Yu Er felt that he could not suffer such a blow alone.
"Today Yange only watched Wudang Changquan once and understood the essence of the boxing technique. I have nothing to give you any advice."
Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly and glanced at Yu Er.
Make sure this guy isn't being sarcastic.
"Really, my junior uncle only watched me play once, and he was better than me, and even better than my sixth uncle." Song Qingshu said.
"Shut up!" Song Yuanqiao said angrily.
Song Qingshu shrank his neck, feeling in his heart that his junior uncle was the best.
"Hearing is false, seeing is believing." Yin Liting said, "Yan Ge, please give us a few demonstrations."
"Yeah." Zhang Yange naturally wouldn't refuse.
Because this Wudang Changquan seems to have no mystery in its moves, but the moves will train every muscle and joint in the body.
Lao Zhang is indeed a master of martial arts, and this set of Wudang Changquan is extremely effective in strengthening the body.
Finished in one go...
The Six Heroes of Wudang are like the Six Heroes of Wudang!
Yu Er was confused because he played better than last time.
"I'll just tell you!" Song Qingshu laughed.
So Song Qingshu became a target.
"Look at your little uncle, he learned it after just one look. What about you? After so many years, you haven't even mastered a set of Wudang Changquan!" Song Yuanqiao scolded.
"Senior Brother, Qingshu is pretty good." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt that there was only one good person in Wudang Mountain, his junior uncle.
"Junior brother is so talented, we can't teach him as a mediocre person." Song Yuanqiao thought for a while and said.
Several other people nodded.
"Among us, your second senior brother is the most capable." Song Yuanqiao said.
"Elder brother..." Yu Er wanted to be polite.
"Second brother, don't be polite now." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile. If he hadn't been tripped up by worldly things, he would have been good at martial arts.
"The sixth brother is the best in swordsmanship. The eighth brother will leave it to you two. If there is anything you still don't understand, you can ask your teacher more." It can be seen that Song Yuanqiao really cares for Zhang Yange.
"Senior brother, internal strength cultivation is the most important thing. I have the most leisure time every day. If my eighth brother doesn't think I'm a loser, let me keep an eye on him." Yu Daiyan said.
"What are you talking about, Third Brother? As long as Third Brother doesn't mind me being noisy, then I will follow Third Brother every day." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
He suddenly felt that Wudang was really a good choice.
Everyone enjoyed it happily.
"Eighth brother, what do you most want to learn in our Wudang martial arts school?" Yu Er asked.
"Tinyunzong!" Zhang Yange replied without hesitation.
"Oh? My eighth brother looks like this, and if he learns Tiyun Zong, he will really become a god." Mo Shenggu laughed loudly.
"No, I just think that if you learn Qing Gong well, you can run faster when you are defeated." Zhang Yange said truthfully.
The levels of this martial arts are divided into: entry, mastery, proficiency, ascendance, perfection, and return to true nature!
After learning Tiyun's tactics, Zhang Yange really hit them.
Wudang Changquan only made them think Zhang Yange's talent was very powerful, but Tiyun Zong left them speechless.
Zhang Yange's only shortcoming now is his internal strength.
"Third Senior Brother, I will push you out for a walk every day."
After everyone dispersed, Zhang Yange pushed Yu Daiyan back.
"I don't really want to come out, especially when it's like this." Yu Daiyan said with a wry smile.
Zhang Yange didn't say anything. He couldn't talk about the black jade intermittent ointment, it was just useless.
"Junior brother, when people see me for the first time, they are often surprised. Why are you so calm?" Yu Daiyan asked.
"There was a period of time when I could only lie in bed and be taken care of." Zhang Yange didn't lie. His time travel seemed like he was taken directly from the world.
Many bones throughout the body were broken, but they all grew back later and there were no sequelae.
Only he and Gao Shan knew about this matter, and it was all under Gao Shan's care during that time.
"So I know the pain of being in this situation, and it's inevitable to be pitied, sympathized with, and pityed by others. Such looks are more uncomfortable than being called trash." Zhang Yange sighed.
Yu Lianzhou sighed.
"Of course if it weren't for Gao Shan, I would really feel like I was going crazy." Zhang Yange said calmly.
But Yu Daiyan still heard the sadness in his tone.
"Where's that Gao Shan?"
"Dead!" Zhang Yange replied seemingly casually.
Yu Daiyan still wanted to ask, Zhang Yange said, "I felt at that time that it didn't matter if everyone in the world thought I was a waste, but I must not regard myself as a waste!
So every day, even if I am climbing, I will find a way to bask in the sun. Tomorrow, while we are basking in the sun, I will tell you the story of the big fool in the mountains."
Yu Daiyan was stunned for a while, and finally nodded.
Zhang Yange sent Yu Daiyan to his small courtyard, and Gu Xuzi pushed him in.
On the way, Yu Daiyan murmured to himself, "You can't treat yourself like trash!"
In the afternoon, Zhang Yange always felt that he had forgotten something. After dinner, he remembered that he had not gone to see Zhou Zhiruo.
The little girl waited all day but still didn't see Zhang Yange.
She was a little sad, it seemed that Brother Zhang had forgotten her.
Song Yuanqiao specially packed a room for her and was very considerate to her. However, Wudang Mountain did not accept female disciples, so life was really inconvenient. Fortunately, the little girl had endured hardship and did not care about such things.
In the evening, Zhou Zhiruo sat alone in front of the door, holding her cheek with her hands and crying silently. She thought of her father, and she thought of Zhang Yange's care for her along the way.
But these seem to be gone...
Suddenly a large bouquet of flowers appeared in front of her eyes.
Behind the flowers stood a young man wearing a Taoist robe.
The young man was graceful and free-spirited.
"Sorry, I've been busy all day today. I just took time to see you in the evening." Zhang Yange said with a smile, "What's the habit of living in Wudang Mountain?"
Zhou Zhiruo turned her head and wiped away her tears, and the grievances in her heart suddenly disappeared.
There are so many kinds of flowers in the bouquet, which is very pleasing to look at.
"Habit." Zhou Zhiruo replied. "This flower is so beautiful."
"As long as you like it." It's so simple to coax the little girl.
"Brother Zhang, are you used to being in Wudang Mountain?"
"I quite like it here, the senior fellow students are all very nice." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
"That's fine, can I stay here forever? Even if I work as your maid," Zhou Zhiruo said in a low voice.
Song Qingshu patted the dirt on his body and walked to his father's courtyard. He was a little tired after helping his uncle pick so many flowers, but he felt so happy when he thought of being able to help his uncle.