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Step by step, the two quickly came to the Sword Dispelling Stone halfway up the mountain. Sei Itō whispered a few words to Ya Ye, took the weapon in her hand into the space, and continued to climb Wudang Mountain.
After passing the Sword Dispelling Stone, the place where the Wudang Main Hall was located was not far. The two quickly came to the gate of Wudang Mountain. After seeing the two, a young Daoist quickly walked over, bowed to the two and said, "I don't know what two Shan Fushou (I specially checked, this is the name of Daoism) have come to my Wudang."
"Daoist priest, I want to see Daoist Master San Feng." Sei Itō also returned the bow and said.
"This, this poor Daoist can't make the decision. Please wait here for a moment, I will go and inform him." The Daoist priest bowed, turned around, and walked quickly to the main hall.
"As expected of Wudang Mountain, even a welcome is so polite." Sei Itō secretly said in his heart.
After a while, the welcoming Daoist priest returned again and said to the two, "Shan Fushou, Daoist Master invites you."
Then, he respectfully led the two through a bluestone square and walked into the True Martial Hall with the door open in the middle. In the hall, there were red painted wooden pillars that were as thick as a person hugging each other on both sides of the hall. They went straight to the front of the True Martial Statue, like a road showing a solemn atmosphere. Under the huge True Martial Statue, a fat old Daoist priest with white hair and beard looked at the two people who were led in with a kind expression. Behind the old Daoist priest, six old, middle-aged, and green Daoists stood on the left and right of the old Daoist priest, and they also looked at the two people with scrutinizing eyes.
"Daoist Master, the people have been brought." The Daoist priest bowed in front of the old Daoist priest.
"Well, you can go." The old Daoist priest, Daoist Master Zhang Sanfeng, waved his hand and said.
"Daoist Master Zhang. My name is Yi Tengcheng, and this is my wife, Ya Ye. " After Sei Itō led the Daoist priest away, he placed his left palm on his right fist and pushed it out from his left chest. He took a step forward and cupped his hands towards Zhang SanFeng, speaking with the etiquette of the Jianghu.
"I wonder what brings the two young heroes to my Wu Dang Sect?" Zhang SanFeng asked with a smile, looking like an old man next door.
"I don't dare to accept the title of Young Hero, but I do have something to ask of Daoist Zhang." Sei Itō said respectfully. Regardless of whether it was the other party's martial prowess, fame, or legends, they were all worthy of Sei Itō's respect.
"Oh?" Zhang SanFeng understood the meaning behind Sei Itō's words. Sei Itō was not begging Wu Dang, but Zhang SanFeng himself.
"It's like this. I recently had a fortuitous encounter, which caused a change in the cultivation in my body. It's no longer suitable for the cultivation method I practiced before. Therefore, I took the risk to create a new cultivation method. However, my foundation is shallow, and my foundation is insufficient, so my cultivation method is very rough. I also want to find other masters to teach me, but there are countless experts in the martial arts world. However, I think that only Daoist Zhang can have the opportunity to meet them and give me guidance. Therefore, I came to Wu Dang Sect to ask Daoist Zhang. " Ito Sei politely told Zhang Sanfeng what he wanted and why he wanted to do it. Of course, he also gave Zhang Sanfeng some flattery to increase the success rate. The rest was up to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Oh? Young Hero is amazing. At such a young age, you've already started to create your own cultivation method. It's really like the new generation excels the old. "Zhang SanFeng said in amazement.
"I don't dare." Sei Itō said modestly.
"Since you've come to beg me, I'll be embarrassed to drive you away. Come, come, come, follow me to the back hall." Zhang SanFeng said as he led Sei Itō and Ya Ye out of the True Martial Hall and walked towards the back hall. The rest of the Seven Heroes of Wu Dang looked at each other and followed in amazement.
The back hall was not far away. They soon arrived at a room in the back hall. After sitting down, Zhang SanFeng said, "Come, let me take a look."
When Sei Itō heard this, he immediately got up and walked in front of Zhang SanFeng, allowing Zhang SanFeng to grab his arm. In an instant, Sei Itō felt a gentle force coming from Zhang SanFeng's hand. It quickly flowed through his meridians and finally retreated from his arm after a slight pause in his Dantian.
Zhang SanFeng frowned and pondered for a while. "The energy in your body is really strange. I wonder what kind of cultivation method you've been practicing?"
In fact, asking others about their cultivation method was already a taboo in Jianghu. However, Zhang SanFeng was different. Not to mention fame or anything, Sei Itō was already prepared to answer when he came to beg him.
"I've been practicing a Taoist life force cultivation method passed down in my family, and then some of my family's legendary techniques." Sei Itō could not say Yin Yang Technique, so he could only say that it was a legendary technique of the Cheng family. However, it was not wrong. After all, it was passed down in the Itō family.
"I think the energy in your body must have changed because of a strange technique. I wonder if you can show me your strange technique." Zhang SanFeng instantly guessed the problem and said.
"Yes, but the method is a little strange. Please don't blame me." Sei Itō said, then walked to the center and quickly made a seal with his hands under everyone's curiosity. In an instant, a stream of energy emerged from Sei Itō's hands, forming a six-pointed star pattern that rolled in Sei Itō's hands. Then, with Ito Sei's loud shout, he was pressed to the ground. Immediately, a transparent barrier appeared around Sei Itō's body, enveloping Sei Itō.
However, Sei Itō did not stop. In order to display the characteristics of his Yin Yang Technique more comprehensively, he also wanted Zhang SanFeng to understand it more clearly. Sei Itō instantly took out a few talismans and stuck them on Ya Ye's body.
Ya Ye did not dodge and let the talismans stick on his body. Then, a green energy color emerged from Ya Ye's body. Then, Sei Itō's hands made a seal again, but this time, it was a single-hand seal. Then, a "crackling" sound was heard, and a wooden chair beside Sei Itō was shattered into pieces by the lightning in Sei Itō's hand.
After all this was done, Sei Itō stopped and looked at Zhang SanFeng and the others. At this time, Zhang SanFeng and the others were already stunned, especially Zhang SanFeng, who stood there with a mixture of shock and excitement, looking at Sei Itō eagerly.
However, in the end, they were all strong-willed people. Zhang SanFeng and the others quickly recovered. Zhang SanFeng even said, "Good, good! It really is a strange technique, but why does young hero's strange technique give me a kind of magic that is similar to the magic in Taoist legends? "
"Indeed, some of the strange techniques I used are indeed from Taoist magic." Sei Itō also admitted honestly.
After listening to Sei Itō's answer, Zhang SanFeng muttered at first, and then shouted excitedly, "Taoist magic, Taoist magic, it seems that the legend is really true. The heavens did not deceive me!"
Sei Itō was initially frightened by Zhang SanFeng's appearance, but after thinking about it carefully, he was relieved. As a Taoist, which Taoist had not heard of the legends of the ancient immortals? Which Taoist did not have a desire for immortality? Now that the Taoist magic had really appeared in front of him, was the other magic still far away? It was no wonder that Zhang SanFeng and the other Taoists were excited. After all, in addition to their martial arts, they were still Taoists.
"Master!" The Seven Heroes of Wudang were not much better, but they still maintained their rationality and called Zhang SanFeng back to reality in unison.
"If that's the case, young friend, maybe you can start with the Taoist classics." After calming down, Zhang SanFeng pointed out. It was just that the title had changed from young hero to young friend, which showed the change in attitude.
"That's exactly what I was planning to do, but the collection of books at home is too small, and we don't have the accumulation of a Taoist court like Wudang, so we came here." Sei Itō said.
"I don't dare to say that in the Taoist court. If people from Kunlun, Huashan, and Kongtong heard it, it would be troublesome." Zhang SanFeng had completely recovered at this time and said with a smile, but no matter how one looked at it, he did not seem to be modest.
Then Sei Itō and Zhang SanFeng began to discuss the topic of Taoism, from classics to martial arts, from ideas to practice. In any case, the scope of the discussion was very wide and the topics were mixed. In the meantime, the Seven Heroes of Wudang were also affected by the warm atmosphere, and from time to time, they would insert a sentence, explaining their understanding of Taoism and martial arts. One could imagine how much Sei Itō's harvest would be.
In particular, Zhang SanFeng's understanding of the Taoist classics, his deep understanding of Taoism, his understanding of martial arts, and the philosophical thinking of the creation of martial arts were all precious reference materials for Sei Itō.
When they talked, they completely forgot about the time. It was not until the young Taoist came over to remind everyone to have dinner that they came back to their senses. They looked at each other and smiled, then went to the dining hall to eat together, and then couldn't wait to return to the back hall to continue the discussion.
Thus, Sei Itō and Ya Ye completely lived in Wudang Mountain. Almost every day, Sei Itō would talk about Taoism and martial arts with the upper echelons of Wudang Sect. In this way, the harvest of Wudang Sect's people could be imagined. At the same time, in order to repay Sei Itō, Wudang Sect's Sutra Pavilion was opened to them. This was simply great news for Sei Itō. In addition to communicating with Zhang SanFeng and the others, he spent almost every day in the Sutra Pavilion, looking at all kinds of classics.
Of course, Sei Itō also had a sense of propriety. He only looked at the basics of martial arts. As for Wudang Sect, he did not touch a single one.
In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed.
On this day, when Zhang SanFeng and Sei Itō were discussing a certain Taoist canon, a young Taoist hurriedly ran over, gasping for breath, and said, "Grand Master, it's not good. Martial Ancestor Song asked me to inform you. He said that someone saw Fifth Martial Uncle's house appear in the small town of Shiyan at the foot of the mountain. He also received news that someone will ambush Fifth Martial Uncle's house there."
After hearing this, Zhang SanFeng almost instantly stood up from his seat, and with a turn of his qinggong, he instantly rushed out of the main hall, and disappeared from Wudang Mountain with a few leaps.
Looking at the disappearing Zhang SanFeng, Sei Itō secretly said in his heart, "This is the story of Zhang Wuji's return. Whether it is a novel, a movie, or a TV series, it seems that Zhang Wuji did not end well in the end."
With this thought in mind, Sei Itō almost instantly thought that when the time came, everyone in Wudang Sect would definitely ask him to help treat Zhang Wuji. Unfortunately, this was an internal injury, and the effect of the Rejuvenation Talisman was almost negligible. At most, it could help Zhang Wuji suppress the pain of the poison.
Sure enough, not long after, when the sky was about to turn dark, Zhang CuiShan and his wife, with blood on the side of their mouth, held their son Zhang Wuji and appeared in front of Wudang Mountain's main hall. They hurriedly described Zhang Wuji's situation. Then, Hero Song YuanQiao immediately took Zhang Wuji to a large room in the side courtyard of the rear hall, and several people jointly channeled their internal energy to suppress the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body.
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