On the ninth day of the fourth month, Chu Feng was meditating in the room, and the martial arts world had a special substance that promoted the refining of internal force, so he naturally would not waste it in vain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today is Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, he hasn't gone out yet, and he heard the lively sound early, even if the mountains are full of uninvited guests.

"It seems that they Zhang Sanfeng is quite confident!" Chu Feng sighed and got up from the bed. But after thinking about it, this is not wrong, ancient people were more superstitious, Zhang Sanfeng, a hundred-year-old master, although he has not reached the theoretical age, but at the moment when the average age is less than forty or fifty, he seems to have lived two lives of others, not to mention Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, this is not a land immortal, what is it?

Just as Chu Feng pushed open the door and was about to call Tong'er to wash his face, there was a commotion outside, and he felt carefully, "It turns out that a group of masters are here, these people are at the same level as the martial arts of the Wudang Seven Heroes, if it is right, they are the heads of the six major factions, right?" ”

Thinking about it, he walked out of the door, didn't care about any chores, and ran to the main hall of the Wudang faction.

Before he reached Zixiao Palace, Chu Feng ran into the boy who took care of him. The boy also had some self-cultivation, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Chu Daxia, Master Zu's birthday is about to begin, Wudang disciples and VIPs have arrived at Zixiao Palace, Master Bert taught me to invite you!" ”

"I see!" Chu Feng waved his hand.

Tong Er also had a lot of words, turned around, and led the way in front.

On the way, Chu Feng met the Bai Zong brothers who had just gotten up, Chu Feng didn't say much, nodded to them, and then turned around with Tong'er.

These two are old rivers and lakes, so naturally they will not slack off, their heads are clear, they follow quickly, and they follow unhurriedly like servants.

"Hehe, do you recognize your status?" Chu Feng smiled secretly in his heart, these two people can still be kings and hegemons in a small place, but on this Wudang Mountain, they are only better than these Taoist children who have just practiced martial arts, really compared, I am afraid that even the followers brought by the small sect are not as good!

The footsteps of several people were faster, and after a while, they came to Zixiao Palace.

Before Chu Feng entered the door, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu walked over.

"Brother Chu, coarse tea and light rice, poor hospitality, I hope you will forgive me!" Zhang Cuishan arched his hand and said.

Chu Feng hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile, "How come?" Wudang is much better than sleeping in the open with food, and it is not worse than at home. I should say thank you for your hospitality! ”

"Where is Brother Chu, come in quickly!" Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu got out of the way.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Thank you!" As he spoke, he was no longer polite, and strode into the door.

Perhaps the temptation of the dragon slaying knife was too great, as soon as he walked into the lobby of Zixiao Palace, Chu Feng saw the five elders of Kongtong yesterday, and He Taichong was sitting in the lobby.

There are also third-rate small gangs such as the Shenquan Gate, the Haisha Faction, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Wushan Faction standing in the back, serving as a background board for waving flags and shouting.

"It's really hilarious!" Chu Feng sneered and said, now it is really a gathering of VIPs, if this Zixiao Palace is not large, I am afraid that he will not even have a place to put his feet now. But fortunately, he didn't experience crowding, and he didn't care, so he walked to the front of the main seat.

Just as Chu Feng walked to greet him, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Master Jingxuan, a disciple of Emei, led the five junior brothers and sisters to pay homage to the ancestor. ”

"Extinction!" Chu Feng subconsciously thought that when he looked back, he saw Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou looking at each other and smiling, urging Yin Liting to pick up people.

Yin Liting naturally knew what they were laughing at, and stood in place for a while, at a loss, until Zhang Cuishan stretched out his hand to pull him.

"Fifth brother......" Yin Liting shouted.

Zhang Cuishan smiled lightly and said, "What are you afraid of, let's greet the VIP together." With that, he directly pulled Yin Li Pavilion and walked out of Zixiao Palace.

Looking at the two people together, Chu Feng couldn't help but think of the word "difficult brother", one was cuckolded by his fiancée, and the other died today.

But what does it matter to him?

Thinking of this, Chu Feng walked up to Zhang Sanfeng and congratulated, "I wish Zhang Zhenren happiness like the East China Sea, and longevity than the ...... South"

"Alright, alright, didn't you already say it yesterday?" Without waiting for Chu Feng to finish speaking, Zhang Sanfeng interrupted, "Lao Dao has always disliked red tape, I just want to have a good birthday, Xiaoyou don't have to be so polite, just be happy with Lao Dao." ”

"Real people are really open-minded by nature!" Chu Feng nodded and said.

Then there was another reception, Chu Feng stood in the lobby and regretted a little, knowing that ancient people liked to grind, and they would not come early if they said anything.

With the influx of guests, it was already noon in the blink of an eye, and the Zixiao Palace was filled with people, except for a few passages, it was difficult to breathe.

Chu Feng glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, and with his state of mind, looking at the crowd of black oppression, his face couldn't help but turn pale at this moment, which could be described as pitch black.

Seeing that the sun was rising to the center, the smell of rice came from outside, but looking at the appearance of Zixiao Palace, no one could stand, how could they hold any banquet?

At this time, the heads of all factions had already arrived at Zixiao Palace, and seeing that Zhang Sanfeng's face was not good, he simply didn't eat, and turned his head to look around.

Xihuazi of the Kunlun faction stood up and said loudly, "Zhang Zhenren, I am waiting to come this time, first, to congratulate you on your birthday, and secondly, to inquire about the whereabouts of the thief Xie Xun. I also hope that the real people will not be paralyzed, so that we can get rid of such a scourge for the victims of the rivers and lakes. ”

"This ...... Lao Dao, today is the happy day of Lao Dao, it is better to talk about it in the future! Zhang Sanfeng said lightly, although the head of the front did not have a blade on his body, but the people behind him were all swollen at the waist, hiding weapons, except for the relatives of Emei, it is better, and other sects are like this, so it is clear to find fault, how can Zhang Sanfeng persuade him with good words? didn't make a move, because he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

Otherwise, with his temper when he was young, he will definitely use the Tai Chi skills he has recently studied, defeat these people, and by the way, let Wudang also shine.

Instead of succumbing to Shaolin, after all, this skill, no matter the subtle theory, or defeating the enemy, is not inferior to the Shaolin martial arts of the Dharma East Transmission.

Just as Zhang Sanfeng was shocking the visitors, a coercive "Amitabha!" came from outside the door. It turned out that the head of Shaolin came.

Chu Feng looked back and saw that the Shaolin side got out of the way, and three monks in robes walked under the respectful gaze of the monks.

Looking at the comer, Zhang Sanfeng's heart jumped, and he laughed and said, "It turns out that the Zen Master Kongwen has arrived, and the old Tao has not been able to meet him from afar, and he still hopes to atone for his sins." ”

The monk at the head is still self-aware, and naturally knows that Zhang Sanfeng is polite, but for the sake of Shaolin's affection, he doesn't dare to follow the interface at the moment.

He folded his hands together and said respectfully, "Shaolin is empty, and I will lead the same junior disciple Kongzhi and emptiness, and I wish Zhang Zhenren a long life." ”

"Three Great Monks!" Chu Feng said secretly in his heart, looking at the three monks carefully, seeing that their breath, mood and cultivation fell on top of the other masters.

It seems that Zhang Sanfeng is in trouble, this kind of well-cultivated guy is the most difficult to deal with, not only is he thick-skinned, but he also speaks eloquently, which is not comparable to other factions.