As soon as he left the dormitory, he could see people practicing in the martial arts hall or practicing alone or sparring with each other.
Although he had been promoted from the Chores Hall to the Martial Arts Hall, the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall were now staring at Song Yuanqiao and the other second-generation Wudang disciples.
He hoped that one day, they would take him in as their disciple. That was the true core of the WuTang Sect.
There were more than a thousand disciples in the Martial Arts Hall. Tang Long believed that other than Hua Feng and Gu Xuzi, there were definitely some who had escaped the net. In terms of talent, there were even some who had surpassed the Eighth Grade.
However, compared to talent, Tang Long was more focused on high-level inner force cultivation methods, such as Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill.
Not only were talents divided into grades, but so were martial arts techniques.
The martial arts techniques were divided into three categories from weak to strong (from simple to difficult): Basic, exquisite, high-tier, peerless, and extraordinary!
As for whether there were any cultivation techniques above the transcendent level, it was not something Tang Long could understand at his current stage.
The Wudang Heart Technique and Wudang Sword Technique that he had cultivated previously were the lowest level of basic cultivation techniques and moves.
The speed at which a person's internal strength increased was determined by several factors.
First, talent!
Second, cultivation technique level!
[Third: Cultivation Technique's Realm (Beginner), Advanced (Small Success), Perfection (Large Success), Peak Perfection (Maximum)]
Fourth, diligence!
Now, Tang Long could enter the martial arts hall in a short period of time just by practicing the Wudang Heart Technique. What if he practiced other inner force techniques?
For example, Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill.
His cultivation speed would definitely be faster.
Swoosh--
Just as Tang Long was looking at his prey aimlessly, a soft sound suddenly came from the side. He looked up and saw a young Taoist priest's body suddenly rise into the air. In the blink of an eye, he had landed on a five to six-meter-tall branch.
"Cloud Ladder?"
It wasn't the first time he had seen someone use Cloud Ladder, but he had never observed it at such a close distance.
Tang Long leaned over nonchalantly.
"System, lock onto Ti Yunzong and download him directly.”
Tang Long instructed the system in his mind when he arrived under the tree.
"Ding, Cloud Ladder is a high-tier lightness skill. It will take half an hour to download. Would the host like to use the instant download opportunity?”
"I won't use it!"
Why was the system always thinking about the instant download he had?
Good steel should be used on the blade!
The chance to download it instantly must be under a forced situation, or when he encountered a powerful talent or martial arts.
For example, Zhang Sanfeng.
Because Zhang Sanfeng often went into seclusion and did not see anyone for a long time, the instant download opportunity was just right for him!
Ding!" The system has begun to download. Please stay within ten meters of the young Taoist priest, or else..."
Fortunately, the Little Daoist had been focusing on cultivating the Cloud Ladder during this period of time. In half an hour, he was either on the ground or flying back and forth on two trees.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully downloading the Cloud Ladder. Do you wish to merge with it?”
"Temporarily not!"
Tang Long checked the Little Daoist's talent slightly and found that he was only a sixth-grade talent. He did not stay any longer and continued to look for the next target.
Sixth grade talent!
Sixth grade talent!
Seventh-grade talent!
……
After going around for half a round, the highest talent was only seventh-grade.
However, it wasn't as if he didn't have any other gains.
Other than the Cloud Ladder he downloaded at the beginning, he also downloaded the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword.
The Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword was a superior Wudang sword technique. After downloading it, Tang Long watched the two disciples of the Martial Arts Hall spar for half an hour.
Seeing that it was noon, he was about to go to the cafeteria to have a meal and continue his investigation in the afternoon. At this time, a young Taoist priest who was seven or eight years old and had delicate features ran over like a gust of wind, followed by a young Taoist priest who was about twenty years old.
The young Taoist priest chased after him and persuaded him,"Little Junior Brother, don't mess around. Otherwise, if the substitute sect master finds out, he'll punish you to face the wall and reflect on your mistakes again.”
"Senior brother, as long as you don't tell my father, how would he know?”
Although the young Taoist priest was young, he was already full of heroic spirit, especially his eyes, which were very spiritual.
"Besides, I don't run around. I heard that the martial arts hall is very lively. Many senior brothers practice martial arts here. Senior Brother Hua Feng often comes here to play. I'm also a third generation disciple of Wudang.”
"This isn't because the substitute sect master sees that you're too young. In a few years, the substitute sect master will definitely not care much about you in this aspect.”
"Really? I really hope that I can grow up quickly. When that time comes, my father won't be able to control me.”
What a child.
"Substitute Sect Leader, his father?"
"This…could it be that brat Song Qingshu?”
As far as Tang Long knew, Song Yuanqiao only had one son. Now that this little Daoist priest called Song Yuanqiao 'father', he was undoubtedly Song Qingshu.
When Song Qingshu got closer, he checked through the system.
Name: Song Qingshu
[Skill: Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill]
[Cultivation Talent: Grade Nine]
[Cultivation: Middle stage of third-rate realm!]
Looking at Song Qingshu's status panel, Tang Long could not help but sigh. The second-generation was really good. He could cultivate Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Technique at such a young age. He did not have to start as a servant disciple like them and live a luxurious life from a young age.
"Ninth grade talent?"
"You must get it!"
Tang Long's eyes lit up.
This was the strongest cultivation talent he had seen since he entered the martial arts hall.
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