After breaking away from the range of the palm wind, Bai Luo did not pause, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, and a high-pitched dragon roar rushed straight into the nine skies, deafening.

An illusory dragon shadow composed of internal forces roared out, fierce and uncast, and rushed straight ahead.

Bai Luo couldn't see Zhang Sanfeng's figure clearly, but the range covered by the eighteen palms of the dragon descending was too huge, as long as the range in front of him was completely covered, he could hit Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared in shape, the light in his eyes was brighter, his arms were folded, and he slowly drew a circle, seemingly powerless, extremely slow, but it changed the direction of Bai Luo's eighteen dragon palms strangely, and hit Bai Luo instead.

Bai Luo's face changed, and he avoided in embarrassment.

This should be Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi, overcoming rigidity with softness, and being strong when it is strong.

"When I was young, I also had the privilege of seeing Guo Daxia perform the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, although on the surface the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon are strong and powerful, but the essence of the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon is strong and soft, and the wonder is unique."

Bai Luo stood in place, his eyes contemplative, but he was rigid and soft......

Rigid, indomitable, soft......

Is it like Tai Chi?

Recalling the charm of Zhang Sanfeng's palm just now, Bai Luo's hands began to slowly move in the air, the speed was not fast, and it was not Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi moves, but it made people feel soft like water, but it contained powerful power.

Roar~

This time, the dragon's groan was still high, but the illusory dragon shadow conjured up by the internal force was circling and rushing towards Zhang Sanfeng, and the airflow in the entire hall seemed to be driven by the dragon shadow, and everyone felt a little suffocated for a while.

Zhou Zhiruo's face outside the door changed greatly, the palm technique of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending was what she taught Bai Luo, but she never expected that the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending would be so powerful.

At this moment, the white-clothed figure wrapped in the illusory dragon shadow stood proudly in the middle of the hall, looking handsome and dreamy......

Zhang Sanfeng's face was pleased, but in terms of the depth of internal force, Zhang Sanfeng was much stronger than Bai Luo, so it was still an understatement to take the eighteen palms of the dragon at this time.

Bai Luo gasped twice, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Yang Ruoxi floated down beside Bai Luo, "Qingshu, let's go together!" ”

Bai Luo nodded, jumped and pulled out the long sword of a Wudang disciple, returned to the same place, and stood side by side with Yang Ruoxi.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the pair of golden boys and girls in front of him, and suddenly remembered the two figures at the martial arts conference in his mind.

Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu......

What they want to use is the jade of the Tomb Sect. Female swordsmanship?

Bai Luo and Yang Ruoxi moved in unison, and the strange thing was that at this moment, the two were obviously fighting against Zhang Sanfeng, but it made people feel that the two of them only had each other in their eyes.

Affectionate looks, gentle movements, this set of swordsmanship, but more like a pair of lovers in the world......

But it is in this state that the cooperation between the two is intimate and flawless, just like one person, not only has no dead ends in defense, but all kinds of attacks are even more weird and tricky, which is impossible to prevent.

Zhou Zhiruo outside the door could see that Zhang Sanfeng did not release the water, but at this moment, the two of them could not help for a while, Bai Luo and Yang Ruoxi were like a pair at the moment...... Fairy couple!

There is only this word that can describe the state of the two at the moment.

Zhou Zhiruo covered her chest, and for some reason, her eyes were a little astringent......

Unconsciously, a hundred moves had passed, Zhang Sanfeng stopped, Bai Luo and Yang Ruoxi also looked at each other one last time, and put down their swords.

"Qingshu, you should be a disciple of the ancient tomb now, right?"

If you are not a disciple of the ancient tomb, you can't cultivate jade. The Female Heart Sutra.

Bai Luo nodded, without the slightest hint of concealment.

"As you said, although you are no longer a disciple of Wudang, Wudang is still your home, and Wudang will hold a wedding for you lively, but you have to promise that when Wudang is in trouble in the future, you will try your best to help."

When he saw Bai Luo doing it, Zhang Sanfeng already had this idea, his eyes were vicious, and he could see at a glance that Bai Luo's strength was probably stronger than that of Wudang's second-generation disciples.

Later, he made a hundred moves, firstly, to test Bailuo's true strength, and secondly, to give Bailuo a favor.

After all, he is already a hundred years old, and he doesn't know how long he can live, and after he dies, Wudang needs someone to protect him, if the situation is chaotic today, if he is not careful, Wudang is likely to be destroyed.

But with Bai Luo, he can at least protect Wudang for decades.

What's more, there is also Yang Ruoxi here, Zhang Sanfeng believes that once Bai Luo makes a move, Yang Ruoxi will not be able to watch from the sidelines, so that Wudang is equivalent to having two masters in charge.

Not to mention the jade that the two of them used together. The female swordsmanship is no longer afraid of him.

Bai Luo bowed and saluted, "Master rest assured, Wudang is in trouble, Qingshu will do his best!" ”

"Good!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with satisfaction, "Yuanqiao, Qingshu's marriage is up to you. Yes, this matter must be done grandly, invite the world's heroes! ”

Song Yuanqiao's face was excited, and the master's meaning was equivalent to admitting that Qingshu was still a martial artist, but he didn't have the name of a disciple.

And, his son, is getting married!

Hahaha......

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help laughing in his heart, he only felt that after so many years, he had never been so happy as he was today, perhaps, it would not be long before he could hold his grandson......

"Green Book ......"

Yang Ruoxi shouted softly, passing by the jade. The cultivation of the Women's Heart Sutra, Bai Luo actually understood Yang Ruoxi's meaning for the first time at this moment, "Do you want to go back to the ancient tomb?" ”

Yang Ruoxi nodded slightly, this made her a little uncomfortable, and the wedding date needs to choose a good day and an auspicious day, it is likely to be a few months later, and after staying outside for so long, she can't convince herself that she still hasn't violated her ancestral teachings.

Bai Luo nodded, "Okay, then we'll go back first." ”

Bai Luo turned around, "Dad, Master, Ruoxi rarely leaves the ancient tomb, and she is still a little uncomfortable with life outside, so we plan to go back for the time being, and we will rush back before the wedding." ”

The parties to the wedding want to be the shopkeeper, but Song Yuanqiao doesn't care about it and can do it all. He was very happy to hold his son's wedding.

"It's okay, daughter-in-law is important, you go back first, and I will send someone to inform you then."

Song Yuanqiao rubbed his palms, and smiled a little silly, he was so satisfied with this daughter-in-law!

Outside the door, Zhou Zhiruo left silently, in front of Yang Ruoxi, and in front of outsiders, the difference between Bai Luo is too big.

At this moment, if Zhou Zhiruo figured it out, in the face of her beloved, Bai Luo put away all her domineering, leaving only gentleness, and in the face of her strength, she naturally looked a little humble.

Recalling the past scenes, Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how she felt in her heart, but ...... There's no going back......

Wudang Song Qingshu was about to get married, and in just an instant, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes, which was even grander than Zhang Wuji's wedding.

At this time, a small boat flew across the sea, carrying a man and a woman, and a two or three-year-old child in its arms, and set foot on the land of the Central Plains......

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