Wudang Xiaodao Boy

Chapter 1 Crossing Wudang
My name is Feng Buzui.

I was struck by lightning.

I was struck by this damn lightning and passed through!

I was just rushing home on an afternoon of lightning and thunder.

It's going to rain soon, who doesn't take two steps and go home quickly, right?
Seeing that I was about to get home, I took a breather and took a rest on the open space in front of the house, looked at the sky, and felt lucky that I was not drenched by the rain.

Just when I was in a relationship with God, a bolt of lightning struck down and hit the door directly. The strike was really accurate!
When I regained consciousness, I found that I had become a newborn child.

My current consciousness appears in the brain of an orphan whose parents starved to death when he was born, and my cries attracted a passing Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest saw that I was pitiful, so he took me back to the Taoist temple where the Taoist priest lived.

I have lived in this Taoist temple for five years, and my life is not bad, but I have no wine, no meat to eat, and I am quite depressed.

By the way, the Taoist temple where I live is located on Wudang Mountain, and the founder of the mountain is Zhang Sanfeng!Yes, that is the founder of the Wudang faction!He is still alive, probably in his 90s.

Based on this, I deduce that I should have traveled to the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. My history is not particularly good. I probably know the Red Scarf Army, Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang, etc. It is a troubled time.

In troubled times, what should I do?Go down the mountain to hug Zhu Yuanzhang's thigh?Forget it, I was an ordinary social animal in my previous life. I could neither lead an army nor govern a country.

Besides, it was not peaceful to work under Zhu Yuanzhang. When Zhu Yuanzhang was in power, it seemed that batches of officials died.

Even if Zhu Yuanzhang died, his son and grandson would fight again.If you stand on the wrong team a little bit, your life will be lost.

I'll just stay on the mountain, there is food and drink, it seems that the emperors of all dynasties are not bad to Wudang Mountain, it seems that it is not bad to stay on the mountain and watch the world change, eat and wait for death.

So I became more and more lazy. I am already five years old. I have neither worshiped Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice as a teacher, nor become a third-generation Wudang disciple. ...

"A Niu! Wake up! Wake up!" A well-dressed Taoist boy vigorously pushed a young boy of his age next to him.

"En, um, go! Go! Go! Go aside!" A Niu turned over and showed his bare back to the little Taoist boy, snoring loudly and fell asleep again.

"Oh! Don't sleep anymore! Today is the day when Seventh Master Uncle selects martial arts disciples!" Xiao Daotong kept nagging on the sidelines.

The immature little hand pushed it, but it didn't work.The little Daoist was also in a hurry, lifted the quilt directly, and said, "Huh! Damn Niu! A few days ago, I told me that I want to learn martial arts to strengthen my body. If I wake you up today, I will definitely blame me in the future." of……"

...A Niu is me, and I am A Niu. In order to live longer and to pass some boring time, some time ago I learned that Zhang Sanfeng's seventh apprentice, Mo Shenggu, was going to take an apprentice, so I signed up as soon as I got excited. , No, today is the selection day...

Muttering in his mouth that Xiao Daotong was not slow to start, he was small and strong, and he lifted the quilt all at once, exposing A Niu's fat little buttocks to the air, this Xiaodaotong was also clever, and he easily covered the surrounding area. All the windows were open, and gusts of cold air came in.

"Ah!" Ah Niu, who was lying on the bed, sneezed, and was completely drowsy from the chilly wind. While cursing Xiao Daotong, he put on his clothes.

... I was also in a daze, why did I suddenly become interested in martial arts?Although I yearn for the life of a hero, if I have to get up so early every day in the future, what fun is there in life?It's better to pray that Mo Shenggu can't choose me...

A Niu was arranging his clothes sleepily, grabbed a towel, wiped his face twice, and went out with another little boy. What can't be said seems to be the sense of stability and vicissitudes of adults.

After walking for a while, A Niu and Xiao Daotong came to an open space. There were twenty or thirty children standing scattered on it. Everyone was about the same age. The older one was only seven or eight years old, and the younger one was four or five years old look like.

However, people dress up differently. Some of them look like little Taoist boys in green cloth Taoist robes, just like A Niu. There are about seven or eight such children.

These children are all orphans. They were brought up by the Wudang faction when they were doing chivalrous work at the foot of the mountain. They were raised in the Wudang faction since they were young.

There are also a few children who are also wearing green robes, but the texture is obviously much better than that of Ah Niu. They are wearing thin-soled fast boots, and their bodies are much taller than other Taoist boys. There are four or five such children. Formed into a ball, all of them looked arrogant and arrogant.

These people are all the children of Wudang sect elders or second-generation disciples, and they already have some foundation, which can be used after strict training.

The remaining children have all kinds of clothes, their complexion is dark, and their arms are much thicker than others.

After looking around, Ah Niu understood that these should be common people from the nearby mountains, and because of their excellent aptitude, they were selected as Wudang lay disciples.

The ones with better clothes should be the children of martial arts families or rich people.Those with poor clothes should be children from poor families nearby. They all want to learn some skills in the Wudang School so that they can become famous in the future.

More than 20 children gathered together, and they were also playing and messing around, but they were generally divided into several groups according to their clothes, and occasionally looked at other camps with curious eyes.

Ah Niu and the others are alright, but there is something wrong with the eyes of the children from the rich family and the children from the poor family. Although they cannot be said to be full of hostility, they look down on each other, and there is a sense of rivalry. strong.

...It seems that there are classes everywhere!But it doesn't matter to me, I haven't woken up yet!I'm only five years old, growing my body is the most important thing, hurry up and finish the selection, go back to bed quickly...

At this moment, two people came out from the side arch, the first one was white and beardless, Xiao Daotong who was with A Niu told him in a low voice that this person was Mo Shenggu.

Coming out from behind Mo Shenggu was a middle-aged man with a slightly plump body, about 40 to [-] years old, with a few white hairs on his ears and temples, a kind face, smiling all the time, wearing a A dressier robe.

If you were in another place, you would still think that the middle-aged man in front of you is a rich man, but on Wudang Mountain, there are only a few people who can be respected by Mo Shenggu, and amidst the whispers of others, Ah Niu Got it, this person is Zhang Sanfeng's first disciple to send Zhang, the current head teacher of Wudang - Song Yuanqiao.

I saw that Song Yuanqiao was dragging a five or six-year-old child in his hands. The child had two pigtails tied on his head, and on his pink and tender face, two dark eyes were rolling around, very lively and cute. .People can't help but want to get close.

"That child is Song Zhangjiao's son, Song Qingshu, who looks really good-looking." Xiaodaotong said in A Niu's ear again.

"Song Qingshu?" A Niu frowned when he heard the name.

... This name is so familiar, where have you heard it?oh!God!Could it be him?
Song Qingshu, a character in Jin Yong's martial arts novel "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji".

The third generation disciple of the Wudang School is outstanding, although he is outstanding in both civil and martial arts, and has always been dignified and righteous, but when he encounters the word "love", he is in chaos.

Originally a beautiful young man with a bright future and strong martial arts, because he was infatuated with Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of the Emei School, he was jealous of Zhang Wuji who became the leader of the Ming sect after he became famous in the battle of Guangmingding.

Because Song Qingshu was spying on the women's dormitory of the Emei School, he was broken by his uncle Mo Shenggu and fled. After being caught up, he competed with Mo Shenggu in Shigang.

Instigated by Chen Youliang, the elder of the Beggar Gang, he joined the Beggar Gang and was forced to poison Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, but he did not actually take action.Later, he escaped from the Beggar Gang and joined Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei Sect, and learned the Jiuyin White Bone Claw in the martial arts secret book "Nine Yin Scriptures" that Zhou Zhiruo took from the sword.

At the lion slaughter meeting, Yu Lianzhou smashed his skull, and Zhang Wuji rescued him to save his life. Finally, he was executed in Wudang Mountain by his master Zhang Sanfeng.

In A Niu's previous life, although he was not a fan of martial arts, he had read a few of Jin Yong's books. Although he had almost forgotten them, he still had an impression of some of the main pros and villains, and Song Qingshu happened to be one of them. one. ...

A Niu looked at Song Qingshu carefully.

...Could this be the jade-faced Mengchang Song Qingshu who deceived the master and betrayed the master from then on?Also a poor doll.It's not worth ruining yourself for a woman who doesn't love you!Well, it seems that now is not the time to think about this. I don't know if this is the world of "Yi Tian Tu Long", what if it is not?What if it's just a coincidence?

Besides, what about the world of "Yi Tian Tu Long"?I remember that in the book, the Wudang faction did not encounter any major disturbances.

Surrounded by Zhang Wuji, the Wudang faction has always existed without any danger, so what am I worried about?It's better to finish choosing apprentices quickly, let me go back to sleep quickly! ...

Then Song Qingshu saw that A Niu was looking at him all the time, so he gave A Niu a sweet smile and made a cute face at A Niu, so he didn't look like a villain.

... What a lovely child. This Song Qingshu probably grew up under too much pressure. He has never experienced setbacks, which led to a wrong step. Such a cute child, it is a pity to ruin it. It seems that I can help him and let him establish a correct love... Well, it seems to be none of my business, right?I'm only five years old, so it's a bit early to think about it now, isn't it?Why don't you choose an apprentice, I'm so sleepy! ...

I saw Mo Shenggu said loudly: "Today, I want to select people who are suitable for martial arts training from among you, and come into my door, and stand up for me."

He has always had a bold personality, and he was straightforward when speaking to a group of children. Seeing a group of children without rules, crooked and messy, he couldn't help frowning.

"Okay, okay, seventh brother, they are still children, don't scare them." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

"Yes, big brother." Mo Shenggu bowed to Song Yuanqiao, and it was obvious that he respected his senior brother Song very much.

Song Yuanqiao waved his hands with a smile and said, "This is your first time accepting apprentices. If you do it yourself, it doesn't matter how serious it is. I'm afraid it will scare the children. Let me do it!"

Mo Shenggu scratched his head in embarrassment, and silently stepped aside, watching Senior Brother Song choose an apprentice for him.

"Child, come here!" Song Yuanqiao smiled and said to one of the children...

As time passed, it was finally A Niu's turn.A Niu walked up, and felt Song Yuanqiao's big hands touched his ankles, leg bones, pelvis, lumbar spine, ribs, arm bones, etc., and gave him a pulse.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and sighed, "My child, you are not suitable for martial arts."

(End of this chapter)