Shared Talent: Please, many of me!

Chapter 327 Nine Yang Magic Skill
It seems that Zhang Wuji has a high level of disgust towards the old nun Miejue.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Zhang Wuji had witnessed Nun Miejue killing Yang Buhui's mother with her own eyes, which left a great trauma in Zhang Wuji's young heart.

But what made Zhang Wuji dislike Emei was the idiot Ding Minjun.

Zhang Shan patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder, causing the latter to stagger and look at Zhang Shan in confusion.

Zhang Shan looked at him seriously and said, "Wuji, give me the Nine Yang Magic Skill!"

"Ah?" Zhang Wuji looked at Zhang Shan in confusion: "Brother, haven't you already received the true teachings of Grand Master? Why do you still need the Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Grandmaster's skills are very powerful, but compared to the Nine Yang Divine Art, they are still a little behind in terms of endurance."

The Nine Yang Divine Art originated from the Nine Yin Scriptures and is a more perfect martial art than the Nine Yin Scriptures.

After cultivation, the pure Yang internal energy will be inexhaustible, and there will be no shortage of internal energy in a fight.

Zhang Wuji nodded and was about to say, "Okay, then I will read the Nine Yang Magic Skill to you."

There was no one around where the two of them were, but for the sake of caution, Zhang Shan opened his mouth softly, and his voice fell accurately into Zhang Wuji's ears.

"This is the internal energy sound transmission method. It uses internal energy to accurately transmit sound to another person's ears. You have practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, and your internal energy is not inferior to that of a top master. If you study it carefully, you should be able to master this method. Listen to my formula..."

A few minutes later, Zhang Wuji mastered the internal force of sound transmission, and with a slight movement of his lips, he recited the Nine Yang Divine Art.

Zhang Shan took notes carefully, but it still took him more than half an hour to memorize it.

"This scripture is really long." Zhang Shan complained.

"Yes, I remembered it for a long time back then." Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Brother, are you practicing now? I can protect you!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Shan sat cross-legged and began to practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill.

The Pure Yang Wuji Gong that he practiced was originally derived from the Nine Yang Divine Art, and they share the same origin. In addition, he opened up his Ren and Du meridians last year and reached the top of the ranks of peerless masters. Even if he now specializes in practicing internal energy, it will not delay him much.

For the next two days, Zhang Shan went into seclusion and Zhang Wuji helped him protect him, except for Zhu'er's complaints and Song Yuanqiao coming over to look at Zhang Wuji from time to time. Unfortunately, Zhang Wuji now had a big beard on his face. If Zhang Shan hadn't known from the beginning that he was Zhang Wuji, he probably wouldn't have been able to tell his true identity.

Everyone else was busy trying to wipe out the evil cult and almost forgot about these three people.

"Whoo~"

After exhaling a breath of foul air, this training session came to an end.

"Great!" Zhang Shan laughed loudly towards the sky. From now on, he no longer has to worry about not having enough internal energy!

Zhang Wuji, who was outside the tent, heard the noise and knew that Zhang Shan had finished his training, so he walked in with a smile on his face.

As soon as I entered the tent, a rolling heat wave hit me in the face.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Magic Art automatically protected his body and blocked the strong internal force that Zhang Shan released when he was practicing. He was shocked, he felt that Zhang Shan's Nine Yang Magic Art was more powerful than his!

"Wuji? Are you okay?" Zhang Shan quickly stopped practicing. Without a source of internal energy, the pressure was instantly reduced a lot.

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly and said, "I have practiced the Nine Yang Magic Skill for five years, but it is not as good as what you have practiced in these three days, big brother."

Zhang Shan rolled his eyes and said, "Look at you, you're so skinny. You obviously don't eat well. Without a healthy body, how can you practice magic?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji compared his own body shape with that of Zhang Shan. He was eight feet tall and had a strong build, while Zhang Shan was nine feet tall and even stronger than himself. During the few months they had spent on Mount Wudang, Zhang Shan had instilled in Zhang Wuji the idea that one must eat well in order to grow, so the current Zhang Wuji was a little stronger than in the original novel.

Zhang Wuji asked curiously, "Brother, what have you been eating these years? During the years I was trapped in the valley, I had meat for every meal, and occasionally I would slaughter the sheep I raised, but I didn't grow as strong as you."

Zhang Shan said, "You eat well in the valley. I guess you suffered a lot when you were traveling around the world. You are malnourished. Unlike me, I can eat whatever I want in Wudang Mountain. If I don't have any, I will borrow from others. I eat six meals a day! I am well-nourished, and I have been practicing martial arts with my master, so I am growing better!"

"Eat six meals a day!" Zhang Wuji was shocked. He had lived alone for so many years. He ate when he was hungry and drank when he was thirsty. He also took medicine to regulate his body, but he had never thought of eating six meals a day...

"Yes, six meals a day." Zhang Shan nodded: "And every meal has meat!"

"Where did the meat come from? Even if there is game in the mountains, you can't afford to eat it every day, right?"

"You don't understand this~" Zhang Shan chuckled and whispered, "Master Mo and his men often go down the mountain to do good deeds, and I always ask them to bring me some game!"

"They took it?"

"Of course! I'm in the growth stage, how could they refuse?"

Zhang Wuji felt a bit of toothache and his face kept twitching.

When the two of them left the tent, Zhu'er said to them impatiently, "What are you two grown men doing in the tent? If someone didn't know, they would think you had some special hobbies!"

Zhang Shan ignored the ugly woman and said to Zhang Wuji through voice transmission: "Brother, follow me for the next two days and observe my moves carefully. Learn whatever you can so that you can bring your internal strength into full play."

“Okay!” Zhang Wuji agreed happily. Although he now possessed an inner strength that was unrivaled in the world, he didn’t know how to fight. No matter how strong his inner strength was, he couldn’t use it!

Seeing the two people moving their lips but hearing no sound, Zhu Er thought there was something wrong with her ears and said to them, "What are you doing? Why did you make me deaf?"

Zhang Wuji smiled and explained: "This is my elder brother's unique way of communicating. Only the two of us can hear it. You naturally can't hear it."

This made Zhu'er very unhappy. He snorted coldly and turned away.

"You two men go ahead!"

After Zhu'er left, Zhang Shan said to Zhang Wuji, "Wuji, you must not marry this woman!"

"Ah? Big brother! You misunderstood!" Zhang Wuji quickly explained: "Miss Zhu'er and I don't have that kind of thought!"

"Okay, okay, you are innocent." Zhang Shan did not want to delve into the complicated relationship between them, and just reminded them again: "This woman has a strong possessiveness. If you want to have three wives and four concubines, you can't have this woman."

"I don't want three wives and four concubines!"

"Oh, yes, yes, you don't want to." "I really don't want to, brother, you have to believe me!"

Zhang Wuji kept explaining that he had seen his parents loving each other since he was a child, and that he also believed in a lifelong relationship with one person, so he really had never thought of starting a harem!
Zhang Shan smiled. Zhang Wuji didn't want to have a harem, but it was really not up to him.

As a good brother, Zhang Shan will help him!

The Western Regions is a very desolate place, surrounded by large rocks and yellow sand. The wind and sand blow on people's faces, causing pain.

After ending his retreat, Zhang Shan took Zhang Wuji directly to the front battlefield to fight!

"Watch out Wuji! This is Wudang Changquan, which has 32 moves in total. It's the basic boxing technique!" Zhang Shan said.

He rushed out, and each of his punches and kicks were very simple, but with the support of his strong internal energy, these seemingly ordinary punches and kicks carried unparalleled lethality!

Zhang Wuji saw it truly. After he had reviewed these moves in his mind once, he memorized them thoroughly and secretly imitated them. Suddenly, all the internal force of the Nine Yang Divine Art could be easily mobilized like the movement of one's own arms.

“Now my elder brother and I are both practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, so the way he exerts force every time he attacks is the most suitable for the Nine Yang Divine Art, that’s why it’s so easy for me to learn it!” Zhang Wuji thought to himself.

He immediately stopped idling around and jumped up, came behind Zhang Shan, stood back to back with him, and helped him deal with the enemies behind him.

Zhang Shan smiled and said, "Not bad, Wuji, you have mastered the Wudang Changquan so quickly."

"Thanks to my elder brother's training, I now have the moves and can use all my strength. I am finally no longer the Zhang Wuji who can be bullied by others!"

"Hahaha! You kid! You are really ambitious!" Zhang Shan laughed: "I heard that this demon sect's protective magic skill is a miraculous skill that develops the potential of the human body. When it's over in a while, I will teach you the Wudang Tiyunzong, and you and I will go together to find this magic skill!"

"This..." Zhang Wuji hesitated and said, "After all, it is someone else's magic skill to protect the religion. Will it be bad for us to do this?"

"You are so kind. Follow me and I will teach you how to survive in this era!" Zhang Shan did not explain too much. Zhang Wuji is a truly kind man. Even after experiencing all kinds of hardships in the world, he still treats people kindly in the end.

But Zhang Shan is not such a kind man. He did not experience the hardships that Zhang Wuji experienced. But as a person from the 21st century, traveling to this era is his greatest hardship!

Even though life in Wudang Mountain is pretty good, better than 90 percent of the Han people in the world, it still cannot be compared with the 21st century.

After the Yuan Dynasty came the Ming Dynasty.

Personally, Zhang Shan did not have a very good impression of the Ming Dynasty, so he decided to become emperor himself to change the world.

And this is a good opportunity to show up in front of heroes all over the world.

"Now that Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang have begun to show their talents, if we want to surpass them in a short period of time, we must not miss this opportunity, and we must not let Zhang Wuji steal the show!"

Ming Cult, he is determined to obtain it!

Suddenly, Zhang Shan changed the movements of his hands, from fists to palms, and his arms changed in a cycle. The internal force in his body formed a torrent, and wherever it passed, the people of the Ming Cult's Sharp Gold Banner were blown away, spitting out blood, and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

"What a strong internal force!" The eyes of the old nun Miejue who was killing the enemy in the front lit up, and she praised: "This boy is not very old, but his internal force is so strong. Even I am not as strong as him. In addition, his boxing skills are tough but gentle. He is worthy of being Master Zhang's disciple!"

The Seven Heroes of Wudang also noticed the movement from Zhang Shan's side. Zhang Songxi, the fourth oldest, could not help but say, "Shan'er's skills are getting stronger and stronger. He is more powerful than us old guys!"

His tone was very gratified, this was the younger generation that he had watched grow up. He still remembered that a few years ago, this kid stopped him and asked him to give him some beef. He never thought that he has become a peerless master now!
"I think, none of us here can be Shan'er's opponent if we fight alone." Yin Liting said with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao killed a member of the Demon Cult with one sword, frowned and said, "What did you notice? Zeng Aniu beside Shan'er, I always feel that he looks familiar."

Everyone looked at Zeng Aniu, who had a face full of stubble, and said speechlessly: "Brother, how did you know what Aniu looked like?"

"Eye!"

After hearing this, several people were even more speechless.

Although Zhang Shan's magical power has not yet reached its peak, it is enough to crush everyone present. With his endless internal strength as support, this Tai Chi that combines both hardness and softness can truly exert its power.

There was a circle of invisible energy surrounding him within three meters. Anyone who bumped into him would be instantly knocked away by the huge force and fell to the ground, with no telling whether they were dead or alive!
At the hands of Wudang and Emei, these people from the Demon Cult were defeated step by step, and soon, only a few of them were left.

Just when Nun Miejue wanted to continue chasing after the fleeing members of the Demon Sect, Zhang Shan appeared in front of her and stopped her, saying, "Nun, don't chase after desperate enemies, especially since this is someone else's territory."

"Besides Ruijinqi, there are people from the Sky Eagle Sect. These two have always been at odds with each other. The Sky Eagle Sect will definitely not care about Ruijinqi's life or death!"

"You're sure they won't care? You reckless man!" Zhang Shan cursed, "You're so petty that you want to entrust your life to the Sky Eagle Cult? You're so smart!"

"What did you say! How dare you be rude to the master! Is this how you teach your juniors in Wudang?!" Ding Minjun jumped out, drew out his sword with a hiss, and stabbed at Zhang Shan.

Nun Miejue did not stop it. If it wasn't for Wudang's face, she would have drawn her sword if she was confronted by a junior like this!

If it stops me from destroying the devil, that is a great sin!
"You are looking for death!" Zhang Shan was furious. He gathered his internal strength in his chest and roared like a thunder, stirring up a storm and rushing towards Ding Minjun.

Ding Minjun's martial arts skills were limited, so there was no way she could withstand his roar. If he was hit, she would probably die.

Nun Miejue was also shocked. She never expected that Zhang Shan's first move would be a killing move. She immediately moved lightly and came in front of Ding Minjun. She drew the Yitian sword and a white light cut through Zhang Shan's internal force storm!

boom!
The rocks on both sides exploded, and small pieces of rubble were scattered everywhere!
Nun Miejue's eyes were as sharp as torches, and Zhang Shan stared at her without showing any weakness. As long as this old Deng dared to talk nonsense, he would let these people see how powerful Zhang Sanfeng's newly created Tai Chi is!
Nun Miejue just glanced at Zhang Shan deeply, then turned to the frightened Ding Minjun and said, "Let's go back."

"Master!" Ding Minjun came back to her senses, calmed herself down, and wanted to encourage Master Miejue, but was so frightened by the other party's look that she dared not say anything and obediently followed Master Miejue away.

After the people from Emei Sect left, the Seven Heroes of Wudang came over. Song Yuanqiao said, "Shan'er, you did a good job! Although Master and Heroine Guo Xiang are old friends, he will never allow the people from Emei Sect to draw their swords against my Wudang!"

"Uncle and aunt masters, just don't blame me for attacking the people from Emei." Zhang Shan said with a smile.

"Hahaha! What you said makes sense. It's Miejue who is too murderous. If you hadn't stopped her, I think the Emei sect would be in great danger this time." Yin Liting said.

Zhang Shan nodded. "Yes, although the Demon Cult has been falling apart over the years, when our six major sects besieged Bright Summit this time, all their scattered forces came to support us. They will not watch the Sharp Gold Flag being completely wiped out by us because of a small matter. Moreover, even if the Sky Eagle Cult really ignores the Sharp Gold Flag, they are no longer a threat with only a few big cats and small cats left."

Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly. They had been fighting here for several days and had defeated the Demon Cult's forces step by step. They were no longer a threat.

"Early tomorrow morning, we will continue to advance, join up with the other major sects, and attack Guangmingding in one go!"

(End of this chapter)