"This is your third senior brother who was killed by gangsters back then." Lao Zhang said with regret.
"Third senior brother." Zhang Yange saluted with clasped fists.
"Hello, junior brother." Yu Daiyan showed a smile on his face.
"This is your fourth senior brother."
Zhang Songxi's presence in Yitian is not strong, but he is smart and resourceful. In the few years since Zhang Cuishan disappeared, he has been benevolent to the three major escort agencies.
From this we can see his resourcefulness.
"Junior brother." Zhang Songxi smiled brightly.
When he arrived at Yinliting, he also had a smile on his face.
But he said, "Junior brother, what talent do you have that allows Master to make an exception and accept you as his disciple?"
"As long as they are good-looking. Several senior brothers are chivalrous, talented, resourceful, loyal and courageous. My younger brother is not only talented in looks." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Yin Liting didn't mean to embarrass him, he was just curious.
Hearing what Zhang Yange said, everyone laughed at his amuse.
"Junior brother, I will be your sixth senior brother from now on." Yin Liting said with a smile.
Yin Liting is the most juvenile among the Seven Heroes. To put it bluntly, he is immature.
"Sixth Brother."
"Your Seventh Senior Brother recognizes it, right?" Lao Zhang said with a smile.
"Junior brother." Mo Shenggu patted Zhang Yange on the shoulder.
"Okay, you brothers, please get close to each other in the future." Lao Zhang opened his mouth and said, "The third day of the lunar month next month is a good day, so let's decide on that day for the apprenticeship ceremony."
"Yes, Master." Everyone would have no objection.
Song Yuanqiao counted the days, and he still had nearly a month to prepare. Zhang Sanfeng would definitely inform the martial arts community about recruiting disciples and invite some familiar sects to come.
After talking about the matter of accepting disciples, Lao Zhang said, "I didn't expect that this Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal has some abilities, so let Wuji live there first.
Yuanqiao, send someone to take care of you all the time. If Wuji needs anything there, we at Wudang will be responsible for it."
"Yes, Master." Song Yuanqiao replied.
"Yan Ge, I study with your second senior brother on weekdays. I will set aside an hour in the evening. If you have any questions, you can ask me." Zhang Sanfeng's words made them all slightly surprised.
You must know that Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu's martial arts were taught by Yu Lianzhou, and Zhang Sanfeng only gave them occasional guidance.
But when they arrived at Zhang Yange's place, Lao Zhang actually took out an hour every day. They were all looking forward to the talent of this junior brother in front of them.
I want to see how he can make Master take him so seriously.
When everyone dispersed to the door, Song Yuanqiao said to Zhang Yange, "This is Qingshu! Come here and call Junior Uncle."
Song Qingshu's head was confused. He originally thought that after Zhang Wuji left, his good days would come.
But who knew that just after Zhang Wuji left, another junior uncle came.
However, this child is not bad at etiquette, he bows and salutes.
"Goodbye, little uncle."
"Hello." Zhang Yange said.
Song Yuanqiao sent the little Taoist boy to take Zhang Yange to rest. Zhang Yange lived next door to Zhang Sanfeng. Everyone could see that Lao Zhang loved this new disciple.
When their father and son were on their way back, Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Dad! Why was he being treated like a master..."
"Shut up!" Song Yuanqiao shouted angrily.
"Your Grand Master's decision certainly has its own reasons. From today on, Yan Ge is your junior uncle. You are not allowed to disrespect him."
After being punished by Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu behaved himself, but he was still unconvinced.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yange put on the Taoist robe prepared for himself. After washing, he put his long hair into a bun. He was really not very good at doing it.
There were still two strands of hair in front of his forehead, but they didn't cover his eyes, so he didn't care anymore. When he was washing, Zhang Yange looked at himself in the water and couldn't help but sigh, he looks so good!
It’s hard to say what your strength is right now, but just by looking good, you won’t lose to Hong Xixiang, Wang Ye!
Seeing that it was still early, he began to breathe out according to the Wudang mind method taught to him by Lao Zhang.
The hot air traveled throughout his body, making him feel indescribably comfortable. After exercising for a week, he got up and practiced the set of Wudang Cotton Palm.
Every time he practices, he feels there are different gains.
Yu Lianzhou had been here for a while, and he came over in the morning to ask Zhang Yange to do morning lessons.
Wudang's morning classes are practiced by three generations of disciples together.
He came a little early specially, but when he arrived, Zhang Yange was practicing cotton palm.
He was very happy to see his junior brother working so diligently. He saw that Zhang Yange actually practiced Wudang Mianzhang. This palm technique requires a lot of internal strength, and although the moves are not complicated, they have high requirements on the way to exert force.
But as soon as Zhang Yange unfolded it, he was stunned.
Because based on Zhang Yange's understanding of this palm technique, he found that he had nothing to give him any advice.
When Zhang Yange stopped his palm, Yu Lianzhou looked at his junior brother in front of him.
His Taoist robe is a little loose, which makes him even more unrestrained and unrestrained. Coupled with that face, it really improves Wudang's appearance by several levels.
"Second senior brother." Zhang Yange saluted.
"Junior brother, how long have you been practicing Mianzhang?" Yu Daiyan couldn't help but ask.
"It has been more than ten days, and my internal strength is still weak and I cannot exert the strength of this palm technique." Zhang Yange couldn't help but say.
Yu Lianzhou was stunned.
He thought back to the time when he practiced this set of palm techniques, and smiled helplessly.
"Junior brother's talent is so good."
Yu Lianzhou took Zhang Yange to have breakfast and then took him to the martial arts training ground.
At this time, there are two to three hundred and three generations of disciples, most of whom are registered disciples. Song Qingshu and Gu Xuzi have already stood up with everyone.
"Junior brother, let Qingshu teach you the basic thirty-two movements of Wudang Changquan first. Junior brother, don't underestimate this set of boxing. It is the foundation of my Wudang boxing." Yu Lianzhou said. "I will take them to make breakfast first.
Come back after class is over."
"Well, second senior brother, go and do your work." Zhang Yange said.
Yu Lianzhou called Song Qingshu over to explain a few words, but Song Qingshu came over reluctantly and saluted perfunctorily.
"Little uncle."
"Let's find a place." Zhang Yange said, "Don't disturb them."
Song Qingshu took him nonchalantly to a quiet and uninhabited place.
"I'm only going to do it once, my junior uncle is keeping an eye on it." Song Qingshu said feebly.
"Do you hate me in your heart? You think Zhang Wuji, the consumptive man, just left, and another guy comes to steal my glory?" Zhang Yange asked with a smile.
Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly widened.
"You must be thinking at this time, why does this guy know!" Zhang Yange continued.
Song Qingshu's face suddenly showed an expression of fear.
"Do you think I can read your mind and see all your little secrets?" Zhang Yange whispered.
"You, how do you know!" Song Qingshu couldn't help shouting.
This kid is still too young, he is so easy to deceive!