For example, a rockery weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms could be carried back by the ancient masters alone. It is not difficult to carve it.
There are some ancient roofs looming in the giant forest. They are basically blue sulfur glass tiles. The tiles are covered with ancient moss and other plants. These match the trees and blend in naturally and harmoniously. Only then
This is the real headquarters of the Wu-Tang Clan.
Among some trees, some young Wudang disciples were practicing boxing and waving their legs, and some guys were actually practicing boxing while listening to music with headphones on. It really reflected modernity and fashion.
The ancestors of the Wudang Sect really knew how to choose their territory, and Ye Fan secretly admired them in his heart.
There is a three-story building in the middle of two huge trees, in the shape of a palace. When you walk in, you will find the main hall, which is very tall and wide. In fact, it looks like it has three floors, but in fact it is only one floor.
It was probably Zhang Tianlin who said hello first. As soon as the seven or eight old Taoist priests in the hall saw Zhang Tianlin's appearance, they immediately stood up from their chairs to greet him.
"Elders, this is my uncle Ye Fan. He is the junior brother recognized by Master Wuchen personally, and he possesses Master Wuchen's Supreme Leader's token. The master explained before leaving that he was going to
Going to a distant place. So, I gave the token to Uncle Ye." Zhang Tianlin introduced with a serious face.
"Hehehe, hello, Junior Brother Ye." An old Taoist priest actually smiled kindly and stretched out his hand to shake Ye Fan's hand. This was of course very rare.
Because when Taoist priests meet, they generally don't like to shake hands, which is an official thing. Instead, they beat each other and bow. When Ye Fan saw him like this, he stretched out his hand to shake it.
"Junior brother Ye can be recognized by senior brother Wuchen, there must be something extraordinary." The old Taoist priest smiled, and Ye Fan felt his hands tighten. He understood, this guy is not convinced. He wants to embarrass himself in the palace.
Ye Fan kept his expression and tightened his backhand. The old Taoist priest immediately frowned. The smile on his face that started to smile gradually disappeared.
Soon, beads of sweat actually appeared on the forehead of the old Taoist priest. Moreover, his face also turned a little red, and it became redder and redder.
His hands were shaking violently, and Zhang Tianlin understood at a glance that Master Song Chengshan probably kicked the iron plate this time.
Master Song Chengshan's skill is quite high among the elders, and he has now reached the top level of the 12th level. He usually puts his eyes on the top and rarely pays attention to others.
Moreover, even though he is already in his eighties, his aggressive character has not weakened at all with age.
Moreover, sometimes they would show off their seniority. Even Zhang Tianlin, the leader, sometimes had to give him face.
From time to time, this person would do little things to make things difficult for Zhang Tianlin, especially after Zhang Tianlin was poisoned. This person had even more minor problems.
He would often say things with hidden meanings to annoy Zhang Tianlin, and Zhang Tianlin had no choice but to do so. One reason was because of his seniority.
Secondly, my master Zhang Wuchen rarely returned to Wudang, and his skills were so low that he couldn't even find anyone to support him.
At this moment, seeing that Song Chengshan seemed to be suffocating in front of Master Ye, Zhang Tianlin immediately deliberately pretended not to notice and walked to his position as the leader.
Moreover, as if he still thought that the big chair was not capable enough, he picked up a cloth and started wiping it.
Song Chengshan, who originally wanted to seek help from Zhang Tianlin, the leader, saw it and was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth, knowing that Zhang Tianlin must have done it on purpose.
"Hehehe, Master Ye, please take a seat. How about a cup of tea?" At this time, Master Zhou Tong, a good old man among the elders, also saw the clues and quickly smiled and said, this, Song Chengtian looks so embarrassed.
Even a fool can tell that he must have hit a brick wall.
"The tea in Wudang Mountain must be delicious, but Ye is disrespectful." Ye Fan used the donkey to go downhill and let go of his hand. However, the moment he let go, he suddenly exerted force, and the force contracted with explosive force.
ah……
As expected, Song Chengshan couldn't hold back and screamed out like a reflex. Suddenly, eight or nine eyes in the hall stared at him. Suddenly, Song Chengshan's old face turned red to the roots of his ears.
"Uncle Song, your old problem of toothache has returned. I told you to go to a big hospital for treatment, but you just don't believe in modern medical technology. Our old methods don't work anymore. Look, this is so bad."
Zhang Tianlin suppressed the laughter in his heart and said quickly. Naturally, he had to find some face for Uncle Song to come back.
"I must go and have a look next time. This toothache is really terrible, like a needle pricking me." Song Chengshan hurried downhill and said, touching half of his face.
"Uncle Song, Uncle Zhou...Uncle Ye wants to come into our photo studio. What do you think?" Zhang Tianlin asked after taking a few sips of tea.
"Although Mr. Ye is said to be a junior brother recognized by Senior Brother Zhang from outside, in essence, Mr. Ye is not a member of our Wudang Clan.
Just like the godbrother he now recognizes, although he has this relationship with Senior Brother Zhang, our ancestors have regulations that prohibit outsiders except the Wudang Clan from entering.
After all, the photo studio was built not long after the founder of the sect. Moreover, it is mysterious inside, so I am afraid of encountering some unpredictable things. Wouldn't it be troublesome if someone gets hurt?" Song Chengshan said, naturally wanting to take revenge on Boss Ye just now.
Embarrassing myself.
Moreover, there was a hint, as if Ye Fan would go in and cause damage.
"Yes, only formal disciples of the Wudang Clan can enter. And only core disciples are required to be qualified to enter the studio.
For example, the disciples of each elder have the opportunity to enter. Moreover, they are required to be the most capable disciple of the elder.
Since Mr. Ye has not become a disciple of our Wudang sect, nor has he learned Wudang's unique skills. If Mr. Ye enters, he will not break the ancestral rules.
Of course, Mr. Ye is a junior brother recognized by Senior Brother Wuchen, so it is still allowed for us to send him around.
It's a little inappropriate to enter the photo studio." Uncle Li Shandao said, this person has a close relationship with Song Chengshan, so naturally he vents his anger through the same nostril.
"Since Junior Brother Ye is recognized by Senior Brother Wuchen, why should we not recognize it? I think it can be changed. Thousands of years have passed, and it is completely possible to make some appropriate adjustments. Moreover, I believe that Senior Brother Wuchen's
Taste." Uncle Liu Guangshui, who has a good relationship with Zhang Tianlin, opened his mouth and said.
"Once this hole is opened, any outsider can enter from now on. What will happen to our photo studio? If the photo studio is destroyed because of this, we will all become Wudang's sinners. Junior Brother Liu, can you guarantee that outsiders will not damage the photo studio when they enter?"
Song Chengshan hummed.
"Junior brother Ye is recognized by senior brother Wuchen, how come he is an outsider? Don't you even listen to what senior brother Wuchen says?" Elder Liu was obviously a little annoyed, and his voice became a lot louder.
"What do you mean by this? Why don't we listen to Master Wuchen? We are just discussing the matter." Song Chengshan snorted coldly.
Ye Fan found it funny that the Presbyterian Council in this sect seemed to have the same purpose as the Standing Committee in reality.
This leader is actually the secretary of the party committee. Our ancestors were really smart and established the ‘officialdom’ system thousands of years ago.
"I think this matter can be easily discussed, right? Since Junior Brother Ye is recognized by Senior Brother Wuchen, we have to admit this fact.
However, there seems to be some conflict with this if you want to enter the photo studio. How to resolve this conflict is the most important." Zhou Tong, a good old man, does not offend both sides and talks empty talk. He is a bit like a neutral faction on the "Standing Committee".
"Yes, Master Zhou is right. We still have to solve the problem of how Junior Brother Ye can legally enter the photo studio. If you think about it, you will always find some reasons for Junior Brother Ye to enter reasonably. Some things can be done appropriately.
Flexibility is the way to go." Elder Zhao Qingqing said.
"Workaround. If we could work around, our photo studio would have been accessible to outsiders a long time ago. Don't talk about the remote ones, let's take the nearby ones as an example. In the past few hundred years, have we ever heard of outsiders entering except for the core disciples of our sect?
Pass?
No matter what the reason is, it cannot obliterate the most basic point, that is, only the core disciples in the sect are qualified to enter.
Senior Brother Wuchen is the authority of our Wudang Sect, but authority is authority. But it cannot erase the rules set by our ancestors, right?
If everyone can break the rules, then why are the rules still in place? If we don’t abide by the rules, it is impossible for our Wudang Sect to be able to stand in China for thousands of years.
Without rules, there would be nothing." Song Chengshan became more energetic.
"By the way, Master Li just said that Master Ye has never been a disciple of the sect, nor has he learned any Wudang secrets. As mentioned above, it is true that Master Ye has not formally worshiped, but when it comes to secrets, I heard that Junior Brother Ye has also
I really learned a lot." At this time, Zhang Tianlin spoke.
"Really, learning a few tricks like the Three-Legged Cat can be called a secret skill. But the secret skill of our Wudang Sect is like a green vegetable that can be pulled out at any time." Song Chengshan sneered.
"Haha. Ye Mou has learned a few tricks of Wudang Clan. It's okay to put on tricks, but it's just these tricks. Why, the person sitting here wants to compete with Ye Mou on the tricks of Wudang Mountain.
You can also show off your embarrassment." Ye Fan deliberately provoked Song Chengshan and Li Shandao.
"Okay, I, Song Chengshan, would like to discuss our Wudang Tai Chi Push Hands with Mr. Ye. How about it?"
Of course, if Mr. Ye has never learned it, he must have seen Tai Chi Push Hands performed on TV.
It's okay to make do with it. It's all just showy anyway." Song Chengshan really fell into the trap, and this guy wanted to use this to get back the face he had just lost.
"Successful, but if Ye is lucky enough to win using the fancy Tai Chi push skills he learned on TV, will he be able to enter the photo studio?" Ye Fan smiled with a playful look on his face.
"If Mr. Ye can win and play again, I have no objection to your entry. Because, in this way, it proves that you know Wudang's unique skills and you are qualified to enter.
But, if Mr. Ye's pretentiousness doesn't work, I guess if you get injured or something, just don't complain in front of Senior Brother Zhang.
One is one, one is two, and I don’t want to get into trouble with Senior Brother Zhang. So, if I have something to say first, all the junior brothers and uncles sitting here can testify, right?" Song Chengshan said, looking at Ye Fan, and said, "Of course,
If Mr. Ye is afraid, it's still too late to quit now. But, please leave now, and you don't have to come back in the future. For a coward, I believe Senior Brother Zhang will never approve of it again."