Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 570: Wudang Past (Part )
After the conversation and the formalities, the next step is naturally to start the meal.

Different from the new Taoist order that eliminates the desire for food and drink, the teachings of Wudang Mountain have always attached great importance to "food nourishment".

Passed down to this day, the status of "food for health" has not only not declined, but has become more and more important.

Because Wudang focuses on physical fitness and Taoist foundation, both require the use of "food nourishment" to repair and improve.

At a time like today, the Demon Subduing Hall would naturally not be stingy. In addition to a variety of carefully prepared vegetarian foods, the most eye-catching item was a thumb-sized plate of pills placed in the middle of the table.

Don't be fooled by the appearance of these pills. They contain the most profound techniques of Wudang's "food-nourishing pill science" and have many benefits for repairing hidden injuries to the body and nourishing the foundation of Taoism.

Moreover, in the current Taoist order, except for Wudang, the other Taoist forces do not have similar technical methods.

"Swallow a golden elixir and you will be immortal without a prosthetic body."

This sentence comes from the mouth of the contemporary "Zhenren" of Wudang Mountain, and it is the most appropriate evaluation of the "Food-nourishing Alchemy".

In the past, some people might have scoffed at this statement. But after "Zhang Tianshi" hiked to visit Tianzhu Peak, this comment has become an undeniable golden rule in the entire Taoist sect.

Today, not only can people eat and drink their fill, but even the gods enshrined on the stage can enjoy a sumptuous feast.

The huge copper incense burner was filled with incense sticks as thick as arms, and the curling smoke submerged the statues of gods.

The crowds of people and the interweaving of things created a lively scene in which the host and guests were delighted.

After taking care of all the logistical chores, Zhao Yanlong finally completed his task. Amid the noisy voices, he found his seat in the corner of the square.

This is almost the outermost part of the entire banquet. Logically speaking, Zhao Yanlong, who was busy all day and looked like a receptionist in the Demon Subduing Hall, should not have been reduced to sitting in such a remote place.

But there was nothing he could do, since he was just an inconspicuous disciple of the eighth level Huangting, and the Demon Subduing Hall was the place in the entire Wudang Mountain that placed the most emphasis on military power.

If he were to sit in the front, I'm afraid many of his fellow disciples would be dissatisfied.

Besides, today is a good day for his junior fellow apprentice to shine, and Zhao Yanlong didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble at this time, so he didn't care about this little thing.

Zhao Yanlong glanced at the vegetarian meal in front of him. Although he was very hungry, he had no appetite.

After putting his own pill into his arms, he poked his head out to look around.

In the center of the banquet, the young Taoists who had just been commended were now surrounded by the temple masters who came to watch the ceremony.

Zhao Yanlong knew Chen Qisheng's character very well.

There was no need to guess, he knew that Chen Qisheng must be full of impatience and his mind was full of thoughts about how to get out of this situation.

This is exactly what Zhao Yanlong is most worried about.

Now is not the time to throw a tantrum.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that these temple owners all have smiling faces and speak in a soft and gentle voice, they put themselves in such a humble and even servile manner.

You have to know that before they received the order to go down the mountain, each of them was a young talent from each hall and palace, a dragon and phoenix picked from a hundred.
Others would have been overwhelmed with awards like today's.

This posture now is for the Demon Subduing Hall to see.

When others laugh, they are actually laughing at the background of you, the Taoist priest of the Demon Subduing Hall, and at some elder who may be standing behind you.

What is the status of the master of Fenguan Temple? In the Confucian order, he is at least a prefect.

How could such a person be so friendly to you, a guardian of the seventh rank, Qian Dao, and take the initiative to talk to you?
If you can't even understand this little bit of social etiquette, when you are qualified to be sent down the mountain to set up a branch temple in the future, I'm afraid others won't even bother to give you the cold shoulder.

Chen Qisheng is good at both cultivation and fighting.

But in this matter, he is not even worthy of carrying shoes for his senior brother.

"You little brat, don't be so disdainful. By the way, you must smile."

"The tea cup should be lowered a little bit, a little bit lower, that's right"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take out your token. Do you still want to wait for others to take the initiative to ask for your voice transmission method?"

Zhao Yanlong winked at Chen Qisheng in the crowd and whispered to himself.

His face was filled with anxiety and he was restless. It looked like he wished he could take action himself.

It's no wonder that Zhao Yanlong is like this. In his opinion, if you want to do well in Taoism, relying on fists alone is not enough. Relationships, connections and identity background are equally important.

Otherwise, when he was taking the entrance trial, Wang Jiulang was beaten so badly by his own junior fellow apprentice under the mountain gate archway that even his foundation was stabbed by a sword. It would be impossible for him to become a Wudang Taoist disciple.

As a result, others not only successfully entered the door.

I heard that he was promoted to Zixiao Palace some time ago and became a distinguished martial arts master, and he was doing very well.

However, his fellow disciples had been struggling in the Demon Subduing Hall for so many years, and only by going down the mountain time and time again and fighting hard with other sequences could they barely gain a foothold.

If this isn't based on background, then what is it based on?
"He is the Taoist Patriarch. One day, I will also write my name into the decree and ask the Palace Master to personally reward me with a top-grade Taoist weapon."

Zhao Yanlong was secretly furious.

However, he also understood that the probability of such a good thing coming true was not high.

His own foundation of Taoism is just like Chen Qisheng's brain, both of them are of the dull type.

It was too difficult for him to cultivate both his body and his soul.

The Taoist priests in the inner circle were chatting animatedly, but the atmosphere among the younger Taoist priests on the outer circle seemed a little cold and deserted.

"Everyone is laughing happily now, but by this time next year, how many people will be alive to eat this meal?"

A thin and cold voice sounded in my ears.

Zhao Yanlong's eyebrows twitched suddenly and he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

He knew the person who was speaking. He was also a Daoxu of the Demon Subduing Hall. He heard that during a previous mission, he was accidentally ambushed by a Wuxu of a certain sect, and had to use some rather shameful means to escape.

In fact, this kind of thing has happened before. After all, Wu Xu is not a soft persimmon that can be easily bullied. If they meet head-on, it will be a bloody battle for their lives.

If you are unlucky and meet some smart and cunning Wu Xu, then it is normal to capsize in the gutter.

Generally speaking, as long as you don't lose face for the Demon Subduing Hall, even if the mission fails, the elders will not say anything and may even praise you afterwards.

But in order to preserve his own foundation and not affect his future cultivation, this person bowed his head to those martial arts masters and begged for mercy. The key point is that the news was also known by the elders of the Demon Subduing Hall.

This certainly did not end well for him, as he was banished to the cold palace by the elders after returning to the mountain gate.

Otherwise, he might have a place in the list of commendations this time.

"Brother, be careful with your words," someone reminded quietly.

"What are you afraid of? Am I wrong?"

The Taoist priest also realized that he shouldn't complain in public, but it would be embarrassing to just keep silent, so he snorted coldly.

"Others may not know, but I do. The martial arts masters down the mountain are becoming more and more arrogant and domineering. The accumulated dissatisfaction among the families has reached a point where it is about to explode. It is only a matter of time before a war breaks out. By then, I don't know how many people in our Demon Subduing Hall will die."

"Stop talking."

"My dear senior brother, I think what you just said makes a lot of sense. There are very few people in the Demon Subduing Hall who have your insights."

Zhao Yanlong came over quietly, and asked with a flattering smile on his face: "Junior brother, I have always been very interested in the current situation of the empire. I wonder if you can tell me more about it?"

"Don't worry, Junior Brother, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to know if the foot of the mountain has really become so dangerous?"

In the dark sea that has never seen the sun since ancient times, a small boat is drifting with the waves.

Zou Sijiu put his arms behind his head and lay on the boat with his back facing the sky.

The dream sea beast tied to the stern of the ship still looked lifeless and gray, but Zou Sijiu could feel that the dream cycle was running.

And judging from the fluctuations, Chen Qisheng has been abiding by his own reminders and should have perfectly integrated into it. "Who will wake up first from the dream? I know it myself. It seems that Niubizi's risky move was the right one. I just don't know how long I, Master Zou, will have to stay in this desolate sea."

Zou Sijiu looked at the unchanging black clouds above his head, looking bored.

Now he was tasked with maintaining the passage to the cave, and had to guard against the pursuers from Longhu Mountain who might appear at any time. Therefore, he could not leave the boat at all, nor could he use other pipe dreams to kill time.

I can only stay where I am and wait for the dream in the cave to end.

Once people have free time, they tend to have random thoughts.

Only then did Zou Sijiu suddenly realize that he had not released any stress for a long time since the guards arrived.

I haven't had any chance to revisit those classic desires that I treasured privately, and I almost forgot what they felt like.

Zou Sijiu sighed: "Alas, everyone says that a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold, but if I really want to change, Master Zou still thinks it's not worth it."

"What are you talking about that's not worth it?"

The ship moved slightly, and the guard's figure appeared at the stern.

Her white clothes were like snow and her red hair was like fire, making her particularly eye-catching in the lonely sea.

Although Zou Sijiu was still lying on his back, his eyes had already moved to his lower eye sockets, and his gaze quietly moved up along the woman's slender legs.

Long legs? No idea.

Clothes? Slightly thicker.

Mind? Oh, that's the biggest shortcoming.
"Ok?"

Shouyu raised his eyebrows and a chill spread out.

"I'm worried about Chen Qisheng."

Zou Sijiu sat up and said shamelessly, "I'm afraid he'll take such a big risk and end up with nothing. That would be a big waste."

"In that case, why didn't you stop him?"

"You can choose not to help your brothers, but you must never stop them. This is a tacit understanding between men, you don't understand."

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with his hands, his voice was hoarse and low, his eyes were deep, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a strong masculine scent was about to burst out.

"actually."

Shouyu showed a little woman's demeanor for the first time, looking down at her toes, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Zou Sijiu trembled as if he had received an electric shock. His eyes widened and he asked hurriedly, "What is it?"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are pretentious?"

Shouyu suddenly looked up, his face not showing the slightest bit of shyness that Zou Sijiu had expected, but instead full of undisguised disdain.

"I've already played these tricks many times, and you dare to show off your skills in front of me? Stop it now."

The hope that had just risen suddenly shattered, and Zou Sijiu's expression suddenly froze.

Zou Sijiu was still unwilling to accept it: "Shou Yu, you misunderstood. Cynicism is just my disguise. The real me is a..."

"An eagle-like man, I know. I used this famous saying of Master Ma often before, and it really worked well."

Shouyu lifted up her skirt to reveal her trousers underneath, then squatted at the stern of the boat in a bold manner, and raised her chin at Zou Sijiu, who looked as pale as death.

"What we're saying is, are you really determined to take advantage of me?"

"Don't talk in such a vulgar way. I fell in love with you at first sight." Zou Sijiu forced a smile.

"I understand."

Shou Yu touched the side of his face and asked with his head tilted, "But are you so sure that I must be a woman? Mo Xuming's gender is not as fixed as that of ordinary people. Have you ever thought that I deliberately created this appearance to make it easier for me to get close to other women?"

"No way?"

Zou Sijiu's gaze subconsciously swept across Shouyu's chest, which was a calm lake without any ripples, just like his current mood, which was no different from being dead.

"Tell me this isn't true, or I really can't accept it."

"So we'd better be brothers, otherwise I can't accept it."

Seeing that his unrequited love was about to die, Zou Sijiu felt like a bereaved family member. He buried his head and said nothing.

"You don't have to worry. Be my brother and I guarantee you'll have plenty of women in the future."

Shou Yu smiled and said, "You can choose any kind of ghost you like, whether it's thin or fat. I can find it for you. Isn't that nice?"

"But I like you like this."

Zou Sijiu looked at the woman seriously.

"Why don't you tell me who you like? I can play any role."

Their eyes met, and Shouyu let out a long sigh after a while.

"Do you really have to bang your head against the wall like this?"

Zou Sijiu grinned: "The south wall may not be as hard as my head, why should I be afraid?"

There was a hint of tenderness in Shouyu's eyes, but before his slightly moving lips could utter a word, he suddenly stood up, turned his head and looked coldly towards the northwest.

"somebody is coming!"

"Who?!"

Zou Sijiu let out a low cry, but the lingering fear on his face quietly faded away.

Besides, he had already gotten the details of the guard from Master Ma and had a firm grasp of his true gender, otherwise he would not have been able to pass this hurdle today.

A single sail hoisted high was absorbing the strong wind from an unknown source, pushing a small boat towards it through the waves.

"He looks so shabby, he doesn't look like someone from Mount Longhu."

Zou Sijiu put one foot on the edge of the boat, leaned forward, and shouted at the approaching boat: "Brother, you'd better stop now, otherwise if there is any unnecessary misunderstanding, I will not be responsible."

The wind died down and the waves calmed down, stopping thirty feet away.

This distance did not prevent Zou Sijiu from seeing the other person's appearance clearly.

The man looked to be over fifty years old, with a head of black and white hair casually draped over his shoulders. His facial features were not particularly outstanding, but his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life.

There was also a touch of calmness that was extremely familiar to Zou Sijiu, a calmness that he had seen countless times in the Yin-Yang Sequence and that showed indifference to everything.

Without thinking too much, the other party's identity is already clear.

"You guys at the East Palace are really haunting. You can even find Master Zou's location in the Yellow Millet Sea."

Zou Sijiu crossed his arms over his chest and said in a bad tone, "Tell me, what do you want to do? Do you want to avenge that bitch Lu Chou?"

"Lü Chou simply disappeared from this world. It did not prevent her from starting her next life, so there is no question of revenge."

The middle-aged man didn't care about the hostility shown by Zou Sijiu and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yin Yang sequence, East Palace, Zou Zi fifty-eight, Gongsun Yao."

The man introduced himself and said with a smile: "108, I came here today just to talk to you about something."

(End of this chapter)