Chapter 3 The young man fights with the sword
Another year has passed.
The cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body was finally dispelled, and at the same time, his cultivation of the Jiuyang True Scripture also reached the realm of Xiaocheng.
He didn't want to stay here for five or six years like the original Zhang Wuji.
Now his strength is on par with the second-rate peak players on the rivers and lakes.
Coupled with his Jiuyang divine skills, and concurrently cultivating first-class kung fu of the Wudang School such as Taijiquan and Taiji Sword, it can be said that he is not far behind compared with ordinary first-class masters.
"Seventeen years old this year, carrying a sword out of the rivers and lakes. ”
Zhang Wuji was in high spirits, walked out of the cave, and directly cast the Wudang Tiyun and flew away vertically.
There should be no major events happening at this time now, although the rivers and lakes are constantly in turmoil, but on the whole, it shows that the dog's brains of the sect and the six major sects have not yet been beaten, and the Yuan Dynasty is approaching, but it is impossible to say that it can still jump for a few years.
For the time being, he doesn't want to go back to Wudang Mountain so soon, and wants to wander around the rivers and lakes for two more years, and then talk about his knowledge.
"Let's find a place to change this outfit first, and then pair it with a good sword and a good horse!" Zhang Wuji walked out of the cliff, and immediately had a plan in his heart.
But before he could go a few miles, a rapid barking of a dog mixed with the screams of a monkey suddenly came from a distance.
"Cousin, hurry up, I'm going to catch up with that monkey soon!"
A coquettish laughter sounded, Zhang Wuji turned his head, and just saw a man and a woman riding across horses, followed by more than 20 wolf dogs, chasing a white monkey.
The monkey looked strange and had a sharp eye, as if he had been hit by an arrow in one leg and limped as he ran.
At the same time that Zhang Wuji saw the monkey, the monkey also found him.
Suddenly, the cry became more urgent, like crying and complaining, as if he was complaining, and it seemed to be complaining.
Before Zhang Wuji could react, a few flickers had already slipped into his arms.
"Alas...... Xiaobai, you will cause trouble for me, why do you want to run to the territory of human beings if you don't wait for the valley to be good, you are suffering now, right?"
Zhang Wuji comforted in a low voice, and at the same time, Jiuyang True Qi crossed into the monkey's body to heal its wounds and draw arrows.
This monkey is one of the monkeys in the valley, and like the white ape with the scripture in its belly, it is a mutant species of the monkey group.
Not only is it smart, but its strength and speed are more than two or three times that of ordinary monkeys.
After cultivating in the valley for the past two years, Zhang Wuji and these two white apes, one big and one small, are also familiar, so now as soon as he sees Zhang Wuji, this monkey drills into his arms.
"Stinky food, that monkey is the prey of my aunt and grandmother, don't let it go!" A coquettish shout came, and at the same time there was a fierce whip shadow and several fierce wolf dogs.
How could Zhang Wuji not know this eldest lady, as soon as he saw this iconic group of dogs, he could guess that it must be Zhu Jiuzhen of Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.
However, the current Zhang Wuji is not the stupid and stupid boy in the original book, he has practiced the Jiuyang Sutra for two years, coupled with the assistance of aura and spiritual peach in the valley, although his internal strength is not as good as that of a first-class master, but the second-rate top master has not run.
Before the whip shadow arrived, his Jiuyang True Qi had already run all over his body, and the kung fu iron sleeve he had learned from the Wudang Sect was displayed.
With a snap, the whip shadow and Zhang Wuji's sleeve collided together, but it seemed to hit the iron plate.
Without waiting for Zhu Jiuzhen to collect the whip, Zhang Wuji's five fingers suddenly opened, grabbed the long whip, and slammed it hard.
Zhu Jiuzhen snorted arrogantly, but he was directly dragged off the horse by Zhang Wuji and hit his head on a tree next to him.
At the same time, Zhang Wuji's body had already jumped on the horse and laughed: "Thank you for the horse, Wudang Zhang Wuji thanked you." ”
After saying that, he laughed and galloped away on horseback.
"Where is the thief running!" Behind him, Zhu Jiuzhen's cousin Wei Bi didn't react until this time.
If you want to chase Zhang Wuji again, how can you still see his shadow.
can only shout such a strong voice.
Zhang Wuji rode a horse and galloped until he reached the edge of the cliff before stopping.
At this time, the little white monkey in his arms has been treated by him, plus this guy often eats the spirit peach in the cliff, and his physique is already extremely strong, so the wound is almost healed.
"Go back by yourself, and remember the lesson of this time in the future, and don't leave the valley easily. ”
Zhang Wuji put the little monkey down, and then turned the horse's head and rode slowly in the direction of Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.
He thought in his heart that at this time, his name should have been passed back to Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, right?
I just don't know if Zhu Changling, an old man, will come to me.
"I hope he comes, he thinks about my Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, and I also think about his One Yang Finger and One Yang Finger Advanced Kung Fu Six Veins Divine Sword!" Zhang Wuji smiled and continued to move forward.
To be honest, compared to these palms and fists, Zhang Wuji, the soul who has crossed over from modern society, prefers swords, and his talent also seems to be on swords.
When I was in Wudang Mountain before, it was more difficult for Zhang Wuji to learn the boxing and palm techniques, but the Taiji swordsmanship, the Liangyi swordsmanship, and the thirteen swordsmanship of the Shenmen were almost learned as soon as they were learned.
Maybe he was born to be a swordsman......
Sure enough, as Zhang Wuji expected, he only walked four or five miles away, and Zhu Changling chased after him with a large number of people.
As soon as he arrived in front of Zhang Wuji's horse, this actor-level figure fell off the horse with a pop, and climbed to hug Zhang Wuji's horse's head
"Son of Engong, are you the son of Engong?"
Zhang Wuji looked funny, but he said with a puzzled look on his face: "Engong?
"It's Wudang Zhang Cuishan Zhang Wuxia, I was saved by Zhang Wuxia when I was young, he is not my father-in-law, who is?"
As he spoke, the old man burst into tears.
"Engong killed himself in Wudang Mountain that year, but I hated that I didn't get the news at that time and couldn't arrive. ”
"I didn't expect God to have eyes, but let me meet the son of Engong at the door of my house. ”
"Wuji Xian nephew, why are you here alone, those Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong people are looking for you everywhere!"
"Uncle!" Zhang Wuji also began to show up his acting skills, with tears in his eyes, he turned over and dismounted pitifully, and put the original Zhang Wuji's experiences on himself to fool this old man.
Hearing that Zhang Wuji had been displaced for two or three years, Zhu Changling cried again "self-blame", and took Zhang Wuji's hand for a while.
He choked Zhang Wuji disgustingly like this.
Finally, at the strong request of Zhu Changling, after living in the valley for two years, Zhang Wuji, who looked like a flower child, was invited to Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.
Incense case, hot springs
Good wine, good food
Maids, servants.
To be honest, Zhang Wuji has never enjoyed such a corrupt life in his previous life and present life combined, but now he has enjoyed it all in this Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.
This couldn't help but make him a little embarrassed.
Xindao can start lightly when he pits this old thing.