A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the silver-white moonlight gently sprinkled on the world.
Bathed in the moonlight, Yun Che stepped on the Divine Condor and returned to Mount Wudang.
At this moment, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his heart was filled with thoughts.
Master's hundred-year-old birthday banquet was just around the corner.
It meant that Fifth Senior Brother Zhang Cuishan and his family were about to return.
To his master, this was not a happy family reunion, but the beginning of a tragedy.
In the original novel, Master's birthday banquet was perhaps the most painful moment of his life.
Although he met his disciple again after so many years, he witnessed the couple being forced to commit suicide on the same day, leaving behind a young Zhang Wuji who was tortured by the cold poison.
Zhang Sanfeng had a peerless divine technique, but he was powerless to reverse the situation.
Even Sanfeng Zhenren, who was known as the world's number one in martial arts, could not subdue this person's devilish heart.
Yun Che gazed at the sea of clouds under the moonlight and thought to himself,"
"Master's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. This time, I must ensure that Fifth Senior Brother's family is safe and sound!”
"In this life, everything will change.”
"Because I, Yun Che, am here!"
......
The Divine Condor traveled through the clouds at an extremely fast speed.
Yun Che rushed at full speed and returned to Mount Wudang a day later.
At this moment, on the Golden Peak of Wudang.
Zhang Sanfeng was standing at the top of the cliff, imparting the mysteries of Taiji to his disciples.
After several months of perfection, he had already perfected his Dao of Taiji.
A few days ago, he had fused Taiji Fist and Taiji Sword, creating the Thirteen Forms of Taiji in one go.
What was power?
Only when martial arts were close to the Great Dao could the so-called Force be formed. It could be said to be extremely mysterious.
After Zhang Sanfeng created the Thirteen Forms of Taiji, he had mastered everything he had learned, and his cultivation had also broken through to the realm of Supreme Grandmaster.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and looked at his six beloved disciples. He chuckled and said slowly,
"My Taiji Art can be divided into two categories. One is the Taiji Fist, and the other is the Taiji Sword.
"Now, I've removed the complexity and simplified them into the Thirteen Forms of Taiji. They are the essence of my martial arts. Today, I'll demonstrate them to you one by one.”
The eyes of the Six Heroes of Wudang were all focused on their master. They did not dare to relax at all and replied in unison,
"Yes, Master!"
Then, Zhang Sanfeng bent his knees slightly and lowered his hands. Both of his hands held the Yin and Yang Qi. After taking a stance, he slowly said,
"This is the opening stance of Taiji Fist.”
He practiced one move after another.
Grasping the Sparrow's Tail, Single Whip, Moving the Hammer, Sealing and Closing, Cross Hands.
However, his Taiji Fist didn't seem to have a trace of magic. Every move was simple and unadorned.
At this moment, the Golden Summit was completely silent. The six disciples held their breaths and did not dare to be distracted.
However, the more he read, the more confused he became. Gradually, he became even more irritated.
"This... This martial art moves so slowly, how could he fight with others?”
This skill looked like it was randomly used by an ordinary old man.
If it wasn't for Zhang Sanfeng, no one would have thought that this martial art was actually a divine art.
But even so, Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist was still practiced.
The disciples were still confused.
Only Song Yuanqiao, who had the most profound cultivation among them, saw the scene of Zhang Sanfeng's left palm's Yang force and right palm's Yin force fusing when he stopped cultivating.
His eyelids twitched and he was shocked. He could not help but exclaim,
"This... How is this possible?"
"There's actually such an exquisite martial art in the world!？”
He had never expected that there would be such a brilliant martial art in the world!
Yin and yang complement each other, hardness and softness are combined, and all methods are unified. This is called Tai Chi!
It was only at this moment that he suddenly came to a realization.
It turned out that Master's martial art was a peerless divine art that could control Yin and Yang!
Thinking of this, he thought to himself.
"That day, little junior brother comprehended the true meaning of Taiji in his sleep. Now that master has been teaching me for several months, I have barely comprehended a little.”
"I'm ashamed! I'm also the eldest senior brother of the Wudang Sect. Sigh, it's really infuriating to compare people!”
Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao was filled with admiration for Yun Che.
Such talent in martial arts was truly shocking. He could be called an immortal!
And at this moment, after hearing the supreme wondrous technique imparted by their master, other than Song Yuanqiao, the other disciples were still confused.
Among the Wudang Seven Heroes, Yu Lianzhou, who had the highest talent in martial arts, had a faint epiphany.
However, it was as if there was a layer of paper between them. Although there was only a small distance between them, it was blurry. No matter how much he pondered, he still could not understand the profoundness.
Seeing his beloved disciple sweating profusely and the veins on his forehead bulging anxiously, Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly.
"The master leads the way, but the cultivation depends on each person!”
"My Taiji Kung Fu is still too mysterious. Those who are not strong enough will not be able to cultivate it.”
Just as he was about to persuade his disciple to give up.
An ethereal voice suddenly came from the sky.
The voice murmured like an oracle,"
"Under the chaos, Taiji was formed, giving birth to the two elements, the four images, the eight trigrams, and all things.”
"The wonder of the Great Dao lies in one's heart. There's no need to stick to the moves. The divine intent is natural and endless.”
"Taiji Wufa, using the gentleness of the world to ride on the hardness of the world, this is probably the reason.”
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