Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 2 Martial Arts Sanfeng
"Old men mislead young people and do great harm to them."

Zhang Yuqing was unwilling and angry.

He was cursing all the way.

With his optimistic personality, he is by no means a thorn in the side, and he can wait quietly for the county examination to end.

But he never expected that he would be the one being persecuted. The iron fist of society was imposed on him, and he realized that the world was dark.

There is no other way, so the crow can only lift the table.

And he originally thought that there should be Confucianism and Taoism in this world where there are martial arts and demons.

If this is the case, he would not mind being a copycat of literature in the two realms, a great Confucian in the world, and being known as a scholar.

Exhale into wind and rain, swing your sword to kill ghosts and gods.

Achievements in a generation of saints.

But...no!

Come on, study, read about his ancestors, they are a bunch of useless Confucianism and corrupt Confucianism.

One day, with the knife in hand, I will trample all the bones of the prince in the street.

"call--"

Zhang Yuqing let out a sigh of relief and exhaled his anger, "The Classics and History Collection is too false, but martial arts is still real."

"If you want to know the way to eternal life, you should entertain guests from all over the world, sneak up to the sky, and climb to the sky..."

This is what the principle says, and this is how the music is sung.

All the way out of Yuntai Academy is a bustling riverside commercial street in the inner city.

The river is called Yinlong River, winding and flowing through Yuntai.

It flows through the 800-mile plain and enters the Great Lake at Hanyue Mansion.

The commercial streets are full of vendors selling antiques, calligraphy and painting, rouge and gouache, pawnshops, banks, restaurants and teahouses.

A stone bridge spans both sides of the bank.

There are literati standing in the middle of the bridge, writing poems and chanting to the painted boat floating in the middle of the river.

Outside the painting boat, there are warblers and swallows, each with its own merits.

The dancing sleeves are gently swaying, and the piano and harp are singing in harmony.

I have to say that this is the advantage of literati.

Can have sex for free in a true sense.

Zhang Yuqing was not in the mood, so he went straight outside a martial arts gym.

The four words on the plaque read clearly, "Liuhe Martial Arts School!"

“Drink, drink, drink—” the vigorous sound of martial arts training came from inside.

However, there is a sign outside the museum that reads:

"Martial arts apprentices, one hundred and two! It's a small business, and you can't afford credit!"

Ha~ A small business of one hundred and two people.

Zhang Yuqing laughed at himself, took out his money bag and looked at it, only a few broken pieces of silver.

"Damn it, martial arts training is so expensive."

Come on, go home in despair!
……

In the evening, the sun sets at dusk and the afterglow of the setting sun shines.

In the outer city courtyard, the eldest brother Zhang Yucheng returned from work.

Soap clothes and soap boots, with a big knife at the waist.

He is tall and tall, with long hair on his temples, and traces of wind and frost under the corners of his face.

The eldest brother has been in the fishing gang since he was a child, supporting the dilapidated Zhang family, and is used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world. Fortunately, he is valued by a senior in the fishing gang and learns martial arts.

After many twists and turns, he married a wife, gave birth to a daughter, and worked as an errand in the Demon Slayer Division.

Life gradually stabilized.

My sister-in-law also picked up my little niece An An early, a delicate and pink girl, soft-spoken, lively and cute, reciting poems while shaking her head.

Zhang Yuqing sighed as he watched this scene.

He has been dragging his eldest brother down for a long time, and now he is so arrogant that he wants to abandon literature and join the martial arts, which is really unspeakable.

But that mysterious fairy fate is like a high-ranking goddess.

It can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

Use him as a spare tire to whet his appetite.

Give him some hope without giving him any real hope.

You have such a funny mentality like a bitch!

"I still don't believe it. With my ability, I can't survive in this world."

Zhang Yuqing was thinking about ways to make money.

Copying poems and articles, most of them are forgotten, and only occasionally I can come up with a sentence or two!

Glass, perfume, wine...the world seems to have it all.

He doesn't know how to refine white sugar or anything like that, and the physicalization has been returned to the teacher a long time ago.

Uh, it’s difficult!
"Yuqing, what are you thinking about? Brother seems to have something on your mind."

Zhang Yucheng changed his clothes and came over. He had dense and strong muscles and a deep and powerful voice. He sat on the stone steps next to Zhang Yuqing.

"Alas——" Zhang Yuqing stopped talking. "If you have something on your mind, don't hide it, tell me!" Zhang Yucheng put his hand on his and smiled broadly.

"It's nothing, I just can't continue reading this crappy book."

Zhang Yuqing confided in her heart and revealed everything about the academy, which made her feel relieved.

"What, there's this thing!"

After Zhang Yucheng heard this, he frowned angrily, veins popped up on his arms, and said viciously,
"That old man dared to bully my second brother. Tomorrow, my eldest brother will secretly reward him with a few sap, regain his place, and avenge this for you."

Zhang Yuqing waved his hand, "Forget it, there's someone behind that old man, it's just causing trouble."

"Besides, I don't want to study anymore."

"Don't study? How can you do it if you don't study?" Zhang Yucheng shouted loudly.

Zhang Yuqing looked at his elder brother Zhang Yucheng, looked at each other and said seriously,

"Studying is not the only way out, brother, I want to practice martial arts!"

"Practice martial arts?" Zhang Yucheng was stunned.

"good."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yucheng suddenly grinned and patted his shoulders, his eyes full of relief, "I still remember when I taught you martial arts when you were a child. You felt tired and miserable at the time, and you couldn't stop crying!"

"I didn't expect that I would grow up in the blink of an eye."

"Brother, did you agree?" Zhang Yuqing blinked in surprise.

"Agreed." Zhang Yucheng nodded, "If you want to practice martial arts, can I still stop you?"

"Besides, you have always been smart and will definitely be the best among people in the future."

"Brother will teach you martial arts tomorrow."

Warmth swept through Zhang Yuqing's heart, and unnecessary worries disappeared.

How can the Liuhe Martial Arts School be ruined without the eldest brother personally teaching martial arts!

……

The night is getting darker!
The branches and leaves are supported by the moonlight, and they are broken like residual snow.

Zhang Yu fell asleep early in the morning, and in a daze, he saw the Zhang family genealogy in his consciousness slowly turning a page.

The sky is arranged around the sky and operates in an orderly manner.

The radiance spreads and the stars fall in the wild.

Also see the text on the first page of the genealogy:

“Trees have roots and water has a source.”

"A family has a genealogy, just like a country has a history! History records the deeds of a country, and genealogy tells the origins of generations! The ancestors were established in one person and spread through thousands of people..."

As lines of text come into view!

Zhang Yuqing's consciousness also gradually drifted away, and his heart was touched, and he opened a door.

Coming to Fangdao Palace from a unique perspective.

Green smoke curls up, and various patterns of dragons and phoenixes are carved on the large pillars.

The mountains and rivers on the stone walls are sculpted with gold paint, and Taoist gods are lifelike.

In the middle, Emperor Zhenwu is sitting upright, looking down at the world, accompanied by two generals, the tortoise and the snake, on both sides.

Under the statue of Zhenwu, a silver-haired old Taoist wearing a sun and moon Taoist robe is resting his mind in a confused and chaotic state. He seems to be half asleep and half awake, but in fact it is in line with the principle of the beginning of chaos and the birth of yin and yang.

"Yuqing!"

"The disciple is here."

Zhang Yuqing responded instinctively, and a group of memories emerged.

The old Taoist is Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, and he is the fourth generation grandson of the Wudang Zhang family.

The orthodox direct descendant!

This... made Zhang Yuqing completely confused.

Is this the correct way to understand genealogy, arranging origins out of thin air?

And it was related to Zhang Sanfeng in Chinese history. In his impression, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have never married in his life!

Facing this legendary figure, Zhang Yuqing felt a little guilty. He only hoped that Lao Sanfeng would find out the clues and kill him as some kind of monster.

At this age, Zhang Sanfeng is definitely a man of extraordinary ability.

Comprehend Yin and Yang and operate Tai Chi.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a heavenly being on earth.

The old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng opened and closed his eyes, with a mysterious and mysterious Taoist charm, and a vague voice came,

"Today the old Taoist will teach you the secret technique of Wudang, the golden bell of the pure Yang power."

"Listen carefully."

"Inhale the crane to fly up, exhale to the bottom of the sea, the air and shape merge into one, my Dantian is my refuge..."

A mantra for external skills and mental skills is recited.

And the old Taoist pointed his finger out of thin air, and in Zhang Yuqing's consciousness, he began to practice the moves of Chunyang Great Kung Fu Golden Bell Cover.

(End of this chapter)