Crossed over!

The company stayed up all night and crossed over!

In his previous life, he relied on his whiskers to pat horses, observe words and feelings, deceive superiors and subordinates, and have no discipline, and he was about to embark on the peak of his life, and in a blink of an eye, he became a mediocre Wudang disciple in the martial arts world - Song Yifei.

The soul wears for a month, and Song Yifei also accepts his fate, and he can't do it if he doesn't admit his fate!

After adapting to the mediocre identity of crossing, Song Yifei began to seek development.

No matter in any world, life is endless, and the struggle is endless.

As long as you work hard, there will always be a day when salted fish will turn over!

It's also very good to say that the martial arts world is also very good, if you can become a famous hero, make three or five confidantes, travel the mountains and rivers every day, punish the evil and promote the good, eat meat, drink a lot, isn't it also very happy!

At least the women of this world are much purer than the women of the previous life, so you don't have to worry about wearing hats!

But the imagination is very beautiful, the reality is very skinny, and the qualifications of this guy he crossed are really mediocre.

Song Yifei, 35 years old, from Guangling County, Lingling County, and his father is a wealthy local businessman.

He has been good at martial arts since he was a child, and when he was nine years old, he began to practice with the guards at home, and at the age of fourteen, despite the opposition of his family, he went to Wudang Mountain alone to learn art.

Putting aside the glory and wealth and not enjoying it, he went to the mountains to practice martial arts and endure hardships, there is no doubt that Song Yifei is a martial arts idiot.

It's a pity that although this guy is obsessed with martial arts, he has been practicing diligently, and he has been practicing hard for twenty-one years, but he is just a third-rate martial artist with small internal strength.

Martial arts are divided into three realms, internal strength, innate, and grandmaster, and each realm is divided into entry, small success, great success, and consummation.

If you want to become a hero of the famous side, you must at least be a master of the innate realm.

Song Yifei worked hard for a few days, and found that his cultivation was progressing slowly, like an old turtle crawling slowly, and his diligence and hard work were not as good as the original owner.

According to this cultivation progress, I am afraid that my hair will be gray and my beard will be sloppy, and I will not be able to become an innate master.

Even if you are eighty or ninety years old, you are lucky enough to break through to the congenital, but at that age, what else can you do, what is the meaning, it is better to go home now, inherit my father's Wanguan family property, and be an idle rich man.

"With such a mediocre qualification, practicing martial arts is a complete waste of time! I don't know how this guy has lasted twenty-one years?"

Thinking of this, Song Yifei admired the original owner.

It's like in a previous life, a person took the college entrance examination for 21 years, and he can't do it if he doesn't admire it.

But with this perseverance, why can't you do something? Do you have to fight martial arts?

In the early morning, the rough window paper with broken holes rattled with the cold wind outside the house. A cold snap spread into the room, wetting the silk bedding on the wooden couch.

Song Yifei, who had been practicing all night, came to his senses from the state of cross-kneeling and exhaled a slightly white turbidity.

A cool breath in the meridians flowed erratically, and with his mind, it flowed to his hands, and he suddenly felt that his palms were slightly hot, and powerful power filled them.

The slight swelling made him feel as if he could tear the tiger and leopard alive.

got up and moved his muscles and bones, and between the swings of his fists and feet, he was fierce and powerful, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"Perhaps, this is also the motivation for the original owner to persevere!"

Although it is only the cultivation of internal strength, more than a dozen strong men are not Song Yifei's opponents. If you have a sword in your hand, the tiger can also fight.

There are many sects in this world, and the martial arts are prosperous, even if it is the Great Qian Empire that rules the world, it has to give those top sects three points of thin face.

A martial artist can be ten enemies and a hundred enemies, relying on the internal strength cultivated in the body.

Each sect has its own unique internal strength method, and Song Yifei practiced the Jiuyang Gong of the Wudang faction.

"Wudang Jiuyang Gong" is the ancestor of the Wudang faction, and the internal strength method adapted from the fragments of Jiuyang Shengong.

That's right, this world not only has Jiuyang Divine Skills, but also the Nine Yin True Scriptures, and even the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, but there are no characters such as Guo Jing, Zhang Wuji, and Yang Guo in the Jin Lao Book.

The founding patriarch of the Wudang faction was not Zhang Sanfeng, but a person named Zhang Wudao.

Zhang Wudao, commonly known as Zhang Xingchuan, was originally a landed talent, and accidentally got the remnants of Jiuyang Shengong in the mountain, and then meditated in front of the mountain for seven days and seven nights, sympathizing with heaven and man, and broke through to the top of the grandmaster in one fell swoop.

After the great achievement, Zhang Xingchuan traveled all over the world, punished the evil and promoted the good, supported justice, and made great contributions to the overthrow of the tyranny of the previous dynasty.

The founding emperor of Daqian felt Zhang Xingchuan's merits and wanted to make him a national teacher, but he didn't expect Zhang Xingchuan to refuse.

Zhang Xingchuan returned to the land of enlightenment in his later years, founded the Wudang faction, and changed his name to Zhang Wudao.

About Zhang Xingchuan's deeds, all recorded in the Wudang faction's sect log, but Zhang Xingchuan has been dead for three hundred years, and no one knows how true or false it is.

At least on the surface, eighty percent of the Wudang faction itself pasted gold for their ancestors.

Let's not say that the Daqian Dynasty did not have the position of national teacher at all, but it is complete nonsense to say that in seven days and seven nights, from a scholar who has no power to restrain chickens, to a grandmaster.

However, Song Yifei is a disciple of the Wudang faction, so naturally he can't show this point of view.

"Wudang Jiuyang Gong" is the exercise method founded by Zhang Wudao, which has a very large origin and very little power.

It is also a little higher than the basic internal strength that is spread on the rivers and lakes.

"Wudang Jiuyang Gong" is divided into nine layers, one to three layers for the internal strength of the entry, four to six layers for the internal strength of the small success, seven to nine layers for the internal strength of the great success.

Song Yifei's current cultivation is just at the sixth layer, the peak of internal strength, if he breaks through, he can reach the realm of internal strength and become a second-rate master.

However, according to Song Yifei's talent, if you want to break through this bottleneck, it will be as short as ten years or as long as a hundred years.

Martial arts cultivation does have a saying of accumulation, but when a person is over forty-five, his qi and blood decline, and it is not easy to maintain his cultivation without falling.

Song Yifei's potential can be seen at a glance.

So he is already thinking about going home to inherit Wanguan's family wealth, marrying ten or eight, giving birth to ten or twenty, walking dogs and fighting eagles on weekdays, and enjoying his old age in peace.

Anyway, there is no monogamy in this world, as long as you have money and kidneys, no one cares if you marry a hundred.

People in their thirties are also half of their bodies in the ground, and they have no chance if they don't enjoy it!

......

The spring is cold, and the frost kills the young.

Creak!

Pushing open the old wooden door, Song Yifei was by the water tank in the yard, fetched water and washed carefully, and after cleaning up, he walked to the practice ground.

Song Yifei, who has lived in Wudang for more than 20 years, can also be regarded as an old man of the sect. The sect does not raise idlers, so in addition to the fixed cultivation time, he also has to complete the tasks of the sect.

In the past three months, it has been his task to teach new disciples to practice.

The new disciples are basically teenagers ranging from 10 to 14 years old, with high energy and a rebellious mentality.

Song Yifei didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he taught a very Buddhist method, gathered people together, and practiced the Mianzhang of the Wudang faction like doing morning exercises.

A dozen!

Two dozen hits!

......

Uncle Fan!

Finish the fight!

Mianzhang is the basic palm technique of the Wudang School, similar to the Luohan Fist of Shaolin Temple. Not only everyone in Wudang can do it, but most of the people in the rivers and lakes can also play a few tricks.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, the people of Wudang don't know how to praise, as long as they praise his palms.

After practicing the Mianzhang, Song Yifei let them move freely, and they could ask any questions about cultivation.

After twenty-one years of cultivation, he is still quite proficient in basic issues.

However, most of the new disciples have never experienced setbacks, they are all arrogant, and no one pays attention to Song Yifei, an old man at the bottom of the sect.

Song Yifei was not angry, and practiced "Wudang Seven Star Swordsmanship" alone on the side, and announced his dissolution when the time came.

"Senior brother, Master is looking for you!"

Song Yifei, who was about to go back, was stopped by a young disciple wearing a Wudang practice uniform.