The deputy headmaster of Wudang smiled and said: "Headmaster Xuanyang, you don't have to be polite, just call me Yungan. Although Huang Daxian Temple was founded only a short time ago, it is not too strong in the supernatural world. But in the southern part of China and The overseas Nanyang Chinese community has huge influence. As far as secular forces are concerned, our Wudang is far behind. Maybe even the Taoist giants cannot compare to your Wong Tai Sin Temple."
Having said this, he paused and looked at Fu Yang: "Of course, Headmaster Xuanyang is also an elder of the giant sect. It's really admirable! At such a young age, not only is his magic power so powerful, he is already at the peak of the Seven Immortals. With so much halo, it makes me feel inferior."
This compliment is truly sincere.
Fu Yang felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.
Mr. Xiong folded his arms next to him: "Old Taoist priest, when you talk like this, aren't you afraid that your Zhenwu Emperor will punish you? Mr. Fu is a hypocrite who seems to be innocent, but is actually very sinister. You praise him so much, but you are ignorant. You have a conscience. Uh-huh..."
Before the damn fat cat could finish his words, Fu Yang covered his mouth and grabbed him into his arms, pinching his soft belly hard.
Then he looked at the deputy headmaster of Wudang in embarrassment and said, "Fellow Taoist Yungan, this guy is just talking nonsense. Just ignore him."
Taoist Yun Gan smiled and nodded.
Then, he talked with Ah Huang again and expressed his greetings to the headmaster of Longhu Mountain. After all, Ah Huang is a disciple of the headmaster of Longhu Mountain, and his status is also extremely high!
Seeing that the atmosphere was harmonious, Fu Yang hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Fellow Taoist Yun Gan, I would like to take the liberty to ask. What method does your sect use to enable people who have no talent for cultivation to practice magic? Can... ...also help my apprentice?"
Although he knew that it might be a bit abrupt, he still wanted to give it a try given the opportunity.
After all, if Lin Wushuang wants to be able to practice magic, the refining materials for the "Ling Qi Pill" may have to be found for some time. And it seems that his third apprentice can't wait any longer!
When Fu Yang asked this question, Lin Wushuang next to him was even more moved. Master always takes him into consideration!
Originally, he was just an ordinary martial artist. Even if he stood at the pinnacle that ordinary mortals could reach, he was still far behind compared to a powerful practitioner who could practice magic.
Especially a big shot like the Deputy Headmaster of Wudang, it was impossible for him to get in touch with him before. Now, the master is asking for help for him.
"this……"
Taoist Yungan showed a look of embarrassment on his face.
He hesitated for a while, sighed, and finally said to Fu Yang: "Fellow Taoist Xuanyang, I'm afraid it's hard for me to agree to this. It's not that I don't want to, but... I don't even know how to do it myself. In fact, even the headmaster brother may not know it clearly."
What?!
As soon as the deputy headmaster of Wudang said these words, the four people present at Fu Yangfang were shocked.
Especially Mr. Xiong's damn fat cat, he shouted loudly: "Old man, you are the deputy master of the Wudang Sect? Even you don't know how to do it? You also said that even the master of Wudang doesn't know. This is ridiculous. Right? Could it be that this sword fighting conference is a lie?"
Bang bang bang!
It received three consecutive slaps from Fu Yang on its head. It hugged its head and shut up angrily. It whispered: "Xiao He'er is not here, so you are bullying me like this. Just wait! I will let Xiao He'er do it by then. I’ll teach you a lesson.”
Ah Huang was speechless: "Why us? I didn't hit you!"
Mr. Xiong said plausibly: "I don't care!"
Ah Huang: "Okay, that's the case. Then I'll strike first..."
Bang bang bang!
Ah Huang was slapped three more times on the buttocks. The fat cat was so angry that it pounced on Ah Huang with a "meow" sound and bit Ah Huang's hand.
A flurry of things.
Fu Yang and Taoist Yungan looked at each other, both smiling bitterly.
After the two jokers had enough, Daoist Yun Qian revealed the reason... Although this matter is considered a secret of the Wudang Sect, it is not too top-secret. There are still some strong people in the supernatural world who know about it.
In the back mountain of Wudang Sect, there is a mysterious forbidden place called Zhenwu Cave!
Legend has it that this Zhenwu Cave is also the place where Zhang Sanfeng, the founding founder of the Wudang sect, passed away.
Before his death, Zhang Sanfeng told Zhang Cuifeng, the next generation of Wudang master who took over, that after his death, Wudang's ten-year sword fighting competition would continue to be held.
Zhang Cuifeng is puzzled because only Master Zhang Sanfeng has the ability to allow people without cultivation talents to practice magic!
But if the master passes away now, what's the point of the sword fighting conference?
When Zhang Sanfeng told him, don't worry. As long as the three winners of the sword fighting competition are sent to the Zhenwu Cave, they will naturally be able to unlock their cultivation talents!
But from now on, the Zhenwu Cave has become a forbidden area for Wudang, and no one, including the headmaster of Wudang, is allowed to step inside. Otherwise, it will be deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, and everyone in Wudang disciples will be killed.
There is also a rule that only the winner of the sword fighting competition who willingly joins Wudang can enter the Zhenwu Cave.
It seems that the old immortal Zhang Sanfeng is wise! He has already anticipated that the winner of the sword fighting competition will have an accident.
After leaving these last words to Zhang Cuifeng, he transformed into an immortal and passed away.
From then on, the Wudang Sword Fighting Conference was held as usual. And every time the three winners were personally sent to the entrance of Zhenwu Cave by Wudang senior officials, they then walked in...
Generally, after seven days, the three of them will walk out of the cave, reborn as if they were reborn, possessing the talent for cultivation!
Not only that, his cultivation speed is much faster than that of ordinary Wudang disciples.
Moreover, he is also very loyal to the Wu-Tang Clan!
In the hundreds of years since Wudang was founded, in many wars against evil spirits and heretics, these disciples who obtained their cultivation talents from the "Zhenwu Cave" have always been at the forefront. On weekdays, they are also very protective of Wudang...
But what exactly happened in Zhenwu Cave? What did they see? How did they obtain the talent for cultivation?
But they all kept silent!
As a result, the existence of Zhenwu Cave has become an open top secret of the Wudang Sect.
But no one can get in!
During the years when Zhang Cuifeng was the head master, a Wudang great elder once curiously asked him: Is it possible that ancestor Zhang Sanfeng has not passed away and is still practicing silently in Zhenwu Cave?
Zhang Cuifeng clearly denied this!
As Zhang Sanfeng's only direct disciple, he knew very well his master's temper and would never play the trick of "faking death". What's more, Zhang Sanfeng died in front of Zhang Cuifeng. He saw it with his own eyes.