Chapter 325
Chapter 320

Early the next morning, Shen Lian went to Wudang Mountain with Ding Yin. Dugu Bushan didn't want to come, but Ding Yin forcibly pulled him in. Although he never showed mercy, Dugu Bushan came to find He is Ding Yin, and now he doesn't have time to learn from each other, so Ding Yin naturally doesn't want to leave people alone, that's too immoral.

They drove off at five o'clock in the morning, and when Shen Lian and the others arrived at the Tai Chi Hall of Wudang School, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

The Wudang School is not located in the Wudang Mountain Scenic Area. Strictly speaking, the Wudang School located in the scenic area can only be regarded as the outer school of the Wudang School. In fact, most of the Chinese martial arts schools prefer to practice hard work in seclusion. But Wudang Mountain is a Taoist holy place, so it would be inappropriate to close the mountain. There are so many gods and gods enshrined on the mountain, how can it be proper not to let people come to worship and worship incense?

In order to solve this problem, the predecessors of Wudang Mountain gave up the idea of ​​closing the mountain, and chose to separate an outer door for secular believers to worship, and by the way, carry forward the spirit of Wudang, thus forming the current situation, the outer door every day There are endless streams of pilgrims and believers, while the inner sect also maintains a state of leisure and self-study, spotless in the world.

"Then what, wait for me..."

Arriving outside the Taiji Hall, Ding Yingui looked around in a casual manner, then left behind this sentence, and ran into the main hall.

After a while, Ding Yin appeared in front of Shen Lian and the others again, but why does he still look like a trendy boy now?Dressed in a white Taoist robe, he is already the same as the brothers in the door, exuding an elegant fairy air all over his body.

"You... the speed of changing clothes is quite fast..."

Shen Lian laughed and said, while Dugu Bushan gave a cold snort of disdain, as if mocking Ding Yin's pretentiousness.

Ding Yin didn't pay any attention to this, at the moment the Taoist priest He Chun was not in the Taiji Hall, under Ding Yin's guidance, Shen Lian and Dugu Bushan came to the door of a hut in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, where the famous Wudang Mountain Crane Daoist Chun is living here in seclusion at this time.

Because of the presence of Ding Yin, the chief disciple, the three of them traveled smoothly all the way.

"Master, Junior Brother Shen Lian of the Taiji Sect and Sanxiu Dugu Bushan came to pay a visit."

Although he was always joking and joking, Ding Yin didn't dare to talk anymore in front of his master. He bowed obediently and waited for his master's response.

"come in."

There was an angry voice from inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Yin went into the room first, handed in the greeting card, and then came out again, leading Shen Lian and Dugu Bushan in.

"Greetings to Master He Chun (senior)."

When they came to the inside of the bamboo house, Shen Lian and Dugu Bushan respectfully saluted as juniors to Taoist He Chun.

This well-known master of martial arts at home and abroad was looking at Shen Lian and his two juniors with fluttering beards at this time, nodded and said:

"Monk Yuanhui said before that Junior Brother Jinhua's apprentice is a young man who is rare to see in a hundred years. At that time, I didn't believe it. I thought he was exaggerating. It's terrible after seeing him..."

Daoist He Chun waved his hand to signal Shen Lian and the others to sit down. Those who came were guests, and Daoist He Chun didn't have the habit of relying on his elders.

Shen Lian and Dugu Bushan bowed to thank them, and then sat down. As the contemporary No. 1 recognized by the Central Plains martial arts, Taoist He Chun, among the younger generations like Shen Lian, already respected him like a god in his heart.

As the ultimate powerhouse of the perfect realm of refining Qi and transforming gods, including his great reputation in the martial arts of China and island countries when he was young, they are all myths in the hearts of warriors of Shen Lian's generation.

"Senior has praised you, in front of you, there is no one who is handsome or not, just an ignorant child."

Shen Lian was terrified and did not dare to accept Taoist He Chun's praise safely.

"Master, Junior Brother Shen Lian is here to inquire about the Asura Sect. Recently, a group of unknown martial artists have appeared, as if they emerged from the cracks in the rocks. Untraceable, Uncle Chen speculates that it may be People from Shuramen."

Seeing that the master was about to start chatting with him again, Ding Yin hurriedly interrupted and diverted the topic to the right path. My master has always had this habit. When people come to see him, they just focus on chatting and forget the reason for their visit.

"Asura Sect??? Daoist He Chun caressed his two white beards and fell into deep thought."

Obviously, he was recalling everything about Shuramen in his mind, while Shen Lian and the others were sitting upright, waiting for Taoist He Chun to answer.

"About Shuramen, Master is quite clear about it. Although I have heard a little bit, I don't know the key point. It is rumored that Asuramen is only hidden from the world again and has not been destroyed. In fact, it is correct. In the past, Master and When the master was chatting, he revealed a little bit, as for what they intend to do when they come back out of the rivers and lakes, I really don't know what the old man is."

Daoist He Chun shook his head while talking, obviously he was a little regretful that he couldn't help Shen Lian and the others.

"Master Hechun, Shen Lian dares to ask Master Zhengyi to find out what happened?"

Hearing Taoist Hechun saying that he didn't know, Shen Lian asked if he could go to Master Zhengyi to ask.

"Ask...Of course I can ask. It's about the safety of that little girl and the hidden dangers of the martial arts. It's okay for the master to talk about it, but..."

Daoist Hechun said with a wry smile. His master, who has always been a god and a dragon, has become an old god, let alone Shen Lian who wants to find him, and Daoist Hechun who wants to see him. It all depends on chance...

"It's just that the patriarch loves fugue. He often appears suddenly, or disappears suddenly. He is untraceable and elusive. If we want to find him, we may not be able to help..."

Ding Yin spoke, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Lian's stunned expression. Just about to ask what was going on, he subconsciously turned his head to look at where Shen Lian was looking, and then , he also stood on the spot blankly.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the so-called ancestor of Wudang Mountain who sees the head and tail of the dragon, happened to appear behind Daoist Hechun at this time, and noticed the expression of the big guy, and Daoist Hechun also realized that something was wrong , turned around and saw the master appeared, and immediately got up and bowed.

"He Chun pays homage to Master!"

Daoist He Chun began to salute as he spoke, Shen Lian and the others were stunned at this moment, and hurriedly followed Daoist He Chun to pay homage to this true god who had lived for more than 100 years.

"Get up, get up, Xiao Chunchun, what are you talking about here, why did I hear about Shuramen?"

As soon as the sudden appearance of Zhenyi Zhengyi spoke, Shen Lian and the others were stunned again...

(End of this chapter)

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