I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 14
"How is it, are you injured?"

It had to be said that he was from his own family, Guo Xiang rushed up with a "swish", grabbed Yang Gui's hand and asked worriedly.

"Physically fine, but mentally a little tired."

Yang Gui shook his head, playing special effects is not free.The price of losing a Taoist is immediate death, and Yang Gui, in a hurry, unleashed all his energy and internal strength to play a flying sword, which also caused his mental overdraw.

"Tell you to avoid you and not listen."

Guo Xiang said dissatisfiedly: "Using 'God' to mobilize internal power to control outside the body, even I dare not go too far. If you dare to do this at the beginning, you are not afraid of being backlashed and become an idiot."

Yang Gui didn't reply, just stared at Guo Xiang with silly joy, his heart was like a living god.

"Aunt Guo's hand is really soft, hey, it's really slippery."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Sanfeng, who was still lying on the ground studying the dead body of Taoist Baishang.

There is no way, as a wild boy who has only laid the foundation and all martial arts rely on self-enlightenment, Zhang Sanfeng has long been accustomed to constantly observing, analyzing, and learning, whether it is from opponents or friends, so that he can become the supreme master of Taoism with great perseverance and great comprehension.

But Yang Gui was still very upset, "Old Zhang, you're an idiot, and you didn't say you cared about me. What are you doing lying on the ground looking at a headless corpse?"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't care at all. Everyone could see Yang Gui's state at the time. It was just that he was exhausted and there was no danger. Only Guo Xiang's motherhood broke out and he wanted to go up to check.

He waved his hand casually, and said: "You have nothing to do, there is nothing to be concerned about, the poor Taoist wants to see what's going on with this [-]-damaged Taoist."

"Hey!"

Yang Gui was furious and said, "Don't care, right? I want you to care about it."So he suddenly moaned, "Oh, oh no, my head hurts so much, I'm dying, auntie, save me."

Guo Xiang was in a hurry, "What's the matter, is it the backlash from excessive mental exhaustion? You sit down first."

Guo Xiang sat Yang Gui down on the ground, pressed Yang Gui's temples with both hands and massaged him, the cool Jiuyin Qi was transmitted from her soft hands to all the acupuncture points on Yang Gui's head, making Yang Gui's drowsy head feel clear for a while.

"Oh, no, Auntie, I still feel a little pain, please help me press for a while."

Yang Gui proudly raised his eyebrows at Zhang Sanfeng.

"Oops, fuck me!"

The young Zhang Sanfeng is so hot-tempered, how could he tolerate his goddess being deceived by this, he leaped over, even transported enough Ti Yunzong, and came to Yang Gui's side in an instant.

"Miss Guo, let Pindao come. Pindao has a better way to help Young Brother Yang heal."

"Really? Then try it."

Guo Xiang really didn't know what Zhang Sanfeng had cultivated in the past ten years alone, but he was very strong because he was aware of it, and Zhang Sanfeng's kung fu all came from self-enlightenment, it was different from the known kung fu, maybe there was something strange about it.

"of course."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Gui's head and raised his right hand maliciously, "Pindao has a palm technique called 'Tiantian Iron Palm', one palm can break several feet of bluestone, and it must be able to cure brother Yang's stubborn illness."

"no need!"

Yang Gui jumped up with a "swish" and jumped six or seven meters away, looking at Zhang Sanfeng vigilantly, "I'm already cured, Lao Zhang, you should continue to study the corpse."

Guo Xiang couldn't help laughing.Of course she knew that Yang Gui's health was fine, so she let the two of them mess around, and the old friend and the son of the old man got together, and she was happy to see it.

"No."

Zhang Sanfeng was a little discouraged, "The Taoist's martial arts should also come from self-enlightenment, but he is not talented enough, and many places where he walks with true energy are wrong. His last move should be the most wrong path in the first place. He exploded with all his strength, and his meridians were forked. He could only die suddenly."

Compared with people like Yang Gui and Guo Jing, the wild way of Daoist Baishang is like comparing civil science to scientists with orthodox higher education.

It is true that martial arts is not scientific research, it can tolerate many mistakes and deviations.But how can a person start exploring from scratch, compared to the trial and error efficiency of hundreds of thousands of generations or even dozens of generations?
Even if Huang Chang, Zhang Sanfeng, etc. are born out of nowhere, they have to read the Taoist collection, or build the foundation of the Nine Suns. It is needless to mention that the aptitude and talent of the Hundred Damage Taoist is better than these two.

This kind of civil martial arts is not impossible, and sometimes it is not weak, but it often has obvious weaknesses, and because it has gone astray, it cannot reach the highest peak in the end, and it is destined to stop halfway.

He, Zhang Sanfeng, was so determined that even Guo Jing didn't ask for it. Naturally, he wanted to walk out of his own way.He didn't dare to make a mistake in half a step, and cautiously followed the narrow, narrow and correct path, struggling to climb to the top, without daring to look around at all.

The future Master Zhang of Wudang is certainly the only one who has overwhelmed the martial arts for several generations, but who can experience the loneliness and fear when he seeks the Tao?For Baishang Daoist's kung fu, which is flashy but does not improve his strength, and is on the wrong path, he will not even take a second look.

Because the cost of his trial and error is too high, he really can't make a mistake, and he has always kept a respectful distance from such flashy things.It wasn't until he was 90 years old that he created a set of "Yi Tian Tu Long brushwork" on a whim.

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't dare to touch it, but here is another one who dared to touch it.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, that's wrong. I think this kind of thing is very interesting. Taoist Baishang is going in the wrong direction, but it doesn't mean that this form is wrong. Isn't it all right if we walk on the right path?"

Yang Gui's teacher resources and Zhang Sanfeng's are two extremes. As the only son of the Condor Heroes, or the same sentence, he can even stop learning the Depressed Ecstasy Palm and the Nine Suns Manual because he is not interested.

The high school of the small town is a night battle, all for the college entrance examination, and a hundred-day oath, but the high school for the second generation of the municipality is golf, tennis, and equestrian. They are thinking about which country to study in and which ivy name is more famous.

This is Zhang Sanfeng. If he were alone, he would have been blackened with jealousy.

"Oh? What do you say?"

Zhang Sanfeng showed an interested look.If someone else said this, Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't even bother, but when Yang Gui said it, he would naturally think about it seriously.

"Wait first, finish the matter first, and leave here." After all, Yang Gui didn't forget the business.

He set a fire and burned the corpse of the Hundred Damaged Taoist into a pile of ashes, followed by a palm splitting force, and it was thrown away.

Although they came here for this scum, they are not qualified to put their heads in front of Guo Huang's tomb as a consolation.

Guo Xiang went to pay respects to his parents' graves alone, while Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng hid in a nearby tree, chatting secretly with guards.

"Old Zhang, let me tell you, this kind of martial arts is definitely useful if used well." Yang Gui vowed.

"No way, although the frontal power has increased a lot, the appearance of a huge entity is too easy to be detected and avoided, and you will die if you use it." 30-year-old Zhang Sanfeng's vision made him unable to see the value behind the actual combat value.

"Stupid, he's dead, do you think I'm dead? His method is wrong. This thing can't be based on flesh and blood, but should be based on spirit. This way, not only will you not die, but you can use your spirit to lock the opponent, and the enemy can't avoid it. You can only take it hard. And your shots are all kinds of special effects. In the future, your reputation in the world will not be well known. Everyone will regard you as a god?" Yang Gui is already imagining the scene of himself as a special effects fairy in the future.

"Well, there is some truth in what you said, but I don't understand the method of spiritual cultivation, and the special...special effects you mentioned are too ostentatious, and it doesn't match the essence of my Taoism's quiet and inaction." Zhang Sanfeng still didn't see much value.

"Oh, you..."

Yang Gui was a little anxious. Firstly, in the past few days, he really regarded Zhang Sanfeng as his brother, adhering to the idea that he could not pretend to be alone, and brought his brother with him when he had good things; secondly, this kind of special effects martial arts that turned martial arts into fighting skills was unprecedented in martial arts, and he really needed a super genius to discuss the way forward together.

Suddenly Guo Xiang's crying came faintly, and Yang Gui rolled his eyes.

"Do you know that women like big scenes? Do you think that when my father captured Aunt Guo, it was just two big fireworks and a group of younger brothers behind him. Think about it, when you make a move, there will be special effects all over the sky, and there will be a group of people behind you who regard you as the supreme master of Taoism. My aunt must not be fascinated by you?"

"Brother Yang Xian, what are you talking about? Is Pindao the kind of person who acts recklessly for the sake of his children's personal affection?"

Zhang Sanfeng's face was full of righteousness and fear, "But I think what you said is very reasonable. If this martial art is created, it will definitely overturn the world's martial arts. Such a blessing, I will fight for the first. Then what... when we use special effects together, how will Miss Guo choose?"

"Of course it depends on whose special effects are more cool! If you come to transform your horse with internal strength, who will not mention your name Zhang Zhenren in the future?"

Yang Gui ran the train with his mouth full again.

Guo Xiang cried all night in front of her parents' tomb, Yang and Zhang chatted all night, Zhang Sanfeng sent the girl who was captured by Taoist Baishang home and then came back, seeing the sky was faintly white, Guo Xiang came over with red eyes.

"Sorry for the delay."

Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng waved their hands quickly, "Oh, no, no, how can it be, it should be."

"Let's go first, the Tazi's army is probably not far away, so leave here first." Guo Xiang said.

"Where are you going, aunt? Go to the ancient tomb to see if my father is here." What Yang Gui thought in his heart was that if Guo Xiang were to see how loving his parents were, maybe she would decide to be Lao Yang's daughter-in-law.

"No." Guo Xiang refused without even thinking about it. "I was going there, but since I met you, the Nine Yin Manual has been passed on to you, and you have learned it well, so there is no need to go again. I will go directly to Mount Emei."

"Huh? Huh?"

Yang Gui froze for a moment.Is it me, killing me again?

"Oh." Seeing Yang Gui like this, Guo Xiang said softly, "If you are really worried, you can go to Mount Emei with me to stay for a while."

"No." Yang Gui is the same as Zhang Sanfeng. Although he looks like a boiling sheep, his spirit is different.He knew very well that women didn't come from licking. He followed Guo Xiang to Mount Emei, and there was no way he would make any progress in an ordinary life. "I made an agreement with Lao Zhang to go to Wudang Mountain to study martial arts together."

"Okay, since you have a plan, then go ahead and do it."

Guo Xiang looked at the two of them with a face full of relief, "Gui'er, when you are away from home, you must think twice before doing anything. You must not... go to... evil ways, and you cannot make your father... worry..."

Guo Xiang originally entrusted the younger generation normally, but the more she talked, the weirder her face became, and finally she couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Sanfeng looked puzzled, and Yang Gui's face turned green beside him.

"Auntie, why don't you just call me by your full name?"

Yang Guo wandered in Jiaxing since he was a child, Xiaolongnv is an authentic old Shaanxi, and he didn't think about the dialect at all when he named it.

But Guo Xiang is different. She has been in Mount Emei for more than ten years.

Every time Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv called Yang Gui that way since they were young, he felt he was being scolded. Fortunately, these two people really didn't know Sichuan dialect, so it was fine, but obviously, Guo Xiang's first reaction was what he thought.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Sanfeng forced to gossip with a big face.

"The name given by your parents cannot be changed." Guo Xiang thought about all the sad things, but still had a smile on her face, "Gui'er...hahaha...what the hell did your big brother give you...you...anyway, you have to take care of yourself. If you have time, come to Mount Emei to see your aunt."

"I got it, I got it. If you don't leave, the Tartars will come after you." Yang Gui's face was full of pain, and he wished that this beauty would disappear from his eyes.Guo Xiang didn't procrastinate, and went directly to the southwest.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Zhang Sanfeng was still asking after him desperately.

Yang Gui didn't speak.

"If you don't tell me, I'll ask Miss Guo, she hasn't gone far yet." Zhang Sanfeng tried to chase after her.

"I fucking..."

Yang Gui almost pissed himself to death, such a stinky rascal, he couldn't beat him again and again, what else could he do?He could only make up his mind that he would never associate with Sichuanese again in his life.

"I can tell you, dare to call me to beat you to death in front of others! Come here with your ears..."

"Huh? Hahahahahahahahaha!"

The laughter of ghosts and animals echoed on the official road in the early morning, drifting farther and farther...

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