On the morning of July 15, in the central southern part of Dahua, a high-speed train was galloping smoothly westward in the carriage...
"hiss!"
Wang Sheng gently touched his cheek. The bruise was proof that he was beaten up by his father yesterday.
Outside the car window, the field was quickly retreating.
Wang Sheng looked at his face that had not yet healed with some concern; he didn't care much about how he looked, but was worried that he would go up the mountain to become a disciple with his injuries and leave a bad impression on his future master.
yesterday……
It's really a mess.
In Wang Sheng's impression, his father, who had never been angry, was like an angry lion. Although he was ruthlessly suppressed by his mother with one punch, it did make Wang Sheng feel how angry his parents were about his decision.
Wang Sheng turned his head and looked at his parents on the other side of the aisle. His father turned his head and looked aside, while his mother gently smiled at him.
The quarrel that last night seemed to be still in my ears, but no matter what, Wang Sheng's determination and stubbornness finally convinced the couple, but the condition was that they could only take a year off at most.
One year has been enough to achieve some small achievements, and then I will show my parents the magic of Taoism.
In addition to having to take a break from school for only one year at most, his parents also made three rules with Wang Sheng, such as not being able to shave his hair or doing anything dangerous.
Also, they must follow them up the mountain to see Wang Sheng settle down and ensure that their lives are stable and safe before they can set off home.
For this reason, the two of them took the annual leave of their plans to go abroad for their 19th honeymoon overnight. They hurriedly booked and collected tickets and boarded the high-speed train. They also had a shameless attitude to change seats with the two passengers...
It's really hard for them.
I took a look at the mobile phone map and found that it was more than 300 kilometers away from his destination and several stops. I could reach my first destination in about two hours.
Wudang.
Wang Sheng's purpose is very clear-
He didn't go to Wudang Mountain to find a Taoist temple to spend some incense money to live there, it would be useless.
He wanted to find a master who could lead him to practice, a sect that could protect him in the future.
Thanks to the development of online information, when cultivating immortals emerged like mushrooms after a rain, various news was flying all over the Internet. Wang Sheng had been paying attention to these things in his previous life.
At this point in time, there are actually not many restrictions on these sects and forces that have not been valued by the world. It is almost enough to have a sincere heart and prepare some magic gold.
Wang Sheng is now a 17-year-old boy and barely complies with the rule that "you should not be more than eighteen years old when you are a disciple."
He actually had many choices, but after careful consideration, he first took a safe place with a low threshold for him-
Taoist holy land, Wudang Mountain.
In Wang Sheng's memory, in the last month he spent at the age of 31, among the top 100 masters of the Immortal Heavenly List updated by the "Immortal Council" on the Internet, there are six or seven Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain among them. Although the rankings are not top-notch, for Wang Sheng, it is already a very good candidate for apprenticeship.
In the past four months, in addition to activate his body through high-intensity exercise, Wang Sheng also made some preparations to ensure that he could become a famous teacher and would not arouse the other party's suspicion.
While there was still some time, Wang Sheng rubbed his temples and began to review these, mostly from the "knowledge points" of several more famous Taoist classics.
Going up the mountain to become a disciple is actually not much easier than attending an interview.
...
Wudang Mountain supports the existence of half of the sky in the righteous martial arts world in martial arts novels. It is also a famous place for seclusion and practice in history. It also has many other names such as Taihe Mountain.
Thanks to the spread of martial arts novels, whenever the name of Wudang Mountain is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind is the martial arts master Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.
This is just like when talking about Yin Zhiping, the first thing that comes to mind is a romantic Taoist priest who has taken advantage of, rather than the sixth generation master of Quanzhen Sect.
Of course, Wang Sheng’s goal this time is not much related to this ‘Sanfeng God Man’.
Looking back from the Yuan and Ming dynasties, Wudang Mountain has been a holy place for seeking immortals and practicing Taoism since the end of the Han Dynasty. It was known as the "Ninth place of Seventy-Two Blessings" a thousand years ago.
However, today, Wudang only has many legends and Taoist classics, as well as the Wudang martial arts that are popular among the world.
With his parents here, Wang Sheng, who was originally short of travel expenses, could also enjoy the treatment of a chartered car, but he did not walk a fewer ways.
But when the family of three entered the Wudang Mountain gate, the chartered car driver collected the money and threw them inside the gate. Before the family of three could react, the car drove away...
This made Wang Sheng and his parents gritted their teeth and were furious when they saw vehicles driving into the mountain.
Being cheated is a little bit, walking is a big deal!
"Mom, you and dad are just doing exercises. I'll take my luggage."
Wang Sheng smiled and said, taking the initiative to carry his parents' suitcase over, and his arms were bulging, which made his mother feel relieved.
The mountain is much cooler than the plains, and this weight will not make Wang Sheng sweat profusely. The mountain road in Wudang Mountain is not steep, so it doesn’t take too much effort to get up.
After returning to Longguan, Wang Sheng walked steadily with his suitcase and deliberately left his parents behind.
He was really afraid that his parents would do anything to make trouble for him...
Along the way, the mountain streams are hidden in the forests and birds are singing in the empty valleys.
The winding path is unknown where it leads, and pedestrians up and down have never stopped.
Wang Sheng was unintentionally enjoying the beautiful scenery, but he kept thinking about what details he should pay attention to after seeing these "future masters", how to keep him and take him as his disciple enough.
I naturally came to Wudang Mountain in my previous life to try my luck. Unfortunately, when he came, the gate of Wudang Mountain was already half-closed, and many young people who came to seek the truth like him were rejected.
But at this time, this is still a tourist destination, and Taoist priests also rely on incense and rituals to make a living, and there is inevitably a lot of fireworks.
Passing Laojun Hall, Taishangyan, Taizipo, Wang Sheng headed straight to Zixiao Palace halfway up the mountain.
There are actually many Taoist temples that have emerged later on Wudang Mountain, but these Taoist temples are similar to the martial arts hall. They are all children in their teens practicing boxing and swords, which is similar to those in the "Bei Shaolin".
Of course, the tuition fee is too.
After entering Zixiao Palace, Wang Sheng began to wander around.
The external audio is not very good in the sound quality, and the music of the silk and bamboo are played in a loop. The smoke in the green tripod slowly curled, making it look like a palace in the clouds in the sky.
The palace building with the three words "Zixiao Palace" does not look very grand. At least in Wang Sheng's impression, there are many not very famous Buddhist temples, and the main halls inside are more grand than this Zixiao Palace.
More than ten minutes later, Wang Sheng held two suitcases and smiled, stopped a Taoist priest who lowered his head to play with his cell phone. He greeted him politely a few times, and then explained his purpose directly.
The Taoist priest opened his mouth with a strong accent: "Brother, are you looking for Uncle Gao? What are you doing? Apprenticeship? Oh, Uncle Gao has gone abroad to perform, and you may not have seen him in the past few months."
Gao Shixing, the top 30 figures in the future Tianlist are considered to be representative of Wudang martial arts before the revival of the heaven and earth's vitality.
After the revival of the world's vitality, Gao Shixing became younger and younger. He was called "Wu Entering the Dao from Wu". In fact, this master publicly stated that he was the inheritor of the Wudang Taoist lineage.
Going abroad to perform?
This is reasonable. This Taoist priest is not a celebrity internet celebrity, and his itinerary is generally not found on the Internet.
Wang Sheng's eyes couldn't help but show a little disappointment, and then he read a few more Taoist priests and asked several other future Wudang immortal masters who could remember their names.
Unfortunately, these people are either not familiar with the Taoist priest, or they are not in Zixiao Palace. Anyway, Wang Sheng has been busy for a long time but has gained nothing.
"Brother, you don't look like you are a grown-up yet?"
The Taoist priest patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder and taught earnestly, "When studying, you can study, don't be fooled by the stories in those novels. If you really want to learn martial arts, I will recommend you a few people. Look at this, we have a Wudang Wushu Taoist Temple joint enrollment group..."
Wang Sheng was a little messy and added several WeChat groups with his mobile phone. The Taoist priest let him go with satisfaction.
Before his parents came, Wang Sheng searched Zixiao's palace inside and outside, and finally sighed helplessly, feeling like a basin of cold water was poured out, and the flames in his heart were extinguished a little.
However, this degree of setback obviously cannot make him give up this long-awaited trip to Wudang Mountain.
Next destination - go to the Golden Plate and go to Taihe Palace!
I contacted my parents by phone and asked them to eat something in Zixiao Palace and wait for him. My parents also agreed weakly.
After finding the stone steps, carrying two large boxes of luggage, Wang Sheng continued to climb the back mountain, still making enough effort.
It was also true that good things were so hard that Wang Sheng searched for a long time but could not find the "Immortal Master" he remembered. Instead, he met many Taoist priests and Taoist nuns, and also saw some hermits who practiced in the mountains.
"well……"
Enter the mountain to find the immortal, but the immortal is not at home.
If you want to ask where your heart returns, where will the Tao flowers grow?
At around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Sheng's parents found Wang Sheng, who was somewhat lost, next to the stone steps behind Zixiao Palace.
"What's wrong with Xiaosheng?"
The mother hurried over to greet her, with a capital lettering of heartache.
"It's okay, I just couldn't find a Taoist priest who wanted to become a disciple," Wang Sheng scratched his head, and couldn't tell his parents about his worries. He could only smile reluctantly, "Let's stay in the mountain tonight for one night. I'll look for another day tomorrow. If I can't find a suitable master... I'll go back with you."
Then choose the next sect of immortal cultivation!
Wang Sheng and his parents were in a good mood, but there was no room for accommodation on the mountain that day. Fortunately, it was not too late, so Wang Sheng carried his luggage and took his parents on the way down the mountain.
If you look for immortals but don’t meet immortals, maybe this is because the fate of immortals has not yet arrived.
The immortal fate is the source of immortality, and it is mysterious and mysterious.
Wang Sheng sighed softly, his arms holding the suitcase were also a little sore, and he turned his head to look at his parents who were resting halfway, and a little guilty arose in his heart.
Let them accompany them to do this, and what their son does is really...
There was Longquan Temple in front of me. Wang Sheng grabbed his suitcase and wanted to go over and admire this "small temple".
But after just two steps, he was attracted by an inconspicuous old book stall in the corner of the road...
There are more than ten ancient books on the book stall, and a cloth curtain full of oil stains is hung in front of it. Eight large characters with vigorous pens are written on the curtain:
Fortune telling
Consecrated
Ask for medicine
Seeking martial arts
Behind the book stall, there was a tall and thin Taoist priest sitting on a rattan chair and sleeping with his head raised.
The Taoist priest was a little disheveled. When he fell asleep, he scratched his collar with his hands from time to time. He probably had a long hair that had not been washed for a long time tied a trolley on the top of his head, adding a bit of a high-profile temperament.
Becoming closer, Wang Sheng could smell a bad smell of not taking a shower or changing clothes for more than half a month.
What attracted Wang Sheng at first was naturally these "ancient books" on the stall; but after getting closer, Wang Sheng subconsciously began to look at the Taoist priest.
Suddenly, Wang Sheng seemed to be struck by lightning, his fingers trembled slightly, and his suitcase fell directly to the ground without lifting it.
Bang-
"Hmm?" The sloppy Taoist priest who was sleeping with his head raised and opened a crack in his glasses, facing Wang Sheng.
The shock and ecstasy in Wang Sheng's heart were completely written on his face at this moment.
The tall and thin Taoist priest blinked and touched his clean chin and muttered: "Master Taoist, I have such a big illegitimate son?"
"Master, you are!"
Wang Sheng was about to shout out the name that had reached his mouth, but his remaining reason suppressed the impulse, and the words turned to him: "A man who sells ancient books?"
The Taoist priest was also amused by Wang Sheng's tone of stuttering. He smiled and measured Wang Sheng's outfit. He found that Wang Sheng was wearing something like a pocket money owner, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, the Taoist priest shook his sleeves, sat upright, and said slowly in an elegant voice:
"The wholesale price of martial arts secret book, 300 yuan per book, with a large discount. The true Wudang ancient martial arts inheritance will definitely make you unique from now on and laugh at the world!
Here are some recommended routines for practicing both internal and external martial arts. If you have internal skills, you can also participate in the internal funnel crash course of my bishop...
Little layman, you meet Wu today is fate, don’t miss the opportunity in life.”
Wang Sheng nodded heavily when he heard this, walked forward in two steps, staring at the Taoist throne for a while.
Opportunity!
Yes, that's right, this is his opportunity!
Chapter completed!