As he spoke, he sighed. There was no harm without comparison. Having been used to teaching an outstanding disciple like Zhang Wei, when he went to teach an ordinary person, the gap between them almost caused Hao Datong to suffer internal injuries.
Zhang Wei quickly stood up and bowed." Master, I've been thinking of something recently. I want to go down the mountain for a walk. Please allow me."”
" What?" Hao Datong was stunned for a moment before he smiled." It's good to go down the mountain for a walk. I'll go and experience the ways of the world." It has been two years since you came up the mountain. At your age, it's really amazing that you can stay on this mountain for two years. With your current martial arts, I don't think many people can hurt you. However, it was easy to dodge an open spear, but difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark. It was always right to be more careful.”
"I will remember Master's teachings!" Zhang Wei nodded.”
Hao Datong stroked his beard and continued,""Before we leave the mountain, I need to remind you a few things. Remember the rules of our Quanzhen Sect. You can't bully others and you can't disgrace our Quanzhen Sect.”
"Disciple will remember!"
Hao Datong was very satisfied." Alright, go pack your things now." As for the sect master, I can go and talk to him."
Zhang Wei saw that Hao Datong was starting to chase the guests away, so he quickly went forward and said,""Master, this disciple still has something to pass to master and uncles for their consideration.”
As he spoke, he took out the secret manual that he had written and handed it to Hao Datong.
"You…" Hao Datong was stunned.
After that, Hao Datong opened the secret manual and immersed himself in it. He sometimes pointed his fingers like a sword, and sometimes waved his palm. The palm wind raged in the entire courtyard, and he said from time to time,"Wonderful, wonderful. Why didn't I think of that?”
By the time he finished reading the secret manual, half a day had passed. Seeing that Zhang Wei was still in the courtyard, Hao Datong said,""These secret manuals were created by you, right? You're really a genius. Ordinary people can't compare to you no matter what. I'm going to look for your senior uncles to study these martial arts. You can go down the mountain by yourself tomorrow. There's no need to come back.”
With that, he left in a hurry.
Zhang Wei watched his master leave and shook his head. He then turned around and went back to pack his luggage.
The next morning, the morning dew was sparkling and sparrows were chirping. On the path down Mount Zhongnan, a handsome Taoist priest was walking slowly but actually quickly.
This person was Zhang Wei, who had come down the mountain alone.
Halfway there, Zhang Wei turned around and saw the pavilions of Quanzhen Sect looming in the forest. In the morning fog, it was like a fairyland. Thinking about leaving the place where he had lived for more than two years, a trace of sadness emerged in Zhang Wei's heart.
After stopping for a while, Zhang Wei finally composed himself and turned to walk down the mountain.
The main purpose of Zhang Wei's trip down the mountain this time was to find all kinds of secret manuals, create martial arts techniques that could unleash his strength, and how to increase the limit of the body's true energy capacity.
If one were to talk about rich martial arts, the Shaolin Temple was naturally not lacking in the Metal Martial World.
The Shaolin Temple was the ancestral court of the Zen Sect and was built during the Northern Wei Dynasty. However, in the martial arts world, this temple was not famous for Buddhism, but for its martial arts.
After a month of walking and stopping, Zhang Wei finally arrived at the foot of this famous mountain. However, at this moment, Zhang Wei had already changed out of his Daoist attire and was wearing ordinary martial attire.
It was naturally impossible to go in openly to look at the secret manuals of other sects. Naturally, it was better to pay attention to hiding one's identity.
As for breaking in, that was even more impossible. One had to know that Zhang Wei was the eldest disciple of the Quanzhen Sect at the moment. He was not a demon from a demonic sect. The orthodox sects were the most law-abiding. It was not advisable to attack others for no reason. Didn't you see that many of the righteous sects had to start a war with words first?
After a month of traveling, Zhang Wei had also gained a lot. Not only had he fulfilled his dream of becoming a hero, but he had also tested his conjecture on how to increase the upper limit of his body's ability to accommodate martial arts.
As the lab rats for this series of experiments, the thieves on the road naturally suffered. They couldn't help but lose their lives. Before they died, Zhang Wei even tested their various conjectures on them and experienced all kinds of torture.
As a result, when these bandits died, their faces revealed a relieved smile, which made passers-by very afraid. The news spread far and wide, and the saying of ghosts and monsters scaring people became known to all women and children. For a time, many bandits in Jianghu were in a constant state of panic, and even the public order in various places was much better.
Zhang Wei naturally did not know about these things. After he finished experimenting with these white mice, he left without hesitation. As for the impact, he naturally did not care.
As for the deaths of so many people, Zhang Wei had never felt guilty. After all, he was a bad person, so why did he need human rights?
Zhang Wei could feel guilty for innocent animals, but he would never have any sympathy for people who were hoarded.
A white horse is not a horse, and a bad man is not a man.
At night, at the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.
A shadow swept up from the foot of the mountain and quickly entered the Shaolin Monastery. Whether it was flying or landing, the shadow was silent and undetectable.
After the figure landed in the temple, it did not stop. Instead, it wandered around as if it was looking for something.
This person was Zhang Wei. At this moment, Zhang Wei was dressed in night clothes and had a black scarf over his head. Only his eyes were exposed as he searched around in the dark.
The Shaolin Temple had been built for hundreds of years. There were many houses and the terrain was complicated. It was naturally not easy to find the Sutra Library, but Zhang Wei's lightness skill was superb. In just a few minutes, he found his target among the many buildings.
The Sutra Depository was brightly lit, and the sound of a wooden fish chanting scriptures could be heard. A figure was reflected on the window. It was the guardian of the Shaolin Sutra Depository. He was currently doing his evening classes.
Zhang Wei had expected that the sect would send people to guard such an important place 24/7. He didn't care about this. Instead, he was happy that he had found his target.
Zhang Wei waited in the darkness outside the house, quietly waiting for the right opportunity.
Not long after, the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting stopped. It seemed that the homework had ended.
Zhang Wei carefully approached the window and opened it. He flicked his finger and pressed on the monk's sleeping acupoint from a few feet away. During the entire process, he didn't notice anything wrong.
The monk didn't fall down immediately after his sleeping acupoint was hit. Instead, he started to feel sleepy after a few minutes. In the end, he drooped his head and fell asleep.
Acupoints were like medicine. With Zhang Wei's research on the Nine Yin Scripture and the various experiments he had done along the way, he could definitely achieve this level. When the monk woke up tomorrow, he would definitely not think that someone was playing tricks. Instead, he would think that he had fallen asleep because he could not help but feel sleepy.
Only then did Zhang Wei look around and confirm that it was safe before entering the Sutra Depository.
"Nine Yang Divine Skill, Tendon Changing, and Shaolin's 72 Ultimate Skills, here I come.
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