"My dear disciple, do you think I'm such a dishonest person?”
The Wudang Sect Leader sighed as if he had suffered a great grievance.
"Master, even if you want to break the heavens, you have to honestly get me a good sword this year.”
The young Taoist priest didn't fall for this at all. He threatened,"Why don't I go to Lotus Peak and borrow Martial Uncle's sword?”
"Little bastard, you still want to hit on your martial uncle?”
Wang Zhonglou waved his hand. It's so expensive that I can't afford it. No matter what, I'll buy you a hundred taels of silver.”
He really didn't dare to take the risk. If this kid ran to Lotus Peak and asked for it, according to his junior brother's personality,
He definitely wouldn't refuse and might even give her the sword.
"That's more like it."
Only then did Lin Xuan agree to put away the sword.
"Right, Shizun, how many people are coming from Northern Liang this time?”
he asked.
"The whole family is coming."
Wang Zhonglou picked up his teacup and took a sip leisurely.
"Hehe, doesn't that mean that the big girl from the Xu family will also come?”
"I wonder what expression Youngest Uncle will have when he hears this news." The young Taoist priest gloated.”
The corner of the Wudang Sect Leader's mouth twitched.
"You brat, don't act recklessly. Your Little Uncle-Master has his own fate."”
"I look like the kind of busybody.”
Lin Xuan smiled and said,"However, once the people of the Xu family come, our Wudang Sect will be lively again."”
"Yes."
"That's why I asked you to come and discuss it," said Wang Zhonglou.”
"What's there to discuss?"
He raised his eyebrows." Master, you just need to prepare a good sword for me. No matter who comes, I'll kill anyone below the Vajra Realm. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone sneak into Wudang to cause trouble."”
"Then what if the person who came is an expert above the Vajra Realm?”
Wang Zhonglou laughed.
"Ahem."
Lin Xuan coughed twice and said seriously,"Then I'll pretend I didn't see it."
"Haha."
Perfected Wang laughed out loud.
"You brat."
After laughing, Wang Zhonglou stroked his beard.""I'll leave those below the Vajra Realm to you, and those above the Vajra Realm to me. How about that?”
"Master still understands me."
The young Taoist priest grinned.”
They discussed for a long time until it was dark outside and their stomachs grumbled non-stop.
"No, I have to go."
Lin Xuan stood up and said,"If we don't go now, when Sister Huanhuan rests, we won't even have noodles to eat."”
"Go, go."
Wang Zhonglou nodded.
Half a foot out of the threshold of the True Martial Great Hall, he did not forget to turn around and say,"Master, don't forget the good sword you promised me.”
"I won't forget you."
Immortal Wang was speechless.
"Third Senior Sister, quickly make a bowl of noodles, I'm starving.”
Before they reached the dining hall, Lin Xuan shouted first.
"There's no need to go down."
Mu Huanhuan opened the door of the dining hall and said,""I specially saved dinner for you."
"Hehe, Third Senior Sister still cares about me.”
Looking at the mischievous young Taoist priest, Mu Huanhuan smiled.
After dinner, he returned to his room and sat cross-legged to cultivate his Qi.
Although it was still a long time before Old Xu's family came to Wudang, many things had to be prepared in advance.
Therefore, Wudang Sect was especially busy during this period of time, but this had nothing to do with Lin Xuan.
His only mission was to guard the mountain gate.
"Little Junior Brother, are you practicing your sword again?"
Qiu Bai and the other senior brothers came down from the mountain and saw Lin Xuan drawing his sword over and over again in the bamboo forest, so they greeted him.
"Senior Martial Brother Qiu Bai, what are you going to buy again?”
He was curious.
These days, there were disciples going up and down the mountain to buy almost every day.
"Don't mention it."
"Your Third Senior Sister said that the tools we bought are not good enough and that we have to buy new ones," Qiu Bai said.”
"Who dares to disobey the words of a tigress?”
Even so, Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan was now a legitimate flower of Wudang Sect.
"Junior brother, do you have anything you want to bring?”
Qiu Bai asked.
"Yes, I do."
Lin Xuan took out some scattered silver from his pocket and handed it over,"Bring two roast chickens and a pot of bamboo leaf green. The rest will belong to Shixiong.”
"Alright, leave it to Senior Brother."
Qiu Bai patted her chest and promised. Then, she and a few of her fellow disciples walked straight out of the mountain along the path.
Most of the sect's shopping was a lucrative job. It didn't matter if they couldn't enter. Moreover, they could also earn money by helping to bring some items.
However, Wudang didn't have so many rules. They usually took turns.
However, most of the orders came from Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan.
As expected, not long after Qiu Bai and the others left, they saw Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan and two Senior Sisters carrying baskets down the mountain.
"Third Senior Sister, are you going too?"
Lin Xuan asked.
"Junior brother, do you want to go down the mountain with us?”
The young Taoist priest struggled to break free from the enthusiastic wooing of his senior sisters.
He had no choice. After all, he was another flower of Wudang Mountain, even though he had sealed himself.
Watching the chattering senior sisters leave, Lin Xuan wiped the sweat on his forehead and continued to cultivate.
After a period of hard work, he was already able to control the Soft Palm Third Drive. Therefore, he planned to break through to the Fourth Drive.
The sun rose and the moon set, and the stars moved. Time passed day by day, and the weather became colder and colder. Along with the biting cold wind, the stream water splashed.
The busyness of Wudang Mountain had nothing to do with the young Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain. He was immersed in cultivation, and all the martial arts techniques on his body were steadily improving.
Another year of cold winter
On this day, sparse snowflakes drifted down from Mount Wudang. The sky was gloomy and dark clouds gathered on top of it.
Inside the pavilion, a bonfire was burning, and the flames were rising, emitting a scorching heat wave. The mountains were verdant, and the sun could not be seen.
Beside the bonfire, a Daoist sat cross-legged with his sword placed horizontally. On the ground beside him, there was a jar of turbid wine.
This Daoist had delicate features and was very handsome. His face seemed to have been cut by a knife. His long hair was tied up with a Daoist crown and wrapped in a green robe.
Not long after, a figure walked toward Wudang Mountain from the foot of the mountain. When he got closer, he saw that it was a woman. She was wrapped in a white cloak and had a long dress inside. She carried a long box on her back and a bamboo basket in her hand.
It was Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan, who had left the mountain in the morning.
Seeing the fire in the pavilion, she quickened her pace and walked straight over.
"I'm exhausted."
Mu Huanhuan complained,"I've been going down the mountain to buy these few days. My legs are getting thinner."”
"Isn't it just nice to be thin?"
The young Daoist who was meditating with his eyes closed opened his eyes and smiled.""Anyway, Third Senior Sister, didn't you always think that your legs were too thick in the past?”
"Quench."
Mu Huanhuan rolled her eyes at him." You heartless fellow. I went all the way to get your things, and you still tease me."”
After saying that, he took down the box on his back and patted it."Do you still want it?"
"Third Senior Sister, are you tired?”
"Third Senior Sister, are your legs sore?”
"Third Senior Sister, let me massage your shoulders.”
Lin Xuan finally obtained the box from her and carefully opened it.
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