Cao Zhe walked away in a graceful manner, but it was equivalent to throwing a Dongfeng Express into the entire river and lake, sweeping the world.
If Cao Zhe's first sermon was just to spread his own martial arts, then the purpose of this second sermon was to transform the martial arts structure of the entire world.
Let the world gradually become his shape.
Faced with Cao Zhe's powerful attack, other Jianghu sects had little ability to resist.
This is not a simple fight. Cao Zhe is not one of those martial arts heroes who always wants to unify the world inexplicably, but kills them all and prepares to rule a lonely world.
The secret skill that can release outdoor scenes is certainly not unique to Cao Zhe's Wudang sect, but the problem is that there are sects with this kind of secret skill in the world, and which one does not regard this secret skill as the key to the survival of the sect, usually only a few of the most important people in the sect. , to be eligible to study.
Where can one be like the Wu-Tang Clan, where as long as you get started and reach the required level, you can have the same selection as going to a supermarket?
Even if some people break the rules and choose to imitate Wudang, they will pass on their unique skills.
However, the quantitative gap is still irreparable.
The end result is just that the secret knowledge is leaked, and the talents are not retained.
For many so-called famous sects, they clearly did nothing wrong, but were simply abandoned by the times.
After the eighth level of martial arts announced by Cao Zhe became popular in the world, the third-rate secrets passed down by Cao Zhe became the hard currency for the most skilled shooters.
That’s all in places with developed logistics and transportation!
In a relatively remote place with inconvenient transportation, the martial arts secrets passed down by Cao Zhe did cause many bloody battles.
Many so-called heroes have been beaten to death for one or even half of a martial arts secret book...
Rather than believing that Cao Zhe is a real immortal living in the world, those people in the world who have not seen his extraordinary abilities believe more in the legendary "No. 1 in the world".
Calling the wind and rain may be fake, but defeating Zhen Zhibing and becoming the number one martial artist in the world cannot be faked.
Shaolin Temple... Some monks who were determined to repair the ruins and plan to rebuild the temple, after reading Cao Zhe's secret books and the new definition of martial arts, kowtowed silently to the Buddha all night, and then carried their baggage down Shaoshi Mountain. , diverted to Wudang Mountain.
A large number of outer disciples of the Quanzhen Sect have fled, and no matter how strict the religious rules are, they cannot control the people's hearts that have become lax.
Zhen Zhibing returned in defeat and imprisoned himself in an ancient tomb. Qiu Chuji and others were already too old to be in charge.
The Quanzhen Sect has lost its leader and is in a mess, on the verge of disintegration.
There are also some disciples in the Beggar Clan who are gradually dissatisfied with the current Beggar Clan sect, and they have begun to choose to change their way towards Wudang Mountain, perhaps in a different way, throwing away the beggar's attire and equipping themselves with Taoist robes.
A large number of disciples in Kunlun, Funiu, Kongtong, Qingcheng, and even the Mingjiao, whose vitality had been seriously injured, had not yet recovered, and had been severely damaged, fled, and then chose to join the Wudang sect.
However, many of those who chose to leave were elite disciples of the younger generation, who were the mainstay of the sect's development in the following decades.
Without this group of talents, some sects with weak foundations may even disappear directly in the waves of the world.
On the banks of the Weishui River!
Three middle-aged men in their thirties were besieging a heroic young man.
It should have been an overwhelming suppression, but this heroic young man kept attacking from both sides and showed mercy.
Finally, without checking, the young man stabbed one of them through the shoulder with his sword.
The blood immediately dyed the weeds on the ground red.
In panic, the young man immediately knelt down without the trace of cruelty he had before.
"Master...disciple is unfilial!" the young man said.
He was supporting the injured middle-aged man on the side and said angrily: "Chang Ping! Your master picked you up from the dead and raised you for seventeen years. Now you have heard some rumors and you are leaving our Chang'an Sword Sect. , switch to them...has your conscience been bitten by a dog?"
With tears in his eyes, the young man kept kowtowing, but he stood up and said: "Master! Uncle Master! Have you read the martial arts secrets passed down by Master Zhang? You know that in the world of martial arts, there are eight grades, and above the eight grades there are nine Taste it?"
"Master, Master... Although our Chang'an Sword Sect follows the ancient tradition and can catch up with the Tang Dynasty, the most powerful Changhe Sword Technique cannot compare with the third-rate Wudang swordsmen who are everywhere on the streets now."
"Disciple is willing to serve you, but disciple... Disciple is not willing to accept it! After seeing the eagle in the sky, I don't want to be an ant on the ground anymore."
"Ajuan, the daughter of the noodle soup boss, originally had her favorite disciple, but now she changed her mind because Wang Ying, a former street gangster, learned a few more third-rate Wudang moves."
"Disciple is not just greedy for profit, and he has no intention of that A-Juan, but master, uncle...disciple don't want to just...stay like this for the rest of his life!"
The injured middle-aged man gradually calmed down, but his expression was inevitably filled with sadness.
"you···!"
"Forget it! Forget it! As a master, I can't teach you anything good, so just... just go find another way!" said the middle-aged man.
However, the young man suddenly seemed to have an idea and said: "Master! The Wudang Sect has teachings for all types of people. It does not exclude people who can use their skills to become teachers. As long as they are good people in the world, they can be taught."
"Our Chang'an Sword Sect has a reputation as a knight, so why not join us?"
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and was about to curse, but found that the two junior brothers who were supporting him actually shook their hands neatly.
Although they are older, why are they not moved?
Being defeated one against three by a kid who originally needed to be warned, the elders like them, while losing face, are not curious about what those stronger martial arts are like and how strong they are?
"You...you guys!" The injured middle-aged man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Unfortunately, his internal strength was weak. Even if his anger was disordered, his internal strength was not enough to produce a mouthful of blood.
When the young man Chang Ping saw something going on, he immediately stepped up his game and said, "Master! Joining Wudang is not about forgetting one's ancestors. On the contrary, it is about finding an opportunity to carry forward our Chang'an Sword Sect. Our ancestors will be happy if they have the knowledge."
"Wudang is not a Quanzhen sect. It follows the path of scattered Taoist priests. We are not completely monastics when we start. When we are successful in our studies in the future, we may be able to apply to go down the mountain and open another monastery. At that time, we will get together again. Wouldn’t it be better to reshape the Chang’an Sword Sect and bring glory to our family?”
The injured middle-aged man gradually calmed down.
When I thought about it more carefully, I felt that what my disciple said actually made some sense.
The two junior brothers also began to persuade each other.
After a stick of incense, the four people who were originally chasing and fighting unexpectedly formed a team and headed towards Wudang Mountain.
Similar scenes, in different ways, are staged throughout the world of martial arts.
Some led to tragedies, and some, like the Chang'an Sword Sect, defected.
If arrows were drawn on the map, then there would be tens of thousands of arrows pouring in the direction of Wudang from all over the country.
Correspondingly, the towns at the foot of Wudang Mountain were all full of people.
It seemed extremely lively and lively.
