The pilgrims who came to the mountain to enjoy incense were still climbing towards Qingyang Palace one after another.

When I walked halfway up the mountain, someone saw a purple-robed Taoist and an old sheepskin fur cutting branches in the landscape pavilion of the Shenxiao Sect.

Both of them held a knife in their hands, and the branches they cut were thin and long.

The first time I came to Qingcheng Mountain, I came to the meeting to ask the Zibo Taoist for directions and be polite.

The Taoist robe also smiled and pointed the pilgrims.

The branches in their hands were almost cut.

The two stood up and left the mountain pavilion and headed towards another mountain.

Soon, the two of them arrived on another mountain.

In addition to the main peak, Qingcheng Mountain also has dozens of large and large peaks.

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang each carried a piece of naked willow branches and walked among the mountains.

Not long after I left, I saw a large group of people scattering their martial arts under a mountain spring ahead.

Some people practice boxing, and some people practice legs.

Li Chungang said as he walked: "These people are so patient."

"This situation has been a year younger."

"There are more and more people."

Ye Qianqiu nodded slightly and said, "I heard from Wu Lingsu that these people are all thinking about staying there for a long time."

Since Ye Qianqiu defeated Wang Xianzhi, there have been countless people in the world who come to Qingcheng Mountain to learn from his masters.

Although the Shenxiao Sect has been recruiting disciples one after another and expanding its scale in recent years, not everyone has accepted them.

Many people cannot join the Shenxiao Sect, but are unwilling to leave.

So, groups of three or five lived on the various hills of Qingcheng Mountain.

As a result, over time, more and more people were.

Until later, Wang Xianzhi also died in Qingcheng Mountain.

This has made many people in the world think.

Later, Ye Qianqiu asked Wu Lingsu to allow these people to go to Qingyang Palace to learn the most basic Shenxiao boxing technique.

So, these people were even more reluctant to leave.

Jianghu, Jianghu.

There are big names, and of course there are small characters.

There are always many fewer big people than small people.

Even the most basic boxing technique of the Shenxiao Sect is not something that ordinary people can learn when they are in the world.

Many people will not be able to learn excellent martial arts throughout their lives.

Although these martial arts practitioners gather more and more, they do not cause trouble. They take care of themselves in food, clothing, housing and transportation. Except for going to Qingyang Palace to practice boxing twice a week, most of them practice at the rest of the time.

Ye Qianqiu didn't think about letting Wu Lingsu drive people away.

From time to time, he would go to these people in the martial arts world to gather at the peaks, which could be considered as checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

If there are really good seedlings, you won’t miss it.

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang have been walking on each peak more often, so they naturally met some men from the world.

But these men in the martial arts world don’t know the identities of Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang.

The main reason is that Wu Lingsu is basically the case with all the big and small matters of the Shenxiao Sect on weekdays.

Even if Ye Qianqiu preached to the disciples of Shenxiao, he would only gather the disciples of Shenxiao. If he was not a disciple of Shenxiao, he would naturally have no chance to meet him.

Ye Qianqiu was wearing a purple robe, so he naturally had an extraordinary demeanor.

But there was Li Chungang wearing sheepskin fur next to him.

Therefore, a group of men in the world would not think that the two were famous figures in the world.

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang came to a big rock and sat down.

In front of Dashi, two men in old single clothes were practicing boxing in a stern manner.

Seeing the two of them coming, the two men in the martial arts world did not stop, but just nodded slightly to them, saying hello.

With the eyes of Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang, it can be seen that these two people are not very talented.

They were not in a state of inseparable from the cold and heat. The spring is chilly and they are wearing a layer of single clothes, which makes them feel like they are swollen and fat.

In the world, it is important that one loses someone but not loses. In the winter, you wear sable fur to keep warm, and I have to grit my teeth and wear single clothes. If you are even more ruthless, you will just be shirtless.

This is the same as the literary scholars. In midsummer, there are many mad men wearing furs and singing to gain fame.

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang watched the two of them boxing with relish.

Although in the eyes of the two, the punches they hit were full of loopholes.

But it does seem to make people feel a little different.

At this time, one of the burly men waved his fists and asked at the two of them: "New? Is there a mountain?"

Ye Qianqiu nodded with a smile.

Li Chungang said, "You are crowded here, let alone eating and sleeping, it is not good to be even more good at farting or shitting."

"It's really that good on this mountain?"

The burly man glanced at Li Chungang, probably looking at Li Chungang, not like a capable person. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "That's of course good."

"Not good, there wouldn't be so many people on the mountain and stay away."

"You are new, so you definitely don't know."

"Just two days ago, there was a buddy on the hill next door who broke through the threshold of the third level overnight. She had a very loose method, but after breaking the realm, she was so splashing water that she couldn't get in."

"Before this, there was an old senior from Lingzhou who came here to realize enlightenment on this peak. He had been in the third level for more than 20 years, but he had been sitting here for only three months and broke through him."

"After becoming the young master, that senior was full of energy. On the full moon night, he whistled brightly and full of energy. He could hear it even a few miles away from the foot of the mountain. It took half an hour, like thunder. Do you think it is mysterious or not?"

Li Chungang nodded seriously and said, "Ordinary people open their voices and say no to shouting for half an hour, it is difficult to make a cup of tea. And they must be a mute who is just a month old. This person can whistle for half an hour, and must have a strong internal strength and cannot escape the realm of the little master."

At this time, another boxing man couldn't help but say, "Old man, don't listen to Wang Erxiao's whistle, everything is clear and long, and everything is nothing."

"Who is full and has nothing to do for half an hour? Besides, do you think that old man is not afraid of disturbing the dreams of the gods in the Qingyang Palace?"

"Old man, you look like you are not young anymore, you are also going up the mountain to learn martial arts?"

Li Chungang grinned, looked at Ye Qianqiu beside him, and said, "Old man, I followed this Taoist master up the mountain to gain insight."

The two men saw Ye Qianqiu wearing a purple Taoist robe, looking very young and with outstanding temperament.

One of the men asked tentatively: "This Dao Master looks like he is not an ordinary person. Are you planning to join the Shenxiao Sect?"

Ye Qianqiu nodded and did not give any other explanation, so it was the default.

Seeing this, the man immediately spoke incessantly, "This Taoist priest on Qingcheng Mountain is really capable."

"It's not me that the number one person in the world, Ye Lao Xian is amazing enough."

"Only people can't see it even if they want to."

"But my grandfather's grandfather has seen the old fairy Ye with his own eyes."

"I heard from my grandfather that Old Fairy Ye has lived at least two or three hundred years old."

"When he was young, he chopped wood in the mountains, and he also saw the old fairy Ye subdued a tiger with one hand."

"The boxing we are practicing now was created by the old fairy Ye himself, which is absolutely extraordinary."

"I heard that if you practice this boxing well, it will be fine to be a little master in the future."

The more the man said it, the more outrageous he became, and he really boasted.

Little did he know that the old immortal Ye in his mouth was right opposite him.

Ye Qianqiu and Li Chungang listened for a long time before then heading towards the next mountain.

...

The days on Qingcheng Mountain are calm and peaceful, without much turmoil.

Qingming has passed in a blink of an eye.

Just after Qingming Festival, Ye Qianqiu received a message from Zhao Yutai.

It is said that there was something unusual about Dunhuang City.

Beiliang and Beimang were fighting at the mouth of the gourd in darkness.

The Empress Beimang began to attack Sweet Potato and the Children.

When Ye Qianqiu learned the news, he personally went to Dunhuang City and brought Sweet Potato, Children, and Zhao Yutai back to Qingcheng Mountain.
To be continued...