The fog is deep and the rain is hazy. The sky is raining like a fog falling.

Wang Hailie saw that under the drizzle, the originally a little tourists in the mountains suddenly evaporated as if they were in the world.

"Strange, where are the tourists on this mountain?"

Wang Hailie was paying attention to the disappearance of tourists, while the Taoists in Wudang watched the drizzle rising from the sky.

"Why did it rain suddenly?" Jiang Bey murmured. The light rain was lubricating, and the slopes of the mountain road were slippery.

"The heavens are not doing good, suddenly."

"Damn, didn't you say yesterday's weather forecast still say it was sunny today? This weather forecast is too inaccurate."

"Forget it... I'll go back anyway."

It was drizzling and some people were already retreating. In this case, it was very dangerous to insist on going down the mountain.

After leaving a few Wudang disciples, the rest felt that it was not important. Even if the road was slippery on the rain, it would be fine to follow the mountain. It was not the time when it was raining before, so why should I go down the mountain?

Li Yun was still walking leisurely, walking in the front. Even if it rained, he did not slow down. He still carried his hands on his back, without any intention of stagnation.

At this time, Li Yun suddenly stopped.

The disciples behind him also stopped.

The Taoist took out the piano sword from the piano case and raised the sword to swing it.

It's a sword technique!

Everyone was excited and stopped and stared at the Taoist dancer.

The sword is like clouds, mist, rain and mist, like drizzle falling...

Several people stared at the Taoist dancing with this exquisite swordsman...

However, after the Taoist danced, he took back his sword and continued to walk down the mountain. Everyone felt that they were still unsatisfied and just started a starter.

"Only by keeping up, you can learn more martial arts."

Jiang Bei felt his blood boiling, so he hurriedly chased after him.

However, if it goes on, the heavens are even more beautiful. The light rain was still shining through the cold, and now it is lightning and thunder. The light rain just now turns into a heavy rain.

If Xiaoyu and the others dare to go down the mountain, then the heavy rain will be different. The rain like white fog pours makes people unable to see clearly what the road ahead will be.

"What's going on? It's suddenly raining heavily."

Jiang Fei looked at the sky and felt that this matter was particularly strange. No matter how slow he was, he knew that the rain was abnormal.

At this moment, he looked at the Taoist who was still walking forward, but he had a thought in his heart. Could it be that the Taoist in front of him...

Then Jiang Bei shook his head. It was impossible, it was just a coincidence.

A Wudang disciple said.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's too dangerous, we won't go down."

"It's okay, this little rain is nothing."

Another group of people think that the heavy rain is too dangerous to go down the mountain. This narrow ladder and heavy rain are absolutely unavailable.

After leaving a group of people, a group of people followed.

The Taoist's speed is not fast or slow, and he always maintains the speed at which the people behind can keep up but cannot keep up.

At this moment, Li Yun's voice sounded again.

"The road to seeking martial arts is a dangerous road, with only a few ancient and modern times. Those who can cross a single-plank bridge are nothing more than that. The road to seeking martial arts is also a road to seeking hearts."

I only heard the Taoist's voice like the Great Lu Hong Bell.

Through this cold waterfall, the sounds are deafening.

The sound of rain was clearly on the side, but it could not be concealed.

At this moment, everyone realized that there seemed to be a layer of fog shrouded in the body of this man, which was not covered by heavy rain, and his clothes were not wet, and he was still free and elegant.

immortal.

At this moment, a word flashed through my heart, including Wang Hailie, "The Gods".

Immortals descended to earth and taught martial arts to the mortal world.

At this time, the Taoist stopped dancing the sword himself. The piano sword behind him came out, and it seemed that an invisible hand was controlling the sword in the air, wielding his powerful sword technique.

Jiang Bei and the others had no time to be shocked, but they just stared at the mystery of the sword technique, for fear of missing a little.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sword dance became faster and faster.

The rain changed from heavy rain to hail fragments.

Looking at the hailstones like the falling shells, even the slowest disciples of Wudang will not have until something happened. This is the test of the immortals passing on martial arts.

The further you go, the greater the power of this nature.

If you go further, your life will be in danger.

"Senior Brother Jiang Bei, I can't walk anymore."

Some Wudang disciples can't hold on anymore, and the power of hail falls is really scary. Although martial arts are good, they still need to be brave enough to practice.

"You guys be careful."

These Wudang disciples did not turn back, but just found a pavilion in the middle to rest and wait for the natural power to stop.

At this moment, there were not many Wudang disciples following behind him, and the hail was getting heavier and heavier, leaving only Jiang Bei, Ling Zhen, and Wang Hailie behind him.

The long sword danced again, and on the hanging ladder, shattering the ice and shattering the rain.

At the end, the long sword was swinging, and the melodious sword skills were fascinating, and Jiang Bei couldn't hold on anymore. Looking at Wang Hailie and Ling Zhen, although he was a little envious, he still gritted his teeth and said, "You go down the mountain... be careful."

Only Ling Zhen and Wang Hailie were left.

Wang Hailie had the will to seek martial arts, but what surprised Wang Hailie was that Ling Zhen actually followed.

This Wensect disciple who looks weak is actually stronger than those of the martial arts disciples.

The wounds hitting the body by hail are absolutely false.

Wang Hailie felt that his skin was thick and thick, and he could tolerate it, but Ling Zhen looked white and tender, and his limbs were weak. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be able to withstand such an impact.

Although Wang Hailie admired this, he was a little puzzled. Why could Ling Zhen suppress the pain?

At this time, Wang Hailie's clothes were already torn and bloody inside.

After a pause, Wang Hailie approached Ling Zhen a little closer.

"Thanks..."

Ling Zhen looked at the tall Wang Hailie in front of him with some gratitude. He knew that Wang Hailie was so close to him, which meant that he could block hail.

"I will suffer from hail if I stand far away." Wang Hailie raised his hand to block it and said, "I have never cared about it."

Even with Wang Hailie's thick skin and thick flesh, he couldn't help feeling a little pain. He also wanted to find some ways to relieve the pain, so he asked, "You don't look like someone who has any obsession with martial arts."

Wang Hailie always speaks straightforwardly.

Hello everyone, our public account will find cash and red envelopes every day. You can get it by following it. The last benefit at the end of the year, please seize the opportunity. Official account [Book Friends Camp]

Ling Zhen looked at her little arms and legs, and she didn't look like she had been trained.

But like him, he came here as a seeker.

This will made Wang Hailie amazed and curious.

Ling Zhen said.

"You are my master...that is, Taoist Lingming invited me."

"Oh? So Lingming is your master." Wang Hailie was surprised for a moment and nodded, "Indeed, Yongmafan and you were invited by your master. He came to my martial arts hall and told me to let me fight with the masters of Wudangzhong. I came with him. Only when I arrived did I realize that he wanted to use my hand to attack the hearts of warriors in Wudangshan..."

"Yes, but I have been a master for so long and I know some of his ideas."

Ling Zhen blocked the hail with both hands and said, "He, if he wants to describe it, he is like a stubborn donkey, who is stubborn. Because he has an indelible admiration for martial arts in his heart, so after knowing that Wudangshan martial arts is not strong in fighting, this worship becomes a distortion. He stubbornly wants to correct the current 'hypocrisy'... Actually, I have noticed this before, but I am a little cynical and think that the master will not do anything extreme, but now I have discovered it, it is too late. It can be said that the master is also responsible for Wudangshan like this."

"Are you seeking war for your master's sins?"

"Yes, let the master see that there are real martial arts in this world. The master regrets that he has never walked, so let me, the apprentice, come and go."

Wang Hailie stared at Ling Zhen for a long time and said with a smile.

"OK."

"Ah...are you angry?"

Ling Zhen was stunned. He thought that his reason would make Wang Hailie, the seeker of martial arts and Taoism, feel uncomfortable, because it was for such a reason.

"I am seeking martial arts and you are also seeking the way forward for your master. Since it is all Tao, what's the difference?" Wang Hailie grinned and said, "The reason for seeking Tao is no high or low."

"Thanks..."

A warm current surged in Ling Zhen's heart, which was a truly recognized joy.

However, although the two of them had a sense of knowing each other, the hail mixed with wind and snow was really hard to leave, but the two were still persevering.
To be continued...