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

Chapter 36 Overdraw, sometimes after overwork...

Three days later, as soon as Zhang Sanfeng took Zhang Wuji, who was introduced to the Nine Suns Divine Art, out of the house, he saw Song Yuanqiao with an anxious expression on his face.Looking again, the five active apprentices are all there.

"Master, hurry up and find Old Senior Yang, he has gone down the mountain with Qingshu for three days!"

Song Yuanqiao's face was full of anxiety.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry." Zhang Sanfeng is a cultivator who advocates indifference and calmness, how can he allow his disciples to be so impatient, "First, where did Lao Yang go down the mountain with the green book, second, why did Lao Yang take the green book, and third, who wrote so many 'anxiety' on your face?"

Song Yuanqiao was full of grievances: "Master, don't you really know?"

Zhang Sanfeng was dumbfounded.

Who else could do such a thing except Yang Gui?

Just want to do it, who has the ability to scribble on the face of the head of Wudang?

That's right, ever since Zhang Sanfeng concentrated on retreating and making achievements, he passed the position of head to Song Yuanqiao.

"Stupid! You won't resist when he wants to rob the child? You can't beat him alone, but if you call your brothers and form a real martial arts seven-block formation, can't you stop him?"

Can't stop Zhang Sanfeng, he knows that Yang Gui can bypass the formation on the opposite side. Although the real martial arts seven-block formation is not as fixed as the King Kong's subduing demon circle, it can take the initiative to attack, but it also depends on the speed.

But is this what he meant to say?What he wants to teach now is the spirit of resistance of his disciples!
"The knot won't move, master, that old...old senior can punch acupuncture points from the air."

Mo Shenggu seemed to be trying to scold the street, but with lingering fears in his heart, he changed his words temporarily, "Brother Master asked us to come and stop Senior Yang together. The five of us just set up the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, and he threw the plate of peanuts left over at noon on us, and the five of us were locked up for a whole day. If you just relieved the acupoint, please come quickly."

"Master, you can't let Qingshu be spoiled!" Song Yuanqiao nearly cried while hugging Zhang Sanfeng's thigh.Yang Gui's virtues and virtues can be clearly seen from Wudang up and down, Song Qingshu was taken away by him, so it's okay?

"Don't worry too much. Wuji was brought by Lao Yang himself for so long. Do you think he looks crooked? Tell me first, why did Lao Yang bring Qingshu down the mountain?" Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself, this old thing can't be nearly ninety and bring a fifteen-year-old child to Park, right?

"He seems to be taking Qingshu down the mountain to look for weapons." Yang Gui, a psychotic man, ran the train with his mouth full. How could an honest person like Song Yuanqiao ask the truth, "What treasure is he going to find... a sword."

"Oh, that's a good thing!" Zhang Sanfeng stroked his white beard and said, "I remember that Lao Yang had a sword when he was young. It was used by Dugu Qiubai back then. It... just wait a moment."

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to suddenly remember something, his expression changed.

"Tell me where he went!" Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Song Yuanqiao's collar and yelled.

"Xiangyang..." Song Yuanqiao was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

The Five Heroes of Wudang saw their old mentor suddenly catapult away, jumped off the cliff, and rushed down the mountain in a nearly flying posture.

"Master...Master, this ladder is so tall..." Song Yuanqiao held back for a long time before choking out this sentence.

"Well, high, high." Yu Lianzhou could only echo along.

It's really nothing, after these two old monsters get together, the human way of thinking can't understand what they are doing at all.

If Zhang Sanfeng could choose, he didn't want to know.

But when the two of them fished together in Xiangyang City, Yang Gui told him a lot about the future.

An hour later, an old roar could be heard throughout Xiangyang City: "Old Turtle Yang, get out of here!"

"Grandpa Yang, my great master is here..." Song Qingshu shivered in the arms of a group of big sisters.

"Come on, come on, you continue." Yang Gui threw down two ingots of silver, signaling to the older sisters to take care of the young man, "He won't be able to find him here for a while."

The magistrate of Xiangyang's legs went limp from the shouting.

He raised the city guards, raised the suspension bridge, closed the city gates tightly, stood on the top of the city tower and asked tremblingly: "Old Master, don't you know that the city is not allowed to use force? Do you dare to fight against the court's laws and regulations?"

"Bullshit, old man, have I entered the city yet?"

Zhang Sanfeng crossed the moat in two steps, jumped up, stood on the suspended suspension bridge, and glared at the magistrate: "Hurry up and find me, there is an old thing with a tortoise shell on its back in the city, and a very handsome young man with it, if you can't find it for half an hour, the old man will kill you."

"Let go, presumptuous!"

The magistrate bravely shouted and cursed: "Who are you, dare, dare to threaten the imperial court officials, do you want to rebel, rebel?"

"Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng." Zhang Sanfeng stared at the magistrate.

"Quick, do as Zhang Zhenren said!"

The magistrate almost peed his pants, so he quickly ordered his men to hunt down the old man with the boy in a turtle shell.

Just kidding, Zhang Sanfeng even dared to assassinate Kublai Khan back then, but now his disciples can easily kill the magistrate, the city walls of Xiangyang can't save his life at all.

It turns out that when the Grand Master wants to work, he is really efficient.

Soon the police found Yang Gui.

The policemen are not two hundred and five, and they will definitely not be able to provoke the legendary Zhang Zhenren who can find people by name with great fanfare.So the common people looked in shock at the black leather dogs who were infinitely arrogant in the past, went upstairs step by step, and knocked on the door honestly.

The head catcher smiled all over his face: "This old Taoist invited you. Master Zhang is looking for you outside the city. Why don't you go up a step and come with us to meet Master Zhang?"

"You wait first." Yang Gui waved his hand, "Didn't you see that my child is in class? Alas, I really envy the young people nowadays. How could we have such conditions when we were young? We have seen it before at a young age. This is winning at the starting line of life, and it is really hard to win!"

It's numb, it's really numb.

Song Qingshu wanted to cry without tears, "Brother, what's wrong with you, you can't leave, you have to cheer up, I can't live without you!"

Catcher's eyelids twitched.

It’s not that there is any objection to the teaching content. Now that Tartar is in charge, knowing only Chinese is definitely not enough. He is very supportive of young people learning a foreign language, otherwise how can they make progress?The lessons were much harder when he was learning a foreign language.

The key point is that the two ingots of silver that Yang Gui rewarded the eldest sister looked so familiar, as if he just gave it to the magistrate yesterday.

Could it be different? This is what Yang Gui picked up from the magistrate's mansion yesterday.

As we all know, our heroes never bring money when we go out, and our main goal is to steal from the rich and help the poor.

boom!
Yang Gui was still murmuring, when he suddenly heard a loud noise from outside, as if the whole city of Xiangyang was shaking.

After waiting for too long, Zhang Sanfeng had already kicked the door outside.His kick was harder than a giant battering ram, shaking the city wall.

The prefect's face turned pale, and he decided to turn around and withdraw the arrester, even if this kid just made an offering of 100 taels of silver to himself yesterday!
Under the eyes of the prefect who wanted to commit suicide, Yang Gui finally came with Song Qingshu Shi Shiran.

"Old Turtle, what did you bring Qing Shu here for?"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes burst into flames.

"Let's go to class." Yang Gui laughed loudly: "I'll teach him something good."

"What the hell!" Zhang Sanfeng pointed at Yang Gui's nose and yelled at the street, "Qingshu is such a good boy, you take him to that kind of place? I am the current head of Wu, you take him to Pu? Are you human?"

"Hey, wait a minute." Yang Gui stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Sanfeng, "I believe Song Yuanqiao is the head of Wudang. When will Song Qingshu become the next head of Wudang? The head of Wudang who is co-authoring you is the throne, is it still passed down from generation to generation?"

"You... What nonsense are you talking about, even if he is an ordinary Wudang disciple, you can't take him to do such a thing!"

"What did I take him for?" Yang Guiyi turned his head, "Qingshu, tell your Grand Master, what did I take you for?"

Song Qingshu twitched, "Grand Master, Grandpa Yang taught me Kung Fu."

"What kung fu?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Gui in shock, boy, you still know this kind of kung fu?You promised to be a virgin for 100 years, but you actually betrayed your brother?

"Jin Guan Yu Suo 24 rounds..." Song Qingshu's voice became even lower.

"Ah, ah?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, "That's a very good thing, Quanzhen teaches fellow practitioners of life, do you still understand this?"

"Why don't I understand? I said I never said it, my family is three generations old, Quanzhen."

Yang Gui looked at Zhang Sanfeng through his nostrils, "Do you think it's a wild Taoist like you?"

In fact, Yang Kang only learned fighting martial arts from Qiu Chuji, and Yang Guo didn't have to teach him anything except a little basic kung fu. How could Yang Gui know this kind of kung fu.

But as he said, his family lived in Zhongnanshan for decades.After the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed, Yang Gui went to the Chongyang Palace ruins every day since he was a child, and found many good things.

"No, then why are you like this?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's situation, obviously something was wrong, "How did he teach you?"

"Grandpa Yang told me to sit still no matter what the situation was, to lower my heart and mind, to improve my concentration..." Song Qingshu was about to cry, do you know what it feels like to look at dozens of different big sisters and not be able to care for them?No, you don't know.You only care about yourself.

"Phew... that's all, that's all. Since you have such a great opportunity, you can become a monk with the old Taoist when you go back. Grand Master will teach you the Bai Yu Chan Dan Jue."

Zhang Sanfeng let out a long breath and almost blew the prefect off the city gate tower.

"You have already practiced the 24 skills of Jin Guan Yu Suo. This alchemy should be advanced very quickly, and you will also be qualified to practice "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" in the future. But once you practice this inner alchemy secret method, you will never be able to have sex with men and women for the rest of your life, otherwise you will lose all your internal energy and become a useless person."

Zhang Sanfeng really didn't know if this was good or bad for Song Qingshu, but since Yang Gui had already done this, the effort of practicing life and death could not be abolished.Otherwise, once martial arts are abolished, people will be gone.

Yang Gui is happy, Park?Impossible.For Huang Tian's sake, I, Yang, and Dudu are irreconcilable.Yang Gui had to lead Song Qingshu to the right way in a serious way. Isn't enlightenment more fragrant than a woman?

So Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain, and everyone in Wudang was surprised to find that Song Qingshu was about to become a monk when he came back.Zhang Sanfeng presided over the renunciation ceremony in person, and Song Qingshu's Taoist name "Xuanxu" was considered to be a monk early, and he picked up a good Taoist name.

Song Yuanqiao and his wife looked at each other, "Husband, the old Song family can't live without a descendant..." Song Yuanqiao's wife said.

Song Yuanqiao's face was pale, showing a look of generosity.He couldn't help but blame Zhang Sanfeng in his heart, Master, it's all your fault, don't you know that our middle-aged husband and wife are pure friendship?Let you destroy it!
So Song Yuanqiao had to preside over the sect during the day and study hard at night.A few days later, many Wudang sect members found that their masters often supported their waists.

Overdraft, sometimes after overexertion…

The Wudang disciples shook their heads one after another, alas, middle-aged man, how hard it is!

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