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After bidding farewell to Fang Yi, Zhang Sanfeng walked into the gate of time and space under Zhun Ti's joyful gaze and embarked on the way home.

"Old thing, it's gone." Jun Ti stared at Zhang Sanfeng's back as he left, tears welling up in his eyes.

In recent days, he was really repaired miserably by Zhang Sanfeng, and he couldn't beat and fight, and he couldn't run away.

And Fang Yi, who he regarded as a savior, was also a divine dragon who could not see the end, and he was so busy

all day that he couldn't find the right time to complain to him.

Fortunately, this old thing is finally going home now, and he can finally pick up his hobby again!

"Snap, snap, snap."

Jun Ti was happy, and suddenly heard Fang Yi behind him clapping his hands to them,

so he subconsciously turned around with all the senior brothers and sisters and faced the teacher.

"Dear disciples, I am very pleased to see that under the teaching of Uncle Zhang, your spiritual outlook has been completely new, and I am very pleased for my teacher."

Fang Yi's gaze slowly swept over the faces of his "beloved disciples", especially on Jun Ti's face for the longest time.

"Impressed by Uncle Zhang's excellent teaching achievements to you, for this reason, I specially tailored a puppet of your Uncle Zhang for you!"

As soon as Fang Yi's words fell, a young Daoist suddenly appeared beside him, both in appearance and momentum, just like Zhang Sanfeng who had just left.

"In addition, in order to ensure the immersive restoration of your Uncle Zhang's teaching course

, this puppet will be directly supplied by me,

in other words, the strength of the puppet is similar to my Buddha-figure."

Fang Yi glanced at Zhun Ti, who was already earthy-colored, and added "intimately".

"Huh?" Jun Ti's eyes were black, his little feet were soft, and he was about to be unable to himself.

......

Wudang Mountain, True Martial Hall.

At this moment, the seven heroes of Wudang, plus Zhang Cuishan's family, were gathering in the hall to practice martial arts and exchange martial arts.

Suddenly, the space before they only met twisted for a while, and then a young Daoist suddenly appeared in front of everyone, startling them.

"Dare to ask who the senior is, why did he come to my Wudang?"

Song Yuanqiao, as the head of the Seven Heroes, saw that this mysterious Taoist did not show hostility at the first time

, so he fixed his mind, clasped his hands into fists, saluted,

and only after doing enough salutes did he slowly inquire about the mysterious Taoist's intentions.

The other six heroes silently stood according to the True Martial Seven Interception Formation, and

then learned the same, like the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao,

and saluted the mysterious Daoist in turn.

The martial arts of this mysterious Daoist in front of him is really terrifying, but their master Zhang Sanfeng is not there, more

is better than less, if you can calm the people,

it is best.

Especially the wife and children of their fifth elder are also here, and if there is really a conflict, it is inevitable that they will have no sword and no eyes.

“...... Oops, I forgot. Seeing his apprentices looking at themselves one by

one, Zhang Sanfeng was stunned at first, and then remembered that he had become an immortal in the Flood Barren World, rejuvenating and rejuvenating,

and couldn't help but squeeze out a few bitter smiles.

"Yuanqiao, it's me, Zhang Sanfeng!" Saying that, Zhang Sanfeng waved his arms and simply drew a tai chi.

Majestic and vast, and the pure and pure qi of Zhongzheng and peace, a yin and yang taiji pattern with a diameter of several meters was sketched in the center of the hall.

“...... Master? Hearing the mysterious Daoist's self-statement, the first reaction of the Wudang Seven Heroes was that he probably had some hallucination.

But when they carefully identified the martial arts performed by the passers, there were vaguely similar faces and accents.

Although I still think it is ridiculous in my heart, I can't find any reason to refute it for a while.

After all, such a majestic and pure pure Yang internal force, and this unique signature Taiji martial arts.

Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, it seems that it is their master Zhang Sanfeng alone.

"Master, you are, you have become an immortal?"

Song Yuanqiao stared at Zhang Sanfeng's face that was now a little younger than himself, in disbelief, but he felt that it seemed reasonable.

Who is their master Zhang Sanfeng? Great masters of martial arts throughout the ages!

Push the martial arts and a jiazi, without meeting the opponent, use absolute strength to fight the first in the world!

If you want to say who is the most like an immortal in this world, the first candidate seems to be only their master, Zhang Sanfeng, right?

"However, now that I have chance, I have already become a true immortal."

Remembering the encounter some time ago, Zhang Sanfeng gave birth to a sigh of emotion.

Who would have thought that after a hundred years of bitter seas, he would one day have a great opportunity

, join the heavens chat group, meet friends from other worlds, see the different scenery of the heavens and worlds,

and become an immortal and get a glimpse of the realm of eternal life.

"Disciple Song Yuanqiao (Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan... Congratulations to Master Venerable on becoming an immortal!

After getting the confirmation news from Zhang Sanfeng's mouth, Song Yuanqiao led the senior brothers to kneel neatly and congratulate Zhang Sanfeng.

On the other side, Yin Susu looked fooled, although since he came to the mountain,

her husband and her husband's brothers had been instilling in him how legendary Zhang Sanfeng really was.

However, manpower is sometimes poor, and no matter how legendary it is, it will not be seen for a few days, and it will become an immortal and live forever!

"Not good, be careful!"

Yin Susu was about to lead his son Zhang Wuji to salute Zhang Sanfeng, but saw Zhang Sanfeng suddenly pale.

With a wave of his sleeve, he swept out several gentle internal forces, pushing the Wudang Seven Heroes and their mother and son into the distance.

At the same time, the sky suddenly turned black, and the wind and clouds were raging, brewing heavy muffled thunder.

"The world, rejecting me?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned, trying his best to sense the message that the will of the world conveyed to him.

"My son, Ru's strength is now too strong, far exceeding the standard of strength I once set,

so he needs to immediately ascend to another higher world."

The world's will is cold and neutral, and the voice that lacks emotional fluctuations echoes in Zhang Sanfeng's sea of knowledge.

Zhang Sanfeng's brows furrowed deeper, there are still his disciples in this world, how can he leave without permission?

Moreover, when did he act in his life, when did he have to be so passive and look at his face?

Xu Yi sensed that Zhang Sanfeng was unhappy, and the world's will considered it again and again, considering that this was an era-level talent

that he had cultivated with all his heart, plus he had Mo Qiang's luck in recent days, so it was not appropriate to force it too quickly, so he finally made a concession.

"I know that Ru still has nostalgia in his heart, so I can suspend the Ascension Period for Ru for a few days, and promise you to take some mortals to ascend with you, is it feasible?"

"Yes, thank you!" Knowing that the World Will had made a very huge concession

, Zhang Sanfeng naturally also knew the current affairs, and he quickly calmed down his good mood and expressed his gratitude to the World Will.

"I didn't think I had just come home and was about to move." After ending the conversation with the will of the world, Zhang Sanfeng landed back to the ground, a little speechless for a while.

He summoned the light curtain of the chat group, ready to try to see if he could ask Fang Yi for a little relevant information.

Zhang Sanfeng: Fang Jushi, come and save me quickly!