Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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"Some people like to use well water to make tea because it is cold; some people like to use spring water to make tea because it is clear; some people melt black ice to make tea because it is pure and clean."

"Please forgive my ignorance today, I have never drunk the water that Master Zhang used to make tea."

Tea, life is like tea.

Su Ming loves tea, especially famous tea, which he never tires of. After taking Chuzhou, he got a lot of good tea and had a good understanding of the tea ceremony.

"Su Xiaoyou's understanding of the tea ceremony gave the old Taoist a refreshing feeling. You may not know that this water is not ordinary water."Zhang Sanfeng smiled kindly and said lightly:"This is rootless water"

"Rootless water? What does it mean?"Su Ming was slightly puzzled and didn't understand what it meant.

Song Yuanqiao, who was standing next to him, smiled and explained,"The rootless water comes from the sky. Every morning, the master would take a bamboo tube to collect dew on the grass tips. Over time, a little bit accumulates into a lot, and then this pot of tea is made. This is the rootless water."

"Zhang Sanfeng actually used dew to make tea. I am really enlightened today."

Su Ming suddenly realized and said with a smile:"No wonder, this tea has a fragrance of grass leaves, which made Zhang Sanfeng go to so much trouble. The value of this cup of tea is worth a fortune."

People who practice Taoism have always been said to eat wind and drink dew, and do not eat worldly fireworks. Zhang Sanfeng used dew to make tea, which is very consistent with his identity. I am afraid that in the whole world, only he can drink and deserve to drink this kind of tea.

"It's just a cup of tea, nothing special, just quench your thirst." Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly

"Master Zhang is right. The most important thing about tea is to quench your thirst. Otherwise, it will be meaningless."Su Ming said, lowering his head and taking a sip. He felt the fragrance was pleasant and refreshing.

""My dear Su, since you have come to Wudang, you can stay for a few more days. I have not been around for decades and have no access to information. I have something to ask you." Zhang Sanfeng said calmly.

"Master Zhang, if you have anything to say, please feel free to speak up." Su Ming put down his teacup

"The world is in chaos nowadays, with endless disputes in the martial arts world. The conflicts between the famous and upright sects and the evil and heterodox sects are getting more and more intense. What do you think about this matter?"Zhang Sanfeng looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming pondered for a moment and said,"Master Zhang, please forgive me for my frankness. The so-called famous and upright sects are not necessarily all good people, and the so-called evil and heterodox sects are not necessarily all bad people."

Song Yuanqiao was shocked when he heard this, thinking that Su Ming was really outspoken, saying that the famous and upright sects are not necessarily all good people. I, Wudang, am the leader of the upright sect. Are my master and I not good people too? This is really outrageous. I will keep it to myself and see how my master will answer. It will not be too late to argue with him then.

"Well said! I really like what you said!"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, saying admiringly:"The so-called distinction between good and evil is not clear at all. If a person in the righteous way has an evil mind, then he is an evil demon; if a person in the evil way is wholeheartedly doing good, then he is a person in the righteous way."

"Master Zhang said it well."Su Ming nodded when he heard it.

Looking at the whole martial arts world, only Zhang Sanfeng can see so clearly, be broad-minded, be modest, and never take the distinction between good and evil seriously. Others have not reached his level.

""My dear Su, it's getting late today, so you should stay here. I know that your purpose of visiting the mountain is to make friends through martial arts and improve your spear skills. Tomorrow I will ask my disciples to set up the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation and have a good fight with you. What do you think?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a smile.

"That's great."Su Ming nodded with a smile.

Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, the Wudang Sect's main sword formation, was extremely powerful. Su Ming had just learned the Hundred Strike Technique and had never fought with anyone before. He was very happy to learn the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation.

That night, Su Ming and Xiao Zhao slept in Wudang Mountain. There was no conversation all night. In the blink of an eye, the sun rose and Su Ming got up from the bed.

"System, sign in."Su Ming thought

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the special ability: [Photographic Memory】！"

【[Photographic Memory]: After activating this ability, the host will have a photographic memory, whether it is books, paintings, names of people, places, martial arts, boxing... everything, as long as the host has read it once, he will remember it in his heart and recite it by heart, and will never forget it no matter how long it takes.

"I have good luck today! Hahaha!" Su Ming smiled happily when he heard the system prompt.

With a photographic memory, it would be easy to learn any martial arts. All he had to do was pick up the secret book, turn the pages one by one, and then close the book. He would never forget the contents for the rest of his life. This was too cool.

The system prompts:"Ding! The photographic memory is loading. Please relax your mind and don't resist."

Wow!

A sacred, pure, white beam of light suddenly fell from the sky, landed on Su Ming's head, and began to wash Su Ming's body.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, successfully loaded [Photographic Memory】！"After a while, the system prompted

"Hmm? It's over so soon?"

Su Ming looked at his body. Nothing had changed. He was still the same as before.

However, when he casually took out a secret book from his backpack, flipped through it from beginning to end, and then closed his eyes, the contents of the secret book suddenly appeared clearly in his mind, not a single word was wrong.

""Hiss!"

Su Ming took a breath of cold air, with a look of surprise on his face, thinking secretly:"This ability is too powerful!"

Knock knock knock...

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and Xiao Zhao asked outside the door:

""Master, are you up yet? I'll get a basin of water. Get up and wash your face."

Since Su Ming left Chuzhou, Xiao Zhao has been in charge of his daily life. Although Xiao Zhao is very young, she is very careful and organized, and takes good care of Su Ming.

(OK Zhao)"Xiao Zhao, the door is not locked, come in." Su Ming said.

Creak...spear...

The door of the Zen room was pushed open, and Xiao Zhao walked in with a copper basin.

Su Ming quickly washed his face, and Xiao Zhao handed him a towel. Su Ming wiped his face, and Xiao Zhao helped Su Ming comb his hair, fixed it with a hairpin, and worked for a while.

"Okay, it's time to practice spear."Su Ming picked up the Guanhong spear and pushed the door open and walked out of the meditation room.

Xiao Zhao followed behind Su Ming, holding a book of Qimen Dunjia. Every day when Su Ming practiced spear, she would sit in the distance and read the book.

"Hmm? Master Zhang got up so early? Is he practicing boxing?"

Su Ming walked aimlessly along the winding mountain road, looking for a place to practice spear, and unknowingly, he arrived near the basalt.

On the basalt, there stood a white-haired old man, with his feet apart, his hands clasped in the air, silently practicing boxing. It was Zhang Sanfeng._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Fulu Novel APP!