Taoist Yuxu and Zhao Qingchan chatted until late at night. They had just had the New Year’s Eve dinner, and the former felt the cold coming and he thought that there would inevitably be heavy snow tonight, so he decided to sleep in.

Zhao Qingchan couldn't figure out what his master meant, so she fell asleep early.

These days, there are no mobile phones, computers, virtual game warehouses, and so much work every day. In addition, there is no internal force to possess it. If you don’t go to bed early, you will definitely lose your hair!

As expected.

The next morning.

Zhao Qingchan lost her hair...

No, he actually had a spring dream and almost overflowed.

Fortunately, he is resourceful and well aware of the disadvantages of destroying one's body, so he refused the girl's unreasonable request!

After he woke up, he glanced at Taoist Yuxu who was sleeping in, then tiptoed to wash up, and when he pushed open the door, the coldness came towards him.

Zhao Qingchan's eyes lit up, only watching the heavy snow outside and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles.

The seven old locust trees in the Sutra Pavilion were already covered with white frost, fluffy and spectacular.

He habitually carried the broom and stepped into the soft snow with one foot, and soon ran to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Looking around.

Wudang's mountains are covered with silver, and the jade trees and branches are like ink and water, full of ancient charm.

"So beautiful." Zhao Qingchan looked at him for a long time and sighed.

Then he reached out and closed the window to prevent more snow from falling into the Sutra Pavilion.

"only……"

"Just what?"

Zhao Qingchan moved his ears. He didn't know who had arrived at the Sutra Pavilion. His voice sounded full of energy, his feet were silent, and his breath was long, and he was like a master.

But this is Wudang Mountain, so it will not be an outsider.

So he smiled and said, "I just felt a little tired of sweeping. The snow in the yard is probably not enough to be cleaned up in one day."

Then he turned around and said, "And looking at the weather today, it will probably take a few more days, but it will snow on New Year's Eve, which will definitely be a good omen..."

After saying that.

Zhao Qingchan finally saw clearly the person behind him.

Next second.

His expression changed slightly, and he immediately bowed and said, "Three generations of disciple Zhao Qingchan, please see the head master."

"Get up."

"yes."

He saw Zhang Sanfeng, the man Zhang Zhenren who he had been in Wudang Mountain for a year but had never seen.

Zhao Qingchan has never seen him, but Taoist Yuxu and his senior brothers will mostly inform the new disciples of the appearance of the head master to prevent some young and ignorant Taoist children from really catching up with their own head.

Zhang Sanfeng is nearly a hundred years old, with a childish face, and looks energetic. He has been wearing a plain Taoist robe for many years. There are balls of wool at the corners of the corners. His face seems a bit majestic, but his eyes are very kind.

Zhao Qingchan pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Sanfeng held the "Southern Hua Sutra" in his hand and slowly walked to his side, setting up the window again. The wind and snow hit again, but it was like hitting an invisible air wall, rolling away one after another, forming a very interesting picture.

Zhao Qingchan looked at the snow scene with relish, but the latter looked at him a little.

"Zhao Qingchan is talented and never forgets everything he sees. He likes to read the Taoist sect. His mind is a bit stable, but he is a little erratic.

"Well, according to his own words, his brain circuit is abnormal and he can say wherever he thinks."

Obviously.

Regarding Zhao Qingchan’s living habits, personality, and character, Taoist Yuxu had long informed Zhang Sanfeng of it.

The head of Wudang looked into his eyes.

Very interesting.

No sign of envy was found.

He doesn't seem to yearn for such extraordinary means.

But what Zhang Sanfeng didn't know was that Zhao Qingchan really didn't seem to be envious. He could do this easily in his previous life, and this life was no problem. It was just a question of whether he wanted to practice or not.

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it and asked, "I think it's very tiring to sweep the snow, so why don't you practice internal strength and strengthen your physical fitness?"

"Master Yuxu said that the internal skills and mental methods of our Wudang Sect need to have a deep understanding of the relevant Taoist treasures. He also said that many uncles did not understand the Taoist treasures in their early years, and now they have many bottlenecks and their realm cannot be improved!"

"Then I will spend two more years looking at Daozang. I believe that when I practice in the future, I will be less difficult."

"Especially I am still young, so I don't have to be careful of anything I'm tired." Zhao Qingchan responded.

"Well, the idea is pretty good, but it's rare to be able to persist in not practicing in the face of becoming a master of the martial arts world." Zhang Sanfeng nodded and asked softly: "How many Taoist scriptures do you think you have understood?"

"Please forgive my disciple for being a little ignorant and simple, but now I have only opened the nine orifices."

"I don't know anything?" Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned and said immediately.

But he still couldn't help but laugh. The little guy's brain circuit in front of him was indeed extraordinary. He dared to say such words in front of him. He really wanted to slap him in the snow pile and rub him...

"Hehe, everyone says that the head master is kind and friendly. I just want to try it?" Zhao Qingchan said with his head down, but he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

no way.

I'm used to being skinny.

A habit of more than twenty years.

In addition, he grew up from Qidian Orphanage and had so many unreasonable brothers and sisters. How could he be like a normal person?

It's only been less than a year since time travel, how do you ask him to change it?

He had tried his best to restrain himself in Wudang Mountain. If he were in the world, he would have been a wild dog that had been out of control and would never return.

"Well, even if you haven't read one thoroughly, have you ever memorized a few Taoist scriptures?"

"Yes." Zhao Qingchan hesitated for a moment and said, "I have memorized almost one-third of the books in the Sutra Library."

"oh……"

"Hmm???" Zhang Sanfeng's eyes lit up, but he still looked at Zhao Qingchan with a little disbelief. He couldn't help asking, "Have you recited one-third of the three thousand Taoist sects in the Sutra Pavilion?"

Zhao Qingchan nodded, and he glanced at his attribute panel.

[You have successfully studied 1001 Taoist sects, and the cultivation value of Taoist martial arts secrets +100% (perfect).]

[Taking the same method: the cultivation value of martial arts secrets in the Jianghu River + 30%, the cultivation value of martial arts secrets in the Buddhist temple + 20%]

[Touch the same-sense: Your chance of breaking the realm increases by 10.01%]

[Taking the same method: Taoist martial arts secrets and insights +100%]

[Second profession·Jianghu category: Gua Master Level 6, Feng Shui Master Level 6, Funeral Master Level 6, Doctor Level 6, Formation Master Level 6.]

[Second occupation·Cultural category: Calligraphy Level 7]

no way.

Some secondary professions in Jianghu can memorize them within level 6 and do not require actual combat operations.

As for the level 7 of cultural calligraphy, it was written down by him over 300 days...

But from this point alone, it is enough to prove that the Sutra Library not only contains Taoist books, but also many other books, which are simply all-encompassing and omnipresent.

Summary: For Zhao Qingchan, who has the "unforgettable memory", one glance at the book will make a fortune for ten years!

So he coughed lightly and said, "Well, it's so normal. Anyway, I can't forget it after reading it. So I read it faster and like to slowly think about it in my heart at night. How many books a day are recorded in total, and now I have recorded a total of 1,001 Daozangs."

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was thrust, you really deserve the four words "not forgetting after seeing". He was over 40 years old, and had achieved success in his cultivation and his memory continued to strengthen, so he had such ability.

Zhao Qingchan has such talent when she was only in her teenage years. If she could use this kind of thing to remember in martial arts, wouldn’t she be able to practice a set of kung fu to the level of perfection in those few days?

certainly.

Routines are routines, and actual combat is practical combat. The two cannot be compared.

Only by breaking up the tricks in the routine and using them on the tricks against the enemy can it be considered a true pinnacle.

Otherwise, no matter how well a martial arts master is, he will be like a copy and it will look scary.

Zhang Sanfeng was so unexamined that he had no idea about his meaning. Taoist Yuxu often reported how many Taoist scriptures he had recorded two months ago.

Now I'm too lazy to tell myself.

Looking at it now, it seems to be hit?

"Tsk tsk, my poor junior brother..."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and sighed a little, as if he thought of Zhang Cuishan who might have been killed, and said with a little sadness: "It is a good idea to read first and then learn, just like the "Tao Te Ching". I don't dare to say that you can see through it thoroughly now. Since you have outstanding talents and still have enough perseverance."

"Then let's read slowly and learn slowly. After you finish reading all the Taoist treasures in the Sutra Pavilion in the future, you can come to the back mountain to ask me about some confusion."

Zhao Qingchan was surprised. The meaning of this sentence was too obvious and too unreserved!

He hurriedly responded: "Yes, disciples must study hard and practice hard, and live up to the instructions of the head master."

"Okay!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed happily and shook the "South China Sutra" in his hand: "I took the "South China Sutra" and recorded it on the record. If I haven't returned it for half a month, I will go to the back mountain to find me to retrieve it. Don't delay the understanding of others."

"Yes, the head master." Zhao Qingchan felt so happy.

What is this called?

Zhang Sanfeng clearly wanted to accept himself as his disciple.

Sure enough, if you are handsome, the great master will take the initiative to accept you as your disciple!

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