There are flowers at all times in the world. Even in the cold winter, there are wintersweets to enjoy. There are also flowers in autumn. The most famous osmanthus in Sancai County in autumn is the sweet-scented osmanthus.

The autumn wind is chilling, there are only a few pedestrians, drizzle is falling through the clouds, the mist is thick, and there is no warmth. On the river bank, a passenger ship is rising and falling. The passengers on the ship slowly get off, and there are oil-paper umbrellas of different colors.

Hei Tou held a huge black oil-paper umbrella, and Du Ruoxing stood under the umbrella, his robes swaying slightly in the breeze. There were several Juyi gang members following closely behind him. At first glance, he looked like a young master from a certain family.

Travel.

"Actually, I think I'm much more handsome than Brother Du, but why do I always find him more attractive when we walk together?"

On the shore, Wang Que and Lu Yang stood together waiting for Du Ruo. Looking at Du Ruo who finally got off the boat, he couldn't help but vomit bitterness.

Lu Yang was carrying a tiger-head euphorbia and an iron rod as thick as a bowl. They looked like two weapons, but they were actually one. They had been cut off by Nangong Hubo's sword before, and they have not been repaired yet.

He looked at Wang Que and said, "If you take a few subordinates with you at all times, wash your hair and change your clothes, you can still attract attention."

Wang Que held his sword and said: "In Brother Du's words, I am just a loser who only has good looks but doesn't cherish them, and he is a successful person..."

"That's what it means."

"Isn't it just to see who has more money?"

"Then do you have as much money as him?"

"With all my wealth, I can't afford his brocade hat and mink fur robe. It's incomparable!"

"As long as you understand."

"Brother Lu, you have become bad."

The Chunjiang Taoist Temple is actually not on the Chunjiang River, but outside of the Chunjiang River, on the edge of this small county. As for why it is called the Chunjiang Taoist Temple, it may be because Zhang Ruoxu's reputation in the world is Chunjiang Lay Scholar.

On their way to the Chunjiang Dojo, Du Ruo and others found that there were more and more people along the way. There were all kinds of people, some were young men like Du Ruo with their servants, and some were wanderers walking alone, men and women, old and young.

Yes, but these people are in the exact opposite direction to Du Ruo and others.

Lu Yang chuckled and said: "We are unlucky, just in time to catch up with Mr. Zhang Ruoxu's sermon."

Du Ruo asked: "Does this Ruoxu often preach?"

"It is said that it is once a month." Lu Yang said.

"That's really not a coincidence."

Chunjiang Dojo is not a dojo, but a villa, built on the mountain. In the canyon between several peaks, these peaks, which still exude green in late autumn, are very similar in shape, with the peaks as flat as a knife.

, from a distance it looks like several pieces of black tiles put together haphazardly by naughty children.

It was quite lively outside the villa. The people who came to listen to the sermon had not yet left. When Du Ruo and his entourage came, they attracted a lot of attention. As they advanced along the mountain road, it became deeper and deeper. Slowly, no other people could be seen.

However, it is still so quiet in the depths. A corner of the attic looms in the forest, as if infected by Buddhism. The last chirping of the southern autumn cicada does not seem sad and desperate, but with a calmness of relief.

In front of the door of the dojo, there is a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy sitting on the threshold. The reason why he is called a Taoist boy is because he is wearing a Taoist robe.

"Is Master Chunjiang a Taoist?" Du Ruo asked.

Lu Yang said: "He is a Taoist, but he is a disciple of Wudang. That is why he met my uncle."

"I see."

Wudang Mountain is located in Jiangzhou, and the Wudang Sect on Wudang Mountain is one of the top sects in the world and one of the ancestral lands of Taoism. Together with Longhu Mountain, it is also known as Shuangxian Mountain.

However, Wudang reached its most glorious moment in history during the hundred years from the Three Kingdoms to the Warring States. It was also during that century that it surpassed Longhu Mountain and became one of the ancestral temples of Taoism. Because in that era, Wudang Mountain produced a champion.

The leader of the peerless era is called Wang Yangming.

According to rumors, Wang Yangming became a Taoist for love and became a saint after his love was broken. The Three Kingdoms were in chaos, which evolved into the Warring States Period and the Seven Heroes fought for hegemony. Wang Yangming felt that he had received the favor of the Sword Immortal when he was young, and led 3,330 Wudang disciples down the mountain to live in the Western Chu Overlord Gu Qingshi to establish the Western Chu and Wudang.

It became the state religion and became the leader of Taoism for a while.

However, later the Warring States period ended and the Qin Dynasty unified the world. Although Wudang was wise to protect itself, it was also greatly affected. The mountain was closed for a hundred years. Its prestige now is completely different from what it was back then. However, after all, it has thousands of years of foundation and is still the ancestral home of Taoism in the world.

, the top faction.

Wudang Mountain is located in Jiangzhou. Before the founding of the Qin Dynasty, it was the hinterland of Western Chu. Pengcheng is not far away from it. The Lu family is in Pengcheng. It is understandable that they have old ties with Wudang disciples.

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In front of the door of the Taoist temple, the little Taoist boy stopped Du Ruo and his party. He looked at the group. The Taoist boy held the magic formula and saluted: "Guys, the Taoist meeting has ended. If you are participating in the Taoist meeting, please come back next month."

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Lu Yang clasped his hands in his fists and said, "I'd like to inform you that Lü Yang and Lü Wudao from the Lu clan in Pengcheng have come to pay a visit to Master Zhang."

The little Taoist boy looked at Lu Yang and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you really a descendant of the Lu family in Pengcheng?"

"Of course, can this be false?" Lu Yang said.

The little Taoist boy asked again: "Who are you, Mr. Lu Wuxin, Mr. Lu?"

"It's my uncle, what's wrong?" Lu Yang asked.

The little Taoist boy clapped his fingers and muttered: "Mr. Lu is the uncle of the big man, Mr. Lu is my master's good friend, Mr. Lu is my uncle, then this big man is my senior brother... Hehe!"

The little Taoist boy suddenly grinned, took Lu Yang's hand, and said: "Brother, senior brother, you are my senior brother. I will go and inform you. Can you please help me ask Master for a favor? Don't let me in."

The gatekeeper is here, it’s raining, it’s so cold!”

"Are you a disciple of Master Zhang?" Lu Yang asked.

"Yes, that's why I call you Senior Brother. On weekdays, when Master mentions Mr. Lu, he always calls us Senior Brothers Senior Brother." Xiao Daotong said.

Lu Yang nodded and said: "You have made some big mistake to be punished by your master as a visitor. If it is a big mistake, I can't ask for mercy."

"It's not a big mistake," the little Taoist boy said with an aggrieved look on his face: "A few days ago, a few people from the Yijian Sect came to our place, and there was a woman among them. She was so annoying that she snatched my pancakes every day.

I was so angry that I gave her some laxatives."

"Then you were punished?" Lu Yang asked.

"No," said the little Taoist boy, "that stinky woman hit me. She is such an adult, but she actually bullied me, a child. Humph, it was because she had a magic weapon in her hand that I suffered the loss!"

"So, I secretly stole her weapon, and then she beat me up again. I also told the master that I stole her things, and I was punished!"

At this time, Du Ruo suddenly asked: "Is the woman you are talking about called Ling Xiaoxiao?"

The little Taoist boy said in surprise: "Hey, how do you know?" As he said that, the little Taoist boy's face turned ugly and muttered: "You are not friends with that bad woman, are you?"

Du Ruowei smiled slightly and said: "How could it be? I don't like her either, and I even had a fight with her!"

Xiao Daotong changed again in an instant. He looked at Du Ruo as if he saw a good friend, and said: "Really, then we have a common enemy. Just wait, I will inform my master, hehe, hehe!"

After saying that, the little Taoist boy slapped his butt and entered the villa.

Lu Yang was a little confused and asked: "Shan Jiang, do you have any grudge against the Yijian Sect?"

Wang Que, who was leaning on the pillar, suddenly spat out the toothpick in his mouth and said, "More than just grudges, does this mean that enemies are not getting together? Brother Du, I'm afraid you will be in trouble too."

Du Ruo smiled and said to Lu Yang, "The rift is not small."

Du Ruo didn't say much, but Lu Yang understood it clearly. He also knew Du Ruo's character. Since Du Ruo said that the rift was not small, it must be a feud that could not be solved.

"It doesn't matter," Lu Yang said: "If they dare to stir up trouble, my eldest brother will help you take over!"

Wang Que said abruptly from the side: "Brother Lu, you should consider whether Brother Du will cause trouble. If others don't make trouble, I'm afraid he will make trouble first..."

Before Wang Que finished speaking, a man in black came out from the door of the villa and said loudly: "Wang Que, you still have time to think about whether others are in trouble, you should think about how to deal with your own trouble first!"

This man was dressed in a black gown, with a long white sword at his waist. His hair was messy, and he could compete with Wang Que. He was holding a wine gourd in his hand. He walked out without looking at Du Ruo and his party, and walked directly to Wang Que.

In front of the missing.

Wang Que held his sword, leaned against the pillar, sneered, and said, "Hey, isn't this the rotten drunkard Wang Yishao? Hey, where is your sissy brother? Why isn't he here? You alone are not enough.

I'm calling you, you should just walk as far as you can!"

Wang Yishao didn't say anything, and slowly took out the white sword from his waist, holding the sword and slightly arching his hand.

The playful smile on Wang Que's face subsided at this moment, a few tiny wrinkles appeared in the corners of his eyes, and the luster of jade began to shine in his lazy eyes, and the two looked at each other.

A billowing heat turned all the raindrops falling in the sky into white vapor, and a strong murderous aura began to fill the open space in front of the villa.

"Brother, stop!"

At this moment, the little Taoist boy finally ran out, jumped in front of Wang Yishao, and said: "Brother, Master said, these are distinguished guests!"

Wang Yishao respected his master very much. He hesitated for a moment, snorted coldly, looked at Wang Que, and said: "We are not done yet. Since you came to Chunjiang Dojo to seek your own death, don't even think about leaving standing."

Wang Que didn't take it seriously and said: "Who can't say a few harsh words, but do you think you have that strength? Didn't you and Sissy together be beaten by me until you lost all your clothes?

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"You still have the nerve to say that," Wang Yishao said with a dark face: "If you have the ability, you can fight openly and openly, but what ability do you have behind the scenes? If you hadn't drugged us, you... could you beat us?
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