Then... what exactly is there in the Zhenwu Cave? Can the winners of generations of sword fighting tournaments enter it and be reborn, and gain the talent for cultivation?
No one knows!
Zhang Cuifeng doesn't know, and neither does his next head coach. The current head coach still doesn't know.
After Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang went through three generations of masters including Zhang Cuifeng. All of them were extremely curious about Zhenwu Cave, but did not dare to enter it.
After all, no one dares to violate Zhang Sanfeng’s will!
Therefore, Zhenwu Cave is like a huge secret.
The Wu-Dang Clan has kept this secret from generation to generation, performing corresponding tasks, but they don’t know what the root cause and the truth are...
"So, fellow Taoist Xuanyang, I have no way to tell you what Wudang's secret method is, nor can I help the disciple unlock his cultivation talent. Because this itself is a secret of the Wudang sect. A secret that no one knows!"
Taoist Yungan was also a little helpless, and shook his head with a wry smile.
After Fu Yang and others heard this, they were also extremely surprised. They didn't expect that there was such a secret behind the Wudang Sword Fighting Conference!
I have to say that Zhang Sanfeng is really mysterious.
Of course, in fact, in the history of the Chinese supernatural world, any person who can create a sect that has been passed down to this day, and whose name has been passed down through the ages, is not a simple character!
Mr. Xiong started to yell again: "Zhang Sanfeng must not be dead yet. That guy must be hiding in Zhenwu Cave! If you don't believe me, go in and take a look."
Well……
Taoist Yungan was speechless, holding back his displeasure: "We in Wudang have confirmed this internally. Patriarch Sanfeng is definitely no longer in the earthly world."
Mr. Xiong chuckled: "Believe him! Zhang Sanfeng is such a bad old man."
Taoist Yungan's expression changed, as if he was suppressing his anger.
Isn't this nonsense? Anyone who is slandered by such a three-no monster in front of the worshiped Patriarch will be angry.
So Fu Yang very wisely raised his leg and kicked it...
ah!!!
Mr. Xiong let out a scream, drew an arc in the air like a meat ball, and then flew out of the Wudang main hall.
Ahem.
Fu Yang coughed twice and apologized in a dumbfounded way: "This damn fat cat is so open-minded. He doesn't have a bad heart, and he didn't mean to slander the Sanfeng Patriarch of your sect. Please bear with me."
What else can Taoist Yungan say?
I can only nod: "Well, I won't argue with a cat demon with an intellectual disability."
"Who do you think is mentally deficient? You are the only one who has an intellectual disability. Your whole family is mentally deficient. Don't think that I can't hear you even if I'm outside the door!"
Master Xiong's voice sounded outside the hall.
Fu Yang and Ah Huang covered their faces in pain at the same time... I really don't want to be friends with this guy anymore! Forget it.
After chatting with Taoist Yungan for another hour, Fu Yang planned to stand up and leave.
Since Lin Wushuang can't ask Wudang to help unlock his cultivation talent, there is no point in staying here any longer. What's more, the main task of coming out this time is to help Ah Huang understand more family secrets and find Huang Lishan's place in the distance. The family secret treasure from Feng Taoist!
After saying goodbye to Taoist Yungan, Fu Yang and others left the main hall and went down the mountain accompanied by Elder Lishi.
"Master, can I go to Shenlongjia with you?"
Lin Wushuang looked very yearning.
But Fu Yang shook his head: "My dear disciple, this is not because Master doesn't want you to go there on purpose. The Shenlongjiahui Immortal Valley is a famous and dangerous place in the supernatural world. Even if an ordinary supernatural expert goes there, it will be very bad.
Young Master! Although your two uncles and I are quite powerful in magic, we are worried that we will not be able to take care of you."
All right……
Lin Wushuang understood and did not dare to disobey his master's order.
Fu Yang patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much about it. When I accepted you as my disciple, I already said that I would help you reborn and unlock your talent for cultivation. Eighty percent of the materials for refining the Spirit Pill have been collected.
.As for the last few things, I have asked people to speed up the search."
"Thank you so much, Master, for your great kindness, which I cannot repay in return!"
Lin Wushuang was moved to tears.
As he learned more and more about the supernatural world, he became very aware of how precious this "Ling Qi Pill" was. And how many connections and resources Fu Yang used to find it.
Fu Yang thought for a while: "By the way, if you don't want to go back to Shanghai and still want to travel around for training, you can go to the Northeast to have a look! Your senior brother has been there for a long time, and there has been no news and no contact.
Go. I'm a little worried. If you go to Northeast China, you can see if you can contact your senior brother."
Of course he was talking about Gu Xiaole.
Of Fu Yang's three current apprentices, his favorite is of course Zheng Na. That little girl is not only his savior, but she has also shared joys and sorrows with him in Bangkok for a long time.
The most reassuring person is Lin Wushuang. After all, before entering the supernatural world, Lin Wushuang already held a high position in the martial arts world and was relatively calm in his work.
The one who worried him the most was Gu Xiaole... He had lived a very miserable life since childhood. After becoming his master, he also practiced hard. Although he was the senior brother, he actually received the least care from Fu Yang.
He had previously said he would go to Northeast China for some exercise, but there has been no news. Fu Yang felt a little worried.
Since Lin Wushuang has to wander around this time, it would be better for him to go to the northeast and look for Gu Xiaole.
"Yes, Master! Then the disciple will go to the northeast to see if he can find any trace of Senior Brother."
"That's very good. Master, here is a relatively basic volume of Maoshan Sect spells, as well as some spells of my Shushan Ghost Sect. Although you can't practice it yet, you can take a look at it first and learn some theoretical knowledge. There are also some
Take the talisman I made for you with you, just in case."
Fu Yang gave Lin Wushuang some things for learning and self-defense, and the master and apprentice said goodbye again.
"Little Yoko, you have a lot of time as a master. You are not as careful and attentive as my master! Haha."
Ah Huang hooked his shoulders, looked at Lin Wushuang's retreating back, and sighed in his tone.
Fu Yang pursed his lips: "Master leads me in, cultivation is personal. You and I are different. You are a disciple of Longhu Mountain, and your master taught you step by step from the beginning. You are used to this more systematic practice.
Model. I myself am a wild person, and I have come step by step to where I am today. Of course, my disciples also need to follow their own path. I only need to grasp their general direction."
Ah Huang shrugged: "Well, you always have a point."
Mr. Xiong's voice sounded: "Nonsense! What is that, Mr. Fu? You can pull off the little prince by pretending to be a scumbag!"
Fu Yang: "Damn fat cat...when did you give me such a lot of titles again?"
Mr. Xiong: "You are responsible! Humph. I left and went to Shenlongjiahui Immortal Valley to find Yaofeng. I am also very curious about what the secret treasure of Huang Xiaozi's family is. I always feel that there is something shocking.
secret."
So, the trio of shemales headed towards the Shenlongjia... (End of Chapter 4)