The weather was quite good today, and the temperature on the mountain was very suitable. A light rain in the morning made everything look beautiful, and even the steps seemed to be a little lighter when walking. When we were farther away from Zhenwu Hall, it was noisy.

The sound of the sound no longer reaches my ears, and the feeling becomes even clearer. This is indeed not a place suitable for Jianghu people to live!

"Mr. Chunyang, starting from here is the forbidden area. Sir, just keep walking along this road. The founder must be impatient to wait." At a corner, the young man who led the way stopped.

Then he said, "By the way, I heard that your husband has a good relationship with Senior Sister Lan. If you meet her, please tell her that the founder misses her very much." The words spoken under the warm smile were mature.

However, his expression made it difficult for anyone to think of anything else.

In time, he will surely become the most eye-catching new star of Wudang Sect! Li Yu thought, and continued to walk forward, but when his front foot fell, a strange feeling emerged spontaneously.

When he looked back, the young man had disappeared.

"Oh, you're back after all." When Li Yu turned around the corner of the bamboo forest, a middle-aged man with a familiar face appeared in his sight. Once upon a time, he stopped him halfway like this!

Li Yu smiled and performed a master ceremony. Although he had not practiced it for a long time, it was not obscure at all. It seemed that he was born to join the Wudang Sect, just as he wanted to continue to practice Chunyang Sword Technique.

"That's all, there's no need for these." After Song Yuanqiao looked at Li Yu, he let out a long sigh, "This Wudang Mountain can't accommodate a pure Yang. It's really strange." He looked so lonely and lonely.

I don’t know if it’s for Li Yu or something else.

Li Yu just stood respectfully. He actually didn't have much interaction with this senior sect, but he was one of the people he least wanted to draw his sword against. Looking at him now, he clearly had something to say.

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"Don't keep Master waiting, let's talk as we walk!" Song Yuanqiao said and turned around to leave, but did not use Qinggong. "When you see Master later, no matter what happens, remember not to use force with him. You may

Do you promise me?"

Use force? Li Yu was startled when he heard this. He had already had such an awakening when he pointed his sword at his fellow sect in Tai Chi Square, but he didn't expect to be dissuaded at this time. In an instant, little things appeared in his mind

The scenes related to it, especially the scene when Chun Se is taking control of the Zhenwu Palace, are particularly fresh.

"Can you promise me?" Song Yuanqiao repeated again.

Li Yu glanced around with a complicated expression. As he deepened his understanding of certain views, his desire to know the truth became more and more urgent. The emergence of the secret realm of the sect and the beginning of turmoil in the world all oppressed him.

Curiosity, especially after knowing that all this is closely related to his purpose. It seems like a good idea to find an important person to verify it?

"That's all, everything has destiny, I won't force you anymore." When Song Yuanqiao saw a flash of determination in Li Yu's eyes, he already got the answer to the question. "It seems that you have gained more in the world than me.

There is more to imagine! However, there are many things in this world that are not as we see them, haha, we can’t help ourselves.”

Listening to the sigh in Song Yuanqiao's words, Li Yu was slightly surprised and heard some subtext, especially the last sentence "I can't help myself", which seemed to remind him of something.

After walking in silence for a while, Song Yuanqiao stopped again, "Okay, you go over there!" He casually glanced at Li Yu's shoulder, "You used this sword to fight in front of the Zhenwu Hall just now.

Of?"

Li Yu nodded, and with a flick of his hand, the Black Iron Sword was already out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground. Soon, he moved his hand again, but he pinched the blade of the sword, and handed the hilt towards Song Yuanqiao. Regardless of him.

What was the original purpose, but to be able to appear and remind him at this time is already very rare.

"Put it away, and I won't look at it." Song Yuanqiao's eyes lingered on the Black Iron Sword for a while. In addition to a hint of admiration, there was also a ray of fear in his eyes. "There is no more powerful weapon.

It is something external to the body, so we must not relax our efforts in practice. Well, what you used just now was Chunyang Sword Technique?" It's just the follow-up guidance of ordinary elders, which may be considered a rare warmth in Wudang Mountain!

Li Yu nodded and said, "It is indeed Chunyang Sword Technique, but it seems to be a little different."

Chunyang swordsmanship is a unique skill of the Wudang sect. Li Yu's uncertain reply surprised Song Yuanqiao. "Do you know the specific differences?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. The young man in front of him had already

He is not a real Wudang disciple. He still has no memory of the Chunyang Sword Technique that he practiced before. "Forget it, it's getting late, you'd better go there earlier!" He stopped talking in his tone, and the worry in his eyes was gone.

It is beyond words.

Upon seeing this, Li Yu gave a solemn salute before continuing to move forward.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Li Yu's retreating figure and never took his eyes away. After the figure disappeared into the light mist, he sighed and turned away. His figure was bleak, and there was no trace of a master in his gloomy look.

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***

The back mountain is still the same as in Li Yu's memory, and has not changed much. Li Yu, who originally had some expectations for this forbidden place, completely turned into nothingness as the Chaifei wooden house came into view. As in the impression, Chaifei is still slightly

When it is open, you can see the flowers and plants in the yard from a long distance away. The fresh air is even more flavorful in this garden-like environment, and it is very comfortable to breathe.

When Li Yu arrived at the firewood gate, he discovered that there was a figure busy among the flowers and plants, just like the gardeners in those big houses, but his robes looked spotless and quite out of place. The man didn't seem to feel that there was anyone there.

Close to normal, still working on his own.

"Here, come in!" Half an hour later, the Taoist priest with white hair and beard held a flower shovel and said to Li Yu outside the firewood gate, his tone was indifferent. In the courtyard he passed by, not even a trace was left. Very soon.

Quickly, his figure had disappeared into the wooden door.

Li Yu looked back and saw that the fog around the wooden house seemed to be the densest, and the road he came from was lost in white. Between the sky and the earth, the wooden house courtyard seemed to be the only thing that existed, mysterious and lonely.
Chapter completed!