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When Huang Chao saw this great man who shook the past and the present, made great achievements, and shined in the annals of history, he respected him very much in his heart and reported his real name. He respected Zhang Sanfeng, not because of his strong martial arts, but because he had such a status, but he was able to be humble and honest, treat people equally, act chivalrous and righteous, and kill many Mongolians who did evil. The reputation of the Wudang faction is indeed better than that of the Ming Sect.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised, glanced at Huang Chao, and was surprised to find that the young man opposite was full of divine light, his eyes were as clear as jade, and he was also a master of internal cultivation to reach the top.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and smiled: "It's the old way." The little brother on the opposite side is none other than the Butterfly Valley doctor Shengshunfeng, and he is really a hero out of a young man. I didn't expect that at your age, you would also reach the realm of returning to the basics with internal strength. I came to see my apprentice grandson Zhang Wuji, is he okay here? ”

"SF Express is under the law number, my real name is Huang Chao, Zhang Zhenren, please." Huang Chao stretched out his hand and led Zhang Sanfeng into the Butterfly Valley.

When Zhang Wuji saw his master coming, he cheered in surprise and threw himself into Zhang Sanfeng's arms. Others also saluted, and Zhou Zhiruo said: "Old Daoist, hello." She had met Zhang Sanfeng in Hanshui, and she also told everyone about this experience.

So everyone else said in unison: "Old Daoist, hello." ”

Zhang Sanfeng greeted everyone with a smile, and Huang Chao smiled secretly: "There are so many juniors, you don't even give some greeting gifts?" "However, Zhang Sanfeng has no long things, and I am afraid that he will not be able to take out six gifts. He and Zhang Wuji were very happy when they saw each other, and thanked Huang Chao for teaching the exercises, so he went out for a walk with Wuji to catch up.

After a long time, the two of them came back, Zhang Wuji's eyes were slightly red, obviously he had shed tears just now. Zhang Sanfeng looked at Huang Chao with a smile.

"Master SF, Lao Dao has something to talk to you about."

Huang Chao and Zhang Sanfeng sat down in the main house, poured tea with Zhou Zhiruo every day, immediately retreated, and brought the door to the room.

Zhang Sanfeng took a sip of tea and said, "During this time, thank you for taking care of Wuji." Lao Dao and Wudang Mountain are grateful for their great kindness, but there is a saying that Lao Dao is not unhappy. Master SF, you are still young, and it is inevitable that you will act in an extreme way. I also hope that you can realize that God has the virtue of a good life, and it is not too late to restrain your anger. ”

"These old people have also heard about you, a poisonous needle, leaving no mouth, some of them are too harsh. Sometimes, why not give someone a chance to make amends. ”

Huang Chao got up and hugged his fists and said: "Zhang Zhenren, I have a lot of lives under my hands, but there are only two kinds of people who take the initiative to do it. One is the Mongol soldiers and horses who slaughtered the Han people, and the other is the untrustworthy people who promised me but broke their promises. You have also killed a lot of the former, and I have said the latter first, and it is not a punishment for not teaching. As for the other people who come to take revenge, it is a grudge in the rivers and lakes, he came to kill me, I can't let anyone slaughter me, and I hope you are old and wise. ”

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "Your murderous aura is too heavy, the lives of your men have piled up over the years, although there are reasons for what you have done, but I am afraid that there will be evil retribution, I hope you will be cautious." When is the time for retribution, you have to forgive people and forgive people. Battlefield battles, life and death battles, there was nothing in the first place. But your martial arts, killing people is too easy, I hope you can restrain it, you slaughter 10,000 people with one person, really, really ......"

Zhang Sanfeng groaned and couldn't speak, and Huang Chao continued: "It's going to be punished by God." Zhang Sanfeng's old face flushed, this was what he thought, but it was a little too rude, but he had his internal strength and immediately returned to his usual look.

"If I kill one Mongol, I can kill several Han Chinese, and if there is really a curse, I deserve it." Huang Chao said solemnly, "In fact, all the people in the world are equal, and neither the Mongols nor the Han people are more noble, or who deserves to die." It's just that our two races stand under the same sky, and we can't coexist because of survival resources, so we have to fight until one side admits defeat. As one of them, I have nothing to blame for destroying my enemies as much as I can. ”

Zhang Sanfeng sighed when he heard this. What Huang Chao said was very reasonable, letting him know that this young man had a lofty vision and firm determination, but he did not achieve his goal.

"Actually, I don't want Mowgli to join the Ming Sect. You must know why. Although it is presumptuous to say this, it would be great if Mowgli could quit Mingjiao. I am willing to exchange all of Wudang's mastery in exchange for Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang Divine Skills. ”

Huang Chao looked at Zhang Sanfeng seriously: "Old Daoist, haven't you noticed that Wuji is very happy here?" Mingjiao is not synonymous with bad people, and there are many shameless people in the righteous path. The world will usher in great changes, and Mingjiao will also be reorganized, please see it when the time comes. ”

"What's more, although Wudang is a good student, it can't cure Zhang Wuji's injury, is it really fair to exchange it?" Huang Chao showed a smile eager to try, hugged his fists and saluted, "I definitely don't look down on Wudang Peerless Learning, it's just that there are specialties in the martial arts industry in the world, and each has its own wonders." I'd like to ask you about it. ”

Zhang Sanfeng stood up and laughed, he was tall, and Huang Chao only reached his chest. Zhang Sanfeng looked down at Huang Chao and said: "You are a young student, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and you are speechless about the old way, and I want to teach you a lesson." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and slowly walked forward, the air as if it had suddenly condensed at this moment. The eyes of the two people were shining, and they both burst out with a powerful momentum.

As their palms and arms touched, a strong wind suddenly erupted between the two, and the windows clicked. Huang Chao and Zhang Sanfeng had no intention of fighting, but only to comprehend each other's understanding of martial arts through hand-to-hand means, although their moves were slow, but their every move urged their true qi to the extreme, showing all kinds of magical powers in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods.

Huang Chao has strong true energy, long physical strength, and physical fitness far surpasses Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng's artistic conception is harmonious, and his skills in the past hundred years are also very terrifying.

If it weren't for Huang Chao's similar big move, I am afraid that after a cup of tea, Zhang Sanfeng would accumulate the general momentum and be thrown out of the battle circle.

What the two of them are competing for is not martial arts moves, but their own comprehension of internal forces, and the condensation and development of the spiritual realm, which is where the essence of life really improves.

The internal forces between the two of them were staggered, rolling up the stormy waves, although the two of them were not fast, but the strong wind around them was fierce for a while, and the expressions of the two became more and more serious.

The ground was trampled by them with neatly edged footprints, and the aftermath scattered, not blowing a strong wind around, but involving everything around them into the aura of the battle between the two.

The teacups jingled and fell on the table, and the water did not flow down the table, but was pulled by an invisible force, drawing a weird left and right in the air, and with the two of them working hard, the water flowed into a mist, but it was still floating in the air, outlining the traces of complex chaos.

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