Zhang Sanfeng is a fictional character in the martial arts novels of Kyushu, and there is no real statement about how old he lived.

What is more accepted by the world is that Zhang Sanfeng was born in the Yuan Dynasty and died in the Ming Dynasty, during which he lived a total of 218 years.

Even the emperor of the Ming Dynasty sought out Zhang Sanfeng and asked him for advice on the recipe for immortality.

In Fang Ding's mind, a large number of memories instantly flooded up!

Zhang Sanfeng, the road number Sanfeng, the official history records that Song Lizong Chunyou seven years Zhang Sanfeng was born in Yizhou, Liaodong, at the age of 14 to obtain the civil and military champion, at the age of 18 served as the commander of Boling County, and then resigned from the official monk to cultivate the Tao, worship the fire dragon Zhenren as a teacher.

Later, under love, friendship and conspiracy, Zhang Sanfeng found his ideal in life, founded the Wudang School, and founded the Tai Chi method.

This is a legendary figure.

"Are you Zhang Sanfeng?" Fang Ding's eyes wandered, and his expression revealed a trace of surprise and doubt.

After all, in the memory of this body, Zhang Sanfeng is a white-bearded and long-haired, fairy-like spirit, and a high-ranking person!

It should be holding the floating dust in his hand, every move, and his own fairy style, which is like now, too young!

Moreover, when he took a wooden sword, he couldn't see any brilliance in his eyes, on the contrary, he was endlessly lazy and casual, and he seemed to be the appearance of a world-weary youth.

"What's wrong? Who stipulated that Zhang Sanfeng would have a long beard and a white beard, and a crane with a childish face, so he couldn't have sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a dragon and a phoenix? The young man in the Taoist robe seemed to feel Fang Ding's confusion and asked rhetorically.

"This, you are Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Nine Great Sects of Wudang, so this is Wudang Mountain?" Fang Ding looked around, but as far as the eye could see, there were mountains and forests, hundreds of miles of mountain peaks, snakes, insects, rats and ants, beasts everywhere, thousands of miles in radius, uninhabited!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the terrifying forest of the Gods and Demons Continent, from time to time, there is the roar of some kind of fierce beast, and from time to time, a strange and faint sound is heard.

"Do you think this place looks like Wudang Mountain?" The young man lying on the stone slab smiled faintly, and in his eyes, he seemed to be looking into the distance, remembering something.

"Not like! If you want to say that this is the Amazon forest, I might believe it. Fang Ding shook his head and said to himself.

"Huh? You're really a talent, you guessed it right! Zhang Sanfeng patted his thigh and said appreciatively.

“…………”

Fang Ding's head is open, with a black line.

Zhang Sanfeng, after all, is a legendary master, even if the fairy wind bones are not there, it is just too young and handsome.

How is this? Idle eggs hurt, don't find a hidden corner in Wudang Mountain, enjoy the worship of the world's incense, and be a sweeping monk-like master, but come to the Amazon forest to feed mosquitoes?

The Buddha is cutting meat to feed the eagle, you are amazing, send blood to feed the mosquitoes!

"My uncle asked me to learn Tai Chi from you, you should know each other, is my uncle also a hidden head of the Nine Great Sects? Or is it the kind of master in fiction? Fang Ding looked at this unserious Zhang Sanfeng with some hope, and his eyes showed expectation.

"I don't know!" The young man in the Dao robe turned over, as if he was deliberately avoiding this question, and without waiting for Fang Ding to speak again, he made a reflexive move, and stabbed Fang Ding with a dragonfly.

Fang Ding's pupils dilated suddenly, and he felt a very depressed aura. Before the sword could stab, he felt that he was hovering on the line between life and death.

This feeling is very subtle, just like when the Mahayana realm was advanced, when it was in the realm of the Tribulation, under the thunder tribulation, before the realm of life and death.

Monks cultivate the truth, naturally they want to go against the sky, break through the boundary between life and death, and obtain endless longevity.

However, this trick is a dragonfly and a simple flat thorn, why is there such a terrifying oppression of the power of life and death!

This has transcended yin and yang and advanced to the level of life and death!

This kind of cultivation is naturally incomparable to the supreme of heaven and earth crossing the starry sky and raising his hand to tear the stars!

However, he surpassed the Supreme in the realm of life.

What's more, who knows if Zhang Sanfeng is hiding his cultivation. It's like the first barefoot Daxian fight.

I didn't see at all that the barefoot immortal was a cultivator! A terrifying Great Cultivator!

Although the characters in martial arts novels cannot be compared with the characters in Xiuzhen novels!

But, Zhang Sanfeng is a bug! He cultivates in the martial arts world!

What's more, it is a character who has created a genre by himself.

Fang Ding hurriedly agitated the true yuan of his whole body, he was now in the True Qi Realm, and it was conservatively estimated that Zhang Sanfeng was the lowest in the Jindan Realm.

Under the disparity in cultivation, if the two really fought each other, Fang Ding would be like a mustard, but Fang Ding felt that Zhang Sanfeng did not use any cultivation.

Zhenyuan rioted, and stabbed Zhang Sanfeng's wooden sword with a punch.

In an instant, Fang Ding was fierce and strong, and his fist power that could open the mountain and gravel was like hitting the water.

All the strength was unloaded, Fang Ding staggered, leaned forward, planted on the ground, and fell into the mud!

"Did you learn?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Fang Ding, with a straight face and a serious expression, as if he wanted to express something!

"I'm a student wasted!" Fang Ding wants to cry without tears, you didn't teach anything, do you really think I'm Zhang Wuji, and you still have to play tricks with me?

"Well, just learn to be useless." Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "Let your kid not make me tea, this time it's a small punishment and a big commandment, and next time, I will directly detonate the yin and yang qi in your body, let you explode, and I will assemble it for you." Re-explode, re-assemble! ”

"Hehe", Fang Ding sneered and drank, "Heaven does not give birth to my Fang Ding, the tea ceremony is like a long night!" ”

After saying that, he ran to find the tea leaves.

Who can't afford to mess with this big guy now?

came to the water blue star, the protagonist's aura, as if he was stunned by Xia Xixi's master Tianhe.

Could it be because Shi Tianhe is too vegetable! Can't be compared with Zhang Sanfeng?

Mmmm, absolutely!

Which web novel has you seen the aura of the protagonist that wasn't cashed in on a character who is a comparative?

"I have to talk to Xia Xixi when I go back, let her change her master, such a good talent saved has been wasted!"

Fang Ding nodded solemnly, silently noting down this matter in his heart.

"Tea, where is the tea?" Deep in the Amazon forest, Fang Ding aimlessly searched for tea.

The big guy's explanation, can't you do it well? I can't say, Zhang Sanfeng is not far behind, hiding behind an unknown tree, sneaking around!

Routine!

Since ancient times, affection can't be retained, only routines and people's hearts!

Muttering in his heart, Fang Ding silently shed two lines of tears!

Just, this tear? Before he could come out, he had already evaporated!

"Smoking is harmful, and you pay for it. Drinking tea is good and refreshing! Fang Ding shouted the taste, alone, marching towards the Amazon forest, vowing to find a tea tree and make a pot of good tea for Zhang Sanfeng's boss, don't make the boss unhappy, and blow himself up casually.