final catastrophe

Chapter 145 97. Braised Knuckles
Wudang Mountain.

The door was knocked lightly twice, but the people outside the door stopped quickly. He seemed to be familiar with the habits of the people inside.

Therefore, I bent down and placed the wooden tray outside the threshold. The tray is made of ancient pine wood in the mountains, which is a bit rough.

But it can also be distinguished that there are many annual rings, which grow out round after round, silently paying homage to the past. Although it is still clear at this time, it may rot soon, return to dust, and reincarnate again.

Xiao Daotong's eyeballs were rolling, he held up his crooked bun, patted the Tsing Yi Taoist clothes, leaned into the crack of the door, and said inwardly: "Little Master, eat early, it will be cold when it is late." .”

There was a leisurely response from inside the door: "Back off."

"Yes." Xiao Daotong hurriedly replied, then sighed softly, took the untouched food from last night, and left in a hurry.

This place is Yuxu Palace, together with Xuantian Palace, they are the two highest peaks in Wudang. Among them, Xuantian is the residence of the sect leader, and at this time it is the residence of Meng Aiwan.

As for this Yuxu Palace, it has been empty until now, although there are seven heroes in Wudang, none of them can live there.

It's just that at this time, this ancient palace that has been silent for a long time has obviously ushered in a new owner.

Xiao Daotong took a few steps back, and quickly left the circular open area, and arrived at the exit of the downhill, a steep and somewhat dilapidated rocky staircase.

However, he turned his head curiously and looked behind him at the simple and majestic palace. There was only one person in that palace, a legend.

Ever since he was accepted as an apprentice by the head master and became the second generation disciple of Wudang other than the head teacher, he has lived in this Yuxu Palace, but he is very strange, he does not accept disciples, and he does not pay attention to him. Dao Tong lived alone in the palace, meditating every day, as if he was thinking about something.

If the head didn't send himself and Mingyue to deliver meals to him every day, I don't know if he would starve to death.
Thinking about it, Qingfeng stuck out his tongue, then turned his head and looked at the clouds that had just risen in the sky, red as roses, brilliant in an instant.

"Hello."

Suddenly, a cute girl with red lips and white teeth drilled out from behind the big bluestone, with the same hair bun and the same green gown. She turned half of her body, looked in the direction of Yuxu Palace, and said: "That little master didn't do it again yesterday. Do you want to eat?"

"Well, I really don't know what he thinks. He is younger than Uncle Zhang, but he is so old-fashioned. If it were me, I might not be able to stay in the empty Yuxu Palace for a day." Qingfeng said .

Mingyue blinked, and then looked at the cold food in Qingfeng's hand, "Could it be that my little master doesn't like to eat these vegetarian dishes? Let's change some dishes?"

She has ideas.

The little master entered Wudang, he was of the same generation as the head of the sect, and he was also young, even younger than Zhang Shishu, the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes. Since he entered Wudang, Qingfeng Mingyue regarded him as his own family, so he didn't think about eating and drinking , is also worried in my heart.

I thought that when I was hungry, I would eat naturally.

Who would have thought that this little master would not eat or drink for three days and three nights at every turn, he really became a god.

"Then what dishes should I change?" Qingfeng asked.

The two walked side by side and couldn't help but start discussing.

"I think vegetarian food is pretty good." Mingyue expressed her opinion, "Well, what do you think is delicious?"

Qingfeng tentatively said: "Maybe. Braised hoof with rock sugar?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help swallowing, since the last time he saw Master Uncle Sima Jia eating this in his room, he smelled it and thought about it for a month, until one day the master ordered him to go down the mountain to do some business Only then did he find a restaurant to have a good meal.

The fat but not greasy, sweet and rich hooves are really unforgettable for him.

He even wondered for a while why men like women when they grow up, shouldn't it be because they eat hooves every day?
Asked by Mingyue at this time, he frankly said what he thought was the best food, and he was very proud. As soon as this magic weapon came out, the custodian's little master's appetite was whetted.

"Really?" Mingyue was dubious.

The next day, the sky was still full of morning glow.

This time it was Mingyue, she stood in front of the steps at the entrance of Yuxu Palace, leaning against the big bluestone, and asked hesitantly, "Is this possible?"

She was holding a bowl of braised hooves exuding a strong fragrance in her hand.

This is the result of Qingfeng finding the master uncle and fighting all night.

Even the master uncle with the title of "Ghost Talent" said that the taste of the hooves is very good, and the little master will definitely be conquered, so Qingfeng patted his chest and said to the little girl who was about the same age as him in front of him: "It must be possible. "

"Oh." Mingyue puffed her cheeks, and then looked up at the sky-reaching stairs, slowly ascending, on both sides of the bluestone, and there are often apes crying, climbing back and forth in the still green mountains and forests, not afraid of this. Little girl walking on the road.

In addition to the most common vegetarian stir-fried vegetables, mountain mushroom soup, and rice on the tray, there is also a large bowl of braised hoof with rock sugar and a small seasonal fruit.

This was only picked two days before the next month.

The little girl has red lips and white teeth, she is very cute, and she is a bit out of the dust in a Taoist uniform that smells of incense, but her playful eyes have not changed, and her childlike innocence has not disappeared, so she looks more lively, and there is a little bit of hidden ancient spirit Ghost.

If it was a wealthy family, a girl of her age would usually be served by someone else, but at this time on Wudang Mountain, it was her instead.

Even so, her hands are very steady at this time, very careful, for fear of spilling a little.

This is not out of fear, worried about being punished by the little master.

Instead, it's out of genuine respect.

It is sincerely hoped that the little master who is like a big brother can eat something, even a bite.

She couldn't help but think back to the appearance of the little master at the ceremony of accepting disciples on behalf of the real teacher.

Indifferent and silent, he followed proper etiquette from beginning to end, said when he should speak, but was silent when he should not speak. When he was silent, he was very special, like an iceberg that could not be melted. Every "thank you" brought The furthest distance between people.

It makes people feel that he is right in front of them, but they can't touch him anyway, so illusory, so unreal.

Later, Mo Dao led an army of hundreds of thousands of bandits to besiege Wudang, while Zheng Dao galloped to support and confronted the mountain pass.

Seeing that fighting is inevitable, although Wudang disciples are not afraid of fighting evil spirits, they are still very nervous in the face of death and a huge number of enemies.

The witch leader of the Heimu sect is also extremely powerful, she fought against the real person in charge three times, and she didn't lose the wind.

And the Zuo Guardian under her command, as well as the Four Great Dharma Kings, and the envoys from all directions, did not lose the wind at all when confronting the Seven Heroes. In addition, the army of demons, heretics, and bandits brought by her was almost overwhelming. It is also facing an unprecedented crisis.

It is even unknown that the family may be wiped out overnight.

(End of this chapter)