Jiang Yichen rested for a while at the inn, took the information about Wudang to Xiaoyue Temple in Jiangning County, and then walked up the mountain.
The inns are all officially owned by the imperial court. There is a close flow of information in Juyuan every day. Too much information is sent through the inns, which inevitably makes the imperial officials suspicious. The security is even more questionable. Therefore, there are similar secret orders for the transmission of important information in Juyuan.
According to the way of writing, in order to avoid being too concentrated in the transmission location, general information will be first transmitted to Jiangning County or other moral alliances in the vicinity of Jiangning County, and then conveyed on their behalf.
Regarding the situation here, Jiang Yichen chose to respect the wishes of Master Xuchen and only wrote the word "broken jade" in the letter and handed it to the post office.
I would rather have broken jade than complete tiles. Wudang will definitely fight to the death and remain unyielding. I should understand.
When I went to Wudang again, except for a few Wudang disciples scattered on the road, it was no different from the day I first arrived. On the surface, it seemed that the Jinyiwei turmoil did not have much impact on Wudang.
Jiang Yichen came to the Sanqing Hall again, and the old man was still cleaning the bluestone floor.
Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, he put down his broom and walked towards the visitor.
"Real person." Jiang Yichen cupped his hands and said.
"I don't know, my little Taoist friend, will you get what you want?" Master Xuchen asked straight to the point after nodding in greeting.
"It's Xiao Ke who has no chance." Jiang Yichen shook his head, but his face was not as pale as when he was in the secret cave. On the contrary, he was calm and calm.
"It's so..." Jiang Yichen's answer surprised Master Xuchen. He was not surprised that Xuan Xiao chose not to teach the young man Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu, because Xuan Xiao, like him, did not dare to risk the young man's future.
Surprisingly, even what Xuan Xiao had seen and learned could not help Jiang Yichen untie the shackles of internal skill training. Does this mean that this young man's martial arts journey has stopped here? What surprised him the most was that
The young man in front of him was able to calmly face the current situation of being unable to practice internal skills. He wanted to offer some words of comfort, but Jiang Yichen spoke first.
"Thank you so much for your concern, Master. I can't ask for this. Xiao Ke is here, firstly, to say thank you to Master. The trip to Wudang has already made Xiao Ke gain a lot. Xiao Ke doesn't dare to ask for anything more. Secondly, he is here to say goodbye to Master.
The other thing is to hand over what Brother Xuanxiao gave you." As he said that, Jiang Yichen took out the severed sword tip from his belt.
Master Xuchen took the tip of the sword, his eyes stayed on it for a long time, and some of the wrinkles on his face trembled.
"Okay, good boy, he is indeed Yuan Zhen's favorite disciple." Master Xu Chen's vision was blurred by tears...
After bidding farewell to Master Xuchen, Jiang Yichen went down to Wudang Mountain. After picking up his luggage from the inn, he rode a little brown horse to find the way to Tai Chi Village. Before leaving, Master Xu Chen also gave Jiang Yichen a handbag containing the Tao of Tai Chi.
The sword of intention is soft around the fingers.
Sanfeng Terrace, as the name suggests, is a Taoist platform erected in memory of Sanfeng Zhenren, the founder of Wudang sect. The Taoist platform is built of bricks and stones. It has a scale of nine feet in diameter and is surrounded by mountains. Looking down from the Taoist platform, you can see the ground.
The stone carving is a Tai Chi diagram with yin and yang fish shapes embracing each other. Originally, beside the Taoist platform, leaning on the mountain and looking south, there was a bronze statue of Sanfeng Zhenren in full proportion for pedestrians to worship. After Wudang retreated to the mountain gate, it was rumored that the bronze statue
As if stolen, it has disappeared.
Nowadays, Sanfeng Terrace is even less visited. Although it is the only way to Wudang Mountain, moss and mud marks can be seen everywhere, making it a deserted and dilapidated scene. Danxia Villa, Changsheng Villa, etc. have the same fate as Sanfeng Terrace.
These Taoist platforms and alchemy villas that were built when Wudang was prosperous and prosperous in the past were abandoned one after another in just over ten years due to Wudang's idea of escaping from the world, which is even more regrettable.
The irony is that the villas, such as Danxia Villa and Changsheng Villa, which once bore the name of famous sects and have begun to take shape, are now inhabited by bandits.
At that time, the sky was dark, autumn leaves covered the ground, and some footprints could be vaguely seen falling between the roads. Together with the lonely Taoist platform, it looked very desolate.
Jiang Yichen was passing by Sanfeng Terrace. He rushed to the mountain yesterday and didn't take a closer look. Now seeing such a scene, combined with the hearsay and what he saw and heard on Wudang Mountain, he was very dissatisfied as to why Wudang had fallen so low. Explanation. According to Xuan Xiao, Yuan Shen is an ambitious man. After winning the position of leader, he should be committed to making Wudang the lintel of the family, but why is he so timid, retreating to a corner, and ignoring the world? Is there any unknown secret in it?
Just as Jiang Yichen was lost in thought with a frown on his face, two figures were running towards him in front of him, and just a moment later, three more figures were chasing after him.
The two people in front should be from Wu Zhong, one is gray and the other is white, one big and one small. When you get closer, you can tell who they are. Jiang Yichen has seen both of them, and the little Taoist boy wearing white Taoist uniforms stands out. It was the young master Xuankong whom I met yesterday when I went up the mountain. The fat man in gray Taoist robes was the Taoist priest who wanted to explain his mistake to Master Xuchen in the main hall. He must be Xiao Xuankong's master.
The three men behind them were approaching quickly, and soon they got closer to the two of them.
The visitor is not good!
Jiang Yichen urged the little brown horse and accelerated forward, sizing up the situation ahead as he approached.
The first person was an old man in a green robe, with a bald head and white hair, a long beard hanging down his chest. Although he was lame, he was the best and fastest among the five with only one foot and a cane.
Following him was a man in brown clothes holding a saber in one hand. The man was very tall but very thin, just like a bamboo pole. He had a white cloth wrapped around his head and a tuft of beard on his chin.
At the end was a dumb-looking man who was casually wearing a brown vest, with his chest and belly exposed. The most eye-catching thing was the two large dark red axes in his hands, which were obviously covered with blood. .
Seeing the master and disciple Xuankong running away with their heads in their hands, they were being chased by three people from behind.
After the distance between the chasing and fleeing parties was close, their hearts were in their throats. When they saw someone coming in front of them, they were really overjoyed, but they did not dare to slow down even half a step and continued to run forward crazily.
"Help! Fellow Taoist." Xuankong shouted at the top of his lungs after seeing the person clearly.
"Kill them together!" The three of them did not retreat when they saw the person in front of them. The lame old man in front said.
The lame old man stepped up his pace, closed the distance, took a deep breath, raised the crutch, and hurriedly stabbed the bloated Taoist priest in front of him in the back of his heart.
The bloated Taoist priest seemed to be aware of the danger behind him and wanted to escape at a faster pace. However, he panicked, lost his balance, and fell directly to the ground. His vital parts were completely exposed to the sharp tip of the cane.
"Taoist Master, be careful!" At the critical moment, Jiang Yichen didn't have time to say anything. He untied the finger-winding bag that was attached to the bag, stood up, put his feet on the horse's back, flew forward, and struck a hundred-step flying sword in the air. He struck out the bamboo sword, followed by a shooting star style, whizzing forward.
Bang!
The flying sword was so fierce that the lame old man had no choice but to temporarily avoid the sharp edge and give up the fatal blow to the bloated Taoist priest. At the same time, he used his crutch to block the force of the flying sword, spun around in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.
In just this moment, Jiang Yichen came to the master and apprentice Xuankong to protect them, while the three people on the opposite side also approached, their swords at war with each other!
Although the bloated Taoist priest escaped with his life, he was so frightened that he was out of his mind, dripping with cold sweat, and his hands and feet were too weak to stand.
"Master, we're saved. Master, get up, master." Xuankong on the side was already flushed with exhaustion. After struggling for a few times, he was still unable to pull the bloated Taoist priest up, so he had to let him kneel on the ground, gasping for air.
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The two sides were in a stalemate for only a moment, but the three lame old men moved first, "Kill!"
The situation was urgent, and Jiang Yichen was not allowed to consider the martial arts of these three people. The two of his own had no fighting power and needed protection, so Jiang Yichen had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush into the opponent's three, trying to take them away a little bit.
, if you don’t involve the old man and the young man in the battle, you can do it yourself.
Fortunately, the three of them were very generous and ignored the two men who had lost their fighting power. They had the same goal and attacked Jiang Yichen.
A crutch, a saber, and two giant axes came at the same time with thrusts and slashes. They came so fast that Jiang Yichen hurriedly responded. After the horizontal sword blocked the force of the crutch and saber, the crossbow was at its end. The power of the two axes sank with great force, and the sword
Once you block the blade with your body, it will be difficult to stop it.
With a muffled groan, Jiang Yichen spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards.