Zhao Yu raised his head and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, and asked: "Zhang Zhenren, you are a wise elder, can you answer me, what should you do if you live for a lifetime?"

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to say that my generation of chivalrous people should be chivalrous and righteous, and maintain the righteousness of the world. However, when I thought about it, I thought that this young man had a strange idea, and I couldn't help but be reprimanded as a cliché for answering like this. He thought seriously for a moment, only to feel that this simple question was a little difficult to answer, and said: "Although Lao Dao is more than 100 years old, he was ignorant when he was young, he was obsessed with martial arts when he was young, and he walked the world in his prime, and finally settled on Wudang Mountain. I survived day after day, and I didn't realize that a hundred years had passed, but if I thought about it carefully, I had never done anything to make me feel happy, and it was a waste of a hundred years. ”

Zhao Yu smiled and said: "Zhang Zhenren has created a great reputation of the Wudang faction with his own strength, if he still says that he is wasted, wouldn't he want others to die of shame! I shouldn't have asked you this, you old Taoist priest has been living in troubled times, and if you live one more day, you will create the pinnacle of the world, but you don't need to think about how to shake the earth." ”

Zhang Sanfeng heard the young man comment on himself like this, but he also felt novel. He had a kind personality, and when he heard the young man talking interestingly, he sat down cross-legged, brushing his fingers over Zhou Zhiruo's body, and the little girl slept more and more sweetly, and would not be disturbed by the conversation between the two.

Only then did he speak: "Wudang has a little reputation in the rivers and lakes over the years, but it has nothing to do with me, and it is all the reputation that my few apprentices have earned back by wandering the rivers and lakes." ”

Zhao Yu heard Li Chun talk about the name of the Wudang Seven Heroes, thought about it and pointed to the cabin, and asked, "That young man named Wuji is the child of your apprentice?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "Wuji is a poor good boy, his parents are gone, and I have to rely on him now." ”

Somehow, Zhang Sanfeng had a lot of fun talking in the face of this bold young man, and told him about his life experience. When it came to the death of his disciple, Rao is old man was already 100 years old, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

Zhao Yu listened to Zhang Sanfeng talk about these things, and realized that the death of his apprentice was inseparable from Mingjiao, so he figured out why he retreated after hearing Mingjiao on the river during the day. This old man has no heirs, and he must treat his apprentice as a son, and the loss of a child in his later years is one of the three pains in life, and he should be so resentful.

He thought for a while, and then asked: "That Zhang Wuji, he won't live long?" I see that Zhang Zhenren, you love this young man, if you really have a way, you will never see him suffer much. ”

The young man's mind was so meticulous that Zhang Sanfeng was quite surprised. He nodded, and talked about the matter of taking Zhang Wuji to Shaolin for medical treatment this time, and it was inevitable to talk about some old martial arts things. These things involve his master, Master Jueyuan, and Jiuyang Divine Skill, although few people know about it, but it is not a top secret.

Listening to Zhang Sanfeng's narration, Zhao Yu learned that half of the foundation of the martial arts inheritance of the Wudang faction, which was on a par with Shaolin, originated from a martial arts classic called "Jiuyang Zhenjing", and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. If it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng's words, he would never have imagined that there was such a profound martial arts masterpiece in the world.

After being stunned for a long time, he came to his senses, and when he saw that Zhang Sanfeng's expression was a little gloomy, he said: "It is normal for Shaolin Temple to repel Zhang Zhenren like this. You have something to do with Shaolin, if you are unknown all your life, it is okay, but the Wudang faction is so powerful. The Wudang faction is prosperous, Zhang Sanfeng, you live one more day, and Shaolin is embarrassed. ”

When Zhang Sanfeng heard Zhao Yu's words, he thought that it was all the same, so he stopped talking.

Zhao Yu said: "I heard that the martial arts inheritance of Shaolin Temple is broad and profound, and it is a martial arts master, and I want to see it." Now it seems that it is also a small person who can't get rid of the view of the door, and he may not have a harvest if he goes, but he saves a lot of effort. ”

Zhang Sanfeng has always been curious about what sect and sect can cultivate such a wonderful young man as Zhao Yu, listening to his tone is very arrogant, he actually wants to see Shaolin martial arts, quite a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. His mood was much lighter, so he asked about Zhao Yu's origin.

Zhao Yu had nothing to hide, so he told his life experience.

After Zhang Sanfeng heard it, he couldn't help but sigh again, a few sighs, but there was nothing new to say.

Zhao Yu suddenly remembered the interesting story that his father had told when he was one year old, Zhang Sanfeng had been messing around for so many years, and he knew all the masters in the rivers and lakes, so he asked him if he knew that there were masters in his forties surnamed Yang in the rivers and lakes?

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this question, he thought for a moment and remembered a few people, but these people may not have anything to do with the Zhao family of the emperor of the previous dynasty. His thoughts turned, and Zhang Sanfeng suddenly remembered the Yang Daxia he had seen when he was a teenager, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate a little. The Mongol Möngke Khan died at the hands of this Yang hero, and it makes sense to say that his descendants had some dealings with the emperors of the previous dynasty.

Therefore, he said: "The master of the Grandmaster surnamed Yang, I do know one. According to what you said, the people who visited your house may be his descendants. ”

Zhao Yu hurriedly asked, "Where do you go to find the descendants of this grandmaster?"

This question also involved Zhang Sanfeng in a lot of reverie, he was young at the time, and when he thought about it, it was like a world away, and only the crisp voice still lingered in his ears from time to time. He took a breath and said, "At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead, you may be able to go there and have a look." But I'm not sure if you'll ever find it. ”

Although I didn't get a definite answer, I finally had an eyebrow and didn't have to wander around like a headless fly. Zhao Yu thanked Zhang Sanfeng.

At noon on the second day, Chang Yuchun suddenly woke up. After opening his eyes, he grabbed Zhao Yu and urged, "Where is the little boy?"

Zhao Yu felt a little annoyed in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Uncle Zhou died because you and I implicated him, but his orphan is still there." You wake up and don't ask, but you care so much about a corpse!"

Chang Yuchun was stunned, shook his hand and slapped himself twice, before saying, "It's me who said wrong, what happened to the little girl?"

Zhou Zhiruo whispered behind Zhao Yu: "I'm fine." ”

Zhang Sanfeng said strangely on the side: "It turns out that you are really not a disciple of the Demon Sect?" Although Zhao Yu talked about the calendar last night, Zhang Sanfeng still had reservations, not that he was suspicious, but that the emperors of the previous dynasty were mixed up with the demon sect demons, which made him a little suspicious. At that moment, he told Zhao Yu that it turned out that the Demon Sect worshiped Mingzun and paid attention to the naked burial of the red stripes and the red stripes.

Only then did Zhao Yu know why Chang Yuchun was so tight on the little boy's corpse, so he nodded to him and said, "It turns out that I misunderstood you, but it is in vain to care about how many people are dead." ”

He asked again: "What are your plans next? I heard Zhang Zhenren say that your internal injuries are quite serious, and maybe your life is in danger." ”

Chang Yuchun realized that it was Zhang Sanfeng who helped him yesterday, and hurriedly kowtowed to thank him, and then said sadly: "Chang Yuchun has failed the lord's entrustment, and he should not have survived in the world." It's just that yesterday the ship made a promise to repay the young man's great kindness......"

"I don't need you to repay it, but if you don't want to die, think about how to heal your internal wounds. As long as you save your life, you can always do something. Zhao Yu said.

Chang Yuchun said: "Although my internal injuries are serious, I don't have to worry about it. Just go to a divine doctor to heal, and keep the medicine until the disease is cured. ”

"What kind of miracle doctor, it's so powerful?" Zhao Yu saw that Zhang Sanfeng felt quite tricky about Chang Yuchun's injury, but he didn't care about it, and he suddenly felt curious in his heart.

Zhang Sanfeng's heart moved, and he asked, "Are you talking about 'Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal'?"

Chang Yuchun nodded and said: "It turns out that Zhang Zhenren has also heard of my name as Master Hu! Yes, my Master Hu has superb medical skills and the ability to bring the dead back to life." ”

"If it's really that powerful...... Zhao Yu glanced at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Why don't you send your disciple grandson for healing?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Although Hu Qingniu, the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, has superb medical skills, he has a strange temper, he only heals people in the Demon Sect, and no matter what kind of identity the outsider pays and what price he pays, he will not look at it, and he has a reputation of not being saved when he sees death." Besides, the cold poison in Wuji is unusual, and Hu Yixian is only afraid of it......"

"Why, Zhang Zhenren has relatives who are seriously ill?" Chang Yuchun opened his mouth to ask, turned his head and saw the pale Zhang Wuji again, and then said: "Zhang Zhenren came to the rescue, and I have a great favor." I went and begged my uncle, but if he would not heal this little brother, I would not answer him!"

Zhang Sanfeng was still hesitant.

Zhao Yu said on the side: "If the longitudinal governance is not good, the left and right are dead, what are you worried about?"

Chang Yuchun said: "Zhang Zhenren refuses to see my uncle, I understand. You are a great martial arts master, how can you ask for help from the evil demons. In this way, I will send this little brother to my uncle for treatment slowly, and then come to Wudang Mountain as a mortgage. If this little brother has a good one, Zhang Zhenren will kill me with one slap, okay?"

Zhao Yu glanced at Chang Yuchun on the side, and said in his heart that these people in the Ming Sect are really strange, and they are always used to pawning their lives.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard the words of Zhao Yu and Chang Yuchun, he was already a little moved in his heart, but seeing that Chang Yuchun was seriously injured, it would be a bit risky to entrust Wuji to him.

Zhao Yu saw Zhang Sanfeng's scruples, and said: "I'm okay left and right, so I'll give you a ride, which can be regarded as repaying Zhang Zhenren's kindness for helping." ”

Hearing Zhao Yu's words, Zhang Sanfeng was a little relieved, and couldn't help but have some feelings, when he was so old, but he was still an ignorant little novice behind Master Jueyuan, and this young man's martial arts skills have been quite accomplished and began to walk the rivers and lakes alone, but it can be seen that the future achievements must be extraordinary.

He thought about it, took out a booklet from under the Taoist robe, handed it to Zhao Yu, and said: "Xiaoyou Gaoyi, the old Taoist has nothing to repay, I can only share some of my experience in practicing over the years with you." I only hope that you can abide by the chivalrous way of my generation, and do not fall into the abyss of murder and tyranny. ”

Zhao Yu took the booklet handed by Zhang Sanfeng, but turned a deaf ear to his last sentence.

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