If you have not met Zhang Sanfeng, it would be a good choice to go to Wudang Mountain and directly worship Song Yuanqiao as your teacher.
Zhang Yange was actually ready to start as a Taoist boy. But now that Zhang Sanfeng was so close, he inevitably had other ideas.
"You don't want to?" Zhang Sanfeng asked after seeing that he didn't respond for a long time.
"I have an impatient temper, and I will retaliate. Don't you think it would be better to take me under your seat and discipline me personally?" Zhang Yange asked shamelessly. "Actually, I am quite talented..."
Zhang Sanfeng lived for more than a hundred years, but he had never seen such a monkey.
He was stunned for a long time, then he knocked Zhang Yange on the head and laughed, "You monkey!"
Zhang Sanfeng didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.
Zhang Yange had a smile on his face.
With Zhang Sanfeng's status in the martial arts, he naturally had to be cautious when accepting apprentices. He couldn't agree just because of Zhang Yange's few words.
But he also liked this boy from the bottom of his heart.
Along the way, Zhang Sanfeng gave Zhang Yange an opportunity.
If you can convince him, there is still hope for Wudang Xiaoba.
If you can't, just call Senior Brother Song Qingshu!
"Zhenzhen Zhang, let me get the luggage and everything." Zhang Yange took it directly and saluted.
Zhang Sanfeng was not polite and handed it over to him directly.
He watched Zhang Yange easily carry his luggage, and a hint of smile flashed in his eyes.
After Zhang Sanfeng killed those Tatars before, they planned to leave.
But the young man dug a pit for each of the Tatars and buried them simply. He cut the horse meat into pieces and hung them on the tree.
Zhang Sanfeng asked him puzzledly why he did this.
Zhang Yange smiled and replied, "By burying them, we don't want their bodies to be exposed in the wilderness. We will fight with them until death. But after they die, the grudges will be over."
As for the horse meat, there are many refugees in the nearby jungle. They are very timid and they dare not take the whole horse.
This kind of horse meat can be taken back directly to feed them for several meals."
Because of this answer, Zhang Sanfeng was willing to give this young man a chance. Zhang Yange did not do this because of Zhang Sanfeng. The previous Batu was also buried by him.
Distributing horsemeat to refugees is also sincere.
The three of them went on the road. Zhang Yange looked at Zhou Zhiruo and asked, "Little girl, I don't know your name yet?"
Zhou Zhiruo said, "My surname is Zhou and I was born in Zhijiang. My father calls me..."
"Zhou Zhijiang?" Zhang Yange simply wanted to tease the little girl.
"It's Zhiruo!" the little girl said angrily.
"Zhou Zhiruo, such a nice name."
"My father started this..."
"Where's your dad?"
"Dead." She hid her sadness very well along the way, and even helped Zhang Sanfeng take care of Zhang Wuji.
But she is also a little girl who has just lost her father.
"Sorry, sorry." Zhang Yange said.
Seeing the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, Zhang Yange put his hand on the top of her head.
"If you are sad, just cry. This will make you feel better. The world is really fucked up, but if a sad little girl is allowed to hold her grievances and pain in her heart and cannot even cry, it is really unjustifiable!"
Maybe Zhang Yange’s hands are very warm
Perhaps his tone was very gentle!
Zhou Zhiruo could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart and cried directly.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak at the side. His thoughts were all on Zhang Wuji, so he would inevitably neglect the little girl.
In addition, this little girl is indeed sensible. People will inevitably ignore sensible people. They always feel that they don't need anything, and only those who can cry have milk to eat.
Since the little girl cried, her attitude towards Zhang Yange has become much closer.
In the past, Zhou Zhiruo would occasionally mention Zhang Wuji on the road, but since Zhang Yange joined, she rarely mentioned it.
The three of them walked all the way from Xiangyang to Wudang Mountain.
Zhang Sanfeng does not pay much attention to the taste of food, but he pays great attention to health preservation.
In the past, when we were sleeping in the open air in Feng Dinner, the old Taoist priest would kill a few Tatars to relieve his boredom.
Naturally, there is no chance to maintain health, but since Zhang Yange joined, Zhang Sanfeng has been very satisfied with his meals.
Zhang Yange looked at the smile of the old Taoist priest while drinking porridge.
As if seeing Zhang Sanfeng, favorability level 1
After dinner in the evening, Zhang Sanfeng finished breathing.
Zhou Zhiruo found that the old Taoist priest was in a hurry before, but since Zhang Yange joined, he was no longer in a hurry.
"Boy, show me your skills." Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to do. The chicken soup in the evening was delicious. He thought he should thank this boy.
"I only learned one set of sword techniques and the Tantric Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu." Zhang Yange knew there was no need to hide anything like this.
At Zhang Sanfeng's level, he really doesn't care much about tantric things. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu sounds very powerful, but what about the tenth-level Golden Wheel?
At most, it's at the level of Wujue...
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?" Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously. He had heard Guo Xiang talk about this technique. "How did you learn this Dragon Elephant Kung Fu?"
Zhang Yange then told about his adventure in the cave. After listening, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "You have a lot of luck, kid."
"Let me demonstrate this Dragon Elephant Skill to you, and you can give me some pointers." Zhang Yange was very generous to the old Taoist priest.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and shook his head, "This matter is not urgent. Is that set of swordsmanship the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Sword you mentioned?"
"Yeah, but this set of sword skills is not complete." Zhang Yange picked up the short knife and said.
"This Five Tiger Door-Breaking Sword is a unique skill of Qinjiazhai in Yunzhou during the Northern Song Dynasty. It was created by a certain village owner.
There are sixty-four moves in the complete set of sword skills. Later, the descendants of the Qin family forgot about the five moves of the white tiger leaping into the stream, howling in the wind, cutting and leaping freely, dominating the mountains, lying on an elephant and defeating a lion, and only fifty-nine moves were handed down.
Two moves, Crossing the River with a Bearing Child and Keeping the Righteousness, were lost, leaving only fifty-seven moves.
In the end, the Song Dynasty was destroyed, and this swordsmanship also disappeared from the world. Come and have a look!" Zhang Sanfeng said with all his treasures.
Zhang Yange picked up the dagger, and the young man's temperament when holding the knife immediately changed.
"Brother Zhang, come on!" Zhou Zhiruo said from the side.
Zhang Yange taught her the word "come on".
The dagger dodges like a young tiger's claws!
Split, collapse, hook, hook, lift, chop, wipe, stamp. After reaching the first level of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, Zhang Yange felt even more comfortable using this sword technique.
At first, Zhang Sanfeng just wanted to give some advice.
After all, the old Taoist priest felt that no matter how powerful Zhang Yange was, he might not be able to understand the essence of this sword technique at his age.
But Zhang Sanfeng didn't react until Zhang Yange sheathed the knife.
"Master, do I need some advice?" Zhang Yange asked with his eyes wide open.
Zhang Sanfeng was free and easy by nature, he smiled and said, "It's the old Taoist who underestimated you. Since you already understand the true meaning of this set of sword techniques, there is no point in giving advice."