Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 6: Gold Always Shines
Lu Heng walked out of the residence and glanced at the moonlight in the sky.

He didn't expect it.

Song Yuanqiao and the others will accept apprentices on behalf of their masters, making him the eighth-ranked second-generation disciple in Wudang.

That is, from now on.

Even if Song Qingshu saw him, he would salute and call him little uncle.

"Go back first and take a look at the new harvest in the past two days."

"The Eight Heroes of Wudang, it doesn't sound good."

I don't have anything to think about yet.

There are actually advantages to becoming a second-generation disciple, that is, you can choose a few handyman disciples for yourself to drive.

The day before yesterday was still a handyman.

But now he has transformed into a true heir of the Wudang School, and even has the opportunity to go home to visit his relatives.

For the time being, Lu Heng doesn't want to see any parents yet.

He is a time traveler, he didn't absorb the memory of the original owner, he just replaced his body and name.

The dust of the past is gone.

The ups and downs depend on the present.

Had the most restful sleep ever.

After waking up.

There was a knock on the door in the breeze.

"Uncle Lu Heng, are you up yet?"

Open the door.

Lu Heng said with a smile: "Qingfeng, why did you come so early? The second senior brother sent you to deliver the clothes. It happens to be this inner disciple's costume, so you should return it."

Qingfeng was somewhat surprised.

Hearing his master talk about this yesterday made him toss and turn, and he didn't sleep well at all.

Seeing Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu came to look for Lu Heng together in the Miscellaneous Hall, I thought that Lu Heng would get advice from the Wudang Seven Heroes from now on.

Unexpectedly, the head of the sect made an exception to let him be promoted, accepting disciples on behalf of his master, and became the fastest-promoted elder in the history of Wudang School, saving at least 20 years of time.

"Little uncle, don't blame me, this is the blue-shirted gossip Taoist robe that my master asked me to give you, this is the Taoist robe that the fifth uncle spared for you to use first, and the inner hall is still customizing other Taoist robes.

It’s just that you need to go to Zhujian Valley to cast the sword yourself. Zhujian Valley is a subsidiary force of Wudang. It’s on the Wulao Peak. If you want to go, I can take you to see it. "

Lu Heng has no such thoughts for the time being.

What he wants to do the most is to go to the Buddhist scripture hall to see how many of the martial arts secret books contained in Wudang are suitable for him to practice.

"Forget it, don't worry, we'll talk when we have time."

Lu Heng changed his clothes and looked a little refreshed.

Blue shirt and gossip Taoist gown, with hair tied up in a bun, if it weren't for some youth and childishness, it would be full of vigor.

Yu Daiyan is still resting.

The two of them just glanced at each other, and then went to the square of Zhenwu Hall to perform martial arts exercises and morning lessons.

Just arrived in front of the main hall.

But I saw a group of three generations of inner disciples looking at Lu Heng in surprise.

Some fellow students who were familiar with Qingfeng rushed over and asked.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng, this is?"

"Why are you wearing a second-generation blue shirt Taoist robe? Could it be that Grand Master has accepted disciples again?"

"Brother Qingfeng, tell us something."

Lu Heng ignored him, and pushed open the door of Zhenwu Hall to see his elder brother Song Yuanqiao.

And in Zhenwu Hall, I saw a familiar figure from the back.

"Qingshu, how many times have I told you that you still need to polish it, and it is for your own good not to let you go down the mountain for the time being."

"Father, I really want to go out and make a living. Just give me a chance. I haven't had the chance to leave Wudang for so many years. I don't want to be a caged bird."

"Ahem, senior brother, did I disturb you?"

Song Yuanqiao saw Lu Heng and smiled.

Song Qingshu was slightly surprised, and said, "Junior Brother Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"Stinky boy, why don't you pay homage to your little uncle Lu Heng, didn't you tell you yesterday that you forgot it so quickly?"

Song Qingshu's expression was complicated, and he said helplessly: "Qingshu, I'm paying my respects to my junior uncle. I didn't expect that after two days of seeing each other, my junior brother will become my uncle."

"It's all the love of the senior brother and several senior brothers. I'm still far behind. Unlike me, my nephew is from the outside world. He has always lived in Wudang Mountain. Naturally, he is eager to see the scenery outside. He also needs experience. He can't see it without wind and rain. Rainbow, what do brothers think?"

"Okay, Qingshu, in another two years, for your little uncle's sake, I won't restrict you from going out and wandering after your great master's [-]th birthday. If you have the talent of Lu Heng, I will Of course it won't stop you."

"Really, I can go out of the mountain now, thank you father, thank you little uncle!"

To put it bluntly, Song Qingshu is just a teenager, immature in thinking, and staying in Wudang Mountain all the time is not what he wants.

On the contrary, it was Song Yuanqiao who kept trapping him, which aroused the youth's rebellious psychology.

Greeted.

Lu Heng took a handbook from Song Yuanqiao to pass through the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and when he walked out of Zhenwu Hall, Song Qingshu was still waiting for him outside.

"Little uncle, thank you for pleading for me just now. I really want to go out and make a living, and I also want to reach the heights of my father and uncle."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you will become the leader among the three generations of disciples in the future. If you succeed to the head, it's good to go out early to gain insights. Just treat it as me repaying the injustice for you before."

In fact, Lu Heng couldn't tell what he thought about Song Qingshu.

He knew well that when Song Qingshu met Zhou Zhiruo in the future, he turned into a dog licker, and when he met Zhang Wuji and was jealous that he could get Zhang Sanfeng's favor, he blackened and sentenced Wudang.

To put it bluntly, he was spoiled by Song Yuanqiao, and the road became narrower and narrower.

Anyway, the current Song Qingshu is fairly righteous, and most of the outside affairs are done through the second generation of disciples who go out to fight for justice, and are influenced by his eyes and ears.

But what you hear is not always true in practice.

Lu Heng stretched his waist and said, "Let's go to the Zhaitang to have breakfast. If you have nothing else to do, follow me to the Buddhist scripture hall later."

Song Qingshu didn't think much, he was still immersed in the joy of being able to go out, unable to extricate himself.

Naturally agreed.

Walking around the market, almost everyone in Wudang, the inner and outer gates, and the Miscellaneous Hall, got the latest news.

Originally, he was just Yu Daiyan's apprentice, but it turned out that only one day changed. Lu Heng jumped from a grassroots to the eighth hero of Wudang. Among the second-generation disciples, he was promoted the fastest, and also the most incredible.

What Qingfeng said out loud, the more it was spread, the more outrageous it was.

Lu Heng didn't care about these.

"Xiaoheng, why are you free to come to my place today, don't you need to take care of your master?"

Lu Yuan, the keeper of the scriptures on the first floor, glanced at him suspiciously, then saw Song Qingshu, and said with a smile: "Does Qingshu also come to read books? You haven't been here for half a year, right?"

Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "Elder Lu, today I am sending Uncle Lu Heng to the third floor to borrow and select Wudang exercises. Don't hurt me. My father is very strict on weekdays. How can I have such free time to visit the elders?"

"Uncle Lu Heng?"

Lu Yuan widened his eyes and looked carefully, only to find that Lu Heng was wearing the blue gossip Taoist robe unique to the second-generation disciples, and he was somewhat pleased.

As a child of the Lu family, he also very much hoped that Lu Heng would be taken in by Yu Daiyan, but unexpectedly, Lu Heng turned himself into a junior disciple of the head of the sect, and even Zhang Sanfeng's junior apprentice.

"My father accepted apprentices on behalf of the teacher yesterday, and this is how my little uncle is now. This is a handwritten letter written by my father. Can Elder Lu let it go?"

Song Qingshu knew that Lu Yuan was very concerned about rules, so he really didn't dare to offend himself.

It is said that Lu Yuan was once saved by Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng, and when he took over Wudang Mountain, the Lu family also contributed a lot, so it was an exception to teach Lu Yuan some martial arts.

Although he didn't have a teacher, he is the No.1 of Wuzhong who is not a second-generation disciple but has become an elder.

"Good thing, good thing, since Lu Heng has this kind of opportunity, the old man is happy, but don't hate your father and your aunt, I will treat you to tea when I come down later, go upstairs first!"

"Thank you Elder Lu, little uncle, let's go up."

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)