Chapter 6: Gold always shines
Lu Heng walked out of his residence and glanced at the moonlight in the sky.
He didn't expect it.
Song Yuanqiao and the others will act as a master to recruit disciples, making him the eighth-ranked second-generation disciple of Wudang.
That is, starting from now on.
Even Song Qingshu would bow to him and call him "junior uncle" when he saw him.
"Go back first and take a look at the new gains in the past two days."
"The Eight Heroes of Wudang doesn't sound good."
There’s nothing to think about for the time being.
There is actually an advantage to becoming a second-generation disciple, that is, you can choose a few handyman disciples for you to drive.
The day before yesterday I was still a handyman.
Now he has transformed into a true successor of the Wudang Sect, and even has the opportunity to go home to visit his relatives.
For now, Lu Heng doesn't want to see his parents yet.
He is a time traveler and has not absorbed the memory of the original owner, but only took over his body and name.
All the dust of the past is gone.
Whether it will rise or fall depends on the present day.
Had the most restful sleep ever.
After waking up.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Uncle Lu Heng, are you up?"
Open the door.
Lu Heng smiled and said: "Qingfeng, why are you here so early? It was the second senior brother who sent you to deliver clothes. It just so happens that you should return this inner disciple's clothes."
Qingfeng was somewhat surprised.
Hearing his master talk about this matter yesterday made him toss and turn and he couldn't sleep well at all.
When I saw Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu coming to look for Lu Heng in the handyman hall, I thought that Lu Heng would get guidance from the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
Unexpectedly, the leader made an exception and allowed him to be promoted. He accepted his apprentice as a master and became the fastest-promoted elder in the history of Wudang Sect, saving him at least twenty years.
"Little uncle, please don't let me go wrong. This is the blue-shirted Bagua Taoist robe that my master asked me to give to you. This is the fifth uncle's spare Taoist robe for you to use first. The inner palace is still customizing other Taoist robes.
It’s just that you need to go to the Sword Forging Valley to forge the sword in person. The Sword Forging Valley is an affiliated force of Wudang. It’s on the Wulao Peak side. If you want to go, I can take you to see it.”
Lu Heng has no such intention for the time being.
What he wanted to do most was to go to the Sutra Collection Hall to see how many of the martial arts secrets contained in Wudang were suitable for him to practice.
"Forget it, don't worry, we'll talk about it when we have time."
Lu Heng changed into clothes and looked a little energetic.
Wearing a blue Bagua Taoist robe and having her hair tied up in a bun, she would have been full of vigor and vitality if she hadn't still had some youthfulness and childishness.
Yu Daiyan is still resting.
The two of them just looked at each other, and then went to the Zhenwu Palace Square for martial arts performances and morning classes.
Just arrived in front of the main hall.
But they saw a group of third-generation inner disciples looking at Lu Heng in surprise.
Some fellow disciples who were familiar with Qingfeng hurried over and asked.
"Junior Brother Qingfeng, what is this?"
"Why are you wearing a second-generation blue-shirted Taoist robe? Could it be that the Grand Master has accepted another disciple?"
"Senior Brother Qingfeng, please tell us."
Lu Heng ignored him and pushed open the Zhenwu Palace door to see his senior brother Song Yuanqiao.
And in Zhenwu Hall, I saw a familiar figure from behind.
"Qingshu, how many times have I told you that you still need to polish it now. It's for your own good that I won't let you go down the mountain for the time being."
"Father, I really want to go out and have a career. Just give me a chance. I haven't had the chance to leave Wudang for so many years. I don't want to be a caged bird."
"Ahem, Senior Brother, are you disturbing you?"
Song Yuanqiao smiled when he saw Lu Heng.
Song Qingshu was slightly surprised and said: "Junior brother Lu, what are you doing?"
"You brat, why don't you pay homage to your junior uncle Lu Heng? Didn't I tell you yesterday and you forgot about it so quickly?"
Song Qingshu had a complex expression and said helplessly: "Qingshu, I'm going to meet my junior uncle. I didn't expect that after two days of not seeing each other, my junior brother will become our senior uncle."
"It's all thanks to the love of my senior brother and several senior brothers. I'm still far behind. Unlike me, my nephew comes from the outside world. He has always lived in Wudang Mountain. Naturally, he longs to see the scenery outside and needs experience. If there is no wind and rain, how can he see it?
Rainbow, what do you think, senior brother?"
"Alright Qingshu, in two years' time, for the sake of your junior uncle, when your great master's 100th birthday passes, I will no longer restrict you from going out to explore. If you have the qualifications and talents of Junior Brother Lu Heng, I will
Of course I won't stop you."
"Seriously, I can leave the mountain, right? Thank you dad, thank you little uncle!"
To put it bluntly, Song Qingshu is just a teenager with immature thoughts. Staying in Wudang Mountain is not what he wants.
On the contrary, it was Song Yuanqiao who kept him trapped, which inspired the boy's rebellious mentality.
Say hello.
Lu Heng took a copy of the Manual of Access to the Sutra Pavilion from Song Yuanqiao, and when he walked out of the Zhenwu Hall, Song Qingshu was still waiting for him outside.
"Uncle Junior, thank you for interceding for me just now. I really want to go out and have a career, and I also want to reach the heights of my father and Uncle Junior."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you will become the leader among the three generations of disciples in the future, and you will succeed to the position of master. It is also good to go out early and gain experience. Just think of it as my way of repaying your grievances."
Lu Heng actually couldn't tell what he thought of Song Qingshu.
He knew very well that when Song Qingshu met Zhou Zhiruo in the future, he would turn into a licking dog. When he met Zhang Wuji, he was jealous that he could get Zhang Sanfeng's favor, so he turned into a black man and judged Wudang.
To put it bluntly, I was spoiled by Song Yuanqiao, and the road became narrower and narrower.
At any rate, Song Qingshu is fairly righteous now, and most of his dealings with outside affairs are through his second-generation disciples who go out to do chivalry and justice, and are influenced by his eyes and ears.
But what you hear is never as true as what you practice.
Lu Heng stretched out and said, "Let's go to the Zhaitang to have breakfast. If you have nothing else to do, follow me to the Sutra Collection Hall later."
Song Qingshu didn't think much, he was still immersed in the joy of being able to go out and couldn't extricate himself.
Of course he agreed immediately.
Swaggering through the market, almost everyone in Wudang, the inner and outer sects, and the miscellaneous hall learned the latest news.
Originally he was just a disciple of Yu Daiyan, but in just one day, Lu Heng rose from a humble beginning to become the Eighth Hero of Wudang. Among the second-generation disciples, he was the fastest and most incredible.
What Qingfeng said out loud became more and more outrageous as it spread.
Lu Heng didn't care about any of this.
"Xiao Heng, why are you free to come to my place today? Don't you have to take care of your master?"
Lu Yuan, the scripture keeper on the first floor, looked at him with a little doubt, and quickly said with a smile: "Qingshu also comes to read, you haven't been here for more than half a year."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: "Elder Lu, today I am sending Uncle Lu Heng to the third floor to borrow and select Wudang Kung Fu. Please don't hurt me. My father is very strict on weekdays. How can I have such free time to visit the elder."
"Uncle Lu Heng?"
Lu Yuan's eyes widened and he looked carefully, and then he realized that Lu Heng was wearing the blue Bagua Taoist robe unique to the second generation disciples, and felt somewhat happy in his heart.
As a descendant of the Lu family, he also hoped that Lu Heng could be taken in by Yu Daiyan, but unexpectedly, Lu Heng suddenly transformed and became the head disciple, and even Zhang Sanfeng's little apprentice.
"My father accepted a disciple on behalf of the master yesterday, and this is how I became my junior uncle. Now, this is a handwritten edict written by my father himself. Can Elder Lu give it to me?"
Song Qingshu knew that Lu Yuan was particularly concerned about rules, so he really didn't dare to offend himself.
It is said that Lu Yuan's life was once saved by his great master Zhang Sanfeng. When he took over Wudang Mountain, the Lu family also contributed, and only then did he teach Lu Yuan some martial arts.
Although he did not become a disciple, he was the first person in Wushu who became an elder without being a second-generation disciple.
"It's a good thing, it's a good thing. Since Lu Heng has such an opportunity, I am happy. But don't hate your father and your aunt. I will treat you to tea when you come down later. Go upstairs first!"
"Thank you, Elder Lu. Junior uncle, let's go up."
(To be continued)
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