The First Sword of the Earth

　　 From the breath of these Maoshan disciples inadvertently, and the long flowing hair, it can be judged that their cultivation level should be good...

　　Wang Sheng thought it was these Maoshan disciples who really couldn't stand the eating behavior of their senior sisters, and wanted to stop the loss in time for their own school, but he didn't expect that the other party was quite grand and didn't mention it.

　　 I heard a young female Taoist ask softly: "The four Taoist leaders have invited me, I don't know which Taoist inheritance the four are?"

　　 The four also bowed their hands in return, and Meng Hong said in a warm voice: "We followed our respective masters to cultivate the Taoism in Wudang Mountain."

"Oh, it turned out to be some Taoist leaders in Wudang," the young man who took the lead couldn't help but look disappointed, but still smiled gently, and bowed his hands. Where, I still look at Haihan."

　　 Although Meng Hong was a little puzzled, he just nodded slightly and said: "Nothing."

　　 Which one is this?

　　 Simply come over and say hello?

　　 However, when the four of them passed by the five Maoshan disciples, Wang Sheng heard a few whispers from the other two young Taoist priests...

　　 "Why are the Wudang disciples coming over to join in the fun? Now they are all cultivating Taoism and enlightenment, they still want to play swords and punches?"

　　 "Don't say that. Wudang Taoism also has its own unique features, but it does not fit the general trend in the future."

　　 "Senior Brother Yunzhi still wants to find the magical Fuluo who is looking for the Heavenly Master Tao to learn from him. It seems that he is going to be defeated."

　　 I was looking for someone to learn from...

　　 Wang Sheng smiled, and the discussion about the two Maoshan male disciples really didn't take it to heart.

　　 felt that the handsome young man in the lead seemed a bit familiar, maybe he was also a celebrity he had seen on the Internet in his previous life.

　　 But before Wang Sheng had time to move forward, he suddenly caught a slight air disturbance next to him, and he just caught a glimpse of two...steamed dumplings flying out of his sight? !

　　 "hiss—"

"what!"

　　 Not far behind, two of the five Maoshan disciples staggered forward, then immediately clutched the back of their heads, turned around and glared.

　　 "Who is hurting people with secret arrows!"

　　Wang Sheng glanced at his senior sister, but saw Mu Wanxuan's casually lowering her head and nibbling on the sweet potato in her hand, and winking at him.

　　 "Hurry up."

　　 Wang Sheng greeted in a low voice. Mu Wanxuan followed her junior brother with a smile. Meng Hong and Hao Ling still turned their heads to look over there in confusion, but they followed Wang Sheng's urging and followed them quickly.

　　 I’ve done something bad and don’t run away, stay here for a fight...

　　Wang Sheng and the others have not gone too far, two Maoshan disciples who were attacked by Mu Wanxuan shouted angrily there:

　　 "Who is it? Don't you dare to recognize it!"

　　 "What kind of ability to use a secret arrow to hurt people! If you don't see my Maoshan disciple, please come out for advice or two!"

　　 The back of the head is considered to be a vital part of the human body. Suddenly, they were attacked, and the two of them almost fell to their knees after being beaten...

　　As a disciple of the Maoshan School, at this time, like a little monk in the foundation-building period, several Taoists in Maoshan said "the tide of the times"!

　　 At the foot of Maoshan, he was attacked!

　　 The two young Taoist priests were naturally very annoyed.

　　 His eyes were irritated, and his mouth was eloquent, and he kept searching the surroundings.

　　 These five Maoshan disciples were headed by the slender young Taoist priest in the middle, who Wang Sheng felt familiar with.

　　 This person has a clean face and a pair of peach eyes, but the male and female faces are not feminine at all. The light is introverted, and the eyebrows are full of Taoism. It seems that he was born to be a piece of jade for cultivating the Tao.

　　His surname is Liu, the Taoist name is Yunzhi, and he went up the mountain since he was a child. When he was a boy, he traveled with his master to many famous mountains and rivers to practice spiritual practice.

　　 After the vitality of heaven and earth began to recover, Liu Yunzhi's cultivation was also advancing, and now he has surpassed many Taoist masters for 30 to 40 years, and he has high hopes from the highest-ranking Taoists in Maoshan.

　　 Liu Yunzhi was originally the leader of the younger generation in Maoshan, and he has a higher prestige in Maoshan.

　　 As soon as he opened his mouth, he had already shouted a few voices and attracted the attention of the two Maoshan disciples who were watching.

　　 "Are the two juniors injured?"

　　 "This...not at all. I don't know if I was hit by something, I almost fell."

　　 Liu Yunzhi chuckled lightly, glanced at the direction where Wang Sheng and the four were leaving, bent over and carefully picked up the two steamed dumplings on the ground with dust.

　　 "It's them."

"dumpling?"

　　 A pretty smart girl sighed softly: "What a clever technique, the dumpling skins were not broken, and the two seniors did not leave any injuries. Obviously, the strength was dispersed in a very short time."

　　 The two Maoshan disciples who were beaten looked at each other.

　　 "As expected of Wudang, there are really great people in the younger generation," Liu Yunzhi's eyes flickered lightly, as if he wanted to catch up, but he quickly suppressed the idea and shook his head gently.

　　 Taoism is not for the sake of being competitive, except that he can't bear the too arrogant **** of Longhushan, there is no need to find someone to prove the Taoism.

　　 Liu Yunzhi whispered: "If you two were unobtrusive behind your back, you wouldn't have suffered this. Let's go, don't let people say that we are the cultivators of Maoshan."

　　 "What the brother taught is," the two Maoshan disciples were also embarrassed.

　　 Liu Yunzhi pinched two steamed dumplings and walked aside, put them in the trash can, wiped his palms, and did not say much, and took the junior and senior sisters on the way back to the mountain.

　　...

　　 didn't find it?

　　Wang Sheng thought he was going to'discuss' with someone in the morning, but the other party just cursed a few words and didn't catch up, which made him feel a little surprised.

　　 But no matter what, it’s better to do more than to do less. It’s always good to keep a low profile.

　　 After having breakfast at a congee shop, when the four of them returned, the four or five delegations who had settled in the hotel had already assembled.

　　 I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional whether the Taoist leaders of several other schools, Wudang and his party seemed to be isolated, and no Taoist leaders came to talk about it.

　　 Several other famous mountain Daocheng delegations living in the same hotel, on the contrary, many familiar Dao leaders greeted each other a few words, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

The venue for the 　　 exchange meeting is not in the Maoshan Dojo, the mountain is quiet, and it is really noisy for hundreds of people to gather together.

　　 As usual, this kind of exchange meeting is held in an indoor gymnasium under the mountain.

　　 After getting in the car, the elder sister looked at Wang Sheng's face serious, thinking that he was angry about her sudden action during breakfast. The phone was handed to Wang Sheng's eyes, and there was a pitiful little loli on the screen.

　　 "What's the matter?" Wang Sheng asked, somewhat puzzled.

　　 Mu Wanxuan flicked her finger gently, and the picture on the screen turned into a little Lolita tilting her head, with a series of question marks next to her.

　　 The most commonly used emoticon series by sisters.

　　 Wang Sheng smiled and said, "I was thinking that we might have a little trouble in today's exchange meeting."

　　 "Huh?" Mu Wanxuan blinked, waiting for Wang Sheng to continue.

　　 Zhou Yinglong and the four of them were sitting in the back row. At this time, they couldn't help but join the topic and asked Wang Sheng what trouble he would encounter.

　　 "I'm not sure," Wang Sheng glanced at the several Taoist leaders in front of him, and smiled: "We always feel that Wudang Mountain is about to be criticized by other big sects."

　　 Senior Sister Hao Ling chuckled, Meng Hong and Zhao Zhao were a little puzzled, but Zhou Yinglong shrugged indifferently.

　　 Zhou Yinglong smiled and said, "You don’t know, Junior Brother Wang, our Wudang is really targeted by several schools."

　　Wang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Oh? Daomen have been in the same vein for two thousand years. This era is a society under the rule of law. What old grievances can each family have?"

Zhou Yinglong sighed: "When you could only practice martial arts before, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, we have been in Wudang for hundreds of years, and it is always a lot of illusions. But this is not a big deal, at most. Even if someone ran on with words, everyone still focused on harmony."

　　 This statement was something that Wang Sheng had never heard before.

　　 But when you think about it carefully, how famous Wudang was in the "Wulin" before. The name of Wudang has always been the same as the "North Shaolin" instead of Huashan and Maoshan.

　　 At this time, the vitality of the world is restored, the Taoism gradually prospered, and the decline of Wudang's status is also reasonable and in sight.

　　 No wonder, the older generation of masters on Wudang Mountain did not come, Li Shiwu, the head of foreign affairs, would beg for the door of a famous Taoist master like his master.

　　 Mu Wanxuan poked Wang Sheng in the arm, and the phone was raised in front of Wang Sheng. On the screen was an animation illustration, and a **** female warrior held up the broken sword in her hand.

　　 Looking at the sister again, those eyes are full of pride and a sense of collective honor...

　　 Let's go, my next character is to be optimistic about the senior sister, don't let her suddenly rush out, slap the senior expert to death with a few slaps.

　　 The bus drove for more than ten minutes and arrived at the destination. Hundreds of men, women and children in Taoist gowns and practice clothes gathered together, and the scene was quite spectacular.

　　 The gymnasium is completely open to the public today. Tickets are free, but those who enter the stadium are not allowed to make a loud noise.

　　Wang Sheng took the senior sister into the Wudang Mountain delegation, keeping a low profile all the way.

　　 Although there are a lot of Kundao female cultivators today, and Mu Wanxuan pulled up her hair and put on her Taoist clothes, her face and her unconcealable aura still attracted a lot of attention.

　　 The north grandstand of the gymnasium was divided into more than ten areas. Dozens of Maoshan disciples led the delegations from the mountains to enter in order.