Zhou Meng could tell that Xia He genuinely didn't know what Tongtianlu was, so he explained earnestly, "Your ability to draw talismans out of thin air is quite similar to the Tongtianlu among the Eight Wonders. Have you never studied Tongtianlu?"
Xia He shook her head and glanced at Wang Yue with great admiration before saying, "You're my brother's elder, so I won't hide it from you. My brother taught me this ability to draw talismans out of thin air. I don't know if it's Tongtianlu or not."
Hearing this, Zhou Meng immediately looked at Wang Yue and asked uncertainly, "Could this ability to draw talismans out of thin air also have been taught to you by your master?"
If Wang Yue denied it now, he probably wouldn't be able to explain things, so he could only nod and say, "Not entirely. He didn't seem to know it either. He just gave me a rough explanation, and I figured out the rest myself. It was like how Wang Ye combined the Taiji and Qi Men Dun Jia he learned—he got the inspiration from the same source."
Zhou Meng could, of course, tell that both Xia He and Wang Ye primarily practiced Taiji, while each had developed their own distinctive style. It really was as Wang Yue said: they had merely built upon what they'd learned. And both had clearly reached a state of mastery.
He understood that the kind of Taiji practiced by Wang Ye and Xia He could be passed down. This was wonderful news for Wudang.
He said eagerly, "In that case, there's certainly no problem with Master Little Yue's identity. Come, come—I'll take you to be entered into the register. I've had everything arranged for a while; I was just waiting for you to arrive."
With that,