"Burn incense for the founder."
Wudang
In front of the True Martial Hall
The young man raised his head and looked at the group of older Taoist priests sitting in front of him. Finally, his gaze fell on a young Taoist priest who was about the same age as him.
The young Taoist priest was young, but his seniority was surprisingly high. He stood with the oldest generation in Wudang.
He was the youngest among the older generation, and was also the Youngest Uncle of the current Wudang disciples.
The young Taoist priest winked at the young man, but the latter ignored him and took the sandalwood from the current Wudang Sect Leader.
He respectfully inserted it into the incense altar in front of the statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor, knelt on both knees, and kowtowed three times.
"The ceremony is complete."
Wudang Sect Leader Wang Zhonglou revealed a gratified expression and said with a smile,""Xuan 'er, you'll be a disciple of our Wudang Sect in the future.”
"Disciple greets Sect Master."
The young man knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully to Immortal Wang. He took the teacup from the disciple beside him and handed it over.
The middle-aged Taoist priest took the tea and took a sip before putting it down. He nodded and said,"Disciple, get up."
Ever since the world was settled, Wudang had been getting worse by the day. They could only retreat in defeat against Mount Longhu, which was at its peak.
In the past, half of the world's martial arts came from Shaolin and the other half came from Wudang. Even the status of the Taoist ancestral court was about to be lost.
Mount Longhu was backed by the imperial court and was the Orthodoxy. It ruled over the Dao Sects of the world, and the four Heavenly Masters were all famous experts in the martial world.
How could the current Wudang Sect be compared to him?
Although the young man's talent wasn't top-notch, it wasn't too bad either. As long as he was trained carefully, he would definitely be able to do something in the future.
Wudang Sect was currently lacking talents. The middle-aged Taoist priest, Wang Zhonglou, was naturally delighted to be able to accept such a disciple.
"Uncle-Master."
The young man served tea to each of his martial uncles one by one, and finally to the young Taoist priest who was the same age as him.
He held the cup of tea with both hands and respectfully said,"Little Uncle-Master, drink some tea."”
"Thank you, Nephew Shi."
The young Taoist priest took the teacup with a smile.
Several black lines appeared on the young man's forehead.
"Martial Nephew, after entering the sect, you must cultivate well in the future.”
All the Martial Uncles encouraged him.
"Thank you, Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles."
The youth bowed.
Seeing that he was humble and neither servile nor overbearing, these seniors could not help but look up to him, secretly thinking that he was a good seedling.
"Disciple, according to the tradition of the Wudang Sect, the new disciples have to guard the mountain for three years to temper their spirit. Although you are my disciple, you can't make an exception.”
Perfected Wang stroked his beard and said,""In the next few days, you will cultivate with me. I will teach you some basic cultivation techniques and sword scriptures. You must study them diligently.”
"Thank you, Sect Master."
The youth's eyes were filled with joy.
After completing the process, he received his Daoist robe and magic sword and followed the senior brother who had entered the sect first to his room.
Thanks to Wudang's desolation over the years, its population was not flourishing. Although their food and clothing were much simpler, there were many empty houses on the mountain.
Thus, the young man was also assigned a good room.
"Junior Brother Lin, you should familiarize yourself with the environment on the mountain today. Tomorrow, go to the True Martial Hall to see the Sect Master.”
His senior brother did not forget to warn him before he left.
The young man naturally nodded in response.
After tidying up the house, she spread out cotton cups and lay down on her back.
A gentle breeze blew in from the window sill. The young man opened his eyes and muttered to himself,"I didn't expect to become a disciple of Wudang Sect so quickly.”
The young man was not from this world. His soul came from a place called the Blue Planet. After an accidental death, he was reborn in this world where martial arts flourished and became an orphan.
He knew that Jianghu was dangerous and human lives were worthless. He did it for self-preservation and to cultivate martial arts.
He did not hesitate to embark on the path of learning from a master. It was a difficult journey, and he finally arrived at Wudang.
There was no melodramatic plot. He smoothly ascended the mountain and became a disciple of the Supreme Headmaster, becoming a member of Wudang.
Lin Xuan had mixed feelings. He had both longing for the future and a little loss.
He did not know if he could adapt to this chaotic world and survive in this bloody Jianghu.
"At least we've taken the first step.”
A moment later, the young man suppressed his thoughts and thought to himself,""No matter how many dangers and dangers there are in the future, if I don't live a vigorous life, wouldn't I be wasting the good intentions of the heavens?”
His thoughts were clear, and he felt really carefree. After taking an afternoon nap, he changed into a Taoist robe, carried the magic sword on his back, and walked out of the room.
"Little junior brother, if you need anything in the future, feel free to look for senior brother.”
"Junior brother, let's go. I'll take you around.”
Along the way, many senior brothers and sisters were extremely enthusiastic, making him suddenly feel warm in his heart.
In just half an afternoon, he was familiar with the entire Wudang Mountain and got to know many of his fellow disciples.
this night
Lin Xuan slept very early, deeply, and soundly.
He got up on time at dawn and headed to the True Martial Hall.
"Xuan 'er, are you used to it?"
The Hierarch, Immortal Wang, had arrived early.
"Reporting to Master, there's nothing I'm not used to. My fellow disciples on the mountain all take great care of me.”
He scratched the back of his head.
"It's good to get used to it."
The middle-aged Taoist priest said,"Today, I'll teach you the martial arts and sword techniques of Wudang. You must remember them well."?”
Hearing this, Lin Xuan hurriedly sat upright and calmed down.
"What I taught you is the Xiantian Qi Refinement Art.”
Daoist Master Wang said slowly," Qi is the root of all things. Before there was chaos, Yin and Yang and Qi were born. One was Taiji, and the other was Yin and Yang. After that, the celestial body had turbid qi, and the innate qi was clear and spiritual.”
"This Connate Qi Refinement Art is to condense a breath of Connate Qi in the dantian, change the meridians, and cleanse the marrow, transforming the postnatal into the postnatal.
Remember, every day at sunrise, you must absorb the purple qi of heaven and earth into your body.”
"Next is the circulation route."
"It passes through the Qi Sea, Shaoyang, Yang meridians, seven meridians, then the five viscera and six bowels, and finally the Shaoyin meridians, and finally the dantian.”
There was no doubt about the cultivation of Wang Zhonglou, the sect master of Wudang Sect. He explained the Connate Qi Refinement Art to Lin Xuan clearly.
After repeating it several times, he stopped and asked gently,"Disciple, is there anything you don't understand?”
"Master."
Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and said,"I remember the circulation route and breathing formula you mentioned, but I don't know anything about meridians and acupoints."”
Wang Zhonglou slapped his forehead and said awkwardly,""It's my fault for forgetting this.”
"Disciple is stupid."
he hurriedly said.
"Wait a moment."
The middle-aged Taoist priest walked into the inner hall and returned not long after. He held a picture in his hand and hung it on the wall.
Inside the painting was a complete picture of the meridians and acupoints of the human body. It was drawn in great detail, and the strokes were exquisite and lifelike.
Wang Zhonglou began to explain the meridians to Lin Xuan. It was only noon, and he had already memorized all the meridians and acupoints.
This memory surprised Sect Leader Wang, so he put in extra effort in the following teaching.
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