Anti-travel chat group

A traverser from Tianlong World has been eliminated, and it will take some time for Xiaolongnv to reach Tianshan Mountain, so why not go to the movie version of Yitian Tulongji first.

At this time, a message was sent in the chat group.

The leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Tulongji: "Boss! Is it my turn in the world?"

Lin Yuan: "Okay, you send me the link."

The leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Tulongji: "Okay!"

A link appears on the chat group interface.

It says the world entrance of the leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Slaying the Dragon.

Lin Yuan: "@小龙女, take care of yourself first, talk in the chat group if you have something to do, I have gone to another world, if I deal with it quickly, I will come back to help you."

Xiao Longnu: "Yes! Let's go. I am very powerful now."

Lin Yuan clicked on that link, and his figure immediately disappeared from the Tianlongbabu world.

The sun is shining brightly here, and not far in front of it is a huge cardboard door. On the plaque of the cardboard door, there are three gold-plated characters written on the plaque of the door: Wudang faction!

A stone step spreads down from the mountain, which is the way to Wudang Mountain.

There were six pillars in the huge gate, and under each pillar stood two Wudang disciples holding swords and wearing blue and white Taoist robes.

There is a town not far behind, and a road paved with blue bricks at the foot.

Looking up at Wudang Mountain, Lin Yuan said in his heart: "We must find a way to sneak in! That traverser is now a Wudang disciple."

Then, while waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to retreat, he went to sneak into the Wudang Forbidden City to find Huotutuo.

Then you need a reason and identity to go to Wudang Mountain.

in the chat group.

Lin Yuan: "@依天勒龙记之魔教教师主. I need to go to Wudang Mountain now, so I need a reason and identity to go to Wudang Mountain, help me solve it?"

The leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Tulongji: "Why is this so difficult? Boss, wait a moment."

"Received a red envelope of identity information from the leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Tulongji."

"Received a red envelope of props from the leader of the Demon Cult of Yitian Tulongji."

Opening the red envelope, Lin Yuan immediately had a message in his mind, he is now a most ordinary Wudang martial arts disciple, without a master, he only knows one set of Wudang swordsmanship.

The other red envelope contained a Wudang Taoist robe, a standard sword of the Wudang sect, and a waist card to prove the identity of a Wudang disciple.

Once you have an identity, everything will be easy. Putting the Yitian Sword in the group warehouse, Lin Yuan walked towards Wudang Mountain.

The disciple guarding the mountain glanced at Lin Yuan's waist badge, and continued to guard the gate without saying a word.

What is the daily work of an ordinary Wudang disciple?

Waking up in the morning to face the sun and practice swords, but Lin Yuan doesn't know Wudang swordsmanship, and he doesn't bother to learn such low-level swordsmanship.

He knew how to use this set of swordsmanship just after watching his disciples use it completely, but what was lacking was the formulas for the practice of Wudang swordsmanship.

After eating at noon, I either do odd jobs on Wudang Mountain or go to patrol the mountain.

After dinner in the evening, I went to bed early.

A Wudang disciple can rest more than a dozen disciples in the house.

Lin Yuan's bed was placed closest to the wall.

The Taoist priests are still relatively leisurely, and they pay special attention to their own hygiene and tidiness.

The disciple's living room is very clean, and there is no smell of feet all over the room.

What Lin Yuan couldn't figure out was why they rarely spoke one by one?

Don't think about it too much, and when he has free time, Lin Yuan observes those disciples on Wudang Mountain, he wants to find out the traverser.

in the chat group.

Lin Yuan: "@依天刀龙记之魔教主主. Haven't you found the time traveler yet?"

Yitian Tulongji: Demon Sect leader: "Cough! This is embarrassing! I can be sure that he is in Wudang Mountain, but I can't find him.

He seemed to be hiding his breath with something. "

Lin Yuan: "If you want to say that, it's possible, after all, Zhang Sanfeng's strength is terrifying, and this Wudang is his territory, and even the slightest disturbance can't be hidden from his eyes.

That is to say, I am also very likely to be seen by that old man at any time that I am not a Wudang disciple. "

Zhang Sanfeng noticed a Wudang disciple who was supposed to be very ordinary these two days!

He always felt that this disciple appeared suddenly, but also felt that he had been on Wudang Mountain a long time ago.

This seemingly hazy feeling made him very confused.

He saw a difference in that disciple!

It's different from others.

A set of Wudang swordsmanship seems to be used quite well, but he can see the roundness and sophistication of the transition between moves!

This is not the skill that a beginner Wudang disciple should have.

The breath on his body seemed very ordinary, but he also felt that this person should be in the same level of strength as him.

strangeness!Very strange!very strange.

I can't help but want to test him, but I'm afraid of scaring the snake.

I didn't dare to get close enough to pay attention to him.

Looking at the sickly Zhang Wuji beside him, Zhang Sanfeng felt distressed for a while.

Suddenly Zhang Sanfeng got his attention.

Looking at Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Wuji, you can't practice martial arts, but you can do a little exercise at ordinary times, just practice Wudang sword moves, if you don't practice martial arts, you can still strengthen your body."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed: "Master, can I practice martial arts?"

Zhang Sanfeng said: "No, it's not martial arts, it's exercise! You can only practice properly, and you can't practice mental methods.

Do not exercise for more than half an hour a day. "

So every morning Zhang Wuji would appear at the place where Lin Yuanchen practiced his sword.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't teach him how to use Wudang swordsmanship, but just gave him a wooden sword. Zhang Wuji watched Lin Yuan practice the sword, and he followed suit.

It's just that he would be out of breath after swinging the wooden sword a few times.

After morning exercise.

Zhang Wuji's face was pale, with cold sweat on his head, he looked extremely painful.

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji from a distance, with a contemptuous expression on the corner of his mouth.

With a cold snort, he walked away.

Lin Yuan put away his sword, sat down beside Zhang Wuji, and said, "You seem to be in pain?"

Zhang Wuji forced a smile, and said: "I was hit by Xuanming God's palm eight years ago, and I can't practice martial arts in my life! But my master told me yesterday that I can exercise properly.

At first I knew that my body was getting better, but now it seems...

I probably have a few days to live!Master didn't want me to leave any regrets. "

Lin Yuan looked at Zhang Wuji, and thought: "This old guy Zhang Sanfeng arranged Zhang Wuji by my side, he must have some deep meaning.

This old guy must have noticed me, right? "

Glancing in the direction of Zhenwu Hall, this old man is more than 100 years old, but he is very treacherous!

He must have seen something.

Looking at Zhang Wuji again, this guy has the mysterious palm in his body, and only the Nine Suns Divine Art can save him.

And in this world, apart from myself, there is only Huotutuo in the forbidden area of ​​Wudang.

Chapter 51 The mighty little dragon girl

Lin Yuan thought again, this old man must have seen that some of my aura has the characteristics of the Nine Suns Divine Art, right?

After all, Zhang Wuji's Xuanming Divine Palm can only be healed by Jiuyang Divine Art.

Looking at Zhang Wuji again, Lin Yuan thought, "However, it's fine if I cure Zhang Wuji, but if this is the case, his subsequent plot may be difficult to continue."

Instead of continuing to talk to Zhang Wuji, Lin Yuan left with his sword in hand. After all, his mission was to find the traverser.

Another five days passed, and the traverser was still not found.

Zhang Wuji practiced sword beside Lin Yuan every day.

He works very hard, even if he is in pain after every sword practice.

His eyes are full of unyielding, disobedient!And a determined look of wanting to get stronger.

Thinking about it, he was burdened with blood and hatred, and was looked down upon every day on Wudang Mountain. For eight years, he never told anyone, and only Zhang Sanfeng saw it and felt pain in his heart.

This is also the reason why Zhang Sanfeng feels sorry for him.

Zhang Wuji didn't know why he had a good impression of this beginner disciple who would always talk to him and comfort him after practicing sword every day.

He didn't have the indifference of other Wudang disciples, or the contempt in his eyes.

Although he is also very indifferent.

Three days later.

A group of Emei disciples in white clothes like snow, with their heads covered by curtains, went up the mountain.

The leading one is a woman wearing a veil with an enchanting figure, stepping forward slowly on lotus steps.

For some reason, Lin Yuan, an introductory disciple, was chosen as the disciple to greet him in the Zhenwu Hall.

Usually those who are qualified to go are the best in the sect.

Standing in the crowd, a group of middle and senior Wuzhong disciples looked at Lin Yuan strangely.

They couldn't figure out how this beginner disciple was qualified to stand here.

In front of Lin Yuan are Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu.

Even Song Qingshu turned his head and frowned at Lin Yuan from time to time, this person was a temporary addition by the head teacher.

Song Yuanqiao and the others also looked at Lin Yuan curiously.

At this moment, Lin Yuan felt that all the stars were staring at him.

Curling your lips, what are you all looking at me for?What's wrong with the flowers on my face?

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Lin Yuan felt that this old man did all this, what on earth does this old man want to do?

If you think I am not your Wudang disciple, just point it out directly?

How about a fight?

Those Emei disciples stepped into the Zhenwu Hall.

Zhou Zhiruo walked out of the crowd, slowly took off the veil on her face, and opened her mouth lightly: "Emei disciple, Zhou Zhiruo. I have met Master Zhang, the head teacher of Wudang."

Both Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu looked at Zhou Zhiruo like pig brothers, drooling.

Lin Yuan looked at the two of them with contempt, but he didn't blame them, after all, although there were female disciples on Wudang Mountain, they were few and average-looking.

Zhou Zhiruo this time is the same as the Zhou Zhiruo in the movie version, who has a seductive aura about her body.

Lin Yuan turned on the live broadcast.

Lin Yuan: "Look, how does Zhou Zhiruo look like this week?"

Tianlong Babu: "Not as good-looking as Xiaolongnv."

Condor Heroes: "Not as good looking as Little Dragon Girl."

Water Margin: "I haven't seen Little Dragon Girl, but she is not as good-looking as Li Shishi."

Super Seminary: "I have no experience upstairs! I am the most beautiful north of the Milky Way, and I don't accept rebuttals."

Xiao Longnu: "Roll your eyes."

Gongsun Sheng: "Impoverished monks are not interested in beautiful women."