The Wudang Junior Master

"Can't get any bigger?"

Hong Yin was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and looked at the Qimen game under Zhang Wuling's feet.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Zhang Wuling's process of mastering Fenghou Qimen was very smooth. This smoothness was normal, but it shouldn't be so normal.

Seeing that Zhang Wuling didn't seem to be affected at all, Hong Yin sat on the bed in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Master-uncle?"

Hearing the cry, Hong Yin came back to his senses, "It's okay. Well, now that you have mastered Fenghou Qimen, my wish has been fulfilled. I have no regrets."

The sunlight coming in from the window fell on Hong Yin. Her white clothes were like snow and her white hair was like frost. She looked like a dead tree growing in the cold winter, lonely, cold and sad.

The body that was originally hunched seemed to bend even more and became relaxed.

The dust is jumping and people are like rotten wood.

Hong Yin didn't say anything else. Zhang Wuling successfully mastered Fenghou Qimen. Nothing unexpected happened, and he had nothing else to do.

When I walked out of the room, Zhou Meng was standing in the yard.

Seeing Zhang Wuling coming out, Zhou Meng asked, "Got it?"

"Ah."

"It seems to be going smoothly. As long as it goes smoothly, that's good." Zhou Meng dispersed his worries without letting anyone know.

"Okay, now you should take a good rest. Once your master is done with his work, you will have to start your retreat."

Before going down the mountain, Guo Xiu told Zhang Wuling that in addition to Fenghou Qimen, he would also inherit the Danjian.

Therefore, Zhang Wuling was already prepared, but...

"Master, has the murderer been caught?"

Zhou Meng waved, and the two of them walked out of the yard. After no one was around, he spoke, "We found it, but something unexpected happened."

"Is the murderer very strong?" Zhang Wuling asked.

"No." Zhou Meng said in a deep voice: "Although the murderer is quite powerful, he is not to the point where Wudang cannot defeat him."

Afterwards, Zhou Meng told Zhang Wuling about what had happened in Western Shu.

After listening to this, Zhang Wuling frowned and said, "This is an organized and powerful organization."

"Okay, don't worry about these things." Zhou Meng stopped and said seriously: "What you should do now is to practice well. We old bones are not dead yet, and it's not your turn to deal with bloody things for the time being."

These words seemed to show concern, but Zhang Wuling heard something more from his master's tone.

Obviously, during the pursuit of the murderer, the master discovered something, but had no intention of letting himself know or even getting involved.

For the next two days, Zhang Wuling basically practiced on his own.

Wang Ye returned home. His master Guo Xiu was nowhere to be seen, and no one knew where Tu Junfang had gone. Even his master Zhou Meng was often missing.

As for Taoist Master Yunlong, he is also very busy.

In the past two days, in addition to helping Taoist Yunlong to guide his disciples, Zhang Wuling has been trying to comprehend the mysteries of Fenghou Qimen.

Zhang Wuling knew the real usage of Fenghou Qimen. To put it simply, it was to fix the body in the center palace and turn myself into a king.

With Zhang Wuling's talent and solid life cultivation, he could easily do this.

At the beginning, Zhang Wuling copied Zhou Sheng's method, successfully determined the center palace, and performed changes.

It was truly magical. Zhang Wuling played with it for quite some time, having a blast.

After all, this ability to change is something that many people can only dream of.

However, in the process of changes, Zhang Wuling keenly noticed something else.

Lion Peak in the early morning.

Zhang Wuling sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. In the distance, there was a sea of ​​clouds, golden light shone on the top of the mountain, and the whole mountain was filled with red clouds like fire.

Suddenly, in the sunlight, Zhang Wuling's body turned into a rock. When the wind blew, it turned into a giant turtle. When the clouds came, it turned into a tiger.

During this sudden change, the whole person suddenly disappeared. After a while, a ball of fire appeared out of thin air on the cliff.

Gradually, the flames turned into human shapes. Zhang Wuling was still sitting cross-legged in the same place, motionless, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Wait until the golden light cuts through the sea of ​​clouds, leaving golden traces between heaven and earth.

Zhang Wuling suddenly opened his eyes and saw clouds turning into dragons, wind turning into tigers, and grass and trees turning into beasts, all surrounding him.

"Fenghou Qimen...hahaha, the way of transformation, turns out to be here!"

Zhang Wuling laughed loudly several times at the Golden Crow in the sea of ​​clouds, then shook his sleeves, flew down on the wind, and landed on an open space in the mountains.

In the early morning in the woods, birds are singing and the wind is refreshing.

Zhang Wuling didn't look away, but suddenly said, "Master Zhou, why didn't you meet me in your true form after returning to Wudang?"

There was no movement around.

However, at this moment, a branch suddenly grew a sharp thorn, which stabbed towards a sparrow on the branch.

The sparrow was frightened and flapped its wings and flew away.

But the next second, the sparrow suddenly fell to the ground, the smoke exploded, and turned into a thin old man.

Zhang Wuling looked at the skinny old Taoist in front of him and grinned, "Grandmaster Zhou, I have long heard of your great name. I am honored to meet you."

Zhou Sheng stared with wide eyes, surprised and asked: "How did you find me?"

"I have mastered the ways of change in this world. Your transformations cannot be hidden from my eyes."

Zhou Sheng stared into Zhang Wuling's eyes, and saw the light flowing in them, giving people a feeling of clarity and transparency, which was extremely mysterious.

In fact, Zhou Sheng had returned to Wudang long ago and had been staying on the mountain. Naturally, he knew that Zhang Wuling had inherited Fenghou Qimen.

So I have been observing secretly for the past two days.

It turned out that this kid had mastered the true usage of Fenghou Qimen in just one day.

When Zhou Sheng saw Zhang Wuling using various transformations, he was so shocked that he even suspected that he was dreaming and that what he saw was an illusion.

Although Fenghou Qimen is not difficult to learn, it is not easy to truly use it.

However, after the shock, Zhou Sheng was filled with ecstasy.

A monster has appeared in their Wudang!

Being able to master the true use of Fenghou Qimen in just one day, what kind of talent is this?!

But just when he was happy, he found that something was wrong with Zhang Wuling.

He went from having a lot of fun playing with the method of change to being silent at the end, looking like he was deep in thought.

He didn't understand why such a change occurred.

Could it be that something went wrong in practicing Fenghou Qimen?

But he watched all the way and didn't notice anything wrong?

Until just now, he saw the changes in Zhang Wuling on Lion Peak and felt shocked and confused.

I originally wanted to observe quietly for two days to see what was going on, but who knew that I would be discovered and forced to show up.

Also...this kid is so crazy!

Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Mastering the way the world changes? Do you know what you are talking about?"

Zhang Wuling didn't say anything, but just stretched out a finger and pointed at the ground.

Zhou Sheng looked over curiously and saw a small sapling growing out of the soil on the grass at his feet.

Under his stern gaze, the sapling grew rapidly and finally became a tree as tall as a person.

“This…what is this?!”