From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 12

"Master Uncle, is Grand Master in retreat? The disciple wants to report something to the old man."

"Let's go to the vast peak!"

"Your grand master told you before retreating that if you come back, you can go directly to him!"

Song Yuanqiao smiled: "Your boy is more famous than my uncle, and I don't have such treatment."

Zhang Wuji knew that this uncle was joking. This uncle had a kind heart, and he was very kind to his juniors and three generations of disciples, especially himself. Ever since his father Zhang Cuishan died, he lived in Wudang Mountain. In the past two years, the uncle has taken care of himself a lot.

"Then I'll go, uncle, you are busy!" Zhang Wuji bowed with a smile, got up and left.

Looking at Zhang Wuji's leaving figure, Song Yuanqiao still couldn't believe it, and thought to himself, could it be that he hadn't been around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the number of first-class masters had already begun to flood?

You have to know that you are only 26 years old before you can step into the first-class master state.

Suddenly he thought of his son Song Qingshu. Before, he thought that his son was a 21-year-old second-rate master who was very strong at the peak, but now he was nothing compared to Zhang Wuji.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Song Yuanqiao suddenly said with a sullen face: "Go, call Qing Shu, I want to check his cultivation results during this period..."

Haomiao Peak is the highest peak of Wudang Mountain, hidden in clouds all the year round.

Zhang Wuji found Zhang Sanfeng in a gazebo.

The old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged in front of the cliff, meditating with his eyes closed.

Not seeing each other for two years, the old man looked more and more unfathomable, like a fairy.

Zhang Wuji approached, seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was still indifferent, after thinking about it, he also sat down next to him, cross-legged and began to practice the Nine Suns Manual.

Deep in the mountains, the air is fresh and the sky is high and the earth is far away.

Looking at such a scene, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but relax. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that practicing the Nine Suns Manual here was much smoother than outside.

Waiting until the sun set, Zhang Sanfeng finally got up and stood up, Zhang Wuji hurriedly followed.

"Wuji, how do you feel about this trip outside?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a gentle smile.

"It's not bad. I have ridden horses, compared swords, deceived people, and been deceived by others. I went out to sea, killed a few people, and encountered several crises. Generally speaking, I have seen the wonderful world. .” Zhang Wuji responded with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Your statement is interesting, you didn't cause trouble outside, right?"

"No way, I'm very good!" Zhang Wuji smiled foolishly.

However, he suddenly remembered that he had killed Ding Minjun and snatched the Yitian Sword from the Emei Sect, and he felt a little guilty, thinking that the old nun would not come to Wudang Mountain to inquire about his master's crimes, would he?
You must know that Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei School, have something to tell about the past. If the old nun came to the door, Old Zhang would probably be angry.

But he changed his mind, Miejue Shitai should not know himself.

Immediately he felt relieved again.

He was also a little hungry, so Zhang Wuji placed the meals brought by his disciples on the stone table in the gazebo, and talked with Zhang Sanfeng while eating.

"Wuji, if you don't have anything important, you can retreat with me here for a while!" After the meal, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said thoughtfully.

"Retreat?" Zhang Wuji was a little dumbfounded, he didn't plan to stay in Wudang Mountain for a long time, he was going to go to Guangmingding after handing over the Nine Yin Manual to Lao Zhang.

"Why? Don't you like being here with me, a bad old man?" Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

"No, it's just... I still have some things to deal with down the mountain!" Zhang Wuji hesitated.

"Is it urgent?" Zhang Sanfeng asked back.

"Uh, it doesn't count!" Zhang Wuji thought for a while.

My adoptive father has the newly learned Nine Yin Mantra and the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon to go to Guangmingding. There should be no problem. Don't be so anxious.

"Then stay!" Zhang Sanfeng made a direct decision.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji finally nodded and agreed, just as he had some doubts about cultivation and wanted to ask Zhang Sanfeng for advice.

After the matter was settled, Zhang Sanfeng seemed in a good mood after the meal was finished, he stood up and said with a smile, "Wuji, come, let me practice this set of Tai Chi strength that has just been perfected."

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji was overjoyed and hurried to follow.

He was promoted to the Xiantian Realm by his mind, and he even finished Taijiquan ahead of schedule.

And it's no wonder Tai Shifu can live to such an old age in history, and he also knows how to digest food after meals, which is also amazing.

"By the way, Grand Master, I accidentally got the Nine Yin Manual, which is as famous as the Nine Yang Manual, can you take a look at it?" Zhang Wuji didn't remember the real purpose of looking for it until the Taijiquan was finished and Zhang Sanfeng wanted to rest. .

"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng was indeed a little interested, and reached out to take the Nine Yin Manual from Zhang Wuji.

"This is a pure Taoist technique. The Nine-Yin Energy produced by the practice is fierce in attack. The only problem is that it is too offensive and weak in defense."

Zhang Sanfeng is a master of martial arts, so he soon discovered the problem of the Nine Yin Manual.

"However, it happens to be complementary to your Nine Yang Strength, and its shortcomings are also obvious. Its defense power is excellent in the world, but it is somewhat lacking in attack. It is precisely because of this that I comprehend the essence of Taijiquan and Taijijian, which are counterattacks. .”

"You can practice this scripture, and it does not conflict with the Nine Suns Scripture."

With Zhang Sanfeng's approval, Zhang Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't practiced the Nine-Yin Manual before on the boat because he was afraid that the Nine-Yang Energy and Nine-Yin Energy would conflict with each other in his body.

At that time, it would be ridiculous if I crippled myself again...

In the blink of an eye, a month later, Zhang Wuji was a little impatient at the beginning, but gradually became calm, and even gradually fell in love with this state of cultivation.

Zhang Sanfeng's closed-door practice is not just sitting there motionless.

His life is very regular, he wakes up at sunrise in the morning, practices his improved Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu for two hours, wanders around Wudang Mountain in the morning, reads in the afternoon, and continues to perfect his Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu.

Practice Pure Yang Wuji Gong for two hours at sunset, and then go to sleep.

After Zhang Wuji joined, he also began to adapt to this rhythm.

Of course, he no longer practiced the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, but instead practiced the Nine Yang Mantra in the morning and at the beginning of the day, and the Nine Yin Mantra in the evening and sunset.

This is Zhang Sanfeng's suggestion to him. After all, the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is Zhang Sanfeng's still improving kung fu. Now that there is a reference to the Nine Yin Scriptures, the improvement may be even greater. Although Zhang Wuji is looking forward to the full version of Lao Zhang's kung fu, but now But it doesn't necessarily suit him. In comparison, Jiuyin and Jiuyang are more suitable for him.

In the morning, I accompanied Zhang Sanfeng to express my love for the mountains and rivers, and by the way, I asked some questions about my own practice. In the afternoon, I found a place where no one was around to practice swords, and in the evening, I read various books.

Whether it is Daoist scriptures or unofficial historical miscellany, as long as he likes it, there is nothing he does not read.

Every day is very fulfilling for Zhang Wuji. Apart from sleeping, he doesn't have a moment of free time. He absorbs all kinds of knowledge all the time, and can feel the pleasure brought by his strength improvement every minute and every second.

Zhang Wuji likes this kind of retreat very much.

　I have signed a contract, invest first hand, make a steady profit without losing money, and then ask for a recommendation ticket and collection.

　　


(End of this chapter)