Zhang Sanfeng, the Poor Road, Convinces People with Reason

As his voice fell, an old man with white hair and beard came out of the woods.

The old man was dressed in immortal style, and looked like an old immortal from the world.

"Are you... Feng Qingyang?"

Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and asked uncertainly.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people on the rivers and lakes who remember my name."

Feng Qingyang sighed softly.

Is it really him?

Zhang Sanfeng was extremely surprised.

Feng Qingyang has been living in seclusion in Huashan for decades, but unexpectedly he came down the mountain.

"I just want to see, what exactly is Yue Buqun plotting?"

It turned out that Yue Buqun discovered the martial arts moves depicted in the cave in the back mountain of Mount Hua, and practiced with the disciples of Mount Hua. Feng Qingyang found that something was wrong, but disguised himself and followed.

Unexpectedly, at the Songshan Association, someone was found to have used the Nine Swords of Dugu.

"Where did your Dugu Nine Swords come from?"

Feng Qingyang's eyes were like electricity, staring at Zhang Sanfeng.

Linghu Chong asked this question just now.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly.

"Wudang has many unique skills, and the Nine Swords of Dugu is just one of them."

"If Senior Feng is interested in the martial arts of the Wudang faction, you can join my Wudang faction and go to Wudang Mountain to live in seclusion."

A trace of doubt flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

"How come I have never heard of the Wudang faction?"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

"Let's not lie to Senior Feng, Wudang Sect was founded under Xia, and there is only one head under Xia. If Senior Feng is willing to join Wudang Sect, he will be the first disciple of my Wudang Sect."

Feng Qingyang suddenly widened his eyes.

One's martial art, is this kid joking?

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to know what Feng Qingyang was thinking.

"Senior Feng, don't think it's a joke, I'm a Wudang faction, but not all cats and dogs can join in."

"If it wasn't for the top experts in the arena and want to join the Wudang faction, it would be a dream."

"Senior Feng joins the Wudang faction and can go to Wudang Mountain to live in seclusion and practice martial arts. Apart from that, there are no other restrictions."

Zhang Sanfeng had long wanted to recruit a few people for the Wudang faction. Now that he saw Feng Qingyang, he couldn't help but invite him out.

Feng Qingyang spoke lightly.

"It's not impossible for me to go to Wudang Mountain to live in seclusion. It's just to see if the little friend has such skills."

Hearing Feng Qingyang say this, Zhang Sanfeng was overjoyed.

He originally just talked about trying it out, but he didn't expect that Feng Qingyang would actually bite the fish.

"Then ask the seniors to enlighten me."

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's words fell, he saw Feng Qingyang's figure flashing, and a sword stabbed at him.

Feng Qingyang has been practicing the Dugu Nine Swords for many years, and he has already been enlightened by his swordsmanship.

Even a simple sword has incredible power in his hands.

At this time, the sword is even more unpredictable.

But Zhang Sanfeng's Nine Swords of Dugu is already in a state of perfection, and it is no worse than the wind.

And he has Hunyuan Jiuzhuan Xuangong in his body, but he is much more than Feng Qingyang.

In a blink of an eye, they fought a dozen moves.

Feng Qingyang became more and more frightened during the Vietnam War. Zhang Sanfeng's sword moves were mellow and mature, and they were as wonderful as Dugu's Nine Swords.

Even the master swordsmen who have been immersed in it for decades have definitely reached such a perfect state. How can it be like the swordsmanship displayed by a teenager?

"Ding dong!"

Feng Qingyang suddenly abandoned his sword.

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Villa and Ximen Chuixue, the sword god, are all geniuses with swords. This old man has never believed that they are still so young. No matter how powerful they are, how can they be so powerful?"

"I saw the swordsmanship of the young man today, and then I realized that there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the sky."

"You are so young, you have such superb swordsmanship, when the old man wants to come, the sword demon Dugu Qiufeng is young, it is just like this."

"Well, the old man will follow you to Wudang to live in seclusion."

Chapter 39

"Ding, it is detected that the host's Wudang faction has recruited the first disciple Feng Qingyang, and the system rewards are being distributed..."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting [-] experience points and [-] skill points."

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but be overjoyed.

With a thought, he opened the personal panel.

Name: Zhang Sanfeng

Gongfa: Hunyuan Jiuzhuan Xuangong (Second Revolution) Level: Sixth Level

Martial Arts: Arhat Fist, Iron Cloth Shirt, Eighteen Palms for Subduing Dragon, Electric Light Walking, Dugu Nine Swords

Experience Points: 20000 points

Skill Points: 20000 points

Before he became the head of the Five Sacred Mountains, the system also rewarded him with 20000 skill points and [-] experience points, so both had [-] points.

Zhang Sanfeng did not hesitate at all, and immediately added all the skill points and experience points to the Hunyuan Jiuzhuan Xuangong.

In an instant, a majestic internal force formed in his body.

His Hunyuan Jiuzhuan Xuangong immediately evolved from the second to the sixth level to the second to the seventh level.

Zhang Sanfeng can still clearly feel that the distance from the second turn to the eighth floor should be only a line.

The breath on his body suddenly changed a little bit, but it returned to normal immediately.

A strange color flashed in Feng Qingyang's eyes.

He clearly felt that Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength had vaguely improved a lot.

If I fight with him now, I am afraid that I will lose faster.

"Senior Feng, there is a situation, I have to tell you first."

Seeing Feng Qingyang agree, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly remembered something.

"Although the Wudang sect is located in Wudang Mountain, I have not been to Wudang Mountain because I am the only one in this sect."

"If Senior Feng goes to Wudang Mountain to live in seclusion now, he can only live in the mountains of Wudang Mountain for the time being."

"When the juniors go to Heimuya and the undefeated decisive battle with the East, they will go back to Wudang Mountain to establish a portal. At that time, there will be a place for the seniors to live."

After saying a few words, Zhang Sanfeng himself felt very embarrassed.

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Little friend, I think your Wudang faction is very interesting."

"It's okay, the old man has been living in the mountains for decades in Huashan, and he has been used to it for a long time."

Just don't care.

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it is necessary to seize the time to build a house in Wudang Mountain.

Otherwise, it would be outrageous to accept disciples in the future, but have no place to live.

At this time, it was already dark, so Zhang Sanfeng invited Feng Qingyang to go to the restaurant in the town and ordered a table of good wine and good food.

The two chatted while drinking, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they soon became friends.

Early the next morning, Feng Qingyang went to Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng also left the restaurant, but soon after he left, he felt that someone was secretly following him.

His current internal strength is not what it used to be, and his perception is also extremely keen.

Although the visitor is very careful and has a good kung fu, it is still difficult to escape his perception.

"Come out, friend."

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly and turned his head to look at the place where the person was hiding.

"Famous is worse than meeting, Zhang Sect is really extraordinary."

The visitor was very tall, with black hair and wearing a green shirt.

The long face, with a snow-white complexion and no blood at all, is like a zombie that has just emerged from the grave.

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, it sounded like a bell.

"I went to the head of the Sun Moon God Sect next time, and I met Sect Master Zhang."

It turned out to be mine.

Zhang Sanfeng sneered suddenly.

"The former leader of the Demon Sect, the big devil who everyone on the rivers and lakes called to kill, dared to appear in front of me and let me do it. Are you impatient?"

Ren Wuxing's face suddenly changed.