In the Ming Dynasty, Mount Wudang. The mountains are layered and undulating, with a slanted sunset that resembles flying crimson blood. On the vast Wudang martial arts platform, there was not a soul to be seen, only a young man lying on the ground, covered in his own blood, barely clinging to life. He looked up at the True Dragon Hall above him, his eyes filled with bitterness.
Who could be as unfortunate as him?
He had been hit by a truck and somehow ended up on Mount Wudang. "Help... someone, please help me... it's on fire!" Su Qinglong had multiple fractures and even moving a little was difficult.
Just then, a figure leaped out from the True Dragon Hall, floating down like a fairy. He wore a Taoist robe, held a broom, had white hair and a childlike face, looking like a deity walking on land. The most frightening part was that he actually stepped over a thousand layers of green stone steps, making Su Qinglong's eyes widen in shock.
Is this an immortal?
"Do not speak, your injuries are severe. Calm your breath and focus your mind," the old man said gently. Before Su Qinglong could think much more, a soft voice echoed in his ears. In the next moment, a sea of true energy surged towards him, integrating into his fractured body. This was Zhang Sanfeng's nearly century-old martial arts achievement, unmatched by anyone else in the world.
In just a quarter of an hour, Su Qinglong's injuries were completely healed, and he bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Immortal, for saving my life!"
Zhang Sanfeng replied with a smile, "I am not a god or an immortal, my name is Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School, and nine is the ultimate number, so I have taken eight disciples in this life. You and I are destined to meet."
"Would you like to become my eighth disciple in the Wudang School?" Zhang Sanfeng asked with a kind smile.
Su Qinglong was stunned. The old man who saved his life in front of him was none other than Zhang Sanfeng! Not to mention the various legends in Jin Yong's martial arts series, even according to historical records, he was a legendary figure whose name has been passed down for hundreds of years.
Because of his incredible lifespan, which alone is enough to make people shudder.
And in any legend, Zhang Sanfeng is undoubtedly the top level.
He could become a disciple under such a master and practice the heart of the Wudang School. What an incredible opportunity...
Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng is also an excellent teacher, his seven disciples of the Wudang School, each one is as fierce as a dragon, roaming the martial arts world, and they are all extremely outstanding individuals.
He would be the eighth disciple?
That means Song Yiquan, Zhang Xiaoshan, Yuanyingting, and others would all become his senior brothers, and Zhang Nojian, Song Qingshu would become his nephews?
"Disciple, follow your master to the True Dragon Hall to learn inner cultivation techniques," Zhang Sanfeng smiled as he stroked his beard.
Suddenly, a grand voice sounded in Su Qinglong's mind, making him stand still in place.
[Host, you have become a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng. Activate the God-level Collection System, collecting attributes bubbles from all over the world to enhance yourself!]
[All things in the world are derived from bubbles between attributes.]
The next moment, countless bubbles appeared before Su Qinglong, dense and transparent.
[Banyan tree (ordinary item): vitality *9, hardness * ...]
[Stone (ordinary item): hardness *8 ...]
[Tall grass (ordinary item): vitality *3 ...]
This is?
Su Qinglong's eyes brightened slightly, instinctively touching the bubble on the side of the banyan tree.
Suddenly, the bubble shattered, scattering crystals.
[Collected: Banyan tree (ordinary item): vitality *2]
The next moment, a surge of vitality transformed into true essence, merging into Su Qinglong's body, making him freeze in place, feeling an indescribable lightness in his body.
Su Qinglong clearly felt that his vitality had increased.
"My system doesn't talk like other systems, but it seems a bit overpowered..." Su Qinglong thought to himself.
Collecting everything in the world, enhancing oneself?
A sense of realization dawned on him.
Everything in the world has attribute bubbles derived from them, and these bubbles are divided into seven colors, gold, silver, blue, white, and dim, totaling six kinds.
"Can people be collected?" Su Qinglong suddenly moved his heart and subconsciously looked at the front of Zhang Sanfeng, checking the other's attribute bubbles.
At this moment, Su Qinglong's eyes seemed to be blinded, countless densely packed bubbles, gold and silver mixed, and even some rainbow colors, filled his field of vision.
[Zhang Sanfeng (Kui Fu True Person): Tai Chi Sword *9999, Purifying True Energy *9999, Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu *8000, Tai Chi Chuan ...]
"Collect!"
"Collected: Zhang Sanfeng (Kui Fu True Person): Tai Chi Sword Law *9999 ..."
In that instant, Su Qinglong's entire demeanor changed drastically, as if his sword heart had reached the state of clarity.
A sense of realization arose in Su Qinglong's mind.
Although he currently has no internal energy or true qi, if he holds a three-foot sword in his hand, he can spar with anyone in the martial arts world!
Tai Chi Sword Law is Zhang Sanfeng's nearly seventy years of martial arts achievement, both offensive and defensive, formed by combining two yin and four yang in a harmonious manner. It is unparalleled in the martial arts world.
In an instant, his Tai Chi Sword Law was full level!
To be continued...