He raised his hand in a semicircle, and dozens of cold lights in front of him were instantly reflected back. He took a step forward and slapped the old monk in front of him on the back with his palm.
"ah!"
With a scream, the abbot of the Vajra Temple flew out from the door.
He glanced at the iron box in his hand very carefully. In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, the box in front of him was far more important than the half-disabled abbot of the Vajra Temple who was slapped by his palm outside.
He swiped his finger through the middle of the iron box and wiped it with his palm. A piece of parchment had been sucked out. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was indeed a prescription.
Striding out of the gate of the Buddhist temple, there were already screams outside.
As the figures of the Wudang elders flashed, the Vajra Sect disciples fell to the ground one by one.
Although it only took a short time to take out the prescription in the iron box, when Zhang Sanfeng came out, there was not a single disciple of the Vajra Temple standing there.
He raised his hand and handed the jade bottle and parchment to an elder. He also explained the efficacy of the black jade ointment and took a look at the small door behind the Buddha statue.
Although the Vajra Temple has been destroyed, the domineering look on Zhang Sanfeng's face has not diminished but increased.
"The leader is going to Dadu?"
The oldest elder carefully put away the jade bottle and parchment. This elixir was already the foundation of the sect's inheritance, and he naturally knew how important it was.
"Yes, the old Taoist has stayed in the mountains for decades, and people have come to provoke him. If he doesn't show up, I'm afraid the next step will be to surround Wudang Mountain!"
Looking in the direction of Dadu, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes already showed murderous intent: "Since the last time I went to Dadu, Yuanting's Imperial Master has not been changed in the past few decades. It's time for a new one. I don't believe it. My disciple will be replaced."
If he is crippled and sent to Wudang Mountain, Yuanting will know nothing about it!"
After finishing a set of Wudang long punches, heat surged through his body. Zhao Wen glanced gratefully at Yu Daiyan, who was sitting on the chair with a cold face.
A set of basic boxing techniques can achieve such good results. Although Zhao Wen has a good physique and has sufficient potential, it is also inseparable from Yu Daiyan's careful teaching.
"Buzz!"
The stone gate in his mind trembled slightly, and the passage that had been closed after entering this world was instantly reopened, and Zhao Wen was suddenly ecstatic.
Calculating the time, he has only entered this world for more than ten days, but his mission has been completed. As long as he enters the stone gate in his mind and leaves this world, he can gain decades of internal strength.
With such inner strength, if nothing else, at least in the Great Qin world, he can ensure his own safety, and even have a few more choices when entering a new world in the future.
"Old Yu, thank you for your guidance these past ten days!" His body shape is not much different from when he entered this world, but his streamlined muscles let Zhao Wen know that his time of these past ten days was definitely not in vain.
"Boy, you are not a Wudang disciple. I can only teach you Wudang Changquan. I can't teach you anything else!" Yu Daiyan whispered with a vigilant look on his face.
Although Zhao Wen has good talent, he is poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Looking at his thin skin and tender flesh, he knows that he is well-nourished and can practice martial arts quickly. But since the other party is so wasteful of one of his favors, and he is not a Wudang disciple.
Even if he owed a favor, he would not be able to teach the subsequent kung fu unless he became a member of the Wudang Sect.
However, thinking that one of his favors was only worth a basic set of long fists, Yu Daiyan looked at Zhao Wen with a bit more anger, which meant that he couldn't do it now, otherwise he would definitely let Zhao Wen know.
The strength of Wudang Yu Sanxia.
"I'm leaving!" Zhao Wen didn't expect that he just wanted to learn more Wudang and other Kungfu, but Yu Daiyan would be so wary of him, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Although he didn't know if he would have a chance to enter this world again, after all, the other party taught him a set of Wudang Changquan, and he must thank him before leaving.
"Master said, you can't leave Wudang until he comes back!" After hearing Zhao Wen say that he wanted to leave, Yu Daiyan's face suddenly became stern. Although he was grateful to Zhao Wen for letting him know the real enemy, most of Wudang's strength is not on the mountain now.
, but must not let outsiders know.
Zhao Wen, who caused all this, naturally cannot leave the scope of Wudang Mountain.
"I know!" Zhao Wen nodded lightly. Even when he was sleeping, someone was guarding the door. It would be strange if he wasn't guarding himself.
But now that the task has been completed, in more than ten days, God knows what kind of chaos the world of Daqin has become because of him.
A meteorite falling from the sky can kill all the people around it, not to mention the disappearance of an obviously capable prince.
Zhao Wen felt that if he didn't go back, something big would happen around the royal estate.
After bowing to Yu Daiyan, Zhao Wen walked towards the house where he lived.
At first, he looked confused and didn't understand what Zhao Wen meant, but then, Yu Daiyan's expression changed, he exerted force on his waist, and he flew into the room with the chair.
Looking at the empty room, thinking that he had just seen Zhao Wen walk in with his own eyes, Yu Daiyan looked up at the sky outside with a look of horror.
Zhao Wen stepped out of the passage, and the passage behind him disappeared instantly, and the stone gate also expanded naturally. It was originally only more than a hundred square meters in size, but now it is almost 1,560 square meters.
A stream of light instantly entered Zhao Wen's body and spread throughout his body. The meridians throughout his body began to swell and ache due to the heat flow.
Zhao Wen didn't hesitate at all, and a set of Wudang Changquan was executed naturally.
The wind of the fist roared, and each punch was able to cause an explosion in the space of more than one hundred square meters.
After practicing Wudang Changquan for more than ten days, Zhao Wen had already become extremely proficient, but now, he felt that every muscle, fascia and bone in his body was constantly tingling.
The blood flowed faster and faster, the heart was beating "bang bang bang", sweat poured out all over the body, and the skin was already red.
How could the internal power of decades be contained by the physical ability of ordinary people? That is to say, what Zhao Wen practiced was Wudang Changquan, and when this internal power entered Zhao Wen's body, it had already been transformed by Shimen, otherwise it would have been possible in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Wen could die violently in a short time.
After practicing once, a breath of gray-black turbid air was exhaled, followed by the second time...
The surrounding items collected before entering the stone gate had all been smashed to pieces by the fist force, and strong winds howled in the space of the stone gate.
Wudang Changquan was originally created by Zhang Sanfeng to lay the foundation for beginners after he achieved great success in martial arts. However, since its creation, no one has been able to practice this simplest martial art to this level.
Over and over again, I don’t know how long it took in a daze, Zhao Wen’s skin slowly returned to normal, and the Wudang Changquan movements became slower and slower, and then he slowly opened his eyes.