A journey of all worlds starting from Qingman Siheyuan

The first six stages of the Great Teleportation of the Universe can still help He Daqing. For example, He Daqing can compete with the innate peak masters by relying only on his physical strength without using his true energy. Busy fully play out.

If he uses his true energy, He Daqing can already compete with the half-step master who opened up 24 bridge orifice points.

After He Daqing practiced the Great Teleportation of the Universe, he went down to the Guangming Peak, and then He Daqing traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, slowly moving towards the direction of Wudang Mountain.

Now He Daqing is already at the peak of innateness, and he will open up acupoints next, so he wants to go to Wudang Mountain and ask Zhang Sanfeng for advice, after all, Zhang Sanfeng is the only master master he knows.

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When He Daqing came to the gate of the Wudang School, a Taoist immediately stopped him and asked cautiously.

"Who are you, what are you doing here at Wudang?"

He Daqing replied.

"I'm He Daqing from the Sky Eagle Sect, and I'm old with your Wudang Sect. I'm here to visit Master Zhang!"

Several Taoist priests saw that He Daqing was not carrying weapons, so the Taoist priest who stopped He Daqing just now said.

"You wait here, I will report to the head!"

The other Taoist priests just stared at He Daqing, as if if He Daqing had any misconduct, they would immediately take him down.

After a while, the Taoist priest who went first finally came back, bowed to He Daqing, and said.

"The master invites Mr. He to go in."

After speaking, he walked ahead and led the way.

When He Daqing entered the inner palace, Zixiao Palace, a middle-aged Taoist came up to him and bowed to He Daqing.

"Song Yuanqiao has lost his welcome, and I hope Mr. He will forgive me!"

He Daqing also bowed his hands in return.

"It's okay!"

Seeing that He Daqing didn't blame him for being negligent, Song Yuanqiao breathed a sigh of relief. After all, He Daqing is the third brother's great benefactor, and the whole of Wudang owes He Daqing a friendship. He didn't expect to be blocked from the door when he came to visit this time. It was the Wudang faction who neglected their benefactor.

Song Yuanqiao said.

"One year away, I don't know why Mr. He came to my Wudang today?"

He Daqing replied.

"I'm here to visit Reverend Zhang. I want to ask Reverend Zhang about something."

"Young master He, the master is practicing in the back mountain, please follow me."

Immediately, Song Yuanqiao led the way, followed by He Daqing, the two left the room and headed towards the back mountain of Wudang.

....

On Zhenwu Peak, the mountain wind was blowing, and the sea of ​​clouds was churning. On the top of the peak, Zhang Sanfeng was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe. Down, and then continue to stance, punching, kicking.

"division…."

Song Yuanqiao led He Daqing to the top of the peak on the stone ladder, and was about to speak when He Daqing raised his hand to stop him.

Song Yuanqiao turned his head to look at He Daqing, his eyes were full of puzzlement, He Daqing shook his head at him, did not speak, but continued to look at Zhang Sanfeng.

Although Song Yuanqiao's talent is not high, he is not a fool. Looking at Zhang Sanfeng in the middle of the peak, who was immersed in boxing practice, he immediately understood, and couldn't help shaking his body. He looked into He Daqing's eyes, full of gratitude.

He almost disturbed the master practicing boxing!

He Daqing blinked at him, didn't speak, and turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes full of amazement.

He Daqing knew that what Zhang Sanfeng was practicing now was Tai Chi.

He is very familiar with this move and style, and it is undoubtedly Taijiquan. However, compared with the Taijiquan of various schools in later generations, the Taijiquan displayed by Zhang Sanfeng at this time is still very crude. Many moves are completely different from real Tai Chi.

Obviously, Zhang Sanfeng at this time hadn't completely created Taijiquan. He Daqing remembered that in the original play, Zhang Sanfeng didn't really create Taijiquan until Zhao Min led people to attack Wu.

"That's not right... If the punch is strong, it loses its flexibility."

"That's not right...the softness is too strong, and the strength is lost."

"wrong...."

Every time Zhang Sanfeng performed a few moves there, he would stop, frown and think for a moment, muttering a few words to himself, and then continue to practice boxing again and again, never stopping, let alone Song Yuanqiao and He Daqing.

"Young master He, don't expect to be offended. My master respects you very much. He said that you are an emperor descended to earth, and you are absolutely extraordinary. It's just that your master is obsessed with practicing boxing..."

Song Yuanqiao looked at He Daqing and explained aloud.

"It's okay."

But He Daqing shook his head and smiled, waved his hands at him, then stepped forward, walked towards Zhang Sanfeng who was still immersed in boxing practice, and said in a melodious voice at the same time.

"Taiji is divided into two rituals, two rituals give birth to four images, four images act out gossip, and gossip transforms all things..."

The clear and clear voice, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, passed into Zhang Sanfeng's ears under the blowing of the mountain wind, which shocked him severely.

"The way of Taiji is to go round and round repeatedly, but it is endless..."

"Tai Chi is impermanent, intention does not use force..."

"Using the mind to control power, the direction of the mind, the direction of the boxing, and following one's inclinations, only then can one obtain the essence of Tai Chi..."

He Daqing's clear and bright voice, not rushing or slowing down, narrated the essence of Taijiquan.

Zhang Sanfeng's white hair flew up, his fists had already been put away, and when he saw He Daqing approaching slowly, there was a bright light in his eyes, as if waking up from a dream, but also as if he was peeking into the road....

A breath of enlightenment slowly emerged from his body.

Dust!aloof!

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's aura suddenly changed.

"master...."

In the distance, Song Yuan's face was full of sluggishness, his aptitude was indeed not high, but how could he not feel the changes in Zhang Sanfeng's aura?

All this is because of He Daqing.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao looked at He Daqing with shock in his eyes.

He Daqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and continued speaking in a clear voice.

"Intent is like clouds, movement is like flowing water, formless, formless, stagnant and formless."

"This is the way of Tai Chi."

"Hahaha... what a formless, formless, stagnant and formless."

After Zhang Sanfeng heard He Daqing's last few words, he let out a long laugh, his eyes burst into light, and a majestic and majestic aura suddenly rose from him.

Swish, Zhang Sanfeng moved.

I saw Zhang Sanfeng's snow-white Taoist robe fluttering with the mountain wind, swaying his fists, every move, every move, full of a sense of free and easy, like flowing water, naturally peaceful.

Compared with before, he no longer sticks to the moves, the direction of the intention, the direction of the fist, the sense of randomness, like white clouds and dogs, the sea of ​​clouds churning, without any rules at all, but full of a unique charm.

Formless, phaseless, stagnant and formless.

"Move and block."

"boom"

The strength of the punch was weak, and the air within a radius of [-] meters trembled violently, like a nine-day thunderbolt, with a deafening roar, and a strong and tyrannical wind, with it as the center, swayed towards the surroundings.

"Take the Sparrow's Tail"

"Om."