In every era, there is always a protagonist, and since the destruction of Xiangyang City, there is only one protagonist in the world.

Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, recognized as the first in the world in the rivers and lakes, has been in the martial arts for a hundred years!

Even though the woman in the yellow shirt has been living and growing up in the ancient tomb, she has heard the legendary deeds of this world's number one grandmaster from her elders.

But I saw that this great martial arts master was wearing a plain white robe, with a clear face, white hair, and a dusty bearing, almost like a feather ascending immortal.

He stood quietly on the top of Zixiao Palace, between the bright moon and the snow, as if he was one with heaven and earth, or rather, he was heaven and earth!

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao frowned, he couldn't figure out how Zhang Sanfeng behaved like this, everyone couldn't help but go towards the Guannei, and when they arrived at Zhenwu Square, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly moved!

His posture is very slow, like an old man with weakened qi and blood, without the momentum of a great martial arts master, one punch and one kick, as if a slow-motion replay, Hugh said that all the masters of the world present are ordinary people who have never learned martial arts, and they can easily block this punch and kick!

"It's like a seal!"

"It's a twin peak!"

Qixia and Mo Li and others recognized some of the moves performed by Zhang Sanfeng, all of which were famous in Wudang, but more of them were unfamiliar moves, these should have been exquisite and extraordinary tricks in Zhang Sanfeng's hands, light and fluttering, without half of the power.

However, as Zhang Sanfeng gradually demonstrated, an inexplicable Dao rhyme emanated from around him, and in an instant, the air froze, and everyone only felt like they were in a quagmire, and their breathing was quite difficult.

"That's ......"

Mo Li's pupils shrank, but he saw the moonlight on Zhang Sanfeng's body, and with the swing of his fists and feet, it was gradually distorted and deformed, and the void seemed to be trembling!

A gust of wind and thunder emanated from Zhang Sanfeng's fists and feet, the definition of slow and fast has become a paradox in his hands, the fists and feet seem to be soft and slow, but the afterimage left by Zhang Sanfeng can be seen in the void, it seems that time has changed in him!

With the passage of time for Zhang Sanfeng to perform martial arts, the inexplicable rhyme became stronger and stronger, and at this moment, everyone seemed to have encountered Daigo empowerment, and their understanding of Wudang's various unique studies was greatly increased, and the difficulties encountered in the past cultivation road were easily solved, that is, the woman in the yellow shirt also had a different understanding of the kung fu of the Nine Yin True Scriptures.

At this time, everyone understood that what Zhang Sanfeng performed was a set of supreme magic skills that collected many unique achievements in the past of Wudang, and it can also be said that it was Zhang Sanfeng's own way!

Finally, this set of martial arts was performed to the end, as Zhang Sanfeng finished the last move, vaguely, a huge black and white Tai Chi loomed around him, and the two yin and yang fish spun endlessly, and when Zhang Sanfeng Feng stood still, the yin and yang fish slowly disappeared, and the inexplicable rhyme gradually retreated.

"Congratulations to Master (ancestor), you have achieved great success!"

Seven Heroes and Mo Lilian led many Wudang disciples who rushed to the scene all bowed down and congratulated loudly, even the woman in the yellow shirt also saluted to celebrate.

Everyone can see that Zhang Sanfeng's set of martial arts is the condensation of his life's work, although it is different from the martial arts of the world, it must be a supreme magic skill, and the scene of the talent can be seen one or two!

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, he raised his hand and said: "You don't have to be polite, the old Taoist has been in retreat for decades before he has come up with such a set of martial arts, and it is not in vain." ”

His expression was full of joy, obviously very proud of this kung fu.

Song Yuanqiao asked at the moment: "I don't know if this set of martial arts created by the master has been named, but in the eyes of the disciple, it is quite consistent with my martial arts concept of martial arts with static braking and preemptive strikes." ”

"You've got eyesight!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This martial art is called Tai Chi Gong, which is completely different from the various peerless concepts that have been circulated in the rivers and lakes. ”

He said it with great confidence, as if the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple that had been tempered by the painstaking efforts of the past generations could not match his kung fu.

However, none of the people present were unconvinced, because of this Zhang Sanfeng Zhang Zhenren, not only the peerless grandmaster who has been famous for a hundred years, but also the boxing technique he just performed does have the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods!

Thinking of the way even the Moonlight Void was distorted and deformed under his fist, everyone was extremely admiring in their hearts.

In the world, there is only one who has this martial arts attainment, and it is estimated that there is only this one on Wudang Mountain.

"Okay, the three generations of disciples have gone to rest by themselves, and the seven of you will follow the old way, the old way...... Hey? ”

When Zhang Sanfeng was speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Li and the woman in the yellow shirt in the crowd, and couldn't help but be stunned.

He seemed to think of something, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Li'er, how did you learn that your fifth uncle came, not only went back to the mountain by himself, but also took a few girls with him......"

The Seven Heroes looked at each other speechlessly, and Mo Li also smiled bitterly, they had been by Zhang Sanfeng's side for a long time, knowing that this martial arts master who was respected by people in the martial arts was like a god, but he was a straightforward, straightforward, and approachable character.

The pretty faces of the eight girls changed slightly, as if they were not angry, but the woman in the yellow shirt saluted and said, "Yang Qian'er, the descendant of the Condor Heroes, meet the old man Zhang." ”

"The descendants of the Condor Heroes ......"

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows, his face couldn't help but show a little nostalgia, he was stunned, seemed to fall into memory, and said for a long time: "Since Huashan said goodbye back then, the old man has not seen Yang Daxia for a hundred years, I don't know what happened to him?" ”

The woman in the yellow shirt said respectfully: "My great-grandfather, his old man, heard the news that Xiangyang City was broken and Guo Daxia and his wife died, so he and his great-grandmother went to the enemy camp to assassinate high-ranking officials of the Yuan Court, and then they were designed to fall into a trap, fought hard for three days, and died of exhaustion. ”

"I see, I see, I ...... so"

Zhang Sanfeng muttered two sentences, but his hand couldn't help but touch his arms, where there were two delicately made iron arhats.

Although he touched the iron arhat, he thought of the owner of the iron arhat.

It was a hearty and bright girl, smiling and very chic.

On that day, she also wore a light yellow palace skirt, rode a donkey upside down, hung a sword from her waist, and arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

"I'm here to find someone, even if I have thousands of mountains and rivers and traveled all over the world, I want to see him again!"

"Brother Zhang, this Arhat will send you!"

"If you have nowhere to go, why don't you go to Xiangyang and find my father and mother?"

……

"He's been gone for so many years, and I don't know if you saw him in the end?"

Zhang Sanfeng whispered to himself, all the disciples were confused, and they didn't know who he was talking about.

Fortunately, after a hundred years of vicissitudes, Zhang Sanfeng is also used to seeing life and death, and he calmed down after a while.

He looked at the woman in the yellow shirt and said, "Yang Xiaoyou is a famous family, but he is a distinguished guest who I can't invite from Wudang, and I also invite you to serve tea in Zixiao Palace." ”

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