At Dawang Peak in Wuyi Mountain, immortals once lived here in ancient times to refine elixirs and cultivate Qi. Therefore, there is a relic halfway up the mountain called Zhang Xianyan.
There was just a big stone on the mountainside, with seal characters carved crookedly on it. Jiang Wen decided to use this as the boundary of the mountain gate. Once he passed Zhang Xianyan, he would officially enter the scope of the sect.
Not far behind the Wuyi Mountain Gate, there is a pool formed by the cold green springs in the mountain. It is called Tianjian Pool. Every day, the shadows of clouds and water waves wander back and forth, clearing the entire mountain. Therefore, the daily water intake is also here, and there is also an opening. One acre of Susukada is used for farming.
Climb up the steps along the flowing Hanbi Spring, and when you reach the end of the mountain and the water, it suddenly becomes clear, and the top of Dawang Peak is in front of you.
This flat and open place on the top of the peak is where Jiang Wen founded the sect, called Tongtian Rock, and the main hall of the sect, Tongtian Hall, is also here.
But in the final analysis, it is just a few simple wooden houses, including a main room and four side rooms on the left and right. This is currently the residence of the head Jiang Wen and his three young disciples.
The four masters and apprentices were standing in front of the wooden house.
At this time, you can see the clouds flying across the sky, and there is no smoke. From the top, you can overlook the mountains and clear waters of Wuyi. The rivers and mountains are picturesque, which is fascinating. Looking away from the top of Dawang Peak, you can see the majestic mountains and the winding water. vast.
The expression on Jiang Wen's face was also confused.
What does it take to build a sect?
He seemed to have thought about this question, but it seemed that he had never thought about it seriously. It was not until now that the three young apprentices were standing in front of him that he felt that he was still not prepared enough.
Jiang Wen and his three disciples stared at each other all morning, and finally got an idea...
Maybe I need to teach you something?
Jiang Wenhui had a lot of martial arts skills, but it was not convenient to teach them to these disciples. In his early years, he had been in trouble because of his unknown skills.
Therefore, the only ones that can be taught legitimately now are Mianzhang, the Yue Nu Sword One Style, and the Yan family's Iron Cloth Shirt. The Mian Palm requires strong muscles and bones, the Yue Nu Sword is too murderous, and the Iron Shirt requires water grinding, which is not very good. It is suitable for children to learn, but it is still a headache to distribute it.
Jiang Wen secretly thought that he should probably travel around the world again to collect some martial arts and teach them to his apprentices.
"Okay, let's finish today's broadcast gymnastics first."
At this moment, the three apprentices stood in a group. As the senior brother, Xiao Shitou stood between Hong Wending and Fu Ningdie. He was obviously a corner shorter and looked more like an older brother and sister with a younger brother.
"Little Shitou, you are the senior brother of my sect. First, tell me what you want to learn from me, master?"
"Dad asked me... to learn the Yi Jin Jing..."
Xiao Shitou was not polite. He raised his head and glanced at Jiang Wen innocently, then played with his fingers.
"Well said, don't say it again in the future."
Yi Jin Jing? Jiang Wen rolled his eyes in his heart and sighed.
This little Douding really dares to say it. Don't think that just because you have gained some experience in Southern Shaolin, you can teach this kind of Shaolin classic martial arts.
If this spreads out in the world, saying that Master Jiang is suspected of having stolen the martial arts classics from Southern Shaolin and is establishing a sect in Wuyi Mountain to recruit disciples, then tomorrow Dawangfeng will have no choice but to be trampled by Shaolin.
This kid was sent here because he was treated like a dead horse by Shopkeeper Fang. Strictly speaking, he doesn't know what Jianghu is, which is understandable.
His eyes turned to Hong Wending. This child with a tiger-like head and a tough brain had extremely firm eyes. He seemed a little dull at first glance, but his radiant look was hard to hide. He stood upright like a little adult with his hands behind his back.
"Wen Ding, your father asked you to become my teacher. Is there any martial arts you want to learn?"
Hong Wending lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then replied: "Master, I haven't fully mastered the Kung Fu my father taught me. Being knowledgeable but not master is a taboo in martial arts. I won't learn new Kung Fu for the time being."
Look, this is the benefit of having an art investment expert. People in the martial arts world also like to find apprentices from aristocratic families. Since ancient times, people have been poor in culture and rich in martial arts, and birds of a feather flock together. Children with a family tradition of kung fu, regardless of their qualifications, can always save the time of starting from scratch.
"By the way, master, why don't you accept Fang Dahong and Ma Chaoxing as apprentices?"
Hong Wending asked seriously.
Jiang Wen was speechless for a moment.
The Little Fifth Patriarch was a seed selected by Shaolin, and his aptitude was definitely the best among the young disciples, only slightly worse than Hong Wending. But after all, they are disciples who have officially entered the Shaolin Gate. Even if I want to accept them, the disciples of Southern Shaolin will not agree.
Jiang Wen prevaricated Hong Wending. Why do these children always want to poach Shaolin? Who ordered them? What's the purpose of coming here?
"Ningdie, Master, let me ask you..."
Jiang Wen looked at the little girl kindly, but was interrupted by Ningdie's abrupt voice.
"If you don't want to learn, I know how to kung fu. Sister Hongdou taught me!"
Jiang Wen frowned and said, "What martial arts have you learned?"
Fu Ningdie demonstrated in the open space, casually placed a few small stone tiles on the ground, and jumped up nimbly.
Ningdie's little feet stepped on the stones and moved back and forth. The irregularly shaped stones on the ground did not move at all. It was obvious that she had controlled her center of gravity and strength very well.
"This is the Swallow Step on the Eaves. Sister Hongdou said that if you learn it, you can fly over the eaves and walk over the walls."
Jiang Wen shook his head and called Ningdie back to his disciples.
"This kind of light-body kung fu of a snitch can be regarded as an external footwork at best, and is of little use in a duel between rivers and lakes."
Ningdie pouted and said unconvinced: "I didn't want to learn martial arts in the first place... If I really wanted to learn martial arts, I would also learn from Hong Daxia..."
Jiang Wen almost got hurt internally after hearing this.
His disciple still wants to learn Southern Shaolin Kung Fu? It was Jiang Wen's bottom line not to poach Southern Shaolin. He couldn't even think about letting Southern Shaolin occupy him!
"I can see that you all have special skills."
Jiang Wen looked up into the distance and said quietly, "According to the rules, when accepting a disciple, you must first examine your character before teaching martial arts. Your daily homework will be as follows, please listen carefully."
The three young disciples waited patiently, wanting to hear what Jiang Wen had to say with confidence.
"Wen Ding and Ning Die haven't eliminated the rotten bone poison, so they will easily go crazy if they practice martial arts rashly. In the first month, you will chop ten bundles of firewood from Zhang Xianyan every day, fetch ten barrels of water from Tianjian Pond, and run along the mountain peak. Ten sticks of incense, use external skills to force out the remaining poison."
Between the erysipelas and the corrosion of bone rot poison, Yuan Huazi also racked his brains and finally avoided heavy metal poisoning. However, in the end, there was still a small amount of rotten bone poison left, and he needed to exercise more and rely on metabolism to suppress the corrosion. Slowly resolve.
Official Hong Xi would choose to keep Wen Ding because of this consideration.
Hearing this arrangement, Hong Wending had endured hardship since childhood and had no objections to the work. Ningdie's eyes kept rolling and she didn't know what to think, and she didn't dare to say anything more.
"Little Shitou, you first practice martial arts with me. As a senior brother, how can you do it if your martial arts skills are the lowest? I plan to use a month to train you into a talented person!"
Jiang Wen knelt down and looked at Xiao Shitou with a smile. He looked like an old beggar who cheated children of their pocket money.
"Do you want to learn bionic techniques, open the Dragon Spine, or unlimited martial arts?"
