Martial Arts: Nine Worlds is exposed, and the invitation to the moon is urgent!

23 Master, did you confess ?!

Zhang Junbao was overwhelmed by this question, and only knew a stunned smirk.

Scratching his head, he said:

“Guo… Outer part…… Girl, long time no see, don’t… Don’t come… Unharmed…”

“yes, don’t come unharmed.”

“Little monk, you have grown a lot taller.”

Guo Xiang was also unimpressed, walked in front of Zhang Junbao, and stretched out his hand to gesture.

A few years ago, when she was in Huashan, Zhang Junbao was half a head shorter than her.

Now he is a lot taller, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, plus pure internal skills, quite a youthful heroic spirit.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a moment, and Zhang Junbao knew why Guo Xiang came to Shaolin and why he would make a move with Shaolin disciples.

After Hua Shan parted, Guo Xiang looked around for Yang Guo’s traces, only to see him again.

One person, one sword and one donkey, traveled all over the world, but he could never find any trace of Yang Guo.

Guo Xiang heard that there was a senior monk in Shaolin, and it was Yang Guo’s friend who had forgotten the year, so he came to Shaolin to visit this senior monk and inquire about the news.

When he came to Shaolin, he saw Jueyuan with shackles on his body and carrying two large iron buckets filled with water, as if he had been punished.

Guo Xiang’s chivalrous heart is righteous, and he is not angry, so he wants to cut off the shackles on Jueyuan’s body.

Unexpectedly, it attracted the Shaolin disciples who monitored Jueyuan, so there was a scene of Fang Cai.

“Girl Guo, thank you for your kindness.”

“Master Jueyuan was punished because the scriptures were stolen, he was shackled, and he jumped into the water with an iron barrel, although it was a punishment, but it could also sharpen his body.”

Zhang Junbao scratched his head and explained.

Guo Xiang then knew that he had misunderstood the intention of the Shaolin Temple.

It’s just at this time.

“Little girl, what a handsome skill.”

A middle-aged monk walked over, walking with a tiger stride, imposing momentum.

It is clear that he is a monk who chants sutras and chants Buddha, and in addition to the vast Buddha’s breath, he also has a fierce spirit.

It turned out that this middle-aged monk had already discovered Guo Xiang, and seeing that Guo Xiang easily defeated several Shaolin disciples, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and only then did he appear to meet him.

He also did not bully the small with the big and made a ten-move contract with Guo Xiang.

If he couldn’t guess Guo Xiang’s origin within ten moves, he would be relieved of Jueyuan’s punishment.

Guo Xiang was born into a family of martial arts, and his studies were complex, all of which were advanced martial arts.

Within ten moves, the middle-aged monk couldn’t recognize Guo Xiang’s origin.

Just as he was about to admit defeat, something fell out of Guo Xiang’s arms.

The middle-aged monk fixed his eyes on it, it was actually an iron arhat, and he immediately laughed:

“It turned out to be Miss Guo Er!”

It turned out that this middle-aged monk was Yang Guo’s friend of the year.

This Tie Luohan was also entrusted by him and gave it to Guo Xiang on his sixteenth birthday.

Guo Xiang was surprised and delighted, and quickly asked Yang Guo’s whereabouts.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and sighed, “Since I parted with Yang Jushi a year ago, I haven’t heard from me so far. ”

Guo Xiang was so disappointed that he traveled thousands of miles to Shaolin, but there was no Yang Guo’s whereabouts.

Prepare to leave sadly.

Zhang Junbao was reluctant, but he didn’t know how to speak, so he had to silently follow behind Guo Xiang and send her down the mountain!

When parting, Guo Xiang smiled back. Dao:

“Little monk, if you give me a ride, I will give you this iron arhat.”

“There is a set of Arhat Fist in it, if you can understand it, it will be very good for your martial arts.”

“Girl Guo, this item is so valuable, I can’t…”

“Verbose, I’ll take it for you!”

Guo Xiangjiao said a word, so he couldn’t help but say, stuffed Tie Luohan into his arms, and then left dashingly and waved his hand.

Zhang Junbao looked at Guo Xiang’s back, and then at the iron luohan in his hand, and his heart was full of reluctance.

That iron luohan also came into everyone’s eyes with Zhang Junbao’s perspective.

Wudang.

“This… No…… Master’s… Iron Arhat? ”

Zhang Cuishan suddenly shouted, his eyes widening.

The eyes are full of incredulity.

Song Yuanqiao and the others realized this later, and their faces were indescribably strange.

They had seen many times that when Zhang Sanfeng was alone, he would take out an iron arhat to look at.

The reason for this is unknown, and Zhang Sanfeng has never said it.

This matter was buried in the hearts of everyone.

Only at this time did this reminisce about everyone’s memories.

Song Yuanqiao and the others’ gaze towards Zhang Sanfeng underwent earth-shaking changes.

“It turns out that the master is Zhang Junbao!”

Yin Susu’s mouth opened into a “0” shape, and his face was full of incredulity.

Doesn’t this mean that Zhang Sanfeng, the current Wudang Sect Master, is actually a Shaolin disciple?

And also obsessed with Emei ancestor Guo Xiang!

The amount of information in this is too large, and everyone’s heads are buzzing and they can’t believe it.

Yin Susu quickly regained his calm, turned his sly gaze, and asked with a smile

“Master, have you ever expressed your intentions to Mrs. Guo Xiang?!”

She was originally a disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Sect and acted without scruples.

Plus half a month ago, he returned from Ice and Fire Island with Zhang Cuishan.

Zhang Sanfeng also liked Yin Susu quite much, so he dared to ask boldly.

Unlike Zhang Cuishan, a few people were full of doubts, but they did not dare to speak.

Zhang Sanfeng was already greatly embarrassed by the fact that his disciples knew his former identity and loved Guo Xiang.

It’s just that on the surface, it remains indifferent.

When Yin Susu asked, the old face couldn’t help but blush.

It’s just that everyone is looking at him, and Zhang Sanfeng is not good not to respond, so he can only say vaguely:

“Ahem, I can’t remember exactly, I can’t remember exactly!”

Saying that he pulled his legs and left, the fast crowd couldn’t react at all.

“Mom, why did Master leave?!”

Xiao Zhang Wuji grabbed Yin Susu’s hand, and his big black and white eyes were full of doubts.

Yin Susu just smiled lightly and did not explain.

But in his heart, he said that the martial arts myth could not escape a love word.