After a stick of incense, in Zhou Hexuan's study.

This room is obviously for the next person, and the area is not large, only twenty or thirty square meters.

The house is poorly furnished, and the only surprising thing is that there are electric lights.

In the room, in addition to a hardwood bed, there was a desk with manuscripts piled high.

Zhang Sanfeng sat at the desk, quietly flipping through the manuscripts of the three books "Shooting the Condor", "The Condor" and "Yitian", and Zhou Hexuan on the side looked anxious.

Obviously, the death of Chu Yupu, a great warlord of a generation, had a great impact on him.

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem to have any waves at all, it seemed that he just pinched a little ant to death, he didn't care at all, and he was still in the mood to read the manuscript.

"Old immortal, you better go quickly, Chu Yupu is dead, Zhang Zongchang will definitely not give up."

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Hexuan broke the silence and whispered to Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting at the desk.

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have not heard it, and read the last page all the time.

【Ding! Turn in quest item x3! 】

After watching the Condor Trilogy, Zhang Sanfeng automatically collected three copies of the task items, and the task applet automatically popped up a prompt.

"The old way is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?"

Seeing that the collection was successful, Zhang Sanfeng put down the manuscript and said lightly.

"The kid knows that the old immortal is strong in martial arts, but now the times have changed, and these warlords have guns in their hands, people and cannons, and they are not reasonable."

Zhou Hexuan patiently explained: "It's not that the kid underestimated the old fairy, can you resist the pistol, can you still block the cannonball?"

He is a traverser, and he is also a copyist, of course he knows that there are martial arts in this world.

And Zhang Sanfeng is the patriarch of the Wudang Creation School, and his martial arts must be very powerful, and he can live for hundreds of years.

But no matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone guns.

If Zhang Zongchang's demon king knew that Chu Yupu died in the hands of Zhang Sanfeng, how could he give up?

"Heh, it seems that you kid doesn't know anything about Lao Dao's strength!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, stood up, grabbed his shoulders, took a step, and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the two of them appeared above the nine heavens, and an auspicious cloud flickered under their feet.

Under the feet, the bustling Tianjin Wei and the people on the streets are the size of ants.

Overhead was a clear blue starry sky, and all around it was empty, with the occasional white cloud drifting in.

It's all like a dream.

"Ah.....h

Zhou Hexuan touched the auspicious clouds under his feet with his hand and found that it was soft to the touch and light in quality, like white cotton.

This discovery directly broke his three views and opened a door to a new world for him.

If it is said that Zhang Sanfeng was invulnerable to knives and guns before and could catch bullets in his hand, it can also be said that he is strong in martial arts, and even martial arts.

But at the moment, this scene is directly upgraded from martial arts to Xianxia, which is a completely different concept.

"Old Fairy.... Have you become an immortal?"

Zhou Hexuan's eyes flashed with anticipation and longing, and he stammered.

"Not yet, the old way is still far from becoming an immortal."

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, he was only the eighth order now, there was a ninth order behind him, and the tenth order behind him was the realm of the Immortal Dao.

With only eight orders, how dare you claim to be enlightened? He immediately shook his head and denied it.

"That..... Old immortal, can you take the kid as an apprentice and teach the kid the way of immortal immortality?"

Zhou Hexuan nodded unconsciously, and soon said excitedly.

As a modern person, although he has traveled to more than 100 years ago, he has also seen a lot of the Internet.

For the immortal cultivator who flew to the sky and lived forever, he naturally longed for it very much.

Now, there is a great immortal who has attained the Tao in front of him, if he doesn't seize the opportunity to apprentice, he is afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life.

"Lao Dao has seen it, you don't have immortal bones, you can't step into the gate of immortal Dao."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and mercilessly shattered Zhou Hexuan's dream of cultivating immortals.

He was not wrong in what he said, the rules of heaven and earth in this world were vague and unclear, and the difficulty of cultivating immortals was even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Besides, his original task was to witness Zhou Hexuan's wonderful life, if Zhou Xiaozi was allowed to step into the path of cultivating immortals, wouldn't he Zhang Sanfeng have to accompany him for hundreds or thousands of years?

So, Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, and simply refused directly, so as not to keep the other party thinking about it.

"Ah.....h

Sure enough, when Zhou Hexuan heard this, he couldn't stop the look of loss on his face.

"Is there really no way?"

However, he still did not give up and asked again.

"Well, cultivating immortals is not as good as practicing martial arts, unless you have the elixir of the immortal realm, you can break the convention."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

"Does that old immortal have any divine weapons or the like, even if the kid can't cultivate, he can use them to defend himself?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Zhou Hexuan asked without giving up.

"Well, yes."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and nodded.

After he joined the chat group and stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, the Wudang faction also became a sect of cultivating immortals.

There are people in the sect who specialize in alchemy, some people study refining weapons, and some people study the hundred arts of cultivating immortals such as formations.

As the head of Taishang, Zhang Sanfeng left some basic pills and magic weapons in his hands.

"That.... Old immortal, can you give me some elixir magic weapons to defend myself?"

When Zhou Hexuan heard this, he immediately became excited, and said, "After this Chu Yupu dies, I will definitely be implicated, boy, and I am afraid that one day I will die in vain."

"Well, you have a point."

Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly, and took out a small jade bottle and a magic robe from the ring on his side.

"Oh, there are ten herbs in this bottle, there are wounds to heal, no harm to solid, you can be healthy after eating, and all diseases will be eliminated."

"This vestment you drips blood to recognize the Lord, it will automatically protect your safety, even if you are hit by a gun, you can be safe."

handed over the small bottle and the robe, and Zhang Sanfeng introduced it.

"Hey, okay, thank you, old fairy, thank you, old fairy!"

Zhou Hexuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took it excitedly.

The bottle was a white jade bottle, only the size of a palm, and it was very cool to the touch, which made him even more amazed in his heart, even a bottle of elixir was not a mortal thing, it was really an old fairy, a cow batch.

As for the magic robe, it is a palm-sized inner armor, and I can't figure out the specific material.

Pulling out the cap of the bottle and taking a look, there were ten brown pills the size of peanuts in it, Zhou Hexuan poured out one and ate it.

A stream of heat surged through his body, flowing all over his body, and he immediately felt that his whole body strength was much greater, and the discomfort in his whole body disappeared.

Zhou Hexuan carefully stuffed the jade bottle, then picked up the robe, bit his fingers, and dripped blood on the robe.

"Phew..."

A pale yellow light flashed on the robe, and it automatically fell on Zhou Hexuan's body.

The light faded and the vestments disappeared, but he could feel a strong sense of security.

"The old fairy is gracious, the kid is toothless and unforgettable!"

After Zhou Hexuan carefully put away the jade bottle, he solemnly bowed down to Zhang Sanfeng to show his gratitude.

"Well, Lao Dao just hopes that you won't write Lao Dao's apprentice grandson so cowardly next time."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, and after receiving a salute from him, he said leisurely.

"Ahem, this is the kid's lack of consideration, after he goes back, the kid will definitely revise Yitian's plot."

Zhou Hexuan looked embarrassed, as if he had been caught red-handed by someone who stole his wife.

"That's not necessary, the wood is already in the boat, and revising it is tantamount to adding to the snake."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and refused.

"That..... If the kid has a chance to publish the full version in the future, he will revise it again."

Zhou Hexuan thought about it, it is currently a serial version, and it has not been officially published, so there is a chance to revise it.

"Whatever you want."

This time, Zhang Sanfeng no longer refused.

"Alright, the old man has to go, you can go back."

After achieving his goal, Zhang Sanfeng decided to go to the land of China to take a good look, and by the way, take a look at the Wudang faction in this world, what is happening now.

As he spoke, he rode the auspicious clouds and slowly returned to the ground.

After sending Zhou Hexuan back to Chu Yupu's small western-style building, Zhang Sanfeng left.

After leaving Tianjin, Zhang Sanfeng went all the way south, went to all parts of the country to take a look, and visited famous mountains and rivers.

Heng Mountain, Wutai Mountain, Taihang Mountain, Huashan Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Taibai Mountain, Shaomu Mountain, Laojun Mountain, Wangwu Mountain, Kongtong Mountain, Mingsha Mountain, Qilian Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Riyue Mountain, Liupan Mountain, Helan Mountain and other famous mountains; He also traveled all over the Yangtze River, Wujiang River, Nu River, Xiangjiang River, Ganjiang River and other famous rivers;

Wherever you go, where you play, linger!

Wash away the lead, sublimate the soul, let go of the worldly distractions, and sublimate the soul.

The cultivation is still the same cultivation, but the realm is different.

If you say, in the past, you can see that the mountains are mountains, and the water is water: the mountains are mountains, the realm of ordinary people, greed, hatred, and love, people are right and wrong, wandering life and death in the five desires and six dusts, seeing the color and giving birth to Yin, being addicted to the situation, being confused by material phenomena, and being led by the nose by the outside world;

Now, then, he has reached a deeper level, seeing that the mountains are not mountains, and that the water is not water: seeing the color is not turned by the color dust, hearing the sound is not turned by the sound and dust, and enjoying the deep meditation within;

There is no earth below, there is no sky on the earth, there is no wave of water, there is no smoke in the fire, the ears do not shake the dust, and there is nothing in the eyes;

The strength has not increased, the physical fitness has not become stronger, what has changed is the spiritual realm and the control of power;

The realm is something that cannot be seen, touched, or pondered.

It is useful to say that it is useless, and it is useful to say that it is useless;

The realm is not experience, it is not that the realm is high if you live for a long time, that is a joke;

Some people live for seventy or eighty years and still can't see through, can't take it, can't put it down;

And some people have seen through the world in just two decades.

On this day, the summit of an unnamed mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng sat on a big rock, looking from a distance, like a stone statue.

I don't know how long it took.

"Click..."

In the darkness, a soft sound was heard.

"Haha..."

Zhang Sanfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, and the whole person exuded a quiet, natural and harmonious charm.

Without using any elixir, he naturally broke through to the ninth-order land immortal realm!

When the float is white!

In the middle of his thoughts, Zhang Sanfeng took out a wine gourd and drank it in a big gulp.

"The rootless tree, the flower is secluded, who is willing to rest if he is greedy for glory; Floating things, bitter sea boats, swinging and drifting are not free; Boundless and shoreless, it is difficult to mooring, and often swims in the fish and dragon danger; I am willing to look back, it is the shore, don't wait for the storm to break the boat.....

Immediately, he sang "The Rootless Tree" loudly and strode away from this nameless mountain.

One step is thousands of miles away, and the end of the world is nothing more than this.

After three breaths, Zhang Sanfeng stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

He looked up at the mountain, where there were palaces on top of the towering mountains, and Taoist priests in Taoist robes were busy with each other.

It's just that these Taoist priests are only Taoist cultivators, and they don't know martial arts, nor do they know national arts, they can only meditate and chant scriptures.

"Huh? I see."

The smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face slowly disappeared, and he pinched his fingers and counted it, even if he understood.

Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, Wudang has declined.

The head of Wudang at that time was in order to avoid martial arts

When targeted by the Qing court, Wudang was forcibly split into more than 20 branches, including the Taiyi Tiesong faction, the Taiyi Shenjian sect, the Zixiao Xuanzhen Shenjian sect, the Songxi faction, the Qingxu faction, the Longmen faction, the Zhengyi faction, and the Xuanwu sect.

After handing over the inheritance of Wudang to the disciples and taking them out of the mountain, Wudang closed his doors and acted in a low-key manner.

What is still on Wudang Mountain today is the Wudang faction.

Funnily enough, while other branches are in full swing, this school has declined.

There are only about 20 Taoist priests on the mountain, who make a living by farming, growing vegetables, and cultivating the Tao, isolated from the world and ignoring the world.

Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward, and instantly came to the front of the Zhenwu Palace.

Looking at the Sanqing statue in the main hall, it is exactly the same as hundreds of years ago, but it has experienced the baptism of time and has become dilapidated.

"Hey....."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed lightly.

"Who?"

This sigh immediately attracted the attention of the Wudang Daoist.

Soon, an old Taoist priest with an old dragon bell appeared in front of Zhang Sanfeng's eyes and asked tremblingly.

"Old Dao Zhang Sanfeng!"

Gently shaking the dust in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng said lightly.

A mana fell, and the old Taoist priest in front of him immediately glowed with a second spring, his hair turned black, and a surge of vitality surged in his body.

"Ah.....h

There was a surge of vitality in his body, and the old Taoist priest felt as if he had returned to fifty years ago, and felt like he was in the warm earth of spring.

Every cell, every organ, even the fur is cheering, empty and fluttering.

This feeling of life leap is simply the most wonderful thing in the world!

"The twenty-fourth generation disciple Yiming, meet Master Zu!"

Finally, the vitality sank into the depths of his body, and the old Taoist priest cried with joy, and immediately knelt down and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng's five bodies.

This is the current head of Wudang, the name of the Dao, 79 years old, is the twenty-fourth generation disciple of Wudang.

Among the senior brothers of his generation, there are four old Taoist priests such as Yiyou, Yixuan, Yiyun, and Yishan, who are still alive, and the others are already ancient.

"Get up, gather all the disciples of this sect to come to the True Martial Palace, and the old Taoist will teach you the immortal method!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook off the dust and walked into the Zhenwu Hall, and the distant voice came into Yiming's ears.

"Yes, disciple obeys!"

Yiming stood up and replied respectfully.

The next moment.

The bell on the top of Wudang Mountain rang "knock, knock, knock".

The bell rings nine times, and the ancestor returns!