They stayed at the back of Wudang Mountain all the way until night time before Wang Ye walked back unhurriedly.
Just as she reached the door of the room.
He heard a cry of surprise from the side."Little Uncle-Master, you're finally back!!”
Err…
Hearing the voice, King thought that some disciples were squatting here again and wanted him to teach them martial arts. Therefore, he ignored the voice behind him and deliberately pretended not to hear it. He opened the door and walked in.
In the end, just as he walked in.
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The disciple outside knocked on the door.
"Little Uncle-Master!"
"Sect Master has come out of seclusion. Several martial uncles were looking for you previously!”
Wang was also stunned for a moment. He then reached out to open the window and stuck his head out."Master has come out of seclusion?"
"Yes."
"Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles went up the mountain at around 10:00.”
Hearing this.
King also thought about it.
Then, he opened the door and sighed."Alright, alright, I got it. Let's go up the mountain now, right?”
After saying that.
Without waiting for the disciple to reply, he walked up the mountain.
However, after taking a few steps, another disciple rushed over from the foot of the mountain and shouted,"Little Uncle-Master! Little Uncle-Master!"
Aiya, f * ck!
Why were there so many things to do in the middle of the night?!
King turned his head with a dark expression and asked,"What's wrong?"
The disciple ran over, panting. Then, he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Wang Ye.
"Hu ~"
"I'm so tired ~"
"Youngest Uncle, this was just sent by someone at the foot of the mountain. He asked to pass it to the sect master.”
He took the envelope.
Wang also picked it up and took a look.
In the middle of the envelope was written a few big words,"From Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang!"
What was it?
Wang was also puzzled as he took the envelope and put it in his arms. Then, he nodded and said,"Yes, I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Then, he saw that this disciple seemed to have something to say, so he asked,"Is there anything else?"
The disciple hurriedly shook his head.
Then, he said.
"Little Uncle-Master."
" I've been practicing a long fist technique these two days, so I'd like to ask Youngest Uncle to give me some pointers. I wonder..."
Before he could finish speaking, the disciple felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. He looked up in surprise and saw that Youngest Uncle was no longer in front of him.
"Eh, where's Little Uncle-Master?"
The disciple looked left and right and asked in confusion.
……
"Sigh, it's all because I was in the limelight a few days ago!”
On the mountain road.
The King waved his sleeves and sighed, looking listless.
Ever since he checked his homework that day, disciples would come to him every day to ask him about martial arts. Sometimes, when he was at the back of the mountain, he would even be found by others!
That was why he came back so late these few days.
The night was quiet.
The King quickly rushed up the mountain and asked his disciples before walking towards the Golden Summit.
Not long after.
He saw a room with bright candlelight.
Without thinking, he went to the door, pushed it open, and stuck his head in.
"Master!"
"This lowly one is coming in!"
In the room.
Hearing the voice, Zhang Sanfeng turned around and smiled.""Come in."
Wang Ye smiled and greeted his senior brothers when he walked in. However, his senior brothers ignored him. They were all stunned and their mouths were open as if they were in a daze.
King also scratched his head and asked suspiciously,"What happened?"”
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled without saying anything.
After a few seconds.
Only then did the senior brothers slowly come back to their senses and look at Wang Ye in a daze.
Among them, Mo Shenggu opened his mouth several times as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he did not say anything.
In the end.
Song Yuanqiao couldn't hold it in any longer. Just as he was about to ask, Zhang Sanfeng interrupted him."Alright, I'll demonstrate the Taiji sword technique to you now.”
"Little Ye, sit down too."
Hearing this, King was stunned.
Taiji Sword Technique?
Something was wrong!
In his impression, Zhang Wuji had already grown up when his master, Zhang Sanfeng, created the Taiji Sword Technique. Now, Zhang Wuji was still a child!
Ten years earlier?
King sat down as he thought about it.
As soon as he sat down, Zhang Sanfeng put down his horsetail whisk and pulled out a long sword from the table beside him.
"Swoosh!"
Zhang Sanfeng held his sword and began to brandish it in the air.
Song Yuanqiao and the others were focused.
Even King was the same. He also focused his attention curiously.
One had to know that this sword technique was originally created by Zhang Sanfeng in his later years. The sword technique was to deal with all changes without changing. It was to control the sword with one's will, and it was ever-changing. It was very powerful.
Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the middle of the hall, the sound of a long sword waving could be heard continuously.
Song Yuanqiao and the other disciples were all dazzled and shocked.
"In essence."
"It's no different from Taiji Fist.”
Kaiser's gaze followed his actions as he nodded and said in his heart.
A few minutes later.
Zhang Sanfeng finished his demonstration. He turned around and asked,""Did you see it clearly?"
Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other and shook their heads.
Seeing this.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wang Ye and smiled.""Little Ye, what about you?"
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