Ordinary people may not remember Qingfeng when they read the story of Yitian, but Wang Dong is different, he has not only read the original repeatedly, watched several versions of the TV series, but also imitated it himself, so he has an impression of this name.

Sure, someone may not remember the name, but there must be a memory of the role he played in the whole story.

At the beginning of Taiji, Zhao Min pretended to be Zhang Wuji and prepared to destroy Wudang, but Zhang Wuji was reminded by Fan Yao, who rushed to Wudang in advance, and took action in time to resolve the disaster in Wudang.

At that time, Zhang Wuji rushed back to Wudang, which was to replace Qingfeng's seat and carry his third master Yu Daiyan to the main hall, and completed the plot of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

In the whole story, Qingfeng appeared like this once, a complete set of roles, put in the TV series, it is a group performance of 100 yuan a day.

Now, Wang Dong has got this group role, but the key is that no one has paid him a salary yet.

Wang Dong looked at the pale young man, roughly guessed his identity in his heart, scratched the back of his head, smiled simply, and said, "I practiced too late last night, I was lazy for a while, don't tell Master." ”

The young man smiled mildly and said, "Don't worry, Mingyue and I won't tell the third uncle." ”

This sentence confirmed the guess in Wang Dong's heart.

The pale young man in front of him was Zhang Wuji, and the Taoist boy next to him was Mingyue, and he was a disciple of the Three Heroes Yu Daiyan.

According to the original story, Zhang Wuji often played with Qingfeng Mingyue when he was a child, so he had a good relationship.

"I am looking for you today because I have something to tell you. ”

Zhang Wuji asked Mingyue and Wang Dong to sit down on the stone, and continued: "Tomorrow I will go on a long trip with Master Tai, I don't know when I can come back......"

Wang Dong blurted out, "Are you going to Shaolin?"

Zhang Wuji asked curiously: "How do you know?"

Wang Dong said casually: "I often hear people say that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin, and even our ancestors were once Shaolin disciples, so I privately guess that if his old man wants to completely eradicate the Xuanming palm poison on your body, Shaolin should be the first choice." ”

Zhang Wuji praised: "Qingfeng, you are so smart. ”

Mingyue on the side continued: "Qingfeng, when did you become so smart, why didn't I find out before?"

Wang Dong said: "I can be confused about other things, but when it comes to Uncle Xiao's injury, I will inevitably think more." ”

Zhang Wuji was moved: "Thank you, Qingfeng." ”

Wang waved his hand hurriedly and said, "With the friendship between us, there is no need to say thank you, but Uncle Xiao, I have a request, please be sure to agree to me, otherwise I will definitely not be able to eat well and sleep well in the future." ”

"You say. ”

"I want to go down the mountain to Shaolin with you and Shizu, and there will be a good response on the way, and Uncle Xiao will not be lonely at that time. Wang Dong said sincerely.

Zhang Wuji was extremely moved, and said: "Qingfeng, I am really touched that you can have this kind of thought, but if you go down the mountain with me and Master Tai, won't you fall behind in your homework and miss the practice?"

"Compared to accompanying Uncle Xiao, what is the point of homework and practice? Besides, Master He has always loved you very much, he knows that I have such a mind, and he will definitely not object. ”

Zhang Wuji thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk to my master, and then go to the third master." ”

"Hmm!"

That night, Zhang Wuji really mentioned this matter to Master Tai and Third Master respectively, and Zhang Sanfeng and Yu Daiyan were quite relieved when they heard it.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang, with the same qi and branches, have always been righteous and righteous, and now Qingfeng can have this act of valuing love and righteousness, which is a kind of inheritance of the spirit of Wudang, and they must certainly give encouragement.

On the second day, Zhang Sanfeng took Zhang Wuji and Wang Dong to Shaolin, and each of them rode a green donkey and went all the way to the north.

Wudang and Shaolin are not far apart, and the three of them hurried day and night, but they came to the foot of Shaolin Mountain in a few days.

"Do you say, will Shaolin agree to change his skills this time?" Zhang Sanfeng stood at the bottom of the mountain and asked casually.

Zhang Wuji shook his head.

Wang Dong said: "Shaolin is known as the martial arts Taishan Beidou, the leader of Qunlun, and the monks say that they are compassionate, I think they should agree." ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded.

Soon, the three of them saw the two young monks laughing and walking down the mountain, Wang Dong stepped forward to hear the news, and said that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng came to visit the abbot of Shaolin Kongwen.

The two young monks saw a tall old man with silver hair standing not far away, and although he was suspicious in his heart, he hurried back to the mountain to report it.

Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, today's martial arts myth, the idol in the hearts of countless Jianghu people, even if he is a Shaolin disciple, it is difficult to suppress the shock when he sees him.

After a long time, a group of monks walked down from the mountain, looking at the color of their robes, all of them were Shaolin monks, in addition to the abbot Kongwen, there were also older monks of the Dharma Academy.

Obviously, in order to welcome Zhang Sanfeng, the highest-ranking and highest-ranking monks in Shaolin came out, saying that it was like a great enemy, which is not an exaggeration.

Even so, in Wang Dong's opinion, none of these senior monks who went down the mountain, including the abbot of Kongwen, could go through fifteen moves under Zhang Sanfeng, and they might be able to carry it for a while together.

Zhang Sanfeng saw all the senior monks, and hurriedly took the initiative to rush forward to salute, his seniority and martial arts were obviously several generations higher than those Shaolin monks, but he still put his posture very low.

The abbot and others also hurriedly returned the salute and said: "Zhang Zhenren came from afar, which really surprised the little monk, I don't know if the real person is here, what advice do you have?"

So Zhang Sanfeng politely explained his intentions, but without waiting for him to finish speaking, he said: "The little monk and others are very sympathetic to Zhang Gongzi's suffering, but what Zhang Zhenren said about exchanging merit for merit forgive the little monk did not dare to agree." ”

Zhang Sanfeng was puzzled and said: "The world's martial arts are traced back to the source, they are the same root and the same origin, and now you and I complement each other's shortcomings and improve the divine skills, isn't it a great thing for everyone to be happy?"

Kongwen said: "Shaolin has seventy-two stunts, since ancient times, except for the Bodhidharma Patriarch, no one can practice all the stunts, so Zhang Zhenren's proposal to change skills, although it is rare and gracious, but for my Shaolin, it is really redundant." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Moreover, everyone in the world knows that Wudang martial arts originated from Shaolin, if the little monk and Zhang Zhenren are changed today, and it is spread out, outsiders still think that I Shaolin has received many benefits from Zhang Zhenren, and this kind of infamous monk does not dare to bear it." ”

Zhang Sanfeng saw that it was difficult to realize the exchange of gong, and turned to mention Zhang Wuji's palm poison, hoping that Kongwen and others could move their hearts of compassion, but unexpectedly, several senior monks had a resolute attitude, said that they did not agree to exchange Jiuyang Gong, and directly issued an expulsion order.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was gloomy and he was about to leave, but Wang Dong took a step forward and said loudly: "Shaolin is the first major sect in martial arts, but he is so confined to the view of the door, and his mind is so narrow-minded, it is really embarrassing. ”

"And Shaolin, as a holy place of Buddhism, sees death and does not save it, and sees a child suffering from illness, but also feels at ease, I don't know which sub-scripture you can recite, which Buddha you worship?"

Wang Dong stood at the foot of the mountain, facing all the Shaolin monks, he was not afraid at all, he reprimanded him directly, and scolded the monks so that their faces changed together, and they were extremely ugly.

A high-ranking monk with a violent personality stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Dong, and scolded back: "Are you relying on Zhang Zhenren to support you, so ashamed, and continue to talk nonsense, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Zhang Zhenren." ”

Wang Dong said: "Master of Great Compassion, although you teach a lesson, even if you use your Shaolin 72 stunts to greet me, I will take half a step back and count me as losing......."

"Breeze, don't be rude. Zhang Sanfeng lightly rebuked Wang Dong, and then looked at the Shaolin monks, and said: "The little boy was angry for a while, and he spoke disrespectfully, and I hope that the masters will not be surprised, as for teaching me a disciple of Wudang, I won't work with the masters, Qingfeng, let's go." ”

Wang Dongchong Kongwen and the others pursed their lips and muttered: "The four great gods and monks, hehe......"

As he spoke, he turned around and left, leaving behind all the monks, their faces red and white.