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Chapter 58 "Tai Chi Too Urgent" Part [-]

The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.

When every disciple saw the big man, they bowed respectfully and shouted, "Master Mingtai."

The big man waved his hand in response.

Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"

The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"

The big man pulled Goudan into the inner hall.

An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.

The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."

The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"

The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.

The general meaning is that after seven years, if the child really comes to the door and says that the master has a bite to eat, half of it will be given to the child and so on.

Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.

After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded his head in agreement and said, "Son, why do you want to join our Wudang?"

"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.

"What happens after you master your martial arts?" the gray-haired old man said.

"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.

"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.

"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.

The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"

"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.

"There is no way this name can be used as a dharma title." said the white-haired old man.

"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."

The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.

The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."

The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.

The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have no more places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening. Since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”

The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."

"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.

The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.

Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."

The big man knocked Goudan hard on the head and said: "You are already a Taoist priest, with the name of Immortality. You follow me and learn martial arts."

Goudan calmed down and was taken to his room by the big man.

"There are no extra beds. This room belongs to my master. After the master left, it became mine. You can just make a bed on the floor here." The big man said with a smile.

In the following days, Goudan and the big man were together.

Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.

In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.

But Goudan has a lively personality, and he started punching and kicking in the air after just a few stabs.

Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.

But one night on the third day, a disciple woke up Mingtai as if there was something urgent.

Goudan, who was sleeping next to him, was also woken up and saw the big man Mingtai running out of the room in a hurry.

For the next week, Goudan lived alone.

Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.

One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.

But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.

Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "

Goudan nodded his head in understanding.

The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.

Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.A week, a month.

Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.

But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.

Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.

I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.

The big men just shook their heads and said: "Practice martial arts? You are too impatient. The time has not come, the time has not come."

Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.

And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.

Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.

In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.

But Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and completing the agreement he made back then.

But that’s not what the disciple thinks.

"Did you see that he was eating with Master?"

"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."

"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."

"I know this. I don't know how he came out. He just follows Mingtai every day and does nothing."

"What kind of secret do you guys have? You don't know, right? This immortal is sleeping with Master Mingtai, so there is no need to squeeze in with me in Datongbu."

"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"

"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."

"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"

"I."

"Count me in too."

"And I."

. . . . . .

In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.

But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.

The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.

"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.

"Hello, senior brother, can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said with a smile when he saw the four senior brothers coming.

"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.

Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.

"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.

"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.

"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.

Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.

After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.

Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.

Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.

He ran out yelling to end everything.

Then all four disciples were sent to the back mountains of Wudang to repent, but the most angry one was Goudan who was scarred.

That night it was midnight.

Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."

Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."

"But why did the other senior brothers stop walking and start practicing boxing and swordsmanship early on? But I started practicing playing the piano and playing the flute? What's the difference between me and them? Why didn't I even do that when they bullied me? I can’t even return my hand." Goudan stood up and cried.

Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."

Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

It was noon when I got up the next day.

Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.

(End of this chapter)