Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

Chapter 157 Progressive Cultivation

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"I still don't want to thank you, Master Yu, for showing mercy."

Putting aside his concerned look, Zhang Cuishan said to Zhang Wuji with a serious face.

"Thank you, Master Yu, for showing mercy!"

Looking at Zhang Wuji who was saluting him, his eyes no longer had the arrogance at the beginning, but were filled with awe.

It must have been the feeling of being manipulated about life and death just now that left a deep shadow in his heart.

"You are very good, and you are considered a leader among the young generation in the world, but you must not be proud. You must know that there are mountains and people outside the mountains!"

After hearing Yu Liang's teachings, Zhang Wuji bowed respectfully again: "I would like to listen to Master Yu's teachings."

Seeing this, Yu Liang nodded slightly.

The party continued until evening.

After returning to his residence, Yu Liang took a shower and was about to practice when he felt a figure outside the door slowly approaching.

After checking, he found that the person who came was actually Song Qingshu.

"Come in, stop being so sneaky!"

The door was pushed open, and Song Qingshu walked in nervously.

"Tell me, why are you coming to my place this late at night if you don't go back to your room to rest?"

With a thud, Song Qingshu knelt directly in front of him.

"What does that mean?"

"Uncle Yu, Qingshu wants to make you his master!"

Hearing this, Yu Liang chuckled twice: "You are the son of the eldest brother. You want to become my disciple. Why, can't you teach me the skills of the eldest brother?"

Song Qingshu replied a little aggrievedly: "Uncle, I don't know. In fact, my father never taught me much at all."

"He has always emphasized that I am just an ordinary Wudang disciple, so whether I practice or eat and drink, I am the same as other ordinary Wudang disciples."

"Qing Shu's ability to stand out among many Wudang disciples is entirely due to his own hard work and has nothing to do with my father."

Hearing the complaint against his father Song Yuanqiao in his tone, Yu Liang shook his head slightly.

"You still don't understand Senior Brother's good intentions!"

"Why did he do this? He wants you to have more contact with many Wudang disciples, so that you can have enough prestige to prepare to take over the position of leader in the future!"

After listening to Yu Liang's explanation, Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. He had never considered this before.

A trace of self-blame just rose in my heart, but after thinking of Zhang Wuji, I said aggrievedly again: "Uncle Master, you may have been away from Wudang for many years, so you may still not know something. Now everyone in Wudang is optimistic about Zhang Wuji."

"The number one among the younger generation!"

"Qingshu thinks he is no worse than Zhang Wuji in terms of talent and hard work. Isn't the reason why he can beat me head-on is because he has practiced the Nine Yang Gong specially created for him by Master Tai?"

"As for me, my father has not taught me "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu" yet. I only practice "Wudang Nine Yang Kung", which is far from Zhang Wuji's unique skill. Otherwise, he would not have pursued it in such a short period of time. Fuck me!”

Listening to his complaints, Yu Liang chuckled again.

Wudang's martial arts emphasizes the continuity of the same line. Only when the foundation is laid can you further study. In this way, it will be extremely pure.

And what does he think of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong"? Before Zhang Sanfeng created "Tai Chi Magic", this was the most profound martial arts in Wudang, and only those who took over as the leader could practice it.

Among the entire martial arts, only Song Yuanqiao is qualified to practice.

Even Zhang Sanfeng's most beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan is not qualified.

You don’t have enough foundation in martial arts, but you want to learn "Chun Yang Wuji Gong" at a young age?

However, Song Qingshu is right about one thing, that is, it is indeed a bit unfair to Zhang Wuji and other Wudang disciples.

Others have gradually climbed up by laying the foundation bit by bit.

Zhang Wuji's starting point was a bit high. When he was injured, he was piled with all kinds of resources, and he was practicing unique magic skills.

Yu Liang looked at Song Qingshu, who had been feeling aggrieved in front of him.

He secretly thought that the future leader of Wudang could only be Song Qingshu, not Zhang Wuji, no matter how good he was.

In this case, he can help the future leader of Wudang a little bit. As for how much he can gain, it depends on his ability.

"Forget it. From tomorrow on, I will teach you how to practice swordsmanship every morning!"

Hearing Yu Liang's words, Song Qingshu was instantly overjoyed. He was known as the 'Little Sword Immortal', and even if he learned one and a half of his moves, he would be of endless use. He quickly kowtowed and said thanks: "Thank you, uncle, for your cultivation!"

"Go!"

"Thank you, Uncle Master. Qingshu has resigned!" After he left, Yu Liang began to practice.

Now he has been able to use the magnetic field to replace the auxiliary function of the 'Water Alchemy', so he can practice normally even without the 'Water Alchemy' in his body.

night passed

The next morning

After Yu Liang got up, he washed up, had something to eat, and went to the Wudang training ground.

At this time, many Wudang disciples had begun to practice, led by Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji.

"Uncle Yu!"

Seeing Yu Liang's arrival, Song Qingshu hurriedly came forward to greet him.

"Lead them to practice first, and I will watch from the sidelines. Come back to me when it's over."

"Good uncle!"

Song Qingshu ran back and led the disciples to practice.

An hour later, he ran to Yu Liang again.

"Uncle Yu!"

Yu Liang looked at the small beads of sweat on his forehead and said softly: "You are tired. Let's rest for a while."

Song Qingshu hurriedly replied: "I'm not tired!" "Uncle Master, teach me how to practice swordsmanship now!"

Since he couldn't wait any longer, Yu Liang didn't delay any longer.

"Practice the basic sword skills first and show me!"

"Good uncle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingshu performed basic sword skills in front of Yu Liang.

‘Basic swordsmanship’ is the basic movements and techniques of swordsmanship and the basic elements of swordsmanship, including point sword, sword breaking, sword lifting, splitting sword, thrusting sword, etc.

"Well, not bad, the foundation is very solid."

After reading it, Yu Liang also praised it without hesitation, and then said: "Practice again!"

"Good uncle!"

Song Qingshu practiced basic swordsmanship again.

This time Yu Liang looked at it again and shook his head slightly.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu asked doubtfully: "Is there a problem, uncle?"

Yu Liang nodded and said, "Well, it's a big problem."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu became even more confused. Thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with the second time being exactly the same as the first time. Why did his uncle say there was a big problem?

"Uncle Master, what's the problem?"

"No improvement."

"What? Qingshu didn't hear clearly, please tell me again, Uncle Master!"

"I said, your basic swordsmanship has not improved the second time compared to the first time."

After confirming that he heard correctly, Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, and then replied: "Uncle Master, aren't you joking with Qingshu?"

"Who are you kidding!"

Yu Liang said seriously: "If there is no progress in practice, it is equivalent to standing still, which is equivalent to regression."

"Whenever you feel that your basic swordsmanship has improved, come see me again."

After saying that, Yu Liang left directly, leaving behind a confused Song Qingshu.

After pondering for a long time, Song Qingshu's face showed determination, and then he practiced the basic sword skills over and over again.

From a distance, Yu Liang secretly watched his behavior and nodded with satisfaction.

Since his cultivation, Yu Liang has never compared himself with others, only with himself.

As long as you keep making progress, you will surpass anyone sooner or later.

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(End of this chapter)