The Wudang Junior Master

In the woods.

Zhou Sheng chased for a long time, but found that he couldn't even touch Zhang Wuling's hair. He was so angry that several hairs on his head were almost lost.

But in fact, Zhou Sheng could not express the shock in his heart.

He didn't expect that even though he had comprehended the Fenghou Qimen and mastered it for decades, in the end he was still not as good as a young boy.

The most outrageous thing is that this young man has only mastered Fenghou Qimen for two days.

This gave him the illusion that he had lived like a dog for decades.

There is another point. Although I don’t want to admit it, there is indeed a trace of fear in my heart.

He probably understood what Zhang Wuling had touched, and because of this, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Zhou Sheng took two breaths, paused, and said solemnly, "Brat, regarding the Fenghou Qimen, whatever you have realized is your own business. Don't tell anyone else, otherwise... Wudang won't be able to protect you."

Zhang Wuling nodded and said, "I understand. I don't want to be forced to hide from place to place."

"I'm glad you know." Zhou Sheng felt a little relieved.

From his observation, he could roughly tell that the other party was not an arrogant or stupid person, and he must know the limits.

But he didn't expect that Fenghou Qimen could go a step further, and its true function was actually...

Zhou Sheng narrowed his eyes. Although he was also a participant in the events of the past, he was not the one who knew the most secrets.

Among the thirty-six thieves, only eight went to that place, but what each of them got was different.

besides.......

Two figures emerged in Zhou Sheng's mind. One was sloppy and sitting in the shadows with his back to the camera. The other stood beside him with a smile on his face, as if he had everything under control.

"Haha, Zhang Huaiyi's grandson is really smart. He never goes back to Longhu Mountain and hides the best." Zhou Sheng raised his head, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said self-deprecatingly.

"Unlike me, who was self-righteous and brought Fenghou Qimen back to the sect, not only causing trouble, but also causing my fellow disciples to end up in this situation."

Zhang Wuling took two steps forward and said, "Master Zhou, now that you're back, please don't leave. Wudang needs you right now."

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Wuling and suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhou Sheng laughed for a long time before he stopped. There was a hint of loneliness and a hint of relief in his eyes. "Boy, it's great that Wudang has produced a figure like you. No wonder the little monkey thinks so highly of you."

"There's no need to stay in the mountains. I'm an old man used to the wild. Besides, I have some things to do, so I can't stay here."

"Let's not talk about anything else. The murderer who killed Junior Brother Lu is still at large. I will remember this account."

In the last sentence, Zhou Sheng's tone was murderous and his eyes were fierce.

Zhang Wuling didn't say much when he saw this. He was not surprised by Zhou Sheng's decision.

If the other party wanted to return to Wudang, he would have returned long ago and would not have waited until today.

However, since people cannot stay, this is a good opportunity to ask some questions.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuling spoke directly, "Grandmaster Zhou, how did you eight people comprehend the Eight Wonders back then?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and said, "Boy, I can't answer this question for you."

Zhang Wuling was confused at first, then he remembered something and suddenly realized.

It seems that except for Zhang Huaiyi, the people who have mastered the Eight Great Skills have some restrictions?

"Why, are you interested in what happened back then?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Zhang Wuling said, "It would be a lie to say I'm not interested. Everyone is curious."

Zhou Sheng chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you've learned Feng Hou Qi Men now. There are some things you won't be able to avoid in the future."

"It won't be a scam, right?"

"You've fallen into a trap, and it's too late to regret now." Zhou Sheng felt quite gloating.

Although he failed to beat up the kid just now, he can still trick him!

Zhang Wuling scratched his cheek and felt that what Zhou Sheng said seemed to be correct.

In the past, he didn't believe that the Eight Wonders' skills had much influence. At most, they might have been related to the Tianshi Mansion.

But now that he has mastered Fenghou Qimen, one of the Eight Wonders, he finally understood that the Eight Wonders was indeed a huge pitfall.

This thing is like a person who has mastered the hacking skills to steal and decipher state secrets. This is not an ordinary pit, but an abyss.

Therefore, although we still don’t know what Zhou Sheng and his eight companions did back then, we still don’t know what secrets are hidden behind them.

But the Eight Wonders alone are enough to lead a person into an irretrievable doom.

Unfortunately, among the few people at that time, Wu Gensheng was not aware of it for the time being, but Zhang Huaiyi had discovered this to some extent.

Sure enough, the big-eared thief is too smart!

Based on this speculation, although those who comprehended the Eight Great Skills at that time each obtained a unique skill, there were also differences in their levels.

For the same unique skill, those who have both the way and the technique will have the deepest understanding, those who have the way but not the technique will be second, and those who have the technique but not the way will be third.

After all, the Eight Great Techniques are a kind of "tool" and there is no difference in strength or weakness. They just have different focuses, similar to the various tools used in surgery.

No matter what the shape of the tool is or how different it is, it ultimately serves a purpose.

As the saying goes, different paths lead to the same destination.

Seeing that Zhang Wuling wasn't frightened by him, Zhou Sheng suddenly felt a little bored. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, now that you've mastered Fenghou Qimen and realized something even deeper, there's no point in me staying in Wudang anymore. You'll have to rely on yourself from now on."

Seeing Zhou Sheng turning around to leave, Zhang Wuling couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to see the master?"

"Why are you meeting him?" Zhou Sheng asked angrily, "You don't want to see us fighting, do you? You wish!"

After saying this, Zhou Sheng transformed into a bird and flew into the sky with flapping wings.

He comes and goes as he pleases, which really suits his personality.

Zhang Wuling stood there, thought about it, and decided not to tell his master about his meeting with Zhou Sheng.

After all, with the master's temper, he would be furious if he knew.

There have been a lot of troubles recently, and with this one more thing happening, Zhang Wuling is worried that his master will develop high blood pressure.

While thinking about something, Zhang Wuling walked towards his yard.

But the more I thought about it on the way, the more something felt wrong.

"Hmm, wait, didn't I help that kid Wang Ye to carry the thunder?"

Zhang Wuling realized it later. He didn't think there was anything wrong with learning Fenghou Qimen, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and some things are bound together.

Thinking about the future, where he would be fighting others to the death while Wang Ye was lazily basking in the sun on the mountain, he suddenly felt bad.

"No, no, we have to drag this kid away... ahem, we have to return this Fenghou Qimen item to its original owner. After all, he will be a senior in the future. It's not right to take things from a junior."

Zhang Wuling's evil thoughts surged in his mind, and a cunning smile appeared on his face.