Fu Zeyang never expected that he would be rescued by Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng acted too low-key, and his sense of presence was extremely low, and Fu Zeyang didn't count him when he was thinking about the top masters. As a sect master, it is not an exaggeration to rank him alongside Changmei Zhenren, Li Jingxu, Yan Yuanmu and others.

When he learned that the kind old man in front of him was Zhang Sanfeng, Fu Zeyang did not have the slightest joy of escaping, but the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow, Zhang Sanfeng's strength was unfathomable, and he was very likely to see his roots, in case he wanted to meddle in his affairs, he would get rid of himself...... Although he has initially achieved immortality, the so-called immortality is only relative, after all, it is not the final immortal and immortal Great Perfection realm, and a master like Zhang Sanfeng may have some means to destroy himself.

Zhang Sanfeng saw the nervousness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou should have been a master of the Tao in his previous life, how could he be so uncontrollable? The old Taoist priest has always been reluctant to meddle in affairs, and he is about to ascend, and he is even more reluctant to make extraneous branches. ”

Fu Zeyang hesitated to speak: "I was born in a side door in my previous life, and I don't care about good or evil, I only follow my heart. I haven't seen my predecessors in the past, I don't know the style of my predecessors, I only know that you are an immortal great master in the Xuanmen, and I am now the weakest time, so I am inevitably nervous. ”

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard: "Although I don't like to meddle in things, I won't sit idly by and watch the demons harm people, and it is natural to save you." Now I want to open a sect in Wudang Mountain, and leave a Dharma vein in the world that I have learned all my life, I wonder if Xiaoyou is willing to go back to Wudang Mountain with me to cultivate for a few years?"

Fu Zeyang didn't know how to reply for a while, in the two years he followed Xu Wan together, he had hoped that one day he would no longer have to deal with zombies and ghosts, and he would no longer have to worry about the extremely tragic death day and night.

At that time, his spirit was in a tense state all the time, worried that he would meet a ghoul who he couldn't deal with one night, Xu Wan would not care whether he lived or died, and he could only rely on his own life to endure hard at the moment of life and death, and he could only see the sun the next day, and he couldn't survive and be buried under the cold moonlight, and his soul would be collected by Xu Wan to refine the soul and make treasures after death.

Even if he suffers it, there is a high probability that the juniors and disciples around him will die, and the brothers who talk and laugh with themselves during the day, collect wild fruits together, and make food and drink, in the blink of an eye, they will become a corpse with lost eyes and bruises, and their souls will struggle and cry in the ghost fire released by Xu Wan......

In those days, this kind of thing often happened, and at that time, Fu Zeyang was looking forward to having an Orthodox master come and take them away, take them to the legendary fairy mountain, the blessed land, and practice flying sword spells with his friends every day without worries in the bright sun, that is the real immortal life.

Today, there is finally an Orthodox master who is willing to accept him as a disciple, and Zhang Sanfeng, a Tai Chi master who is not inferior to Changmei Zhenren, is willing to take himself to Wudang Mountain, where Emei Mountain does not have to be sent to practice Taoism, which is exactly what he looked forward to day and night.

However, if Zhang Sanfeng knew that he had cultivated the Blood Nerve, would he still be able to tolerate him? Would he immediately turn his face and release a flying sword to cut him into 108,000 pieces? After all, the Blood Nerve is the supreme Dafa of the Demon Sect, and in the past, the Demon Sect Leader relied on this skill to lead countless demon soldiers to attack Kunlun Mountain, killing countless immortals.

The blood nerve represents the sinking of the demonic path, the annihilation of human nature, and the incorrigible...... There is still the possibility of being tempered by cultivating other demonic skills, and if you cultivate blood nerves, the final outcome can only be that your form and spirit will be destroyed and completely disappear.

Maybe Sanfeng Zhenren has a magnificent bearing, and there is no entanglement between him and the blood nerves like Changmei Zhenren, which can tolerate him, but Fu Zeyang doesn't dare to bet!

He muttered, "I'm not the same as my predecessors. ”

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out a finger: "The Great Dao is born from nature and earth, and it does not distinguish between you and me. The good guys, the bad guys, the orthodox people, and the evil demons you said are all from the Great Dao, and they are all mixed into one. 'The world knows that what is good is good, and what is not good'. The monk who is going to kill you is called Venerable Wuxing, he is indistinguishable from all beings, and Venerable Venerable Lili of the West with the same name as him is indistinguishable from life and death, to paraphrase the two of them, my vein is indistinguishable between good and evil, and there is no difference in everything!"

His words were a bit of a sermon, and he also quoted a passage from the Tao Te Ching, which Fu Zeyang chewed carefully: "Please forgive the boy for being stupid and unable to fully understand." Is it right that there is no distinction between good and evil, and between good and evil? The Tao of the predecessors seems to contain the meaning of the two great demon monks, like the Venerable Wuxing, killing people is the same as killing chickens, or like the old Buddha, the living and the dead are the same, so that everything is the same? Could it be that the predecessors agreed with them?

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand it now, you can't think about this thing, you have to understand it, you will understand it if you understand it, it is useless to break your head if you don't understand it, after a few hundred years, you will naturally understand." I invite you to come back to Wudang Mountain with me, not necessarily to accept you as a disciple, because five hundred years later, the Wudang faction will have a danger of extermination, the source is the person in charge of the Orthodox Church. Originally, I didn't care much about how long this sect could be preached, and everything was just as it would be, but when I met you, it was a blessing for the disciples of the Wudang faction in the future. ”

Fu Zeyang said solemnly: "If the Wudang faction is in danger in the future, I will definitely support it with all my might, and I will never stand idly by!"

"Here's the problem, if you don't have a name, you won't be able to manage it in the future, and it will make things worse. ”

Zhang Sanfeng said this, the nature of the incident changed, it was no longer Fu Zeyang begging him to apprentice, but in order to help the Wudang faction solve the future crisis, Fu Zeyang was no longer hypocritical: "That kid is willing to go back to the mountain with his seniors!"

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out a finger as clear as jade and nodded on his forehead: "You are cautious!" The sleeves of the robe were unfurled, and the two of them turned into a breeze at the same time and disappeared out of thin air.

Back to Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng brought Fu Zeyang to Zixiao Palace, at this time he had not yet created the Wudang faction, and accepted seven disciples under the seat, introduced Fu Zeyang to them, recognized him as a junior brother, and said in advance: "Although this son is my disciple, he does not enter the Wudang lineage, don't pass it on outside the teaching, and in the future, he will be the superintendent of my magic weapon Wudang, and the younger disciples will see the two treasures of the dragon and tiger as I am in person, and they must not be rude!"

His seven disciples were not convinced, but they didn't dare to disobey him, so they could only be indignant.

Since then, Fu Zeyang has followed Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain and been a little boy.

Zhang Sanfeng, as the patriarch of Taoism, is different from others: "Cultivating the Taoist method, don't be obsessed with promising, promising are all acquired, and today under the Daomen, there are many disadvantages, so the world is less true." Can not be attached to inaction, obsessed with inaction will fall into the void, now in the Buddhism, more fall into this trap, so there are few Buddhas in the world. "If you are attached to the yang, you will be shackled by yin and yang, if you are obsessed with goodness, you will be shackled by good and evil, and if you are obsessed with good, you will be bound by good and evil, and vice versa." He dialed the hole casually, and the Taiji diagram rotated rapidly, "To know this truth and implement it, Fang is my real Taoist successor." ”

Fu Zeyang can understand what he means, but he feels that he can't do it at all, I am obsessed with evil, I am imprisoned by good and evil, and if I am obsessed with demons, I will be restrained by Buddha and demons, so if I am not attached, can others let me go? Changmei Zhenren, Zhu Youmu, Jiang Xuejun, and even the demon giants in the world, can they let me go? I am not attached, they are not persistent, and if one party is persistent, they are all hostile to each other in the shackles of opposites, and no one can jump out!

Although I can't do it, I understand the truth and it is very helpful for other practices.

He now has a lot of Taoist books on his body, the Taiyin ghost seal of the ghost road goes to the pure **, the five elements of the true scripture and the Xuanming true scripture are all split into five elements, falling on the side door, and it is in need of the method of Tai Chi balance;

Fu Zeyang listened to Zhang Sanfeng's preaching, which was of great benefit to what he had learned, and many spells that he couldn't understand that could not be cultivated, as well as the contradictions between several Taoist books, were solved in order and comprehended.

In addition to preaching, Zhang Sanfeng taught him all the way to the Xingchao Sword Technique, and he no longer taught other things.

After seven years like this, Zhang Sanfeng called him to him: "From today on, our master-apprentice fate will be over!"

After Fu Zeyang heard this, his originally calm and waveless mood began to throb, he had a hunch that he and Zhang Sanfeng could not get along for too long, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, he thought that he could at least guard Zhang Sanfeng's ascension.

In the past seven years, he has been by Zhang Sanfeng's side every day, either collecting medicine and alchemy in the dense forest, or meditating and cultivating between the sea of clouds in Songyan, no longer worrying that Changmei Zhenren will suddenly come down from the sky to kill him, his body and mind are stable, and he can't go on like this forever. Although he and Xu Wan have the name of master and apprentice, they do not have the relationship between master and apprentice, but he has Zhang Sanfeng.

From the first life on the earth, to the fourth life now, Fu Zeyang has always had a very thin relationship with his parents, in general, there are only two and a half people who make him really feel like a relative, one is the grandmother of the previous life, half is the uncle Huan Chaoqun, and now Zhang Sanfeng is another one, compared with the first two, Zhang Sanfeng is more like an elder, and he is the only person who can give him a sense of dependence and security.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "I still have to prepare for the establishment of a mountain and a religion in the future, alas, once I have children and grandchildren, I can't help myself, and there will always be obstacles." You will have more children and grandchildren in the future, and you will be more burdensome than I am! As you said back then, you have your way, and go and seek your way!"

At this time, Fu Zeyang already had the plan to give up cultivating blood nerves, completely follow Zhang Sanfeng, become a Wudang disciple, and be a disciple of Xuanmen Authentic Sect: "The disciple is willing to give up his own way and only cultivate the way of the teacher!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed: "If you give up your way, you will never find my way again." If you can find your Dao, you will also be able to prove my Dao at the same time!" he took out two treasures and handed them to Fu Zeyang, "This is the treasure that I have carried with me for hundreds of years to refine demons and cultivate nature, one is a Tiger Binding Silk, and one is a Dragon Slashing Sword, in the future, if you betray your teacher and abandon the Dao, you can hold these two treasures, bind and slash!"

Fu Zeyang knelt to receive the two treasures.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard a little proudly, looking like he had taken advantage of it: "This is my responsibility, but it was pushed to you, the grace of a life, but it has to be repaid for a thousand years, speaking of which, you still lose!"