Chen Jianqiu frowned.
As the current leader of Wudang Sanfeng Sect, Taoist Master Chen Jianqiu felt that it was a little strange these days.
The number of visitors on the mountain seemed to have increased by a lot.
It was so hot in the middle of summer, and it wasn't the peak season for tourism.
Of course, it was a good thing for the Wudang Taoist priests to have many visitors.
The income would be much higher!
Many people at the foot of the mountain had come here because of its fame. They were very interested in Wudang's Taoist martial arts. Chen Jianqiu was now a gold-lettered signboard of Wudang's martial arts.
He practiced martial arts at the age of seven and went to Wudang Mountain at the age of eleven. He learned Wudang Kungfu from Taoist Zhong of Sanfeng Sect and had a deep understanding of fist and sword techniques.
He was especially good at qinggong and taiji.
Priest Chen had also participated in many large-scale international martial arts exchange competitions. He had performed Wudang Kungfu for leaders of various levels in the country and international friends many times, and had received unanimous praise.
Now, Taoist Priest Chen was famous all over the world.
Anyone who loved martial arts in China or abroad would probably know Chen Jianqiu's name.
Therefore, many people came to Wudang to learn from him.
This was not strange!
The strange thing was that the people who came to look for him these few days... didn't seem to be here to see his swordsmanship and qinggong.
These people seemed to want to know some old things about Patriarch San Feng.
For example, the relationship between Zhang Sanfeng and the Sage Sect.
For example, in the early years of the Ming Dynasty…Liu Bowen killed the dragon?
Chen Jianqiu was confused.
It was also his fault for not surfing the Internet often.
"You still want to ask me if there are immortals in this world? This is really funny! What kind of era was this? Don't you know that you're not allowed to become an immortal after the founding of the country! How can there be such a person?"
Priest Chen cursed in his heart.
He was still smiling on the surface.
He waved his sleeves and led a group of anchors and reporters who were inquiring about Ancestral Master Zhang Sanfeng to the famous South Rock Palace in the Wudang Taoist temple.
Southern Rock was also known as Purple Cloud Rock.
Because it faces south, it is called South Rock.
Its full name was the Great Sage South Rock Palace. It was the most perfect combination of the cultural landscape and natural landscape of Wudang Mountain.
History books praise Nanyan.
"Divide the halls, the morning bell and evening lamp, the mountain chimes and the valley shakes!”
Priest Chen led everyone here.
"The scenery here is the best in the entire Wudang Mountain. It's said that Patriarch Sanfeng liked this place the most.”
"Everyone, calm down and enjoy the scenery first.”
"Will the beautiful scenery of Southern Rock cleanse the dust in your hearts?”
Taoist Master Chen Jianqiu stroked his beard and smiled.
It was so unfathomable!
Everyone's heart skipped a beat as they looked at the scenery of South Rock. The mountain breeze blew past the scorching heat of midsummer.
As expected, his hot mood became refreshed!
Everyone was thinking that Priest Chen was a man of Dao!
Zhang Shan could only feel the cool mountain breeze.
His face lit up with joy." Taoist Priest Chen, you have a point. As the saying goes, a calm heart will naturally cool down. Life is really filled with philosophy!"”
Chen Jianqiu laughed in his heart.
Nonsense!
It was a hot day, so the cool breeze naturally calmed her down.
Philosophic my ass.
This was common sense!
The wind blew.
In the end, a female reporter couldn't hold it in anymore.
She stood in front of Chen Jianqiu and asked carefully,""Priest Chen, do you think that immortals have existed in this world? Or was Ancestral Master Zhang Sanfeng really as powerful as the legends said?”
Chen Jianqiu was speechless.
What was going on?
Still asking?
Ask your banana!
How do I know if the records in the ancient books are true?!
This reporter didn't blow up enough…
Didn't you reporters always ask about martial arts in the past?
Why was he digging up their graves today?
Did you eat too much?
Although he was angry, Priest Chen still had to maintain a polite attitude. He met everyone's hopeful gazes and sighed softly after a long time.
"According to the ancient records, Patriarch Tribute once sighed with emotion at Southcliff.”
"What is it?"
"Patriarch only said four words."
Taoist Master Chen smiled mysteriously,"Those four words are--”
The Immortal Dao had no basis?
Zhang Shan's expression changed.
He had done a lot of research on Wudang Sect in the past few days and knew that Zhang Sanfeng had indeed said this.
Not only Zhang Sanfeng, but Zhang Songxi of Wudang Sect also said it.
Zhang Songxi was from the Ming Dynasty. He claimed to be Zhang Sanfeng's disciple. During the Jiajing period, he was famous for his Internal Martial Arts in Ningbo Prefecture.
In his later years, he went out alone to seek the Great Dao and came to a cave to cultivate. He left a letter to his disciple, asking him to come and find him five years later to test whether he had succeeded in the Way of Celestial Immortality.
Five years later, the disciple came to the cave he mentioned.
There were snakes and insects everywhere, and one of them was a skeleton.
Four words appeared on the rock beside the skeleton.
Those were the four words that Zhang Songxi had carved with his Vajra Finger before he died.
"The Immortal Dao is useless!"
It meant that there was no immortal path in the world!
In this case, it meant proof, evidence.
Chen Jianqiu said these words in a very profound manner.
He didn't answer directly, but talked about martial arts.
"Taoist Kungfu focuses on health preservation. As humans, what we can do is to not let our bodies suffer from illness and strive not to fall sick and live to ninety years old healthily.”
These words made many people in the live broadcast room fall into deep thought.
There were also people who were trying to explain the origin of the words 'immortal path without proof.'
"Perhaps there really are no immortals in this world.”
"It doesn't matter whether you have it or not. In fact, people have to be happy in their lives.”
"I say that, but I can't accept it…"
Zhang Shan ignored the comments.
He knew that it would be difficult to dig out any useful clues from Taoist Priest Chen, so he had no choice but to follow everyone to Dragon Tiger Hall.
This was a famous scene in Southern Rock.
There was a well with a hexagonal stone fence in the courtyard.
Longhu?
A well?
Zhang Shan's gaze shifted. He suddenly thought of the Demon Suppression Well on Mount Longhu.
Could it be that it was also a magical well?
"Master Chen, what is that well?”
"Hmm?"
Chen Jianqiu turned around and smiled."That's the Dew Well. The water in the well is fragrant and sweet, just like dew. That's why it's called the Dew Well. It's one of the best spring water in Wudang…If you're fated, you can try it.”
What was fate?
Fate meant money.
You like money, and I like money too. We like the same thing, so we're fellow daoists!
This was fate!
Do you understand?
Everyone looked at Chen Jianqiu's half-smile and cursed him in their hearts for asking for money. However, they honestly took out their money and stuffed it into the money box before bowing to the statue in the hall.
"Fated people, they are all fated people!”
After everyone was fated, they happily drank a mouthful of well water.
Drinking well water in the summer, even if the water quality was average, could make flowers bloom.
Furthermore, the water quality of the Dew Well was top-notch. Zhang Shan wanted to drink a second mouthful after drinking one.
At this moment, he seemed to hear something coming from the sky.
Everyone walked out of Dragon Tiger Hall.
In the sky, there were two helicopters heading straight for the Golden Palace.
"That's a military helicopter…What's going on?”
Chen Jianqiu's expression changed. He and the other Taoists in Dragon Tiger Hall quickly walked towards the Golden Hall.
"Fatty Shan, count, how many helicopters are there?”
"Counting my ass! Hurry up and follow him. Something big must have happened! (Looking forward to it)"
"Host, is the water sweet? Give me some too!"
"Why not? The Diabetics Immortal used it before, do you think it's sweet?”
Zhang Shan and the others looked at each other.
They looked at each other.
"I'm still a little thirsty.”
Since there was no one guarding him now, Zhang Shan grinned and prepared to go to the well to get water.
At this moment, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.
The fragrance wafted out from the well.
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Work harder, the number of flowers will soon exceed 5,000!
I can finally add more!
(crying)
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