In the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng cultivated cross-legged, and the terrifying pure yang true power around his body was agitated, and within three meters, the energy was vertical and horizontal, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Fortunately, the floor of the main hall is made of bluestone tiling, if it is a piece of land, I am afraid that the flat ground will be dented by a few inches!

"After the complete fusion, my internal strength, which has not improved for almost more than a year, has actually improved slightly in the recent period!"

A hint of joy flashed on Zhang Sanfeng's face, what he practiced was Wudang Pure Yang Wuji Gong, although some of it was born from Jiuyang Divine Skill.

But after decades of perfection by Zhang Sanfeng, the structure is no longer weaker than the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and even in some cases, his Pure Yang Wuji Skill is even better than the Jiuyang Divine Skill!

"My Pure Yang Wuji Gong has reached the ninth layer, and the entrance of the whole body has been broken, and even under the accumulation of internal force, I have taken an unknown number of steps in the ninth layer, but I still haven't reached another level, it seems that in the near future, the tenth layer of Pure Yang Wuji Gong will also be sure to be created!"

Zhang Sanfeng was secretly pleasantly surprised in his heart, you must know that the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, cultivated to the seventh layer, is enough to be invincible in the world, even if it is Zhang Wuji, who is a late Dacheng, in terms of strength, it is only equivalent to the peak of the seventh layer of the Pure Yang Wuji Gong.

If he really created the tenth layer, then I am afraid that he would have to surpass all previous martial arts and reach a new level of carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future.

What's more, there is also Tai Chi, Tai Chi has initially revealed its artistic conception in his heart, and it is another earth-shattering martial arts.

Gently spit out a few times, calculate the time, there are not a few days left before Zhang Cuishan returns, and in such a short period of time, he is not ready to set off to chase and kill Na Ah Er, a Ah San, he is not worthy of letting himself take action in person.

"It's time to go see Wu Feng's kid too"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, Wu Feng, I have been coming to Wudang Mountain for more than a month.

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng's body had disappeared, Wu Feng had good talents, and he was even much stronger than the talents of Song Qingshu, the third-generation disciple of Wudang.

Zhang Wuji's talent is terrifying enough, but according to Zhang Sanfeng, Wu Feng's talent is by no means weaker than that Zhang Wuji.

Houshan, the place where the third generation of Wudang disciples practice, here, the mountains are vertical and horizontal, by the mountains and rivers, among the many mountain ranges, a flat land has been carved out, about five or six acres in size, on the flat land, hundreds of Wudang disciples are practicing the basic swordsmanship of the Wudang School in Qi brush, one move and one style, extremely serious.

In the crowd, Zhang Sanfeng saw a small figure, but an extremely serious eight or nine-year-old child, although the child was weak, but he could already see a touch of handsomeness in the center of his eyebrows!

Zhang Sanfeng didn't disturb them to practice, but waited for the time to practice before he quietly came to Wu Feng's side, held his palm, and a full of internal force brazenly entered Wu Feng's body!

"Not bad, it's not bad, it's only been more than a month of cultivation, and a trace of pure Wudang internal force has been born in the body, not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Sanfeng held Wu Feng's little hand, laughed, and after laughing, he looked at Wu Feng seriously, "Do you know why Master has accepted you as an apprentice, but still lets you practice martial arts with the third-generation disciples of the Wudang Sect?"

Wu Feng looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who had a pleasant face and a childish face, and couldn't help but bend his body slightly, "The disciple knows that the master is letting the disciple grow step by step, and the disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations and give everything for the strong Wudang!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with satisfaction, "Today, as a teacher, I will teach you Wudang's Zhenzong Gong, Pure Yang Wuji Gong, although the Wudang Basic Internal Strength Heart Method you practiced is also good, but after all, there is no pure internal force cultivated by such exercises as Pure Yang Wuji Gong!"

"This, the disciple is just laying the foundation now, not to mention, the disciple is now only a third-generation disciple in name, and the disciple will never dare to practice this exercise!"

When Wu Feng heard this, his face changed suddenly, he himself had a few catties and taels, he knew best, and he was now nominally just an ordinary third-generation disciple of Wudang Mountain.

"What are you afraid of, the teacher will give it to you, just take it!"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but say, and directly threw the booklet into Wu Feng's hand, "This, there are the first five layers of the Pure Yang Wuji Gong, within ten years, I want you to practice to the fifth layer, can you do it?"

Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be majestic and said slowly!

"The disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations!"

Wu Feng kowtowed heavily on the ground, Zhang Sanfeng was as kind to him as a mountain, rescued him from the sea of suffering, taught him martial arts, and let him practice in Wudang.

This kindness, in his life, has nothing to repay, only to put his life's energy on the revitalization of Wudang!

After a few breaths, Wu Feng raised his head, Zhang Sanfeng's figure had disappeared, Wu Feng secretly clenched his fists, he wanted to fight for his goal!

.........

In the early morning, in the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng exhaled deeply, and the light in his eyes became sharper, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

It seems that Zhang Sanfeng at this time is not an old man who is over 100 years old, but a young and frivolous young swordsman.

"Today is the day of the return of the green mountain"

Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh, for Zhang Cuishan, he also misses him very much, but for Zhang Wuji, he feels average, maybe it is for what Zhang Wuji did in the original book!

Song Yuanqiao gently stepped into the Zhenwu Palace, holding a stack of red worship stickers in his hand, and when he saw Zhang Sanfeng finished his morning rest, he stepped forward gently.

"Master, this is the worship of the five major factions, the empty master of Shaolin, the Jingxuan master of the Emei faction, the Xian Yutong of Huashan, and the He Taichong couple of the Kunlun faction, and the five elders of the Kongtong faction!"

"Oh, the heads of the five major factions are here?"

The corners of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth slightly outlined a faint smile.

"Yes, almost all of the powerhouses of the five major factions are here"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but sweat slowly pouring out on his face, this time, it seems that something big is really going to happen, the strong and high-level heads of the five major sects have come one after another, and it seems that the people who come are not good.

After all, in the face of the murder caused by the Golden Retriever Lion King, he himself knows a few points, and the five major factions have almost been offended by that Xie Xun, it seems that this time, they gather in Wudang Mountain, there will definitely be a big storm!

Song Yuanqiao hesitated slightly, and finally said, "The disciple has some ideas, I don't know if the master is willing to hear it?"

Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly.

"The disciple thinks that this time the five major factions gathered in Wudang Mountain, although it is for the birthday, but it is obviously not good, the golden retriever Xie Xun made a lot of killings back then, it is indeed a lot, it is better for me Wudang Mountain to hand over the dragon slaying knife, in order to save the life of the fifth brother and that Xie Xun, in this way, we can be regarded as having an explanation for the five major factions!"

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head, "Xie Xun made a murder back then, but he didn't want to pay it back now, if I Wudangshan compromised for the overall situation this time, then in the future, will I have to compromise again and again?"

"What's more, there is a big secret in the dragon slaying knife, how can you easily communicate with people?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and slowly walked towards the Wudang Mountain Hall!