God rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 91 Chapter 0090 Tai Chi

Five days passed quickly.

In the early morning, clouds and fog filled the top of the mountain.

The rising sun slowly rises from the sea of ​​clouds, dispersing the heavy fog, and the top of Wudang Mountain is illuminated with golden red, like the light emitting from a treasure.

In a side courtyard on the top of the mountain, two figures, an old man and a young man, were facing the rising sun and doing slow Tai Chi moves.

After taking a closer look, I realized it was Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wei.

"Little friend Zhang Wei, are you getting used to living in Wudang Mountain here these days?" Zhang Sanfeng asked while doing Tai Chi.

"Being able to practice in such a precious place is like living a life like a god. How could you not get used to it?" Faced with Master Zhang's question, Zhang Wei did not stop and said truthfully.

I have been practicing next to Zhang Sanfeng for the past few days, and I can feel the flow of Taoism every moment. It is so wonderful!

He felt like he was almost addicted, it was really hard to stop.

"I didn't expect that little friend Zhang Wei would be so accomplished in Tai Chi that I created. It really surprised me as a veteran." Master Zhang seemed to have found a comrade, and he was in a very happy mood.

In particular, he found a universal method in Zhang Wei's Tai Chi.

After he created Tai Chi, he wanted to pass this skill on to the world so that everyone could learn it.

But this skill is too advanced, and most ordinary people can't even learn it if they don't even know the words.

But Zhang Wei gave him a feasible answer, which even people who are completely illiterate can learn.

Integrate artistic conception into every move and every move, so that even if you have not learned the formulas and mental techniques, you can still make people feel calm and strong by just performing them according to the fixed moves.

This is the universal law he pursues!

"The sweeper was indeed right. This little friend Zhang Wei is really an interesting person." Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart.

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's praise, Zhang Wei was very embarrassed and felt like he could squeeze out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.

His Tai Chi, which he had only scratched the surface of in later generations, could be praised by the founder. It was really embarrassing.

With Zhang Wei's martial arts background, he is not qualified to discuss Taoism with Zhang Sanfeng.

But it felt so uncomfortable to have such a treasure mountain in front of me and not be able to dig into it.

Then he thought of Tai Chi, which is widely spread among funerals and is suitable for men, women, old and young.

In the era of being bombarded by news from later generations, you really shouldn’t be too familiar with Tai Chi. You can see it on mobile phones and in squares at any time.

Even people who have never learned it can perform a few tricks, chant a few times, and use four ounces to move a thousand pounds, using softness to overcome hardness, and combining hardness and softness.

This has become a brand of civilization in China.

It's just that Zhang Wei didn't expect that his Tai Chi, which seemed to be played for fun, would be so valued by the founder Zhang Sanfeng, which made him flattered.

After finishing Tai Chi, the two of them sat at a stone table.

On it was the breakfast that Xiaoye had just prepared, and it was still fragrant.

"Grandpa Sanfeng, the slow boxing technique you two are doing is so weird. I feel so conflicted when I see it."

"It seems to have no power at all, but it feels full of explosive power, and there is an indescribable beauty inside. It's really weird. What kind of boxing is that?" Little Yezi asked curiously from the side.

"Haha, girl, you have a very good understanding. That's the Tai Chi I created. Do you want to learn it from grandpa?" Zhang Sanfeng was very happy to hear Xiao Yezi's words.

Just from their simple movements, you can tell so many things, which is impossible without a certain amount of martial arts talent.

"Can women also learn this boxing technique?" Xiao Yezi asked with some anticipation.

She could see that this set of Tai Chi was a very profound martial art that seemed to contain the principles of heaven and earth. If she could learn it, it would be very helpful for her to enter the realm of heaven and man.

"My martial arts can be learned by both men and women." Zhang Sanfeng said calmly while sipping the tea on the table.

"Really? Thank you, Grandpa Sanfeng." Little Ye Zi very obediently gave Zhang San a hearty meal and handed him the bowl and chopsticks.

The three of them finished their breakfast in a happy mood, and Xiao Zizi went to clean up the dishes. Only Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wei were left in the yard.

Zhang Sanfeng was lying on a deck chair, basking in the warm sun that had just risen.

"Little friend Zhang Wei, do you have any questions to ask me? I see that you have been hesitating for a long time, but you haven't spoken. Is there something embarrassing about you?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at this magical boy and was curious about the question he wanted to ask himself.

"Actually, it's like this... Mr. Zhang, you are so powerful, can't you solve the cold poison of Xuanming in Zhang Wuji's body?" Zhang Wei told about his origins in the Ming Cult and the relationship between Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui. No. Xie asked.

"So you still have such an identity. There are many good and bad people in the Ming Cult. You should be careful when dealing with them in the future."

"I didn't expect that my miserable child Wuji would have such an experience. Yang Buhui, ugh! I pity my infatuated sixth disciple."

"Skills have specializations. My martial arts skills are world-class, but that does not mean that my medical skills are world-class. Don't think of me as an omnipotent god. There are many things I can't do!" At this point, Master Zhang was a little uninterested.

"With your powerful skills and the state of harmony between man and nature, can't you solve it?" Zhang Wei didn't believe it very much.

"I can indeed resolve the Xuanming cold poison in Wuji's body."

"But that Xuanming Divine Palm is really vicious. The cold poison in my child Wuji's body is entangled with his life. Once I force out the cold poison, he will die instantly."

"Even I can only use my power to temporarily suppress it. This cold poison can only be resolved by himself." Zhang Sanfeng continued to explain.

"That's why I tried every means to find the Zhiyang Kung Fu. I went to Shaolin and Emei to learn the Nine Yang Kung Fu. I wanted to re-create the Nine Sun Kung Fu, but unfortunately the Shaolin Temple did not agree!"

When Zhang Sanfeng said this, he felt like he was gnashing his teeth. Zhang Wei had no doubt that if there hadn't been a sweeping monk in Shaolin, Master Zhang might have made a big fuss in the Shaolin Temple at that time.

In fact, what Zhang Wei is more curious about is, with Zhang Zhenren's strength, how could Zhang Wuxia and his wife be forced to die in Wudang Mountain back then.

However, when he saw Master Zhang, he seemed to be not very interested and did not dare to ask.

He didn't know exactly what happened that year. Maybe Mr. Zhang was held back by something!

Zhang Wei only knew that the two elders of Xuan Ming were killed by Zhenren Zhang on the spot. As for what happened, no one knew.

"What about Yu Sanxia's injury? Isn't there anything you can do about it with your power?" Zhang Wei changed the topic to Yu Sanxia.

"Is there any way, little friend, that can cure the injuries of my three disciples?" Zhang Sanfeng was a little excited. This was a pain that he could never get over.

Most of the bones in his body were turned into powder by the powerful Vajra finger, and even he could only save his life without being able to save him.

"I know that there is a sect in the Western Region called King Kong Sect, and there may be something in it that can cure Yu Sanxia." Zhang Wei said truthfully.