On Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, people from various martial arts factions gathered at Wudang Mountain, leading to a very unpleasant situation between the two sides.
Finally, Xiao Ning personally took action, using swift and decisive methods to severely injure the three Shaolin monks, which finally intimidated everyone.
After the group of martial arts practitioners slunk down the mountain, he then went to heal Zhang Wuji's injuries and interrogate Lu Zhangke. By the time he finished all these tasks, it was already dark.
In the evening, the Wudang disciples finally had time to formally celebrate the birthday of their patriarch, Zhang Sanfeng, and the commotion lasted for quite a while before it ended.
Early the next morning, Xiao Ning found Zhang Sanfeng and brought up the matter of going down the mountain.
"Junior brother, are you in such a hurry to go down the mountain? Why not stay a couple more days?"
After hearing Xiao Ning's words, Zhang Sanfeng asked in surprise.
Xiao Ning nodded: "The sooner we find the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment, the sooner my third nephew Yu will recover. This matter should be done as soon as possible!"
Having spent more than ten years on Wudang Mountain, Xiao Ning was already tired of it. Now that he had mastered his martial arts, it was time for him to roam the martial world.
Of course, making a trip to Dadu to retrieve the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment was just a side thing.
"Very well, if you insist on going down the mountain, junior brother, this old Taoist will not stop you!"
Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "When do you plan to go down the mountain?"
Xiao Ning's heart skipped a beat: "There's no time like the present, let's do it today!"
Zhang Sanfeng was slightly taken aback: "Wait a moment, this old Taoist has something to give you!"
He returned to his room and handed a pile of martial arts manuals to Xiao Ning.
"Speaking of which, my junior brother is my junior uncle of Wudang, but he hasn't even mastered all of Wudang's kung fu. When he travels the world in the future, he'll probably be laughed at."
"Take a look at these manuals, junior brother. You don't need to be an expert, but you should at least be able to use them!"
Zhang Sanfeng's words startled Xiao Ning, but he quickly recovered. He took the manual and nodded with pleasure: "Very well, a junior uncle who doesn't know Wudang kung fu, that title doesn't sound very good!"
"Haha, after all that commotion you caused the other day, your reputation in the martial arts world probably won't be very good!" Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and teased.
"Reputation is nothing to me. I had already thought it through before I made my move!" Xiao Ning shrugged and said nonchalantly.
Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly, "Junior brother, you've put your heart into this!"
Xiao Ning gazed at the distant green mountains and said slowly, "Senior brother, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty is now in decline. What should Wudang do now? Have you considered this?"
Upon hearing his words, Zhang Sanfeng paused in stroking his beard, his voice tinged with confusion: "Junior Brother, what makes you say that? Although the Mongol Yuan dynasty has declined somewhat, and there are occasional rebel armies among the people, they are not a significant force!"
"As the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how much the Mongol Yuan Dynasty declines, it is still far superior to those so-called rebel armies that are actually a rabble. The Mongol Yuan Dynasty should not collapse so quickly!"
Although Zhang Sanfeng possessed profound cultivation and was considered the greatest figure in the world.
However, limited by his perspective, he could never have imagined it.
The Mongol Yuan Empire, which once swept across the entire Eurasian continent, disintegrated in just over a decade, and was even driven to the depths of the Western Desert by the Han people.
"Hehe, let's wait and see!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ning knew that Zhang Sanfeng did not believe him, so he stopped trying. He had only mentioned it casually to plant a seed in Zhang Sanfeng's heart, and did not expect any effect.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Ning, carrying a pile of Wudang Sect manuals, bid farewell to Zhang Sanfeng and returned to his residence.
He spread out the manuals he had brought back one by one on the desk, categorizing them. Then, looking around, he saw two manuals in the category of internal energy cultivation: "Wudang Nine Yang Skill" and "Pure Yang Limitless Skill".
There are eight books on fist and foot techniques: Zhenshan Iron Palm, Wudang Long Fist, Wudang Thirty-Two Style Cotton Palm, Tiger Claw Hand, Tiger Claw Extinction Hand, Twelve Style Yin-Yang Hand, Twenty-Four Style Crane Beak Force Pointing Dragon Leap Aperture, and Wuji Mysterious Kung Fu Fist.
The lightness skill includes "Ladder to the Clouds"; the sword technique includes "Mysterious Void Sword Technique"; the formation includes "True Martial Seven-Section Formation".
There are five sword techniques: "Soft Cloud Sword Technique", "Yin Yang Two Elements Sword Technique", "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate", "Seventy-Two Styles of Finger-Circling Soft Sword", and "Twenty-Four Character Heaven-Slaying Dragon-Slaying Skill".
From beginner techniques to advanced techniques, and even top-level techniques, everything is available.
Apart from the Tai Chi Classics, which Zhang Sanfeng had not yet created, all other martial arts manuals of the Wudang School had been placed in front of Xiao Ning.
He casually picked up a copy of "Wudang Nine Yang Skill," sat down in a chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly began to read it.
Time passes, the sun rises and sets.
Before I knew it, another day had passed.
Xiao Ning raised his head, stood up, stretched his body, and showed a hint of fatigue on his face.
In just one day, he had memorized nearly twenty of Wudang's unique skills.
Moreover, with the Nine Yang Divine Skill at its peak, all martial arts in the world are within his grasp.
In other words, in just one day, Xiao Ning had already learned all twenty or so Wudang kung fu techniques.
However, even though Xiao Ning's cultivation had reached the Innate Realm, his spiritual power had broken through the limits of the human body, and he constantly nourished himself with Innate True Qi, he still felt slightly tired.
However, Xiao Ning felt very excited at this moment. After learning all the Wudang secret manuals, he had a general understanding of the Wudang martial arts.
Xiao Ning couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe and reverence for Zhang Sanfeng, the creator of these martial arts techniques.
Wudang martial arts form a complete system with distinct Taoist characteristics. It is a natural combination of martial arts and health preservation, possessing both profound cultural heritage and profound Taoist truths.
All of this was created by Zhang Sanfeng alone, spending decades building it from scratch, relying on his extraordinary talent.
No wonder he was hailed by later generations as a martial arts grandmaster who appears only once every thousand years.
It seems we made the right choice in latching onto this powerful patron!