Zhang Yange returned to the mountain to finish his morning lessons and was called away by Zhang Sanfeng.
Except for Lao Zhang, the other six heroes are all present in the Sanqing Palace.
"Xiao Ba is here." Lao Zhang smiled.
Ever since Mo Shenggu called him Xiaoba, Lao Zhang also called him that.
Zhang Yange saluted everyone.
This is the shortcoming of being a junior. Lao Zhang spoke first and said, "How is your internal strength?"
"It's not bad." Zhang Yange replied.
He looked at the system's evaluation of his internal strength as mastery.
Lao Zhang put his hands on him, and Zhang Yange felt the heat spread all over his body.
After a moment, Lao Zhang laughed loudly, "In less than two months, you have cultivated your internal strength to such a scale.
It can be seen that I am really not lazy.”
"The main thing is that the senior brothers keep a close eye on me." Zhang Yange said modestly.
"Some time ago, Xiaoba handed me the Tantric Dragon Elephant Skill. I asked him whether he wanted to give it to me or to Wudang. He said without hesitation that it should be given to Wudang.
During this period of time, I will teach you that skill. This tantric skill is very unique.
However, I have made some improvements based on Taoist theories, so the training time should be shorter." Zhang Sanfeng said to several disciples, "Today I will teach you this skill."
Naturally, Song Yuanqiao and the others had heard about the magic of this dragon-elephant skill. The ability to increase one hundred kilograms of strength out of thin air was a great gain for them.
So even if you only practice to the first level, it is still very good.
"Thank you, Master." The five of them saluted.
Yu Daiyan sat in a wheelchair and clasped his fists.
"Xiaoba, you brought this skill back. I made some modifications, so let's change the name." Zhang Sanfeng said.
"Let's use Zhenwu Zhenhe Gong." Zhang Yange said casually.
"What a good name." Song Yuanqiao smiled.
[Ding! Name the low-level martial arts, skill point 1]
Zhang Yange had learned the new version a long time ago, and he felt that Lao Zhang might have other matters.
Nine times out of ten, it is that skill.
After Lao Zhang taught the skills to the six of them, he said again, "You have also seen Xiaoba's talent, and this skill is so wonderful.
So I will teach him the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."
The Six Heroes all laughed when they heard this.
Zhang Yange really likes the atmosphere of Wudang. No one has any random thoughts and is all focused on the same thing.
No jealousy, no intrigue!
Song Yuanqiao spoke first, "Junior brother, we haven't learned this skill yet, you have to practice it hard."
"Yeah." Zhang Yange nodded solemnly.
In previous lives, there has always been a debate about who is stronger and who is weaker, Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu and Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.
Zhang Wuji achieved the ultimate level of Nine Yang Magic.
But no one knows what the limit of Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is. If the limit is Lao Zhang, it means that this technique is definitely not inferior to Jiu Yang.
As for why the other Seven Heroes failed to learn it.
That only shows that this skill requires too high a talent level.
The six of them left, and Mo Shenggu pushed Yu Daiyan.
At this time, only Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhang were left in Sanqing Hall.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Lao Zhang asked.
"have!"
"ask!"
"You won't have to keep a child's body forever with this technique, right?" Zhang Yange asked seriously.
"No need." Lao Zhang slapped Zhang Yange on the head in a funny way, "Listen up, you hozen!"
The entire process of teaching the exercises took half a month.
Lao Zhang directly taught him the entire technique.
Zhang Yange felt that his sixteen skill points were finally put to use.
After today, I, Zhang Yange, will be the second person in Wudang!
[Ding! It takes ten skill points to upgrade Pure Yang Wuji Kung to entry level!]
Hearing the system beep, he froze.
It seems that this second Wudang figure will have to wait a little longer...
[Ding! Pure Yang Wuji Gong has reached the entry level!]
Zhang Yange only felt hot all over, not hot, but warm.
He just feels that if he continues to practice, he will be immune to all diseases and poisons. This feeling is really great!
Wudang Mianzhang unfolded in his hands.
Just then Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu came to see Zhang Yange.
I saw him practicing Mianzhang, and Mo Shenggu asked Song Qingshu to silence him.
At this time, Wudang Mianzhang became another image among Zhang Yan's singers. His breath was long, and fallen leaves scattered wherever the wind of the palm touched.
He slapped the fallen leaves again
The fallen leaves were shattered by him!
Song Qingshu opened his mouth in surprise. He had seen his father use Cotton Palm, and this was probably the case.
My little uncle is so awesome!
The one who was most surprised was Mo Shenggu. How long has it been?
This kid's internal strength is so impressive!
Wudang is really about to become popular!
Zhang Yange lightly slapped a stone brick with his palm, and saw that the stone brick fell apart instantly.
Finally, Zhang Yange closed his palms and exhaled gently.
I almost didn't think so. When I smashed a piece of gravel into powder, Mianzhang should have entered the room.
"Xiaoba, if you keep doing this, we should roll down the mountain." Mo Shenggu said with a laugh.
"Brother Qi, don't say that. Maybe there will be something more surprising to you in the future..." Zhang Yange said with a smile. "What are you two doing here?"
"You know Wuji, right?" Mo Shenggu asked.
Zhang Yange nodded, and Mo Shenggu continued, "Wuji was struck by the Xuanming God's Palm, and for so many years, the master has used his inner strength to help him die.
Before you went up the mountain, Master planned to take him to Shaolin to exchange for Shaolin Nine Yang Kung. However, he was rejected by the group of monks in Shaolin.
In the end, the master had no choice but to meet someone from the Demon Cult and took Wuji to Butterfly Valley to seek medical treatment.
Unexpectedly, the medical fairy from Butterfly Valley actually helped Wuji alleviate his symptoms. When you were apprenticed, your master originally wanted to ask Wuji to go up the mountain and have some fun together.
But Dr. Hu had a weird personality, and we were all worried that he would not treat him again after Wuji went up the mountain, so we had to give up.
Master and we will send a lot of things to Wuji every month, this time you can either go down the mountain and meet Wuji?"
"Okay." Zhang Yange agreed without hesitation.
Seeing Zhang Yange agreeing so happily, Mo Shenggu smiled on his face.
Song Qingshu looked unhappy.
Mo Shenggu originally planned to compete with Zhang Yange, but after seeing his soft palm, he felt it was unnecessary.
Mo Qi went to prepare something for Zhang Wuji.
Only Zhang Yange and Song Qingshu were left.
Seeing the resentment on Song Qingshu's face, Zhang Yange kicked him.
"Wuji was seriously injured and his parents died early. Are you jealous of him?" Zhang Yange asked.
"I'm not as good as him. My father treats him better than he treats me." Song Qingshu lowered his head and said.
"Nonsense, in senior brother's heart, you must be the most important. If Wuji is in danger one day, senior brother will try his best to save him.
But if you are in danger, senior brother may even risk his own life." Zhang Yange didn't like preaching, so after saying that he thought this guy would continue to be like this, then he would be beaten.
A dutiful son emerges from under the stick!
If you have nothing to do, spank the child and treat it as exercise.
"What about my junior uncle? You think I'm important, and you say Zhang Wuji is important!" Song Qingshu asked while holding his tongue.