The blood of the heavens

Chapter 143 Start

In fact, Zhang Sanfeng felt that what Zhang Yuzhu said was very reasonable, but such a reasonable thing was the most unreasonable.

Because, if you can live forever if you reach innateness, how many people have lived forever since ancient times?
But, as far as Zhang Sanfeng knew, there wasn't any of them.

"Master Zhang!"

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, but he still didn't have the idea of ​​hitting Zhang Yuzhu. If he could live forever, Zhang Sanfeng would not be weaker than others.

"Let me take a look at your physical condition first!"

With Zhang Yuzhu's consent, Zhang Sanfeng put his hand on Zhang Yuzhu's pulse, feeling Zhang Yuzhu's beating pulse.

Zhang Yuzhu's body is strong, which can be known without relying on Zhang Yuzhu's pulse.

Just those two sledgehammers, if the body is weak, it is impossible to use them at all.

Afterwards, a breath swam through Zhang Yuzhu's body along Zhang Yuzhu's meridians.

As time went by, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Yuzhu with amazement!
He did not expect that Zhang Yuzhu turned out to be a genius with a wide range of meridians.

For a person like this, practicing inner strength should be as easy as eating and drinking.

But Zhang Yuzhu couldn't practice internal strength, which made him puzzled.

"Shouldn't be!"

Finally muttering something, Zhang Sanfeng stood up straight away, and touched Zhang Yuzhu's body, which should be touching the bones.

Zhang Yuzhu was suppressing the discomfort, he is not an orthopedic surgeon!

"Master Zhang!"

After Zhang Sanfeng stopped, he sat on a chair in the main hall, meditated for a while,

"There is nothing you can do about your situation, and I don't know what's going on!"

When Zhang Yuzhu heard this, he was still a little disappointed. Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to do.

Then is there anyone else in this world who can solve Zhang Yuzhu's problem?
"However," Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Yuzhu's unchanged expression, "The old Taoist has heard that it is possible to reach the innate realm just by practicing external skills!"

"Master Zhang, why doesn't he put more effort into his external skills?"

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren for your guidance!"

In fact, when Zhang Yuzhu came here, he didn't hold out much hope.

My family knows my own family affairs. For Zhang Yuzhu now, it doesn't matter whether he can cultivate to the innate state or not. His current combat power, even if the innate state is in front of him, so what?
What he cares about is that he can clearly feel the vitality of heaven and earth, but if he cannot refine and absorb it, the vitality of heaven and earth cannot enter Zhang Yuzhu's body at all.

If you can't enter, how can Zhang Yuzhu talk about cultivation?

Zhang Yuzhu thought of what he had experienced in the Daming world - all schools, as long as they are about the innate realm, are basically incomplete.

I just don't know if the world's innate skills are intact.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng in front of him, Zhang Yuzhu's thoughts turned.

"Master Zhang, you came out of the Shaolin Temple!"

As soon as Zhang Yuzhu's words came out, the disciples of Wudang immediately became a little angry. These disciples were still very clear about Zhang Sanfeng's entanglement with Shaolin Temple.

Now that Zhang Yuzhu said this, is he mocking Zhang Sanfeng?

"Master Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

Mo Shenggu on the side has already questioned.

"Shenggu, listen to Master Zhang's words!" Zhang Sanfeng has lived for a hundred years, and he doesn't care about such things, not to mention, in this world, the strong will always have the right to speak.

As for some of Mo Shenggu's actions today, Zhang Sanfeng knew in his heart that if Zhang Yuzhu didn't look at his old face, Mo Shenggu and even Wudang would have been wiped out countless times.

"Mosheng Valley!"

Sure enough, a murderous intent flashed in Zhang Yuzhu's eyes, "Do you know the rules in martial arts?"

Without waiting for Mo Shenggu to speak, Zhang Yuzhu said directly, "That's the law of the jungle. If you didn't have a master like Zhang Sloppy, you would dare to disrespect me continuously, and no one would dare to say anything if you killed your Wudang family!"

"you!"

Mo Shenggu couldn't help but was about to pull out the sword from his waist, but was stopped by Zhang Cuishan at the side.

"Master Zhang, although you saved my son, I don't agree with your idea!"

Zhang Cuishan said seriously, "There is still benevolence, righteousness and morality in this world!"

"Benevolence and morality?"

Zhang Yuzhu sneered, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng sarcastically, "Zhang Sloppy, do you think benevolence, justice and morality are valued in the world?"

"Don't talk!"

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at his disciples, and immediately sighed, but he was thinking in his heart, did he fail too much as a master?

The apprentices taught are so pedantic?

That's right, Zhang Sanfeng obviously thought that his apprentices were too pedantic.

What kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality are you talking about in front of the strong?
These benevolence, righteousness and morality are only given to you by these strong men!

It can be taken away at any time, unless you are strong yourself.

If you are not strong, you must learn to be small and learn to compromise, otherwise you will always play balance on the blade, and sooner or later you will play with fire and burn yourself.

"Master!"

Zhang Cuishan looked at his master with disbelief in his eyes.

How could it be possible not to respect benevolence, righteousness and morality?
"You guys!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at his apprentices, "You should be very clear about what happened to me when I was young!"

"Being hunted down by this one, chased down by that one, did I make a mistake then?"

"I'm not wrong, but is it useful?"

"I don't have the strength, who will tell me benevolence and morality?"

"Now that I am an old Taoist, I can stand here and hold a birthday banquet for my [-]th birthday. People in the martial arts are coming to congratulate me, even those who have hatred before, it is not because I am old, but because I am strong enough. powerful!"

"It's the prestige I displayed when I was young!"

"Without strong strength, how can there be benevolence and morality?"

"Master," when Zhang Cuishan was about to say something, Song Yuanqiao on the side immediately grabbed Zhang Cuishan.

"Fifth Brother," Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Cuishan and sighed, "What Master said to Master Zhang is not wrong!"

After all, Song Yuanqiao is Zhang Sanfeng's choice for the second-generation head. If you don't understand this, then he is not worthy of being favored by Zhang Sanfeng!
"Just say something very simple!"

"This time, Wuji'er will be taken away. Isn't that because you are not strong enough?"

"The strength of Wudang as a whole is not strong enough?"

Looking at the thoughtful Zhang Cuishan and the unconvinced Mo Shenggu, Song Yuanqiao sighed and continued,

"It's not very appropriate to say something, if each of the seven of us brothers and sisters has the strength of Zhangmen!"

"Then who dares to call your attention?"

Zhang Sanfeng on the side listened to Song Yuanqiao's words, and nodded in satisfaction. He is indeed the second-generation leader he chose, and he has a thorough understanding of Jianghu.

Song Yuanqiao obviously wanted to start talking, he didn't wait for Zhang Cuishan and the others to digest these things.

"Just say that you have been living with Xie Xun all these years since you disappeared?"

Looking at Zhang Cuishan's expression, Song Yuanqiao knew that his guess was right.

"During the master's birthday banquet, these martial arts sects will gather, and they will very likely press for the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun."

"Big Brother!"

Zhang Cuishan didn't wait for Song Yuanqiao to finish speaking, and directly interrupted Song Yuanqiao, "This matter is my own business, and it has nothing to do with Wudang at that time!"

"At that time, at worst, I, Zhang Cuishan, will apologise with my death, and pay those blood debts on behalf of my sworn brother Xie Xun!"

"madness!"

When Zhang Yuzhu heard Zhang Cuishan's words, he couldn't help but say, Song Yuanqiao's words were just for nothing.

"Look at what?"

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Zhang Cuishan's appearance, he immediately became angry, "There is nothing wrong with what Zhang Sect Master said!"

"Are you my disciple of Wudang, or my disciple of Lao Dao!"

"Old Daoist, even if I'm a hundred years old, it's not like I can't hold a knife anymore!"

"If they force you, they will not give the old Taoist face!"

"They are courting death!"

At the end, Zhang Sanfeng's tone was even more murderous.

"Master!"

Zhang Cuishan still couldn't understand, or maybe he was bound by benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Maybe this is why Zhang Cuishan's cuteness is even more tragic!

If it wasn't because he didn't want to cause trouble to Wudang, how could he commit suicide?

(End of this chapter)