The woman in the yellow shirt looked at Zhang Wuji, and said apologetically: "Wuji, I also know that this is a bit rude, but this is the unfulfilled wish of Caiwei's ancestors, and those of us who are descendants must always complete it for our ancestors." ”

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he stroked his beard and said, "Oh? The Condor Hero was one of the five best in the world. Zhang Junbao back then was just a lonely and unknown handyman beside his teacher Jueyuan. Moreover, when Zhang Sanfeng made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, the Condor Heroes and his wife had already disappeared from the rivers and lakes for many years. I don't know what the Condor Hero has to say about Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts? ”

The woman in the yellow shirt shook her head and said, "Zhang Zhenren misunderstood, the wish that the little woman wants to fulfill is not from her great-grandfather Yang, but from her grandfather Li Qingwei. ”

"Li Qingwei" Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself about the name, he recalled his past, as if he had never known a person named "Li Qingwei".

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's puzzled face, Zhang Wuji explained: "Master, Li Qingwei is a person who has lost his way. ”

"Oh!?" Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the woman in the yellow shirt and said, "I didn't expect it. The descendants of the Condor Heroes actually married the Hundred Damage Daoists. The ancestors of the Yang family are Tianbo Yang Mansion, and the old general Yang Zaixing is a great hero who sacrificed his life for the country, and the Yang family has been loyal and good for generations, but I didn't expect it"

Because of the face of the woman in the yellow shirt, Zhang Sanfeng did not continue.

Although Zhang Sanfeng has never met the Hundred Damage Daoists, he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has also heard the "notoriety" of the Hundred Damage Taoists. The Taoist people are the heirs of the Taoist Quanzhen faction, but they are the tigers, the helpers, and the Mengyuan eagle dogs. He didn't have any good feelings for the Hundred Damage Daoists.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's face did not change, everyone could feel Zhang Sanfeng's disgust for the Hundred Damaged Daoists.

Zhang Wuji explained: "The master has misunderstood the Taoist. But it's a long story. It's not something that can be said in a few words. In short, the Hundred Damage Daoists are not evil people. is even a loyal man who saves the heirs of heroes and martyrs. In this matter, the apprentice can guarantee his personality, and he will never dare to deceive his master. ”

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, Zhang Sanfeng was even more confused.

But I looked at this little girl's determination, and saw the hard work of my baby apprentice and grandson.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "It's okay, let's talk about the damage to the moral character of the Taoist." My old man hasn't moved his muscles and bones for many years, and I don't know how much strength he still has. Since the little girl wants to make a few moves with my old man, then the old man should do it. Since the little girl is also a Daoist, I don't know if she will be able to do that Xuanming Divine Palm? ”

The woman in the yellow shirt nodded and said, "Naturally, the little girl just wants to ask Zhang Zhenren for advice with the Xuanming God Palm." I once heard my mother say that my grandfather's regret was that he did not participate in the third Huashan Sword Debate, and he failed to compete with the real masters in the world. And when Zhang Zhenren's name shook the rivers and lakes, his grandfather had reached the time when the oil ran out. The strength of his grandfather has never been verified in his life, and he is an old man who regrets it in his life. ”

"The little woman is not talented, she is also an ancient tomb, nine yin, all true, and the four veins of the Xuan and Ming are all in one. The little girl thinks that her strength is not inferior to the ancestors, and the little girl fights with Zhang Zhenren, just in time to help her grandfather test whether the Xuanming Divine Palm can defeat Zhang Zhenren. ”

Zhang Wuji let out a sigh of relief at this time and said, "Nature can't win." Shigong's half-life study of Tai Chi Gong is a combination of the mysteries of heaven and earth, and it is the strongest martial art in the world. What an extraordinary man can fully comprehend. Although the Xuanming Divine Palm is strong, it is just a martial art, how to compete with the magic law of heaven and earth? ”

Zhang Wuji is right, Taijiquan only emphasizes its meaning, not its shape. Moreover, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth can only be comprehended by itself, not by words and deeds.

The ancients said that "when you hear the Tao, you can die at night".

If there is no Zhang Sanfeng's hundred-year-old experience, the realm of "half-immortal" is not created, and the true meaning of Tai Chi is not allowed, even if all the martial arts techniques are learned, it is just ordinary martial arts.

This is also the reason why Zhang Wuji has never learned Taijiquan, he is not the real Zhang Wuji who has comprehended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and he is just a greedy and lustful ordinary man. Even if you learn it, it only has a form, but no soul.

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Wuji doesn't have to put gold on your master's face." Since Lao Dao has agreed, then the little girl will make a move. ”

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhang Sanfeng at this time and said, "Master misunderstood. The apprentice didn't want to stop Sister Cai Wei and the teacher. ”

Zhang Sanfeng asked strangely, "Oh? So what do you mean kid? It's not just a matter of slapping your master's ass. ”

Zhang Wuji still shook his head and said, "Of course not." It's just that the apprentice feels that one-on-one is a bit unfair. ”

Zhang Sanfeng heard the words and said: "It's okay, it's okay, the old bones of Master Ling are still very tough, and it's no problem to play a few tricks with the little doll." Mowgli, you don't have to worry anymore. ”

Zhang Wuji took Huo Jia's hand at this time, pulled Huo Jia, and stood beside the woman in the yellow shirt.

Zhang Wuji stood side by side and said: "Wuji is not worried about Shigong, it's just that Sister Caiwei has a shallow foundation, and if she is single and fights with Shigong, Shigong will inevitably be a little big and small." ”

Saying that, Zhang Wuji also grabbed the jade hand of the yellow-shirted woman, and he continued: "The three of us joined forces to discuss a few tricks with Shigong, and the apprentice Sun felt that it was barely fair. ”

Zhang Wuji said this, but he directly said to Zhang Sanfeng that he was stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a long time and then smiled: "Hahahaha." Good apprentice! Good apprentice! Wuji, you are really afraid that your master's old bones will not be able to hurt! Hahaha. ”

Zhang Wuji said with a smile: "Master is too humble, Master is an immortal in the world. How can we be compared with ordinary people? If this is not the case, Sister Cai Wei will fight with the teacher alone, and the master may have hurt her if she is not careful. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng said: "Well, if that's the case, then I, the old man, will accompany you little dolls to play a few tricks." Let's go, we'll see you on the school grounds. ”

After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng used the ladder cloud and flew away.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's light skills are not as fast as Zhang Wuji, "walking in the clouds" is like an immortal who has ascended to the sky.

Afterwards, Zhang Wuji and the others also chased after each other.

Especially Yin Li, Dai Qisi, and Yucui ran the fastest and followed the tightest. After all, this is the first person in the world to face off against the three masters in the world, and this kind of scene is rare in a hundred years. If you can't watch a full beard and a full movie, I'm afraid you will regret it for life.

And after Zhang Sanfeng came to the big square of Wudang, he shouted in a voice of thousands of miles: "All the disciples of Wudang have gathered at the school field!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng's voice was like a bell, and it instantly resounded throughout Wudang Mountain.

But although his voice was like a bell, it was not harsh, and when it entered his ears, it was as soft as spring breeze and rain.

With the ability to transmit sound for thousands of miles without harming others, everyone admires it.

When the disciples of the Wudang Sect heard the voice of the ancestor master, they walked out of the room one after another, and even the disciples guarding the mountain gate poured into the Zhenwu Square like a tide.

(End of chapter)