"Luck?"

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes. In his past memory, this word was always vague and incomprehensible, but now it feels as heavy as a mountain when he hears it.

People have destiny, and countries have destiny. Wudang, as a Taoist force not inferior to Longhu Mountain, naturally has its own long-term destiny.

Headmaster Wang Zhonglou smiled lightly, but the expression on his face did not change much: "Mr. Chen, what is the use of luck?"

Chen Jun said calmly: "Create a sect and establish a Taoist tradition!"

"Can Wudang consider it and give you a reply in three days?"

"Can."

Xu Fengnian never expected that a destiny division related to the inheritance of a thousand-year-old sect would be resolved in just a cup of tea and two or three sentences.

After drinking tea, Wang Zhonglou had a good temper and led Chen Jun and Xuanyuan Qingfeng to visit the Wudang Mountain Glazed World scenery, leaving Hong Xixiang and Xu Fengnian looking at each other.

"Would you, Wudang, give the bull rider any money?"

Hong Xixiang smiled, shook his head and walked slowly back to Lotus Peak. He passed by the Three Palaces and Six Temples. Countless Taoist priests, big and small, respectfully called him Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Grandmaster, Grandfather, and Grandmaster. He all responded, and some familiar juniors stopped to chat.

A few sentences.

Walking slowly to Dengxian Cliff, I found the headmaster standing under the Turtle Camel Monument. Hong Xixiang quickened his pace and called out to Senior Brother Wang.

They are already the tallest of their generation on the mountain. In addition, Wudang also has a senior brother named Wang who beats Wudang with a sword and has been silently mastering the sword on the Great Lotus Peak for sixteen years.

Wang Zhonglou, who was as tall as a veteran on the battlefield, saw his junior brother and asked, "What do you think?"

Hong Xixiang frowned and hesitated to speak. Suddenly, more than a dozen red-crowned cranes flew from the sky above his head. The rainbow flowing down from the waterfall was right at his hand, making him look like an immortal in the sky.

After a while, Hong Xixiang said, "I can't see clearly." Wang Zhonglou patted his junior brother on the shoulder, sighed and left.

This junior fellow student of his generation went up to the mountain at the age of five and began to learn yin and yang fortune-telling at the age of eight. Every day he calculated a small calculation, a month and a medium calculation, and calculated the big calculation for the year. Although many of the noble ladies who burned incense at Wudang Mountain made miscalculations.

It's an omission, but the major events in the sect should not be missed.

Only on the second day, Xu Fengnian, who lived in a hut on the mountainside, had already learned that Wudang had agreed to split his fortune by 20%, and it happened so quickly that he didn't even have to wait until the third day.

Although Wudang behaves in the arena as if it is neither fighting nor fighting, as if it is drifting with the crowd, it does not mean that it is unknown and allowed to be bullied. As the state religion of the former dynasty, with a thousand years of heritage, even Longhu Mountain is secretly afraid and dare not make mistakes, and openly

Although Wang Zhonglou, the headmaster of Wudang, was not included in the martial arts review, his reputation as an immortal guiding the way and cutting off the Canglang River was well deserved.

Immortal guides the way to cut down the river?

Canglan River is the largest river in Beiliang.

Even the world's top martial arts masters can do it. What's more, there are nearly a thousand yellow crowns in Wudang, and the spit of one person can make a basin of water.

There were doubts in his heart, but Xu Fengnian had no intention of hiding it. He was in Beiliang anyway, so he simply called everyone over. The prince was not very good at martial arts, but he was very courageous.

I just didn't expect that before I even asked when I sat down, the maid next to me who had been up the mountain recently would be targeted.

"You have good bones, girl. In terms of sword training talent, you are enough to rank among the top three in the world!"

Chen Jun looked at the maid Jiang Ni next to Xu Fengnian. Her face was absolutely beautiful, no less beautiful than Xuanyuan Qingfeng. Although her body seemed to be malnourished and weak, a stubbornness could overflow from her face, and her face was expressionless.

His expression is even worse than that of Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

Jiang Ni snorted coldly, no matter who was sitting on the stone table or what his identity was, he just had a cold and arrogant face and did not give him a good look.

Xu Fengnian murmured in her heart. Looking at Chen Jun's expression, he looked at the maid Jiang Ni up and down, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Chen has fallen in love with this girl. Do you want to accept her as his disciple?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood behind Chen Jun and glanced at Xu Fengnian coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm, as if he was changing his tone to ridicule Xu Fengnian, but the latter laughed and cursed, and his face was as thick as a city wall, so he basically ignored it.

On the stone table, Wang Zhonglou closed his eyes and wandered away, looking like he was sitting back and watching. It would be easy to cause problems when there are too many people, and it is not good to offend anyone. Hong Xi seemed to be drinking the tea he made, looking in a daze, not knowing whether he was there or not.

Thinking of the girl in red.

"Xu Fengnian, can you bear it?"

Chen Jun's eyes immediately fell on Jiang Ni. The clothes were thin and did not fit the body. The broken hair on his face looked a bit messy. He was holding a sharp dagger tightly in his hand. His eyes were as pure as a deer's, but there was also a strange look in his eyes.

Beware of the coldness of ice and snow:

"That's a magic talisman, right? It's said to be worth twelve cities. It's sharp and unrivaled. Even a great master will be wounded if it touches it."

Jiang Ni didn't answer coldly, and moved slightly closer to Xu Fengnian.

"What are you afraid of me doing?"

"To be honest, you look very much like a woman I like." Chen Jun sighed: "You used to be a princess, but now your country has been destroyed and your family has been reduced to a servant. You have many scruples in the face of your enemies. I just want to establish a Taoist sect. Do you want to

Do you want me to be your teacher?"

"Acquire supreme swordsmanship, not only when facing Xu Fengnian, but also when facing Northern Liang King Xu Xiao, you dare to kill him!"

Xu Fengnian twitched the corner of her mouth and laughed loudly: "Mr. Chen is really good at joking. I, a maid, can't even hold a sword steadily. How can I practice swordsmanship? Do you want to take me under your wing?"

Chen Jun said: "You see, even Xu Fengnian wants to bow to us. He has become more respectful to me when he speaks, and has lost his previous frivolity. This is strength."

Chen Jun continued to confuse, and he did remember that when the Sword God Li Chunggang faced Jiang Ni, he was so angry that his raw jade talents were wasted. When he saw her expression slightly moved, he said:

"You can have this kind of strength in less than ten years!"

Xu Fengnian sat across from Chen Jun. He was new to martial arts and could not see anything superfluous. He only felt that he was sitting on the stone bench, unlike the burly Wudang master who was motionless as a mountain, or like Hong Xixiang, whose body was ethereal in the sky.

When people are united, their bodies are just swaying gently with the breeze, and Tao and Dharma are naturally integrated, as if they are close in front of them and yet far away in the horizon.

Chen Jun looked at Xu Fengnian, or looked at Jiang Ni behind Xu Fengnian whose eyes were evasive, stretched out his arm and pointed out.

One finger is a sword!

The wind and thunder are so close!

This finger, no one saw the grace of this sword at first, Xu Fengnian only felt it was boring, the sky was long and silent in the distance.

But Wudang leader Wang Zhonglou had already opened his eyes at this moment, and Hong Xixiang's eyebrows returned to seriousness, and he raised his eyes to look out.

Wudang Glazed World, outside the White Elephant Pond, is formed by the Baizhang Waterfall, the main peak of Wudang Chaotian Dingding. Every spring and summer, thousands of carps jump upstream, which is a great wonder in Wudang.

At this moment.

Wudang Chaotian Waterfall rumbled and was split open at the waist. The sword energy soared into the sky and was released in an instant. Chaotian Waterfall truly faced the sky and flew two hundred feet into the sky against the current.

With such a sword from the legendary Land Sword Immortal, even if there is no Tianhe, it is not difficult to create a countercurrent of the Tianhe!

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