The Wudang Junior Master

After leaving Zhou Meng, Zhang Wuling returned to the courtyard where he lived.

The courtyard is quiet and peaceful, surrounded by a forest of pine and ginkgo trees, and a small bamboo forest on the left.

Near the bamboo forest, there is a pond with lotus flowers blooming and swaying in the wind.

Zhang Wuling looked at the flowers blooming in the pond and smiled happily: "Summer lotus, summer lotus, the fragrance is delicate and the midday breeze is gentle, everything is beautiful."

He waved his sleeves and pushed the door open. The room was spotless and the windows were clean.

After packing up his things, Zhang Wuling fetched some water from the large vat in the yard, then took out a cushion and placed it in the middle of the yard.

"call......."

Zhang Wuling adjusted his breathing, spread his arms, pulled left and right, and the yin and yang energies emerged in his palms.

The water in the vat not far away vibrated, and a stream of water was drawn into Zhang Wuling's palm, while his other hand wrapped around a breeze.

Gathering wind and water, it becomes one thing.

Zhang Wuling held his hands in a ball-like shape in front of his chest, and the flow of Feng Shui formed the image of Tai Chi.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Wuling sat down on the cushion and began his daily practice.

This is Zhang Wuling's own method of practice, through the use of Feng Shui to meditate and enter a state of concentration.

If the Feng Shui ball in your hand disperses after you enter into a state of meditation, it means that your mind has entered into a state of emptiness.

On the other hand, if you are distracted and unable to concentrate in order to maintain the Feng Shui ball, it means that your practice is insufficient and you are too attached to external things.

The most ideal state is to have a clear mind and enter into a state of concentration, forgetting both the self and the world, but the true Qi circulates naturally and continuously, and remains connected with the outside world.

The Tao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the Tao is nameless, nourishing all things.

Zhang Wuling was seen sitting on a cushion, looking calm and peaceful, as if he had become one with nature.

The Feng Shui ball in the middle of the two hands is round and connected, like a mirror.

If you look closely and perceive it, you will find that the wind and water blend harmoniously, moving slowly but not dispersing their shapes. There are no ripples on the surface, but in fact they are endless.

Gradually, the sun set in the west, and a remaining rainbow colored half the sky.

Outside the courtyard, a figure walked towards them.

The ground was covered with red clouds like gorgeous maple leaves in autumn. The person who came walked very slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Zhang Wuling who was practicing in the courtyard.

However, after hearing someone coming, Zhang Wuling woke up from his meditation.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a boy with a bowl-cut haircut standing outside, looking a little sneaky.

Hey!

Zhang Wuling smiled in his heart, swung his left hand, and the Feng Shui ball immediately hit the man.

"Oh, I'll go!"

The visitor exclaimed and quickly retracted his head to avoid the Feng Shui ball.

But the next second, the boy felt a force of air sticking to him, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Sure enough, a pulling force came and the boy couldn't resist and was dragged directly into the yard.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Wuling shoved his hands into his sleeves, looked at the man lying on the mat with his butt sticking out, and said with a smile, "Wang Ye, long time no see."

The young man, Wang, who still had a bowl cut, also pouted. He got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and said, "Master Zhang, you don't have to give me a hard time every time we meet, right?"

Zhang Wuling laughed heartily: "Who told you to sneak around like a thief every time?"

Wang also said unconvincedly, "I just saw you were practicing and couldn't bear to disturb you."

Zhang Wuling just smiled lightly when he heard this, without further teasing, and asked, "When did you go up the mountain?"

Wang also squatted aside and replied, "It was this afternoon. Not long after I arrived, I heard that Taoist Zhang showed his supernatural power at noon and chased away a troublemaker."

"Why did you go up the mountain a little late this summer vacation?"

"Hey, it's high school. I haven't finished the college entrance examination like you."

"Well, have you made a decision?"

"I've made up my mind." Wang Ye took out a bag of peanut butter from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Wuling, "I've decided to become a monk!"

Zhang Wuling took it naturally, opened the package and started peeling peanuts. He was not surprised to hear Wang Ye's decision.

"Have you told your family?"

"Not yet." Wang Ye took a look, reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts and started peeling them.

"My parents probably won't agree. It'll take a while. I haven't figured out how to tell them yet. Let's wait until the college entrance exam is approaching."

Wang Ye chewed some peanuts and suddenly asked curiously, "Master Zhang, how did you persuade your family when you first came to Wudang Mountain?"

"It's simple. First cry, then make a fuss, then wander off...cough, then hang yourself." Zhang Wuling almost blurted out some great secret.

Wang Ye blinked and said, "Is this useful?"

Zhang Wuling looked at him and smiled, "Actually, there's nothing to worry about. As long as you're determined enough, I believe your parents won't force you."

Wang Ye sighed, "Forget it. I don't want to think about things that far ahead. I'll spend the summer in Wudang to relax. I'll have to trouble you to give me some advice."

"You came at an inopportune moment. I have to go to Longhu Mountain with my master tomorrow." Zhang Wuling said.

Wang was also stunned: "Longhu Mountain? What are we going there for?"

"It's the old Heavenly Master's birthday, so I'm going to discuss something while I'm there."

"Tsk, that's really not a coincidence." Wang Ye peeled another peanut and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuling wrapped up the remaining peanuts and put them in his pocket. He stood up and said, "Come on, while we still have some time today, let me see if you've made any progress since you were away from the mountain."

Wang Ye's eyes lit up, he threw away the peanut shells, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Then Taoist Zhang, please be careful. I have a new understanding of Tai Chi."

"Oh?" Zhang Wuling stood there, quite interested, and said, "Come on, let me see it."

Wang Ye took up his stance and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, I'm coming!"

Zhang Wuling grinned and said, "Alright, let me see how far you've come."

Whoosh!

Wang Ye took a step forward, and with his right hand full of energy like fire, he slapped Zhang Wuling's chest.

Zhang Wuling only took a glance, and after Wang Ye approached and struck out, he moved his feet slightly and easily avoided the attack.

"Not bad, Yang Hand has improved compared to last time, and the speed is also OK, but the purpose is too obvious."

Wang didn't say anything. He didn't show any frustration or surprise when he missed the attack. Instead, his expression became more serious.

wipe--

As soon as he stopped, he twisted his waist and pulled his right hand backwards, and the original yang hand instantly became a yin hand.

Zhang Wuling only felt the wind direction change, and a suction force pulled his body towards Wang Ye.

But...with this little strength, I can't pull him!

Wang Ye kept moving, spinning his body on the spot, releasing both yin and yang forces, which transformed into a wind shield that pushed forward.

"Oh, not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Wuling's eyes lit up, his mouth grinned, and he raised his right palm and grabbed directly at the wind force.

As soon as he came into contact with the wind force, Zhang Wuling felt as if his hand was placed in a meat grinder, and the two forces kept tearing his muscles apart.

If an ordinary person took this move head-on, his arm would probably be broken.

Squeeze!

The terrifying force rubbed against his palm, and Zhang Wuling's smile became more arrogant, and the strength in his hand increased by three times.

Bang!

The energy exploded, and countless streams of wind were swept up and turned into fragments that shot in all directions.

Paji——

Wang Ye fell to the ground, his face covered in dust, and five red finger marks were clearly visible on his cheeks.

Looking at the dim sky, Wang Ye felt hopeless.

"Tai Chi... it's so boring."