Chapter 3 Carefree Little Naughty Boy

Wudang Mountain, on the south side of Tianzhu Peak, in Zixiao Palace, seven people dressed in Taoist costumes are gathering here, looking at each other, and looking outside the hall from time to time. The elder is nearing the age of establishment, and the younger is just being weaned.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was about to stand at the head of the group had a diluted and peaceful expression, with a gentle and elegant demeanor; On the other hand, it is a young Taoist priest who has just reached the age of weakness, with a serious face, steady and imposing.

At the head of the two, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young Taoist priest standing in each place, one was strong and fierce, and the other was polite and polite; Further down, there is a young Taoist priest about ten years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome face, holding a baby about one year old in his arms, and the baby is trying to open a pair of big dripping eyes and look around.

Opposite the ten-year-old young Taoist priest, there was a six-year-old child, whose porcelain doll-like face flashed a shy red from time to time, and was teasing the child in the arms of the young man opposite, making the child open his teeth and claws, eager to get out of the boy's arms, and more and more dishonest.

These seven people in the hall are the seven disciples of Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu. Among them, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, and Zhang Songxi have begun to set foot in the rivers and lakes and have made a lot of names.

At this time, the seven people gathered in Taihe Palace, and they did receive a message from Zhang Sanfeng, saying that they would return to the mountain today, and introduce a new disciple to the seven of them, who was also their junior brother.

In the expectant and curious waiting of the seven people, it didn't take long for Zhang Sanfeng's figure to appear in the hall.

"Master......" The seven people hurriedly gathered over, surrounded Zhang Sanfeng, and looked at Xie Wuji who was still asleep in Zhang Sanfeng's arms unconsciously.

Yin Liting asked shyly, "Master, is this your newly accepted little junior brother?" It's so cute......"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile, and looked at Xie Wuji's eyes full of pity and expectation.

Seeing that several junior disciples were very curious about this infant junior brother, and began to discuss "twittering", Song Yuanqiao hurriedly whispered: "Be quiet, don't wake up the little junior brother." ”

Song Yuanqiao has been in charge of Wudang Portal on behalf of Zhang Sanfeng for many years, and is recognized as the second-generation head candidate by the senior brothers, and there is an invisible majesty between his words.

Yu Lianzhou's internal strength is the highest, and Song Yuanqiao, the senior brother of You Sheng, quickly saw that Xie Wuji's body was inappropriate, and immediately frowned slightly, and asked softly: "Master, junior brother, ...... he?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly and said: "Hey, you little junior brother, you have a bad fate, you have just been born, and you have suffered a great change...... immediately, and the tragic scene when Xie Wuji was rescued was narrated.

In Zhang Sanfeng's words, he did not mention that Xie Wuji was the reincarnation of the Ziwei Emperor Star that he calculated, but only said that he was in retreat all the year round, quiet and thinking, and had the idea of traveling down the mountain.

When Zhang Sanfeng said this, he didn't want to hide anything from his disciples, but he felt that the reincarnation of Xie Wuji Ziwei Emperor Star was not easy to talk about to too many people, so as not to put too much pressure on Xie Wuji too early.

When the seven people heard this, they looked at Xie Wuji's eyes again, and they were all full of pity, and they promised that they would take good care of Xie Wuji in the future.

Seeing the friendship of the seven brothers, Zhang Sanfeng comforted him, stroked his silver beard, and nodded with a smile.

In this way, Xie Wuji did not die, but fortunately Zhang Sanfeng, a generation of martial arts masters, was accepted as a closed disciple and lived in Wudang Mountain.

In the next three months, the internal force of the "Phantom Yin Finger" in Xie Wuji's body that was yin poisonous to cold was finally expelled by Zhang Sanfeng bit by bit with the pure "Pure Yang Wuji Gong". However, due to the fact that his injury had been delayed for too long, the meridians around Xie Wuji's body were extremely damaged, and it was almost impossible to turn around.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed gloomily, and said that in this life, I am afraid that he will not be able to cultivate the internal strength of the heart, if it is not for some shocking opportunity, it is difficult to achieve much in the martial arts.

Song Yuanqiao and the other seven senior brothers, when they heard this, they felt even more pity for Xie Wuji, and their love for him naturally increased day by day.

Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom. Xie Wuji has Zhang Sanfeng, the master, and Song Yuanqiao and other seven senior brothers who have taken care of him meticulously, and he has spent six years of carefree time.

On this day, after the morning class, the seven senior brothers were busy with their own affairs, some went to deal with teaching affairs, some went to teach the three younger disciples martial arts, some went to study the Dao Tibet, and some went to practice martial arts, only Xie Wuji had nothing to do.

Xie Wuji bit his lower lip, his clever little eyes flickered, and he thought about it and quietly followed the third senior brother Yu Daiyan.

Although Yu Daiyan was just as weak as the crown, his internal strength was not weak, and he soon noticed the little tail behind him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, a faint smile appeared, and the movements under his feet were a little faster.

Xie Wuji only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of him, Yu Daiyan stepped a few feet away, and soon he was about to get out of his sight, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and hurriedly ran with all his strength to catch up. At the same time, the idea of practicing martial arts in my heart became more and more desired.

"Whoa, whoop......" Xie Wuji chased desperately, but he still chased Yu Daiyan away, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and muttered: "Damn, the third brother is really hateful, running so fast, does it hurt his stomach?" Hehe......" he said, a wicked smile on his face.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Xie Wuji only felt a pain in his little buttocks, and then his body was involuntarily thrown up several feet high.

Xie Wuji didn't know what was going on, and couldn't help shouting: "Third brother, you are bad, put me down quickly." ”

"Xiaoba, it's not right to say bad things about senior brother behind your back, today as a brother will definitely let you have a long memory, ha......" Yu Daiyan laughed, reached out and took Xie Wuji, who was falling quickly, and threw him high again.

In mid-air, Xie Wuji grabbed and kicked with his teeth and claws, but he couldn't control himself at all, so after two or three times, he only felt that a little heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but be unconvinced, and pleaded pitifully: "Third brother, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, you just spare me this time......

"See if you dare to be naughty, hey......" Yu Daiyan threw Xie Wuji up twice more before he stopped, and with a slight touch of his hands, he let Xie Wuji stand firmly on the ground.

After Xie Wuji experienced another period of dizziness, he glared at Yu Daiyan indignantly, but he didn't dare to declare the dissatisfaction in his heart, for fear that Yu Daiyan would come back a few times, and he would really suffer it. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Martial Heavenly Crystal Reincarnation Claw Book House" for free for the first time.