The First Sword of the Earth

　　 On the morning of July 15th, in the central area of ​​the south of Dahua Country, a high-speed train speeding westward steadily, inside the carriage...

　　 "Hiss!"

　　Wang Sheng gently touched his cheek. This bruise was proof that he was beaten by his father yesterday.

　　 Out of the car window, the field is backing quickly.

　　Wang Sheng looked at his unhealed face with some worry; he didn't care much about how he looked, but worried that he would go to the mountain with his injuries to apprentice, and whether he would leave a bad impression on future masters.

yesterday…

　　 Zhen Fei Gou jumped.

In Wang Sheng’s impression, the father who had never been angry was like an angry lion. Although he was ruthlessly suppressed by his mother with a punch, Wang Sheng did feel how angry his parents were at his decision. .

　　 Wang Sheng turned his head and glanced at his parents on the other side of the aisle. His father turned his head and looked aside, while his mother smiled softly at him.

　　 The quarrel last night seemed to be still in my ears, but no matter what, Wang Sheng's determination and stubbornness finally convinced the parents, but the condition was that they could only take a one-year absence from school.

　　 One year is enough for me to have some small achievements, and then show my parents the magic of Daoshu.

　　 In addition to the one-year suspension, the parents also agreed with Wang Sheng for three chapters, such as not being able to shave their hair or doing dangerous things.

　　Also, they must go up the mountain together to see Wang Sheng settle down and ensure a stable and safe life before setting off to go home.

　　 For this reason, the two of them took the plan to go abroad for their nineteenth honeymoon annual leave overnight. They hurriedly booked and picked up tickets to board the high-speed train. They also changed their seats with the two passengers with the cheeks...

　　 is really hard for them too.

　　 Looking at the mobile phone map, he was more than 300 kilometers away from his destination, and there were several stops. About two hours later, he could reach his first destination of ‘up the mountain’.

　　 Wudang.

　　 Wang Sheng’s purpose is very clear—

　　He didn't just go to Wudang Mountain to find a Taoist temple and spend some incense money to live there, it would be useless.

　　 He is looking for a master who can lead his own practice, a family that can shelter himself in the future.

　　 Thanks to the development of network information, when the immortal cultivation forces sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, all kinds of news on the Internet are also flying in the sky. Wang Sheng has been paying attention to these in his entire life.

　　 At this point in time, for these sects and forces that have not been valued by the world, there are actually not too many restrictions on accepting disciples. It is almost enough to have a sincere heart and prepare some magic money.

　　Wang Sheng is now a seventeen-year-old boy, barely conforming to the rule of'apprenticeship should not be over eighteen years old'.

　　 He actually has many choices, but after careful consideration, he first determined a place with a lower threshold for him—

　　 Taoist holy land, Wudang Mountain.

In Wang Sheng’s memory, in the last month he spent at the age of 31, there were six or seven Taoist masters in Wudang Mountain in the hands of the top 100 masters of the Immortal Dao Tianban updated by the “Xian Dao Council” on the Internet. Although the rankings are not top-notch, for Wang Sheng, he is already a very good candidate for apprenticeship.

　　 In the previous four months, in addition to activating his body through high-intensity exercise, Wang Sheng also made a good preparation to ensure that he could worship a famous teacher and would not arouse suspicion from the other party.

　　 While there was still some time, Wang Sheng rubbed his temples and began to review these, mostly from the ‘knowledge points’ of several well-known Taoist classics.

　　Going to the mountain to apprentice is actually not much easier than participating in an interview.

　　...

　　 Wudang Mountain, in the martial arts novels supported the existence of the righteous way of martial arts half the sky, in history is also a famous seclusion and monasticism, and there are many other names such as Taihe Mountain.

　　 Thanks to the spread of martial arts novels, nowadays, whenever the name of Wudang Mountain is mentioned, the first person to think of is the martial arts master of the late Yuan Dynasty and the early Ming Dynasty—Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng.

　　 This is like mentioning Yin Zhiping, the first thing that comes to mind is a romantic Taoist who took a big advantage, not the sixth generation master of Quanzhen Sect.

　　 Of course, Wang Sheng’s goal this time has nothing to do with this ‘Sanfeng God Man’.

　　Dating back from the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, Wudang Mountain has been a holy place for seeking immortals and cultivating Taoism since the end of Han Dynasty. Thousands of years ago, it had the reputation of "the ninth of the seventy-two blessed land".

　　 But now, only a lot of legends and Taoist classics exist in Wudang, as well as the Wudang martial arts that is widely spread by the world.

　　 With parents here, Wang Sheng, who was originally on the road fare, can also enjoy the treatment of a chartered car, but he hasn't walked a little bit.

　　 But a family of three entered the gate of Wudang Mountain, the chartered car driver took the money and threw them inside the gate; the family of three did not respond, and the car drove away...

　　 This made Wang Sheng’s parents gritted their teeth and became furious when they saw that there were continuous vehicles driving into the mountain.

　　 Being deceived is a small thing, but walking is a big deal!

　　 "Mom, you and dad will be exercising. Let me take my luggage."

　　 Wang Sheng said with a smile, and took the initiative to lift the suitcases of his parents. The muscles on his arms were bulging, which made the mothers feel relieved.

　　 The mountains are much cooler than the plains. This load will not make Wang Sheng sweat profusely. The roads of Wudang Mountain are not steep, and it doesn't take much effort to climb up.

　　 After Huilongguan, Wang Sheng carried his suitcase and walked vigorously, deliberately leaving his parents behind.

　　 He was really afraid that his parents would mess with him at all costs...

　　This way, the mountain stream is hidden in the forest, and the birds sing in the empty valley.

　　 The winding road does not know where it leads, and the pedestrians up and down have never been interrupted.

　　Wang Sheng had no intention of appreciating the beauty, but he kept thinking about what details he should pay attention to after seeing these "future masters", how to let the other party keep himself, and pay enough attention to himself as a disciple.

　　 I naturally came to Wudang Mountain in my last life to try his luck. Unfortunately, when he came, the gate of Wudang Mountain was already in a semi-closed state. Many young people like him who came to seek the truth were turned away.

　　 But at this point in time, this place is still a tourist attraction, and the Taoist priests have to rely on incense and rituals for their livelihoods, and there are inevitably a lot of fireworks.

　　 After Laojuntang, Taishangyan, and Taizipo, Wang Sheng went straight to the Zixiao Palace in the middle of the mountain.

　　 There are actually many rising Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain, but these Taoist temples are similar to those in the martial arts hall. They are full of teenagers who practice boxing and swordsmanship, similar to the situation in the'North Shaolin'.

　　Of course, so does the tuition.

　　 entered the Zixiao Palace, Wang Sheng began to wander around.

　　The sound quality is not too good. The external speaker is playing the music of silk and bamboo in a loop, and the smoke in the green tripod slowly curls, setting off it like a palace in the sky.

　　 The palace building with the words Zixiao Hall hanging on it doesn't look very magnificent. At least in Wang Sheng's impression, there are many not-so-famous Buddhist temples, and the Daxiong Hall inside is more magnificent than this Zixiao Hall.

　　 More than ten minutes later, Wang Sheng carried two suitcases with a smile on his face, and stopped a Taoist chief who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. After a few polite greetings, he directly explained his intentions.

　　 The Taoist chief spoke with a strong accent: "Brother, are you looking for Uncle Gao? What are you doing? Apprentice? Oh, Uncle Chen went to perform abroad, I'm afraid you won't see it in recent months."

　　 Gao Shixing, the top 30 figures in the future ranking list, before the revival of the world's vitality, can be regarded as the representative of Wudang martial arts.

　　 After the revival of the vitality of the world, Gao Shixing became more and more youthful. He was said to have entered the Taoism from Wu. In fact, this expert has publicly stated that he is the inheritor of Wudang Taoism.

　　 Go abroad to perform?

　　 This makes sense, the Taoist chief is not a celebrity internet celebrity, and his itinerary is generally not available online.

　　 Wang Sheng couldn't help showing a little loss in his eyes, and then he said a few words about Dao Changhao, and asked other Wudang future immortal masters who he remembered his name.

　　 It's a pity, these few people are either not familiar with the Taoist master, or they are not in the Zixiao Palace. Anyway, Wang Sheng has been busy for a long time, but he has got nothing.

　　 "Brother, do you look like you are still under adult?"

The Taoist leader patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder, and taught with earnest words, "When you are reading, just read, don’t be fooled by the stories in those novels. If you really want to learn martial arts, I will recommend a few for you, you see. Look at this, we have a joint enrollment group for Wudang Wushu and Taoism..."

　　Wang Sheng was a little messy, holding his mobile phone and adding a few WeChat groups, the Taoist leader let him go with satisfaction.

　　Wang Sheng searched the inside and outside of Zixiao Palace before his parents came, and finally sighed helplessly. It felt like he had been splashed with cold water, and the flames in his heart had been extinguished a little.

　　 However, this level of frustration obviously cannot make him give up this long-awaited trip to Wudang Mountain.

　　 The next destination-go to Jinding, go to Supreme Harmony Palace!

　　 I contacted my parents on the phone and asked them to wait for him at the Zixiao Palace for a bite. My parents also weakly agreed.

　　 Finding the path of the stone steps, carrying two large suitcases, Wang Sheng continued to climb the back mountain, still gaining enthusiasm.

　　 also responded to that good thing. Wang Sheng searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the "Xiandao master" he had remembered. Instead, he saw a lot of Taoist priests and Taoist aunts, and also saw some hermits who were cultivating in the mountains.

"Ugh…"

　　Go into the mountains to find immortals, but the immortals are not at home.

　　 I want to ask where my heart is, where does Daohua grow.

　　 At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Sheng’s parents found Wang Sheng, who was somewhat lost, beside the stone steps behind the Zixiao Palace.

　　 "What's wrong with Xiaosheng?"

　　 Mother hurried over to greet her, with distress written on her face.

"It's okay, but I couldn't find a Taoist who wants to be a teacher." Wang Sheng scratched his head, and couldn't tell his parents what was going on. He could only smile reluctantly, "Let’s stay on the mountain tonight, and I’ll look for it tomorrow. One day, if I can't find a suitable master...I will go back with you."

　　 Then choose the next Cultivation School!

　　Wang Sheng’s parents were in a good mood, but there was no room to stay on the mountain that day. Fortunately, it was not late. Wang Sheng carried his luggage and took his parents down the mountain.

　　 Looking for immortals but not encountering immortals, maybe this is the reason why immortality has not arrived.

　　 Xianyuan Xianyuan, mysterious and mysterious.

　　 Wang Sheng sighed softly, his arm carrying the suitcase was also a little sore, turning his head and looking at his parents who were resting halfway, a little guilt also appeared in his heart.

　　 Let them accompany themselves so tossing, what my own son really did...

　　 It happened to be Longquan Guan in front of him. Wang Sheng pulled his suitcase, wanting to go and admire this ‘small temple’.

　　 But just after two steps, he was attracted by an inconspicuous old book stand on the corner of the road...

There are more than a dozen ancient books on the 　　 book stand, and there is also a greasy curtain hanging in front of it. On the curtain is written eight vigorously written characters:

　　 fortune telling

　　 open light

　　 ask medicine

　　 ask for martial arts

　　 Behind the book stand, there is a tall and thin Taoist priest who is sitting on a wicker chair with his head up and sleeping.

　　 The Taoist priest was a little untidy, and he scratched his collar from time to time when he fell asleep. It should be his long hair that has not been washed for a long time.

　　 got closer, Wang Sheng could smell a bad smell of not having a bath or changing clothes for more than half a month. UU reading www. uukanshu.cOM

　　 It was naturally these ‘ancient books’ on the booth that attracted Wang Sheng at first; but after getting closer, Wang Sheng subconsciously began to look at the Taoist master.

　　 Suddenly, Wang Sheng seemed to be struck by lightning, his fingers trembled slightly, and his suitcase fell directly on the ground without lifting his suitcase.

　　哐—

　　 "Huh?" The sloppy long glasses, who looked up and fell asleep, opened a gap, facing Wang Sheng's face.

　　 The shock and ecstasy in Wang Sheng's heart were completely written on his face at this moment.

　　 The tall and thin Taoist blinked and touched his clean chin and muttered: "Dao Master, I have such a big bastard?"

　　 "Master, you are!"

　　Wang Sheng was about to call out the name that had already reached his lips, but his remaining reason suppressed the impulse, and the words became: "Seller of ancient books?"

　　 This Taoist priest was also amused by Wang Sheng's frustrated tone. He scanned Wang Sheng's dress with a smile, and found that Wang Sheng looked like a master with pocket money, and nodded in satisfaction.

　　 Then, the Taoist priest shook his sleeves, sat down tightly, and slowly said in an elegant voice:

　　"The wholesale price of martial arts cheats, a copy of 300, a large quantity discount, the real Wudang ancient martial arts heritage, will definitely let you stand alone in the world from now on, smiling proudly in the world!

　　 There are also some recommendations for the combination of internal and external martial arts. If you have a need for internal skills, you can also participate in the internal breath crash course by my bishop...

　　Little lay man, your encounter with Wu today is fate, don’t miss the chance of life. "

　　Wang Sheng nodded heavily when he heard the words, and walked forward two steps, staring at this path for a long time.

　　 Chance!

　　 Yes, yes, this is his chance!

　　 "Also ask the Taoist master to accept me as a disciple. I would like to follow the Taoist master to learn Taoism and practice!"