Zhang Wuji knew that the other party was jealous of Zhang Sanfeng's waste of pure yang internal breath on his body, if those pure yang internal breaths were infused into Song Qingshu or anyone else's body, they would be able to create an innate powerhouse in a short period of time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And for him, those precious pure yang internal breath is just enough to hang his life, every day the cold qi of the Xuanming Divine Palm in his body explodes, and the pure yang internal breath that Zhang Sanfeng crosses into his body will be slowly consumed, which makes Zhang Sanfeng have to infuse a stream of pure yang internal breath into his body every once in a while to save his life.

If he could, Zhang Wuji would rather die, but whenever he thought that his father and mother were forced to die by the other five major factions, Zhang Wuji had an urge to kill all the five major factions.

Not long ago, the news that the Kunlun faction was destroyed came, and after Zhang Wuji heard about it, he hid in this heavenly place and cried and laughed, and vented wantonly.

Zhang Wuji, who even lived for a day, had no ability to take revenge on his own, so he was so excited when he heard the news that the Kunlun faction was destroyed.

But whenever he is bullied in Wudang, or wants to vent his inner depression, Zhang Wuji will come here alone, because it is quiet enough, even if he hides here for a day, he doesn't have to worry about being found.

This day was like this, Zhang Wuji, who had been bullied, sat on the big rock, watched the clouds and mist rolling between the sea of clouds, and gradually remembered his parents, and felt infinite grievances in his heart, and couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the sea of clouds and flew towards him.

Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded, stunned to look at the figure flying up from the cliff, in Zhang Wuji's mind, the other party is like a ghost, because only ghosts and gods can fly up from under the cliff.

But soon, another figure jumped out from between the sea of clouds and fell to the ground, especially when the other party was standing upside down on the ground, Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Wuji in surprise, and when he saw the other party, Fang Xiaoyu recognized Zhang Wuji's identity at a glance.

After all, Zhang Wuji is almost twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his appearance is six or seven points similar to Brother Jie who plays him, except for Zhang Wuji, Fang Xiaoyu really can't think of who the other party will be.

For a moment, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Fang Xiaoyu's heart, and he wanted to kill Zhang Wuji, the son of luck, but soon Fang Xiaoyu suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and instead walked towards Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji also reacted at this time, realizing that the two were not ghosts and gods, but living people like him, but the kung fu of the two was obviously very unfathomable.

Comparing Zhang Sanfeng, who is extremely powerful in his mind, Zhang Wuji thinks that the two are just worse than Zhang Sanfeng

Zhang Wuji didn't know that his comparison was in line with the facts, the strength of the two of them could definitely be ranked in the top ten in the world, and it was really worse than Zhang Sanfeng.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Little brother, what's your name?" ”

Zhang Wuji subconsciously took a step back and said, "My name is Zhang Wuji." ”

Fang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, the young man in front of him was Zhang Wuji, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Fang Xiaoyu took a step forward, and grabbed Zhang Wuji's wrist before Zhang Wuji could react.

Zhang Wuji shouted subconsciously, but he was pointed at the acupuncture point by Fang Xiaoyu, and at the same time, the inner breath of Jiuyang, which was just to the yang, entered Zhang Wuji's body.

Zhang Wuji, who was originally frightened, suddenly felt that the warm current in his body passed, the cold disappeared, and his whole body was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

But soon, that warm current disappeared, the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm reappeared, and Zhang Wuji once again returned to that feeling of being cold to the bone.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoyu's voice sounded in Zhang Wuji's ears: "Zhang Wuji, I think you have also heard Zhang Sanfeng mention the Jiuyang Divine Skill, just now what I injected into your body is the internal breath of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, what do you think will happen if you come to practice the Jiuyang Divine Skill." ”

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji's eyes burst out with a look of hope, how he didn't know about the Jiuyang Divine Skill, it was the divine skill that his master recited from time to time, he listened to Zhang Sanfeng countless times, if there was Jiuyang Divine Skill, why not take the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm.

But according to what Zhang Sanfeng said, the Jiuyang Divine Skill has been lost in the world, who is this person in front of him, why does there be Jiuyang Divine Skill, or is the other party deceiving himself?

However, Zhang Wuji quickly denied his speculation, whether he was taught by Xie Xun, Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Sanfeng, these martial arts masters since he was a child, his martial arts knowledge is not bad, and he can naturally distinguish that Fang Xiaoyu's breath of rigidity and yang that crossed into his body is absolutely extraordinary.

Zhang Sanfeng's inner breath of the Yang is already the purest and most yang, but compared to it, the one just now seems to be more masculine, and it is definitely the inner breath of Jiuyang Divine Skill.

With a pop, Zhang Wuji knelt down in front of Fang Xiaoyu, and kowtowed: "Please also accept me as an apprentice."

Fang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, it really deserved to be Zhang Wuji, in this movie, Zhang Wuji is not the kind of honest and honest young man, although he is not a bad person, but he is also quite scheming.

Just looking at Zhang Wuji's ability to kneel down and worship him as a teacher without hesitation, you can see that Zhang Wuji is a person who should be decided.

However, Zhang Wuji's actions were also in line with Fang Xiaoyu's plan, and he stood there and received Zhang Wuji's bow.

After kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, Zhang Wuji had completed the apprenticeship ceremony, Fang Xiaoyu gently brushed it, and Zhang Wuji helped Zhang Wuji up, and Zhang Wuji felt Fang Xiaoyu's strength, and a little awe was born in his heart.

After all, although Zhang Wuji is a little more scheming, he is not that kind of evil person, and it is not surprising that the education he received since childhood made him respect Fang Xiaoyu, a new master.

Looking at Zhang Wuji with satisfaction, Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said: "Since you worship me as a teacher, then I can't accept your gift in vain, and you will be my first apprentice in the future."

Saying that, Fang Xiaoyu passed the first three internal strength of Jiuyang Divine Skill to Zhang Wuji and said: "This is the Jiuyang Divine Skill Internal Strength Mental Method, if you practice, it should be enough for you to suppress the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm, and when we settle down, I will guide you to practice." ”

In this world, apart from him and the fire foreman Tuo, there is no third person who knows about the Jiuyang Divine Skill, as for the Jiuyang Divine Skill in the cave, it has been destroyed when Fang Xiaoyu left.

I have to say that Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the son of luck, in this case, he can meet Fang Xiaoyu and the fire foreman Tuo, it is difficult to say whether it is the result of the power of luck in the dark.

Since Jiuyang's divine skills were destroyed and cut off the opportunity for Zhang Wuji to fall off the cliff in the future, the power of luck in the underworld directly sent Zhang Wuji to Fang Xiaoyu and the others.

Now Zhang Wuji worshipped Fang Xiaoyu as his teacher and had to pass on Jiuyang Divine Skills, but Zhang Wuji continued to embark on the road of practicing Jiuyang Divine Skills.

After getting the heart method of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Zhang Wuji's heart was definitely fake, and at the same time, Fang Xiaoyu, the newly worshiped master, was also full of respect and gratitude.

You must know that he had a certain purpose in apprenticing before, but now he recognized Fang Xiaoyu as a master from the bottom of his heart, not the kind he worshipped casually because of Jiuyang Divine Skill.

"Wuji, don't stay in this martial arts, just follow the practice of the teacher, about the deeds of your parents, the teacher has also heard of it, the five major factions forced your parents to death in front of Zixiao Palace, as a son of man, how can such a big revenge not be avenged."

Listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words, Zhang Wuji's forehead burst into green tendons, his fists were clenched, his eyes showed hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wuji will always remember that day, those people forced my father to death, I must avenge my father." ”

Fang Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction, why did he accept Zhang Wuji as an apprentice, on the one hand, he felt that Zhang Wuji was very pitiful, and on the other hand, he wanted to cultivate Zhang Wuji, and when the time came, Zhang Wuji, who had achieved great achievements, would definitely be a powerful combat force.

For his decision, Fang Xiaoyu felt a little proud in his heart, and used Zhang Wuji to deal with Huashan, Shaolin, Emei, and Kongtong, I believe that the expressions of those people will be very wonderful at that time.

Besides, Zhang Wuji is all worshipping under him as a disciple, no matter how much the luck of this side of the world is promoted, can Zhang Wuji still be able to compete with him for the position of the leader of the Ming Sect.

The fire foreman Tuo on the side has always been a cold observer of Fang Xiaoyu's actions, even if Fang Xiaoyu passed on the Jiuyang Divine Skill to Zhang Wuji, the fire foreman Tuo did not say anything.

In the heart of the fire foreman Tuo, the most important thing is how to return him to normal, as for the Jiuyang Divine Skill, it will be passed on, the other party is a disciple of the official apprentice, and Fang Xiaoyu's legendary Jiuyang Divine Skill is nothing.

patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder, Fang Xiaoyu said: "Don't worry, it's just a few factions of Emei and Shaolin, and when the time comes, I will help you level these sects and avenge your parents." ”

Hearing Fang Xiaoyu say this, above Wudang, except for Zhang Sanfeng, almost everyone treated him indifferently, which made Zhang Wuji feel the warmth of human affection early, and now Fang Xiaoyu's words immediately made Zhang Wuji kneel down in front of Fang Xiaoyu, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Dag, Wuji is unforgettable, he must be filial to his master and obey his orders." ”

Zhang Wuji didn't care about anything else, even his master didn't say anything about helping him avenge him, but Fang Xiaoyu said it, so just based on Fang Xiaoyu's words, he was willing to work hard for Fang Xiaoyu.

"There is something in this Wudang Mountain that you can't give up, do you want to make arrangements."

[After the completion of the third watch, I suddenly felt full of festivals, hehe, ask for tickets, reward]

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