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Chapter 59 "Tai Chi Too Urgent" Part Two

Goudan continued to ask everyone who was hiding from him, but no senior brother was willing to tell Goudan the truth.

Instead, the four senior brothers who came back from facing the wall each respectfully apologized to Goudan, and it was not until Goudan pressed him that he told the truth.

It turned out that the big man Mingtai and all the Wudang disciples had issued an announcement in the morning, and anyone who bullied or taught the elders to practice martial arts would be expelled immediately.

Goudan's first reaction when he found out about this was surprise, and then anger.

Goudan successfully blocked the big man on the only way he could patrol Mingtai.

"Why don't you let me practice martial arts?" Goudan said angrily.

"I've said it so many times, don't worry, the time has not come yet." The big man said with a smile.

"Then you tell me when the time will come?" Goudan shouted.

"You will know when the time comes. You have to ask yourself this, you are just too impatient." The big man avoided Goudan.

Goudan was left standing there angrily and at a loss.

After that, almost all the disciples avoided Goudan.

He was afraid that Master Mingtai would expel him from the school if he had any contact with Goudan.

Although Master Mingtai has a very low status among masters, he is still the master of all his disciples.

But Goudan didn't know what to do, so he could only hide and watch other masters teach their disciples to practice martial arts.

But every time he is discovered, the master who teaches martial arts will stop practicing martial arts and take his disciples away.

It seemed that every master had made an agreement with Mingtai, which made Goudan extremely puzzled.

But a turning point soon appeared.

One morning, all the disciples were called to Wudang Square.

Even Goudan is no exception, and Master Mingtai only has one disciple, Goudan.

Goudan was ranked behind Master Mingtai.

The person on the stage is none other than Master.

The master smiled happily and said: "I, Zhang Sanfeng, have founded Wudang for 63 years. I finally figured out a boxing method today. This boxing method combines the changes of yin and yang and the five elements of Yi Xue. I temporarily call this boxing Tai Chi. I will teach you today.”

Everyone cheered, but Mingtai kept a straight face.

The master smiled and said: "My health is not good anymore. I will probably fight for you for three days in a row. I will fight for you once a day. How much you can learn depends on your luck. The characteristic of this Tai Chi is that the movement is continuous from beginning to end. Running through "yin and yang" and "empty and solid", this is reflected in the Tai Chi movements as each boxing posture has "opening and closing", "circle and square", "rolling and releasing", "empty and solid", "light". "Shen", "soft and hard", "slow and fast", and there are left and right, up and down, inside and outside, big and small, advance and retreat in the movements. Let me demonstrate this for the first time."

After Master finished speaking, he slowly started Tai Chi on the stage, and everyone in the audience followed suit.

Only Mingtai, relying on his big body, stood in front of Goudan.

Goudan could barely see his master's movements, and he was so angry that he dodged left and right.

Mingtai's huge size blocked almost half of it, and Goudan could see less than half of his moves.

After finishing the exercise, the master wiped the sweat from his head and said: "That's it for today, there are still two days left. Everyone, understand it carefully and keep your mind calm and your body relaxed."

After finishing speaking, Master slowly left the hall and returned to the inner hall.

The masters were left behind and dismissed their disciples.

Goudan gritted his teeth and looked at Mingtai fiercely. Goudan thought that this Tai Chi was his opportunity.

It's time to practice martial arts.

Mingtai discussed Tai Chi with other masters.

One of the masters said: "This Tai Chi has no lethality at all. It is probably because the master is old. Create a self-made martial arts and want to pass it down. What kind of martial arts is this?"

Mingtai nodded his head and recalled every Tai Chi move. He was so weak that he seemed unable to actually fight.

But the master is old, who dares to contradict him.

Mingtai gritted his teeth and thought about whether he could let Goudan watch Tai Chi.

That night, Goudan poured out all the water in the house.

He sneaked to the kitchen and poured rice wine into the teapot.

Place it next to Mingtai's bed.

In the middle of the night, Mingtai got up thirsty and took half a sip when he understood Goudan's intention.

Smiling wryly, how could the rice wine in the kitchen be drunk?

But the next day, Mingtai deliberately didn't get up and went to learn Tai Chi.

All other masters and disciples imitated every move of their master.

Only Goudan directly brought a pen and paper and sat on the ground to record everything about his master.

On the third day that followed, Mingtai also deliberately slept through noon.

Seeing Goudan happily holding the Tai Chi he drew in his hand, he smiled happily.

After that, Goudan practiced Tai Chi diligently almost every afternoon. These Mingtai saw it but did not stop him.

Even whenever Goudan was asleep, Mingtai would correct Goudan's Tai Chi in his arms.

Optimize moves and eliminate weak moves.

But these idiots don't know, and they don't think that Mingtai will help them.

In Wudang, Tai Chi has also become a compulsory morning exercise and is included in the morning exercises.

But the disciples all did it perfunctorily, and only Goudan beat them very seriously.

Everyone has also discussed the actual combat of Tai Chi, but Tai Chi is far inferior to Qi's other martial arts.

Five more years passed, and Master's health became worse and worse.Finally unable to hold on, Xianyou left, and everyone in Wudang almost burst into tears.

But the masters don't know who is suitable to succeed the Wudang leader.

So he used the rules that he had set early that year.

It's obviously not suitable for the masters to fight, but what the Wu-Dang Sect needs is inheritance.

This teaching of martial arts is obviously the inheritance of Wudang.

Each master would send a disciple to participate in the competition, and the master who taught the No. 1 disciple would succeed as the leader of Wudang.

Each of the fifteen masters has a dozen or even dozens of disciples, and each one chooses the one with the best martial arts among his disciples.

But because the number of people is not equal, there will always be byes.Mingtai was remembered by the masters, and compared with the masters, Mingtai was actually one level lower.

There are those who are lower than the masters and higher than the apprentices.

There is also an apprentice who only knows Tai Chi and is suitable for this No. 16 spot.

This is a major event in Wudang and for the sake of fairness and justice, Mingtai was given a spot.

It is said that everyone in the Wudang inheritance has a responsibility, but in fact it is just for Mingtai to fill the gap and prevent one person from missing the competition.

And this Master Mingtai has only one disciple, Chen Changsheng.

. . . . . .

Junior Brother Changsheng on the left, Junior Brother Qingshan on the right.

Tournament begins.

Qingshan almost ran up and shouted: "Wudang Fuhu Fist is here to ask for advice."

Goudan smiled and said, "Wudang Tai Chi."

Qingshan rushed forward with a smile on his face, not caring at all about the martial arts he used to exercise every morning.

But he was beaten to the ground in just two blows. A few moves were as powerful as four or two.

Everyone was puzzled at first, and then laughed.They all laughed at Qingshan's master who was not good at employing people and couldn't even defeat this simple Tai Chi.

But Qingshan himself understood that the Tai Chi in front of him was not as simple as it seemed.

At first, no one paid much attention, but in the competition between eight into four and four into two.

Goudan actually used Tai Chi to knock his opponent to the ground every three or two times.

This made all the masters begin to doubt Goudan's Tai Chi.

Everyone seemed to find something strange in it. Tai Chi originally relied on Qiao Jin to be weak.

But this Goudan's punches are huge, and he uses his fists as whips to make good use of hammer blows and internal energy.

Every disciple who had fought took off his shirt and could see a large black mark on the spot where he was hit.

The finals.

Inexplicably, he became Changsheng, a disciple of Master Mingtai, and fought against Xinghe, a disciple of Master Lei Bao.

Of course, there was still one day left for the competition, and Master Lei Bao secretly watched Goudan's usual martial arts training.

The intention of this Tai Chi is not to use force, to use stillness to brake, to use softness to overcome hardness, and to harmonize yin and yang.

But Goudan gave up everything when practicing, and his fists were like whips and cannons.All his moves are fatal, and this bitch only practices Tai Chi.No other senior brother would encounter the dilemma of what move to make during actual combat.

Master Lei Bao shook his head, thinking about what to do.

The next day, the finals began.

Xinghe's Taiyi Five Elements Fist failed to pass even ten moves, and was pushed more than a meter away by Goudan's fists and fell to the ground unconscious.

Master Lei Bao immediately stood up and shouted: "What kind of fist did you use, Changsheng?"

Goudan said without thinking: "Wudang Tai Chi."

"Tai Chi is both strong and soft, how could you be so violent?" Lei Bao shouted in front of all the masters.

Several masters glanced at Mingtai and stood up to ask, "What kind of fist are you doing?"

"Who taught you martial arts?"

"You are too hostile."

. . .

All the other words were pressed towards Goudan.

Goudan froze on the spot and was at a loss. It seemed that his martial arts was not what Mingtai taught him.

Under the pressure of several masters, Goudan could hardly answer a word.

"Mingtai, did you teach this disciple?" Lei Bao said.

Mingtai smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I never taught him any moves."

"If it's not Jiji, then I can't be counted as your disciple. You have such great ability in longevity, but you don't know Wudang at all, right?" Lei Bao said.

It is well known that Goudan does not know other martial arts skills.

Mingtai looked at the senior brothers and didn't know how to answer. He knew in his heart that it was useless to say anything.

Lei Bao waved his hand and said: "You know what to do, take your disciple down. This competition does not count, we will start over."

Mingtai thought that this was the only way, but Godan in the audience exploded.

"Since you think this is not Wudang martial arts, just let me go down the mountain. I don't want to wait for Wudang like this." Goudan shouted.

Mingtai wanted to say something else, but Lei Bao stood up and said, "Since you insist on leaving, we won't stop you. You can go down the mountain. This competition is invalid and we can compete again another day."

The other masters nodded in agreement.

Goudan went to the room to pack his luggage without even thinking about it.

And Mingtai quickly caught up.

Goudan was packing his luggage in the room without saying a word to Mingtai.

Mingtai handed over the Tai Chi written by Bedside Goudan himself and said: "I guess we won't see each other again once we leave this time. Your Tai Chi is still yours. Your Tai Chi has nothing to do with Wudang, and I don't know either. How to say it. Let’s move on along the way and don’t dwell too much on the past.”

Goudan subconsciously slapped the book down on the ground and said, "Do you need you to take care of me?"

But he glanced at his Tai Chi on the ground, sighed and picked it up.He muttered, "Maybe I can teach my partner Tai Chi when I go down the mountain this time."

Goudan almost didn’t stop when he went down the mountain.

I was seven years old when I entered the mountain gate, and I was already fifteen or sixteen when I left the mountain.

More than eight years were wasted in this Wudang.

Going down the mountain, Goudan felt familiar all the way.

But Chenjia Village at the foot of the mountain disappeared, leaving Goudan confused.

Goudan was looking around, and at first Goudan thought he had forgotten the way to Chenjiacun.

Until I met a roadside teahouse and asked about it.

Goudan collapsed.

Eight years ago, Chenjiacun was massacred because it could not pay the offerings demanded by bandits.

Still, more than a dozen Wudang disciples lined up on Wudang Mountain and went down to help, although they were able to defeat the bandits.

But it was too late, all the children in the village were killed.

There were only a few children and a helpless old man left. Within a few days, the old man also became ill with longing and passed away.

The child was taken away by a passing caravan from Guide Mansion.

"Guide Mansion." Goudan muttered, and everyone was stunned when he heard this, thinking about how Mingtai came back that year and was covered in injuries.

Goudan seemed to understand something and looked at the Tai Chi in his hand turning.

On the last page, there are actually these lines of small words.

The handwriting is obviously not my own.

(I received a mission that asked me to go down the mountain to exterminate the bandits. Later I found out that I was going to Chenjia Village. You said that if you have success in martial arts, you will go down the mountain and return to the village. This is the secret of my not teaching you martial arts.)
Goudan couldn't help but shed tears when he saw this.

. . . . . .

Intermittently for half a month, news came from various places in Wudang.

The bandits' cottages were all massacred one by one, and it is said that there was only one person.

After asking where the cottage is, they start killing.

No one has seen this person before, they only know that this person is extremely powerful with two swords.

His movements are weird and his swords are deadly.

If he is hit by a knife, he will fly half a meter away. The story of defeating one against a hundred has become a joke among storytellers.

In less than a month, all the bandits disappeared in Wudang.

And there was another master of swordsmanship who disappeared.

A hundred years later, Chenjiagou in Wen County, Jiaozuo City, Henan Province.

"The horse step is the foundation of Tai Chi." The master said seriously.

"Master, is this Tai Chi really our own? Why do some people say that Wudang also has Tai Chi." The child said with a smile.

The master smiled and said: "My master once said that this Tai Chi belongs to our Chen family. If you don't believe me, go and see the Tai Chi in Wudang. Can it compare with ours?"

"Yes, that's what the master said." The child trotted happily.

(End of this chapter)