Last night, a sudden snow fell on Wudang Mountain, and in the early morning, the heavy snow continued to fall, and the valley was already covered in white and white.

On the square in front of the Jinding Palace, Zhang Fuling stood in the heavy snow, looking at the seventy-two peaks in the distance, the white Taoist clothes fluttered in the wind, and there were dots of snowflakes falling on the tips of his hair, but Zhang Fuling was already full of white hair, and the snowflakes falling on the tips of his hair were also integrated and could not be revealed...... However, Zhang Fuling is like this at this time, he really looks like an immortal.

Qingya Daoist also stood beside Zhang Fuling with his hands tied, and as Zhang Fuling watched the scenery in the snow, there were a few snowflakes falling on the green silk, and he didn't care.

"Mu boy and the little monk have all gone down the mountain?" Zhang Fuling suddenly asked.

Qingya Daoist said respectfully, "Yes, the two of them have already gone down the mountain this morning. ”

"Did the Mu family kid say anything to you when he left?" Zhang Fuling asked.

"His Royal Highness invited the disciple to go down the mountain together, but the disciple refused." Qingya Dao people told the truth.

Zhang Fuling turned around, looked at Qingya Daoist with interest and asked, "Why?" ”

"The disciple is reluctant to leave Wudang Mountain."

After listening to Qingya Daoren, Zhang Fuling did not speak, but looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and after watching the snowflakes dissipate in his palm, he muttered to himself, "There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year."

Qingya Daoist sighed when he heard this: "What the master said is very true, spring comes and summer, autumn harvest and winter hide, and before you know it, another year has passed. ”

Zhang Fuling turned around and looked at Qingya Daoren, and asked puzzledly: "Qingya'er, you have been on this Wudang Mountain for more than twenty-two years, haven't you stayed enough?" ”

Qingya Daoist thought for a moment and replied seriously: "If you just look at the scenery in front of you, you will naturally be tired of seeing it for more than 20 years, but ...... The scriptures on Wudang Mountain are endlessly mysterious, and disciples will have new insights when they reread them every day. ”

Zhang Fuling smiled slightly when he heard this, but he didn't speak.

Suddenly, Zhang Fuling squatted down and raised a snowball on the ground, Zhang Fuling picked up the snowball and looked left and right, and smashed it directly towards the Qingya Daoren.

With a "pop", the snowball was in the middle of the Qingya Dao people's face and the door spread out, and there were still some snow stains on the faces of the Qingya Dao people.

Zhang Fuling looked at Qingya Daoren and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you hide?" ”

Qingya Daoist replied solemnly: "The master smashed it, and the disciples are unwilling to dodge. ”

"Do you not want to, or do you dare?" Zhang Fuling's tone was aggressive.

"I don't want to." Qingya Daoist affirmed: "It's rare that Master, your old man is interested, and the disciple is unwilling to destroy it, and besides, this snowball can't hurt the disciple......"

Zhang Fuling pursed his lips and said, "No matter how good the interest is, it has been ruined by your appearance." ”

Qingya Dao people were also full of doubts when they heard this.

Zhang Fuling looked at Qingya Daoist for a long time, and asked leisurely: "What would you do if that snowball just now was not smashed by the teacher but by an ordinary disciple?" ”

Qingya Daoist thought seriously for a moment and said, "They don't dare to smash it." ”

Zhang Fuling sighed and continued to ask, "What if it was smashed by Aoki?" ”

Qingya Daoist replied honestly: "If it is smashed by the senior brother, the disciple will hide." ”

Zhang Fuling's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at Qingya Daoren and continued to ask, "What if Mu Xiaozi and that little monk smashed it?" ”

Qingya Daoist said without thinking this time: "That disciple will definitely smash back." ”

For this answer, Zhang Fuling was finally satisfied, and looked at Qingya Daoren with satisfaction and laughed.

Although the people of Qingya Dao don't know why Zhang Fuling is laughing? But seeing the teacher so happy, I was also full of joy.

Seeing Qingya Daoren's appearance, Zhang Fuling suddenly said, "Qingya'er, let the teacher see how your cultivation is now?"

Hearing that Zhang Fuling was going to test his martial arts, Qingya Daoist did not dodge this time, but said to him: "The apprentice has also had a little understanding in the past six months, and he created a new set of boxing techniques during the master's retreat, and I just asked the master for some advice."

When Zhang Fuling heard this, he instantly became interested, "Qing Ya'er also created her own boxing technique? Come on, let the teacher see if your newly created boxing method is powerful, or the teacher's Liuyun three-style is powerful? ”

As he spoke, Zhang Fuling had already slid to the side of the Qingya Daoist and stretched out his hand to attack him.

In the face of Zhang Fuling's swift move, Qingya Daoist was not in a hurry, and when Zhang Fuling's hands came to him, Qingya Daoist raised his hands and grabbed Zhang Fuling's hands.

Zhang Fuling saw that his hands were controlled, and he was about to get rid of the hands of the Qingya Daoist, but found that the hands of the two seemed to be glued together, as if the lotus root was broken, and he couldn't get rid of it.

I saw the two sticking together, up and down, up and down, as if dancing in the snow.

After a while, the two dispersed, only to see a Tai Chi appearance left on the snow on the square, and Zhang Fuling and Qingya Dao were standing in the Tai Chi Yin and Sun respectively.

Zhang Fuling remembered the actions of the Qingya Daoist just now, only felt that the aftertaste was endless, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this set of boxing techniques was exquisite, and looked at the Qingya Daoist and said thoughtfully: "Everyone in the rivers and lakes pays attention to fast, accurate and ruthless, and when they shoot, they all want to seize the opportunity, and your set of boxing methods is actually a late strike, although it seems to be pure and weak, but in fact it is full of strength, it seems to be plain and insipid, but it hides the changes of yin and yang......"

"Good! Good! Good! Zhang Fuling shouted hello three times in a row, looked at Qingya Daoren with a flushed face, and said with relief in his eyes: "Okay!" Qingya'er, your boxing technique is extremely mysterious, if you improve it, it will be enough to open a mountain and establish a faction...... The Chaos Wuji Gong created by the old Tao is to follow the number of gossip, and it is already possible to practice as an internal skill for Wudang disciples, but I am worried that there is no good external skill to match, and it just so happens that this set of boxing techniques created by you is of the same origin as the Wuji Gong of the old Tao, and it can make up for each other's shortcomings. ”

Qingya Daoren sighed and said: "This set of boxing techniques was originally evolved by the disciple according to the master's Chaos Wuji Gong, and the disciple also felt that this set of boxing techniques was not perfect, but unfortunately the disciple was dull and couldn't figure it out...... Although I want to improve, I don't know where to start. ”

Zhang Fuling also frowned when he heard this, and after a long time, Zhang Fuling opened his mouth and comforted him: "Creating a martial arts is not something that can be completed overnight, and it is already very remarkable that you can evolve it to such a point just a few months ago...... As a teacher, I can only tell you that since your set of boxing methods pays attention to the changes of yin and yang, then you should also pay attention to the coordination and unity of will, qi and force, if you can find a balance point in these three points, you will go further. ”

After hearing this, the Qingya Daoist fell into deep thought, and after a while, the Qingya Daoist raised his head and said, "The disciple will live up to the expectations of the teacher, and the disciple will start retreat from now on, striving to perfect this boxing technique." ”

Zhang Fuling looked at Qingya Daoren and suddenly said, "You have ideas. ”

Hearing this, Qingya Daoist shook his head and said, "There is no idea. ”

Zhang Fuling said helplessly: "If you don't have ideas, what are you going to do?" ”

Zhang Fuling shook his head and said to himself: "It's also to blame the teacher, I was busy with retreat before, and I threw you to Aoba, causing you to become so wooden like Aoba." ”

Qingya Daoist hurriedly explained: "This is the disciple's own reason, and it has nothing to do with the senior brother. ”

Zhang Fuling knew his temperament, but he didn't want to be too harsh, so he shook his head helplessly.

After a while, Zhang Fuling suddenly asked, "By the way, have you finished reading the books that the teacher gave you?"

Qingya Daoist nodded and replied: "The apprentice has already finished reading."

"Have you ever understood the meaning of a few books that the teacher has shown you?" Zhang Fuling tilted his head and asked.

Qingya Daoist replied carelessly: "Master is going to test the disciple's Dao heart, right?" ”

Zhang Fuling said with a puzzled face: "Have you really finished reading it? After you read it, don't you have any ideas? ”

Qingya Daoist thought for a while and replied: "Women are all pink skeletons, and the world is ...... fantasy."

"Stop ......" Zhang Fuling interrupted the words of Qingya Daoren, looked at him worriedly and said: "Qingyaer, you have been on the mountain for too long, if you continue like this, I am afraid that your Dao heart will not be good!" If not, you pack your own bags and go down the mountain with the Mu family boy tomorrow! ”

"Ahh Qingya Daoist was puzzled and said, "But the disciple's boxing technique is not perfect?" ”

Zhang Fuling waved his hand and said: "This is not in a hurry, you go down the mountain first, my Taoist pays attention to going with the flow, you are too light, it's time to be contaminated with some fireworks......"

Qingya Daoist looked at Zhang Fuling with doubt, not understanding why he wanted to let himself go down the mountain?

Zhang Fuling looked at the appearance of Qingya Daoren, and also lost the mind to explain, and directly ordered him: "You go down the mountain and travel for three years, this is the task given to you by the teacher." ”

Seeing that Zhang Fuling was serious, the Qingya Dao people also nodded and agreed.

Just when the Qingya Daoist had just turned around and was about to leave, Zhang Fuling suddenly stopped the Qingya Daoist.

Qingya Daoist was overjoyed when he heard this, and turned around and asked, "Master, what else do you command?" ”

Zhang Fuling said leisurely: "After reading those books, I will return them to my teacher." ”

Qingya Daoist arched his hand with a lost face and said, "Yes, the disciple will go and fetch it for the master." ”

Watching Qingya Daoist leave, Zhang Fuling muttered to himself: "Qingya'er, you have grown up in the mountains since you were a child and have never descended the mountain, so you don't know that this world is sinister...... Although this Mu family kid has a thick face and a black heart, he finally understands Entubao, and you will not suffer if you follow him down the mountain to travel......"

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This day is the fourteenth day of midwinter in the seventh year of Dragon Diving.

On this day, it snowed heavily.

It was on this day that Qingya Daoren, a closed disciple who was pinned on by Zhang Fuling, rode a small donkey alone and began to travel down the mountain.