Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　Zhang Sanfeng was about to say that his disciple was a little off, but when he thought about it carefully, it was very possible that his disciple never told lies.

　　So he quickly took back what he said.

　　'Fortunately, I didn't say it, otherwise I'd be embarrassed again. '

　　Zhang Sanfeng thought fortunately, but when he looked up, he saw the young disciple's teasing eyes, and his old face couldn't hold back.

　　He hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Changsheng, don't talk about this, let me tell you, during this period of time, my teacher has refined a lot of one yuan Qi nourishing pills!"

　　As he spoke, Master Zhang Sanfeng walked into the alchemy pavilion and took out a dozen medicinal pills that had been placed.

　　"Master, it's really good, you have a good understanding of alchemy."

　　Chen Changsheng praised.

　　Being exaggerated like this, Zhang Sanfeng was in a good mood and stroked his long beard again and again.

　　Then he started to talk about how to make alchemy.

　　Chen Changsheng listened very patiently.

　　According to the agreement with the master, [-]% of the refined medicinal pills can be distributed to himself.

　　Of course, these medicinal pills had no effect on him, he was going to give them to Mingjiao.

　　Not for nothing, but Chen Changsheng preparing to learn Wudang to reform Mingjiao, so that they can exchange their contribution points for medicinal pills.

　　At that time, if you are short of alchemy materials, alchemy materials, etc., you can use this trick to get it, and the flowers bloom on both sides. Don’t be too happy!

　　After a while, Zhang Sanfeng stopped talking.

　　"Master, why is the door so empty, where did the people go?"

　　Chen Changsheng didn't use his spiritual sense, he just felt that the Wudang faction was too deserted and different from usual.

　　Zhang Sanfeng sighed when he heard the words, looked at him hesitantly, and said, "There is a flood at the foot of the mountain, and the disciples have all gone down to relieve the disaster. If it wasn't for the mountain gate that needed me to guard, I would also go down the mountain to save people."

　　"Flood?"

　　Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked at the heavy rain outside the alchemy pavilion and nodded.

　　After several months, it is strange that the water does not rise.

　　That's not enough, why is Master's expression so weird?

　　Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes, and his spiritual sense began to cover him.

　　……

　　"Chen Xianchang, save the people!"

　　"Immortal, you are so merciful to save the people!"

　　"I am willing to sacrifice my life to immortals, I beg you to go down the mountain to save people."

　　……

　　Mourning is everywhere.

　　There were constant cries for help.

　　One by one Wudang disciples were rushing to and fro, arranging the people who went up the mountain to take refuge.

　　And Song Yuanqiao's seven people are still strangely silent.

　　Let the younger brother take action.

　　It's not that they didn't think about it, but...

　　Such natural disasters are no longer within the reach of human beings.

　　In the face of this flood, even an army of millions is powerless here.

　　If the younger brother can't do anything about it after going down the mountain, wouldn't it put him in an embarrassing situation? !

　　This is also the reason why everyone was silent after Yu Daiyan proposed it, but let the disciples save the victims in the name of Wudang Sect.

　　Some words cannot be said, and some words must be faced!

　　"I disagree!"

　　Zhang Cuishan immediately shook his head and said, "This flood is too terrifying. Although the younger brother is known as an immortal, he is still a mortal body."

　　"Second Senior Brother, the risk of inviting Junior Junior Brother to come out is too great. If it fails...then..."

　　Mo Shenggu said hesitantly, "Then there will be no more immortals in the world!"

　　Zhang Songxi and the others also shook their heads.

　　As benevolent chivalrous men, they naturally hope to save these people.

　　But even so, they couldn't morally kidnap the younger brother. If they went to ask the younger brother to go down the mountain, wouldn't they put the younger brother on the fire?

　　Seeing this, Yu Daiyan also nodded and said no more.

　　"Cuishan, go to the county seat and tell the county magistrate to open the warehouse and release food, so that people can help the victims."

　　Song Yuanqiao ordered: "Tell him, if he agrees, I can accept one of his heirs as a disciple. If he still doesn't want to, then kill him."

　　As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the six of them changed.

　　Accept disciples? !

　　As long as the other party is not a fool, they will agree!

　　only……

　　The six shook their heads with a wry smile, knowing that the compromise was not for themselves, but for the victims.

　　Zhang Cuishan clenched his fist tightly, took several deep breaths, and finally nodded.

　　"It's not necessary."

　　At this moment, an ethereal voice came down from the mountain.

　　It was clear that the wind was howling, and the thunder and the rain fell loudly, but the sound was still incomparably clear to everyone's ears.

　　Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a man wearing a navy blue robe coming from the void, his face moved.

　　"Little Junior Brother!"

　　"Aren't you still in retreat?!"

　　……

　　Song Yuanqiao and the others couldn't hold back their excitement, so they stepped forward and said something to me.

　　But they all have the same meaning.

　　That is to let him go back to retreat, this matter does not need him to take action, the brothers can completely solve it!

　　Chen Changsheng felt a little helpless at the attitudes of several senior brothers.

　　Through divine sense, he already knew the matter very well, and also knew that Song Yuanqiao's seven people could not do anything at all.

　　But they also knew that they didn't let themselves intervene because they were worried that he would use his temper and screw up the name of the immortal.

　　Therefore, Song Yuanqiao has such an attitude.

　　"Seven brothers."

　　Chen Changsheng's light voice sounded: "I already have a solution for this matter."

　　After the words were spoken, the expressions of the seven Song Yuanqiao changed. After looking at each other, they finally gathered on Chen Changsheng.

　　"I'll be back later."

　　Chen Changsheng carried his hands on his back and left with an incomparably relaxed expression.

　　Song Yuanqiao and the others stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they were all stunned when they saw the handsome figure of the little junior brother, but they didn't speak in a strange way.

　　It was so simple, it was just a random sentence, but the anxiety and worry in the hearts of the seven people disappeared instantly!

　　Confidence even emerged from the bottom of my heart!

　　Compared with the incomparably anxious demeanor just now, it is a world apart!

　　"Little Junior Brother... can he really?"

　　Zhang Songxi hesitated for a moment.

　　No one answered.

　　Song Yuanqiao said after a while: "Since the younger brother said that there is a way, let's do our own thing first."

　　The six nodded in unison, without saying anything, and followed Song Yuanqiao to resettle the victims.

　　And just when their footsteps were just moving, a blue light lit up from the sky.

　　Several thousand to look at the past.

　　"Xianren Chen!"

　　"Xianren Chen has appeared!"

　　"I beg the immortals to save us!"

　　Thousands of voices shouted in unison, which could be described as mighty and reverberating in the mountains.

　　On the shore, Xiao Zhou Zhiruo came out of a small forest, lifted the hat on her head, and looked up at the voice that was high above, like a fairy.

　　There was a look of admiration in the big eyes, and a smile like a small flower appeared on the small face, which was instantly cute.

　　"Little Junior Sister, don't stand in the heavy rain, put on a bamboo hat!"

　　A Wudang disciple called out.

　　Little Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, and a clear voice sounded.

　　"No, senior, I want to see how little uncle saves everyone."

　　As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Wudang disciples were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes showed reverence.

　　Junior Sister Zhiruo reminded them that the little uncle made several difficult shots, and this opportunity was almost rare. One by one, they also took off their hats and stopped to watch.

　　……

　　rumbling...