Three days later, in front of the Wudang Mountain Hall.
The morning light shone, and the square in front of the hall was already crowded with people.
There were many disciples in Wudang Mountain. Most of them were scattered around to cultivate with their masters or to train outside. It was very rare to see such a crowded scene.
Today was one of Wudang Mountain's biggest ceremonies, the disciples 'competition!
There were not many people in Jianghu who did not want to cultivate in Wudang Mountain.
However, after becoming one of the disciples of Wudang Mountain, how easy would it be to stand out?
His martial arts talent was extraordinary, and his cultivation level could increase quickly.
Being famous in the pugilistic world was also one of them.
However, these two were rare, so it was easier said than done.
Other than the two, the easiest was the disciple competition!
As long as one could stand out in the disciples 'competition, they would be able to become the disciples of the prestigious Wudang elders. There was no need to mention the cultivation technique manuals. More importantly, with an expert leading the way, there would definitely be fewer obstacles in the advancement of the realm.
This was also what countless Wudang disciples dreamed of.
Therefore, most of the Wudang Sect disciples had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall to wait quietly when the sky had just brightened.
All of them were full of vigor and were eager to give it a try.
Everyone wanted to be a carp leaping over the dragon's gate and become a famous big shot in Jianghu.
Although Song Qingshu was Song Yuanqiao's son, and his desire to stand out through the competition wasn't as high as others, he still yearned for it.
Therefore, he came to the VIP building early in the morning to wait.
Of course, Chen Yang was looking forward to the Wudang Tournament.
The two of them rushed to the entrance of the hall in high spirits.
"Hello, Senior Brother Song!"
"Good morning, Senior Brother Song!"
Most of the Wudang Sect disciples cupped their hands and bowed respectfully when they saw Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu kept nodding and greeting them one by one.
If he met someone who was slightly famous on Wudang Mountain, he would introduce them to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang returned the greeting.
He was dressed in Shaolin attire and appeared at this occasion, more or less like a crane among chickens.
Many people were secretly sizing him up, but they did not cause much commotion. They only looked at him in confusion.
This was because disciples from other sects often came to the Wudang Tournament in the past.
Moreover, with Song Qingshu accompanying him, the journey was smooth and unobstructed.
Chen Yang ignored everyone else's strange gazes and quietly followed beside Song Qingshu.
There would definitely be many distinguished guests from other large sects coming to visit today. He did not want to be too ostentatious to avoid any trouble.
However, as he walked into the crowd, with his hearing at the mid-stage of the Connate realm, he still heard many criticisms of Song Qingshu.
"Look at that Song Qingshu. Look at how arrogant he is.”
"Seriously, if he didn't have a good father, what would Song Qingshu be?”
"That's right. With a sect master's father, he has been carrying heavenly treasures since he was young. Isn't he still ordinary?”
……
Chen Yang was expressionless.
Song Qingshu had probably heard such gossip before.
This was inevitable.
After all, no one was perfect. No matter how good a person's reputation was, it was impossible for everyone to like them.
The two of them walked through the crowd, up the steps, and stood in front of the main hall.
Song Qingshu smiled casually and said,""I believe that with Little Master Fahai's strength, you must have heard the criticisms of me in the crowd.”
Chen Yang put his palms together and bowed. He said,""Amitabha, let go of a thought and be at ease. A calm person did not need to care too much about worldly possessions. Instead, they were obsessed with the path under their feet.”
"A hundred years of life is gone in the blink of an eye. He did not bring it with him when he was alive, and he did not take it with him when he died. All encounters, joys and sorrows were determined by the heart.”
"Almsgiver Song, as long as you can see through it and let it go, everything will be like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water. Although it is pleasing to the eye, it is not eternal.”
"Cultivation is about not thinking blindly. Do more, ask less, laugh often, and be content.”
"At the end of the day, isn't it just the realm of the soul? If the mind is confused, no matter how far you go, it is difficult to capture the original image, only to calm down.”
" Be happy and open. Don't let yourself spend your days in beautiful words. Don't wander around. Let fate start and end, let the situation be.”
"Life is but a state of mind.”
Chen Yang's words benefited Song Qingshu greatly.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd. Their eyes were focused on the two figures. They were obviously from Wudang.
Chen Yang looked over and was shocked.
A late-stage Xiantian expert!
A Half-Zongshi!
This?
Such profound strength!
Chen Yang took a deep breath.
Since when did Wudang Mountain have such a person?
"Who are the two of you?" asked Chen Yang.”
"One of them is Chen Sanqing, and the other is Yan Chongtian," Song Qingshu replied.”
Chen Sanqing and Yan Chongtian?
Chen Yang remembered.
Yan Chongtian was a character in the wuxia novel " Heavenly Silkworm Transformation ". He had the unique skill " Heavenly Silkworm Skill ".
Back then, Dugu Wudi, the leader of the Invincible Sect, and Fu Yushu of the Free Valley had slaughtered all the major sects in order to dominate the martial world. Yan Chongtian and Yun Feiyang had even stepped in to stop them.
Chen Sanqing was a layman swordsman from Wudang Mountain and one of the Ten Heroes of the Martial Arts World.
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