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Chapter Ten: Cunning Master, Poor Apprentice

Hearing Song Feng's answer, Qingmu couldn't hide the joy in his heart. He said "good apprentice" several times, and even wanted to say immediately that I would hand over Wudang to you from now on.

"I wonder if Master has any other instructions?" Seeing that Qingmu was still immersed in joy, Song Feng asked helplessly, hoping to leave the Master who was acting particularly strange today as soon as possible, and was afraid that he would ask some strange questions again.

"Haha! Yes, and it is a very important matter! Sit down!" Seeing that Song Feng had been standing in front of him respectfully, Aoki was in a good mood now that his plot had succeeded. He pointed to the Taishi chair next to him and said with a smile.

"Yes!" Seeing that the master was so abnormal, Song Feng became more and more uneasy. He sat on the Taishi chair with half his butt trembling with fear. Song Feng, who was used to seeing big winds and waves, actually felt a little cold sweat. After all, the master has always been very strict and selfless in his eyes.

. Now he talks to me so kindly, and even politely asks me to sit down to talk. It is really an iron tree blooming, which is rare to see in a thousand years.

"Since the founder of the Wudang Sect seven hundred years ago, the founder Zhang Sanfeng, under the leadership of the ancestor, the Wudang Sect has gradually developed from an unknown small sect to a sect that can keep pace with Shaolin, which has a history of thousands of years. The legendary ancestor

Master has passed away a long time ago, but that is not the case."

"Why is Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng still alive!" As a master in the secular world, Song Feng knew a few things about the world of cultivation, but he could not imagine the news that Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, who was over seven hundred years old, was still alive.

"Yes, Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage hundreds of years ago and is almost immortal!" Qingmu waved his hand to stop Song Feng who was about to speak in surprise. He continued to speak with a look of reverence and yearning.

: "Just a few days ago, Master Zhang Sanfeng shattered the void and traveled to the immortal world. It's so exciting!". For everyone who steps into the world of cultivation, the biggest wish in life is to shatter the void and travel to the immortal world.

Same life.

"Master, is the legendary fairyland real?" As Song Feng, who has received the most knowledge about modern society, although he can understand that cultivators can extend their lifespan, he cannot understand that there is really a broken void and a person who ascends in the daytime.

legend.

Looking at Song Feng who looked surprised and confused, Qingmu said with a longing look on his face: "Yes, that is what I want most in my life as a teacher! Mingde, tomorrow the master will take you to the Immortal Family of the Wudang Sect in the back mountain.

The cave is where the predecessors of the Wudang sect have devoted themselves to training!"

"Ah, really!" Song Feng suddenly had a look of surprise on his face. He had also heard that the Back Mountain Forbidden Area was the place where legendary figures of the Wudang Sect practiced training. However, as a first-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, Song Feng had never had the opportunity to come into contact with that mysterious place.

, now that Qingmu wants to take him to the legendary Immortal Cave of the Wudang Sect, how can he not be extremely excited! Even though he has experienced many storms and waves in the human world, as a martial arts practitioner, Song Feng is truly attracted to him.

His specialty is martial arts. And those seniors who stayed in the Immortal Family Cave were all once powerful figures, and now they are already top-notch figures. If they can get even a little bit of guidance from them, I am afraid that

There will be endless enjoyment in a lifetime! Poor our hero Song has fallen deeply into the fantasy of martial arts secrets flying to him from all over the sky!

"Ahem!" Aoki's light cough finally made Song Feng come back to his senses and said with an embarrassed look, "Thank you, master!"

"Haha, you are also lucky! Our Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng's disciple is going to join the secular world and practice, and he wants you to introduce him to the worldly situation and some worldly ways of life!" Aoki even said with a slightly jealous voice. Joking, cultivation

You are not using this method. You have been isolated from the world for too long, otherwise it would be your turn to get such a good job! Fortunately, this boy Mingde is still filial, and I am not at a disadvantage! Aoki secretly thought in his heart

thought.

"What! The disciple of the Patriarch!" Song Feng opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. After a full stick of incense, Song Feng closed his huge mouth, and after another stick of incense, he came back to his senses.

I came to understand what happened. Song Feng, who had long since matured, also instantly understood Aoki’s strange words and actions before. Yes, go teach the second-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, the disciple of the founder, isn’t that baby like running water?

Of course, Song Feng didn't dare to hit the table, kicked the stool and said: "Damn it, you dare to call me! Are you tired of living!" After all, the person in front of him looks like a fairy on the surface.

The old god in the eyes of the world is the master who raised him since he was a child. Song Feng just glanced at the master who usually sat high up with a very obscure look and said: "Disciple, obey!"

How could Qingmu, who had entered the realm of being transformed into a god by secular people, not notice Song Feng’s sad eyes that flashed across his body, and how could he not understand the meaning of that look. But our leader Qingmu

He just pretended that he didn't see anything, and his expression didn't change at all. It really reached the level of the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face. He just said lightly: "Then Mingde, you go back and get ready. Qingteng will be here at noon tomorrow."

Uncle Master will take you there! Now step back!"

"Yes!" Song Feng respectfully withdrew.

As a result, Zhang Hupan lived a dual life of teacher and student. In the morning, Zhang Hupan taught the old Wudang Taoist priests the mysteries of the Way of Heaven and the secrets of the Immortal Family. In the afternoon, he listened to Song Feng explain the customs and habits of today's society, and the sophistication of people.

I am very satisfied with my gains. Since listening to Zhang Hupan's explanation, the old Taoist priests in Wudang have risen straight up like a rocket. They are so happy that they smile every day and stick to Zhang Hupan like marshmallows all day long. Of course, their level of flattery is also high.

Just like their cultivation, they were rising straight up. When Zhang Hupan saw the great progress of Wudang disciples, he also experienced the joy of becoming a teacher for the first time. Of course, Lao Jianghu Song Feng's explanation also opened a magical door to Zhang Hupan, who had never seen the world.

Window to the world, Zhang Hupan listens to Song Feng's lectures with great interest like a primary school student every day. Of course, he occasionally asks some very naive and ignorant questions.

Only poor Song Feng thought that when he entered the cave of the Immortal Family in the back mountain, he did not expect that the masters, ancestors, and others would reward him with some elixirs, or at least give him some tips on martial arts, but he did not expect that

Those martial arts seniors have no time to pay attention to him now, they will only pester Grandmaster Zhang Hupan. What is even more disgusting is that the young Taoist priest in front of him, who is said to be over a hundred years old, keeps asking questions

Some idiot questions. Imagine asking a fifty-year-old hero who is highly respected by the world to teach a student whose emotional intelligence is only at the level of a kindergarten child. What’s even more terrifying is that the student in front of him cannot hit or scold him.

We must maintain a respectful attitude at all times. How can this not make Comrade Song Feng feel like he is living in dire straits? How can he not go crazy? If you are a thoughtful person, you will definitely find that Song Feng has not only become much older these days, but even his hair has grown.

It was a lot sparser. Of course, if it was a paid lesson, Song Feng might be able to feel more balanced, but after teaching for several days, the patriarch in front of him didn't even mention the reward. Poor Song Feng had to accept the torture of the master every time he went back.

, personal search, I really don’t know what the laws of nature are!

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