"Guest, you have a big appetite. My fried noodles are enough. You even ate three plates of them." The owner of the noodle stall felt that nothing was wrong, and there was nothing to talk to Zhou An, so he walked to the table next to Zhou An and sat down and said.
"The fried noodles you have here are still delicious. If they are not delicious, they won't be able to eat so much." Zhou An said with a smile.
"Haha, you're right. My fried noodles are awesome in Wu County. People from other countries and from this county will come to try my fried noodles." said the owner of the noodle stall.
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"This is the first time the guest is coming to Wuxian County. This time I am here to take the Wudang Sect entrance examination tomorrow." said the noodle stall owner.
"Tomorrow's Wudang Sect's introductory disciple exam? What is this?" Zhou An asked.
"You don't know the guest," said the noodle stall owner.
"I came here for fun, I have never heard of the introductory disciple exam," Zhou An said.
"That's my fault." The noodle stall owner patted his head and said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, I'm just about to hear and see what's going on. Maybe I'm going to participate too." Zhou An said.
"In fact, tomorrow is when the Wudang Sect selects disciples every ten years. Many outsiders are coming to participate to see if they can become disciples of the Wudang Sect. I think there are not many of these people with good qualifications, and there are not many who want to pass the exam to become disciples of the Wudang Sect. The Wudang Sect selects those geniuses, very strict, and those ordinary ones cannot be selected." said the owner of the noodle stall.
"It looks quite interesting, I'll try it too. You have been here for a long time. Can you tell me about the conditions for choosing a disciple and what questions to test, so that I can know in advance." Zhou An said.
"I know the conditions for choosing a disciple. I don't know which questions to take every year." The owner of the noodle stall said: "The Wudang Sect selects two types of disciples. One is an ordinary person. If an ordinary person wants to enter the Wudang Sect, he must be under the age of 20, and the other is a person who has learned martial arts. This kind of person does not limit his age and only cares about whether his martial arts is high. As long as he finds out his origin, he can enter the Wudang Sect."
"No wonder I saw so many people and warriors in the martial arts world after I came to Wu County. It turned out that I came here to take the Wudang Sect exam." Zhou An said.
"There is only one chance in ten years. Many people want to try it. Maybe they can enter the Wudang Sect in one step, but there is no such thing as Wudang Sect." said the owner of the noodle stall.
"The Wudang Sect is just a martial arts sect, as good as you said," Zhou An said.
"That's because you don't know much about the Wudang Sect. In the Yuan Dynasty, there are only three sects that can be considered Taoist orthodox, and the Wudang Sect is one of them. As long as you enter the Wudang Sect, you can become Taoist orthodox, learn Taoist martial arts, and become an extraordinary person." The owner of the noodle stall said:
"I used to go to the Wudang Sect to take the exam twice and wanted to become a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but I failed both times. From then on, I became disheartened and got married and had children. I opened a fried noodles stall here. Fortunately, I have been studying fried noodles for nine generations, so I have good skills and can settle down in Wu County."
"Can you tell me about the Wudang Sect? Let me understand." Zhou An only knew some information about the Wudang Sect and didn't know much, so he asked.
"Then I'll tell you, let's talk about the ancestor of the Wudang Sect first. It was Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Zhenren. I heard that he lived in the world for more than a thousand years, and was an immortal god in the world. He turned an unknown little Taoist temple into a Wudang Sect that was intimidating the world. Compared with many top forces, it was no less than that.
When Zhang Zhenren was alive, no one in the Wudang Sect dared to provoke him. He looked down on the world and dared not to obey!!
It was not until seventy years ago that Zhang Zhenren broke through the limit of martial arts and broke the void. The Wudang Sect reached its peak and its momentum was unparalleled. However, without Zhang Zhenren, the title of Wudang Sect's No. 1 in the world disappeared from then on and became a force equivalent to the Beggars' Sect, which was much weaker than the Great Yuan Dynasty. In other words, when Zhang Zhenren was there, he could compete with the Great Yuan Dynasty, but now he can't." The owner of the noodle stall said. Love you e-book
"Did anyone really see Zhenren Zhang breaking the void?" Zhou An asked.
"I said so, who knows if you have seen it?" said the noodle stall owner.
"Oh, keep talking." Zhou An said.
"There are three types of disciples in the Wudang Sect, which are divided into outer disciples, inner disciples, true disciples. Anyone who passes the exam can become a disciple. Inner disciples must stay in Wudang Sect for more than five years and practice the basic skills of Wudang Sect before they can enter. I don't know how to enter the true disciples, but after becoming true disciples, you can learn the unique skills of Wudang Sect."
The owner of the noodle stall talked endlessly about the Wudang Sect, which included disciples, elders, and various strange stories about the Wudang Sect.
Zhou An listened as he ate noodles, and he knew more and more about the Wudang Sect, but Zhou An did not hear the Yin-Yang Flower, as if there was nothing in Wudang Mountain.
Since the news from the Shadow Sect should be correct, although he did not hear it, it means that the Wudang Sect hides the news of Yin and Yang Flower very well.
While Zhou An was listening, he ate five more bowls of noodles. Zhou An stopped, ordered two bowls of soup, and started drinking.
The owner of the noodle stall said that he became thirsty later, poured a bowl of soup, took a sip, and said, "I'm done, I believe you understand the power of the Wudang Sect."
"He is very powerful, but I don't know if he can enter the Wudang Sect at his age." Zhou An said with a finger to Hou Ying beside him.
"If he is an ordinary person, there is no chance. If he is a skilled person, he may pass, but his strength must be strong." The owner of the noodle stall said: "I have seen someone older than him before, but his strength has reached the level of bone refining and entered the Wudang Sect."
"Then I'm relieved, you can join me." Zhou An said to Hou Ying.
"I understand the young master." Hou Ying said.
"Is this old man a martial artist at the bone refining level?" said the noodle stall owner.
"Yes, I want him to join the Wudang Sect with me, so that there will be a good response." Zhou An said.
"As long as he is at the level of bone refining, he is 90% likely to enter the Wudang Sect. He is already a quasi-Wudang Sect disciple." The owner of the noodle stall said enviously.
"By the way, there is another question, which is when will the disciple exam start tomorrow?" Zhou An said.
"There is no fixed time. You can just go in the morning. The morning is the registration time and the exam will only start in the afternoon." said the noodle stall owner.
"Thank you for telling me. Before leaving, I brought me a large bucket of fried noodles. This is money." Zhou An took out a silver note of 10,000 taels of silver and put it on the table and said, "Please count it together with the previous meal money."
The owner of the noodle stall looked at the silver notes and estimated that it was almost the same number. In Wu County, it was calculated based on gold. Zhou An took out 10,000 taels of silver, which was exactly the same.
But Zhou An ordered a large bucket of fried noodles again, which was too much. But it was not surprising to think that Zhou An had six bowls of fried noodles and two bowls of soup.
Then he went to make fried noodles for Zhou An. He wanted to make fried noodles for Zhou An himself. After all, his fried noodles were authentic. Zhou An came for him, not for the noodles that his friend had made fried noodles.