In the Bluestone Courtyard, three people were doing the same movements, and the other person was lying on a bamboo chair, but his body stood up slanted, looking sideways, and you could see all the landscapes in the courtyard.

Among these three people, one young man was wearing a black robe, and the other two Taoist boys were linen short jackets. They followed every move of the young man in black robe and did it meticulously.

One of the children had his eyes rolling around, paying attention to the hands, feet, waist and neck of the young man in black robe, and various details.

He was Gao Qiang, and the other little boy was Mingyue. As for the young man in black robe, it was naturally Yin Liting. The one who lay on the bamboo chair and watched them practice martial arts was paralyzed and disabled.

"Our Wudang's internal skills are famous in the world. There are many martial arts in the world. If we say that the way to overcome hardness with softness and win with weakness is the way to win with our Wudang sect, it is like punching a wall. The greater the force, the stronger the recoil force. We are the wall. How much strength the enemy can fight over, hum, let's send it back without moving.

If you practice to the depths and add your own strength, well, the enemy will be in trouble."

Yu Daiyan lay obliquely on the bamboo chair, looking at Gao Qiang Mingyue practicing martial arts, and was also explaining to them the beauty of the martial arts long fist in his mouth, but he didn't say anything. If the enemy's skills are far better than his own, this kind of fighting style will not work. He won't talk about these profound truths now, Gao Qiang and others can only practice basic skills well.

Although this Wudang Changquan is an introductory kung fu and its boxing technique is ordinary, it is not weak in combination with Wudang's unique mental technique. With Yu Daiyan's use of this Wudang Changquan when he was in his prime, the one who was invincible and extremely powerful.

As for the mental method contained in Changquan, it was Zhang Sanfeng who was transformed from the Nine Yang scriptures that "using oneself to others and attacking others" was transformed.

Although Yu Daiyan was paralyzed, his internal strength was not dissipated, and his eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he carefully watched them not move.

"Qingfeng, your Qixing's arms are raised too high!"

"Mingyue, your whip is soft, where is it?" Since Yu Daiyan taught people martial arts at this moment, his words were full of sternness and sharpness, without any mercy.

"Qingfeng! You have made a mistake three times! The well railing requires both hands to cooperate! Where are your hands?"

After half an hour, Gao Qiang and Mingyue looked pale, sweaty on their heads, weak steps under their feet, and weak whole bodies were sore and weak, and they were about to lie down.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, you guys are ready. I will hit the thirty-two long fists again." Yin Liting said in a gentle voice.

Yin Liting stood intently, suddenly punched out, and used his body technique. He only saw a green shadow flashing in the courtyard, and the whole courtyard was filled with whistling fists. He actually used an extremely fast speed to hit the thirty-two long fists from beginning to end. Because the speed was too fast, sometimes it seemed to be using three or four moves at the same time, as if he had three heads and six arms. But each movement was done clearly, so that Gao Qiang and Mingyue could see it.

Gao Qiang only felt that Yin Liting had a fist and was full of power. He really couldn't believe that his thin scholar's appearance was so powerful when he punched the punch. He only felt a slight pain on his face.

Yin Liting hit the long fist with the last move, standing there calmly, her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and her breathing was not rapid, but his fist wind just now almost covered the entire courtyard.

Yu Daiyan said coldly: "Qingfeng and bright moon, how many do you remember?"

Gao Qiang thought for a moment: "Master, the disciple is stupid, I remember everything in my mind, but I can't use it between my hands and legs."

"Hmph, since you know this, you still dare to rest? Practice forty times today, and you will not be allowed to eat less than a few times!" Yu Daiyan said sternly, completely like a strict father.

Mingyue was so scared that she shivered all over. Gao Qiang knew that if she wanted to become a superior person, she had to endure the hardships, and she was honestly doing boxing in the yard.

The two of them were practicing boxing there, but Yin Liting came to serve Yu Daiyan, took out the iced watermelon on the tea table, and fed it to Yu Daiyan piece by piece.

"Third Brother," Yin Liting winked, completely like a child. He probably wanted to make the third brother happy and whispered: "Look at how I do this boxing technique?"

"Sixth brother," Yu Daiyan said seriously, and at the same time lowered his voice. He thought he would not want the two children to hear it: "Your martial arts was taught by the senior brother. Fortunately, you are talented and intelligent, so you have already obtained the true teachings of my Wudang.

I heard that you have been studying sword skills recently. I saw that you were light and quick just now. Obviously, you have put in a lot of effort into light skills."

Yin Liting looked happy, and a smile was already on the corner of his mouth.

"But you are just walking lightly and agile, and your pace has lost its steadyness. With your boxing skills just now, when you meet a real master, you will lose soon, and you will definitely lose on the lower plate. You have to practice it when you go back. You must know that the path of light skills is not just about speed and lightness that can be learned."

"What Brother Third teaches." Yin Liting stood up, smiled bitterly, and bowed deeply to Yu Daiyan, "Thank you for your advice, otherwise I would be complacent and thought I had made great progress in martial arts."

Yu Daiyan smiled slightly: "Sixth brother, don't belittle yourself. I just found faults just now, but if you are more steady, it will be of great benefit to your swordsmanship in the future."

"Third brother," Yin Liting hesitated a little and then said: "I just taught these two boys to punch, and the fist sounds followed him, unlike all of them at their age..."

"I taught them the introductory mind method of Wudang Nine Yang Gong." Yu Daiyan said lightly.

"What?" Yin Liting's face changed drastically, "I'm afraid this is not right?"

It turns out that the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu is the extremely powerful internal martial arts method that Zhang Sanfeng learned from the incomplete Nine Yang scriptures. He only taught seven disciples, such as Qingfeng and his three generations of disciples, and no one has been taught. They are learning some superficial internal martial arts method. Although it is not small, it is naturally not comparable to the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu.

In the original book, Zhang Wuji was in his body, and he was able to practice the Wudang Nine Yang Gong.

Yu Daiyan has already obtained the true teachings of Wudang Nine Yang Gong. He cherished his two disciples in his heart, but there was still a hint of comparison with his fellow brothers in his mind. He gave them Wudang Nine Yang Gong at a young age, which was actually unexpected.

Yu Daiyan said coldly: "Sixth brother, I am a useless person. All hope lies with these two children. When you see the master, he will definitely agree. I am just doing what I must agree to for a few days first, so there is no need to be surprised."

Yin Liting whispered, and didn't dare to say more. He knew that after the third brother was injured, the man with a generous temperament gradually became a little strange, so he didn't dare to say more, for fear of hurting his brother's kindness.

After saying a few gossips, Yin Liting retreated.

A few days later, Zhang Sanfeng came out of seclusion again, and Yin Liting reported on the matter.

"A miserable child." Zhang Sanfeng said slowly as Yu Daiyan expected: "He finally had some sustenance, so let him do it. It is no secret that the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu is still powerful, it is just a little authentic internal strength.

Well, let your senior brother choose two or three children with good qualifications and good character among the three generations of disciples, and let them practice together."

It turns out that the Nine Yangs of Wudang are divided into nine levels. Zhang Sanfeng examines the disciples' martial arts progress to grant corresponding levels of mental methods. This is a common practice for all major sects.

It is nothing more than to prevent the disciple from worrying about it and becoming obsessed with it. On the other hand, it also ensures that the mental method of this sect will not be lost.

Yu Daiyan learned the fifth level himself, so the martial arts he taught Gao Qiang Mingyue could not surpass the fifth level. Zhang Sanfeng considered this and tacitly agreed to this matter.

Similarly, Yu Daiyan dared to do this, but he was also foolish with his master. Since others were already extreme, they were sometimes more likely to be excited about major events. He knew that if he started practicing the Nine Yang Kung Fu from a young age, it would be easier to achieve great success.

At this moment, with Zhang Sanfeng's order, Song Yuanqiao picked it up and down, but he always felt worried. In the end, the Wudang Nine Yang Gong only taught Song Qingshu, and the others did not object. Everyone always felt that it was a bit of a play to give this treasure of the gate to the five-year-old boy to practice...

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Chapter completed!