The best golden pupil

Chapter 639
Although this place is not peaceful, but the buildings are indeed built against the mountains, and there is the faint sound of streams in the ear, it is indeed a rare and quiet place, suitable for seclusion.

"Come on, come with me."

Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Qin Rong looked back at Ning Tao and walked forward first.

After passing a high slope, in the inside, it is connected by a suspension bridge, leading directly to the inside.

I don’t know if people from Wudang knew that he was coming. At the end of the suspension bridge, there was a young man in a Taoist robe bowing his head to help him. When he saw Ning Tao, he rushed to meet him. The latter said respectfully, "I have met Master Ning Tao."

"Nephew Wu!"

Seeing this young man, Ning Tao was overjoyed, and returned the gift, looked at him for a while, and said concerned, "How is the injury?"

The young man in front of him is named Wu Hailin, and he once went down the mountain with Qingyang to help him. Among the young generation of Wudang, he is relatively calm.

It's just that he was injured a little later and went back to the sect. He didn't expect to be the first to see him when he came to the sect.

It stands to reason that the other party is older than him, but he has no choice but to take advantage of the cheap master, and he has a lot of seniority.

"Thank you uncle for your concern, the injury has recovered."

Wu Hailin smiled slightly, shook his head, and then said, "Uncle, the sect master and they asked me to welcome you again. If you have nothing to do, you can go to see the sect master with me first."

"That's fine!" Ning Tao looked at the little girl after hearing the words, and agreed.

"Okay, my task is also done, I'm too full today, I'll go back to sleep first."

Qin Rong rubbed her belly, glanced at Ning Tao, seemed to be dissatisfied, turned and left.

"Uncle, this way please!"

As soon as Wu Hailin stretched out his hand towards Ning Tao, he asked.

"Ah."

Ning Tao was used to Qin Rong's attitude, and he was not angry. In his eyes, the other party was just a little girl, but she looked a bit like Lin Beibei.

It's just that Lin Beibei is more well-behaved and sensible than her, while Qin Rong is a little more savage.

Although the Wudang School is built in the middle of the mountain, the building is a lot less grand than those Wudang halls up the mountain, but there are great benefits and small advantages.

At present, the pavilions and pavilions are also very unique. Various sculptures can be seen everywhere, and some green pines are embellished. Walking in them, there is a sense of winding paths.

Wu Hailin was very popular among the Wudang faction, and he would come forward to say hello to anyone he met on the way, and whenever this happened, the former would introduce Ning Tao.

It attracted all the Wudang disciples to look sideways, and most of them on the mountain were like Wu Hailin's generation, who came to see the ceremony after hearing the words.

Many people are very curious about this uncle who has never returned to the sect.

There are too many legends about him in the sect, and now the younger generation wants to go down the mountain to practice, the first choice is Haishi.

Along the way, through Wu Hailin's introduction, Ning Tao also learned that the entire Wudang faction has less than 200 members.

Ning Tao was startled when he heard the words, one of the dignified eight sects, just this little guy?
But after thinking about it, he can also understand. After all, it is no different than before. The mountains are poor and hard, and it is not easy to practice Taoism. It is much less attractive to ordinary people.

In addition, as the turbidity of the earth is getting stronger today, there are too few physiques suitable for cultivating immortals, and the eight major sects are not as good as before.

Of course, these nearly 200 people are also the mainstay of Wudang, and there are many registered disciples in the periphery, who are not among the 200 people.

These people either have poor qualifications, or have too many mortal affairs, and cannot concentrate on practicing, so they are not core.

When the two talked all the way, they had already come to the outside of a hall, which was also the largest hall in Wudang. Wu Hailin turned his head to give Ning Tao a glance, and led him into the hall.

There are lights in the main hall. When you enter the door, you are facing a huge portrait of the patriarch. Below it is a huge incense burner with trembling incense curling inside.

Under the altar table under the incense burner, there were several futons. Ning Tao just glanced at them, and then set his eyes on the three people sitting on the side seats.

Among them, the person sitting in the first place has white hair and white eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, a high forehead, and a tall figure.

Next to him is a Donnie, who looks about 50 to [-] years old, with shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and kind eyes.

The last person was a middle-aged man with mixed black and white hair, his face was solemn, and he carried a look of calm and prestige.

Seeing the three of them, all three of them looked at Ning Tao. For a while, Ning Tao only felt his whole body, as if he had been seen through from inside to outside.

"I have met two masters, the master master of the sect."

Wu Hailin came quickly first, bowed to the three of them respectfully, then turned his head to signal Ning Tao, pointed at the white-browed old man, and introduced him, "Uncle, this is my Wudang master Zu Wuwang."

"I have seen Master Wuwang."

The three of them just sat there, and Ning Tao felt as if they were three mountains. Not to mention exploring the truth, it was hard to look back, so he immediately stepped forward to salute.

The white-browed old man was kind, and smiled at Ning Tao with approval.

"This is my Wudang Wuyan master."

After Wu Hailin pointed to that Dauni to introduce, he pointed to the middle-aged man and said, "This is my head of Wudang Ziyang."

Ziyang didn't have much airs. After Ning Tao bowed, he stood up and returned the salute, and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Ning Tao is so polite, he has strong energy and blood, and his bones are very good. It's not bad, no wonder Master Wuchen I will make an exception and accept you as a disciple!"

After finishing speaking, Ziyang turned his head to look at Wang Gang, and asked, "This is Mr. Wang, right?"

Although Wang Gang is not a monk, but seeing this posture, he has already been under great pressure. Today, he has learned a lot, and his demeanor immediately became respectful. He put his hands together and said, "Hello, master!"

"Well, Mr. Wang has worked hard all the way, why not go to the guest room to rest first."

We already know that Ning Tao is going to bring someone here, but the other party is not a Wudang disciple, so it is naturally not suitable to stay here now.

"Thank you, Master."

Coming here, Wang Gang felt relieved, and fled all the way. How could he sleep peacefully? Now that there are so many masters, he has found a place.

Afterwards, Wu Hailin accompanied Wang Gang to retreat, and Ning Tao and the others were soon left in the hall.

"Ning Tao, since you have returned to the sect, you should offer incense to the ancestor first."

Without outsiders, Ziyang pointed, looked at Ning Tao and said.

Ning Tao naturally had no objection to this, bowed three times, and respectfully inserted three trembling incense sticks into the incense burner.

After finishing all this, before Ning Tao could speak, Wu Wang sighed, looked at Ning Tao with a little shame and said, "Nephew Ning, last time you went to Jincheng, Wudang was powerless, I hope you don't hate the sect! "

(End of this chapter)