Chen Fan said and then said: "Since you insist on driving out the Tartars and recovering the mountains and rivers, then add this one!" But now that the rebels from all over the country are connected, if we in the martial arts are lucky enough to win the world, then discuss the rest, what do you think? ”

"I don't have an opinion!" The congregation replied.

"In this case, on the tenth day of October, gathered together, the first martial arts conference was held in Huashan, and the poor monks were waiting for the master in the difficult temple!" Chen Fan said with a smile.

"Since the Master of Duo Difficult has spoken, today we will let the Demon Sect go, let's go!" The exterminator glanced at the people in the Demon Sect too coldly, a little unwilling, but he still succumbed to Chen Fan's force.

"What a difficult master, farewell!"

"Farewell!"

After a while, only Wudang and Shaolin were left, and I saw Song Yuanqiao walking to Zhang Wuji's side and said: "Just now, Xiaoyou used the Wudang light power ladder Yunzhong, I don't know where to learn it!" ”

After Chen Fan saw the abbot of Kongwen, Shi Li said: "Amitabha, the disciple meets the master, and the grace of fifteen years of nurturing dare not be forgotten!" ”

"Amitabha! The one who is in the rivers and lakes is the first, your Buddhism and martial arts are not only poor monks, don't call me master again in the future, we can be commensurate with our peers! The abbot looked at Chen Fan and said.

"No! How can the grace of nurturing be forgotten, if it weren't for the master, the poor monk might have died in the ice and snow! Chen Fan said with a smile.

"In that case, then let it be!" The abbot was very happy in his heart.

"Mowgli...... You're really my unscrupulous child......"

"Uncle Song, I miss you very much!" Zhang Wuji said softly.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes were in tears, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, leaned over and hugged him, and shouted: "You are Wuji, you are Wuji's child, you are my son Zhang Wuji!" ”

Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu, and Yin Liting surrounded them together, everyone was surprised and delighted, and their hearts were filled with joy in an instant, and the white-eyed eagle king who was healing was very excited when he heard this, and he quickly stood up and shouted, "Grandson! My Mowgli grandson! Good! Good! Good! The white-eyed eagle king hugged Zhang Wuji, and the tears in his eyes slowly flowed, his baby daughter was left with only this one son, who was suffering and suffering, and the news was missing, how could he not be excited when he saw it now.

Kong Wen and Chen Fan smiled when they saw each other, but they were monks, and they didn't have that kind of excitement in their hearts, knowing that the other party's life was good, it was already very good, and then Zhao Min came down and led everyone to the top of the light, and everyone looked at the comer.

After Zhang Wuji saw the visitor, he was stunned: "This woman is born beautiful, chic and elegant, radiant, peerless, glamorous, stubborn and lively, pretty and vulgar." Song Yuanqiao saw that his Wuji child was stunned when he saw the woman, and smiled: "Wuji, are you in love with someone!" ”

After Zhao Min heard this, he glanced at Zhang Wuji, then turned around and walked towards Chen Fan, and asked, "Master, why are only Wudang and Shaolin left in the six major sects?" ”

Chen Fan looked at Zhao Min lightly and said, "Amitabha, the relationship between the poor monk and the donor is just a transaction, and you can't be called the donor, your master!" As for the martial arts conference, it was held in Huashan, on the tenth day of October, you can come if you want to, but I hope that the donor will do it yourself, don't make trouble, otherwise you will blame the poor monk for not remembering the old feelings! ”

"Humph! As long as you are a martial arts person, you can participate, so I can naturally participate, but you can rest assured, I will naturally not cause trouble after I go, and besides, with a master like you, I don't dare! Zhao Min said that he was almost touching Chen Fan's face.

Chen Fan's feet moved, his body was about a meter away from Zhao Min, looked at her and said: "Donor, please respect yourself, the poor monk is just a monk, dedicated to the Buddha, and there is no personal affection for children in his heart!" ”

Zhang Wuji on the side didn't know why he was a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if the woman should be his own, but fortunately, the person was a monk, and he secretly admired him, and there was no wave in his heart in the face of such a beautiful woman.

After Zhao Min heard this, he smiled and didn't say anything, but he felt a little uncomfortable and a little painful in his heart, and said that beauties love heroes, and heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, but the hero in his eyes is a monk, a monk who is dedicated to Buddha, but fortunately he is a monk, after all, there is still a chance, not a eunuch.

Seeing that Zhao Min didn't say anything, Chen Fan smiled faintly, looked at Zhang Wuji, and said: "Amitabha, if the poor monk didn't guess wrong, what Zhang Xiaoshi is cultivating is the Jiuyang Divine Skill and the Great Shift!" ”

After Chen Fan's voice fell, the people of Shaolin, Wudang and Mingjiao looked at Zhang Wuji, Jiuyang Shengong was created by the fighting wine monk, hidden in Shaolin's "Lenga Sutra", Qiankun Da Shift is the peerless magic of Mingjiao, the treasure of Zhenjiao, non-sect leader can not be cultivated, Zhang Wuji was surrounded by so many people, his face did not change, looked at Chen Fan and replied: "What the master said is good, I have practiced Jiuyang Shengong and Qiankun Da Shift by chance, I don't know how the master saw it!" ”

"Don't hide it from the donor, the poor monk has an understanding of all the martial arts in the martial arts, of course, he will also make a move and a half, and he can't get on the table, since the donor has cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill, then he can practice well and not be wasted, if you have any questions, you can ask the poor monk at any time, and the poor monk will also answer some doubts for the donor." Chen Fan said with a smile.

After Zhang Wuji heard this, he saw Zhao Min on the side looking at Chen Fan's appearance and felt very uncomfortable, he was only five years older than himself, what was the big deal, but Song Yuanqiao on the side hurriedly said: "Wuji, what are you still stunned for, don't hurry up and thank Master Duo Difficult, Master Duo Difficult can guide you, it is your blessing, many people can't ask for it!" ”

Zhang Wuji felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this, but he still had to do it for the sake of face, and said: "Thank you Master Duo Difficult, the younger generation has some doubts, please give me some advice!" With that, he stretched out his hand.

"You kid...... How difficult it is, master, please don't mind, Mowgli is not intentional! "Song Yuanqiao knows how terrible Chen Fan is, and his master has said that against Chen Fan, he will also lose more and win less, but after realizing the way of Tai Chi, he should be able to draw.

"Song Daxia doesn't have to worry so much, the poor monk is not such a stingy person, the poor monk spoke to Yang Xiao back then, if it wasn't for the Mingjiao killing my eighteen disciples, the poor monk would not have found trouble with the Mingjiao, the poor monk has never relied on his martial arts to bully others, they are all to convince people with virtue." Chen Fan said confidently.

Song Yuanqiao thought about it, Chen Fan has not been rumored to have killed anyone in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and said: "It's me who thinks too much, or how difficult it is, don't mind!" ”

Yin Liting on the side scolded in his heart after hearing this: "This monk is so shameless, just one sentence forced the heads of the two major sects to speak, and even forced away the four major sects, and the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major sects was directly interrupted, and he even said that he was convinced by virtue, and it depends on the senior brother to be honest!" Alas! ”

"Amitabha, Master Zhang, you and the poor monk are up to the point, please!" Chen Fan said politely.

"Please!" Zhang Wuji said.

Everyone on the field has earned the boss in both eyes, one is a martial arts myth, and the other is a cultivator of two top martial arts, and it is a great success, a peak duel, which makes people excited.

"In that case, you're welcome!" After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he kicked his feet, turned his palm into a fist and hit Chen Fan, after everyone saw it, they all thought about whether they could dodge it, but seeing that Chen Fan didn't dodge, it was too late, the fist was about to fall on his face, but he saw that Zhang Wuji's fist could no longer advance half a minute, "Ah, aha......" Zhang Wuji shouted, and the true qi in his body was transported to his hand with all his might, but he couldn't break Chen Fan's true qi after hearing it.

Until half an hour later, Zhang Wuji was a little disappointed, although Jiuyang's magic skills are endless, but there is also a limit, his output is obviously greater than the input, slowly sweat flowed out of his face, withdrew his fist, and said disappointedly: "I lost!" ”

"He is worthy of being a master of many difficulties, and he doesn't even have a hand! What a generation of enlightened monks! ”

(End of chapter)