Zhang Sanfeng, the head of the Wudang faction who has been full of legends all his life, stands in front of the palace, and today is his 100th birthday. However, Tong Yan He's cultivation is profound, but his body is still handsome and extraordinary.

At this moment, seeing that these fellow martial arts factions turned out to be fake birthday greetings, but they came to embarrass the beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan, and they vowed not to give up without Xie Xun's whereabouts, and they were also angry in their hearts.

This is not to bully him Zhang Sanfeng is old, or he thinks that he has no one in Wudang.

Seeing this formation, the weekend that occupied Zhang Cuishan's body was panicked.

Emma, this battle is too terrifying, okay?

He could clearly feel the helplessness and helplessness in Zhang Cuishan's heart.

Qianfu pointed out that he could not implicate his teacher, nor could he betray the morality of the rivers and lakes.

I knew over the weekend that in the next step, Zhang Cuishan, who was in a dilemma, would choose to wield a knife and kill himself.

Fortunately, the weekend came just in time.

At the same time, Zhang Cuishan's learning was perfectly integrated with the weekend, and due to his thoughts, the internal strength of the dantian could do whatever he wanted, which gave him a little more confidence and slowly calmed down.

If it weren't for the large number of people, the slightest movement would cause a big war, and he would really want to have a long roar in the sky, sigh, and release a few internal forces to have a good time.

I finally suppressed this thought, and I was thinking about what to do next.

He came with a mission.

He came to change the plot of his parents' untimely death.

Although he came here mainly for the task, he has read this novel and movie since he was a child, and he has long been unhappy with these so-called famous and decent families.

It's okay to look for trouble at every turn, look at this unpleasantly, and accuse that of being inauthentic.

In the current situation, the first step he needs to do is to rescue the son of Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Wuji, who is now his identity.

"Daddy. ”

Zhang Wuji's voice sounded in the crowd, full of worry and helplessness.

At this moment, Zhang Cuishan's soul was trapped by the system, and he didn't know what was happening at this moment. The dominant one was replaced by the weekend.

But the anxiety and worry in Zhang Cuishan's heart can still be felt on the weekend, and it can also affect him.

The weekend knew that Zhang Wuji was in the hands of a Mongolian Tatar soldier lurking around at the moment.

It was for the task, and Zhang Cuishan wanted to kill himself emotionally, so he didn't want to delay the weekend.

So, in my mind, I went into the system panel on the weekend and clicked on the open hanging area.

Opening area: 0/3

Without hesitation, I ordered it on the weekend.

A progress bar came out: the opening is in progress, and then look at the opening area, it has become 1/3.

At the same time, the true qi in Zhang Cuishan's dantian doubled, and an incomparable terrifying momentum bloomed from his body.

Zhang Cuishan used one-third of the effect of the plug-in, and his mind perception was also much stronger, and with a sweep of consciousness, he captured the hiding place of the Tartar soldiers holding Zhang Wuji.

'Huh'

Zhang Cuishan's body turned into an afterimage, and before the five major sects and the rest of the small sects could react, they rushed into a crowd.

Before the Tartar soldiers could see the comer, Zhang Cuishan had already come to him, stretched out his hands, hugged Zhang Wuji with one hand, and clasped the other hand on the Tartar soldier's throat.

Zhang Cuishan's eyes flashed, and from a distance, he saw two figures disappear in a flash.

If you run, the monk can't run to the temple.

'Huh'

A few people in the martial arts just wanted to stop it, but they saw that Zhang Cuishan had already withdrawn his gaze, his figure flashed again, and he returned to the same place with one person in one hand.

Everyone present stared at Zhang Cuishan with shocked eyes at this moment, even his master, Zhang Sanfeng.

From what happened just now, everyone found that after not seeing each other for many years, Zhang Cuishan's cultivation has improved a lot.

In the limelight, Zhang Cuishan put down Zhang Wuji, glanced at it, and checked all parts of his body.

I saw that on his back, there was a black to purple palm print.

Undoubtedly, this is the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Second Elder Xuanming.

Zhang Wuji in his arms was shocked, but he was still more worried about his father.

Even if it's not his son, he is still relieved on the weekend, after all, he also has parents.

But I'm also depressed, I'm still a single dog, and I'm going to fulfill my obligation to be the father of someone else's child.

However, this is also what needs to be done in the mission, and it is inevitable to communicate with the system with consciousness: 'System, is there a way to solve the poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm?'

After this half-day of contact, I knew over the weekend that this system is semi-intelligent, not just a purely mechanized one, which is humane, otherwise, I have to grope for a long time, and at that time, I am afraid that the daylily will be cold.

[There is no way at the moment, but after the master completes the preliminary task, the reward obtained can be exchanged for an antidote, and now the master can use internal force to suppress the toxicity first.] 】

So, Zhang Cuishan clasped the Tartar soldier's neck with one hand, and held Zhang Wuji's small hand with the other, and the internal force passed over quietly, suppressing the toxicity of the Xuanming Divine Palm on Zhang Wuji's back.

Immediately, Zhang Cuishan walked towards his master Zhang Sanfeng.

For the childish old man in front of him, he respected him from the bottom of his heart: "Master, Wudang should not be involved in the matter here, it can be solved by one person, and I hope the master will help me take care of Wuji." ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, comforted by Zhang Cuishan's changes and progress, and assured: "Don't worry, with the master here, no one can hurt my apprentices, you can rest assured that you can take action, if they dare to attack in groups, the master will never sit idly by." ”

Although the weekend occupied Zhang Cuishan's body and trapped his soul, Zhang Cuishan's thoughts and feelings were still there.

He could sense the gratitude from Zhang Cuishan in his heart, so he also bowed slightly to Zhang Sanfeng with a grateful face and said, "Cuishan thanked the master." ”

With that, he led the Tartar soldiers to the crowd of the five major factions.

'Stuck Eraser'

The internal force spat lightly, Zhang Cuishan's hand twisted slightly, and the head of the Tartar soldier tilted down, and there was no luster in his eyes.

This is interest, as for the account of the two elders of Xuan Ming, it will be calculated later.

Retracting his hand and letting the body of the Tartar soldier fall to the ground, Zhang Cuishan stopped, stared at everyone, and said coldly: "This Tartar soldier actually threatened me with my son's life, such intentions, damn it." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded again, this Cuishan, in addition to the skyrocketing of skills, when did he act so decisively?

Ignoring the thoughts of others, Zhang Cuishan glanced at the people of the five factions and said, "If you want me to tell the whereabouts of my brother-in-law, it's okay, it's up to you who can beat me." ”

Without waiting for everyone to answer, Zhang Cuishan looked at the person who had spoken the most ugly before, and smiled playfully: "This fellow martial artist, how about you try it first?"

This person is one of the disciples of the abbot of Shaolin Kongwen, about forty years old, with good martial arts and a good reputation. As for the name, I don't bother to remember it on the weekend.

The most hated person in his life was the most hypocritical Buddhist.

When the Shaolin monk saw Zhang Cuishan naming him, he was not afraid and jumped out directly.

"Master Zhang, is this what you said?"

"Well, I said. Zhang Cuishan nodded, changed his words, and said: "But the competition is fierce, there will be times when I can't control it, if I accidentally hurt you, don't blame me, and I hope that your faction will not be entangled with me because of this!"

"Hahahaha. The warrior monk laughed angrily and said, "Zhang Wuxia is too worried, please!"

After that, he took the lead in making a very bluffing move.

Zhang Cuishan smiled at the posture of the warrior monk, didn't even bother to fiddle with a posture, and said in his mouth: "The person who comes is a guest, you invite." ”

Seeing this, the warrior monk was even more angry, and rushed directly towards Zhang Cuishan, shaking his hands into a fist and slamming it towards Zhang Cuishan's chest.

Zhang Cuishan didn't make any moves, just looked coldly at the Shaolin warrior monks who were gradually approaching.