Yang Yi, the leader of Ganyuan Taoist robes, is sitting in the middle of his life. He is 60 years old. His white face and black beard are light and elegant, and there is dust hidden. It is probably his brother’s light to sit in his left hand.
Smooth and resolute, the best martial artist in Qingcheng School, is currently in charge of the Qingcheng School Qingwu Hall in Yuqing Palace.
Qingwu Hall is an important martial arts place of Qingcheng School. The status of Rongqingwu Hall in Qingcheng School is the highest in the martial arts of the school, just like Wudang Zhenwu Hall in Shaolin Temple’s Lohan Hall and Dharma Academy. Besides the comparison of several unborn elders in Qingcheng School, the leader Yang is also inferior to the leader Yang in Qingcheng School. If it weren’t for Yang’s moral behavior, the position of the leader in Qingcheng School would be better than that of others. This is quite a complaint.
A sullen face across from the light is the fourth person in charge of criminal law in Qingcheng School. Although harsh, people are fair. If you want to say whose name scares people the most in Qingcheng School, you must count your minds. Although you say that others are fair, you should also severely punish them for a little mistake. It is said that many people in Qingcheng School are most afraid of this sullen heart all day. It is said that no one has seen him smile, even though his fellow disciples studied martial arts together in their early years. Even once, it is really interesting to have martial arts in Qingcheng School.
In this order, Yang San’s younger brother entered the temple of etiquette, Wu Shi’s dusty palm and Liu Shi’s Hua Zhang’s sacrificial ceremony entered the temple of the founder.
When everyone sat down and stood up, he said, "The master brother’s preparations for this year’s big match have been completed, and all the people except Manglietia have returned to the mountain until the next month after a short rest."
Yang nodded and stroked Meishu lightly, saying, "Very well, once every ten years. It’s bigger than me. The Qingcheng Festival is sloppy and I can’t take care of my brother. I’m relieved."
Heart said, "Brother, it’s a problem to do things safely, but will the owner recall Manglietia? You know, what Mulian did in those days was to punish his mountain for never coming back, because he was a teacher and grandson. It was a pity that according to the rules of Qingcheng Gate, he was expelled from his school, but now the owner wants to recall him. I don’t know why? "
In fact, whether or not to recall Manglietia was debated several months ago. In the end, it was the head of the company who pushed for the token, but the referee Manglietia always asked Yang to give a reasonable explanation. In recent months, it was a bit angry to be asked by the heart.
Yang said to himself, the teacher younger brother, with a wry smile, "Heart, Manglietia was so young that it’s understandable. It’s been 12 years now, and we’ve all been living in 60 twilight. Everyone knows what his old man did to us at the beginning, and we should take good care of his old man’s only grandson. In those days, Manglietia’s fault has been punished. It’s very bitter that she didn’t return to the mountain for 12 years. I think I’d better forget it." Give him a chance, and it’s a little token of our gratitude to Mister Weixia. "
Hua received "Yes, yes, Third Brother, please spare Manglietia this time."
This Hua is the youngest among the Chinese characters in Qingcheng School. He is only thirty-five years old. It can be said that he grew up playing with Manglietia since childhood. Here, among the few people sitting, he is the one with the best feelings and the youngest because of China. Several senior brothers often make him shake his head and stop talking even when he hears Hua say this.
At this time, a Taoist boy outside the door came to report that Manglietia had reached the mountain.
A blue Qingcheng Mountain (Chapter III)
At this time, Hangyun and Hangjun have already cleaned up and went back to help their master, Qingcheng Sect, who wants to eat in the canteen to prepare breakfast after they have not got married.
After that, I went to chop wood. Every day, I cooked and boiled water. The whole Qingcheng School kitchen consumed an amazing amount of wood. Except for some of it, I bought it from Qiaofu, others had to be cut down from the back of the mountain. Naturally, the candidates would fall on the clouds. Who means that the clouds have nothing to do to practice a good posture? Hangjun is responsible for all kinds of other light chores.
Xingyun went back to the house and took the necessary tools such as axe and rope and went to the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain.
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Qingcheng is located in Sichuan, where the climate is humid, the rain is abundant and the trees are lush.
Walking clouds have been chopping wood in the back of Qingcheng Mountain for several years, and they are already familiar with the situation in the back of the mountain. They can walk back and forth even with their eyes closed. At this time, as always, they have chosen trees and swung their axes and cut them.
It’s also embarrassing to walk in the clouds for so many years, except for the strong physical practice, which is so common that it is so tight that it has been cut down for several years that this axe is better than the sword. It’s really a dumbfounding thing.
Only a dozen trees folded by one person collapsed, and Yunyun used to be skilled at tying branches and bundles. Soon, Yunyun was tied up with firewood in one effort. After looking at it with satisfaction, Yunyun said that his achievements over the years were not only his strong body, but also his firewood cutting skills and cooking skills. Yunyun lived in Qingcheng for many years and could not learn advanced martial arts. Even a little achievement in chopping wood made Yunyun very happy.
I looked at the sun and saw that it was too early. I practiced this boxing with my axe and posture. This boxing is still the most basic boxing method that I learned at the beginning. The boxing method is divided into six types, one type and six strokes. It is also the best martial art taught by Muwu Taoist.
Going back and forth, I practiced the Six-style Boxing several times. Yunyun felt a little thirsty. Fortunately, a stream passed by not far away, and I had a good time with the clear stream. By the way, I washed my face and felt refreshed. I adjusted my clothes and was ready to go back. I heard a "Xiao Yun Xiao Yun" calling Yunyun, and my heart couldn’t help but tighten.
More than 3,000 people of the Qingcheng Sect have married, and many of their families are also in Qingcheng Mountain, but they are only separated from the hospital. There are also many big women and little girls in Qingcheng Mountain.
But if there is a girl who dares to run to the back of the mountain, there is one, that is, Yuan Sirong, the only granddaughter of Qingyang, the head of Qingcheng now.
Yuan Sirong’s age and appearance are average, but he belongs to the natural type that looks comfortable. He is a little fat but definitely not bloated. Qingcheng Mountain doesn’t love her much, and Yuan Sirong doesn’t have the bad habit of being a big lady or loving bad dramas.
But she doesn’t have any hobbies. She likes food. To put it more popularly, she just likes to eat. In fact, most girls like to eat something. But Yuan Sirong’s food is a little different from ordinary dried fruits and candied fruits. She likes to cook all kinds of delicious dishes herself.
It’s normal to say that Yun Yun can cook. His master Muwu Taoist is in charge of Qingcheng School meals. His apprentice can watch it every day. However, Yun Yun seems to be very talented in cooking. When he came to Qingcheng with his master in a few years, he cooked a good dish. shine on you was better than the blue posture. His master Muwu Taoist planned to let him cook Qingcheng when Yun Yun Yun was bigger-after all, there was no way out for Yun Yun to practice martial arts, and he himself had long since given up that idea.
Not many people know that Xingyun cooks well. After all, the martial arts talents in Qingcheng are the vast majority, but this matter was somehow known by Yuan Sirong. So this girl with a dirty mouth immediately rushed to Xingyun to cook well for her, and Xingyun was small and proud of her cooking.
As a result, one has a heart to show off, one has a hard time eating, and one to two is getting familiar with it.
However, as soon as the fresh energy is over, the clouds will be bitter. It’s okay to do it once or twice, but nothing can stop the frequent eating of Miss Yuan. It will take several years to eat the clouds and complain bitterly!
Miss Yuan is a fastidious person, and it’s not fixed when she comes. It’s not easy to refuse, but it’s also greatly improved. It’s also necessary to lose her cooking skills.
At this time, as soon as Xingyun heard Yuan Sirong’s sound, he shivered and thought, "Well, this is busy again." He resigned himself and walked in the direction of meeting the sound.
A blue Qingcheng Mountain (Chapter 4)
"I want to eat barbecue today." Yuan Sirong’s first sentence is "What do I want to eat today?" Simple and straight to the point.
Walking clouds are used to this. Fortunately, after Shan Ye made a lot of local materials and hit two rabbits, Yuan Sirong came to a cave, which was quite hidden. It was only by accident that walking clouds cut wood in the back of the mountain for so many years, so it became a walking cloud kitchen here.
Xingyun himself knows that although he practices martial arts very hard every day, he is naturally valued by Xingyun because of his master’s point that he is getting ahead in the new generation, that is, the average level is not to think about this cooking.
After all, you can’t cut a generation of firewood, can you?
This small cave has become a place where traveling clouds often test and exercise their skills. After all, Master’s cooking stoves there are Qingcheng School, so you can’t just mess around, and everything here is your own. Of course, this place has naturally become Yuan Sirong’s food tasting place.
In a short time, there was an attractive smell of barbecue floating in the small hole, and I have to praise the skill of Yunyun.
At the moment, Yuan Sirong has finished eating eyebrows and smiling without a trace of image. There is oil all around his mouth. Look at the clouds and shake his head and persuade him to "I said, Miss Big, please pay attention to the image. You can’t get married if you eat carefully."
Yuan Sirong didn’t mean to stop. He continued to fight and rolled his eyes at the clouds.
Xingyun didn’t expect Yuan Sirong to listen. After all, she has been eating like this for several years, and Xingyun has been nagging for several years. Yuan Sirong simply ignored his words.
After the battle, Yuan Sirong touched his mouth and said to Xingyun, "Xiaoyun has done a good job and made a little progress."
Yun Neng shook his head with a wry smile. Although Yuan Sirong was the same age as him, Yuan Sirong called him "Xiao Yun" on the pretext that "you are probably younger than me" because Yun did not know his specific date of birth.
What’s more, Yuan Sirong always refuses to say that his cooking is delicious, but he just says "good" because her father Yang always teaches her that "praising too much is easy to be proud".
In fact, Yuan Sirong likes Xingyun very much. She is a girl with a tender face. I’m embarrassed to say it. Among all the senior brothers she has contacted, except the senior brother who is sword-wielding, the others are either self-sustaining martial arts and proud of themselves. Although the senior brother is handsome and extraordinary, and martial arts artists are all chosen, they are really too old to be together. I met Xingyun when I went to the Muwu Taoist to eat.
Actually, Hangyun looks ordinary, but his simple nature makes the little girl like it very much. With the increase of contact in the future, Hangyun has the advantages of hard work and perseverance, which are all in Xiao Si Rong’s eyes
It’s the martial arts of Xingyun, but it’s really bad. Yuan Sirong is also anxious about this. After all, cooking is the best, and then it’s a Muwu Taoist school. Yuan Sirong is going to surprise Xingyun this time.
Yuan Sirong’s sleeve wiped the oil around his mouth and looked at the clouds. "A good dress is in her hand again."
Clouds are thinking about things, only to see Yuan Sirong get up to the mouth of the cave, pull out the mouth of the cave and look around. Clouds are curious and ask, "What are you doing, Miss? Mysterious? "
Yuan Sirong turned his head and glanced at Xingyun as if determined to get closer and lower his voice and asked, "Does Xiaoyun want to learn advanced martial arts?"
Xingyun was puzzled by Yuan Sirong’s move and nodded and replied, "Of course I dream about it, but my master himself has nothing to teach me about martial arts ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ！”
Clouds suddenly very happy almost jumped up, but on second, some look dim and said, "but you don’t seem to know martial arts, miss?" I still remember when you said that learning martial arts is not as big for you as the Qingcheng School. No matter how many people learn martial arts, it won’t be your turn, will it? "
Yuan Sirong smiled gently and said, "Xiaoyun is stupid. Can’t I be martial arts if I don’t know martial arts?"
The clouds are stunned. "What should I do?"
Yuan Sirong’s little face showed a stupid look. He said, "Here, this is for you." He handed it to a small cloud.
It’s a handwritten font. You can tell it’s Yuan Sirong’s handwriting when you look at it. Looking at the text inside, it’s very abstruse and difficult. Look up and ask, "What’s this secret, Miss?"
Yuan Sirong shook his head. "I don’t know. I remember when I was very young, my grandfather often took it out and sighed while watching it. I asked my grandfather what it was." Grandpa told me that this is a secret book. If I can practice it, I can become a first-class master. Grandpa wants to integrate the martial arts in this secret book into the martial arts of Qingcheng School. So I secretly recorded it two years ago every time Grandpa took the secret book out to watch it, and then put it away. Because I don’t practice martial arts, Grandpa doesn’t care much. I can see it with my eyes. Now you see this secret book. "
Although Yuan Sirong is fine, Yun Yun has always regarded Yuan Sirong as a big lady. Although Yun Yun himself is a formal younger brother of Qingcheng School, in reality, he is just helping their master to do odd jobs. Other fellow brothers simply look down on them. Yun Yun also has a little inferiority complex. Even though Yuan Sirong has repeatedly corrected Yun Yun Yun, he has always called her "big lady" instead of "teacher sister". Although Yun Yun Yun explained this literally, Yuan Sirong could not follow the teacher without practicing martial arts.
Now, Yuan Sirong has managed to learn martial arts well, and in two years, bit by bit, he has come up with such an important secret book for himself. Although he doesn’t quite understand it, Grandpa Yuan Sirong is the head of Qingcheng Mountain. He said it himself that there is absolutely no mistake in thinking about his status and getting Yuan Sirong’s love. He is very confused.
After all, Yunyun is young and has been almost isolated from the outside world. He is not very familiar with men and women, let alone express it.
Yuan Sirong saw the clouds gawking at his chubby little face, and there was a blush. Stamp your feet. Jiaochen said, "It’s really a fool. Practice hard by yourself. Don’t let anyone know about it. Oh, I walked first." As soon as the words were finished, the little girl ran away with a red face, and the clouds and another freshly baked hare scattered attractive fragrance in the cave.
A blue Qingcheng Mountain (Chapter 5)