Lianzhou was located in the south of Liyang, on the coast of Shuanghai, adjacent to the hinterland of Liaodong, facing Luzhou across the sea.
Lianzhou Port was an important town in Lianzhou. It was bordered by Shaohai in the west, the West Sea in the east, and Jinzhou in the north. It was one of Liyang's two major water transport nodes. Liyang relied on these two waterways to transport goods and transport troops, which was why it was ranked among the top three in the Nine Kingdoms of the Central Plains.
Because of its convenience in shipping, Lianzhou Port had also become one of the three major trading towns in Liyang.
Here, from rare treasures to raw silk and hemp, one could buy almost everything in the world.
Other than these, Lianzhou Port was also the most famous Taobao City in the world. There were many old, broken, and strange items of unknown origin and unknown use for sale here.
If there was a sale, there would be a purchase. Therefore, there were more treasure hunters who came here to search for treasures.
The little black cat had a small shop in Lianzhou Harbor, where every inch of land was expensive.
To what extent?
A single wooden bed, a three-foot-wide wooden box without a lid, two square stools, and two more people standing in the room. There was no place to set foot in the entire shop.
The little black cat's shop did not have a name. A black curly-tailed kitten was drawn on the door with a charcoal pencil. When the shop was opened in the morning, the door was removed and placed at the door. It was the signboard of this small shop.
The little black cat's small shop did not sell firewood, rice, oil, salt, or rare treasures. They specialized in selling some strange and damaged old items, regardless of size or damage, all of which cost a hundred taels of silver.
For so many years, although no one had heard of anyone finding any rare treasures in the little black cat's shop, they had never heard of the shop selling any fake goods that were new or old. Therefore, although the little black cat's shop was small, it could still make a business of two or three pieces every month. Most of the patrons were foreigners who came to Lianzhou Port to search for treasures.
On this day, the little black cat made a big deal. A young Taoist priest from another city bought six 'old objects' from him in one go, including three ancient swords, an old brush, an old cauldron with a missing lid, and a hairless horsetail whisk.
This honest Taoist priest had taken out all the loose silver in his wallet when he paid the bill, but he barely managed to gather six hundred taels of silver.
After the little black cat made this big deal, it was naturally happy. When this person was happy, he was willing to help others.
The little black cat saw that the Taoist priest was alone and had no companions. Among the six " treasures " he bought, the other items were still acceptable. The old cauldron without a lid was about half the height of a person. Although it was not too heavy and could be carried by one person, this Taoist priest had at least taken care of a big business of six hundred taels of silver. The clever but kind little black cat was really embarrassed to see this young Taoist priest carry the old cauldron without a lid, three ancient swords, and a hairless horsetail whisk through the market.
"Taoist priest, can I help you send this ancient cauldron to your resting place? Although I'm not tall, I'm very strong.”
As the little black cat spoke, he grabbed the cauldron's ear with one hand and lifted the old cauldron. He was really strong. Although the old cauldron was only about 80 pounds, the little black cat was not a tall and mighty brawny man. He was just a thin youth who had just turned 15 this year. It was already very impressive for a small arm as thick as a hemp rod to be able to lift a bronze cauldron weighing 80 jin with one arm. Without this strength, the little black cat would have long been bullied to death by those street ruffians who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
"Great Blessings of Heaven, Honored Lord Wu Liang, thank you for your good intentions, little brother. The inn in the city is too expensive, so I'm currently staying in Little Li Village, five miles away from the eastern city. I'll carry it back myself. We are fated to meet. I have a talisman here. It's not worth much and has no supernatural powers. It's made from an unknown wild incense wood at the back of our Taoist temple. It can repel mosquitoes and insects. If you put it in your house, it can prevent mosquitoes from biting you in summer and allow you to have a good sleep.”
The young Taoist priest untied a wooden talisman the size of half a palm from his waist and tied it to the head of the single wooden bed in the shop along with the green lanyard on the talisman.
This Taoist priest had taken care of the little black cat's business, which was worth two taels of silver, and gave him a talisman that could repel mosquitoes. It made the little black cat feel warm in its heart.
"Taoist priest, please wait a moment. I'll borrow a cart to send you back to Little Li Village.”
The little black cat was pushing a single-wheeled cart borrowed from its neighbor. On the cart was the old cauldron without a lid. In the cauldron were three ancient swords and a hairless horsetail whisk.
Squeak, squeak, squeak...
The little black cat pushed the wheelbarrow and the young Taoist priest out of the eastern city. They did not take the official road but took a dirt road. This way, they could avoid many detours. Before the sun set, he could still make it into the city.
The young Taoist priest bought five brown sugar sesame seed cakes before leaving the city. He kept one for himself and gave the other four to the little black cat.
The little black cat ate half of it and put the rest of the sesame seed cake in his arms. He did not have a big appetite. One meal and half of it was enough for him to eat for four days.
Speaking of which, this Taoist priest was really cunning. Previously, he had taken out all the scattered silver in the shop and only managed to gather 600 taels of silver. In the end, when he bought the sesame seed cakes, he took out a money bag from his pocket. There were at least two hundred taels of silver in it.
However, he was really kind-hearted. When he passed by the sesame seed cake shop, he took a few more glances.。。Alright, he even swallowed his saliva and looked at it a few times.
He bought five brown sugar sesame seed cakes at 30 copper coins each and gave four of them to himself. On the way, she even helped him push the cart for a while so that he could free his hands to eat half a hot sesame seed cake.
"Hey, we opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to live on, you have to leave behind money.”
Two masked robbers, one tall and one short, jumped out of the woods by the road. They stood in the middle of the road and blocked the little black cat and the young Taoist priest.
The little black cat felt strange. It had never heard of any robbery around Lianzhou Port. Where did these two robbers come from?
They were said to be short of money and had come out to do a business without capital. The two sabers in their hands were obviously valuable and could be sold for at least five hundred taels of silver.
They were rich, but both of them were wearing coarse clothes and hemp shoes. Looking at their yellow skin color, they should be people who had been exposed to the wind and sun all year round.
"I am Wudang King Chongyang. Greetings, seniors.”
Just as the little black cat's mind was in a mess, the young Taoist priest stepped in front of him and bowed to the two robbers.
"What front and back? We don't care if you're five or six. Pay for the road and we won't hurt you.”
The tall and fat robber shouted without hesitation.
"Yes, not just silver. Also, leave the cart and the things on it. We brothers only want money and not lives.”
The short and thin robber shouted.
The little black cat understood in its heart that these two robbers were definitely not ordinary people. How could an ordinary person dare to snatch the master of Wang Chongyang, the eldest senior brother of Mount Wudang, the holy land of the Liyang martial arts world?
The little black cat might not know about ordinary martial artists. However, Wang Chongyang's name had long been well-known to him. He was the Daoist Sage who ranked second on the Heaven List, the first disciple of the Wudang Sect Master, Immortal Sanfeng, and the eldest senior brother of Mount Wudang, the holy land of the Liyang Martial Arts World.
Legend had it that he was a man of great fortune. He was so blessed that he could pick up rare treasures even if he tripped outside.
Some of the people who came to Lianzhou Harbor to pick up treasures might not know the name of the Liyang Emperor, but they definitely knew the name of Wang Chongyang, the " Great Fortune Rivalling King " and " Wudang Sect's Eldest Senior Brother ".
Ten years ago, Wudang Sect's Sect Leader, Daoist Sanfeng, brought Wang Chongyang's 'little friend' out for a tour. When they passed by a county market, Wang Chongyang saw a pair of mother and son who were 'selling their house to bury their loved ones'. He pitied them and begged his master, Daoist Sanfeng, to' lend two taels of silver', to help him buy a 'coffin and tombstone' for the mother and son to bury their loved ones.
At that time, Wang Chongyang, who was only twelve years old but already had the strength, even helped the mother and son dig a hole in the suburbs to place the coffin.
In the end, after digging a six feet deep hole, he actually dug out a dragon liver mushroom the size of an adult man's arm.
This Dragon Liver Mushroom was known as an immortal delicacy. It only grew underground, but how and where it grew had never been determined. Dragon liver mushrooms had been found in mountains, forests, watersides, and underground towns.
Moreover, a normal dragon liver mushroom was only the size of a baby's arm. A dragon liver mushroom the size of an adult man's arm was simply unheard of and unheard of.
It was said that Wang Chongyang had divided the top-grade Dragon Liver Mushroom into two portions, one of which was given to the poor mother and son.
Seven years ago, Wang Chongyang, who was already fifteen years old, went down the mountain alone and spent three taels of silver to save a thin old crane and a nest of unhatched crane eggs from a hunter.
In the end, after the eggshell was broken, there were actually seven purple-crowned divine cranes that could fly three thousand miles a day.
Even Mount Longhu, which was known as the richest sect in the Dao Sect, only had one Purple-crowned Divine Crane.
Four years ago, when Wang Chongyang was passing through Mount Hua on a rainy night, a huge rock rolled down from the mountain and smashed fifteen steps in front of him. The huge rock shattered on the spot, and the world's number one offensive and killing sword, the Divine Weapon Cloud Piercing Sword, which was hidden in the huge rock, reappeared after five hundred years.
Such coincidences and fortuitous encounters proved that this Big Brother of Wudang Sect was a true treasure hunter.
If he could return alive this time, he would be rich as long as he spread the news that the Big Brother of Wudang Sect had bought six old items from his shop in one go. At that time, the customers who came to his shop to pick up the leftovers would line up in at least three streets.
The little black cat was happily fantasizing about the scene of customers coming to his small shop like clouds in the future. On the other side, Wang Chongyang was already 'fighting' with the two masked robbers.
Err... To be precise, it was the two robbers who were beating up Eldest Senior Brother.
The two sabers flew up and down, slashing dozens of times like a storm. The clanging sounds were louder than the sound of twenty blacksmiths hitting iron at the same time, and sparks flew everywhere.
However, even after being slashed dozens of times by them, Eldest Senior Brother did not even lose a single strand of hair. A nine-foot-wide pale blue light shield covered Eldest Brother's body. The dozens of slashes landed on the light shield.
It turned out that just as the two robbers were about to attack, Eldest Brother took out a yellow talisman from his bosom. He only used a little of the Purple Mansion True Essence of Wudang's Purple Mansion Divine Art to activate the magical power of this protective yellow talisman.
Seeing that they couldn't break Eldest Brother's protective talisman, the two robbers turned around and put their knives on the little black cat's neck. They threatened Eldest Brother Wang Chongyang with the little black cat's life to hand over the broken cart and the old things on the cart that were enveloped in the light shield with him.
"Wang, everyone in Wudang Mountain, from the Supreme Headmaster to the Five Heroes of Wudang, has a benevolent heart and a heroic spirit. For a few worldly possessions, do you have the heart to watch such a kind-hearted child who helped you push the cart to deliver goods be beheaded and exposed to the wilderness?”
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Ever since the little black cat found out that the young Taoist priest who had given him four brown sugar sesame seed cakes was the legendary Wudang's expert at picking up scraps, Wang Chongyang, the little black cat had thought that if the two robbers could not defeat this Wudang's eldest senior brother, they would definitely be desperate and take him hostage.
He wanted to run, but the two of them kept glancing at him from the corner of their eyes. The little black cat was afraid that if he moved, the other party would harm him first.
He and the first disciple of the Saint, the eldest senior brother of Wudang Sect, were strangers to begin with. Their identities were worlds apart. Would he give up six rare treasures for a second-hand goods dealer like him?
Don't joke around. If he were the Big Brother of Wudang Sect, he wouldn't take six rare treasures and divine weapons to save a stranger.
The little black cat felt especially upset when it thought of its grandfather, who had been away from home for many years and had not heard from him.
If her grandfather was here, she would not have to pretend to be a wild boy and look after the shop in public. He wouldn't have had his head cut off with a knife on his neck on this deserted road.。。。。。Wuwuwu... He still had three brown sugar sesame seed cakes in his arms.。。
As she thought about it, the little black cat started to cry in grievance. From soft sobs to tears falling like rain.
"As the saying goes, human life is as important as the sky. The two seniors have also said that these are just worldly possessions. How can they compare to this child's life?”
Before Wang Chongyang could finish his sentence, he kicked the cart in front of the two robbers.
The little black cat and the two robbers did not expect this Wudang Sect's Eldest Senior Brother to be as stupid and rich as the rumors said.。。No, he was benevolent and chivalrous. He didn't hesitate to hand over the cart and the 'treasure' on it.
"Hahahaha, it's true that Wudang Sect values loyalty and righteousness.”
The two robbers kept their word. Not only did they let the little black cat go, but they also bowed to the little black cat sincerely and apologized.
Moreover, they each gave the little black cat fifty taels of silver, saying that the two brothers had frightened the little black cat and that this silver was for the little black cat to calm down.
They didn't even touch those six treasures before returning them to Wang Chongyang.
The tall and fat robber pulled out a short knife covered in green rust from his boots, saying that it was an item that was placed in his family's ancestral secret vault alone and was a blessing.
The two brothers had studied it for more than ten years, but they still couldn't find anything special about this short knife that was covered in green rust. They wanted the Wudang Sect's Big Senior Brother, who was blessed with great fortune, to help them and bless this short knife. However, they were afraid that the treasure would move their hearts. If this short knife was really a divine weapon or a rare treasure and was taken by Wang Chongyang, the two of them would suffer a huge loss.
Therefore, the two of them discussed and deliberately put on a show of robbing treasures and kidnapping people to test Wang Chongyang's character. They wanted to see if this Big Brother of Wudang Sect would disregard the lives of innocent people because of his greed for treasures.
In the end, the first disciple of the Saint was indeed a chivalrous and benevolent expert.
For a peddler they didn't know, they were actually willing to give up the divine weapons and rare treasures they had. Such a benevolent person would definitely not take their family heirloom for themselves.
After the false alarm, the little black cat, who had received a hundred taels of silver, felt that this trip to the city today was not in vain. Not only did he get 100 taels of silver for nothing, he even saw the legendary 'Great Fortune Rival'.
Moreover, he had even watched such a good show.
Speaking of which, these two were really good at acting. When they put a knife to his neck, he really thought that 'today is today'.
Wang Chongyang kept the yellow talisman and took the short knife to examine it carefully.
Every time a rare treasure appeared around him, he would have a very strange feeling, and the Zifu Quintessential Essence in his sea of vital energy would also be particularly active.
However, after holding this short knife in his hand, the Purple Mansion True Essence in his sea of vital energy did not have any reaction at all, let alone any special or wonderful feeling.
"Immortal Wang, what kind of treasure is this short knife passed down in our family?”The tall and fat man looked at Wang Chongyang and asked with anticipation.
"Senior, I don't feel anything magical about this saber. Perhaps this saber has some special memorial significance to your ancestors, so your ancestors placed it on the right blessing position in the secret room.
Of course, perhaps I was blind and couldn't discover its mysteries.
However, I feel that no matter if this saber is an old treasure of your ancestors, a divine weapon, or a rare treasure, since it was previously in the treasure vault, the two of you can continue to place it in its original place. Firstly, it could commemorate its ancestors. Secondly, divine weapons had their own spirituality. When it was time to be born, it would naturally wash away its lead and shine again.”
Wang Chongyang handed the short knife back to the tall and fat man, but the fat man lowered his head in deep thought and did not take the knife.
Wang Chongyang thought that he could not accept the fact that this short knife, which was placed in his family's ancestral secret room, was not a treasure. He was very understanding and did not rush him. Instead, he calmly continued to raise the short knife to let the tall and fat man calm down.
"Priest Wang, this saber isn't something passed down from our ancestors. It's a piece of junk we bought for ten copper coins on the roadside when we followed you out of the city.”
The short and thin man had somehow gotten behind Wang Chongyang. The two brothers were both Level Two Grandmasters of Upper Tier. Even if Wang Chongyang was on guard, he wouldn't be able to discover the other party with his Level Three martial artist strength of Lower Tier, let alone if he had planned it out. Moreover, the short and thin man was extra careful.
The sharp blade that he had sheathed earlier had been drawn out by him again and was placed on Wang Chongyang's neck.
"Surnamed Wang, if you move, my brother's knife will cut your neck.”
The tall and fat man also raised his head. His face was filled with malevolence and pride. He did not look disappointed at all.
At this moment, the little black cat also understood that the other party was indeed acting, and it was a 'play within a play'!
That's right, how could he let someone snatch the Eldest Senior Brother of Wudang Sect for nothing?
Did he think that the old Wudang saint, Immortal Sanfeng, was a fake?
Even if Reverend San Feng disdained to bully the weak and attack them…Among the Five Heroes of Wudang, only Wang Chongyang, the Eldest Senior Brother, had the cultivation of a Rank-3 martial artist due to his mediocre aptitude. The other four were all genuine experts at the great circle of the second grade.
This was especially true for the junior brother of Mount Wudang. On Mount Wudang, besides Reverend San Feng, the strongest fighter was the White-Robed Fighting God, Wang Xiao Ping. He was known as the number one fighter of Mount Wudang by the people of the martial world.
The two of them had snatched the most popular eldest senior brother in Wudang Mountain. Naturally, they were afraid of the people of Wudang Mountain, especially the youngest junior brother of Wudang Mountain. They wanted to avenge their eldest senior brother.
He should have thought of this long ago. After killing someone and snatching their treasure, silencing them was the best and safest choice.
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"I have met many people who think the same way as you two seniors. Not only did he want to steal the treasure, but he also wanted to kill them. He wanted to prevent future troubles. There are also people who want to use me, the Wudang Sect's Eldest Senior Brother whose martial arts are mediocre, as a stepping stone to defeat me and kill me to become famous in the martial arts world or to slap Wudang in the face. I'm ashamed to say this, but every time I leave Wudang Mountain, I'll bring the magic weapons, talismans, and elixirs that my junior brothers have specially customized for me. At least one junior brother will accompany me and protect me, the eldest senior brother who has average combat strength.”
Wang Chongyang did not take the sharp blade on his neck seriously at all. Instead, he slowly chatted with the two robbers.
"Wang, you don't have to bluff to scare us. If your junior brothers were really protecting you in the dark, why didn't they show up when we slashed you forty to fifty times just now?”
The tall and fat man felt a little guilty after hearing Wang Chongyang's words. As he spoke, he kept looking around. It was quiet in the wilderness. There was no sign of any wind or grass, let alone anyone.
Perhaps he was worried that a long delay would cause trouble, the tall and fat man did not waste any more words. He raised his saber and was about to end Wang Chongyang's life.
The little black cat wished that it could rush up and block the knife for that kind-hearted Wudang Eldest Senior Brother. Didn't they say that good people would be rewarded?
Priest Wang was such a good person. How could he have met two vicious bandits who had stolen the treasure and wanted to kill people?
It would be great if he knew some peerless martial arts or magical Taoist skills, or had a protection talisman like what Priest Wang had just used, so that he and he would not be afraid of the killing blades of the two villains.
Perhaps some god had heard the little black cat's prayers. A cold sword light flashed, and the tendons in the hands of the two robbers were cut off. The two sharp blades fell to the ground with a clang.
Not only that, the sword light did not lose its momentum and broke the tendons in their other hands.
"My senior brother is kind-hearted. Every time he meets someone who harbors malicious intent towards him, he only punishes them lightly. I didn't appear because I wanted you two vicious idiots to die as much as you want. Let my senior brother see the dangers of the martial world and understand that killing the most evil person is the best thing to do.”
A young Daoist dressed in white holding a divine sword, Cloud Straight, floated out of the forest in the distance. He covered a distance of ten feet in an instant.
"Little Junior Brother is right."
As soon as Wang Chongyang finished speaking, a sword light flashed and two heads, one fat and one thin, flew into the air.
"On the road to the Yellow Springs, don't forget that the person who took your lives is Wudang's Wang Xiao Ping.”
The white-robed Wang Xiao Ping had a light red vertical line between his eyebrows. It was said that in ancient times, those with strong killing intent and Warrior Heart all had this line.
'All evil deeds will be punished.' One tall and one short, two headless corpses fell on the wilderness path.
The little black cat was dumbfounded. Was this the merciful disciple of the Three Pure Ones?
" If you open your mouth to ask for a life, you can cut off the head with your sword.'Are you the Mountain King of Black Wind Mountain?
However, it was so satisfying!
"Little brother, I'm sorry for scaring you."
The Big Brother of Wudang blocked the little black cat's line of sight with his body. He did not want the child to be frightened by the two corpses and bloody heads on the ground.
Then, Wang Chongyang took out four fragrant green pills from his pouch while talking to the little black cat. He casually threw the pills on the two corpses and the heads.
The little black cat caught a whiff of a very fragrant smell, just like the best selling rouge in Four Fragrance House, Sunny Spring. It was as fragrant and intoxicating. He gently twisted his body, wanting to see why the corpse and head emitted such a fragrant smell. However, he did not see anything. There were no corpses or human heads by the side of the road. There was nothing else on the ground except for a pool of water that smelled good.
"I really want to join you?" This was the first thought that came to the little black cat's mind when it saw the puddle of water.
He felt that the so-called Daoist sect, Wudang Mountain, was definitely the kind that used a Daoist temple as a cover. In fact, the Taoists inside were a group of green forest heroes who exterminated the violent and pacified the good.
The Taoist priest in white killed the two villains 'cleanly'
There was also the 'skilled technique' of this Wudang Sect's Eldest Senior Brother when he destroyed the corpse and wiped out the evidence.
Not to mention the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, even the chief of the village who occupied the mountain as the king was probably inferior.
"Chief, I want to join."
The little black cat kneeled in front of Wang Chongyang and kowtowed three times, looking at the Great Master with a pious gaze.。。Bah, it was Eldest Senior Brother Wang Chongyang.
"Pfft." Wang Xiao Ping, who had always had a cool and cold expression, couldn't help but laugh when he heard the little black cat call his senior brother 'Chief' and say that he wanted to join the team. He, who originally made people feel as cold as ice, instantly made the little black cat feel like a flower blooming in spring after laughing.
Wang Xiao Ping looked at the little black cat with a 'teachable' look in his eyes.
"You're still laughing. Just be happy. Remember not to see blood in front of the child next time.”
Wang Chongyang glared at Wang Xiao Ping and lectured him.
"Little brother, were you scared just now? We are disciples of the Three Pure Ones, and Wudang Mountain is not some village. There is no need to join us and talk to the Chief.”
Wang Chongyang thought that the little black cat was frightened and was afraid that the two of them would kill him to silence him. He smiled warmly and half-squatted on the ground to appease him. At the same time, he silently used his right hand that was gently placed on the little black cat's arm to transfer a wisp of Wudang's Purple Mansion Divine Art's vital essence to help him calm down and calm his heart.
"Yes, yes, yes. I was just frightened. Actually, what I wanted to say was that I would like to ask you to take me in as your disciple. I'm willing to join Wudang and cultivate.”
The clever little black cat quickly changed its words.
"Sure, you and I are destined to be master and disciple. But what do you want to learn? Wudang has…"
The little black cat did not expect this Chief.。。Bah, it's Eldest Senior Brother... No, it was his master who agreed to take him in as a disciple so easily.
Shouldn't it be like what the storyteller said, that he had to kneel in the wind, frost, rain, and snow without eating or drinking until he fainted?
Or he would climb a cliff with his bare hands, throw a small knife to himself, and let him fight a group of tigers and wolves to test his courage and balance.
A master and disciple?
Hmm, no wonder he first saw the boss in the shop.。。Pfft, it was her master, and she felt especially close to him.
Moreover, based on his master's introduction just now, Wudang Mountain was very powerful.
There were the sect's divine arts, Zhenwu Taixuan Scripture, Shangqing Ziyang Scripture, Purple Mansion City Palace Nine Gates, Dual Polarity Taihe Book, Qiongtai Hidden Immortal Scripture, Zhenwu Original Divine Talisman Mystic Scripture, Heavenly Eye Alchemy Art, Zhenwu Pavilion Jiazi Sword Movement Record, and Yuanwu Wuliang Disaster Crossing Divine Saber.。。。。。There were so many powerful cultivation techniques.
Internal Martial Arts, Dao Techniques, Talismans, Alchemy, Sword Arts, Saber Arts.。。What should he learn?
Eh? Weird, I've never heard of Wudang having an expert who's good at using sabers.
I Am the Dividing Line: (^Omega ^): The line cuts me
Legend has it that Master Sanfeng was a very amiable and generous elder. He shouldn't dislike me, right?
I wonder what the tempers of Second Martial Uncle, Third Martial Uncle, and Fourth Martial Uncle are like?
Looking at Little Uncle-Master's cold exterior but warm heart, those three Uncle-Masters 'tempers shouldn't be too bad, right?
Aiya, I forgot to tell my master that I'm a girl. Wudang is the holy land of Taoism. They definitely won't accept female disciples. In that case, it was better for him not to tell them that he was a girl, right?
But if he didn't say it now, he would be discovered sooner or later. The other party had saved his life and even treated him so well. Wasn't there a master-disciple relationship?
Then tell the truth.
"Master, actually, I'm...。。”
"Alright, I knew you were a girl the moment I entered your shop. There is a place for female Taoist priests to cultivate on the south peak of Tai He Peak. You can cultivate and stay there. You can come to the main peak every three days and I will give you some pointers. If there's anything you don't understand about mystic techniques, talismans, alchemy, and sword principles, your martial uncles will teach you.”
The little black cat's worried heart finally relaxed.
However, her master did not bring her back to Wudang immediately. Instead, he taught her the cultivation formula for the first level of the Wudang martial arts mystic technique, the Nine Gates of the Purple Mansion Imperial Palace. He also gave him a strand of Zifu Quintessential Essence to help him comprehend it.
Moreover, his master also told him that the talisman tied to his bed, other than repelling mosquitoes, as long as he used the Purple Mansion True Essence that his master had given him to activate it, it would be like the yellow talisman he had used before, with the wonderful effect of protecting himself.
His master also said that the brick he used to pad the leg of the bed was actually a divine weapon made by an ancient god. It contained the remnant will of the ancient god. As long as he dripped the Lianxin Blood on his nameless fingertip on it, he could communicate with it. If he was fated, the remnant will of the ancient god could grant him the magical ability of the ancient god. He could even temporarily invite the remnant will of the ancient god to possess him, allowing him to obtain the power of the ancient god in a short period of time.
However, if a person's body and primordial spirit were too weak, they would not be able to fully carry the ancient god's divine sense. Every time they asked the ancient god to possess them, the ancient god's divine sense would also be consumed. After it was consumed, it could not be recovered.
Therefore, every time it was used to invite a god to possess it, the divine weapon would be damaged a little. If it was used too much, the divine weapon would completely become an ordinary weapon.
His master said that he was only a Rank-3 Martial Master now. He would go into seclusion for a year when he returned to Wudang this time to strive for a Rank-2 Grandmaster. When he came out of seclusion, he would personally come to Lianzhou Port to pick him up. He could take advantage of this year's time to rent out the shop or hand it over to a reliable person to manage.
On the way out of the city, he heard himself say that his grandfather had gone on a long trip many years ago and had never returned. If he brought her back to Wudang Sect without a word, her grandfather would be anxious when he came back and didn't know where she went.
"Master, my name is Xiao Huimao, not the little black cat. Don't forget to pick me up!“
The little black cat, Xiao Huimao, shouted at her master, who was leaving with Little Uncle-Master, with tears in her eyes.
。。。。。。
In the Wudang Mountains, there were many high peaks and undulating mountains. Taihe Peak stood out among them.
The True Martial Palace was located on the south side of Taihe Peak, on a lone peak. The palaces, pavilions, towers, and halls were built on the mountain and rocks. The structure was exquisite. It was the highest scenic spot in Wudang. If one did not climb Taihe Peak and enter the True Martial Palace, one would not be considered to have truly arrived in Wudang.
Two hundred years ago, Zhao Di, the founding father of Liyang, ordered the expansion of the True Martial Palace. After it was completed, Mount Wudang was conferred the title of 'Great Mountain Celestial Mountain', and the Taoist Palace built on the top of the mountain,' True Martial Officer 'was conferred the title of' Immortal Mountain True Martial Palace'.
At the foot of Taihe Peak, there is a pavilion for washing swords. Beside the pavilion, there is a living spring. Every person who ascends Taihe Peak uses the water of the living spring to wash the fierce and fierce qi of the sabers and swords they wear.
On this day, the second disciple, Zhang Yunhe, the third disciple, Xie Yuanluo, and the fourth disciple, Immortal Xu, of Wudang Sect's Daoist Master Sanfeng were waiting in the Sword Cleansing Pavilion before dawn.
"Before Eldest Senior Brother left the mountain, I made two divinations for him. This trip was full of surprises but no danger, and he would gain a little. After eliminating the evil, there would be the joy of spring trees being reborn. Third Brother, Fourth Brother, have you prepared enough talismans and pills for Eldest Senior Brother?”
Second Master Zhang, one of the Five Heroes of Wudang who was good at divination, was overjoyed when he thought of the words 'small gains' in the divination. To the Eldest Senior Brother who was blessed with great fortune, a small gain was a 'rare treasure' to his brothers.
"Senior Brother, don't worry. Not to mention that you divined 'shocking', even if you divined' great fortune', Fourth Junior Brother and I would have prepared enough talismans and medicinal pills for Eldest Senior Brother to protect himself.”
Third Master Xie Yuanluo was straightforward. He knew that Second Brother would not misunderstand him and suspect that his divination was inaccurate. He and Fourth Brother were used to being cautious. It was better to be prepared.
Immortal Xu nodded and smiled.
To make a long story short,
Wang Chongyang and Wang Xiaopin returned to Mount Wudang. Inside the Sword Cleansing Pavilion, Wang Chongyang distributed the six treasures he picked up from this trip to his three junior brothers.
Zhang, Xie, and Xu all had to give their ancient swords to Eldest Senior Brother.
As the First Disciple of the Sage of Daoist Sect and the Eldest Senior Brother of Wudang Sect, he was known as the " Great Fortune, Picking up Treasures Casually ". He gave all the divine weapons and treasures he 'picked up' to his junior brother, but he only wore an ordinary iron sword.
Wang Chongyang refused firmly. He said that he had average talent and was only able to become the Eldest Brother because he had entered the sect early. Four Junior Brothers, you are talented and are Wudang's fortune today and glory in the future.
As the saying goes,'If you want to do something good, you have to first sharpen your weapons'. As a senior brother, I can't teach you martial arts and mantras. After obtaining some good things, of course, I have to let you guys come first. The better you guys are, the happier I am. As for the sword, I'll go up the mountain to the arsenal to take a look. Maybe I can find a Dao soldier. Don't be greedy when the time comes.
Zhang, Xie, Xu, and Wang, the four Junior Brothers, all knew that their Eldest Brother was comforting them. Although their Master, the Immortal Sanfeng, was the second strongest on the Heaven Roll and one of the Three Saints of Liyang, Mount Wudang was not as good as Mount Longhu, who was good at managing things.
Wudang Sect usually did not have a large income. Most of the disciples on the mountain cultivated their own fields and were self-sufficient.
Every time there was a major disaster or plague at the foot of the mountain, Wudang would donate generously and buy food and medicine to help the people. The valuable items in the armory, treasure vault, and pill vault of Mount Wudang had long been sold off in exchange for food and herbs. They were used to save lives during major disasters and plagues.
Not to mention the Dao soldiers that were sharper than divine weapons, even ordinary weapons had long been sold out.
That night, the four heroes of Wudang knelt outside the Wudang arsenal. They had already agreed that after Eldest Brother came out of the arsenal without any treasure, he must choose one of the divine weapons in their hands for his own use. Otherwise, they would kneel for a long time until Eldest Brother had a divine weapon and a sword.
Just as the four of them were thinking about how to persuade their Eldest Brother, a ray of light broke through the roof of the arsenal and shot into the sky. It was like a rainbow that pierced through the sun, drawing a long, long, long seven-colored light in the dark night sky.
On this night, Wang Chongyang, the eldest senior brother of Wudang Sect, walked out of the arsenal with an ancient sword in his hand. The name of the sword was Jishi, which was forged by Ancestor Lu 500 years ago. It was the third Dao soldier left in the world after Ancestor Lu's sword, Qing Mingming, and the scabbard, He Ci's Death.
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