"He doesn't need to be taught! He can find the most suitable path by himself. If he is taught too much, he will be too deliberate."
"Just like me, my master didn't teach me much. Doesn't my current ability all rely on self-enlightenment?"
"It can be seen that the best teacher is ourselves." Cao Zhe said to Dugu Qiubai.
Dugu Qiubai seemed to think for a while, and agreed: "You are right! I learned swordsmanship through a secret book, and then relied on self-enlightenment. At the age of thirty, I became invincible in the world. It is true that no one can Taught.”
"However, if you accept an ape as a disciple, aren't you afraid of the criticism of the world?" Dugu Qiubai asked.
Cao Zhe asked calmly: "Should I be afraid?"
Dugu Qiubai laughed and said: "If you were afraid, it wouldn't be you! In my opinion, this may be your first step!"
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Cao Zhe said: "What to do? The world is too bland, I will add some seasoning to it, that's all."
Obviously, a certain sword spirit never thought that he himself was actually a part of Cao Zhe's plan.
Since there must be monsters in the world, how can there be no ghosts?
From beginning to end, during the discussion between the two, they did not mention that Yuan Bupo was unable to climb to the square halfway up the mountain to participate in the sword formation audition.
Yuan Bupo climbed the mountain step by step. The higher he went, the stronger the obstacles he encountered.
In addition to Wudang's characteristic fighting formations, there are also those outstanding inner disciples who will all be opponents who can stop Yuan Bupo from climbing the mountain.
People who kept looking at Yuan Bupo's recent mountain climbing on the mountain road were not only shocked by the exquisiteness and simplicity of Yuan Bupo's sword skills, but also by the foundation and powerful strength of the Wudang Sect.
Those disciples who prevented Yuan Bupo from going up the mountain, just picking one or two at random can become the backbone of any other sect and be designated as the leader of the next generation.
But on Wudang Mountain, they are extremely ordinary members.
Intense jealousy is followed by a deep sense of powerlessness.
This monster monkey intrusion made many masters realize the reality and no longer have any extravagant hopes or thoughts about catching up with Wudang.
The sword formation audition in the square actually went very quickly.
Most of the people who broke into the sword array could not hold on for a stick of incense at all, and the most could only take three or five breaths before they were stabbed in the key points by those magic swords that deliberately wrapped strips of cloth around their sword tips. His body felt numb and he fell to the ground.
Those who can successfully hold up a stick of incense are more or less famous masters in the world.
There are very few people who can make a splash even when they are just starting out.
As for those who are able to break out of the formation with ease, there are only a few.
So far, there are only two people, Taoist Baishu and Bai Yusheng.
Finally, at noon, Yuan Bupo defeated the two Wudang inner disciples who finally blocked the way.
At this time, the attitudes of most Wudang disciples had quietly changed.
Wang Defa, a disciple of the Wudang inner sect who was disarmed by Yuan Bupo's three swords, clasped his fists at Yuan Bupo and shouted: "Junior brother! Please! The top spot in this first martial arts conference must not go to another family!"
Yuan Bupo also clasped his fists and said, "Okay! Thank you, senior brother!"
In martial arts, the sense of identity must first be achieved through fighting.
Only with super strong force can we talk about benevolence, justice and morality.
Yuan Bupo walked straight into the square. Everyone in the square looked at the short white ape.
An inquiring and malicious gaze, rarely concealed.
Yuan Bupo walked directly to a sword formation without squinting his eyes.
The Wudang disciple who was responsible for guarding the sword array threw a pen to Yuan Bupo.
"Although protection has been taken, there are still dangers. Once you enter the sword formation, there will be no difference between life and death. If you agree, please sign." The Wudang disciple said and threw another deed.
Yuan Bupo stretched out his hand, but showed a slight hesitation.
Although he had seen through the formation set up by Huang Yaoshi early, he left the Kunlun Secret Realm and descended to the Kunlun Mountains.
But because of being an alien, he was expelled, driven away, or maliciously deceived and deceived along the way. All the people he encountered were many bad people and few good people.
The journey has been full of ups and downs, and has experienced warmth and coldness.
He inquired about the location of Mount Wudang, but was tricked into Mount Emei by a monkey trickster.
The man even deceived Yuan Bupo and helped him carry an entire monkey nest.
Later, although Yuan Bupo drew his sword in anger, killed the monkey performer, and released all the oppressed monkeys, he became extremely wary of humans.
After going around in circles like this, I heard the news that Wudang Mountain was hosting the first martial arts conference, and then I followed the crowd and quietly followed them to Wudang Mountain.
After this experience, although Yuan Bupo chose a name for himself, he was not literate.
It was really difficult to ask him to sign.
"Senior brother, can I use fingerprints instead?" Yuan Bupo asked.
But the Wudang disciple deliberately made things difficult and said: "It's okay for others, but you, the monkey-headed monkey, who knows whether your fingerprints are easy to forge? If you accidentally die in the sword formation, your monkeys and monkeys will If you come to your door to make trouble, aren’t you making a joke?”
"For those who don't know clearly, they might think that Wudang has become a monkey's nest."
Many people around him burst into laughter when they heard this.
There was another Wudang disciple on the side who couldn't see it, so he opened his mouth and said to Yuan Bupo: "Junior Brother Yuan! Come to my side and join the battle! Your Senior Brother Song likes to joke around and make fun with you."
Yuan Bupo quickly drew his sword and pierced the deed paper.
Although the sword marks are shallow, they reveal infinite edge.
Even when I hold the paper, I feel like there are thorns in my back.
"I keep this sword!"
"No one can pretend!"
"Now, can I join the formation?" Yuan Bupo stared at Senior Brother Song and asked.
Senior Brother Song felt uncomfortable being stared at, and his heart felt hairy, so he had no choice but to open the sword formation.
Yuan Bupo cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much!"
After saying that, he jumped into the battle.
Seventy-seven forty-nine magic swords all flew towards him, but Yuan Bupo easily pushed them away with his scabbard.
In just three or five breaths, he passed through the formation.
"Such a high level of understanding and ability to understand the way of the sword. Although the sword formation was weakened and the speed of the sword's shuttle was deliberately reduced, he was able to break out of the formation in such a short period of time. It is indeed a tribute to Master. Transform?" He Zudao looked at it from a distance and nodded secretly.
Then he whispered to the junior brother next to him: "Song Xi's moral character is not enough, so he was sent to Daode Palace to copy scriptures for three months, and someone was sent to secretly observe his daily conduct. If he still did not make progress, he would be stripped of his qualifications as an inner sect and sent to the outer courtyard to go out. Do not act in the name of Wudang. If you hear of another crime or crime... behead him!"
The junior brother nodded hurriedly, not daring to breathe.
"It's really rare to see Senior Brother He get angry!"
"Senior Brother He is angry?" the junior fellow thought secretly.
Then he quickly went to arrange what He Zudao said.
After Yuan Bupo broke through the sword formation, the overall screening speed became faster.
After lunch, and an hour or two later, all the people from the world who came to participate in the martial arts conference were screened.
Most of them were stopped at the first level.
There were only 234 people left in the world who had endured a stick of incense and passed the audition.
At the square halfway up Wudang Mountain, at a glance, there were at least five to six thousand people participating in the audition.
