The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
The big man waved his hand in response.
When every disciple saw the big man, they bowed respectfully and shouted, "Master Mingtai."
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.
The big man waved his hand in response.
"And I."
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
"But why did the other senior brothers stop walking and start practicing boxing and swordsmanship early on? But I started practicing playing the piano and playing the flute? What's the difference between me and them? Why didn't I even do that when they bullied me? I can’t even return my hand." Goudan stood up and cried.
But one night on the third day, a disciple woke up Mingtai as if there was something urgent.
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
"I."
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
…
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded his head in agreement and said, "Son, why do you want to join our Wudang?"
The big man pulled Goudan into the inner hall.
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
The big men just shook their heads and said: "Practice martial arts? You are too impatient. The time has not come, the time has not come."
The big man waved his hand in response.
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
"There is no way this name can be used as a dharma title." said the white-haired old man.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."
The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
"There are no extra beds. This room belongs to my master. After the master left, it became mine. You can just make a bed on the floor here." The big man said with a smile.
"And I."
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
The general meaning is that after seven years, if the child really comes to the door and says that the master has a bite to eat, half of it will be given to the child and so on.
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
The big man pulled Goudan into the inner hall.
Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
"But why did the other senior brothers stop walking and start practicing boxing and swordsmanship early on? But I started practicing playing the piano and playing the flute? What's the difference between me and them? Why didn't I even do that when they bullied me? I can’t even return my hand." Goudan stood up and cried.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded his head in agreement and said, "Son, why do you want to join our Wudang?"
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
"Did you see that he was eating with Master?"
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
"What happens after you master your martial arts?" the gray-haired old man said.
But Goudan has a lively personality, and he started punching and kicking in the air after just a few stabs.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
The general meaning is that after seven years, if the child really comes to the door and says that the master has a bite to eat, half of it will be given to the child and so on.
"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
Goudan calmed down and was taken to his room by the big man.
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
"I."
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."
"Hello, senior brother, can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said with a smile when he saw the four senior brothers coming.
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
"Hello, senior brother, can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said with a smile when he saw the four senior brothers coming.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
Goudan nodded his head in understanding.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
That night it was midnight.
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
"There is no way this name can be used as a dharma title." said the white-haired old man.
An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
"I."
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
Then all four disciples were sent to the back mountains of Wudang to repent, but the most angry one was Goudan who was scarred.
"And I."
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
And Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and fulfilling the agreement he made back then.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
It was noon when I got up the next day.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
That night it was midnight.
Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
It was noon when I got up the next day.
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
Then all four disciples were sent to the back mountains of Wudang to repent, but the most angry one was Goudan who was scarred.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
"What kind of secret do you guys have? You don't know, right? This immortal is sleeping with Master Mingtai, so there is no need to squeeze in with me in Datongbu."
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
Instead, he turned his master's muddled thoughts into a righteous one.
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
"I."
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
"I."
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
"What happens after you master your martial arts?" the gray-haired old man said.
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."
"But why did the other senior brothers stop walking and start practicing boxing and swordsmanship early on? But I started practicing playing the piano and playing the flute? What's the difference between me and them? Why didn't I even do that when they bullied me? I can’t even return my hand." Goudan stood up and cried.
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
"Hello, senior brother, can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said with a smile when he saw the four senior brothers coming.
"I."
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
But that’s not what the disciple thinks.
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
The big man knocked Goudan hard on the head and said: "You are already a Taoist priest, with the name of Immortality. You follow me and learn martial arts."
That night it was midnight.
But Goudan has a lively personality, and he started punching and kicking in the air after just a few stabs.
The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."
In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.
Goudan calmed down and was taken to his room by the big man.
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
"There are no extra beds. This room belongs to my master. After the master left, it became mine. You can just make a bed on the floor here." The big man said with a smile.
But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
In the following days, Goudan and the big man were together.
In the following days, Goudan and the big man were together.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
It was noon when I got up the next day.
Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
"There is no way this name can be used as a dharma title." said the white-haired old man.
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
"I know this. I don't know how he came out. He just follows Mingtai every day and does nothing."
Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.
In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
But Goudan has a lively personality, and he started punching and kicking in the air after just a few stabs.
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
But one night on the third day, a disciple woke up Mingtai as if there was something urgent.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
Goudan, who was sleeping next to him, was also woken up and saw the big man Mingtai running out of the room in a hurry.
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
He ran out yelling to end everything.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
When every disciple saw the big man, they bowed respectfully and shouted, "Master Mingtai."
And Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and fulfilling the agreement he made back then.
"And I."
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
"What happens after you master your martial arts?" the gray-haired old man said.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
"What kind of secret do you guys have? You don't know, right? This immortal is sleeping with Master Mingtai, so there is no need to squeeze in with me in Datongbu."
…
"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
And Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and fulfilling the agreement he made back then.
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
Goudan nodded his head in understanding.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.
But that’s not what the disciple thinks.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
It was noon when I got up the next day.
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
That night it was midnight.
The big man knocked Goudan hard on the head and said: "You are already a Taoist priest, with the name of Immortality. You follow me and learn martial arts."
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.
A week, a month.
"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
…
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
The big man pulled Goudan into the inner hall.
Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
"I."
Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.
But one night on the third day, a disciple woke up Mingtai as if there was something urgent.
Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.
A week, a month.
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
The big men just shook their heads and said: "Practice martial arts? You are too impatient. The time has not come, the time has not come."
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
"Count me in too."
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
The big man waved his hand in response.
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
But that’s not what the disciple thinks.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
The big man waved his hand in response.
The big man nodded his head and said, "Master, I understand."
And Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and fulfilling the agreement he made back then.
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
But that’s not what the disciple thinks.
That night it was midnight.
Goudan calmed down and was taken to his room by the big man.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
"Did you see that he was eating with Master?"
It was noon when I got up the next day.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
The white-haired old man waved and said, "Mingtai, come here."
"I know this. I don't know how he came out. He just follows Mingtai every day and does nothing."
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
"What happens after you master your martial arts?" the gray-haired old man said.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
"What kind of secret do you guys have? You don't know, right? This immortal is sleeping with Master Mingtai, so there is no need to squeeze in with me in Datongbu."
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.
Goudan asked where the big man Mingtai had been for a week, Mingtai just smiled and said: "When you reach my age, if you are still in Wudang, you will also have a calamity. This is training and is also called transcending calamity. "
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
"Do you think he is Master Mingtai's illegitimate son?"
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
The white-haired old man glanced at the audience and said, "Mingtai, what do you want from me?"
"I."
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
"Count me in too."
In the first three days, the big man also taught Goudan the horse step in the afternoon.
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
That night it was midnight.
When every disciple saw the big man, they bowed respectfully and shouted, "Master Mingtai."
He ran out yelling to end everything.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.
"And I."
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
…
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
"There are no extra beds. This room belongs to my master. After the master left, it became mine. You can just make a bed on the floor here." The big man said with a smile.
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
"Stop guessing. How about we gather around this immortal and ask in person? Who of you dares? Come with me and try?"
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
But Goudan has a lively personality, and he started punching and kicking in the air after just a few stabs.
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
In the afternoon, it was time to practice the piano and flute again. Changsheng ran out and strode outside the house.
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
Goudan was confused and refused to call the big man Mingtai master.
The days passed quickly after that, but Goudan only had horse steps to hit him every day.
"I."
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.
…
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
And Mingtai was just agreeing to his master's wishes and fulfilling the agreement he made back then.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
That night it was midnight.
The big man stepped forward and bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Master."
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
"Hello, senior brother, can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said with a smile when he saw the four senior brothers coming.
But the big man Mingtai read the book and ignored it.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
"Chenjia Village is right at the foot of Wudang Mountain." Goudan said.
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded his head in agreement and said, "Son, why do you want to join our Wudang?"
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
"What kind of secret do you guys have? You don't know, right? This immortal is sleeping with Master Mingtai, so there is no need to squeeze in with me in Datongbu."
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
Goudan nodded quickly, stepped away from his horse and stood up straight.
When every disciple saw the big man, they bowed respectfully and shouted, "Master Mingtai."
The big man Mingtai nodded with a smile, but Goudan was still confused.
"Goudan." Goudan said with a smile.
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."
Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
"I don't know this either. I was asked to come here by the people in the village. I will go down the mountain after practicing martial arts, so can you teach me martial arts?" Goudan said.
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
After the big man finished speaking, he paused, looked at the gray-haired old man on the stage and said, "Master, is there a way?"
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
"There is no way this name can be used as a dharma title." said the white-haired old man.
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
The big man stood up and recounted what happened seven years ago, and deliberately embellished a few words when talking about his master.
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
The big man knocked Goudan hard on the head and said: "You are already a Taoist priest, with the name of Immortality. You follow me and learn martial arts."
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
Then find a bowl and divide it in half before giving it to the dog egg.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
An old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.
In the following days, Goudan and the big man were together.
The white-haired old man smiled and nodded his head in agreement and said, "Son, why do you want to join our Wudang?"
The big man took Goudan and left the inner hall.
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
"You may not know, but this immortal doesn't have to carry water or chop wood."
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
The big men just shook their heads and said: "Practice martial arts? You are too impatient. The time has not come, the time has not come."
The big man patted Goudan on the head and said, "You haven't started yet? What's the use of knowing this?"
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
Other introductory disciples have to spend an hour every day fetching water and cutting firewood, but Goudan doesn't have to do it because he follows the big man Mingtai.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
"I also have a name, Chen Changsheng." Goudan said with a smile.
"Go down the mountain and return to the village. Teach my friends martial arts so that they won't be afraid of the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains." Goudan said with a smile.
For the next week, Goudan lived alone.
Until a moment later, Mingtai heard something wrong outside the house.
That night it was midnight.
"Are you talking about me? I want to practice martial arts." Goudan said with a smile.
He ran out yelling to end everything.
Rise at sunrise and rest at sunset every day.
A week, a month.
"Count me in too."
"Junior brother, you want to learn martial arts? Okay, but you have to answer me a question first." The disciple said with a sneer.
The big man waved his hand in response.
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
Then all four disciples were sent to the back mountains of Wudang to repent, but the most angry one was Goudan who was scarred.
"I know this. I don't know how he came out. He just follows Mingtai every day and does nothing."
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
That night it was midnight.
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
The big man waved his hand in response.
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
But the big man refused to teach Gou Dan martial arts. Instead, he started to let Gou Dan practice playing the piano and flute in the afternoon.
It was noon when I got up the next day.
I even have to ask the big man almost every day why he only does horse walking and doesn't practice martial arts.
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
"I."
The white-haired old man smiled at Goudan and said, "Okay, then what is your name?"
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
The general meaning is that after seven years, if the child really comes to the door and says that the master has a bite to eat, half of it will be given to the child and so on.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
The four disciples slowly stepped forward and surrounded Goudan.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
The crane-haired old man said softly: "We have run out of places to recruit people. You know this. It is impossible to treat what your master promised as not happening, since your master said seven years ago that he would not go out with his own food. Now Your master has left, and it’s up to you to do this.”
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Changsheng? Then Changsheng is your dharma title. Just follow Mingtai and become his disciple."
After he fell to the ground, it seemed that it was not just a senior brother who hit him.
Goudan could only run outside the house and set up a horse stance every afternoon when the big man asked him to practice the piano and flute.
Goudan was pulled by the big man and said frankly: "Where are you taking me? I want to be a Taoist priest and I want to learn martial arts."
Every day, apart from practicing calligraphy and reading scriptures, Goudan patrols every corner of Wudang with this big man.
"But why did the other senior brothers stop walking and start practicing boxing and swordsmanship early on? But I started practicing playing the piano and playing the flute? What's the difference between me and them? Why didn't I even do that when they bullied me? I can’t even return my hand." Goudan stood up and cried.
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
And when it comes to eating, the big man always prepares his own meals.
"What is your relationship with Master Mingtai? Why can you come in even though the enrollment quota is full?" one of the disciples said.
Mingtai looked at the crying Goudan and shook his head and said: "No one will hit you in the future, but for martial arts training. Your time has not come yet, but when the time comes I will naturally teach you."
Instead, the four senior brothers who came all moved their hands. Goudan could only cover his head and was unable to fight back.
"Count me in too."
In the eyes of other masters, they knew that Goudan was not a Taoist priest at all, but just a follower of Mingtai.
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
"Junior brother, I'm so excited. I'm jumping on horseback here." A disciple said with a smile.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
Mingtai smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, remember what I said? The time has not come yet, the time has not come yet."
"Master Mingtai grew up in Wudang when he was a child and has never left Wudang."
Goudan didn't know how long he cried, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.
Goudan, who had no intention of sleeping, said to Mingtai: "Master, why don't you teach me martial arts."
"Then I won't say much." The white-haired old man nodded his head and waved his hand.
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
The big man Mingtai walked over quickly.
One morning a week later, Goudan watched Mingtai return to Wudang.
The big men just shook their heads and said: "Practice martial arts? You are too impatient. The time has not come, the time has not come."
It was noon when I got up the next day.
But his right hand seemed to be broken and his body was still covered in scars.
"And I."
"Yes, we have to wait until Master has finished eating before we can eat."
The big man led Goudan all the way to the interior of Wudang, passing by long corridors one after another.
Goudan went out but found that every disciple was avoiding him. When he went to ask, he found that they were all deliberately avoiding him.
Before Goudan understood what he meant, he was already beaten to the ground and received an unknown number of punches.
Goudan looked at the big man and said, "Hey, are you senior here?"
Seeing the situation, the big man just scolded him, and then continued to let Goudan get into the saddle.
Goudan probably learned that the big man Mingtai and dozens of masters went down the mountain to do something.
"Okay, I can teach you. But the most important thing in learning martial arts is actual combat. I will tell you what martial arts is now." The disciple smiled and stepped forward, using fists and kicks.
Then all four disciples were sent to the back mountains of Wudang to repent, but the most angry one was Goudan who was scarred.
"What kind of village is this?" the gray-haired old man asked.