Yang Ziru was busy gathering information, which I found unproductive. Out of curiosity, I asked the head elder of the Wudang Sect, “What’s the key point of tai chi?”
“Very simple,” the old man laughed, “the key to tai chi is not to be too hasty.” I roared, “Don’t joke around when I’m being serious!”
“Cough, alright, I’ll tell you!” he said dramatically, “Actually… our sect’s kung fu cannot be passed outside.”
With his fake serious expression, I stumbled and fell, then got up and punched the old man flying. “Go die!”
” Heh, looks like my “go die” punch has improved, even sending such a martial arts master flying.
Recently, the weather was stuffy and gloomy, with the sun refusing to show its face. Perhaps due to the intensity of our travels and irregular diet, I fell ill. This was my first time getting sick in ancient times, and with primitive medical technology, I could only endure the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine.
After a period of ordeal, I finally recovered and left the Wudang Sect.
[Volume Two, Jianghu: Chapter Sixty, Emei Sect.]
Shu Yang was to return to Chu Yue Kingdom in a few days, and I felt down again. Why does no one manage the state affairs when Shu Yang is away? Unlike Shu Yang, Yu Mo’s situation was quite different – once he stepped out for a few days, wanted posters were everywhere, and on the last day, he was dragged back to Zhen Ming Kingdom.
I thought this might be because the ministers control Yu Mo more strictly, which is why Zhen Ming Kingdom is so powerful.
One day, Bao Bao somehow ended up in Arabia; all I remember is that he disappeared the night he went down the mountain. The next day, he stole Aladdin’s magic carpet. This was the highest quality “genuine” carpet, completely different from the wobbly, low-quality rugs Bao Bao had used before. This one was obedient – when Bao Bao told it to fly high, it flew high; when he told it to go east, it absolutely wouldn’t dare go west.
