I became the sun god.

Chapter 98 The Sword Comes
"Brother Ziyun, Wudang Mountain is really full of talents."

On the square in front of the Taihe Palace, a group of black-clothed Taoist priests formed a square formation, performing Tai Chi like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Sitting on the chief table, the head of Qingwei Palace said to the old Taoist beside him with a look of envy.

There is no way, the entire Hubei region is dominated by the Wudang Mountain family.

Small temples like the Qingwei Palace were assigned to the Wudang Mountains decades ago, and they can be regarded as subordinate institutions.

Since it is a subordinate institution and the distance is so close, it is natural that the fasting ceremony in Wudang Mountain cannot be absent.

But if you are not absent, you are not absent. Every time the old Taoist comes to participate in the ceremony, he feels aggrieved.

I just sit there like a mascot, who knows me among tourists and media?
Hearing Shen Yu's sour voice, Master Zi Yun of the Wudang faction chuckled:
"It's all because of the country's good policies."

"But having said that, we are all entangled in mundane affairs, so I feel at ease."

"It's not like the elders in the door, who are accompanied by the morning dew and the morning sun all day long, how comfortable and unrestrained they are."

As the management of Wudang Mountain, Master Ziyun is no longer a pure Taoist in essence.

Although he has a wealth of theoretical knowledge of Taoism, and he is also proficient in Taijiquan, he still has to be responsible for various miscellaneous matters to the outside world.

Compared with the leader who is active in the political circle, Zi Yun is more like the steward of Wudang Mountain, and he has to take care of everything big and small.

"Everyone in the world knows that Tai Chi uses softness to overcome rigidity, and it is a top-notch martial art."

"But I don't know the original intention of Taijiquan, which is a health-preserving exercise that harmonizes yin and yang."

Looking at the Taijiquan practice below, Master Ziyun didn't know what he thought of, and shook his head helplessly.

"I will trouble fellow Taoists for the feast later on."

After a few random words of emotion, Master Ziyun calmed down, and said to the surrounding people with a smile.

Zhaijiao is not as simple as a Taoist practice, and there are many exquisite things in it.

The most intuitive thing is that the Taoist priests of the fasting ceremony must not be inferior in status.

Only in this way can we show our sincerity to God.

Although the fasting ceremony in Wudang Mountain has become a commercial activity, no one dares to fool around in Wudang Mountain.

The Taijiquan performance belongs to the show, and when the Zhaijiao ceremony begins, Wudang Zhenxiu will have to preside over it.

"Where there is, this is my job."

"It's a pity that the teacher doesn't like excitement, otherwise, how can the poor have the qualifications?"

"Senior Brother Ziyun, you are too polite."

Several old Taoist priests at the table responded to Taoist Ziyun with a smile.

After receiving the responses from fellow comrades, Master Ziyun took a deep breath and slowly stood up from his seat.

As Master Ziyun pressed his hands together, those who were practicing Taijiquan below all stopped work with a soft shout.

Clap clap clap!

A group of Taoist priests finished their work with Tai Chi routines. This kind of picture is still very enjoyable, and immediately there are thunderous applause from tourists.

"Welcome all believers to come to Wudang, today coincides with...huh?"

Master Ziyun, wearing a robe, walked out of the mat first, followed by the rest of the veterans.

But before Master Ziyun finished talking about the scene, a figure at the entrance of the square successfully attracted his attention.

I saw an incomparably handsome young man in white clothes walking towards the square.

The young man was tall and straight, as if he had come to the world from a banished fairy.

Even though it was far away, Master Ziyun was lost in thought.

Fortunately, Master Ziyun is good at nourishing qi, so he regained clarity in a short while.

"Which family's junior is this, with such a good-looking appearance?"

Looking at Qin Ran who was strolling over, Master Zi Yun sighed with emotion, and looked at Qin Ran with admiration.

Qin Ran seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and met Zi Yun's gaze, with an expression of surprise on his face.

But that surprise was soon replaced by surprise and surprise.

Under the watchful eyes of all the old Taoists, the young man showed joy and walked towards them quickly.

When he got to the front of the Tai Chi phalanx, the boy stopped and bowed to the top:
"I have seen you seniors."

"The younger generation's Taoist name Miaoyan is the contemporary successor of Jianzong."

"The younger generation was ordered by the teacher to enter the world, so I came here to pay a visit to Wudang."

The youth transformed by Qin Ran is like a fairy walking out of the painting.

At this moment, he abruptly walked in front of the crowd, and paid homage to all the veterans in front of them, making him the focus of attention.

"Who is this man?"

"Contemporary successor of Jianzong, what is this?"

"I'm afraid it's not some internet celebrity?"

Qin Ran turned his back to the tourists.

Tourists couldn't see Qin Ran's shocking face, so they naturally talked about it subconsciously.

Sword Sect?

Is there such a sect in today's Taoist sect?

Not only the tourists were confused, but also the old Taoist priests present.

Although they could not understand, they were greatly shocked.

But at any rate, he is an old man. Although Master Ziyun had never heard of it, he smiled gently and said:
"My little friend is from the Sword Sect?"

"Forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant, I have never heard of the name of Jianzong."

"But the little friend is a guest, so let's participate in this fasting ceremony together."

To be reasonable, Qin Ran looked like a young man.

At such an age, one can only watch from the sidelines, but cannot participate in the fasting ceremony.

Master Ziyun saw Qin Ran as handsome and extraordinary, so he said this out of love for talent.

I have to say that this era is an era of looking at faces.

Qin Ran's tender face is enough to satisfy all ages.

However, facing Ziyun's kindness, the young man seemed to be in a hurry:
"Senior... this junior is not here to participate in the fasting ceremony."

"Dare to ask the seniors of Wudang, do you remember the agreement between Sanfeng Zhenren and my sword sect 300 years ago?"

What the hell?
Master Ziyun squinted his eyes, his head full of confused question marks.

Mitutoyo's real people have been sorted out?

What are you talking about?

Could it be... another layman seeking fame and wealth?

After a brief moment of daze, such a thought arose in Ziyun's heart.

Seeing that Master Ziyun's face turned cold, he shook his head and said sharply:
"You young man, don't mess around!"

"Is the Taoist fasting ceremony a place where you seek fame and fortune?"

"Aren't you going to retreat quickly?"

Being reprimanded by Master Ziyun, the anxiety on the young man's face became even worse:

"How can seniors say that?"

"The younger generation came to pay a visit to Wudang this time because of the agreement between the two factions."

"Back then, the noble Sanfeng real person..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, Master Ziyun waved his hand and said indifferently:
"All disciples, pull this young man out, the Wudang Ritual Festival does not allow ordinary people to be presumptuous."

"Yes!"

As soon as Master Ziyun's words fell, those Taoist priests who were performing Taijiquan surrounded the young man one after another.

Facing the hundreds of Taoist priests who surrounded him, the young man's handsome face showed hesitation, and he became firm after a while.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by a large number of Taoist priests, the boy in white suddenly stretched out a palm:
"Sword come!"

(End of this chapter)