Chapter 147

After inputting keywords and searching one by one, Lu Zhi found that the world was almost no different from the modern in his memory, and even history was similar.

The only difference is that in addition to the ordinary world on the surface, there is also the mysterious inner world.

But the information about those worlds can't be found on the Internet at all.

If Lu Zhi hadn't felt the abundant aura of the world and heard several key words such as Longhu Mountain and old Heavenly Master by chance, and specifically confirmed them, I'm afraid Lu Zhi would still think that he has really returned to modern times.

Lu Zhi spent the whole night, basically after collecting the information he was interested in on the Internet, he turned and left the online cafe.

Until noon.

Bang, Bang

The train was running on the track at high speed. From time to time, there was a few bangs. Lu Zhi looked out at the scene of rapid retrogression through the window and fell into a trance.

After leaving the online cafe, he directly found the city's railway station and mixed with the train to Shiyan City.

He had just come to this world, and his future plans had not been decided. He decided to go to Wudang Mountain in this world first.

Although this Wudang is not that Wudang, for Lu Zhi, Wudang is like his hometown. Even if the world has changed, he still wants to have a look.

If possible, he also wants to see how the inheritance of Taijiquan spread in Wudang in the world will be different from what he has learned, and whether there will be any similarities.

Such a long-distance train will inevitably be a little boring, but it's not much for Lu Zhi. It's hard for him to be alone in the valley for many years, not to mention just a few days.

Because the passengers in the same carriage hypnotized by the soul moving method subconsciously ignored the existence of Lu Zhi, the past few days have been flat and nothing has happened.

Then, in a twinkling of an eye, it was three days later.

"... Shiyan station, here we are. Passengers getting off at this station, please take your luggage and get off as soon as possible..."

Hearing the news from the car radio, Lu Zhi opened his eyes and got out of the car with the crowd.

When you get to Shiyan City, it's not far from Wudang.

Through the tourist map standing in the urban area, Lu Zhi quickly found and wrote down the route to Wudang. Without delay, he went straight to Wudang along the map route.

Wudang Mountain is not difficult to enter, and there is no guard disciple guarding the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain In other words, in this era, the "Guardian" at the foot of Wudang Mountain has become a ticket selling aunt.

"Hey... What about you? If you want to travel into Wudang Mountain, come to me first to buy tickets."

The middle-aged fat aunt, with big waves and light brown hair, stopped Lu Zhi and stared at him.

This boy even regards me as nothing. Don't you know that my conductor's aunt is the biggest at the foot of Wudang Mountain?!

Lu Zhi: "...."

He looked at the fat aunt in some amazement, and a complex taste suddenly came into his heart.

Lu Zhi felt wronged and said subconsciously, "this... But I have lived on Wudang Mountain since I was a child."

The aunt was happy: "Hey, your aunt, I've been selling tickets at the ticket office of Wudang Mountain for nearly 30 years. I've seen countless people who evade tickets in various ways. It's the first time I've seen you like you."

"Do you think you can pretend to be the Taoist priest of Wudang by wearing a Taoist robe? I haven't seen any Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain, aunts? There's no such person as you."

"Moreover, even if you want to pretend to be the Taoist priest of Wudang, you have to work hard. The style of your Taoist robe is different from that on the mountain... Can't you get it from the sunset?"

Facts have proved that the combat effectiveness of the middle-aged fat aunt is far from that of ordinary people. Lu Zhi was defeated immediately.

"... OK, I'll buy a ticket, buy a ticket." Lu Zhi took out a silver or two from his sleeve and put it on the fat aunt's table.

"I don't have any cash with me, so I'll settle the bill with silver."

With that, he didn't dare to wait for fat aunt to answer. He turned around and swept into the mountain road in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of aunt.

"Hey!" Aunt Lu Zhi still wanted to shout, but she couldn't even see anyone else. "It's really... People still use silver to buy tickets these days. I'm afraid the young man doesn't really think of himself as an ancient Taoist?"

After running halfway up the mountain, Lu Zhi stopped. At this distance, the fat aunt must not be able to catch up.

After finishing his Taoist robe, he went to Wudang Mountain again.

Along the way, he carefully observed the plants and trees on Wudang Mountain and the direction of the mountain. The more he looked, the more surprised he was.

Although the Wudang Mountains as like as two peas in his memory is not exactly the same, it is the same as his memory in the mountains and the mountains.

Lu Zhi doesn't know whether it's because every world with Wudang is like this or because of the reflection of his own heart, but when he feels the familiar aura, he can't help feeling like a wanderer returning home.

He climbed Wudang Mountain slowly all the way, and didn't stop until before the mountain gate.

This is where Wudang sect is located. Beyond the mountain gate is the Zhenwu hall. Lu Zhi also saw many tourists visiting the palaces.

He also went into the hall with the tourists, gave three incense sticks to Emperor Zhenwu, and then turned and walked towards the back mountain.

In modern times, Wudang Mountain has become a famous tourist scenic spot, so the palace group in the front mountain has been opened to tourists to pay homage, while the people of Wudang sect have moved their residence and disciples to the palace in the back mountain.

After turning around the Qianshan palace group, Lu Zhi finally met the Wudang disciples here in front of the gate leading to the Houshan area.

Seeing Lu Zhi coming this way, the disciple was also a little strange.

The back mountain area of Wudang is the residence of Wudang sect and is not open to tourists. Therefore, disciples will be specially sent here to stop and persuade tourists who want to go to the back mountain.

But Lu Zhi This man is dressed like a Taoist, which makes the disciple a little uncertain. Whether this man is a tourist or a Taoist of other Taoist schools, he came to Wudang to communicate with them.

So he didn't move for a moment. Lu Zhi took the initiative to come forward and saluted him.

"This Taoist friend, I'm polite."

"Er... Tao is friendly and I'm polite. I don't know which school you are from. You came to Wudang to visit?"

For a moment, Lu Zhi didn't know how to answer. Could he say, "coincidentally, I'm from Wudang school?".

"Taoist friend?"

Lu Zhi looked up, smiled at him and said, "coincidentally, I'm also a Taoist of Wudang school."

After pondering for a few seconds, Lu Zhi decided to report the name of Wudang. After all, he was born in Wudang. Why bother to make up anything.

Don't Wudang disciples dare to declare their identity?

The little nosed Taoist opened his mouth slightly and said, "are you teasing me?" Look like.

Lu Zhi is not wordy either. He raises his hand and puts on a posture of Taiji pushing his hand.

"Taoist friend, are you... Going to push with me?"

Lu Zhi nodded gently, then took a step forward, raised his palm and pushed it towards him.

Seeing this, the man unconsciously pushed his hand. After all, Wudang disciples, especially after Lao Zhang taught Taijiquan, didn't find a set of pushing hands every day. They were not satisfied.

Then, he was surprised to find that Lu Zhi could really push hands with Tai Chi, and he seemed to have great attainments. He was almost not under himself?

In fact, if Lu Zhi wants to, the moment the two push hands just stick together, he can make the little nose Taoist fly and perform a volley turn for ten and a half weeks

After pushing and pulling each other for more than ten times, Lu Zhi gradually increased his strength. The little nose Taoist immediately fell into the disadvantage, and then quickly withdrew and withdrew.

"Younger martial brother, I'm really responsible for Wudang Taijiquan... Who is your martial uncle's disciple? Please tell me, elder martial brother, you can go into the temple and report to you."

Lu Zhi is speechless. He really can't say it. If he wants to say the name of the old song dynasty, he can't point out that the "disciple" must think that his "Shizu" is to impress him.