“I heard from my cousin that there are also some practitioners in Wudang Mountain, but most of them spend their time in some forbidden areas.”

"What are you looking at? There is no Taoism these days. You've heard of Wudang, right? It's just like other schools. It has no appeal."

There are indeed few strong people in the world of cultivation today.

Even in ancient times, there were not many practitioners, and most people had only heard of some martial artists. Chen Menghan ignored all this, and instead looked at Chen Feng: "Grandpa, do you think there are any true Taoist masters on Mount Wudang?"

Chen Menghan trusted Chen Feng very much.

Those incredible words that Chen Feng had said before have finally been confirmed.

Chen Feng thought for a moment and said slowly: "Maybe."

Chen Feng was a hermit on Mount Wudang during the late Yuan and Ming dynasties.

At that time, there was a sect called "Wudang Sect" on Wudang Mountain. It was an authentic sect.

What impressed Chen Feng the most was Zhang Sanfeng, an ordinary man who lived to be 212 years old.

This is a pretty amazing thing.

Back then, Chen Feng and Zhang Sanfeng were close friends and they had frequent interactions. Later, Chen Feng was even honored as the leader of Wudang, and his status was second only to Zhang Sanfeng.

Not long after Chen Feng succeeded as the sect leader, he took the initiative to resign and disappeared from the public eye, and his whereabouts are unknown.

From Chen Feng's perspective, Wudang Mountain should be a relic left by Taoism.

"Grandpa, did you see that? Could it be that this Taoist priest can fly in the sky like in the TV series?"

Chen Menghan looked at Lin Yi in surprise: "What's the matter?

In the eyes of ordinary people, this old Taoist priest should be a person with great martial arts skills.

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, and added: "If he is a Taoist priest, has practiced martial arts since childhood, has a very strong body, and can climb on the cliff, then it is the most basic."

What Chen Feng said is not without reason.

In ancient times, Chen Feng had met many strange people.

This is even more true for Taoism, which requires physical exercise and fitness from a young age.

Although it is not as powerful as the legend says, it is definitely not weak.

Climbing over walls and chopping off bricks are the most basic skills.

At the same time, Chen Feng's sarcastic laughter was heard in Chen Menghan's live broadcast room.

"Anchor, your grandfather is going to show off his affection, what is cheating?"

"You must have been fooled by your grandfather's book."

"I think what this boy said is not groundless. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng is 212 years old and has great martial arts skills."

"The rumor is wrong. It says there are ten suns in the sky, and nine of them were blown up by a powerful person. Is that true?"

"Are you kidding me? This is a matter of crossing mountains and rivers. If someone more powerful comes, I wonder if they can sprain their legs."

When Chen Feng said this, everyone present couldn't believe it.

But it is what it is.

Nowadays, everyone likes to rely on technology to win the game, but physical fitness is getting worse and worse.

In addition, Taoists are also engaged in business, and some Taoists have even opened a live broadcast platform to cheer for their fans.

Of course, all of this is false, but precisely because of this, not many people pay attention to Taoism, and even fewer people pay attention to Taoism.

Seeing this scene, Chen Menghan curled her lips and ignored it.

In her eyes, what Chen Feng said was true.

Soon, Chen Xiaobei took Chen Xiaobei into a tourist attraction that covered a large area.

Many people come to Wudang Mountain for tourism, and some come with the intention of learning Taoism. .. ..


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