"Great Uncle Master."
"Father."
When Xie Junlin and Song Qingshu saw the Pure Yang Sword, they immediately reacted.
He immediately withdrew his hand and bowed to Song Yuanqiao in the distance.
Song Yuanqiao stepped on the ladder and soared through the clouds. His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in the middle of everyone.
He glared at his son.
After receiving the report from the child beside him, Song Yuanqiao already knew the cause and effect.
However, he didn't expect Song Qingshu to not fight Zhuo Yihang in the end.
Instead, he had a dispute with Xie Junlin.
This unfilial son really made people worry.
But they were father and son, so Song Yuanqiao wouldn't embarrass Song Qingshu in public.
Therefore, he glared at her as a warning.
Then, Song Yuanqiao stared at Xie Junlin on the other side.
His face was filled with disbelief.
His cultivation had reached the Connate Realm, so his perception was naturally not something that Xie Junlin and Song Qingshu, who had not even reached the first-class realm, could compare to.
Although his internal strength was not enough, he did not use a weapon to use the Soft Sword Technique.
However, he unexpectedly managed to bend the sword qi in a clever and flexible manner.
What was even rarer was that it was solid and sharp.
This was clearly the Twisting Finger Soft Sword that had already reached the great success stage. Furthermore, it had an extraordinary understanding of the sword qi released by the finger.
Heavens.
It had only been a week since Third Junior Brother told him that Xie Junlin practiced martial arts.
What kind of monstrous talent did he have for his comprehension of sword techniques?
Compared to Xie Junlin, even if Song Yuanqiao admitted that he had his father's selfishness...
However, he had to admit that Song Qingshu really had the age to cultivate in vain. He was not presentable at all.
"Bastard, we're all from Wudang Sect, and you want to fight with real fire?”
"If you have a temper, why don't you stay in the competition with the Great Ming Shaolin Temple in three months?”
"If you have the ability, then suppress those bald…monks.”
Song Yuanqiao berated, his tone strict.
"I'll follow your instructions."
Xie Junlin and the others were not ignorant. Seeing that they could not fight, they naturally lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.
"Half a month later, it will be the time to select the candidates to go to the Great Ming Shaolin Temple. If there were any conflicts, they would resolve them together.”
"During this period, I don't want something like today to happen again.”
After saying that, Song Yuanqiao stretched out his hand and pulled, and the pure Yang sword on the ground automatically returned to its sheath.
Then, the scabbard touched Song Qingshu's shoulder.
Song Qingshu's knees bent, and his body staggered.
"Bastard, hurry up and leave."
"Jun Lin has only been cultivating for less than a month and he has already achieved such results. Do you want to bring this kind of cultivation to Shaolin and embarrass Wudang?”
After saying that, Song Yuanqiao patted Xie Junlin's shoulder and blinked.
Then, he left with Song Qingshu, who still had an angry look on his face.
Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words just now.
The surrounding disciples instantly fell silent.
When he looked at Xie Junlin again, his gaze was filled with endless shock and reverence.
The rumor that Senior Brother Xie did not cultivate martial arts was indeed true.
However, the strength that Senior Brother Xie displayed today was only the result of a month?
What kind of monstrous talent was this?
Was it because Second Senior Brother did not cultivate because he felt that it was unnecessary?
Was it because he only needed to spend a month to catch up with the years of hard work of everyone present?
Can we still be brothers?
Zhuo Yi Hang, who was beside him, also had a bitter smile on his face.
How dare he call himself a genius?
Apart from Song Qingshu, he did not care about any of the Wudang Sect disciples.
But now, he realized that the most talented person was actually the handsome Second Senior Brother who only knew how to chant scriptures and study the Dao.
Moreover, the difference in talent between him and Xie Junlin was a little too despairing.
Looking at the disciples 'reactions, Xie Junlin shook his head.
Uncle Master's words just now were the result of consideration for all the disciples present.
This was because Xie Junlin had not cultivated for a month at all. Instead, he had only cultivated for a week.
Song Yuanqiao should have known about this date through Yu Daiyan.
The reason why Song Yuanqiao raised the date to a month seemed to be that he did not want to dampen the confidence of the disciples present.
But the current situation did not seem to meet Song Yuanqiao's expectations.
……
In Wudang's True Martial Palace.
Song Yuanqiao held the Pure Yang Sword and stood respectfully behind an old man in a white robe who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The old man's hair was already white, but his exposed skin did not have any wrinkles. Instead, it was as soft and smooth as a baby's.
He sat in the True Martial Palace as if he had become one with the entire palace.
If he did not see the old man sitting there with his own eyes, Song Yuanqiao would only feel that there was nothing in front of him.
This was the true realm of a great grandmaster. His body was one with heaven and earth.
And this old man was naturally the true reliance of Wudang Sect as the most influential figure in the martial arts world.
Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master, Jun Lin has started practicing martial arts.”
"Oh? It seems like the situation is special since you came here to report.”
The old man didn't turn his head. He just drew a circle with his finger.
A Taiji Diagram appeared out of thin air.
Black and white were distinct, stabilizing the void.
"Today, I sensed that Jun Lin's acupuncture points have broken through thirty.”
"What's even more shocking is that his Finger Twisting Sword Technique has already reached the great success realm.”
"Third Junior Brother said that he gave Jun Lin two sword techniques. I suspect that Jun Lin has also reached great success in the other sword technique.”
"And in between, he only used a week.”
Perfected Zhang's fingers could not help but pause after hearing Song Yuanqiao's words.
The Taiji Diagram that he had just drawn dissipated instantly.
For a moment, the Yin and Yang Qi spread everywhere.
Song Yuanqiao only felt countless wind and waves coming at him from ahead. The power was extremely heavy, making him unable to help but push the pure Yang sword to the ground to resist the wind and waves.
The might of a great grandmaster was indeed not something that a Xiantian realm could block.
"The people of the Xie family indeed have extraordinary talent in the way of the sword.”
"It seems that someone can finally inherit our Wudang Taiji Sword.”
Perfected Zhang finally turned around.
His face was thin, like an ordinary Taoist old man, but his eyes seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth.
However, if one went deeper, they would find that Yin and Yang were gathering in his eyes at all times, forming a Tai Chi pattern.
"It's because our disciples 'talent is not enough and we can't inherit Master's ultimate technique.”
Song Yuanqiao's eyes instantly turned red.
In fact, it was not just absolute arts. Even in terms of cultivation, Song Yuanqiao felt that he was not worthy of the status of a martial grandmaster's personal disciple.
Zhang Sanfeng was a top martial grandmaster in the world, but the highest among his seven personal disciples was only at the Xiantian realm.
This was really unreasonable.
Originally, Fifth Junior Brother Zhang Cuishan's talent and comprehension were top-notch, and he had a chance of becoming a grandmaster.
However, all the big sects came to Wudang Mountain and forced Fifth Junior Brother to commit suicide in front of his master.
If Priest Mu, Priest Chongxu, Priest Ziyang and other great masters didn't join Wudang Mountain, they would be able to survive.
It was as if the entire Wudang Mountain's Grandmaster Realm experts were cut off.
This would make the world laugh at him.
After the problem of the Grandmaster was solved, Wudang Mountain was faced with a situation where there was no successor.
Song Qingshu's talent could be considered outstanding, and Zhuo Yihang's talent was also considered rare.
However, these people were nothing compared to Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Hua Wuque, and Linghu Chong.
They were not on the same level.
Fortunately, Xie Junlin had finally appeared in Wudang.
Just based on his talent in the way of the sword, he was guaranteed to become a grandmaster in the future.
Wudang Mountain wasn't considered shameful.
"Ten years ago, because of Xiao Qiushui and Crazy Yan, our Wudang Sect and Shaolin Temple made a ten-year pact. I remember that the selection for Shaolin Temple will be held in half a month.”
"If Little Jun Lin is nominated, then bring him to see me.”
"If you want to truly learn the Taiji Sword, you still have to build up the foundation of the Pure Yang Limitless Art.”
"Yes, disciple."
Song Yuanqiao bowed.
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