Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

After Song Qingshu left Wudang Mountain, he went straight to Zhang Sanfeng's residence.

Now that Yang Xue has agreed to him taking people into the ancient tomb, there will be no problem for Qi Mu and the other twelve people to practice the Nine Yang Magic.

He needs to ask for medicinal materials and prepare them early.

When Song Qingshu came to the room, he saw the Grand Master writing something and bowed respectfully.

"Master."

"Well, wait." Zhang Sanfeng responded, still writing on the desk.

Song Qingshu didn't speak and waited quietly.

Soon after, Zhang Sanfeng stopped what he was doing, picked up the paper he was writing on and handed it to Song Qingshu.

"This is what you need to get through the Nine Yang Divine Art."

"Thank you, Master." Song Qingshu responded as he took the paper.

"This is the Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation." Zhang Sanfeng took out a book again and handed it to Song Qingshu.

"Master..." Song Qingshu looked at Master in shock.

Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, this is the most powerful formation in Wudang, and it can also be said to be one of the foundations of Wudang.

Strong, very strong.

He didn't expect that the master would give it to him.

Zhang Sanfeng knew Song Qingshu's concerns and smiled: "Take it."

"You know all the Wudang Kung Fu. If you need to teach them, teach them."

Song Qingshu saw trust, relief, and unprecedented support in Taishifu's eyes.

He knew what these Wudang martial arts represented.

The Grand Master must have known about it, but he still gave it all to himself and allowed himself to teach it on his own.

Don't ask who it is, just because you need it.

This is trust in yourself.

"Master Tai, I will not let my martial arts knowledge be leaked."

"Those guys are fine."

"Just handle it yourself." Zhang Sanfeng responded with a smile, and then took a few steps forward.

Raise your hands slightly as a gesture of exhaling.

Then the body started to swing.

A distant voice sounded.

"This is a set of martial arts that Grand Master has learned over the past hundred years."

"It's called Tai Chi."

"This martial arts can be understood, but cannot be taught."

"How much you can learn and understand depends on your understanding."

"You seem to have reached a bottleneck. All the way to the end of martial arts, you have reached the same goal through different paths, and you have mastered it."

"You still have a long way to go."

"..."

As Zhang Sanfeng narrated, he practiced his own Tai Chi skills.

The movement is not fast, or very slow.

There is no inner strength, just like an ordinary old man.

Song Qingshu just watched quietly. He didn't move or imitate.

Tai Chi can only enlighten you.

You know as much as you know.

With his current eyesight, he can naturally see the extraordinary in it.

Use softness to overcome hardness, use strength to fight, build up momentum...and so on.

very many.

Everything seems to be integrated into it. This is not a martial arts, but more like a classic.

"What do you see?" After Zhang Sanfeng finished typing, he looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "A lot."

"How much?" Zhang Sanfeng continued to ask.

"They can." Song Qingshu said in a helpless voice, "But they can't."

"It's easy to imitate, but hard to understand."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "Learn slowly."

"Whether you can or you can't, it's your own path."

"Girl Yang should be going back to the ancient tomb, so go see her off."

"You pass this Tai Chi to Yang Yatou. Your two skills are from the same origin, and now you have reached a bottleneck."

Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. It was not because he wanted to send Yang Xue as a gift, but because he wanted him to teach Tai Chi.

this……

"Master, I don't understand it at all."

"Even if I try it once, it might not look the same."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "That's enough."

"You are different from Yang Yatou. I know everything you have learned. The foundation of Tai Chi is Wudang Kung Fu, so I will be relatively kind to you."

"Girl Yang has learned a lot, and all of it is advanced martial arts, so she has learned more than you."

"The Tai Chi you perform is more suitable than mine."

"Although I created this Tai Chi by myself, I don't know how far it will go in the end."

"I can be regarded as the pioneer at most. Just like the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Magic Art, no one knows how it will be continued by future generations."

"There are countless possibilities for splitting and restructuring."

"Yes." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully and then went out.

The Grand Master's words were a bit profound, and he didn't understand them for a while.

But since Grand Master said it’s okay, then it should be no problem.

Wudang Mountain Gate.

After Song Qingshu arrived, he asked about the Wudang disciples.

After finding out the direction in which Yang Xue and others left, they quickly chased after them.

Ferry.

The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya have already boarded the ship.

At this time, a figure quickly passed through the woods. This person was Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at the merchant ship that had set sail, jumped on it, and landed firmly on it.

"Senior Brother Song."

"Senior Brother Song.

"Senior Brother Song."

"..."

Wudang disciples saw Song Qingshu saluting repeatedly.

In the cabin, Yang Xue and others also noticed the movement on the deck and quickly walked out.

Several people looked at Song Qingshu with some surprise.

"Why are you here, Master?"

"Master, is there something wrong?"

"..."

The four girls Youlan Zhuya asked questions one after another.

Song Qingshu nodded and looked at Yang Xue: "I have something to do with Yang Xue."

"Oh, oh." Youlan Zhuya understood, and left quickly with a smile.

"You guys chat."

"You guys chat."

"..."

Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu with some curiosity in her eyes: "For the medicinal materials?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "Go up and talk."

Yang Xue didn't ask any questions, and the two of them went directly to the top floor of the merchant ship.

"Master Tai taught me a martial art that will be helpful to both you and me." Song Qingshu stood on the deck and said with a smile.

"Watch it."

"I'm just learning too."

After the words fell, his body started to move. Now he could only imitate the previous master's pattern.

Although there are some traces of his own in it, it is still roughly the same as the one made by the previous Grand Master.

Yang Xue looked deeply at Song Qingshu in front of him.

She could sense the extraordinary when Song Qingshu started, and her eyes became more and more shocked.

"Fusion?"

"Integration, yin and yang alternating...the body and shape become one."

"..."

After a long time, Song Qingshu stabilized his body, looked at Yang Xue and smiled awkwardly: "There may be something wrong, but this is all I can do."

"Master Tai Chi said that Tai Chi can only be understood, not taught."

"If a thousand people see it, there may be a thousand understandings."

"Thank you." Yang Xue sighed: "Zhenren Zhang is indeed a martial arts master."

"This Tai Chi can save many people countless years of detours."

"Yes." Song Qingshu realized something in his heart after reading it before.

It is not easy to master martial arts. Tai Chi may seem simple but it integrates various skills and internal strength.

If all martial arts are compared to extremely sharp needles, then Tai Chi is the thread that threads the needles.

Tai Chi brings everything together.

"I'm leaving. After I finish there, I'll go to the ancient tomb to find you." Song Qingshu also wanted to talk more with Yang Xue.

But Dongyue City cannot delay.

Yang Xue said: "Zhenzhen Zhang should give you the medicinal materials needed to practice the Nine Suns Magic Art."

"Give me one, and I'll prepare some for you."

"That thing is more precious than you think."

Seeing Yang Xue's calm eyes, Song Qingshu didn't know what to do for a moment.

He had seen medicinal materials, and many of them were indeed precious and difficult to find.

"I will do it myself."

"Give it to me, why are you so polite?" Yang Xue suddenly laughed.

"I know you are in urgent need of them. There are many ancient tombs, so leave them as they are."

Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, Yang Xue had said so, and he was too embarrassed to refuse.

"OK."

"I'll make a copy for you."

"Yes." Yang Xue responded: "Just give it to Xiaoya and the others."

Soon after, Song Qingshu left the merchant ship.

Youlan Zhuya looked at Yang Xue curiously. Yang Xue and Song Qingshu had been up there for a while.

"Miss, why does the young master come to you?"

"Young master is not the kind of person who comes to us specifically to ask for medicinal materials."

"Yeah, yeah."

"..."

The four girls all know Song Qingshu's character, even though Song Qingshu copied a list of medicinal materials that need to be practiced in the Nine Yang Magic.

But Song Qingshu would definitely not come here specifically for this matter.

"He taught me a martial art." Yang Xue picked up the medicinal materials on the table and looked at them.

These medicinal materials were similar to what she thought, some of them were almost extinct.

The conditions for achieving great success in Nine Yang Magic are very strict.

"Martial arts?" Youlan Zhuya looked at Yang Xue in shock.

Song Qingshu passed down Yang Xuewu's martial arts, what a deal...

There is nothing in the ancient tomb.

The most important thing is that they all heard what Yang Xue meant. This martial arts is not simple. Is it useful to Yang Xue?

"Healing?"

"That's not right. Wudang doesn't have particularly powerful healing techniques. If it did, it wouldn't have taken long for the young master to recover."

"Shenfa?"

"That's not right either."

"..."

Youlan Zhuya guessed each other, but they still felt something was wrong.

"I'll pass it on to you later." Seeing that the four girls were so curious, Yang Xue explained.

"You're a little early."

"It's not just martial arts, it's a kind of enlightenment. Enlightenment with a comprehensive understanding of martial arts can save you a lot of detours."

"This is the martial arts that Master Zhang realized after he was a hundred years old."

"If the Nine Yin Manual can be regarded as the beginning of martial arts, then Tai Chi can be regarded as a kind of sublimation, the sublimation of breakthrough after reaching a certain height."

"It can bring countless confused people closer and faster."

Youlan Zhuya's heart was shocked, one step closer?

A comprehensive understanding of martial arts.

"Top master! Beyond the first class!"

"Tai Chi?"

Yang Xue nodded: "Yes, this martial arts all depends on enlightenment, which includes the conversion of yin and yang internal forces and the use of force to fight."

"The body and shape are unified, ready to move, etc..."

"It's of little use to ordinary people. They can only follow the gourd's example, which may not be as good as ordinary exercises."

"But if you have a certain understanding of martial arts, then this is a treasure book."

The four girls sighed. They all knew what this technique represented.

Zhang Zhenren has created a new shortcut for the martial arts world, or it can be said that he has continued on the path that countless first-rate masters have lost.

With this book, martial arts will take a further step forward in the future.

"Miss, will your strength improve again? Further?" Dongfang You looked at Yang Xue excitedly.

Yang Xue's current strength has reached a bottleneck, and what is missing is integration.

Now with Tai Chi taught by Master Zhang, we may be able to make a quick breakthrough.

The other women also looked at Yang Xue excitedly.

If Yang Xue's strength improves, then there will be a lot less danger in the future.

"It's still early." Yang Xue was silent for a moment.

"It will take time, at least a few years."

"That's good, it's much faster." Dongfang Ya laughed.

Others think so.

Yang Xue and Song Qingshu are both under thirty now. It will take them a few years to master martial arts.

At that time, the two of them were only thirty years old, which was already an unprecedented height.

Yang Xue looked at the four girls and thought for a moment before saying, "Give me a copy of your formation experience."

"Song Qingshu should go directly to the ancient tomb after finishing the matter."

"Those people must have extraordinary internal strength after practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, but if their understanding is too poor, they will not be able to learn advanced martial arts."

"The formation can make up for it a little bit."

"Okay." Youlan Zhuya responded directly.

Since Song Qingshu can allow those people to learn the Nine Yang Divine Art, it means that there must be no problem.

They knew Yang Xue's worries, and they were also worried about Song Qingshu.

If those people are strong, many subsequent things will be much easier to do.

No matter from which aspect, the improvement of the overall strength of the Central Plains Wulin is a good thing.

The other side.

Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others went directly to Dongyue City.

At the same time, they began to spread faith in Wudang, the Sky Eagle Sect, and some familiar forces to help collect some medicinal materials.

Qi Mu and the other twelve people must achieve the Nine Yang Divine Art. Only then can he do many things.

The sooner the better.

Song Qingshu is rushing to Dongyue City, and so are the other martial arts seniors.

Yang Xue had sent a message to senior Nangong Pingping before, and everyone did not refuse after knowing it.

Now that the situation between Zhongyuan and Yuanshi has come to an end, it is a good thing to leave some inheritance.

As for whether the Mingjiao people leaked or other situations occurred, they were not too worried.

Put aside the behavior of everyone in Mingjiao.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue will not die, and there will be no big problems with these two people.

Once you find something wrong, just kill it.

As for relieving the siege of Dongyue City, they were helpless.

It is unrealistic to suppress Yuanshi's side and let Yuanshi compromise in Dongyue City.

At most, everyone restrains each other and cannot take action.