I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 29: Go to the back mountain to invite Junior Master
Song Qingshu's psychological activities are extremely rich, but it's a pity that no one appreciates it.

After watching Song Yuanqiao and others leave, Gu Changfeng did not stay to enhance his relationship with the disciples, but went straight to Yu Daying's residence.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw infinite vitality still hanging like a canopy, wrapping Yu Daying's whole body.

Gu Changfeng placed his fingers on Yu Daying's wrist and injected a wisp of Yi Mu spiritual energy into it to check the condition inside his body.

After a while, Gu Changfeng withdrew his fingers and nodded.

"After this period of treatment, the broken meridians in Third Senior Brother's body have healed by nearly 30%."

"I estimate that it will take another month or two to fully recover."

"And due to the effect of Yimu spiritual energy, the meridians have become significantly stronger after healing."

"After Third Senior Brother wakes up, it won't take too much time for him to recover his previous strength, or even go further!"

Afterwards, Gu Changfeng replenished the Yi wood spiritual energy in the green lines and returned to the wooden house in the back mountain again.

In addition to daily meditation and practice, Gu Changfeng often watched the scene of his master Zhang Sanfeng transcending tribulation in his spiritual space, hoping to comprehend the way of Tai Chi.

Three days later, Gu Changfeng suddenly let out a light exclamation, as if he had realized something.

in the spiritual space.

The scene is frozen.

Gu Changfeng's attention was focused on the terrifying thunder tribulation in the sky.

The scene of dark clouds gathering and lightning flashing awakened Gu Changfeng's memory of when he created the Yi Mu Rejuvenation Technique.

Now seeing the thunder tribulation again, a slight palpitation arose in my heart.

'The way of Tai Chi is too profound, it is the way of a warrior comparable to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.'

"I spent several days but still could not get the basics. I thought there was something wrong with my innate ability."

'Now it seems that it may be because my realm is too low.'

"It's like wanting to build a hundred-meter-high building without even building a foundation. It's really unrealistic."

"The power of this thunder is quite impressive, and it also exists in nature. If you can comprehend it a little, you will understand it. If you can use it for your own benefit, it will surely improve my current combat power."

After thinking it through, Gu Changfeng was no longer stubborn. He temporarily gave up his understanding of Tai Chi and instead focused his attention on thunder and lightning.

As a time traveler, Gu Changfeng knew something about thunder and lightning in nature.

To put it simply, it is a natural discharge phenomenon, which is produced by the violent neutralization of opposite charges.

But this kind of thunder and lightning is not enough for a warrior with a little strength.

However, the lightning in the thunder tribulation is obviously not like this. It seems to be guided by some kind of energy, which is difficult for ordinary masters or even grand masters to resist.

A thunder tribulation like the one Zhang Sanfeng experienced could not even be withstood by a strong person who had reached the state of unity between man and nature.

Its power is evident.

Gu Changfeng closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into the spiritual space.

Countless thoughts burst out and collided, trying to analyze the process of lightning produced by thunder tribulation.

The sun rises and sets, the clouds roll and relax.

As the saying goes, there is no time in the mountains, and half a month passed in a flash.

The mountain behind Tianzhu Peak still looks quiet and peaceful.

Gu Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, and a three-foot-long green light shot out and disappeared in a flash.

Feeling the amount of spiritual energy in his dantian, Gu Changfeng smiled.

"He has reached the sixth level of Qi training. According to my assumption, his realm is equivalent to that of a martial arts master."

“Now, if I use the Yimu Qinglong sword energy, I can condense a full 600 sword beams. If I face Seventh Senior Brother again, I’m afraid I can crush him!”

Followed by.

Gu Changfeng reached deep into his right hand, and as soon as he thought about it, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand!
It’s a pity that the lightning flashed only briefly and was difficult to condense.

Gu Changfeng rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful.

"In the past half month, I have gained some experience in comprehending lightning."

"It's just that it seems to be missing something now. It can't be completely condensed into shape. It seems that there is something wrong with the way the spiritual power is combined."

After summarizing, Gu Changfeng continued to close his eyes.

In the spiritual space, wisps of green Yi wood spiritual energy floated, constantly imitating the process of thunder and lightning produced by a thunder tribulation.

At the same time, in the Zhenwu Hall.

Song Qingshu sat in the seat usually occupied by his father Song Yuanqiao, looking excited.

"Haha, only the head of Wudang is qualified to sit on this chair. When my father retires, he will definitely pass the position of head to me. Now I am adapting to it in advance."

Song Qingshu imitated Song Yuanqiao's usual posture, with a serious expression and his back straight.

But after a while, he revealed his true form, lying crookedly on the chair and started to complain. "Tsk, this chair is too hard and uncomfortable to sit on. I don't know how Dad can sit on it for a whole day."

"If I become the head of the sect, I will definitely add a cushion so that it will be more comfortable to sit on."

at this time.

A slightly bloated young Wudang disciple hurriedly ran out of the door, shouting as he ran.

"Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Song, someone has come to visit the mountain, claiming to be from the Guardian Dragon Villa!"

Song Qingshu quickly straightened his sitting posture and regained his dignified appearance.

Looking at the panting person, he coughed lightly and imitated Song Yuanqiao's tone.

"Wang Mu, I have said many times that you must remain calm when encountering major events. How can you be so flustered?"

Wang Mu, who was a little bloated, immediately activated his muscle memory and quickly stood up and bowed.

"Meet the Master."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly realized what was happening.

The person sitting in the seat at this moment was not the leader Song Yuanqiao, but Song Qingshu, who had climbed trees to pluck birds and peeked at the widow taking a bath with him and others.

He did not feel embarrassed and immediately a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Song is quite like his father!"

"In my opinion, the position of the head of Wudang Sect in the future will belong to Senior Brother Song!"

Song Qingshu had a very pleased expression on his face. He waved his hand and began to speak passionately, as if he had already become the head of the sect.

"Well, when I take the position of the head of the sect in the future, I will definitely appoint you as the guardian elder of Wudang."

"And Li Qing, also named him"

But before he could finish his words, Wang Wu interrupted him in a low voice.

"Brother Song, someone has come from Hulong Villa. How about we wait until we meet them before we start dividing the fiefdoms?"

Song Qingshu's face turned red and he quickly covered it up with a cough.

"Ahem, in that case, then bring them here."

Wang Wu nodded and ran out quickly again.

Not long after.

Then he took two men and one woman into the Zhenwu Hall.

It was Duan Tianya, who was ordered by the Iron-Hearted God Marquis Zhu Wusi to go to Wudang, Gui Hai Yidao and his two companions, and Shangguan Haitang who sneaked out.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu immediately put on a dignified look and asked.

"Ahem, what is your name? What brings you to Wudang?"

Duan Tianya frowned as he looked at the extremely immature Song Qingshu sitting in the main seat.

With his strength, he could naturally see at a glance that Song Qingshu was not even at the Innate Realm, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Is this how you treat guests in Wudang?"

"How can a mere post-natal realm warrior be qualified to receive someone from my Hulong Villa, Song Yuanqiao?"

Song Qingshu was displeased after hearing this. He was young and ignorant of the immensity of the world, and his master had just been promoted, making him seem like the best martial artist in the world.

In his opinion, no matter which force the visitor comes from, they should be treated with respect.

Now that he was being looked down upon in public, he could not endure this humiliation and immediately retorted.

"How dare you! You dare to call me the head of Wudang Sect by my name!"

"So what about Hulong Villa? My master is a powerful immortal on earth. How dare you act wildly here!"

Duan Tianya looked at Song Qingshu as if he was a fool, and the pressure from the Grandmaster level burst out.

Snap! Bang!

The chair under Song Qingshu's butt exploded instantly.

His whole body shook, and he was thrown out and fell dizzy, with even a trace of red at the corner of his mouth.

"Tell Song Yuanqiao to come out and see me, otherwise I won't show mercy next time!"

Duan Tianya's cold words reached Song Qingshu's ears, making him shiver all over.

Song Qingshu looked at Duan Tianya hatefully, and instantly felt like he was knocked down from the clouds.

But now Song Yuanqiao and others are not in Wudang. Does he have to ask his master for help just for this matter?
Suddenly, Song Qingshu thought of Song Yuanqiao's instructions before he left.

He quickly shouted in a low voice to Wang Mu who was also stunned beside him.

"Quick, go and ask Junior Master to come!"

(End of this chapter)