From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 3
Another year has passed.

The cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body was finally completely dispelled, and at the same time, his cultivation of the Nine Suns Manual also reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

But he didn't want to stay here for five or six years like the original Zhang Wuji did.

Now his strength is comparable to the second-rate top players in the world.

In addition to his Nine Suns magical skills, and he also practiced first-class martial arts such as Taijiquan and Taijijian, it can be said that he is not far behind the general first-class masters.

"I am 17 years old this year, and I have come out of the rivers and lakes with a sword in my hand."

Zhang Wuji was in high spirits, walked out of the cave, and directly used the Wudang ladder cloud to fly vertically above it.

There shouldn't be any major events happening at this time. Although there are constant turmoil in the world, but generally speaking, the Jiaojiao and the six major sects have not yet come to their senses.

For the time being, he doesn't want to return to Wudang Mountain so soon, he wants to wander around the rivers and lakes for two more years, so as to increase his knowledge.

"Find a place to change this suit first, and then match it with a good sword and a good horse!" Zhang Wuji jumped out of the cliff, and immediately had a plan in mind.

In the end, before he had walked a few miles, there was a sudden bark of a dog mixed with the exclamation of a monkey in the distance.

"Cousin, hurry up, we will catch up to that monkey soon!"

A soft laugh sounded, Zhang Wuji turned his head, just in time to see a man and a woman riding a straddle horse, followed by more than 20 wolf dogs, chasing a little white monkey.

The monkey had a strange appearance and quick eyesight, but it was shot with an arrow in one leg and it was limping when it ran.

When Zhang Wuji saw the monkey, the monkey also spotted him.

Immediately, the cry became more rapid, as if weeping and complaining, as if he was complaining or complaining.

Before Zhang Wuji could react, a few flashes had already slipped into his arms.

"Hey...Xiaobai, you will cause me trouble. Why did the good-looking valley come to the human land? Are you suffering now?"

Zhang Wuji comforted in a low voice, and at the same time, Jiuyang Zhenqi entered the monkey's body and pulled out the arrow to heal it.

This monkey is a member of the monkey group in the valley, and like the white ape with the Buddhist scriptures in its belly, it is a mutant species in the monkey group.

Not only is it smart, but its strength and speed are two or three times that of ordinary monkeys.

In the past two years of practicing in the valley, Zhang Wuji was also familiar with the two white apes, one big and one small, so now whenever he saw Zhang Wuji, the monkeys would crawl into his arms.

"You stinking beggar, that monkey is my aunt's prey, don't let it go!" A soft shout came, and at the same time came a ferocious whip shadow and several ferocious wolf dogs.

How could Zhang Wuji not know this young lady? When he saw this iconic group of dogs, he could guess that it must be Zhu Jiuzhen from Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.

But the current Zhang Wuji is not the dumb and stupid boy in the original book. He has practiced the Nine Suns Manual for two years, and with the help of spiritual energy and spiritual peach in the valley, although his internal strength is not as good as that of a first-rate master, he is still a second-rate top master. It didn't run away.

Before the Whip Shadow arrived, his Nine Yang True Qi had already flowed through his whole body, and the Kung Fu Iron Sleeve he learned from the Wudang School was displayed.

With a slap, Whip Shadow and Zhang Wuji's sleeve collided, but it was as if they had hit an iron plate.

Before Zhu Jiuzhen could retract the whip, Zhang Wuji suddenly spread his five fingers, grabbed the long whip, and exerted a strong force.

Zhu Jiuzhen groaned proudly, but Zhang Wuji dragged him off his horse and bumped his head against a nearby tree.

At the same time, Zhang Wuji jumped onto the horse and laughed loudly: "Thank you for the horse, Wudang Zhang Wuji thank you."

After speaking, he laughed and galloped away.

"Where is the thief running!" Zhu Jiuzhen's cousin Wei Bi didn't react until this time.

If you want to chase Zhang Wuji again, how can you still see his shadow.

I can only shout such a strong momentum.

Zhang Wuji galloped on horseback, running until he reached the edge of the cliff before stopping.

At this moment, the little white monkey in his arms has been treated by him. In addition, this guy often eats spirit peaches from the cliff, and his physique is already very strong, so the wound is almost healed by now.

"Go back by yourself, you must remember the lesson of this time in the future, and don't leave the valley easily."

Zhang Wuji put the little monkey down, then turned his horse's head and rode slowly towards Zhuwu Lianhuan Village.

He thought to himself that his name should have been passed back to Zhu Wu Lianhuan Village by now, right?
I just don't know if Zhu Changling, an old man, will come looking for him.

"I hope he will come, he misses my dragon-slaying saber, and I miss his Yiyang finger too!"

"It would be even better if we could find clues to the Six Meridians Excalibur from here." Zhang Wuji smiled and continued to move forward.

To be honest, Zhang Wuji, the soul of modern society, prefers swords compared to these palms and fists, and his talent seems to be on swords.

When he was in Wudang Mountain before, Zhang Wuji had a hard time learning boxing and palm techniques, but Taiji swordsmanship, Liangyi swordsmanship, Shenmen Thirteen Swordsmanship and other swordsmanship can be mastered almost instantly.

Maybe I was born to be a swordsman...

Sure enough, as Zhang Wuji expected, he had only walked four or five miles away, and Zhu Changling led a large number of people to catch up behind him.

As soon as he arrived in front of Zhang Wuji's horse, the movie king fell off his horse with a plop, and scrambled and hugged Zhang Wuji's horse's head

"Son of benefactor, are you the son of benefactor?"

Zhang Wuji looked amused, but with a puzzled look on his face, he asked, "Benefactor? What kind of benefactor?"

"It's Wudang Zhang Cuishan Zhang Wuxia. I was saved by Zhang Wuxia when I was young. If he is not my benefactor, who else is?"

As he spoke, the old man burst into tears.

"En Gong committed suicide in Wudang Mountain back then. I hate that I didn't get the news and couldn't arrive."

"I didn't expect God has eyes to let me meet the benefactor's son at the door of my house."

"Nephew Wuji, why are you here alone? People from Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong are all looking for you everywhere!"

"Uncle!" Zhang Wuji also began to show off his acting skills, with tears in his eyes, he got off his horse pitifully, and used the experience of the original Zhang Wuji to fool this old man.

Hearing that Zhang Wuji had been homeless for two or three years, Zhu Changling burst into tears again "reproaching himself", and took Zhang Wuji's hand for a while to ask for warmth.

He disgusted Zhang Wuji so much.

In the end, under Zhu Changling's strong request, Zhang Wuji, who lived in the valley for two years and looked like a beggar, was invited to Zhu Wu Lianhuan Village.

incense table, hot spring

good wine, good food

Maid, servant.

To be honest, Zhang Wuji has never enjoyed such a corrupt life in his past and present lives combined, but now he enjoys it all in Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang.

This made him a little embarrassed.

When Xin Dao waited for him to cheat this old guy, he could act more gently.

(End of this chapter)