Regardless of the rest of the people and how they spent the evening, Zhang Heyan felt refreshed, and she felt a little heavier than when she just went down the mountain, and she was at a loss about the new world.

Now, his attitude has become more positive than before, but the eyes of the people around him are not as gentle as before.

This kind of roadside tavern is actually not a particularly easy place to rest. Except for a few boards that are built to block the wind, all other areas are actually leaking, which is slightly better than sleeping in the wild.

However, everyone was sleeping in the open for a few days, but it was not affected. As soon as the sky lighted up, everyone stood up from the resting place, adjusted their condition and took their first breakfast today with tea and dry food.

Song Mingzhe was still the first to leave among everyone. He walked around Zhang Heyan, "Uncle Master, do you want something to eat?"

He was very smart and did not mention what happened yesterday. Although everyone was full of doubts, Zhang and Yan would not ask, even though they were actually older than young people, the gap between seniority was here.

The old Taoist priest is the oldest person on the whole mountain. When Zhang Heyan went down the mountain to the main peak a few times, this group of people actually had this attitude when facing him, so he was not used to it.

But today, this kind of respect seems to have some other elements in it, which is an abnormal look, and it looks like it is an alien rather than a similar type.

He shook his head slowly, and finally understood what the old Taoist priest said before teaching himself, "Heyan, once we continue this road, there is no chance to turn back. What we are going on is the loneliest, helpless and most confused path in this world!"

The old Taoist priest built the small temple on such an introverted mountain, and never wanted to live in a place, but just a kind of protection for these people.

Zhang Heyan nodded, "No need, let's set off!"

For him, not eating for a few days is naturally nothing. He is eager to solve today's problem, and he doesn't have much appetite.

The group slowly set off again. Yesterday, only Yin Tong was the only one who planned to go up the mountain with them. When Zhang Heyan and they went up the mountain together, everyone didn't think it would be difficult to walk the next road.

It was surprisingly calm along the way, as if there were no one else on the way except the group of people yesterday. Perhaps they left too early, and many people have not set off yet, right?

But how could the young disciples be as peaceful as they showed? Zhang and Yan walked at the end and could hear their whispers trying to keep their voices as low as possible.

"It is said that the skills of the Grand Master's uncle are almost Tao, and people are almost god! Just one name makes eight sects dare not shake for sixty years. I originally thought it was just a arrogant saying, but now it seems that the only one is the junior uncle, just..."

"Ba!" Before he finished speaking, a whisk was knocked on his head. "Say a few words, when it's time for you to speak on the mountain!"

Song Mingzhe would not be abusive to these little Taoists. He was very cautious in taking care of the safety of these people, and also taking into account the surrounding environment. He was also one of the few people who were still obsessed with the whisk rather than the sword.

Although Wudang is a famous Taoist temple in the world, it is generally a martial arts sect. Its reputation in the world is much more famous than that in the Taoist sect.

Therefore, the disciples also use sword holding as their main way to travel. Except for the disciples in the Sanqing Hall in the back mountain who are the main purpose of practicing Taoism, as well as these deacon elders, they are orthodox practitioners, and they basically use the rules of Taoism to demand themselves.

Although Zhang Heyan was silent, he was not idle. After all, he hadn't come back for six years, but he wondered if the master who had picked him up was safe? I wonder if there were any new things in the palaces and Taoist temples on Wudang Mountain?

He read more and remembered more. Every time the old Taoist priest went down the mountain, he came to him to ask questions, and asked him to go down the mountain by himself, but he refused.

Zhang Heyan naturally could not understand what the old Taoist priest was thinking. Just like the knowledge he taught himself, many of them were out of place with this world.

He clearly asked some teachers that there was no monkey named Sun Wukong in this world. As for the old Taoist priests who told him about Zhenwu Emperor, there were only Wudang Sect and their own Taoist temple to worship, and no one else had heard of it.

However, what he learned really existed, and he even couldn't understand what the so-called methods of commemorating and worshiping gods and the so-called mysterious Feng Shui technique are used?

Even the great enemy of the Wudang Sect only used a set of Tai Chi to suppress them. Why isn’t this world like the old Taoist priests said, ghosts and monsters are rampant and demons are raging?

His eyes passed through this road and looked straight ahead. Zhenwu Mountain was not big. At least for the entire Xiangzhou and the entire Zhenwu Mountain Range, Zhenwu Mountain, located in the central area, was actually not particularly large.

Apart from the two peaks, the next ones were flat ground and earth slopes. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to become the original place of Wudang Sect. Therefore, Zhang Heyan was a little surprised to find that the surrounding scenes were actually no different from those 6 years ago.

They didn't walk for long yesterday and rested in the tavern. Today, they walked for so long, but no one saw it. Everyone knew something was wrong.

Everyone's spirits gradually became tense, but there was no ambush in the surrounding environment. The road was wide and bright, and there were seedlings that had just been planted, so there was no trace of danger.

Zhang Heyan said, "They have all taken back. They should be waiting for us at the foot of the mountain!"

Song Mingzhe said, "Uncle Master, will there be an ambush?"

Yin Tong also said: "We have to be careful of this situation. When will it be so quiet at the foot of our mountain?"

"It's okay," Zhang Heyan waved his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and gently explored his feet, and seemed to have dust flashed around him. "At least on this road, except for a few slight steps, there is no larger crowd passing by, so please feel free to go!"

After the dust floated onto the air, it slowly fell down, drawing a very round arc around everyone. If you look closely, they could still see a tortuous arc in the middle of the arc.

"Those steps should be to investigate whether we are coming." Song Mingzhe suddenly realized, "Since that's the case, let's speed up!"

He did not even question the authenticity of Zhang Heyan's words, and of course he did not regard the dust that had just risen and floated around them as a breeze.

Today, the sky is clear and there is no movement in the treetops. Why is there wind around you?

If you step on wind and thunder, you believe in different ways, and you will become yin and yang and break the Eight Trigrams, which is divination.
Chapter completed!