Lao Zhang was pacing back and forth with a smile on his face.
Song Yuanqiao first talked about Zhang Wuji's situation, and then talked about Zhang Yange's killing of the six bandits alone.
"This hozen is really brave." Lao Zhang said with a smile.
Wuji's injury is stable, so the hozen has done such a big thing, how can it make him unhappy?
"Eighth brother, this time you have really embarrassed our Wudang." Yu Er's serious face also showed a smile.
"Elder brother, I would like to read the seventh brother's letter again," Yu Daiyan said. Zhang Yange was not on the mountain during this period, and he always felt that something was missing.
Yin Liting took the letter and placed it in front of Yu Daiyan.
"People say I have a good brain, but compared to my eighth brother, I'm still a little behind." Zhang Songxi said with a smile.
If he weren't in the Sanqing Palace, Song Qingshu would have wanted to jump up and scream twice. Even if he didn't jump up, he still waved his fist excitedly.
"What are you messing around with! Look at your junior uncle, who is only three or four years older than you, and has already earned such a reputation for Wudang. Look at you again!" Song Yuanqiao lectured.
"Brother, Qingshu has grown a lot during this time." Yin Liting said with a smile.
"Indeed, Qing Shu's martial arts has improved a lot." Yu Er also said.
Yu Er said that the progress is not small, but it is really not small.
"It's a good thing that Qingshu has a good relationship with his junior uncle! Among the three generations of disciples, Qingshu is good." Lao Zhang also said.
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao also had a smile on his face.
However, he still felt that Song Qingshu was a little doted on by his mother, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.
After everyone left the Sanqing Hall, Song Qingshu was surrounded by a group of third-generation disciples.
In the past, these third-generation disciples had a normal relationship with Song Qingshu, and they always felt that because of Song Yuanqiao, he always acted with a higher level of ambition.
But since Zhang Yange came, he has been very kind to these third-generation disciples. If they don't understand anything about martial arts, Zhang Yange will explain it to them impatiently as long as they ask.
He will also help solve any problems in life.
Song Qingshu has always regarded Zhang Yange as his role model, so he began to get closer to these third-generation disciples.
These third-generation disciples are also beginning to be willing to contact him.
"Senior Brother Qingshu, tell us about Junior Uncle's killing of the six major bandits."
"Yeah, we've only heard a rough idea."
"Senior Brother Qingshu!"
"Okay! Let me tell you." Song Qingshu said proudly.
"It starts with a wedding banquet... In the end, the junior uncle brought the three people to the grave, asked them to apologize and then killed them." Song Qingshu said very wonderfully.
The three generations of disciples all said with admiration, "Uncle Junior is so handsome!"
"I want to study hard and not embarrass Wudang or my junior uncle."
"Well! The entrance examination is coming soon. You have to work hard and don't embarrass our little martial uncle Wudang." Song Qingshu said to them.
On the second day, Yu Lianzhou discovered that the energy and spirit of his disciples were different when they were practicing martial arts. In the past, he needed to supervise them, but today he didn't need them at all.
He glanced at the most serious Song Qingshu.
You can probably guess the reason.
Junior Brother, Junior Brother!
You are not in Wudang, but you can still influence these disciples. It is really amazing.
A smile appeared on Yu Er's face.
This was the first time he smiled in front of three generations of disciples.
Zhang Yange and Mo Shenggu arrived in Wudang three days later. At Zhang Yange's suggestion, they brought many gifts to everyone.
As soon as they went up the mountain, Song Yuanqiao took them to see Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang, who was in seclusion, told Song Yuanqiao that if Xiao Zhang came back, he would tell him. It was obvious that Lao Zhang really missed him.
"Master." Zhang Yange and Mo Qi saluted together.
"It's been a tough journey in Shenggu." Lao Zhang said with a smile, "You are so brave, you monkey, you dare to go to trouble the six bandits all by yourself."
"I didn't learn this from you. When you killed hundreds of thieves by yourself, it was like drinking water.
As your disciples, what are the six of you afraid of?" Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Lao Zhang was amused and laughed.
Song Qingshu: My little uncle is really full of courage!
The Six Heroes looked at each other and said, let alone them, even Zhang Cuishan, the master's favorite in the past, would not dare to talk to the master like this.
"Yan Ge, you have a heavy burden on you, don't be impulsive." Lao Zhang laughed and warned.
"Yeah." Zhang Yange naturally didn't hide anything from them.
He explained to everyone how he decided to go to the ruined temple alone after learning about the strength of the six people in Banshan Town.
Song Qingshu: The young master’s uncle is both wise and brave. He is indeed a role model for me in Wudang!
"Not bad, not bad." Lao Zhang nodded with satisfaction.
After everyone chatted for a long time, Lao Zhang went to retreat.
Xiao Zhang was ready to go back and rest.
Song Qingshu originally wanted to follow, but Song Yuanqiao reprimanded, "Your junior uncle has just returned to the mountain. Let him have a good rest. Don't disturb him today!"
Xiao Song looked at Zhang Yange aggrievedly.
Zhang Yange took out the gifts for several senior brothers from the package, and finally took out a long sword.
Song Qingshu looked at the long sword excitedly.
Before going down the mountain, Zhang Yange asked him what he wanted, and he said he wanted a good sword.
"Do you like it?" Zhang Yange handed it to Song Qingshu and asked.
"I like it! I like it!" Song Qingshu took it excitedly. The long sword was indeed a good sword out of its sheath.
Back in his small courtyard, Zhang Yange practiced Wuji Kung Fu for a week and then felt completely exhausted.
After another Wudang fist and palm blow, he fell asleep.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Wudang's internal examination has begun.
This is the rule that Yu Er took the initiative to propose.
Every autumn, Wudang will ask three generations of disciples to take an assessment. If they fail to meet the requirements, they can only work with the Taoist Taoist priests.
This put pressure on the disciples, and they took their daily martial arts practice a lot more seriously.
Naturally, Lao Zhang will not appear in retreat, but the Seven Heroes of Wudang will all attend. When they see talented disciples, they will make exceptions and recruit direct disciples.
This is how Gu Xuzi was accepted as a disciple by Yu Daiyan.
Seeing that the time was up, Song Yuanqiao encouraged his disciples and asked them to start practicing.
Song Qingshu was the first to take the stage, holding the sword given to him by Zhang Yange.
He can perform both Wudang Changquan and Wudang Swordsmanship with style.
Yu Er nodded with satisfaction. Song Yuanqiao was happy in his heart, but he didn't want to show it on his face.
Finally, Yu Er encouraged Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Yange.
What he wants most is to be recognized by Zhang Yange.
"Not bad." Zhang Yange said.
When Song Qingshu heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
After Gu Xuzi came to Song Qingshu, in addition to practicing martial arts every day, he also had to take care of Yu Daiyan's daily life.
But he never put down his martial arts. Apart from being a little rusty in swordsmanship, he was really impeccable in other aspects.
Yu Lianzhou was naturally not polite and told him all his problems with swordsmanship one by one.