Chapter Thirty-Eight: Two Years of Wudang (Asking for Recommendations)
The little monk originally wanted to go to Longhu Mountain and step on the mountain gate, but he thought about it for a long time, and still gave up this plan.
Anyway, it would be enough to have a chance to kill that Zhang Qingling in the future, not to mention, not all Taoist priests in Dragon and Tiger Mountain are bad people.
"It's still the most tricky eunuch, my innate golden gang cover will definitely not be able to prevent the embroidery needle, if it wasn't for just one move at that time, I would have to leave some injuries." The little monk sighed, but he didn't expect to meet the founder of the Sunflower Treasure Book by such a coincidence.
Even if he is not the founder of the Sunflower Treasure Book, anyone who dares to attack his little brother and practice that kind of exercise is probably ruthless......
Anyway, the little monk Zimo didn't have the courage, otherwise he wouldn't have to work hard to practice the door crotch skill, after all, he still hopes that his little brother will have some use in the future......
"Then the eunuch is so powerful?" Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows, anyway, he has an inexplicable self-confidence, the entire rivers and lakes are invincible, even if the little uncle in front of him is not taken seriously by him.
Zhao Zimo didn't answer, he glanced at this Wudang Mountain, in addition to Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, there are also many old Taoists, but now they have all become Zhang Sanfeng's peers, and they also belong to the Wudang faction.
After all, Wudang Mountain has long existed, and it was divided into the ninth place of the seventy-two blessed lands that year, but these monks are all loose cultivators, and they do not mean to establish a sect, or in other words, no one has such a great ability to gather all the Taoists of Wudang Mountain into one faction.
It wasn't until Zhang Sanfeng came here that he built a mountain gate on a large scale, and used an unknown way to persuade these Taoists to successfully establish the Wudang faction.
"Well, it's very powerful, but your little uncle and ancestor have been going all the way, for six months, and I have seen a lot on the rivers and lakes, but I never understand a single thing!"
"What?" Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why, he felt a little bad.
"You were a little kid back then, and you went to Huashan with Jueyuan...... Before the little monk could say it, Zhang Sanfeng covered his mouth and held back.
The eyes of the group of little Taoist priests who saw this situation widened, and they quickly turned their heads to look through the Taoist scriptures, as if they had found something extraordinary.
"Ahem, Master Abbot, if you're okay, go down the mountain as soon as possible, some buildings in Wudang need to be renovated, and there is no place to arrange a master." Zhang Sanfeng was already about to let him get out, he kept thinking in his mind that no one would know about this matter except Master Jueyuan, but he never expected that his master's mouth was so unreliable......
It's a pity that Zhao Zimo is a little monk who doesn't give up, and even if Zhang Sanfeng wants to avoid this topic, he uses light skills to the extreme, and he follows him inch by inch.
It wasn't until they came to the top of Wudang Mountain that the two stopped.
The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, the wind on the top of the mountain was stronger, and some slightly yellowed branches and leaves had already gone down the wind and went to the mortal world, but I have to say that Wudang Mountain, which is a blessed land of the cave, has a very unique and beautiful scenery, and it is really a holy place for cultivation.
"Say, there's no one here!"
"Say what?"
"Guo Xiang...... You were so young at the time, how did you fall in love at first sight? ”
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Zhang Sanfeng rolled his eyes very helplessly, he didn't want to say a word to him, if it weren't for this little monk, who took special care of him back then, he would have the intention of beating people......
I don't know how long it took, the two of them were silent, and they looked down from the top of the mountain, as if they were immortals high above.
Zhang Sanfeng was dressed in a Taoist robe, exuding the true meaning of Tai Chi, completely integrated into nature, if it wasn't for the little monk who could see him, even if he stood next to him, he wouldn't feel that there was someone here, and the realm was really one level higher than him.
The young Taoist looked at the fallen leaves that were drifting away in the wind, gently stretched out his palm, and the leaves naturally fell into his hands......
The little monk watched him fly away, then looked at the blade in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "What is this, is it fate?" ”
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The Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain are good at Neidanshu, and they are also good at thunder and talismans, but after all, they are still some skills in cultivation, but they have no plan to walk the rivers and lakes, and the arrival of Zhang Sanfeng can be said to have passed on Taijiquan in one fell swoop, and the realm is more grandmaster.
And for the grandmaster?
Zhang Sanfeng's realm can already condense Jindan, this is the grandmaster.
But this side of the world is too restrictive, and it is difficult for his cultivation to rise to the sky, but he has lived for so long, if he says that he did not achieve the Jindan Realm in the end, no one will believe what he says.
In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang sent 200,000 people to build Wudang Mountain, only asking Zhang Zhenren to give him the law of immortality.
Zhao Zimo's innate realm can be called a little grandmaster, but it is not much worse than his realm, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.
This is also the reason why Zhang Sanfeng is invincible.
However, the little monk was very enterprising, and he figured out that Zhang Sanfeng's realm was really so much higher than him, so he didn't leave.
He passed some words to Shaolin, and he stayed in Wudang Mountain all day long, asking this and that all day long, making Zhang Sanfeng speechless, but he knew how to be gracious and reasonable, so that he didn't have any private hiding, as long as the little uncle asked something, he would say something.
The little monk is like a huge sponge, tirelessly absorbing all kinds of nutrients, he practices qi, martial arts, Buddhism, and enlightenment.
It's not that he's greedy, but he understands that this world is the world where he lays the foundation, and the future journey hasn't begun yet.
And the few years left are too little, he has to use all means to make himself know more, if there is enough time, he wants to write down all the knowledge about the Taoist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures.
Because he believes that he works so hard that he really wants to go to another big world, and he can accumulate thick and thin, and he is not weaker than others.
As the days passed, the little monk asked some things about the world from the mouth of the Taoist priest who came down the mountain every day, and he no longer cared about anything else.
He wants to perfect the ability of the opening sword, so that it has less time to build up momentum and is more powerful.
He wanted to take advantage of the cause and effect of taking care of Zhang Junbao back then, learn more from him, understand the mysteries of yin and yang, and understand the ability to understand the realm of the grandmaster.
As time passed, the little monk who was about to leave this world with only a few months left finally went down to Wudang Mountain.
Because, Mingjiao has now hit the capital, and it seems that the day of breaking the city is not long in coming.
And leaving this world, Zhao Zimo naturally has some arrangements to do, he has to go back to Shaolin first, take care of everything, and also go to the capital to take a look, look at the female general on the battlefield, and look at the woman who is difficult to forget.