineering gods in the north and south are like two dragons lying majestically on Wudang Mountain.
As a well-known scenic spot in Wudang Mountains, Xixiangchi is even more crowded, and tourists and pilgrims with their families linger here. There is a Jianghu Caomang with an extremely loud voice standing on the bluestone by the pool, loudly telling all kinds of wonders and anecdotes about Xixiang Pool, saying that the sword idiot Wang Xiaoping, the predecessor of Wu Dynasty, once retreated to realize the sword here, and this is how he was able to have a soul-stirring relationship with Emperor Wudi City Wang Xianzhi. He also said that the current king of Liang has practiced swords here for several years. Before he went down the mountain, he was able to force the waterfall to flow backwards with a single sword. The fledgling young hero and heroine who are still longing for the Jianghu are even more exciting, as if they have witnessed the peerless demeanor of the young martial arts master. There is a pavilion near the Xixiang Pool. Between the pool and the pavilion, there are many stalls. They sell incense candles for worshiping gods, fortune-telling for people, and various clever objects. Taoist vegetarian stir-fry, calming soup, etc. are all available.
A young son carried a bucket of water on his shoulders, and stood dumbfounded at the periphery of the densely packed crowd. If he wanted to carry two buckets of water, he had to kill a bloody road? I had no choice but to go back along a deep bluestone path, back to the hut where the hostess disappeared for a while, put down the carrying bucket, took a gourd ladle, bent down to shake a ladle of water from the bottom of the water tank, and slowly Walking slowly towards the vegetable garden, leisurely pouring water. After autumn, the greenness of the vegetable garden is not as strong as in spring and summer, and it feels a little lonely to watch. In the end, he squatted on the edge of the vegetable garden with a gourd ladle in his hand, wandering thousands of miles away. After noticing a familiar aura intentionally revealed, he stood up and walked towards the hut, and saw Deng Tai'a coming leading the donkey, standing outside the small purple bamboo fence, waiting until he saw his master, the Peach Blossom Sword God Only then did he gently push it away, fasten the reins, and sit on the small bamboo chair brought by the young man, feeling cool on his buttocks.
Because Xu Fengnian flew over Wudang Mountain with Li Dongxi on his back, he climbed to the summit earlier than Deng Tai'a who climbed up the steps. At this time, he asked with a smile, "Have you been to Luzu Pavilion?"
Deng Tai'a nodded and said, "If it wasn't for that stele, I wouldn't have recognized it."
Xu Fengnian asked again: "How about the writing?"
Deng Tai'a said indifferently: "It's not interesting."
Xu Fengnian said with peace of mind: "I didn't even have a first-rank realm before I went down the mountain, so it's normal to be lacking in energy."
It turned out that the simple Lu Zu Pavilion was built seven hundred years ago. According to the local county records, the young Lu Zu climbed the mountain alone with a sword before taking Wudang Mountain as a place of practice. When the crutches appeared, he asked Lu Zu, who was not well-known at the time, about the way of longevity, and Lu Zu gave him a prophecy to help him prove the Tao. In the end, there was a poem that was widely circulated. According to legend, it came from Lu Zu. , the handwriting was almost weathered and worn out. Before Xu Fengnian practiced his sword and went down the mountain, a young master uncle who was riding a bull was pushed out by his senior brother, and asked Xu Fengnian for the inscription to be changed to cursive.
Deng Tai'a looked around, feeling at ease.
Xu Fengnian joked: "Now the martial arts masters on Wudang Mountain are really rotten streets. In southern Xinjiang alone, there are sword master Mao Shulang, Cheng Baishuang who is trying to become a Confucian saint, sword master Ji Liu'an, and Shuzhao. There are also Wei Miao and Xue Songguan."
Deng Tai'a said in shock, "Just now when I was climbing, I saw Gu Jiantang, and then I saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng in Luzu Pavilion."
Xu Fengnian frowned, "It's not surprising that I didn't notice when Gu Jiantang climbed the mountain, it's just that Xuanyuan Qingfeng is close at hand..."
Deng Tai'a said, "In the battle outside Tai'an City, Cao Changqing seemed to favor this woman blocking the way, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng benefited a lot from it, and now there is probably only a thin line between them."
Xu Fengnian said with emotion: "It turns out that the opportunity for this Daxueping woman to be the head of the family has never been theorized. Liu Songtao, Zhao Huangchao, Wang Xianzhi, and Cao Changqing, one after another, either gave them all their money, or inspired them, and finally became one of the few in the world. Synthesizer."
Deng Tai'a sarcastically said: "You missed the most important person, right?"
Xu Fengnian was suddenly embarrassed.
Deng Tai'a suddenly asked: "Do you need me to block Gu Jiantang whose intention is unknown?"
Xu Fengnian just felt confused. I don't know why this detached Peach Blossom Sword God suddenly has such a bodhisattva heart. You must know that Wang Xianzhi had already made a conclusion on Deng Tai'er's character, which probably meant that Deng Tai'a Extreme love for the sword is the most ruthless, so it is also the most in line with the way of heaven. What's more, Gu Jiantang, who is on the cusp of the Liyang court, left the jurisdiction without authorization and chose to visit Wudang Mountain privately in a micro-service. He went deep into the hinterland of Beiliang alone. Gu Jiantang, who has hidden his clumsiness for many years, still has a greater chance of winning.
At the moment when Xu Fengnian couldn't figure it out, Deng Tai'a coughed lightly, and then disappeared instantly. Xu Fengnian subconsciously looked at the purple bamboo fence, and even the old donkey disappeared.
Xu Fengnian with a livid face turned his head stiffly and looked up. Sure enough, in the vegetable garden in the northeast corner of the hut, some of the originally pleasing greenery had been gnawed away, like a landscape painting by a famous artist. The toddler dug a hole!
Before, there was a monk in white who strode into the house and took out a kitchen knife. Xu Fengnian did the same thing, gritted his teeth and ran back to the hut, quickly took off the cold knife hanging on the wall, and said angrily after leaving the house: "Deng Tai! Don’t run away! I’m going to treat you to donkey meat tonight!”
As a great master of martial arts, once Deng Tai'a deliberately concealed his aura, even Xu Fengnian would not be able to catch any clues.
Xu Fengnian squatted on the ground, sighing, what a fucking disaster.
Sometimes God punches you, not giving you another date to eat, but punching you in the head again.
When Xu Fengnian caught a glimpse of a dress approaching in the distance out of the corner of his eye, it was like being struck by lightning, and it was raining overnight!
Xu Fengnian deserves to be a person with a different surname Wang and the title of Dazhu Kingdom, so he made a decisive decision, no matter what he can hide from the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth day, if he can hide for one day, he will live one more day.
So when Xu Feng ran away, Jiang Ni's voice full of grief and indignation came from behind, "Xu's surname! You are going to die today!"
Jiang Ni carried the red sandalwood box on her back and suddenly flew into the sky with the sword, her momentum was like a rainbow, she stepped on the sword of the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow, and after the flying sword suddenly hovered, she looked down at the entire Great Lotus Peak with red eyes, with a murderous aura, Shocking.
It has to be said that it is incredible that a small vegetable garden can make two great masters of martial arts criticize successively.
Xu Fengnian was beyond Jiang Ni's expectations. Not only did he not go straight down the mountain, he didn't even go too far away. Instead, he cunningly hid in the crowds near Xixiang Pool, squatting behind a crowded stall, and he was as charming as that person. The proprietress who saved bought two Wudang spring sesame cakes, chewed them slowly, and ate them very slowly, as if tasting rice with a severed head. The woman was also curious why this handsome young man who was squatting at her feet refused to sit down, her pretty face was slightly flushed, did he have that kind of thought? She didn't have too many turmoil in her heart, she just felt that if she knew this was the case, she should have charged him an extra two copper coins just now.
Next to this stall is an old Taoist man with a goatee beard who is releasing marriage lottery for people. He is wearing an old Taoist robe that is badly mended. It is obviously not a Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain. On the small table is a large green bamboo stick , Let the guests draw lots, and then sign to receive the money.
Xu Fengnian looked up, and was a little surprised that the business of this stall was booming. There were no fewer than thirty or forty believers waiting for the lottery. The old Taoist and old god were sitting behind the table, squinting their eyes and twisting their beards. The guests on the opposite side of the table were A graceful young woman, probably a pilgrim who came all the way from Jiangnan Road to burn incense in Wudang Mountain. Although she is not tall, her face is a little immature, but her chest is heavy. The old Taoist raised her buttocks calmly and slightly , conveniently glanced at her waist, tsk tsk, such a slender waist, he was worried that she would break her waist in a single blow.
Xu Fengnian was unavoidably slanderous. When he was down and down, he had done this kind of moneyless business, but where did he come across such a good time, he often waited until the bustling temple fair was over, and there were no hands-on guests.
Seeing Xu Fengnian's expression, the woman laughed softly in her spare time: "My lord, although this Elder Wu is not a Wudang Taoist, but now he is around a hundred miles away, and everyone has heard that his marriage lottery is extremely effective, so I will see it with my own eyes. Many daughters from Liangzhou made a special trip to draw lots. Some people even came to give money to Elder Wu after their wish was fulfilled. At most, one person had ten taels of silver. Sincerity is spiritual."
Xu Fengnian took a mouthful of Wudangchun sesame seed cakes, and said angrily: "If I set up a lottery booth here to ask for money, I would be willing to spend my money and hire some women to act. Over time, it will not work."
The woman couldn't laugh or cry. As a widowed gentleman, she was more curious than expected to go to the next door to draw lots. After hearing this young guest's bragging, she couldn't say anything harsh, so she said: "Master, you are really... Loves to tell jokes."
Xu Fengnian laughed it off.
The little lady with a slender waist and a magnificent chest shook out a lottery, held it in her hand, looked down timidly, a little dazed, reached out to hand the marriage lottery, and asked delicately, "Master Dao, what is the solution to this lottery?" ?”
She may be a woman from a family of great masters. When handing in the lottery, she only carefully clamped the tail with her fingers. She felt a little regretful that the old Taoist priest who didn't take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the lottery, looked down at the lottery in her hand, and raised her head solemnly. Glancing at her, he picked up the teapot and took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said slowly: "'Again, Sike.' This is twenty-eight lottery."
The little lady was uneasy and waited for the next article.
The old Taoist smiled slightly, "Don't worry, girl, although it is not the best lottery for Shangji, it is also a good lottery for Shangping. It means that if you can't ask for the person you like once, don't be discouraged, there will always be a bright future." day."
The little lady, whose forehead was already dripping with sweat, was relieved, and she was full of smiles. The old Taoist almost became infatuated with her rare and graceful style in Beiliang.
The little lady asked the servant girl beside her to take out an extra one hundred copper coins, and turned to leave happily.
The next guest was a burly young man. He grabbed the stick and shook it vigorously. After dropping a stick, he grabbed it and slammed it on the table, "Look what it is!"
The old Taoist's eyelids trembled, he picked up the bamboo stick with a straight face, and said concisely: "'Fei Changfang can't stop loving you', sixteen lots, let's sign."
The young man was stunned, and said angrily: "Even the 28th lottery of that little girl is Shangping, why is the 16th lottery of my father a shitty lottery, bastard! Are you looking for cuts?!"
The old Taoist turned a deaf ear to this, and slightly shifted his gaze, "The next one."
The young man said angrily, "I don't give money!"
The old Taoist really deserves to be the fairy elder who does not eat fireworks in the world, and said indifferently: "The poor Taoist interprets the lottery for others. There is a rule. No matter whether the sign is good or bad, you must believe it. If you don't believe it, just leave. The poor man The way is never difficult.”
The young man was obviously taken aback, his aura suddenly dropped, and he asked, "What is this Fei Changfang?"
The old Taoist sneered and said, "It's a well-known Taoist immortal in the Dafeng Dynasty!"
The old man paused for a while, with a serious expression on his face, he said in a deep voice: "This Master Fei is also a close friend with the Patriarch of our school in the poor way, and in the end they met and flew up together. ah."
The young man was stunned, and finally he obediently took out a hundred copper coins, put it gently on the table, and left sadly full of worries.
After this kind of incident, the old Taoist priest showed his demeanor, so that the dilapidated Taoist robe on his body seemed to have a sense of vicissitudes of life.
From the beginning to the end, Xu Fengnian was quite impressed. The old liar is indeed a bit of a virtuoso. He became more and more interested in watching the excitement, and then the signatures of the guests who asked for a lottery were relatively ordinary. "Snow", like a young hero who asked for a "light spring knife like soil", and the subsequent "I can't bear to look at the green temples, but I meet a guest with yellow clothes", are all excerpted from the popular "Snow on the Head". Good sentence. It is not said that in the early years, the noble ladies in Liyang Palace all liked Touchangxue very much. Not only that, even the names of the three lyric cards of Beimang Chess and Sword Yuefu all chose Touchangxue's original name. Novel brand name. It is conceivable that if Wang Chudong appeared in the Central Plains Shilin, he would be the first-class guest.
Every time he heard a familiar word, Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes and smiled, and finally became a little dazed. He remembered that there was a woman who married thousands of miles away, and she was the most infatuated with this book.
Xu Fengnian sighed and was about to get up when he squatted back quickly.