The Wudang Junior Master

The sun and the moon turn, time passes.

The first snow of 2014 came a little earlier than that of 2002.

The towering Wudang Mountain is covered in silver, everything is bleak and the world is cold.

Nanyan Palace, Feisheng Cliff.

Zhang Wuling sat cross-legged on a rock, gazing into the distance at the mountains, forests, and valleys.

The wind and snow chilled the Taoist robe, and the scattered hair at the temples fluttered gently. The sword placed on the ground beside him was buried in the snow.

Four years ago, not long after he mastered Fenghou Qimen, he followed his master Guo Xiu to Nanyan Palace.

He no longer lives in the small courtyard he used to live in. Occasionally, Wang would go up the mountain and stay there.

Staying in the mountains, you can't actually feel too many changes.

Even if you look at it again after a few years, the mountains are still the same mountains, and the water is still the same water.

If anything has changed, it's probably only people.

Zhang Wuling followed his master to practice Wudang Danjian, and his cultivation level improved again, especially his inner alchemy cultivation, which reached a level that even Zhou Sheng could not help but be astonished.

Speaking of Zhou Sheng, he has been to Wudang several times in the past four years, but each time he came and left in a hurry, and was never noticed by outsiders.

The only time that caused some waves was when he secretly sent the body of Zhu Tan, the murderer who killed Lu Ye and the other two, back to Wudang.

Although Zhou Sheng's methods were very clever and no one discovered him, there were still people on the mountain who guessed that it was him.

During that time, Zhou Meng blocked the mountain gate every day just to catch him, the "big brother".

But unfortunately, Zhou Sheng, who possesses the Fenghou Qimen, can come and go freely between heaven and earth.

Zhou Meng's desire to capture Zhou Sheng was really overestimating his own abilities.

Zhang Wuling was not surprised that Zhou Sheng was able to kill Zhu Tan, but he was really curious that Zhou Sheng was injured at that time.

Zhou Sheng did not hide it and told Zhang Wuling what had happened. Perhaps he was worried that if they met again in the future, his younger generation would be at a disadvantage.

Zhu Tan was killed by Zhou Sheng. No one else knew about it except Zhang Wuling and Zhou Meng.

So outside, everyone thought it was Wu Dang who was responsible - although that was not wrong.

With the death of Zhu Tan, the turmoil caused by the incident gradually subsided.

On the surface, life seemed to have returned to peace.

In addition, another surprising thing is that Tu Junfang, who was brought back to Wudang by Zhang Wuling, actually stayed in Wudang.

I don’t know what this guy has been through. Zhu Tan is obviously dead, so his suspicion is naturally gone, but he just didn’t leave.

The key point is that neither Zhou Meng nor Guo Xiu tried to drive away Tu Junfang.

Zhang Wuling asked out of curiosity and got the answer that Tu Junfang wanted to find a way to complete the inheritance of their three demon sects in Wudang.

WTF?

Find a way to complete the Three Corpses Technique in their Wudang?

Zhang Wuling felt that his master and his master's master must have done something secretly.

The dignified Quan Xing San Shi, the famous Tu Junfang, actually showed signs of turning over a new leaf and becoming a prodigal son.

Finally, there is one more small thing, that is, Wang Ye finally became a disciple of Taoist Master Yunlong and became a formal Wudang disciple.

Oh, by the way, Brother Xiao, Xiao Zizai - he has left Shaolin.

Three years ago, in late autumn, Xiao Zizai suddenly visited Wudang.

Zhang Wuling was in a good mood that day. He dragged Xiao Zizai down the mountain and went to a restaurant to have mutton soup.

The two chatted for a long time, and Xiao Zizai stayed in Wudang for another two days. Not long after he returned, he left Shaolin.

In the past four years, many old friends have come here, such as Xia He and Feng Baobao, as well as Zhang Lingyu who later came down the mountain to travel.

Well, this kid Zhang Lingyu learned thunder magic, and his first stop when he went down the mountain to travel was Wudang.

When Zhang Lingyu used Yang Lei in front of Zhang Wuling, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Also, I don’t know if this grandson has taken protein powder, but his muscles are much bigger than before.

All in all, because of Zhang Wuling, the mountain has become much more lively in recent years.

I don’t know if it’s good luck, but Wudang is developing steadily in all aspects.

A few months ago, we also performed abroad, visiting Russia, France, Italy and America.

A group of Taoists who practiced meditation in the mountains every day took the opportunity to breathe the "free and sweet" air of foreign countries.

Various LGBTQ identities shatter our worldviews and make us exclaim at the diversity of the world.

The Taoist priests couldn't stand it anymore and hid back in the mountains, lamenting that they were out of touch with the times.

Many past events, like clouds and smoke, float past my eyes.

"Little uncle."

Hearing someone shouting, Zhang Wuling turned around and saw Wang Ye coming over. He couldn't help but smile: "Finally he's here."

Wang Ye said helplessly: "I can't help it. Master caught me and I was practicing martial arts. If you hadn't come looking for me, he probably wouldn't have let me go yet."

He came to the side and sat down without caring about the snow on the ground.

"Speaking of which, Junior Master, what do you want from me?"

Zhang Wuling chuckled, took out a folded blueprint from his arms and handed it to Wang Ye.

"Look, this is a good thing. Don't say that I don't take care of you, uncle."

"What?"

Wang Ye took it curiously and opened the drawing directly without any precautions.

When Wang Ye saw what was on the drawing, he instantly fell into a daze.

The four plates of Qimen began to operate in his eyes, and everything about Fenghou Qimen poured into Wang Ye's head.

Zhang Wuling put his hands in his pockets and watched with a smile, not worried about anything going wrong.

He had already told Zhou Sheng and Zhou Meng about passing on Fenghou Qimen to Wang Ye.

Zhou Sheng was fine, but he doubted whether Wang was qualified to inherit Feng Hou Qimen.

But Zhou Meng had to spend a lot of time and effort to persuade him. After all, Fenghou Qimen could easily cause some kind of stress reaction in him.

If Zhang Wuling had not mastered the Fenghou Qimen and had not encountered any problems, he would definitely not have passed in the end.

After a moment, Wang Ye blinked and asked curiously, "Master Junior, what is this? It looks amazing."

Zhang Wuling grinned and said, "Peerless divine skill! It was the one that caused the Jiashen Rebellion. It was mastered by my senior, Zhou Sheng, one of the thirty-six thieves. It's one of the Eight Wonders—"

"Fenghouqimen!"

He spoke these words in one breath, but Wang Ye's eyes grew wider and wider.

Although he was a newbie, he had been practicing in Wudang for so many years. As an extraordinary person, he knew a little bit about some things.

Wang Ye picked up the paper in his hand and exclaimed, "Is this Fenghou Qimen?!"

"It's genuine." Zhang Wuling nodded.

"Hiss—" Wang Ye scratched his head and looked at the blueprint left and right. "Junior Master, why do I feel like this isn't a good thing?"

Zhang Wuling stretched out his hand, put his arm around Wang Ye's shoulders, and shouted, "How could it be possible that as your uncle, I could deceive you? If I didn't like you and think you were extremely talented, I wouldn't teach others."

"Is this true?" Wang Ye was inexplicably unconvinced.

"Hey, kid, why don't you appreciate the good things I give you..."

Not far behind, Tu Junfang passed by carrying a hoe. Seeing the two people arm in arm and whispering, he shook his head silently and left.

The young Taoist priest named Wang Ye is about to be cheated by that guy again.