Thinking of the world of Da Qin, Zhao Wen also sighed softly.
Even with Zhang Sanfeng's strength, it would probably take more than a month to go back and forth from the Western Regions. For such a long time, a prince disappeared, but he was still a prince whom the First Emperor valued very much.
Then a month later, the prince suddenly appeared again. How should I explain it to the Black Ice Platform inner guards and the First Emperor?
In the royal manor, there were still Black Ice Platform guards, but people could disappear silently. Without a suitable reason, Zhao Wen felt that he would never have the chance to leave Qindu in the future.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Wen suddenly turned his head and looked at the door. If he heard correctly, someone was coming outside.
He remembered that when Song Yuanqiao left, he left a little Taoist priest at the door of the courtyard. Under such circumstances, who else would come to see him.
"Open the door, I want to go in!" A deep voice sounded outside the door.
Following the sound, two young Taoist priests walked in lightly carrying a chair. Sitting on the chair was a middle-aged man in his forties, with obvious vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
"I've seen Yu Sanxia!" With this image, there is only one person in the Wudang Sect.
"Do you know me?" Yu Daiyan looked at Zhao Wen strangely. After all, he had not appeared in the world for more than ten years. At the age of the young man in front of him, he should have never seen him. But then, bitterness appeared on his face: "
I forgot that you know what a loser I am!"
"No matter what your purpose in going to Wudang is, just because you let me know who the real enemy is, I owe you a favor!"
Yu Daiyan's tone was full of emotion. Regardless of whether the black jade intermittent ointment mentioned by this young man was true or false, at least knowing about the Vajra Gate gave him a target for revenge, instead of just guessing out of thin air like before.
Be grateful to the other person.
"Yu Sanxia is serious, Zhang Zhenren has been suppressing the martial arts for decades, and if we can meet him, even if this junior's visit is not in vain, as for the Wudang sect..."
There was a hint of arrogance in Zhao Wen's tone: "I can assure Yu Sanxia that there is absolutely no conspiracy!"
What Zhao Wen said was extremely sincere. After leaving this world, he will have nothing to do with this world, and will never even have the opportunity to enter this world. Even if Wudang is powerful, he can't borrow it from across the world.
A little more effort.
The only thing he hopes now is that Zhang Sanfeng can find the black jade intermittent ointment faster, so that he can complete the mission of this world earlier and get the reward of forty years of Wudang Nine Yang Kung internal power.
Only with this inner strength can he ensure his own safety in the world of Qin.
After all, the remnant forces of the Six Kingdoms assassinated even Qin Shihuang one after another. As a prince, if he ran outside without the power to protect himself, it would be extremely dangerous.
"I believe you!" Yu Daiyan smiled bitterly. After becoming disabled, his senses became more and more sensitive. From Zhao Wen's tone, he could tell that the young man in front of him definitely showed sincere respect when he mentioned his master.
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But at the same time, he thought that the entire Wudang sect, including the servants, numbered hundreds of people, but in this young man's heart, he was not as important as his master, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
As for my own favors, they didn't even mention it. Obviously, how could someone who didn't even like the entire Wu-Dang Sect care about one of my favors?
"You can rest assured that I did not lie to Master Zhang. The black jade intermittent ointment of Vajra Gate is definitely a rare miracle medicine in the world. As long as Master Zhang comes back, you will be able to regain your health!"
Zhao Wen had some sympathy for Yu Daiyan, who was sitting on a chair and relying on people to carry him to move. Moreover, when he entered this world, he took on Yu Daiyan's task. The person responsible for the task in front of him should naturally be kinder.
"Hey hey hey!"
Yu Daiyan smiled calmly. He absolutely believed that the Vajra Gate was the real enemy who injured him. But recovering from a bone injury from more than ten years ago was just like a joke. How could he believe it?
"This jade plaque is a token of our senior brothers. No matter who takes it from me in the future, I can promise one thing!" Yu Daiyan handed a cyan jade plaque to Zhao Wen.
"You rest here first, I'll come over tomorrow!" Over the years in the mountains, what Yu Daiyan couldn't bear the most was other people's sympathy for him, and he was extremely sensitive to such sympathetic eyes. After explaining, he motioned to the Taoist boy to raise his eyebrows.
Leave by yourself.
"Wait a minute, can you teach me martial arts?" Looking at Yu Daiyan who was about to leave, Zhao Wen's eyes lit up. Zhang Sanfeng didn't trust him at all. There must be no chance. But Yu Daiyan in front of him didn't have this problem. He even said he owed him just now.
He is a favor.
Entering a martial arts world, waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to come back, even if the mission is completed, you will have internal strength without doing anything.
But Zhao Wen will not forget that he does not know any martial arts now, and although Yu Daiyan cannot move physically, given his status, there will never be any problem in finding a way to lay a foundation for martial arts training for himself.
Seeing Yu Daiyan's extremely strange look, Zhao Wen hurriedly said: "You don't need any unique martial arts or special skills, just the most basic ones!"
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Looking at Zhao Wen who was performing Wudang Changquan in front of him, Yu Daiyan had a fierce look in his eyes.
He had no idea that one of his favors would be worth a basic martial arts skill in Zhao Wen's eyes.
Although Wudang Changquan was created by the master and could nourish the muscles and strengthen the body, basic martial arts were basic martial arts. With the temperament of the young man in front of him, he would never believe that he had not been taught even a single basic martial arts.
Obviously, the other party just didn't care about this favor, and he had to stay in Wudang Mountain, so he casually found an excuse to use it to exercise and kill time.
"Straighten your waist and punch harder!" Following Yu Daiyan's voice, a little Taoist priest corrected Zhao Wen's movements.
"Got it!" Zhao Wen agreed loudly. After breathing steadily, he raised his hand and punched out, practicing Wudang Changquan again.
After practicing for a few days under the guidance of Yu Daiyan, Zhao Wen had clearly felt the changes in his body. Between punches, there was a faint surge of heat in his body. Although it disappeared from his body in the blink of an eye, the appearance of this change was astonishing.
This is enough to show that what you are practicing now is absolutely correct.
Maybe this most basic Wudang Changquan can't make him very powerful, but it is definitely enough to lay the foundation for the body, not to mention that he is teaching a disciple of martial arts myth like Zhang Sanfeng on the side. Such an opportunity
, Zhao Wen would never want to miss it.
In the Zixiao Palace, Song Yuanqiao asked with confusion on his face: "You said that he only practices Wudang Changquan with his third junior brother every day, and never goes out outside of that?"
"Back to the master, I can be sure!" The disciple who spoke has been guarding in front of Zhao Wen's gate every day these days, so he said with great certainty: "Even if he can hide it from the disciple, he can never hide it from the third uncle. The disciple asked
I have been a third-level uncle since Zhao Wen moved into the courtyard, and he has never left the courtyard!"