Although Yu Wenhao is a cultivator, he has just entered the golden body stage, which means he has just been able to fly with a sword, but he does not yet have a sword of his own, so if he talks about flying with a sword, this is his first time. Moreover,
Xianshan still requires students to take an assessment on sword flying. Only if they pass the assessment can they go to the Sword Tomb to choose their own sword. Compared with Qin Shaojie, a guy who drives without a license, Yu Wenhao is still in the driving school learning stage.
"Wow, this is flying with a sword. It's so high and so fast." Yu Wenhao stood on the Tiger Soul Sword, looking up and down like a child.
"Don't move around. If you fall, you will become a dumpling." Qin Shaojie looked at Yu Wenhao and said.
"Don't move, don't move. By the way, your sword doesn't look like it's an ordinary sword."
"Yo? You can see this too?"
"Of course, my master is a master of sword making, and I have learned a lot." Yu Wenhao said proudly.
"Hey, you are really right, do you know Chi You?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"Chi You? You know, isn't that the great demon from ancient times?" Yu Wenhao looked confused, why did he ask this?
"This sword is the Tiger Soul Sword used by Chi You back then."
"What? Is this the Tiger Soul Sword?" Yu Wenhao was shocked. If Qin Shaojie hadn't held him back, he would have fallen from the top.
"Of course, do I need to lie to you?"
"What about Xuanyuan Sword?"
"Xuanyuan Sword? I don't know about this. Do you know?" Qin Shaojie asked.
"How do I know?" Yu Wenhao said. "I heard my master say that this Xuanyuan sword is the first divine sword in ancient times, and the tiger soul sword is the first magic sword in ancient times. If the tiger soul sword and Xuanyuan sword are combined, it will be the Great Luo Jinxian."
Even if you go down to earth, you can't stop it."
"Can Hu Po and Xuanyuan be a good match?" Qin Shaojie asked. This is the first time I heard about it.
"I don't know about this either. I only heard what my master said. They are just legends." Yu Wenhao shook his head and said. "Hey, it would be great if I could hold the Xuanyuan Sword."
"Stop dreaming, we are here." Qin Shaojie ruthlessly interrupted Yu Wenhao's daydream.
"Ah? Here we are? So fast."
"Of course it will be soon." As he said that, Qin Shaojie found a place where no one was and landed.
"Isn't there Wudang across the street? Let's go."
Although it is only the beginning of April, there are still many tourists, but most of them are tour groups.
The two of them followed the tourists and walked towards Wudang together.
"Hey, you two, where are you two, where are your tickets?" Qin Shaojie and Yu Wenhao had just walked to the entrance and were about to go up the mountain when they were stopped by a middle-aged woman wearing work clothes with a work permit hanging around her neck.
"What the hell? Do you want a ticket?" Qin Shaojie asked inexplicably.
"Of course I need a ticket. This is a tourist attraction, not your bathroom, so why don't you ask for a ticket?" the woman said.
"Then why don't you ask them for tickets?" Qin Shaojie said, pointing to the tourists who had already walked in.
"That's a tour group, I've bought the tickets a long time ago." The middle-aged woman looked at Qin Shaojie disdainfully and said.
Where can I travel if I don’t have money, and still want to evade fares?
"Damn, how much is it? Where can I buy a ticket?" Qin Shaojie said depressedly. Grandma, that bastard Xing Hai has to reimburse the money for the ticket.
"Two people, a total of four hundred and thirty yuan, buy it over there." The middle-aged woman pointed to a room not far away, with three big words on it... Ticket Office.
It cost Qin Shaojie, the glass rat, more than four hundred yuan, and then the two of them walked in smoothly.
If I had known earlier, I would have flown up directly. Qin Shaojie secretly thought.
In fact, he had long thought about flying directly up. However, considering that it was too shocking in broad daylight, he gave up the idea. As a result, more than four hundred votes were lost in a single thought.
"How much money does this old boy make in a day?" Qin Shaojie sighed as he looked at the tourists around him.
In this era, Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei are no longer just sects of cultivation. They have basically begun to develop towards commercialization. Those peripheral monks, Taoist priests, and Taoist nuns have all become civil servants.
"You don't understand this." Yu Wenhao said.
"This is just commercialization in modern society. To put it bluntly, it is a religious propaganda technique. It is the same all over the world. However, real practitioners do not participate in these things."
"Whatever, anyway, I have to ask that old turtle from Xing Hai to get the more than four hundred ticket money back." Qin Shaojie said fiercely.
"How do we find it?" Yu Wenhao looked at the tourists who were constantly entering and exiting the Zixiao Hall and asked Qin Shaojie. "These real practitioners usually hide in the illusion. I don't know where the Wudang illusion is.
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"How else can I find it?" Qin Shaojie said. "Open a mouth under your nose and shout as hard as you can."
"Xing Hai, you old turtle, get out of here." After saying that, Qin Shaojie shouted.
Zixiao Hall is the main hall of Wudang Mountain. Many Chinese and foreign tourists gathered here today to visit and take photos. Qin Shaojie's voice directly attracted a lot of attention. Everyone pointed at Qin Shaojie.
"Donor, please don't make any noise here." A little Taoist priest came over and said.
"Find that old turtle from Xing Hai for me."
"Sorry, donor, I don't know who Xing Hai is. Please leave."
"He is the leader of your Wudang. Go, go, or I will destroy your Wudang." Qin Shaojie said impatiently.
"Donor, I am the master of Wudang, Master Qingquan. I don't know the Xing Hai you are talking about. Please come down from the mountain, otherwise I will call the police." The little Taoist said calmly.
"Holy shit, then I'll keep shouting." Qin Shaojie saw that the little Taoist priest was not getting enough, so he was ready to keep shouting.
"Little donor, are you looking for Taoist Master Xing Hai?" Just as he was about to continue shouting, he suddenly saw an old Taoist priest walking out of the hall and looked at Qin Shaojie and asked.
"Damn, there is someone who understands." Qin Shaojie said. "Call Xing Hai out quickly."
"Little donor, please come with me." The old Taoist priest smiled, turned around and walked up the mountain.
"Shua"
The old Taoist priest waved his fly whisk in front of a mountain, and a door appeared on the mountain.
"This is my Wudang fantasy. The little benefactor is the successor of Tiandan, right? Haha, old Taoist, I had expected you to come. Head Xing Hai is inside, you go in." After saying that, the old Taoist left alone.
Turn around and leave.
Qin Shaojie didn't care how the old Taoist priest knew about him. He took Yu Wenhao directly into the illusion.
This illusion is very similar to the original illusion of Tianmen. They are both created by a blinding method. They just don't want ordinary people to see it.
Wudang Fantasy Realm is a venue about the same size as Tianmen, with only a main hall in the middle and surrounded by mountains.