The Wudang Junior Master

"By the way, we should separate as well."

Zhang Wuling held the fish soup, blew on it, and said lightly.

The old Taoist priest’s birthday had passed, and the meeting was probably about to end, so it was naturally time for them to leave.

After hearing this, Zhang Lingyu and the others did not say anything. After all, this was something they had already known.

What's more, these three people were not active people, so Zhang Wuling's words did not receive a response.

Gulu gulu——

After finishing the fish soup in one gulp, Zhang Wuling sat on the ground and looked at the waterfall. "This place is nice and quiet."

Zhang Lingyu said, "If Junior Brother Wuling likes it, please come to my Tianshi Mansion more often in the future."

"Ha, your words are enough."

Lu Lin also said: "My Lu family also welcomes Taoist Zhang to visit at any time."

"Quite loyal."

Zhang Wuling looked at Xiao Zizai, who opened his eyes slightly and said calmly, "Shaolin is austere, I'm afraid you won't like it. If... one day I'm no longer in Shaolin, you're welcome to come find me."

Zhang Wuling laughed heartily and patted Xiao Zizai on the shoulder. "I knew Brother Xiao was a man of integrity!"

"You can use less force."

"Huh? Brother Xiao, you have a body of steel, and you can't stand it after just two hits?"

"......You'd better have some self-awareness."

I didn't realize how much time had passed in the mountains. Suddenly, water was flowing and the mountain breeze was blowing gently, but there was no sign of anyone.

Just as Zhang Wuling said, after the meeting of the older generation was over, everyone started to return.

Zhou Meng and Zhang Wuling were among the group that left relatively late. It was said that the various Taoist sects gathered together to discuss something in private.

In front of the gate of the Tianshi Mansion, Zhou Meng and Zhang Wuling were ready to leave, and the old Tianshi and Zhang Lingyu saw them off.

"Old Zhou, when you have time in the future, come and visit Longhu Mountain more often."

Zhou Meng said: "Maybe there's a chance. I'm old now and don't like to be bothered all the time. If you have anything, just contact me by phone. We can also meet by video."

"That's fine." The old Taoist priest smiled and looked at Zhang Wuling. "During this period, I'll have to trouble you to help train Lingyu."

Zhang Wuling clasped his fists and said, "Master, you are very polite. I have also learned a lot from fighting with Senior Brother Lingyu."

Apart from anything else, just the fact that I came to Longhu Mountain and learned the Golden Light Mantra was worth the trip.

As for thunder magic, there is no need to think about it.

Thunder magic is different from the Golden Light Curse. This is a skill that only the Heavenly Masters of all generations can master. Even other disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion cannot learn it, let alone people outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

What's more, if you want to learn thunder magic, you don't have to learn the Five Thunder Magic of Tianshi Mansion. Wudang Mountain also has a tradition of thunder magic.

Not only Tianshi Mansion and Wudang Mountain, but Shenxiao Sect and Maoshan also have their own thunder methods.

However, both Maoshan and Shenxiao Sect are relatively low-key, and their disciples rarely show up in public.

But this does not mean that these two factions are not good. Their respective inheritances are not weaker than those of other factions.

Zhang Wuling once heard Zhou Meng say that each school and sect actually has hidden masters, but they usually do not travel outside, so they have no reputation in the circle.

"Okay, it's getting late and we still have to catch the train." Zhou Meng said.

The two men said goodbye to the old Taoist priest, left along the mountain road and returned to Wudang Mountain.

On the way back to the Tianshi Mansion, the old Tianshi looked at Zhang Lingyu beside him and asked, "What do you think of Zhang Wuling?"

Zhang Lingyu glanced at his master and replied, "I feel that Junior Brother Wuling is incredibly talented and generous, and his cultivation is unfathomable, leaving no one behind."

"Yes." The old Taoist priest nodded. "This kid's talent is indeed very high, and his life cultivation is not weak either. Even compared with some of the older generation, he is not much behind."

As the birthday banquet ended and the guests left one after another, the Tianshi Mansion regained some peace and quiet.

"During this period of time, you have made great progress while practicing with Zhang Wuling in the back mountains. Once your cultivation is further consolidated, you can also learn thunder magic."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu was stunned. He didn't expect that his master would actually teach him thunder magic.

The significance of thunder magic is self-evident in Tianshi Mansion. Even if it is not the complete thunder magic, not everyone can learn it.

"Master, disciple..."

The old Heavenly Master glanced at Zhang Lingyu and interrupted, "Alright, stop wasting time. I have my reasons for teaching you the Thunder Technique. The mountain may not be peaceful at the moment, so it would be good for you to practice in seclusion on the mountain."

After leaving this sentence, the old Taoist priest walked away without giving Zhang Lingyu a chance to say anything more.

Zhang Lingyu looked at his master's back and bowed respectfully.

Huhu——

The high-speed rail runs through a mountainous area, with caves and paddy fields connected together, appearing and disappearing before your eyes.

In August, the rice in the fields is still green and yellow. Once the sun ripens it a little, it is time to harvest.

Whenever Zhang Wuling went out, he could often hear his advisor Zhou Meng sighing.

The development of science and technology is so rapid that the older generation, who have lived through the war and poverty, feel as if they are in a different world.

If someone had said back then that China could be as peaceful and prosperous as it is today, probably no one would have believed it.

Zhou Meng also lamented that in today's world, even if there were gods in heaven, they would be no more than this.

You can have whatever you want to eat, and you don’t need any supernatural powers to see and hear from afar, all you need is a mobile phone.

Flying in the clouds and traveling at great speeds by airplane and high-speed train are no longer just wishful thinking.

After listening to these words, Zhang Wuling could also understand the feelings of Zhou Meng and his elder generation.

At the same time, he could also feel that the train of the times was rolling forward, and no one could stop it, not even gods.

In the face of this power, humans are too weak.

It is precisely because he understood that even if he became an immortal, he could not be omnipotent, so Zhang Wuling has always been very low-key and humble since he started practicing.

He never thought of himself as very strong, even though few people could beat him.

Zhang Wuling sat in his seat with his hands in his pockets, looking at the rice fields outside, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

Gulu gulu——

A slender flight attendant came over pushing a snack cart.

Zhang Wuling quickly called him over and bought some snacks, drinks, and two buckets of instant noodles.

After the flight attendant left, Zhou Meng glared at Zhang Wuling and scolded him, "You little brat, these things are not very nutritious. You'll die if you don't eat any less."

"Hey, Master, try these potato chips. They have a nice barbecue flavor."

"Don't open it, I won't eat it!"

"Master, try this. I heard Lingyu say before that the old Heavenly Master often secretly buys snacks at the foot of the mountain. He's very trendy, and you can't be outdone, right? We have to keep up with the new era, as you always say."

After being fooled by Zhang Wuling, Zhou Meng still tried it, and then he took the potato chips, one, two, three or four pieces, and they disappeared in his mouth.

"Ahem, boy, these potato chips are good. Bring some to me, your master, when you have the chance."

Zhang Wuling was biting a big chicken leg in his mouth. He gave a thumbs up when he heard it, indicating that it was okay.