"The three crazy patriarchs, the common family name Zhang, was originally a tributary of the Tianshi line surnamed Zhang in Longhu Mountain, and later because of the early death of his parents, he was exiled to the rivers and lakes, and he worshiped Shaolin by chance and became a small novice who burned fire. But at that time, it was a troubled time, the rivers and lakes were chaotic, and the legends were even more demonic, and the people were struggling to make a living. ”

The three crazy patriarchs are not at peace even in the Shaolin Temple, and in the year of the weak crown, they went out of the mountain halfway, and only relied on the pure and yang child's skills to break through the rivers and lakes.

Demon subjugation, demon suppression, demon subduing, and defending the ...... Lonely on Wudang, the inheritance of real martial arts, is a man to suppress the heroes of the rivers and lakes, fight all over the world invincible, shoulder to shoulder the ancient martial arts, one person and one hand to the sky, known as the three crazy invincible, but also open up a thousand years of Wudang a line, passed down countless magic skills, and Shaolin Temple Dharma Patriarch is equally famous!"

......

Fly to the peak.

The seven sons of Wudang sat in the direction of the seven stars, embraced Lu Chunliang as the North Pole, and listened quietly.

Because of this, future generations may not be inferior to their predecessors, and standing on the shoulders of their predecessors, they must have the determination to surpass their predecessors and carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future. Inherit the mastery of the predecessors and open up a new path for future generations. This is exactly the original intention of the three crazy patriarchs to create the Wudang lineage, martial arts for eternity, one person deserves it. Heaven and humanity, shoulder to shoulder!"

The avenue of martial arts, the famous words of truth, are told in the simplest way.

The mind of the seventh son of Wudang is blank, and he is as straight as an initiation, and he has Mu Tianyin.

In vain, they grew up in Wudang Mountain, but for the first time, they understood the true meaning of the word "Wudang".

Martial arts are eternal, one person deserves it!

It contains the supreme wisdom, immeasurable courage and incomparable determination of the predecessors......

Their previous understanding turned out to be nothing more than muddled self-righteousness.

If it weren't for the words of the little master and uncle to wake up the people in the dream, they don't know how long it would take to break through this level.

Hey?

Why are there tears in the corners of my eyes?

That's what it is......

Chaowen said, can you die at night?

The seventh son closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were shining.

There is great joy, great enlightenment, and great emotion when attaining enlightenment......

"Thank you Uncle Xiao for passing on the Dharma!" The seven sons worshiped together, convinced and sincere, like respecting the gods and Buddhas.

Really......

Heaven does not give birth to a little master and uncle, Wudang is like a long night!

......

"No need to be polite!" The seventh son bowed his head, Lu Chunliang nodded with relief, smiled as before, and secretly retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves, his body seemed to be hollowed out, and he pinched a cold sweat fiercely.

It's dangerous!

I almost got exposed......

The seven sons of Wudang are worthy of being the leaders of the younger generation of Wudang, and the seven of them work together, and the power is extraordinary.

Lu Chunliang laid down a ten-zhang qi wall to resist.

Sure enough, you can't hold it up......

People pretend to be forced in front, and people suffer later!

After all, he's just a mediocre Tsukiki Takeo now.

The feeling of running out of true qi is really uncomfortable.

But the effect is also significant......

The seven sons of Wudang, each genius has a personality, but now they are like tame little sheep, so that the training will be twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking of this, Lu Chunliang spoke calmly, and his voice was unwavering, "The so-called law cannot be passed on lightly, and people who come down the mountain need to climb thousands of cliffs in order to get guidance from this seat." If you inherit my martial arts, you must abide by the rules of this seat, even if you are a junior of Wudang, you cannot be an exception!"

"Listen to the decree of the little master and uncle!" The seven sons of Wudang glanced at each other, although surprised, but not surprised.

The little uncle sat alone in the mountains, ignoring the world, behaving in the world, and having his own rules.

This point was specially instructed by their respective masters as early as when they went up the mountain.

"Good!" Lu Chunliang cleared his throat, sorted out the policy of re-teaching, and decided to teach according to his aptitude, which was still the third chapter of the law, but it was very different from the cheap apprentice.

But the fundamental purpose has not changed, that is, the eight-character mantra, "do not cause trouble, do not touch cause and effect"!

The method is to proceed from the fundamental contradiction and solve all hidden dangers.

"Article 1, do not report the name of the seat. Lu Chunliang said slowly, "Martial arts are endless, and martial arts are not enough to rely on except for themselves. The name of this seat and Wudang Mountain is not the capital to show off. Wandering the rivers and lakes, if one person does things and one person can't do it, how can he take on the responsibility of Wudang's thousand-year-old inheritance. ”

"Disciple remember!" Qizi's face was pale.

The little uncle was full of warnings, and the words were still in his ears, and he didn't dare to forget them.

"The second is to learn more, practice more, and think more, but don't ask too much.

This seat teaches differently from others, and teaches students according to their aptitude, which varies from person to person.

It's too late to quit now, and if you start, there's no turning back.

Don't be preemptive......

”

Lu Chunliang said again.

"Disciple, don't dare!" the seventh son felt a pang in his heart.

Uncle Xiao's ancestor is a genius, and he can be taught by him personally, and I don't know how many people envy him.

This is the personal request of the master to have such a precious opportunity.

How do they quit lightly?

Seeing that they were very well-behaved, Lu Chunliang nodded with satisfaction, his words turned sharply, his hands hung down his knees, and his body was surrounded by clouds and mist, like immortals and saints, condescending, overlooking the world, and his voice gradually became ethereal, "The third and last one, without the permission of this seat, you cannot teach others the martial arts of this seat." ”

"This martial arts has its own abilities, and it cannot be practiced by people who have special talents. If you dare to violate it, even if you are the seventh son of Wudang, this seat will not show mercy, and you will abolish martial arts at the least, and expel you from the division at the worst!"

Speaking of this, Lu Chunliang's words were as cold as a knife, leaving no mercy, and his words were conclusive.

"Disciple, obey!" Qizi nodded hurriedly.

This is the first time I have seen the little master and uncle who is like a god so strict, if it is violated, I am afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the third chapter of the law, the seven sons of Wudang agreed one by one, and they were extremely obedient.

Lu Chun's conscience secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Don't waste your own efforts, the effect is surprisingly good!

Well done!

So next......

"Come forward, I'll teach you the way of martial arts training now!" Lu Chunliang finally relented.

"Yes, Little Uncle Ancestor!" the seventh son couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After a lot of twists and turns, they finally reached this point, and they couldn't wait to step forward because of the personal transmission of the little uncle.

So Lu Chunliang opened his mouth slowly, his lips slightly opened.

The seven sons of Wudang listened with pricked ears, for fear of missing the slightest trace of martial arts.

Then their expressions became wonderful.

Until Lu Chunliang finished speaking, they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, are you real?"

"This is also the way to learn and practice martial arts?"

"Too... Too... It's incredible!"

......

Qizi's face was full of words.

Xie Baoshu wanted to speak and stopped.

Shangguan Lingyun's hand holding the sword clenched, and his face was ugly.

Zhuang Xiaolou was exquisite, but his eyebrows were frowning and he couldn't stretch out.

Hao Renzhen's face was red and dripping blood, and he couldn't suppress his anxiety.

Wu Chaoran no longer looked up at the starry sky, his eyes were blank.

Xiao Le Angel scratched his head vigorously, his hair was messy.

Only Yan Caiwei's eyes are bright, like stars.

The seven sons behaved differently, but Lu Chunliang asked rhetorically, "Why, don't you want to wait?"

"Disciple, no... Don't dare!" The little uncle asked, and the seventh son didn't dare to say anything.

Lu Chunliang smiled slightly, noncommittal, and suddenly his figure floated silently, like a floating leaf in the wind gently falling on the back of the big green cow, and turned to walk towards the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain.

Only a chuckle could be heard in the distance, echoing in my ears.

"Don't you understand? The road is simple! Martial arts is reasonable, we should not only look at the high places, but also look at the low places. Light... It's true!"

The clouds and mist were heavy, and the figure of the little uncle gradually blurred, and a clear and clear sound of the bamboo flute curled up, breaking through the sky.

The moving melody is endless, and it lasts for a long time.

In it, there seems to be a fresh breeze coming, making people feel like the blue sea and tide, such as seeing the mountains and flowing water, like the sky and white clouds......

Woo Woo ......

The crane chirps and the sea of clouds partes.

Red-crowned yellow cranes spread their wings, soaring freely, circling leisurely.

On the seventy-two peaks, wisps of clouds, accompanied by the melody, slowly rise.

The seven sons of Wudang stopped and looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Really......

A song of life rhyme, the unity of heaven and man.

There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.