Wudang Mountain, in the Zhenwu Palace, is on a pale futon.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and beard, but without a trace of twilight on his body, slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes

"A faint dream, I ...... turned out to be the supreme grandmaster in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer Chronicle written by Jin Lao, Zhang Sanfeng!"

The old man opened his mouth quietly, and his voice was mellow, but he did not lose a sense of richness honed by endless years.

has been in charge of Wudang Mountain for decades, even if he has not made a move for a long time.

But the majesty in the voice that is portrayed to the bones is still not to be underestimated.

In his previous life, he was like a sick ghost, lingering for 30 years, doing nothing, suffering from white eyes, and when he was dying, no one came to visit him, and finally died of depression!

Chu Li felt the vast and deep pure yang internal force in his body, and a trace of joy flashed on his face involuntarily.

In the previous life, although he was much younger than this body, he was like a sick ghost all day long.

Every move is very difficult, and now it is reborn into Zhang Sanfeng's body, although the body is a hundred-year-old body, but it is very different from the general feeling of the previous life!

"Strength, endless power!"

A hint of joy flashed on Zhang Sanfeng's face, he clenched his fists, feeling the power in his body, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Although this body is 100 years old, the vitality contained in it is terrifying!

"It is worthy of being a rare supreme master in the Jin Lao Book, such a deep internal force, I am afraid that even if you live for another twenty or thirty years, it will not be a problem, so it can be regarded as making up for your previous life."

Zhang Sanfeng's face flashed a rare hint of joy, living for another twenty or thirty years, this is no less than a great piece of good news for him.

Today's world is Heaven and Dragon Slayer, he is already 100 years old, no, to be exact, three months later, it will be his 100th birthday.

When the time comes, it is to invite the world's martial arts to gather in Wudang Mountain to celebrate his birthday, and when the time comes, Zhang Cuishan, the fifth disciple under his seat, will kill himself to thank the world.

In the original work, Zhang Cuishan apologized for his crimes, so as to save Wudang Mountain, this time, he would definitely not watch his disciple die under his nose!

"Three months is enough"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slowly, although he is now said to be reborn, he has also fused most of it with the real Zhang Sanfeng's soul.

Now he can be said to be Chu Li in his previous life, and he can also be said to be Zhang Sanfeng, the supreme master of today's martial arts!

Zhang Sanfeng stood up gently, glanced at his wide robe, and looked at the bronze tripod in front of him.

His face couldn't help but show a hint of yearning, he wanted to try how terrifying his strength was now.

You must know that now he is not only fused with Zhang Sanfeng's memory, but also with his terrifying strength!

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng leaned out with one hand, and then grabbed a foot of the bronze tripod, and with a step, in the dantian, the boundless pure yang true power rolled out.

The bronze tripod was like a piece of paper, and he brazenly lifted it above his head.

And Zhang Sanfeng looked like he was not red or out of breath, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a thousand catties, but a piece of paper!

"It's so terrifying, in my previous life, I thought that Zhang Wuji's strength in the late stage of Heaven and Dragon Slayer was enough to wrestle with Zhang Sanfeng"

"But now it seems that it is just a blind fabrication by those people in the previous life, and a hundred years of pure true power can not be compared to a kid who is not more than twenty-one years old,"

Zhang Sanfeng's face was full of horror!

Just now, he just mobilized about thirty percent of the pure yang power in his body!

With such power, if ten percent of the pure yang internal force poured out, what a terrifying power it should be!

It seems that in the original book, this great master did not go all out at all.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Sanfeng put back the smile on his face and hummed softly.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged Taoist who was about forty or fifty years old gently stepped into the Zhenwu Hall.

The middle-aged Taoist came to Zhang Sanfeng, and after bowing respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng, he said softly.

"Master, you haven't been in retreat for seven days, and the disciples are very worried, so the disciples have come to ask Master for peace and ask Master for forgiveness!"

The person who came was Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Sanfeng's eldest disciple, and the most stable one among Zhang Sanfeng's disciples!

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Yuanqiao intently for a few breaths, and then waved his hand with a smile.

"Your filial piety, how can the master blame you, seven days, not for the teacher to do anything, but when you are enlightened, there is something to gain, carelessly, it is actually seven days past"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed faintly a few times, he was not disgusted by Song Yuanqiao's behavior.

In the original work, Zhang Sanfeng's seven disciples, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu.

There is no one who is not right-minded, these seven people can be called chivalrous!

And Song Yuanqiao's behavior is just too much concern for him.

Looking at Song Yuanqiao, who looked nervous and wanted to speak, the smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face became even stronger.

One is the relaxation of the body, which is very different from the previous life.

Within a hundred years, the force has continuously nourished his body, and even made his mood very good.

"Yuanqiao, if you have anything to say, Wudang Mountain has a master, no matter what happens, you must put your heart in your stomach, let's Wudang Mountain, don't bully others, but others want to bully our Wudang Mountain, hum, but we have to ask our true martial arts sword first if you agree!"

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng is domineering and leaking, there is boundless self-confidence between his eyebrows, he has the capital of self-confidence, and now he is invincible in the world of Yitian!

Looking at the heroic Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao's heart was hot, and he finally couldn't help but say.

"Master, the fifth child has a letter, three days ago, someone went up to our Wudang Mountain and took out a letter, and the letter was sent by the fifth child!"

"Emerald Mountain's letter?"

Zhang Sanfeng was a little surprised, but he still motioned to Song Yuanqiao to continue.

Song Yuanqiao continued, "That letter, the disciples have confirmed, it is indeed the handwriting of the fifth child, the letter said, no accident, three months later, the fifth child will return to our Wudang Mountain, when the time comes, your 100th birthday banquet, but double happiness is coming."

Song Yuanqiao said in the end, he couldn't suppress the joy on his face, which is indeed good news for today's Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, "Then go down and prepare well, Master is also pleased that Cuishan can come back."

Song Yuanqiao nodded yes, "Then the disciple will go down first." ”

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, and after Song Yuanqiao left, Zhang Sanfeng sat on the futon again.

This terrifying pure yang internal force, now that he can't use it freely, he still needs to be familiar with it for a while, but three months is completely enough!

At that moment, Zhang Sanfeng began to meditate, feeling everything in this body.

Although he successfully fused with Zhang Sanfeng, the time was still short after all, and it was impossible to fully control it for a moment.

But the specific details in this still need him to experience and understand carefully, and then completely integrate what Zhang Sanfeng has learned in his life, then he can truly overlook the world's martial arts!