no,281 re-tree on Wudang Mountain

People say that the feelings of being close to home are even more timid, and Huang Junming deeply agrees. Although he has already said goodbye to the original modern life now, he stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain and stopped and did not dare to move forward again.

The word "has changed" and "people" could not help but appear in Huang Junming's mind. Wudang Mountain was built on a large scale in the Ming Dynasty. Now Wudang Mountain has nothing but lush forests and one or two small sheep intestine paths to go up the mountain. It is far less like the modern world of people and people intertwined. Not to mention the Taoist temples in Wudang Mountain, perhaps it is very good to have two or three thatched cottages on the mountain.

But it’s good that Wudang Mountain is now far away from the bustling and bustle, Ning Jing and beautiful. Huang Junming stood at the foot of the mountain, took a deep breath, tightened his Taoist robe, and headed towards Tianzhu Peak, the main peak of Wudang Mountain like a pilgrimage.

"Master, are we going to go up the mountain? It's so high!" Wu Zhao said cowardly at the towering Tianzhu Peak. Perhaps it was too shocking for him to look up at the foot of the mountain that is more than 1,600 meters high. When she put herself in, she was as small as an ant climbing on the water cup.

"Well! Master, I just want to go up the mountain. Go to the top of the mountain!" Huang Junming's reply was indescribable.

The mountain road is very narrow, full of thorns. Perhaps the mountain road was stepped on by hunters coming and going. Perhaps it was stepped on by mountain people who were rushing to collect herbs, who knew?

Huang Junming walked in with Wu Zhao, as if all the worldly worries and worries disappeared under his feet. Except for the cry of insects and birds, the steps of the two of them and the sound of sand blowing the wind on the forest leaves. Everything was so quiet.

As he walked, Huang Junming observed the scenery around him, constantly recalling what this forest was after thousands of years and what that forest was after hundreds of years? While comparing, he pointed his fingers and muttered various nouns in his mouth, and his eyes were full of nostalgic expressions.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Wu Zhao also widened his eyes and looked around. To be honest, it was almost the same for Wu Zhao to have never talked about wealth and food since he was a child. After all, his biological father was also a Duke of the Country. Although he was a bit inferior in politics, he was a businessman and could not find out whether it was in status or family background.

In this way, Wu Zhao had never penetrated into the deep mountains and forests. Even when he came out with Huang Junming, the two of them entered the mountains were the kind of peaks that had been praised by the world for hundreds or thousands of years. For such a location, there were no such pure forests. Not to mention that there were too many tourists, they would have scared the birds, beasts, insects and fish. Just talking about the modification of people. Although the scenery was better than before, there was also a trace of artificial carving.

On the contrary, in Wudang Mountain, there are not so many people coming to enjoy it, nor are there sang the wind and the moon, drinking and singing, hiding in nature.

All the novelty made Wu Zhao temporarily forget the fatigue of climbing the mountain. He looked at this and that. From time to time, two or three little beasts rushed past the two. Wu Zhao looked even more eager to chase. If Huang Junming hadn't been watching from the side, Wu Zhao would have gone with the little beast.

Wu Zhao was curious about Huang Junming's gestures and mutters from time to time. Every time he looked in the direction of Huang Junming's finger, except for the forest, there was no such thing as the grinding needle well, the Eight Immortals View, Qiongtai, and the Golden Peak that Huang Junming said.

Perhaps what his master saw was different from his own? Since he arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Huang Junming became mysterious and made Wu Zhao unable to touch his mind. He really wanted to see what scenery Huang Junming, his "Immortal" master, saw in this forest.

After walking for a while, Huang Junming finally stopped his steps, and in fact, he reached the top. Huang Junming stood at the place where Wudang Golden Peak was, looking into the distance with his toes. The clouds were halfway up the mountain, and were shining by the sun, which was very gorgeous and charming, which also gave Huang Junming the illusion of being in the clouds and floating in the air.

Looking around, the seventy-two peaks of Wudang were towering into the sky, leaning over and nodding, facing the main peak, like stars holding the moon, as if they were {"all mountains come to pay tribute".

You should know that the word "媚" is a combination of "people" and "mountain". Isn't this "all mountains come to pay tribute" a metaphor for "all immortals come to pay tribute"?

"Good disciple, how about it?" Huang Junming asked proudly Wu Zhao, who was already stunned by the scenery around him.

For Wu Zhao, it is suitable to see such a scene. The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, and the colorful clouds are surrounded by the scenery. Fǎngfo escapes into the fairyland. This is quite shocking to Wu Zhao, who is still in his innocent age. After hearing Huang Junming's proud voice, Wu Zhao stood there for a long time before replying: "Master, have you brought me to the fairyland?"

For Wu Zhao, in his understanding, perhaps only the fairy world can have such a scene, which makes people linger and become ecstatic.

"What? The little fairy thinks this is the fairy world?" Huang Junming rarely teased Wu Zhao. It was really magical when he thought about it. He actually accepted the future queen Wu Zetian as his apprentice and took him to Wudang Mountain. Although Wu Zhao will never be an emperor in this life, there is no doubt that in the future, she will definitely be one of the women who will paint a rich and colorful picture in the history of the Tang Dynasty.

Now, his female apprentice was deeply imprinted by the scenery of Wudang Mountain in his heart. He thought that he was in the fairy world, how could Huang Junming not be proud of himself and Wudang Mountain?

"Master! Isn't this the fairy world?" Wu Zhao was acting cute again, grabbed Huang Junming's sleeve, widened his eyes and asked.

"Haha, what is the fairyland like in your eyes?" Huang Junming said as he said.

"That's it!" Wu Zhao pouted in dissatisfaction.

"But should there be immortals in the fairy world?" Huang Junming continued to tease Xiao Wuzhao. "But look, there are mountains and clouds here, so where are there immortals?"

"Master, aren't you an immortal?" Wu Zhao replied, "There must be immortals here! But Mingkong can't see it! Mingkong is still low in Taoism, and you can't see those immortals, but Master, you must be able to see it? Along the way, just give me some advice, you must have seen the immortals, and the fairy platform towers, right? You are all immortals who can communicate with each other. Mingkong's own Taoism is low in Taoism, and it is already a blessing to see such a scene." As he said that, his face was stern, he was actually about to cry.

When Huang Junming saw it, he knew that Wu Zhao was pretending again. Huang Junming had long experienced her eccentricity. At the beginning of the journey, Huang Junming, a big man, suffered a lot of losses. They were all jokes made by Wu Zhao, a child.

Seeing Wu Zhao's current appearance, but when Huang Junming explained it, Huang Junming couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of this. How to explain this? Could it be that he told Wu Zhao that he was talking about the scenery and towers that were hundreds or thousands of years later?

Obviously this is impossible. As a time traveler, Huang Junming still knows the minimum bottom line. No matter what, he cannot say that he has come from later generations. Even if history is changed, it is just a small matter, not a big matter. Under the law of heaven, he can change small matters and cannot change this sentence. Huang Junming has long understood it.

When we came to this era, if we were too far-sighted, we would be incompatible with this society. If no one obeyed the big things, we would naturally not be able to change big things. There was little resistance to changing small things. This was nothing. Accumulating a lot of things became big things, and young people became big things. This was the conclusion that Huang Junming had wandered on the land of the Tang Dynasty for a long time before he came to the conclusion.

"Disciple, don't mess around. I can tell you that this is not an immortal world, but a rare cave world, or a fairyland on earth." Huang Junming said here and then said, "As for why I kept muttering when I went up the mountain, it is that every cave world has an exact same existence in the fairyland. And I just use the scenery we see now to compare with the scenery in Wudang Mountain in the fairyland. You must know that Wudang Mountain there is even the gods linger. Before coming to the Tang Dynasty, I took the wind down from Wudang Mountain in the fairyland."

"Then... Master, what does Wudang Mountain in the Immortal Realm look like?" Wu Zhao dragged the long voice, shook Huang Junming's arm, and kept asking.

"Wudang Mountain in the Immortal World..." During the narrative, Huang Junming's gaze gradually became deeper...

"Master. Why don't you draw the connected Wudang Mountain? Then we will build it into the fairy world like that?" After hearing Huang Junming's words, Wu Zhao said with longing in his eyes.

Little did they know that because of today's words, Wudang Mountain became the number one holy land of Taoism, hundreds of years ahead of schedule. Every time later generations came to Wudang Mountain to visit, they would hear this sentence: "During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, the Shendao and the Tuan Wu Zhao had planned a fairyland on earth for a hundred years. For thousands of years, there have been endless tourists here, which has made the wandering children confused and the gods linger...

Okay, let’s go here today. The southwest disaster area has prepared the manuscript of the new book. It’s so entangled. I just rented a new house next to the school. Unfortunately, there is no internet cable, so I’m surprisingly exhausted everything. I have to attend classes during the day, which is very entangled.

In addition, the new book is about to be released, and the lazy man in the Southwest has to prepare a new book. Oh, it's a trouble, trouble. If you want to learn about the new book information, please follow the Sina Weibo writer Xi Nanzhi and Southwest will notify everyone as soon as the spell. It is very likely that it is a double opening, one fantasy and one empty history.
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