Chen Changsheng slowly opened his eyes. If anyone had noticed, they would have discovered that his eyes were like light bulbs, flickering with light.
After a long time, the light in his eyes slowly faded.
At this moment, the spiritual energy tide also gradually calmed down, turning into a small stream that gathered around Chen Changsheng.
The clouds reflected off the sky, and a wisp of morning light adorned it. Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged in the middle, his clothes fluttering like a banished immortal descending from the heavens.
"First qi layer, finally stepping into the first step of immortal cultivation.”Chen Changsheng sighed.
He didn't expect to reach the first qi layer on his first try. Although it was only the most basic qi refining method, it also showed how talented he was.
Chen Changsheng stood up and suddenly trembled. His body suddenly let out a crackling sound, like beans being fried.
Clenching his fists, he felt as if his body was filled with endless power.
He suddenly punched Gu Song who was beside him. The old pine tree that was as thick as a bucket suddenly trembled violently, shaking off countless pine leaves.
Chen Changsheng withdrew his fist and saw that a fist imprint several inches deep had been left on the ancient pine.
This ancient pine tree was probably more than a hundred years old, and its wood was extremely hard. If such a punch hit a person, it might directly pierce a hole.
It must be known that this was only his first time cultivating. In the future, as his cultivation deepened, he would be able to break this ancient pine tree with a casual punch. Moreover, he did not use the spiritual energy in his body. He only relied on the strength of his physical body.
For cultivators, even the most basic Qi Refinement art emphasized the dual "cultivation" of life and soul, which was to have both the primordial spirit and the corporeal body. At this moment, Chen Changsheng could be considered a first-rate expert in the martial world.
Chen Changsheng shook his head. Compared to the power of cultivators who could easily burn mountains and boil seas, or slash through the stars with their swords, this fist print was not worth mentioning.
"I still have to continue cultivating." He sighed. He suddenly saw the morning light on the ground and realized that he had been sitting cross-legged here for the whole night. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was also full of energy.
It was just that his stomach seemed to be exceptionally hungry. After all, he was still a mortal body and had not reached the realm of 'fasting.' How could he not be hungry after not eating for a day and a night?
Fortunately, the Wudang Seven Heroes had instructed a disciple to guard the place from afar.
Seeing that his junior martial uncle, Chen Changsheng, had woken up, his eyes sparkled as he ran over with a look of incomparable worship.
The breakfast was soon served. There was a brown jar in it. When the lid was opened, a faint smell of Angelica mixed with the fragrance of chicken soup entered his nose.
It turned out to be a stewed chicken with Chinese Angelica. It was also added with wormgrass and ginseng slices. It was extremely beneficial to the body.
"Senior Brothers, you're so thoughtful."
Chen Changsheng used a wooden spoon to brush away a layer of grease on the surface and gently took a sip. A rich fragrance filled his nose and mouth.
The concern of his senior brothers made him feel slightly ashamed. He had been at Wudang Mountain for more than three years, and he had almost achieved nothing.
When he was studying, his senior brothers only advised him and did not even say a single harsh word.
Chen Changsheng casually gathered a bit of spiritual energy and placed it in the beak of the Yellow Crane, his heart incomparably resolute.
"Since you are from Wudang, you should make Wudang famous.”
……
Time passed slowly.
A year had passed.
Whether it was the temple or the martial world, all sorts of things happened.
Natural disasters continued to occur in Jingchu. The Yuan Dynasty still imposed heavy taxes. The people had no way to survive and their minds changed. Therefore, Zhou Ziwang, the landlord of Yuan Zhou, led more than 5,000 people to successfully start a rebellion. For a time, many heroes in Jianghu responded.
Because of the death of the cult master Yang Dingtian, the Ming Cult located at Light Summit had become more and more intense in the fight for the position of cult master. The White-Browed Eagle King couldn't stand it anymore and led his subordinates to form a cult called the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
There were many experts in the martial arts world. The Jiangnan Escort Agency, which was known for its chivalry, was wiped out overnight. The murderer left behind the words " The murderer, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun." This person who had been killing innocent people more than ten years ago once again aroused the anger of the martial arts world!
When the Jianghu was in turmoil, the Seven Heroes of Wudang helped the Wudang Sect gain a lot of reputation.
Of course, among the people, the one who was most amazed was none other than the eighth successor of Wudang, Chen Changsheng.
When all the beasts came to court, the matter of enlightenment passed through the mouth of the Wudang disciples and then to the ears of the storyteller.
All of a sudden, all kinds of stories were written.
Some people said that Chen Changsheng of Wudang Mountain was an immortal who had descended to the mortal world to experience the mortal world.
Some people said that Chen Changsheng was the king of all beasts, with three heads and six arms, and could spit fire and ice.
……
Many people in Jianghu naturally scoffed at these exaggerated rumors. They did not believe in Wudang's claim that all beasts came to court and comprehended Dao.
He could comprehend the Dao after reading for three years?
Then wouldn't all the students who had spent ten years or even their entire lives studying be able to attain Dao?
It was even more absurd for ten thousand beasts to come to court. Even the legendary Five Uniques of the Central Plains of the Song Dynasty did not have such ability, so it was only nonsense.
Therefore, most people still felt that this was just a rumor and a joke.
However, there were also some people who learned about Wudang through this matter and went up the mountain to become disciples.
In just a year, there was an endless stream of people at the foot of Wudang Mountain who wanted to become masters. It was a prosperous scene.
Zhang Sanfeng was a martial arts grandmaster to begin with, and not many people could compare to him.
Now that the sect had spread far and wide, Wudang's reputation had risen to another level. Even the ancient Shaolin Temple and Emei Sect could not compare to it for the time being.
For the disciples of the WuTang Sect, this was naturally a joyous occasion.
It was already early autumn, and Wudang Mountain was covered in leaves.
The disciples of WuTang Sect were in the opposite season. They were all looking forward to it and were bustling about.
A devotee asked curiously.
Only then did he learn that the Grandmaster of Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng, would be celebrating his 90th birthday in a month.
These disciples were making preparations in advance.
Originally, Zhang Sanfeng did not pay attention to the liveliness of his 70th and 80th birthdays. He only celebrated them with his disciples in private.
It was just that Wudang Sect had become famous this year and had attracted a lot of attention, thus exposing the birthday celebration.
That was why they were prepared for today's excitement.
"Senior Brother, will Martial Uncle Chen come out of seclusion on Grandmaster's birthday?”A disciple who was wiping the lampstand of the True Martial Palace said to the old disciple beside him.
"Definitely."
"I can finally see Martial Uncle. For the past year, I've only heard his voice and not seen him in person. Sometimes, I even want to go to the back mountain to see Martial Uncle's peerless demeanor.”The young disciple looked forward to it.
"Go to the back mountain?" The elder disciple snorted and said,"
"The back mountain is a forbidden area. Anyone who trespasses will be expelled from the sect. Previously, only the meal-delivering disciples could get close to it. Just a few months ago, even the meal-delivering disciples were not allowed to get close.”
"Senior Brother, why is this?"
"Hehe, it's said that Uncle-Master's realm is extraordinary and has already reached the fasting stage!”The elder disciple said proudly.
" What?!"
The young disciple was shocked. It was rumored that fasting was a method that only immortals had!
He had seen and heard everything since he came up the mountain, so he naturally believed that the rumors were true.
"Don't let this get out, or else those Jianghu people will say that we're bragging.”
The senior disciple shook his head and said the words " Jianghu people " in a disdainful tone.
"Mortals are like this. They easily deny the divinity of others before they have seen it.”
The young disciple also retracted his shock and spoke in an old-fashioned tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, this young disciple had a look of fascination on his face. If he had the ability of his Uncle-Master, then…
Immersed in his sweet dream, he was awakened by a slap from the old disciple.
"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and get to work. Keep your feet on the ground, understand?”
" Woo, Senior Brother, can't I have a dream…"
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