"I'm afraid not! Have you ever seen a Taoist priest with a maid?" Zhang Yange said with a helpless smile.
"I asked the old Taoist master before, and he said that there is no restriction on disciples marrying wives." Zhou Zhiruo said anxiously.
Zhang Yange looked at her funny.
"Master will most likely recommend you to the Emei Sect." Zhang Yange said with a smile, "If the Emei Sect didn't accept male disciples, I might have gone to Emei in the first place."
"Emei accepts male disciples..." Zhou Zhiruo whispered.
"Impossible!" Zhang Yange said incredulously.
It turned out that when Zhang Yange and Lao Hu were reminiscing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Sanfeng took the little girl up the mountain and talked about his arrangements for her.
Naturally, Lao Zhang would not watch Chang Yuchun bring Zhou Zhiruo back to Mingjiao, so he planned to recommend the little girl to Emei.
On the way, he also introduced the Emei Sect and mentioned that Emei would accept male disciples, but Master Miejie didn't use them very much.
"So that's it, I was wrong." Zhang Yange said with a smile. "Emei is a sect created by the heroine Guo Xiang. Don't you have a dream of becoming a martial artist?
Holding a three-foot sword in hand, I will act like a knight and let out all the grievances in my chest!"
Of course Zhou Zhiruo wanted to learn martial arts, but she also didn't want to leave Zhang Yange. At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was still ignorant about love, and she only regarded Zhang Yange as a relative.
"When you learn martial arts well, we can go down the mountain together and punish evil and promote good deeds together!" Zhang Yange saw that she was slightly moved and continued.
Zhang Yange stretched out his finger in a funny way.
In the evening, Zhang Sanfeng laughed out loud when he heard that Zhang Yange took the initiative to learn how to do the Tiyun Zong.
"You monkey, you are so worthless." Lao Zhang laughed.
"This is called preserving strength." Zhang Yange and Lao Zhang are like a pair of grandfather and grandson together.
"Internal skills..." Lao Zhang hesitated a little and said, "You first follow the mental method I teach you. When you officially become a disciple, I will teach you an internal skill."
Zhang Yange's eyelids twitched. Could it be Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu?
Later generations continued to argue about the strength of Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu and Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu, but no one could convince anyone.
This is enough to show how powerful this Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is.
However, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu requires too much talent. Although the Wudang Seven Heroes have outstanding talents, they still have some shortcomings when facing this Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.
Zhang Sanfeng really regarded Zhang Yange as the heir to his mantle. Zhang Yange also gave Zhang Sanfeng the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
This time Lao Zhang did not refuse. Zhang Yange specially translated it into Chinese characters. After reading it again, Lao Zhang couldn't help but admire it.
"This tantric dragon-elephant prajna skill is really unique. Even a stupid person can master it in one or two years as long as it is taught." When Lao Zhang saw this sentence, he turned his head and looked.
Zhang Yange.
"Whether you give this skill to a master or to Wudang."
"Wudang!" Zhang Yange laughed.
Zhang Yange feels that the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, as a magical protective power of Tantric Buddhism, is not really powerful in the ten dragons and ten elephants.
The great thing is that even a stupid person can reach the first level in one or two years as long as he is taught.
The first level can increase the strength by more than a hundred kilograms. What a concept this is for a sect.
"Then I can't let you suffer. It would be too much to teach you other techniques at this time. Once you have a good understanding of these boxing techniques, I will give you an interesting boxing technique." Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be mysterious.
smiled.
Zhang Yange also laughed happily when he heard this.
From the next day onwards, he was very busy every day.
The Seven Heroes all know that his talent is so good, and they keep a close eye on him for fear that it will be wasted.
However, Zhang Yange himself was also very diligent. When Yu Er came to find him, he had already started practicing.
Lao Zhang told him that it is best to practice internal energy in the morning.
They, one old and one young, vomited on the top of the mountain at around 4 o'clock in the morning.
In the future, after Zhang Yange feels that he has defeated his opponent, he can tell him that he has seen Wudang Mountain in Yinshi! Zhang Yange is full of energy and will feel exhausted after sleeping for an hour or two every day.
Even Lao Zhang said he has extremely good bones!
Yu Ershan watched with pleasure as Zhang Yange closed his fist.
"Let's go, after breakfast we will start morning classes." Yu Er said.
Zhang Yange nodded.
Yu Er was even more satisfied. The younger brother's talent was outstanding, and they were afraid that because of his talent, they would become arrogant.
But seeing that Zhang Yange was still willing to attend morning classes with those third-generation disciples, Yu Er felt that this junior disciple also had a very good character.
After breakfast, Song Qingshu followed Zhang Yange like a little tail.
From resistance at the beginning, to fear, to admiration at the end. This is Song Qingshu's journey towards Zhang Yange.
"Uncle Master!" Song Qingshu said, "Can I ask you for advice on what I don't understand about martial arts in the future?"
"Of course." Zhang Yange smiled.
Zhang Yange finished morning classes with three generations of disciples and was called away by Yin Liting.
"Let's go!" Yin Liu waved his hand.
Looking at Song Qingshu who was following behind him, he said, "Go find a wooden sword for your junior uncle."
Song Qingshu most wanted to learn swordsmanship from Yin Liting, but Yin Liting thought he was too impetuous and needed some more time to polish, so he refused.
At this time, Song Qingshu saw that his junior uncle could learn swordsmanship on the second day, and there was no jealousy in his heart, only admiration!
Seeing Song Qingshu going to get the sword, Yin Liting said seriously, "Eighth brother, I know you have outstanding talent, but the most important thing in martial arts is basic skills!
Today, senior brother will not teach you any moves, but I will teach you the ten techniques of swordsmanship!
Stab, point, collapse, stir, press, split, cut, tease, chop, wipe!
Do you have any objection?"
"Sixth Brother, you don't have to keep a straight face when you speak. You can't learn from Second Brother's feelings," Zhang Yange said.
"Really? I practiced all night last night!" Yin Liting said with a helpless smile. "I'm not worried that you think you are talented and don't study hard!"
"No." Zhang Yange smiled.
This Yin Liu has an innocent and free character in The Seven Heroes.
Looking at the whole novel, it can be regarded as a winner in life!
If I can't be your husband, then I will be your son-in-law!
"Okay, let's learn the sword!" Yin Liting said with a smile.
Song Qingshu brought two wooden swords over, but Yin Liting glanced at them without saying anything.
"Watch these ten moves!" Yin Liting used his own sword.
The long sword is like a clear water when it is unsheathed.
Stab, point, collapse, stir, press, split, cut, tease, chop, wipe!
As he said, he did not rush to teach Zhang Yange any moves, but started with the most basic striking techniques.
"Do you remember it?" Yin Liting asked. "Your talent should be memorized in one go. Let's start with a thousand hits of each attack method."
Song Qingshu froze on the spot holding the sword. This was different from what he imagined.
Zhang Yange didn't talk nonsense, started with stabbing with a wooden sword!