Children's smashing guide [Comprehensive base three]

Looking at the Taoist temple on Wudang Mountain, Wu Yin felt a little bit of pure yang, and then looked at those little Taoist priests, didn't they look like the baa baa of Chunyang Palace, they were all good boys.

Walking around and looking around, he couldn't help but have unusual respect for the current head of the Wudang faction in his heart. It is definitely a remarkable person who can manage the Wudang faction into such a person.

Entering the house, the layout of the house is ordinary, not fancy at all.

Wuyin saw the old man with gray beard and hair in front of him, and knew that this must be Yin Liting and the others' master, so he respectfully performed the Taoist etiquette: "In Xialu Wuyin, I pay my respects to Master Wudang Zhang."

When they were chatting outside just now, they had already talked with Wuyin a little bit about their master Zhang Zhenren Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Zhenren looked at Wuyin and guessed in his heart that this person must be the one that Tuer mentioned before. After hearing the self-introduction, he nodded kindly: "Since you are friends of Liting and Shenggu, don't be too polite."

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren."

Zhang Zhenren said: "I heard Sheng Gu said that you came to Wudang this time to enshrine a memorial tablet for your relatives?"

"Yes."

Master Zhang nodded, feeling even more fond of this boy in his heart: "Since that's the case, Shaoxia Lu is now resting in Wudang, and Liting and the others will go to prepare tomorrow."

"It's okay, if you are busy, I can wait for a few days."

"But, I don't know if Lu Shaoxia's tablet can be prepared. If not, Wudang will help."

Wuyin took out the tablet from the package behind him and handed it over: "I'm ready."

Zhang Zhenren carefully looked at the exquisite carvings on it. It was really hard work, but he continued to look at the name on the tablet, and he was a little surprised: "Is he your ancestor?"

Looking at the name Zhang Zhenren pointed to, Wuyin explained: "This is my grandfather."

Zhang Zhenren's thoughts went back to the past, and he sighed: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the old man. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he ran away to Persia."

Wuyin blinked, he never thought that his ancestors would have something to do with Zhang Zhenren.

Zhang Zhenren flicked his sleeves slightly and closed his eyes: "It's been too long."

The old people have all fallen into the loess.

Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu watched from the sidelines, only knowing that their good friends were related to Master's friends.

After a while, Zhang Zhenren said with a smile: "Since I am a descendant of an old man, Li Ting and Sheng Gu, you should treat me well."

"Yes, Master."

The tablet was left with Zhang Zhenren, Zhang Zhenren said that he would handle it properly, and Wu Yin was taken to the back room by them to live there.

This room is very close to their room, surrounded by tall and tall green pines. There are not many views, but Wuyin likes it very much. He is very comfortable in such a harmonious and peaceful environment.

After placing the things, Wuyin came out to look around. He stood under the tree and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, something tugged at the corner of his clothes. He leaned over to look, and it turned out to be Qing Shu Tuanzi. He had been sleeping when Wu Yin carried him up before Wu Yin, and he was very quiet. It seems that he has slept too much now. I ran out to play when I was full of energy.

Meow also looked over and called: "Meow~"

The Qingshu Tuanzi learned to do so in a ignorant way: "Meow~"

Wuyin snickered and patted his head: "It's not meow, this reads cat, cat."

"Meow, cat, cat."

Soon a man ran out and grabbed Qing Shu: "Qing Shu, don't run around."

Qing Shu turned around and pointed at Miao Miao and said, "Father, cat, cat."

Wuyin knew that this man was Song Yuanqiao, the eldest disciple of Zhenren Zhang.

Wuyin saluted: "In Xialu Wuyin, Song Shaoxia is being polite."

"The dog has no shape, so don't blame it."

Wuyin shook his head: "Children are the most innocent and lovely, how can you blame them?"

Qingshu Xiaotuanzi giggled happily, seeming to understand that he was being praised.

Song Yuanqiao picked up Qingshu and said to Wuyin: "Yes."

After talking casually for a few more words, Song Yuanqiao went back with Qingshu, Wuyin went to the place where they usually practice martial arts and practiced.

The pair of knives waved casually, their attack power was impressive, but they could be retracted freely.

Wuyin began to try his moves, and his favorite was the Pilgrimage Words. Every time he used up the Pilgrimage Words, he felt refreshed and more energetic.

Yin Xiaoliu and Mo Xiaoqi would come to practice martial arts every day, and they were stunned when they saw Wuyin's practice today.

After the Wuyin move was over, they applauded: "Young Xia Lu, your sword skills are really good."

Wu Yin was a little embarrassed, he hadn't used knives for long, and the sword was the one he used the most before.

"Actually, what I'm best at is not knives."

They were a little confused: "What is that?"

"sword!"

They looked at their sabers and said together in surprise: "Sword!"

Mo Shenggu said: "Young Xia Lu, what is your sword technique like?"

Wu Yin smiled: "Can I borrow the sword to use it?"

Yin Liting immediately handed over his saber, Wuyin pulled it lightly, and the long sword came out of its sheath.

He was just standing, but the aura on his body was already different from before.

Being in Wudang's atmosphere with strong Taoism, Wu Yin's heart is very calm, the evil spirit on the sword has been reduced to the minimum, his sword skills are different from those on the battlefield, and he has become very peaceful, as if Back to the state of mind when I was a Taoist leader.

His sword technique is very simple, and it looks easy to decipher, Mo Shenggu is a little confused, this sword technique is obviously not as good as the saber technique just now, why does Wuyin say that he uses the sword best? I really don't understand.

Yin Liting felt a little strange looking at it, he felt that Wuyin's swordsmanship seemed to imply Taoism.

"Do you think it's just a very common sword technique?" Wuyin asked.

Mo Shenggu nodded, and Wuyin invited: "Want to compete?"

"it is good."

Mo Shenggu drew out his sword, Wuyin smiled faintly.

His sword stabbed towards him, and Wu Yin's swordsmanship was very simple, so he blocked it casually.

After many moves, beads of sweat dripped from Mo Shenggu's forehead. It looked like it was full of flaws. The simplest sword moves he used couldn't be broken. The soundless sword seemed to be like water, unpredictable. He used all his strength to attack the past, and was easily relieved of all his strength by the soundless sword.

They stopped, and Mo Shenggu asked: "Why is this so?"

Wu Yin patted him on the shoulder: "You should have studied Taoism since childhood."

He nodded, this is for sure, they have long been familiar with the classics of Taoism.

"Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. All swordsmanship is born from the simplest moves, just like everything in the world is born from Tao."

They thought about it, and it seemed reasonable.

Wuyin continued: "Responding to all changes with the same, it seems that there are flaws everywhere, but it is not."

He said looking at the blowing wind, the constantly moving clouds, he closed his eyes, and he could clearly feel everything around him.

Yin Liting frowned and asked, "Then why is your saber technique so good?"

Wu Yin smiled and explained: "Whether it is saber technique or sword technique, the origin is the same. Everything in the world can be used as a sword. Flowers, birds, fish and stones can be used as tricks. All methods are interlinked, and all things are natural."

It took him many, many years to realize this. In fact, it doesn't matter what is practical, it's just idealism.

Mo Shenggu rubbed his head, thinking about what Wuyin said just now, thinking about what his master said, thinking about the books he had read, he couldn't help admiring Wuyin in his heart, even though he was only in his 20s, he had Such profound insights, such high martial arts.

Yin Liting's heart suddenly brightened, no wonder he just felt that Wuyin's sword contained Taoism, it turned out that Wuyin's swordsmanship was born out of Taoism classics.

Silence sighed: "Dao, what a wonderful thing."

The two felt the same: "Yes."

After silently comprehending the sword for a while, Yin Liting said to Mo Shenggu: "Seventh brother, it's time for us to see third brother."

"Uh-huh."

Wu Yin touched his chin and frowned. He had met several of the Wudang Seven Heroes before, but he hadn't heard anything about the Three Heroes.

"Can I go together?" He really wanted to get to know all the Seven Heroes.

"This?" The two of them hesitated.

Silence asked: "Is there any unspeakable secret?"

Yin Liting sighed: "Third brother was murdered by a traitor a year ago, alas."

Mo Shenggu continued angrily: "The hateful thing is that I don't even know who hurt the third brother, and the third brother suffers so much every day."

"..." Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Wu Yin thought about how serious it was, could he become a vegetable?

Yin Liting continued: "The third brother is now a useless person, Lu Shaoxia, it's not that we don't want to introduce him, I'm afraid that the third brother is him."

Wuyin nodded: "I understand, but, what did you say about being a useless person just now?"

It's really a big gap for a master to be murdered and become a useless person. It's normal not to want to be seen and known by outsiders. Wuyin understands it very well.

But Wu Yin's medical skills are very good, he thought it would be a good thing if he could be saved.

"Third brother's limbs were broken and there is no possibility of recovery." The two looked lonely and very sad, and the relationship between their brothers was really good.

Wu Yin was extremely surprised: "It turned out to be like this!"

This is very tricky, but how do you know that there is no possibility of recovery if you have never tried it.

Wuyin breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you take me there? I am very confident in my medical skills. Even if it is just a glimmer of hope, I would like to try it."

"Really! Sixth brother, let Lu Shaoxia try it, if it can really cure third brother, that would be great."

Yin Liting was much more stable than Mo Shenggu: "For this matter, let's ask the master first and seek the opinion of the third brother."

Wuyin agreed: "This is the best, if the patient disagrees, it doesn't make much difference whether to go or not."

How can a patient who doesn't want to heal himself cooperate well? If he doesn't cooperate well, there is really no difference between treatment and death.

Now that the decision was made, the three of them went to seek Zhenren Zhang for advice.

The author has something to say: I just checked Song Qingshu's age again, I seem to write too young ==, please don't mind, cough, just be a silent butterfly.

23333, I'm going to save the manuscripts for the end of the term from now on, otherwise it would be really cruel.

In two days, the article will cost 50 yuan. I have been writing it for a long time without realizing it. I never thought I could support it for such a long time. People have to practice patience.

When I finish these two articles, I will definitely not write so long novels in the future, it is simply a death.

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