Begin as a centenarian Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 10 On the day of return, the five major factions went to Wudang Mountain together

In the True Martial Hall, Zhang Sanfeng was cultivating with his legs crossed, the terrifying pure yang power surged all over his body, within three meters, the vigor was vertical and horizontal, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Fortunately, the floor of the main hall is made of bluestone tiles. If it is a piece of land, the flat ground may be sunken by several inches!

"After the complete integration, my internal strength, which has not been improved for more than a year, has actually been slightly improved recently!"

A gleam of joy flashed across Zhang Sanfeng's face, what he practiced was Wudang Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu, although part of it was born out of Nine Suns Divine Kungfu.

However, after Zhang Sanfeng's decades of perfection, the structure is not weaker than the Nine Suns Divine Art, and even under certain circumstances, his Pure Yang Wuji Art is even better than the Nine Suns Divine Art!
"My Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu has reached the ninth floor, and all the entrances in my body have been broken. Even with the accumulation of internal energy, I have walked out of the ninth floor. I don't know how many steps, but I still haven't reached another level. It seems that in the not-too-distant future, the tenth level of Pure Yang Wuji Gong will be created with confidence!"

Zhang Sanfeng was secretly pleasantly surprised, you know, pure Yang Wuji Kungfu, cultivated to the seventh level, is invincible enough to be invincible in the world, even Zhang Wuji who is a late master, in terms of power, it is only equivalent to the peak of the seventh level of Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu.

If he really created the tenth level, then I am afraid that he will surpass all previous martial arts and reach a new level of carrying on the past and opening up the future.

What's more, there is also Tai Chi, Tai Chi has initially revealed its artistic conception in his heart, and it is another earth-shattering martial art if it is followed step by step.

He whispered a few times and counted the time. It was only a few days before Zhang Cuishan came back. In such a short time, he was not going to set out to hunt down that Ah San. An Ah San was not worthy of letting himself do it himself. .

"It's time to go see that kid Wu Feng."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, Wu Feng, it has been more than a month since he came to Wudang Mountain.

While speaking, Zhang Sanfeng's body had disappeared, Wu Feng's talent was good, even stronger than that of Song Qingshu, the third generation disciple of Wudang.

Zhang Wuji's talent is scary enough, but according to Zhang Sanfeng, Wu Feng's talent is by no means weaker than that of Zhang Wuji.

Houshan is the place where the third generation of Wudang disciples practiced. Here, there are mountains and rivers.

Among the many mountains, a flat land was opened up, about five or six acres in size.

On the flat ground, hundreds of Wudang disciples were practicing the basic swordsmanship of the Wudang school in unison, every move and style, extremely serious.

Among the crowd, Zhang Sanfeng saw an eight or nine-year-old child who was small but very serious.

The child is Wu Feng, although he is still young, but he can already see his firm will and meticulous attitude!
Zhang Sanfeng didn't disturb their practice, but after the practice time had passed, he quietly came to Wu Feng's side, held his palm, and a burst of abundant internal force blatantly entered Wu Feng's body!

"That's right, after only a month of cultivation, a trace of pure Wudang internal force has already been born in the body, not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Sanfeng held Wu Feng's little hand, and laughed out loud. After laughing, he looked at Wu Feng seriously.

"Do you know why the master has accepted you as an apprentice, but still let you practice martial arts with the third generation of Wudang disciples?"

Wu Feng looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who had a pleasant face and a childlike face, and couldn't help bending his body slightly.

"The disciple knows that the master is letting the disciple grow step by step, and the disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations, and give everything for the growth of Wudang!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded in satisfaction, "Today, as my master, I will teach you Wudang's Zhenzong Kung Fu, Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. Although the Wudang basic internal energy and heart method you practice is good, there is no such thing as Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. The internal force cultivated by the law is pure and pure!"

"Well, this disciple is just laying the foundation, what's more, this disciple is only a third-generation disciple in name, this technique, disciples absolutely dare not practice it!"

Hearing this, Wu Feng's expression changed drastically, he knew how much he weighed.

And now he is nominally just an ordinary third-generation disciple of Wudang Mountain.

"What are you afraid of, I will give it to you as a teacher, just take it!"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but throw the booklet into Wu Feng's hands.

"Here, there are the first five levels of pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. Within ten years, I want you to practice to the fifth level. Is it possible?"

Zhang Sanfeng pretended to be majestic, and said slowly!

"The disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations!"

Wu Feng kowtowed heavily on the ground, Zhang Sanfeng showed him a mountain of kindness, rescued him from the sea of ​​suffering, taught him martial arts, and let him practice in Wudang.

This kindness, he has nothing to repay in his life, he can only devote his whole life energy to the revitalization of Wudang!

After a few breaths, Wu Feng raised his head, Zhang Sanfeng's figure had disappeared, Wu Feng secretly clenched his fists, he wanted to fight for his goal!
In the early morning, in the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng let out a deep breath, the light in his eyes became sharper, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

It seemed that Zhang Sanfeng at this time was not an old man who was over a hundred years old, but a young and frivolous young swordsman with a heroic appearance.

"Today is the day Cuishan returns"

Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh, for Zhang Cuishan, he also missed him very much, but for Zhang Wuji, he felt normal, maybe it was because of what Zhang Wuji did in the original book!

Song Yuanqiao stepped into the Zhenwu Hall lightly, holding a stack of red worship stickers in his hand, and only stepped forward when he saw that Zhang Sanfeng had finished his morning break.

"Master, this is the worship post of the five major schools, Master Kongwen from Shaolin, Master Jingxuan from Emei School, Xian Yutong from Huashan School, He Taichong and his wife from Kunlun School, and Kongtong Five Elders from Kongtong School!"

"Oh? The heads of the five major sects are here?"

The corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth slightly outlined a touch of coldness!

"Yes, almost all the strongmen from the five major factions have come."

Sweat trickled down Song Yuanqiao's face. This time, it seemed that something big was going to happen.

The powerful and high-level heads of the five sects all came one after another, and it seemed that the visitors were not good.

After all, he himself knew a little about the killings committed by the Golden Retriever Lion King.

The five major sects were also offended by Xie Xun almost every time, it seems that this time, they gathered in Wudang Mountain, there will definitely be a big disturbance!
Song Yuanqiao hesitated slightly, and finally said, "The disciple has some ideas, I wonder if the master would like to hear it?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly.

"The disciple thought that this time the five major sects gathered in Wudang Mountain. Although it was to celebrate the birthday, it was obviously not a good person."

"The golden-haired Xie Xun did a lot of murders back then. Why don't I hand over the dragon-slaying knife in Wudang Mountain to save the life of my fifth brother and that Xie Xun. In this way, we will treat those five sects, It can be regarded as an explanation!"

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, then shook his head slowly, "Back then Xie Xun committed crimes, but it is not necessary to pay it back now. If Wudang Mountain compromises for the sake of the overall situation this time, then in the future, do we have to compromise again and again?"

"What's more, there is a big secret in the Dragon Saber, how can it be easily shared with others?"

Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh, and walked slowly towards the main hall of Wudang Mountain!

(End of this chapter)