When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 230: Gu Hong accepts a disciple and becomes more intimate

But it is said that Zhang Zhenren, after meeting Ye Guhong three years ago, noticed that there was something wrong with his inner strength cultivation, so he generously taught his newly discovered "Tai Chi Hesing Technique". Jin practiced in person, which made Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed with surprise.

In the following three years, except for when Yu Daiyan recovered from his injuries and went out to celebrate with his disciples, he spent most of the rest of his time in seclusion. He finally created an earth-shattering martial arts that was unprecedented in his history, and his state of mind also improved. Reach a whole new level.

On this day, the real person was in seclusion, and wanted to further perfect the martial arts he created. Suddenly, on a whim, he felt happy and uneasy at the same time. He simply got up and pushed out the door. When he saw the crowd in front of the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then Then he saw Zhang Cuishan with tears streaming down his face in the crowd.

When he first saw his beloved disciple, even though Zhang Zhenzhen was in a heavenly state of mind, he couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that it was an hallucination caused by his excessive longing for him.

Zhang Cuishan, however, threw himself into his master's arms and sobbed: "Master, this unfilial disciple has come home."

Song Yuanqiao and the other six heroes bowed together and said with a smile: "Master is very happy, fifth brother/fifth brother is back!"

Zhang Sanfeng is now a hundred years old. He has been practicing for more than 80 years. His mind is clear and his mind is broad. He is like the blue sea and the sky, not lingering on all things. But at this moment, his beloved disciple who has been away for ten years is in his arms, and he can't help but hug him tightly. He stopped, raised his head and roared loudly, and shed tears of joy.

At this time, Miejie flew back. Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's ecstasy, he couldn't help but smile, but he reminded him: "Zhenren Zhang, I am very happy that my apprentice has been found. But now that my apprentice is seriously injured, it is even more important."

Zhang Sanfeng turned to look at Miejie. Seeing her majestic figure, he immediately smiled and said: "The head of Emei is here. This little thatched hut, Lao Dao, is really shining."

Even the air in front of him was filled with twisted ripples, as if it was about to shatter the void.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, and in a moment, the white smoke faded away, revealing the figures of his grandfather and grandson.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slowly: "Thirty years ago, this man was one of the top masters in the Yuan Dynasty. He committed countless evil deeds. Many good men in the world fell under his hands. The old Taoist came out specially and fought with him for more than a hundred times. , he was killed at the palm of his hand, but unexpectedly, his evil martial arts skills still have descendants."

He opened his clothes again and looked at the green palm prints on his body. He frowned and said, "Unexpectedly, Taoist Baishu still has a descendant. This extremely vicious Xuanming Divine Palm has finally been passed down."

Not only the Emei disciples were stunned to see such a strange sight, but even the Wudang heroes saw it for the first time, and they were all astonished.

Then he looked at Zhang Qubing in Song Yuanqiao's arms. Seeing that he looked sick and weak, his smile suddenly faded a bit: "Is this Cuishan's child? Yuanqiao, please bring it over and let me see it."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "Good boy, don't be afraid, let Grand Master take a look at your injuries."

Zhang Cuishan said: "Master, the one who heals the wounded and sick is one of the two evil spirits of Xuan Ming. Is Taoist Baishu their master?"

Zhang Cuishan quickly let go of his hand, and Zhang Sanfeng held Zhang Qubing in his arms. Zhang Qubing blinked and whispered, "Master."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and tapped more than ten acupuncture points on Zhang Qubing. In front of everyone, he unbuttoned his clothes and placed his heart on Zhang Qubing's back. He sat cross-legged and performed the exercises for a long time. However, he saw wisps of milky white smoke coming from all over his body. The pores overflowed, and finally the whole person was wrapped in a dense white air.

Song Yuanqiao admired in a low voice: "With each year of hard training, the distance between us and Master has become wider and wider."

As he spoke, he checked his inner strength, said "Hey", and his expression became serious.

At this time, Zhang Qubing's voice came out from the white smoke: "Master, my body is warm, but the top of my head, my heart, and my dantian are getting colder and colder."

Zhang Sanfeng had a sad look on his face, closed his eyes for a long time, slowly shook his head and said: "You have worked hard these days, and the old Taoist has just worked hard. You have sucked out all the cold poison that you can absorb, but it has invaded the top of the head, the heart, and the Dantian. The remaining poison of the child is difficult to resolve, even for experienced practitioners. It seems that the only way is to let the child practice the Nine Yang Internal Skills on his own, so that the yin and yang can complement each other and resolve the yin and other forces. Alas... I just hate the teachings taught by my ancestors at that time. Wen, I don’t remember it all. I have been in retreat several times so far. I have tried hard to speculate, but it is only about 30 to 40% consistent. It is still unknown how many days I can keep this child alive. "

Hearing this, Zhang Cuishan felt dazed for a while. His master's words were clearly unthinkable and he could only act like a dead horse.

Zhang Sanfeng pulled Hu Daniu over again, used his skills for a while, and still shook his head: "Daniu's physical condition is much better than when he was sick, and his internal strength is also higher, but the palm of the thief's slap on you will be harder. In the current situation, It's almost the same as curing a disease." Wang Nangu started to cry loudly, and pulled Hu Daniu and said: "In this way, you are also a short-lived guy. Anyway, if it is really impossible, just borrow a room from the Wudang sect. , you and I will get married tonight, and we will give birth to a child for you, and in the future, someone will burn paper for you, a short-lived ghost."

The originally cheerful atmosphere turned gloomy in an instant, and everyone looked at Hu Daniu and Zhang Qubing with sad expressions.

Miejie frowned, pulled Ye Guhong away, and said in a low voice: "Apprentice, you once used your "Magic Foot Power" ability to detoxify the golden cicada poison and turn the poison into merit. This set of skills can save people. Niu and the Zhang family boy?"

Ye Guhong sighed: "The disciples have quietly let them try it a few days ago. Just as Master Zhang said, the three cold poisons in the top of the head, in the heart, and in the Dantian are deep-rooted and difficult to get out. I'm afraid only top-level Pure Yang Internal Skills can Let him practice on his own, and the yang energy will be generated internally, and the yin and yang will be reconciled, so that he can gradually relieve his misfortune."

After hearing this, Miejie's expression changed, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Emei Nine Yang Kung is from the same lineage as Wudang Nine Yang Kung. If she is willing to hand over the secret book and rely on Zhang Sanfeng's heaven-reaching cultivation, she might be able to reversely deduce the original technique. It's just that they are from different schools. I still cherish my broom, not to mention Such a truly unique skill?

She has always had great ambitions to lead Emei to surpass Wudang and catch up with Shaolin and become the number one sect in the world. Now she has to hand over her own inner strength method, which is the most popular one in the world. This decision is really difficult to make.

After struggling for a long time, he confided what was on his mind and asked Ye Guhong what he should do.

Ye Guhong thought for a moment and asked his master, "Master, what will happen if this matter is handled by the founder of our sect?"

Miejie was stunned, thinking about the kind of person his ancestor was, and said with a wry smile: "Master Yin is petty-minded, but he is not as generous and generous as my ancestor. With his temperament, he must have given the Nine Yang Technique to Wudang. What else is there? Easy to say? Just, just..."

After just a long time, he finally felt reluctant to let go. Ye Guhong smiled and said: "Master, if you are willing to let it go, you can't let it go. Since you really can't bear to pass it on to outsiders, you'd better pass it on to your own disciples, right?"

Miejie's eyes lit up, he thought about it for a moment, and nodded repeatedly: "This is the way!"

He immediately pulled Ye Guhong, walked to Zhang Sanfeng, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Master Zhang, this poor nun has an unkind request, please don't be surprised if I ask Master Zhang."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Master Tai, Wudang Emei, the friendship between generations, is there anything you can't say?"

Miejie glanced at Zhang Qubing's face and said with a smile: "Zhenzhen Zhang, this disciple, is kind-hearted and talented. My disciple Gu Hong loves him very much, so I want to ask Zhenren Zhang on behalf of his disciple, can I part with him?" Let Gu Hong accept Zhang Qubing as his first disciple?"

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned, and the most surprised person was Ye Guhong.

What he just said about his disciples was a hint that Miejie would accept a disciple. Unexpectedly, when Miejie opened his mouth, he actually asked Zhang Qubing to become his disciple!

The Seven Heroes of Wudang were also surprised. Although they were considered brothers, most of the Seven Heroes had watched Ye Guhong grow up and treated him like his nephew in their hearts. Unexpectedly, he wanted to accept only one Zhang Qubing, who was six years younger than his family, became a disciple.

But as soon as everyone thought about it, it seemed that this was correct. Although Wudang Emei and Wudang Emei were of the same generation, and everyone called each other randomly according to their age, but if Miejie personally accepted Zhang Qubing, then the head of Emei and the Wudang Seven Heroes would officially become equals. Aren’t all the disciples of Emei a bit shorter than Wudang?
The only one who was not surprised was Zhang Sanfeng.

After hearing this, the old Taoist blinked, looked at Ye Guhong, looked at Zhang Qubing, put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, this kid Gu Hong is also very close to the old Taoist. The old Taoist also promised to pass on the He has a magical skill, and now that he has recovered from his illness and worshiped him as his master, Wudang and Emei can be said to be closer to each other, which is really wonderful!"

Speaking of the two factions getting closer, even though he was an old Taoist priest who had lived for a hundred years, he couldn't help but blush slightly, and the smile in his eyebrows was so thick that it almost overflowed.

Seeing how readily he agreed, Miejie felt that he was saving face, and smiled without realizing it. He pointed at Ye Guhong and said: "Okay! My disciple is also a master. Don't hide your abilities." You have to teach this child well about your privacy, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)