Martial Arts: Fusion of the Holy Lord, Xu Weixiong cried in shock!

The morning glow is rising.

Clear skies.

Wu-Tang Clan

"father."

A tall, elegant and handsome man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looked at a closed cave door, his eyes full of confusion.

He asked in confusion:"What is in the cave? Why hasn't Master ever let us in?"

Song Yuanqiao replied gently:"Not to mention you, even within the entire Wudang Sect, there are only a handful of people who know the secrets in this cave."

"Back then, your master told us to keep it a secret as much as possible. Even if you really wanted to say it, you would have to wait a few years."

"Now two or three years have passed, and our Wudang sect has been living in peace without any trouble. I'm sure your master won't mind if I tell you this."

Song Qingshu was even more curious.

Three years ago, when he returned from traveling down the mountain, he saw that the door of the cave was closed, with a heavy lock on the outside, and the area within a few miles was classified as territory.

No third party of the Wudang Sect was allowed. Dai disciples have entered and exited without authorization. No one has entered the cave for several years, and no one has been allowed to mention it even within the surrounding area. No one knows what the secret is inside.

The leader among his disciples, his father Song Yuanqiao loved him very much. He always knew everything about the internal affairs of the sect, but

Song Qingshu asked him several times about the cave in front of him, but he always refused. Revealing nothing.

This made him extremely puzzled.

Song Qingshu continued:"Dad, please tell me quickly!"

He couldn't wait.

In the past few years, he had wanted Song Yuanqiao to tell him the truth inside the cave more than once, but he had never been able to get the answer he wanted.

Today he finally saw hope, so naturally he had to take advantage of it and break the casserole to ask questions. After all.

Song Yuanqiao looked serious and asked:"How many disciples do you think your master has in total?"

"Dad, it's so good. Why do you ask?"

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty knows that Zhang Sanfeng, the leader of Wudang, has seven disciples, and they are also called the Seven Heroes of Wudang. They have been famous for a long time, and their methods are extraordinary.

They can stand alone.

And Zhang Sanfeng has only accepted these seven in his life. Song

Qingshu said:"Our master only has seven disciples, isn't it you and the seven uncles?"

"No.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said:"This is the secret that your master has been hiding from you for many years. In fact, you also have an uncle. You should call him the eighth uncle.""

"He joined our Wudang Sect, but he has not been seen in public for only two or three years, and your master does not allow us to mention it to outsiders."

"So you don't know, haven't even heard of him"

"What?!"

After hearing the news, Song Qingshu's eyes were full of shock and wonder. His body was slightly stunned, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

No, isn't it?!

Is what dad said true?!

Zhang Sanfeng has taken on a young disciple.

How come they have never heard of him before? Every move of Zhang Sanfeng, who is known as Taishan Beidou, attracts attention from all parties. If someone can be accepted as his disciple, it will definitely be a big deal.

Since then, they have heard almost nothing!

For Song Qingshu, these words are like a thunderbolt in the sky. You must know that Zhang Sanfeng has extremely strict requirements for his disciples. The Seven Heroes of Wudang will definitely be powerful and famous all over the world. Of course , it is impossible to compare with the top evil geniuses, but it also shows that it is definitely not easy for ordinary people to be favored by Zhang Sanfeng.

After a long time, Song Qingshu asked again:"Dad, what about us? Uncle Eighth Master, there must be something special about him, right? otherwise……"

Song Yuanqiao smiled bitterly

"When your eighth uncle entered the school, he was just a child, only fourteen years old. He has been in seclusion since he was admitted to the door, staying in that cave!"

When his eyes fell on the closed door of the cave, Song Qingshu suddenly realized.

That's it.

I didn't expect that this was the mystery in the cave that no one had noticed.

However, this shocked Song Qingshu even more.

He was only fourteen years old.

He actually

How can he be compared with Song Yuanqiao and others?

What on earth does Zhang Sanfeng think?

Even if he is really talented and works hard day and night, how can he be at the same level as the Seven Heroes of Wudang?

Song Yuanqiao was a little unconvinced and said:"Dad, is the Eighth Master Uncle a little liar? How can a teenage child……"

"Shut up."

He interrupted Song Qingshu's words, looked serious, and said seriously:"Don't talk nonsense. Your master once asserted that your eighth uncle is a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a hundred years."

"As time goes by, I'm afraid my achievements will be even greater than his!"

"He also said that it was not his blessing that he joined Wudang, but our Wudang sect’s blessing!"!!!!

Song Qingshu was shocked and speechless.

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