After hearing what his son Song Qingshu said, Song Yuanqiao had a deep eyebrows. He was hesitant and he immediately made a decision. Although he was gentle and elegant, all this was based on the fact that he would not threaten his sect and people close to him.

Although he was a little grateful for Wu Sheng's grand attitude just now, this person, as Song Qingshu said, was a person of unknown origin and had great martial arts skills. Who knows if he was a spy?

Some famous and upright sects will not accept martial arts skills when they accept apprentices. This is to prevent spies from coming in, and it will not be able to harvest adults because their muscles and bones have been fixed, so it is difficult to make progress in learning martial arts at this time.

Even if you really accept it, you will only give it a servile position at most. You may teach some of the most basic internal skills, boxing, swordsmanship, etc. It is impossible to further your martial arts.

After making a decision in his mind, Song Yuanqiao thought about how to reject Wu Sheng's request for apprenticeship, at most he compensated for the misunderstanding he had just had with the Wudang Sect, and gave him two or three martial arts moves, and then sent him down the mountain.

Song Qingshu looked at his father frowning and pondering. As his son, how could he not see what he thought? He already knew in his heart that his father would not have the same request as Wu Sheng's disciple, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Wu Sheng didn't know what Song Yuanqiao was thinking at this time, but when he saw the joy on Song Qingshu's face, he sighed slightly. He had already known that it was extremely difficult to enter these famous schools.

Wu Sheng has failed all the conditions for these famous and upright sects to accept disciples. He is neither a child with his muscles nor an adult without martial arts skills. With his martial arts skills, he can't even be a choreographer.

Since that's the case, then implement the plan you want to do, and see if you can join the Wudang Sect. If you win the bet, then he will be able to gain advanced martial arts. If you lose the bet, you can only go to another sect to become a disciple.

"Song Daxia, in addition to coming to become a disciple, I also want to visit Zhang Zhenren, hoping to let me in." Wu Sheng said with some respect and clasped his fists to the Wudang Sect behind him.

"Visiting the master, why?" Song Yuanqiao was puzzled by what Wu Sheng said at this time, and immediately became alert, and began to doubt whether this person was a spy and wanted to murder Zhang Sanfeng.

"When I was young, I often heard the name of Zhang Zhenren from my father. Because my father had been favored by Zhang Zhenren before, and at that time my father was threatened by his life, Zhang Zhenren passed by and helped and taught martial arts." Wu Sheng showed a bit of admiration in his eyes and said to Song Yuanqiao.

In fact, the admiration that Wu Sheng showed was not pretending. Who is Zhang Sanfeng? His martial arts attainments were superb and unfathomable. He practiced Tai Chi magic skills in a superb way. He was a master of his generation, and his strength was comparable to the top martial arts masters such as the loneliness and seeking defeat, and Bodhidharma.

If you can get his guidance, you will definitely have a significant improvement in your mood and internal strength and moves. If you stay here for a while, you will not be far from the seventh level after the acquired nature.

Song Qingshu didn't believe what Wu Sheng said at all, so he immediately spoke, "Father, don't believe his nonsense. This kid is definitely a lie. After taking him down, he will ask carefully and you will know where the spy sent."

In fact, not to mention Song Qingshu, even Song Yuanqiao didn't believe what Wu Sheng said. If Zhang Sanfeng saved his father's life, he would definitely believe it, because the master used to travel around and couldn't know how many people he saved casually.

But it is impossible to teach martial arts. The master taught only seven of us, and almost no one else was taught. Even Qingshu only gave instructions two or three times.

Wu Sheng knew that Song Yuanqiao would never believe what he said just by himself, so he walked up and said to him, "I knew that Song Daxia would not believe it. As long as I check my internal strength, I would know."

Looking at Wu Sheng's confident and free expression, Song Qingshu was in a panic for some reason and began to doubt that what he said was true. He was confused and decided to stop it, no matter whether it was true or false.

"Father, be careful not to fall into the plot of this villain. This person must have thought of conspiracy and tricks to harm you. He must be fooled." Song Qingshu showed a worried and anxious expression and quickly stopped him.

"I have a sense of responsibility." Song Yuanqiao said, already having a decision in his heart.

He decided to try Wu Sheng's internal strength. If what he said was false, then he would increase his palm power and understand his life at once. If what he said was true.

Song Yuanqiao grabbed Wu Sheng's arm vigilantly, then raised it up, gently hit his right palm in the palm, and began to test his internal strength.

After his internal strength entered his body, Song Yuanqiao was surprised to find that Wu Sheng's internal strength was very similar to the Tai Chi internal strength created by his master, and it was impossible for Tai Chi internal strength to even have similar skills outside, so he began to believe his words in his heart.

After seeing Song Yuanqiao's surprised expression, Wu Sheng smiled proudly. Although he had expected this result in his heart, it was still a kind of gambling. No matter how much chance of losing, he would still have a chance to lose. Now it seems that he won the bet.

But it is no wonder, because Wu Sheng has a very high chance of winning by betting, Tai Chi's internal strength is very similar to his Yin-Yang Wuji Kung Fu. The two techniques are similar, they are also Taoist techniques, and they are also fusion techniques of Yin-Yang.

If we really say that the two techniques can only be said to be similar at most and not related at all, but these ancient masters don’t know how many of them are, because their internal strength is similar, they will think that they are the internal strength mental methods.

"Come with me." Although Song Yuanqiao tested that the skills Wu Sheng practiced were very similar to the master's Tai Chi internal strength, he was not sure in his heart, so he immediately went to Zhang Sanfeng to make another confirmation.

"Okay." Wu Sheng smiled, clasped his fists at Song Yuanqiao, and then followed him in.

Seeing Wu Sheng following Song Yuanqiao in, Song Qingshu's eyes showed a little dissatisfaction, but this was his father's decision and he could not reject it, so he could only follow him in with him, hoping that his father's internal strength had been wrong.

After entering the Wudang Sect, Song Yuanqiao asked Wu Dang disciples to greet Wu Sheng, and then hurried to find Zhang Sanfeng to come over and ask him to test his internal skills, and then he would know the truth or falsehood.

Soon after, Song Yuanqiao brought an old man with white hair. He was tall and tall, with big ears and round eyes, and his beard was like a halberd. The most conspicuous one was his white hair shawl, his white eyebrows were as long as his shoulders, and his white beard was growing on his chest. He was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe.

Needless to say, this is the Tai Chi master Zhang Sanfeng. Although he is nearly a hundred years old, his personality is a bit irritable and seems to be like a child.

Name: Zhang Sanfeng

Realm: Ten Innate Levels

Belong to: Wudang Sect

Main attributes (Ordinary 5):

Strength: 396, Body Technique: 398, Physical constitution: 90, Spirit: 91

Special attributes:

Understanding: 16, source of blessing: 8

Martial arts: Tai Chi boxing, Tai Chi boxing, Wudang Nine Yang Gong, Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Tiyun Zong, Wuji Xuan Gong Boxing, Wudang Night Walking Knife, Dragon Sword Technique, etc.

Although only a few martial arts are written here, Wu Sheng knew that Zhang Sanfeng had at least dozens of martial arts, of course there were highs and lows. He was not greedy, just teach him a better light skills and swordsmanship.

"This is the child of the person you said that I am teaching martial arts outside, and that is one of my disciples." Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Sheng and asked Song Yuanqiao secretly.

"Yes, master." Song Yuanqiao replied respectfully in secret.

After receiving Song Yuanqiao's answer, Zhang Sanfeng immediately came over and instantly grabbed Wu Sheng's hand and began to test his internal strength. After some tests, it was indeed like his Tai Chi magical power.

Tai Chi was learned by combining many kinds of boxing techniques when he was young, and then gradually improved it, and finally created it. Whether it was passed on to outsiders or not, Zhang Sanfeng didn't remember anything, but everything could be faked, but his internal strength could not be faked.

Zhang Sanfeng felt that Wu Sheng's Yin-Yang Wuji Gong was very similar to his Taiji. Although it was different, he believed that what he created at that time was not complete, so the two were not very similar.

"Do you know how to use Tai Chi?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Sheng, and had already made a decision in his heart. He smiled and asked casually.

"No, my father said that he did not dare to spread it out without the consent of Zhang Zhenren. It was because I made a great vow to be my master in the future, so I passed on my internal skills and mental methods." Wu Sheng had expected this question, so he immediately answered.

Hearing Wu Sheng's answer, Zhang Sanfeng nodded, then walked to the side and seemed to be evaluating something with Song Yuanqiao. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, looking at their expressions, it should be a good thing.

"Since I have taught your father's martial arts, you can also be said to be one of my disciples. You should stay and join the Wudang Sect." After Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao met, they came over and said to Wu Sheng.

"Thank you, Zhenren Zhang." After wasting much energy, Wu Sheng finally got the answer. He couldn't help but smile and said with some gratitude.

"Master, let him worship under which disciple." Since Zhang Sanfeng made a decision, Song Yuanqiao did not disagree. When he thought of Wu Sheng's strength, he asked the master.

"This." Zhang Sanfeng frowned, thinking about this question in his heart. Just now, Song Yuanqiao had already told him that Wu Sheng's strength could be comparable to Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu is the best among the third-generation disciples of Wudang. If the third-generation disciples of Wudang are his master, it would be inappropriate.

"Zhang Zhenren, I want to be under the master of master's swordsmanship, is that okay?" Wu Sheng looked at Zhang Sanfeng thinking and boldly made this request.

"If you want a master with superb swordsmanship, okay, then put it under Liting's door." Zhang Sanfeng was not angry at Wu Sheng's request, but secretly happy that he had solved a problem for himself, and waved his hand and approved it.

Later, when he saw his master agreeing to Wu Sheng's apprenticeship, Song Qingshu felt even more dissatisfied. However, the Wudang Sect is his territory, and it is only an easy thing to trick him. He decided to give his junior brothers a little bit of pain in the future.
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