After dealing with the aftermath of Wuyazi with Su Xinghe, Zhao Wen said goodbye and left in Su Xinghe's expectant eyes.

Zhao Wen could see from Su Xinghe's eyes that the other party wanted him to revive the Loose Sect, and of course, it was also possible that he wanted to find a backer for himself and his eight disciples.

For Su Xinghe's revitalizing the Xiaoyao faction and making this sect stronger, Zhao Wen could only secretly say sorry in his heart, after all, he came to this world to complete the task and get benefits, and Su Xinghe's expectations he would definitely not be able to do.

Out of the Drum Mountain, without any hesitation, Zhao Wen went directly in the direction of the Tianshan Mountain.

In order to improve his speed, he even learned a Taoist Xingyun step from the martial arts memory he obtained.

If he is not mistaken, the three great divine skills of the Xiaoyao Sect are all separated from the eternal and immortal Changchun Gong.

Because the qualifications of the three disciples were too poor, Xiaoyaozi divided the immortal Changchun Gong into three and passed it on to the three disciples.

Now that he has mastered the two of the three exercises, even if he knows that this is just a martial arts world, and all the exercises are just a transition for him, Zhao Wen still wants to collect these three exercises in his heart.

The internal force that Wuyazi passed on to Zhao Wen is about a hundred years, plus the cultivation is a complete Northern Spiritual Skill, which can give full play to his own internal force, after learning to walk the clouds, Zhao Wen's speed suddenly skyrocketed, and in just a few days, he had already reached the front of a cliff.

An iron lock on the cliff was across, and the bottom was bottomless, looking at the few women who were looking at him with a vigilant face on the opposite side, Zhao Wen used all the strength of his body, and said loudly to the opposite side: "Tianshan Tong's grandmother is uncle, and Zhao Wen, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, is here to visit!" ”

The sound reverberated throughout the Vulture Palace, and in a quiet room, a figure as tall as an eight or nine-year-old child, but with an old face, slowly stood up.

"Who dares to claim to be the head of my free faction!" With the voice, a short figure appeared in front of Zhao Wen, and the old voice was murderous, looking at Zhao Wen, although his face was childish, his temperament was extraordinary, as if he was a disciple of the Carefree School.

"What's wrong with my junior brother, why is this ring in your hands?"

Before Zhao Wen could react, he was grabbed by Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and after taking the Eight Treasure Ring from Zhao Wen's hand, Tianshan Tong's grandmother asked urgently.

"Meet Uncle!" Respectfully saluted Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and then Zhao Wen told the story of Wu Yazi in the original plot as quickly as possible.

But when he came to himself, he entered the valley by chance, and was accepted as a disciple by Wuyazi, and then knew that the Xiaoyao faction had three major divine skills, and he came to learn from his uncle.

"What a Ding Chunqiu!" Hearing that his junior brother had actually been hiding in a cave for decades, Tianshan Tong's grandmother was already trembling with anger, turned her head to look at Zhao Wen and asked sharply: "In that case, why didn't you kill Ding Chunqiu first, but came to me!" ”

did not avenge his junior brother, but came to learn kung fu, Tianshan Tong's grandmother looked at Zhao Wen with a full of murderous intent in her eyes.

Zhao Wen even felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious giant beast that would tear itself apart if there was no suitable reason.

"The disciple has never practiced martial arts before, and not long after he apprenticed, the master directly crossed over with a body of internal force, and he was by no means Ding Chunqiu's opponent in a short period of time!" Zhao Wen said extremely sincerely.

Although he came to Tianshan for the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations, if Tianshan Tong's grandmother was willing to teach him some martial arts, he was also very willing.

After all, since the crossing, there is only one Wudang Changquan that has been seriously learned, and it is still strong to improve the qualifications.

"Rubbish!" After scolding, he looked at Zhao Wen carefully, he didn't have the slightest vigilance and habits that a person who practiced martial arts should have, obviously he really hadn't learned martial arts, and he couldn't help but be even more angry.

As soon as he mentioned Zhao Wen, he flew towards the other side of the cliff.

"From today on, you live here, I will send someone to teach you martial arts, if you don't learn well, I will kill you, my free sect disciples have no waste!"

After finishing speaking, he had already flown away, and after a while, a short figure rushed out of the Tianshan Mountain with a murderous face.

"I've seen the young palace master, and the palace master will explain that from today onwards, we will teach you martial arts!" Four women who looked exactly the same, but had different colors of clothes, appeared in the small courtyard where Tianshan Tong's grandmother had left Zhao Wen just now.

"Why do you call me Young Palace Master?" Zhao Wen had a strange look on his face.

As for the four who were exactly the same on the other side, they were innocent, and they were only teenagers at most, and he didn't have any thoughts.

"The palace master ordered us to call it that before leaving!" A man dressed in green looked at Zhao Wen strangely and replied softly.

"Uncle Shi is gone, where have you gone!" Zhao Wen was suddenly in a hurry, he came to Tianshan to learn the Eight Desolations and Liuhe from Tianshan Tong's grandmother, if the other party was not there, who would he learn from.

"The palace master said that she was going to kill a man named Ding Chunqiu!" The other one in red said with an innocent face.

"I see, Grandma Tong is really an anxious child!" However, regarding the matter of Tianshan Tong's grandmother going to kill Ding Chunqiu, Zhao Wen definitely raised his hands in favor.

In any case, he also got benefits from Wuyazi, he himself has no ability to help Wuyazi take revenge, not to mention Su Xinghe and the like, now there is Tianshan Tong's grandmother who is willing to take action, which can be regarded as an explanation for Wuyazi who has died.

Not to mention that the more serious the plot damage, the more world luck he gets, and Ding Chunqiu can be regarded as a more important supporting role.

Thinking that after entering this world, he dispelled Duan Yu's idea of pestering Wang Yuyan, and the death of Wuyazi and the other protagonist Xuzhu had no possibility of appearing at all, and also destroyed the relationship between Duan Yu and Qiao Feng, and now another Ding Chunqiu died.

After doing so many things, now Zhao Wen has begun to look forward to the benefits that Shimen Space can get after he leaves this world.

In the Shaolin Temple, a little monk with an ugly face but extremely innocent eyes is carefully cleaning up the dust in a corner, and not far away, the old monk with a broom is looking at this ugly little monk with a look of relief.

After smiling lightly, a dilapidated classic book fell silently in front of the little monk's eyes, and the words "washing the marrow" on the cover could be faintly seen.

Boxing, palming, fingering, footwork, legs, swordsmanship, with strong internal force support, under the teaching of the four little girls, Zhao Wen learned one a day, and each one played majesticly.

Within a few days, it was rumored on the rivers and lakes that the star Haiding Chunqiu was killed by a woman like a young child.

And in a valley in the Drum Mountain, I saw the traces of worship in front of the master's grave, as well as the head of Ding Chunqiu, and a thin old man cried like a child.