When Shi Qianzhang left, Mou Yue also had to go first to check and accept the various arrangements of Wang Sheng''s future foothold. The lively courtyard was quiet again.


    Wang Sheng sent people back. When he passed Huilongguan, he couldn''t help stopping, as if he were looking for the old book stand.


    It was here that I carried two suitcases, with a little loss and vision for the future, I met the Taoist priest who was sleeping in a chair.


    I''m afraid not many people know that he is now a well-known unspoken young man. In addition to practicing Taoism, he often made a living selling "Wulin secrets" and "holy spring of Wudang Mountain".


    This is a real turning point in your life.


    That morning, when I met master here for the second time, master Qingyanzi had already cleaned up, put on a brand-new Taoist robe, took a bath, and immediately returned to the peak of beauty.


    At that time, master actually wanted to take himself as an apprentice. He must have been worried that he only came to the mountain to practice after reading novels.


    After all, at that time, the vitality of heaven and earth had not been restored, and their inheritance was almost broken. Only Shifu and elder martial sister were left to maintain it.


    I met master, and master also met his apprentice.


    Everything seems to hide some kind of fate, but the saying of fate is too complex and difficult for people to ponder.


    After sweeping his sleeves, Wang Sheng walked towards the path not far away, picked up the steps, touched the scenery and remembered the situation when he took this road for the first time.


    I remember I was very nervous at that time. I was afraid of being disliked by the tianbang boss of the future


    Walking and stopping on this mountain road, Wang Sheng appreciates the scenery of Wudang Mountain. Although he is very familiar with it, he will still feel another kind of suitable.


    In front of the courtyard, Wang Sheng suddenly couldn''t take a step.


    When I go in and come out again this time, I will say goodbye to this small yard.


    Although the school has no plans to "recruit students" from abroad, their school can''t always be under the name of Wudang Mountain. It should also have its own mountain.


    If you want to set up a mountain gate again, it''s most suitable to go to Zhongnan mountain, but with Xilian, an unstable big man, you always want to avoid a place with many people.


    Since he went up the mountain at the age of 17, the spring, autumn and frost have taken turns. The young man has now moved forward with his sword and understood the way and way in the future.


    When she was out of her mind, mu wanxuan came out of the main house with some clothes, let Wang Sheng turn from reverie and step into the courtyard.


    "Elder martial sister, please help me with my luggage. Before I leave, I want to sweep the yard."


    "Good!"


    Mu wanxuan answered with a smile and walked lightly around. She put aside half of her suitcase and began to pack Wang Sheng''s clothes, shoes and socks.


    Wang Sheng looked up. Sister Hu Banxian was sitting under the eaves where she often meditated. Her fiber legs overlapped under the Luo skirt. Her eyes were staring at the distant sky. There was a little more ethereal in her charm.


    What she looked at should be the location of the sword sect.


    I don''t know whether the existence of such a close immortal can overcome the radian of the earth''s surface and see Dajian mountain at a glance.


    Picking up the broom, Wang Sheng began to clean the already clean small yard.


    The central area of the courtyard was obviously lower than the four sides, which was slowly stepped down when Wang Sheng practiced his sword; Especially at the time when we just gathered together, sometimes we couldn''t control Zhenyuan when practicing sword. The Seven Star step often "exerted too much force".


    Now his elegant Seven Star step was slowly poured out with sweat. It''s not easy to think of all kinds of hardships here.


    As long as you choose the right way, a hard work will have a harvest.


    As if to sweep away the traces of his presence here, Wang Sheng slowly cleaned up the courtyard, and the old situation constantly emerged from the bottom of his heart.


    On a winter night, it was snowing heavily. I practiced my sword in the snow. Elder martial sister sat on the threshold and was in a quiet trance;


    In the scorching summer, I sat in the hot sun to understand and practice. I was more energetic than myself. I had to understand a few words of the pure Yang immortal formula, but I fell into the inferior. I thought hard for a long time and didn''t get an inch of skill.


    When he reached a corner, Wang Sheng saw a pile of wooden swords that he had worn out.


    Most of these wooden swords were made by master for himself, and he was very distressed when he broke them; But master always said that there was nothing wrong. He soon went to steal cutting and made two or three more for himself.


    At first, Wang Sheng simply thought that his school was too poor to use an iron sword;


    Later, when I got to a little level, I realized that master wanted to understand the sword itself at the beginning, not the sword itself as a weapon.


    It''s the greatest blessing of my life to worship under the master''s door.


    Without the unreserved teaching and meticulous care of master Qing Yanzi, how could we have ourselves in today''s virtual Dan realm?


    Therefore, when master was seriously injured before, he was almost out of control and full of anger.


    Young people are always impulsive. If they are impulsive for their master, senior sister and their family, even if they pay a price for it, Wang Sheng will not have any regret.


    "Huh?"


    Wang Sheng''s eyes lit up and saw that two of those wooden swords didn''t seem to be damaged.


    He bent over and picked up the two wooden swords. His fingers brushed the lines on the wooden swords and looked at the unfinished hilt with a little more warmth.


    This should be the wooden sword that Shifu didn''t finish. Maybe Shifu didn''t expect to break through the realm so quickly at that time. He temporarily stopped making these two wooden swords and went to get himself a special Sabre for square Tai Chi Sword Dance


    Putting down the broom, Wang Sheng walked to the center of the yard with a wooden sword, thinking about the situation when Shifu first showed himself the seven star sword technique.


    At that time, I was shocked by master''s sword technique; Obviously, the vitality of heaven and earth has not recovered. Shifu can take a picture with his sword. He really shocked himself.


    When the sword came out, the wooden sword made a slight howl. Wang Sheng restrained Zhenyuan and recalled his initial feeling of practicing sword moves. A set of seven star sword array was slowly used.


    Although he was looking for the feeling of that year and recalling the situation of that year, Wang Sheng''s level of Kendo is not low now, and there can be no more astringent pause between moves.


    Stepping on the Seven Star step, I don''t pursue change or speed this time. I just walk slowly according to the basic walking position of the Seven Star step and move with the wooden sword in my hand.


    Without much thought, Wang Sheng was immersed in his memories and the joy of using the seven star sword array for the first time. The smile at the corners of his mouth was quiet and relaxed. The moves of the wooden sword were gentle and soft, emitting a faint light light spirit.


    Eh?


    On the roof, she blinked at the distracted Xi Lian in the distance, looked down at the sword dancing figure in the yard, and was a little surprised in her eyes.


    Just a breeze blew across the courtyard, and Wang Shengchang carried it forward. The wooden sword seemed to blend into the wind and fluctuated slowly with the breeze.


    When the breeze blew, Wang Sheng''s sword array was just finished. He held the wooden sword flat in the middle of the yard and quietly realized the various gains in his heart


    The sword moves from the hand, the hand moves from the mind, and the mind grows with the Tao.


    Kendo is my way, on the contrary, my way is the way of sword.


    For me, sword is not only the medium between me and Tao, but also the manifestation of Tao in my hands, but also the Tao itself


    Shaoqing, Wang Sheng sighed gently.


    This sigh, there is a little regret, there is a little satisfaction, and it is similar to the relief after loosening the knot.


    When the sigh continued, Wang Sheng''s body was filled with mysterious Taoist rhyme. Although it was only two seconds, his own Taoist realm took a step forward.


    Since then, the hidden danger of forcibly improving his cultivation to the middle stage of Xudan in the past few months has been erased by the improvement of the Taoist realm, and Wang Sheng will not encounter bottlenecks and obstacles for the time being.


    He opened his eyes and stared at the wooden sword in his hand. Wang Sheng smiled and threw the wooden sword back to its original position. He saw that the elder martial sister was coming from the house with a suitcase and hurried to meet it.


    The mysterious Taoist rhyme around the body suddenly dissipated.


    "I''ll come, elder martial sister."


    "Well," Mu wanxuan naturally relaxed and handed the suitcase to Wang Sheng.


    More than ten minutes later.


    Mu wanxuan and Xi Lian waited outside. Wang Sheng checked everywhere again and closed the door tightly. Then he came out with his suitcase.


    After closing the gate of the courtyard, Wang Sheng stepped back two steps and bowed to the courtyard. Then he turned and chased Xi Lian and elder martial sister who had begun to go down the mountain.


    At the end of this mountain path, Gao Shixing waited quietly with several Taoist leaders. Naturally, he came to see Wang Sheng off.


    Zhou Yinglong didn''t want the sadness of parting to affect his Tao heart. He hid and didn''t meet again.


    Wang Sheng was afraid that Xi Lian and his elder martial sister would wait too long. He used his footwork and rushed over first. He talked to several Taoist elders. Gao Shixing just asked Wang Sheng not to neglect his Kendo practice and would continue to compete with Wang Sheng in the future.


    Several road leaders took them outside the mountain gate and watched them get on the vehicle arranged by the investigation team before turning back to the mountain.


    "Finally, I have to say goodbye to Wudang for the time being."


    Wang Sheng sat in the co pilot''s seat and looked at the gate of Wudang Mountain. He smiled freely and thoughtlessly.


    In the back seat, Xi Lian and mu wanxuan have leaned together and started playing games together to fight for customs clearance speed. They will never be lonely all the way.


    Just as Wang Sheng left Wudang Mountain


    I don''t know how many meters below the bottom of Pingdu mountain, the towering city in the central area of "xiaodifu".


    It is not dark in the underground. There are faint yellow lights everywhere and dark Yin Qi everywhere.


    The big city is empty, and in the center of the big city is a rift valley. Ghosts cry incessantly under the rift valley, and eleven halls are suspended in the "sky" above the rift valley.


    Suddenly, within a thousand miles, the dark and Yin Qi kept surging, and a long howl came from a hall suspended above the rift valley, which contained endless reluctance and pain.


    A white shadow passed by very quickly, flew out of a hall suspended in the air, and rushed to another towering temple


    ……


    (end of Volume III)