When Zhang Wuji heard this, he didn't refuse, now that Shaolin has been destroyed, he doesn't know what the situation in Wudang is, so he is naturally worried.

He immediately nodded and said, "In this way, Wuji will take the first step and wait for Brother Lin in Wudang." ”

"Grandpa, Uncle Yang, Bat King, Wuji is one step ahead." Zhang Wuji said to a few people.

"Mowgli, if you encounter an army of Tartars, don't be impulsive, you must wait for us to arrive."

The white-eyed eagle king hurriedly explained.

"Grandpa rest assured, Wuji knows." Zhang Wuji said.

"Brother Mowgli, you have to be careful."

Yang does not regret the way of concern.

Zhang Wuji nodded, and then left.

With the Jiuyang Divine Skill Protector, even if you don't sleep and hurry, you can support it for seven or eight days.

And here, it is only three days away from Wudang at most.

If he had hurried with all his might, he would have arrived in less than two days.

Then, Zhang Wuji traveled non-stop day and night, and the three-day journey was shortened by him by nearly half.

When they arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain, the horses under their crotch were already foaming at the mouth from tiredness.

Zhang Wuji jumped off the horse and glanced at Wudang Mountain, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he untied the reins, patted his horse's mane, and strode towards the mountain.

And when Zhang Wuji walked halfway up the mountain, he suddenly saw a person running in front of him, bald and with big sleeves, he was a monk, and he was very good at light work under his feet.

"Shaolin master."

"Could it be a Shaolin monk who escaped from the Tartars?" Zhang Wuji's heart moved.

Pick up the Jiuyang Divine Skill and follow it from afar.

Next, as in the original.

Zhang Wuji went to Wudang Mountain, disguised as Wudang Xiaodao, Tong Qingfeng.

After that, it was Zhang Wuji who took Yu Daiyan and went to see Zhang Sanfeng.

Then, the empty phase monk attacked Zhang Sanfeng and succeeded, so that Zhang Sanfeng was seriously injured.

Of course, this monk did not fall well, and was slapped by Zhang Sanfeng, smashing his skull and smashing it, and killing him on the spot.

At this moment, the Wudang disciples hurriedly came to report: "Report to the third uncle, the Demon Sect Brigade has arrived outside the official and wants to see the ancestor and grandfather, and he has spoken foul language, saying that he wants to set foot in the Wudang faction..... ＂

"Shut up!"

Yu Daiyan immediately scolded.

He was afraid that his master would be distracted and excited about his injury.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "This is my martial arts calamity, Dai Yan, sit in the pass for the teacher for eighteen months, and get the essence of martial arts, a set of Taijiquan, a set of Taiji sword, and I will pass it on to you at this moment." ”

"Master."

Yu Daiyan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had been crippled for a long time, where could he learn any boxing and swordsmanship?

At this time, there is a strong enemy attacking, where is the leisure to practice martial arts?

However, when he saw that Master Zhang Sanfeng's face was pale and his breath was disordered, Yu Daiyan suddenly had a bad thought in his heart.

Yu Daiyan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said loudly: Master, you don't have to pass on any martial arts to your disciples, it's a big deal that we will fight with that demon sect. ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly: "Dai Yan, don't be angry, you have to remember, you must pass on this set of kung fu, even if my Wudang is destroyed today, as long as this set of martial arts is passed on to future generations, the name of my Wudang faction will be able to last forever." ”

After all, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say anything else.

Stand up slowly, hands down, back of hands outward, fingers slightly relaxed, feet apart and parallel.

Then, the two arms are slowly raised to the chest, the left arm is half ringed, the palm and the face are into the yin palm, and the right palm is turned over into the yang palm, and said: "This is the starting hand ...... of Taijiquan."

Then, Zhang Sanfeng practiced one move at a time.

Catch the bird's tail.

Single whip.

The handle is uplifted.

White cranes with bright wings.

After going through it again, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to ask his disciple how much he remembered.

At this moment, on the Sanqing Hall in front, an old and long voice came from afar: "Zhang Sanfeng Old Dao, since you can't shrink your head, let's slaughter his disciples and grandchildren first." ”

Another rough voice said, "Okay! First set a fire and burn this temple. ”

Another sharp voice said: "Burn Lao Dao, that's cheap him, let's capture him and tie him up to parade among the various sects, so that everyone can see, this martial arts master is old and immortal, hahaha." ”

Here is more than two miles away from the Sanqing Palace.

But the other party's voice can be clearly transmitted here, which shows the strength and depth of its internal strength.

Yu Daiyan was furious when he heard this, and he was about to scold.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Daiyan, the timing is not right, we should focus on retaining my Wudang inheritance, remember, remember." ”

After that, Zhang Sanfeng said again: "Let's go to the front, and we will meet these demon sect masters for a while." ”

Go ahead first.

Although he was seriously injured, he saw that the demeanor of a sect master was fully revealed.

Zhang Wuji watched from the sidelines and admired him, is this his master? Sure enough, the style is full of style!

Zhang Wuji was behind, holding Yu Daiyan, and said secretly in his heart: "It must be the Tartars pretending to be from my Ming Sect, but I don't know how many Tartars came at this time." ”

Wait until you get to the Sanqing Palace.

But I saw that in the Sanqing Palace, there was a large group of people standing in the black pressure, about three or four hundred people.

These people just spat foul language and insulted Zhang Sanfeng.

However, when he saw Zhang Sanfeng himself, he suddenly shut up like a turtle with a shrunken head, and set his eyes on Zhang Sanfeng, and his eyes flashed with jealousy.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng is famous, and he is powerful in the martial arts era, and in the face of such a figure, if he does not feel worried in his heart, it is impossible.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared.

Suddenly, there was silence in the Sanqing Palace, and the needle drop could be heard.

Zhang Wuji raised his eyes to look at this cadre, but saw that about half of them were wearing the costumes of the Ming Sect members, and there were some other leaders, each dressed differently.

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted, "The sect leader has arrived!" ”

When everyone in the Sanqing Hall heard this, they hurriedly respectfully moved out of the way to both sides.

The dozen or so people led by him rushed out of the hall to greet him, and the rest of the people hurriedly followed.

Just for a moment.

The original Sanqing Palace, except for Zhang Sanfeng and his party, actually walked cleanly.

Then.

The footsteps of more than a dozen people rang out.

Zhang Wuji hurriedly looked, but saw a young man, surrounded by a group of heroes.

And when Zhang Wuji saw the young man's face clearly, he suddenly showed surprise: "It turned out to be her?" ”

On the same day, they Mingjiao and his party encountered Tartars bullying Han women halfway, and the sect leader Lin Fan slaughtered a group of Tartar soldiers in a rage.

And that day, I met this person, as well as her eight mighty subordinates.

Later, halfway, he wanted to invite Lin Fan, but Lin Fan refused.

Moreover, Zhang Wuji also learned from Lin Fan that this person turned out to be a woman.

Seeing the appearance of the crowd's support this time, Zhang Wuji was shocked: "Could it be that she is manipulating behind her back?" Who is she? ”

Just when Zhang Wuji's thoughts were flying, Zhao Min walked to the center of the Sanqing Palace.

She put away the folding fan in her hand, looked at Zhang Sanfeng, bowed slightly and said, "Lin Fan, the leader of the late Ming Sect, has seen Zhang Zhenren. ”