"You're in a hurry." Lao Zhang finally said.

"Indeed." Zhang Yange nodded.

Zhang Wuji looked at them blankly, what were these two people talking about?

His Zhang Wuji's talent is also extremely high, which Xie Xun said when he passed on his Seven Injuries Fist. But why do these two people say that they don't understand at all!

Zhang Yange's last stabbing sword.

He wants to combine movement and stillness!

But what he thought was a little simpler, Lao Zhang saw his plan and frowned and thought. Xiao Zhang understood that he was a little anxious, shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Wuji is really unknown!

The three of them spent a year in this valley.

The Wudang faction was jubilant.

The letter brought by Zhang Yange was finally received, and this time Zhang Yange was worried that there would be another accident, so in addition to letting the Kunlun faction, he also asked several dart bureaus to send the letter along the way.

"I'll just say! My little uncle won't die! Song Qingshu jumped happily in front of his father.

Song Yuanqiao didn't reprimand him this time.

Since Yu Lianzhou's identity as the head coach was confirmed, Song Yuanqiao was also happy, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

However, the miscellaneous affairs in the teaching are still in charge of him and Zhang Songxi. The big thing is decided by Yu Lianzhou.

The happiest is Lu Fu, who can worship Zhang Yange as a teacher, which he never dreamed of before.

In the Sanqing Palace

Yu Lianzhou took three secret letters from Zhang Yange and a handwritten letter from Zhang Sanfeng, and was completely sure that the three of them were fine.

"Master this year, Xiaohachi is not on the mountain, and I always feel that it is not so lively." Mo Shenggu said with a smile.

As he spoke, there was the sound of fireworks outside.

No one knew who put it.

Yu Lianzhou said with a smile, "I asked the disciples to get it, although the master is not on the mountain this year, the junior brother is not on the mountain!"

But now that we know they're all safe, we should be lively! ”

Yu Lianzhou pushed open the door of the Sanqing Palace.

The cold air poured in from outside the door, but the fireworks filled the sky.

Hu Qingniu was also in the Sanqing Hall at this time, and Song Yuanqiao asked, "Mr. Hu, can you get used to this time?" ”

"It's very comfortable to live, is Zhang Wuji's cold poison really okay?" Hu Qingniu still said with some worry.

"The little junior brother said in the letter that they have found the Jiuyang True Scripture." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

Hearing him say this, Lao Hu was also relieved...

in the valley

Zhang Yange reprimanded Zhang Wuji, "It's been a year, and I've only learned two volumes!" If these white apes are literate, they are better than you! ”

After the child practiced the second volume, the cold poison in his body was dissipated cleanly, and after practicing the second volume, he was not afraid of cold and heat.

He originally felt proud of not being afraid of the cold and heat.

But the two people in front of them never seemed to know what the cold and heat were.

However, after practicing the second volume, Zhang Wuji was somewhat slack, so Zhang Yange reprimanded him!

Zhang Wuji lowered his head, "I know it's wrong, little uncle!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't be slacking off." Zhang Wuji replied.

"Hmm. Do you think that after practicing the second volume, you can sit back and relax when the cold poison is gone? Zhang Yange asked coldly.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head in shame...

"Come, Uncle Xiao will let you take a look! How many rookies do you have now! Zhang Yange said to Zhang Wuji.

"Huh? Naturally, I am no match for Uncle Xiao. Zhang Wuji shook his head again and again.

He didn't dare to make a move with Zhang Yange.

"Let's talk." Zhang Yange said with a smile. "I only use one hand."

Lao Zhang, who was meditating, also opened his eyes, this old Taoist priest has been here for a year, his spirit is getting better and better, and his face is full of red light.

Xiao Zhang felt more and more that his master didn't seem to be practicing martial arts, but was completely cultivating immortals!

Don't leave yourself, Lao Zhang shattered the void first.

Isn't that a bit of a shame for yourself...

"Wuji, let's have a discussion with your little uncle." Lao Zhang said with a smile.

"Then I'm coming!" Zhang Wuji said.

He started with lazy clothes, and during this time, Zhang Yange taught him Wudang Changquan and Mianzhang.

This lazy clothes are all learned from Zhang Yange, and Zhang Yange has an indescribable romantic atmosphere when he uses this trick.

Wudang disciples like to use this trick to start.

Zhang Yange shook his head with a smile, and he stretched out a hand.

At this time, Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang has already practiced to the second level, and the internal strength of this body can be regarded as a master on the rivers and lakes.

It's stronger than He Taichong of the Kunlun faction.

However, this child is benevolent by nature and is always soft when he shoots.

This has been said many times by Zhang Yange.

After lazy clothes, Zhang Wuji stepped forward quickly.

Raising your hand is a thump!

I saw him arcing, kicking the ground, and punching!

Coherent!

Coupled with his profound internal strength, this power is not small.

Zhang Yange grabbed it lightly, Zhang Wuji only felt that his feet were off the ground, and he was thrown out by Zhang Yange.

"If I wanted to kill you just now, I didn't have to dump it! I'll hit you right in the heart. Zhang Yange said.

Zhang Wuji got up, he felt that it was impossible to defeat Uncle Xiao with Wudang Kung Fu.

"Little uncle! Be careful! Zhang Wuji punched directly after speaking.

Zhang Yange said with a smile, "Just come!" ”

I saw Zhang Wuji's momentum when he punched, and there were seven different forces in one punch, either fierce, or feminine, or rigid and soft, or soft and rigid, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward.

If the enemy can't resist this steady stream of strength, he will suffer deep internal injuries.

However, these seven wounds are extremely harmful to themselves, and they hurt others as well as themselves. For each layer of punch power, the self-damage is increased by one point. It is necessary to reach a very high and profound level of internal strength, and only when it is practiced will it be beneficial to the body.

At this time, Zhang Wuji's internal strength was barely enough.

He came with a punch, and Zhang Yange raised his hand.

Use your hand as a whip to directly draw Zhang Wuji!

Zhang Wuji flew out in an instant, and he crashed into a boulder. Dashi was torn apart, but Zhang Wuji didn't do anything.

He got up and looked at Zhang Yange in surprise.

"If I wanted to kill you just now, I wouldn't have slapped the strength of the Seven Wounds Fist on the stone, I would have hit you directly." Zhang Yange said.

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji nodded, "I won't slack off in the future, Uncle Xiao." ”

Lao Zhang nodded with satisfaction

Zhang Wuji wanted to speak and stopped, Zhang Yange looked at him holding back, "What's the matter, you say!" ”

"Uncle Xiao, how powerful are you now?"

Zhang Yange thought about it for a while, "It's a lot worse than your master." ”

What kind of answer is that!

A burst of birdsong sounded, and Zhang Yange stretched out a hand.

The bird was three or four feet away from him.

But the bird landed directly in his palm, and the bird seemed to be startled and wanted to fly out of his palm as soon as possible.

But the bird couldn't fly out anyway.

In the end, Zhang Yange raised it gently, and the bird flew out.

"At this time, in my eyes, most of these people in the rivers and lakes! It's no different from that bird! Zhang Yange can be regarded as answering Zhang Wuji's question.

Zhang Wuji: My little uncle is too strong!