I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

He has been walking for many years and has never met an opponent, but now he is comparable to a brocade guard.

And he knows that he is old after all, and if he continues to fight, he will soon fall behind.

Song Yuanqiao was also anxious to watch on the side, and just wanted to help.

Suddenly, only a loud shout was heard.

"Stop, that's Zhang Zhenren!"

When the words fell, I saw a scabbard flying in the air, containing infinite strength, bringing out a sharp whistling sound.

Zhang Sanfeng's face changed drastically, and he immediately retreated.

And that Jinyi Wei Baihu was also forced by the strong wind and retreated one after another.

"Master, are you all right?"

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Sanfeng, but he was anxious, the two fought too fiercely just now, and with his martial arts, he couldn't even intervene.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, but looked at it with a solemn face.

Several people walked over, the leader was strong and powerful, and the scabbard was thrown by him.

Although it was just a blow, Zhang Sanfeng knew that this strong man's martial arts was far above him!

"Good martial arts!"

"Under the command of Xia Jinyiwei, Song Zhong, this is my subordinate, offending Zhang Zhenren for no reason, and making Zhenren laugh."

Song Zhong hugged his fist and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Sanfeng safe and sound.

He happened to be patrolling the vicinity, and when he heard that someone was destroying the road surface of Taisun here, he was immediately furious, so he came to take a look.

Who knew that after coming, some of his subordinates recognized that this old Dao was actually Taoist Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng.

Song Zhong originally didn't care much about what kind of Taoist grandmaster, but His Royal Highness was not the reincarnation of an immortal!

Zhang Sanfeng is a hundred years old, and he is still a Taoist grandmaster, so he can't be favored by his highness.

It's not good to offend.

"It's just a misunderstanding..." Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly, briefly explaining his intentions and misunderstandings.

Song Zhong suddenly realized, turned his face and scolded his subordinates repeatedly: "You are a fool, and if you do it without asking a word, it is simply a disgrace to His Highness." "

Jinyiwei Baihu was also scolding, and repeatedly admitted his mistakes.

"It's okay, it's also poor and reckless..."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed with a bitter smile and said: "I just didn't expect that Jinyiwei has such a master as a hundred households..."

Master?

However, when that brocade guard heard this, he was embarrassed.

Zhang Sanfeng was curious: "What's wrong?" "

"This..." said the hundred households with an embarrassed cough: "Don't hide from the Taoist chief, my little kung fu, in the Jinyiwei hundred households, is only counted down." "

"Just countdown? No, 03 needs to be so humble, right? "

Zhang Sanfeng was suddenly shocked, this kind of kung fu can go sideways in the world.

Is this counting down?

If you count down, what am I?

However, Song Zhong said with a smile: "The Dao Chief misunderstood, this bunchful qualification is average, and after practicing for several months, there is still no progress." "

"Wait a minute!" Song Yuanqiao was also shocked and said: "His kung fu ... Only been practicing for a few months? Are you kidding? "

"No kidding, it's only been a few months." Song Zhong looked sincere.

"This, this..."

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other, shocked for a while.

It's only been a few months of practice.

Can you tie with Zhang Sanfeng?

You know, Zhang Sanfeng has been practicing martial arts for a hundred years!

This is how easy it is to become a martial arts grandmaster.

As a result, you told me that you have only practiced martial arts for a few months, and you can be indistinguishable from Zhang Sanfeng?

It is equivalent to saying that the martial arts that Zhang Sanfeng has practiced for so many years have been in vain, right?

"It's just a three-legged cat kung fu, it's really nothing."

Baihu said sincerely: "Like our commander, he is powerful, far better than me." "

The kung fu of the three-legged cat...

Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth for a while, but he was speechless.

If you are a three-legged cat, then what am I?

Zhang Sanfeng is well-cultivated enough, and his heart is indifferent, but he is extremely confused at the moment.

"Who taught your martial arts?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but look at Song Zhong immediately, and asked with some excitement, no matter who taught it, that person was a real martial arts grandmaster.

He had been immersed in martial arts for many years, and after creating Taijiquan, he was not allowed to advance an inch.

If you can get that grandmaster's guidance, you can't say that you can go further!

"Your Highness." Song Zhong said with some embarrassment:

"I wait for martial arts secrets, all given by His Highness, I waited for many days to study, but I only got the skin, which really wore the grace of His Highness."

"Grandson again?" Zhang Sanfeng was confused again.

Song Yuanqiao next to him is also stupid.

Dumbly turned his head to look at his master: "Master, how can this grandson know everything?" "

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head hesitantly, and was speechless for a while.

Taisun...

Is it him again?

If Song Zhong had said this before, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely not believe it.

A seven-year-old child creates a mysterious martial art that allows people to practice casually for a few months before they can tie with themselves?

It's a fantasy!

But now, after experiencing the conversation with the old farmer, coupled with Song Zhong's endorsement, he had to believe it.

It's just that it's incredible.

He built roads, provided disaster relief, and invented fire bolts and other things.

Now he can even learn martial arts?

That familiar feeling appeared again, Zhu Xiongying seemed to be a treasure trove, it seemed that he could always give unexpected surprises.

It's inscrutable!

Zhang Sanfeng really wanted to know how many secrets he still had!

"Can Poor Dao meet with His Highness to discuss it in detail and ask for advice?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't wait to say.

"Well..."

Song Zhong hesitated slightly, thinking that His Royal Highness didn't seem to have anything to do recently, just tweaking and adjusting the newly acquired maid recently...

There should be time to see people, right?

So he said casually: "Real people come with me." "

Zhang Sanfeng's master and apprentice followed Song Zhong towards the county mansion quickly.

On the way, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't stop talking to Song Zhong and asking for martial arts.

And Song Zhong's casual words made Zhang Sanfeng have a sense of eye-opening.

Just a few words answered the martial arts doubts that had been deposited in his heart for many years.

At present, he admired Song Zhong's martial arts attainments even more.

And according to what Song Zhong said, just like this, he just comprehended the fur in that secret book...

If it weren't for Zhu Xiongying's permission, he couldn't show the original secret code to outsiders, otherwise he could have shown it to him.

This is getting more and more mysterious...

Zhang Sanfeng only felt as if he had opened the door to a new world, and when he wanted to further seek advice, he had already arrived at the back hall of the Yamen.

Song Zhong went in to report, and soon received the news that His Royal Highness happened to be free and allowed them to meet.

And when Zhang Sanfeng walked into the courtyard behind the Yamen and saw Zhu Xiongying, he was stunned.

I saw Zhu Xiongying feeding chickens in the yard.

That's right, it's feeding the chickens.

With a handful of feed in his hand, he spilled it towards the chickens beside him, and there were a few kicks next to him...

What's this inexplicable stuff?

Wrong!

Suddenly, he actually smelled a medicinal fragrance, and when he looked closely, he found that the feed in Zhu Xiongying's hand was a little strange.

That's not fodder... It's a pill!

Each one exudes an incomparable medicinal fragrance, and just by smelling it, I feel that the circulation of qi and blood in the body is much smoother.

That was more than ten times stronger than the best elixir that he had painstakingly refined with all kinds of precious medicinal materials!

And now, Taisun actually feeds chickens with this elixir?

"Cough, His Highness acts eclectically, don't care." Song Zhong was not surprised, and said seriously.

"Oh..."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with some hesitation.

"Your Highness, this is Zhang Sanfeng Zhenren, who is here to help with disaster relief and epidemic prevention."

"Oh?"

Zhu Xiongying only raised his eyes at this time, and looked Zhang Sanfeng up and down a few times with some surprise, and Zhang Sanfeng was even more uncomfortable.

He felt that His Highness was looking at his gaze... It's like you're looking at some sights.

He coughed awkwardly: "Poor Dao Zhang Sanfeng, meet Your Highness." "

"I said Zhang Zhenren."

"Yes."

"Do you have an apprentice named Zhang Wuji?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Huh? Rather... No. Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, and replied a little inexplicably.

"Do you have the Heaven-Relying Sword Dragon Slaying Saber in your hand?"

"The Heavenly Sword is Cao Cao's sword, how can there be such a famous sword in the poor road!"

"Do you know the Persian Holy Daughter, the Purple-shirted Dragon King, and Huang Rong?"

"I don't know anything about the poor road."

"Oh..."

Zhu Xiongying nodded with some regret, sure enough, old man Jin Yong was deceptive.

Calculate the time, even if there is really Huang Rong and she is still alive, now she is afraid that she is more than a hundred years old...

It's a pity.

Zhang Sanfeng was even more confused by Zhu Xiongying, so he had to look at the group of chickens and say, "Why would His Highness feed the chickens with such precious elixir?" "

"Nothing to cherish, just the scraps of alchemy."

Zhu Xiongying didn't care, and casually sprinkled those pills, and those chickens immediately pecked and ate their stomachs.

"Alchemy scraps?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned again, such a good pill, is it actually just a scrap of alchemy?

Heartache.

At this moment, even with Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation, he only felt a sense of heartache.

After refining his own elixir, he collected it all preciously, and only when he encountered a last resort, he was willing to take it out and use it.

People Zhu Xiongying took it to feed the chickens...

This man is more mortal than man.

"This is a rare good elixir, why does His Highness use it to feed chickens?"

Song Yuanqiao also can't understand on the side, such a good thing feeds chickens ... How good it is for me, if it weren't for someone here, he would even want to eat it.

"This..." Zhu Xiongying glanced at the chickens in disgust: "I was still wondering, try the spirit of this elixir, can I let them learn to play basketball, it seems that it still can't work." "

"What is basketball?"

Song Yuanqiao was confused.

"It's similar to Keju, a fun thing, that is, one with the hands, the other with the feet..."

Zhu Xiongying was too lazy to explain, originally he was just trying the spirituality of this leftover.

Now it seems that spirituality is still not enough, even if it is fed for another two and a half years, it is impossible for these chickens to learn basketball.

So he simply threw all those pills in the chickens under Song Yuanqiao's heart-wrenching gaze, and then took Zhang Sanfeng and the others into the study.

After the three sat down, Song Zhong was busy serving tea and pouring water.

Zhang Sanfeng asked a little impatiently:

"Dare to ask Your Highness, where did you learn the little blue pills you gave to the disaster victims? It's so mysterious! "

"That's it."

Zhu Xiongying said indifferently: "It was given by the immortals in my dream." "

"Immortals, immortals?" Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were both shocked.

Zhang Sanfeng was even a little gaffe: "What does that immortal look like?" "

"That... One is tall and one is short, the short one has curly hair and often holds a lit wormwood in his mouth, and the short one is a small black fat man with peach heart-shaped hair. "

"This... Really fake? "

What Zhang Sanfeng asked for in his life was nothing more than the immortal path, but after a hundred years of cultivation, he traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, and he never saw a single immortal hair.

And the immortal who couldn't ask for it himself, Zhu Xiongying actually dreamed directly?

What's going on here?!

"Of course it's true! They still sing ditties! Zhu Xiongying looked serious.

"Ditty? What ditties? Song Yuanqiao was shocked and inexplicable.

"Daring, do you still want His Highness to sing you a little song?" Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly reprimanded.

"It's nothing, it's the one singing... The tip of the peach leaf is pointed, and the willow leaf covers the sky, and in his place, this Ming Grandfather, listen carefully to what I say... Well, the latter one forgot. Zhu Xiongying said casually.

"This..."

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned.

Originally, he was also a little surprised, but now seeing what Zhu Xiongying said has a nose and eyes, he had to believe it for a while.

How can anyone make up lies and make up little songs?

And looking at this grandson along the way, he can be called a gentleman, his character is flawless, and he will definitely not lie to himself an old man.

Is it really taught by immortals?

"What immortals sing ditties... Is this a serious immortal? "

And Song Yuanqiao next to him couldn't help but mutter.

Immortals who sing ditties... This completely broke his imagination of immortals, fairy wind Dao bones.

"You can't say that!"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a serious face:

"It's normal for immortals to act and be eclectic, my Taoist immortal, Pure Yang Ancestor Lu Dongbin, isn't it also playing with a dongjiao in the world?"

"Oh..."

337 Song Yuanqiao nodded with some doubt.

Well...... I still don't think it's a serious song.

Zhang Sanfeng continued to ask, "Then this asphalt road..."

"Taught by the immortals."

"The law of epidemic prevention?"

"Immortal teaching."

"The way of disaster relief rich peasants?"

"Immortals..."

After this question, Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were both speechless.

The co-author immortal is your slave.

Everything is taught to you, this is afraid that the coffin book is given, right?

And the two of them are serious Taoist priests, who have been worshipping Sanqing for so many years, but they have no guidance!

"Immortals are unfair."

Song Yuanqiao was almost in tears.

This immortal has a bit of a conscience, and does not take care of his own people at all!

I won't say anything if you teach Zhu Xiongying so much, so that you can also give your own apprentices and grandchildren a dream."

After so many years of incense, it has been white.

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed with complicated faces: "Immortals act really unpredictably. "

Then he looked at Zhu Xiongying enviously: "But it is also His Highness's innate immortal relationship." "

It is not for nothing that the immortals taught, such as Jiang Ziya of the Western Zhou Dynasty, which is said to have been taught by Yuan Shi Tianzun, such as Zhang Jiao in the late Han Dynasty, and was given the Book of Heaven.

For example, Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty was given a letter of war by the Nine Heavenly Xuannu.

But they all just get a little benefit.

And now.

So many good things, the immortals gave them to Zhu Xiongying.

It's just envious, jealous, hateful.

The world says that he is very immortal and can live a hundred years.

But now it seems that even if it is himself, plus Jiang Ziya, Li Jing and those people, compared with Zhu Xiongying, his own blessing is really nothing...

"What immortal relationship is deep, it is clear that my Royal Highness himself is the reincarnation of an immortal."

Song Zhong is a little unhappy, my own highness can kill people with a sword, I will talk nonsense?

How could it be done without the reincarnation of an immortal?

"It's possible."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a deep groan, it was really possible, if it weren't for the relationship of the immortals, how could he get so many benefits?

It can't be said that Zhu Xiongying was really an immortal in his previous life, and the two Tuomeng immortals who gave him benefits were his friends in his previous life...

"Then these martial arts that you taught to Jinyiwei were also taught by immortals?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

"That's right." Zhu Xiongying glanced at him appreciatively, and he would answer it.

"That martial art is really wonderful, and there are many puzzles in the poor road..." Zhang Sanfeng stopped talking again.

"Want to learn?" Zhu Xiongying smiled: "I'll teach you." "

"This... Can it really work? Immortals don't blame? Zhang Sanfeng said in shock.

"Of course not."

Zhu Xiongying just smiled faintly, he looked at this Sanfeng well, this villain also came to help himself relieve the victims.

This is equivalent to helping the Zhu family stabilize the world, teaching him is nothing, and those martial arts are not worth anything.

"That poor road thanks Your Highness!" Zhang Sanfeng was extremely grateful, he was worried about what taboos were there, who knew that Zhu Xiongying was so cheerful!

Teaching such peerless martial arts is a blessing of reconstruction.

Do you want to recognize him as a master yourself?.

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