Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"By the way, how did you get chased to Tianshan Mountain by these Tartars?"

"In today's world, the troops of the Mongolian and Yuan courts are strong, and the situation in the martial arts world is in jeopardy. When we travel in the rivers and lakes, as long as we are met by Tartar soldiers, we will naturally chase them everywhere."

Jin Si froze for a moment, as if in the original book, the Mongolian and Yuan courts should have almost defeated themselves in this period.

In the later period, the martial arts forces were stronger than each other, and no one dared to urinate on the face of the Yuan court.

Is it because the original plot is still ten years away?

Jin Si calculated the time, and it was 77 years from the end of Shendiao to the beginning of Yitian. When he left this world last time, he had a second child with the first talent, that is, 16 years before the end of Shendiao.

Then it was 1993, and it is only 83 years now.

"Who among you is Zhang Cuishan?"

"The junior is Zhang Cuishan, what advice can the senior have?"

"never mind."

Sure enough, he was still a young man less than twenty years old.

During this period, Wudang and his like should have been the top in the world.

Let's not talk about the background, the strength on the surface should be on par with Shaolin.

"What are you doing here in Tianshan?"

"My master was wounded by the firearms of the Tartars. I will come to Tianshan to find a miracle medicine to heal my master."

"Your master? Zhang Sanfeng? Are you kidding me? What level is Lao Zhang? Can he be injured by a firearm?"

Did the Tartars take a Vulcan cannon?

If it is the Vulcan cannon, we have nothing to say.

"The Tatars have a kind of firearm, which is very powerful. It will not only explode, but also cause serious internal injuries and blood oozing from the skin. Half a year ago, I followed Master down the mountain. Master saw the Tatar soldiers massacring the village, and immediately intercepted it. The group of Tartars, and then the Tartars who fled called for reinforcements, and bombarded Master with a cannon. Master had blocked the cannon with magical skills in the past, but he was seriously injured that time. In the past six months, not only did he not cultivate well, but The injuries are getting worse."

Jin Si rubbed his chin, this symptom...why does it feel like nuclear radiation?

no kidding

Meng Yuan made a nuclear weapon?

This should be impossible, right?

Unless... it's an intruder! ! !

I'll go, if you think about it this way, it seems really possible.

Although it is impossible to buy nuclear weapons in the mall.

But if there are one or two who have mastered the knowledge points, even as long as they have found the raw materials for nuclear weapons.

Then mix it with some gunpowder, not to mention increasing the power, it is a nightmare for all martial arts people.

Such things as nuclear radiation are really not something that ordinary people can bear.

But all flesh and blood have to kneel in the face of nuclear radiation.

So it seems, because of the intervention of the intruder.

As a result, Meng Yuan's strength is unprecedentedly strong.

Although there are intruders in their camp.

But at most they are mixed in the sect.

You can't engage in weapon development in the sect.

Thinking about it this way, Jin Si felt dizzy.

Really want to compare according to the current strength.

How will the Tartars be expelled ten years later?

No, Zhang Sanfeng cannot die.

He is a leader.

As soon as he died, the Central Plains Wulin was completely in despair.

"The old man happens to be good at medicine."

"Senior, please come out of the mountain and save your benefactor." Song Yuanqiao immediately knelt down and asked Jin Si for help.

"Is your Wudang Mountain rich in products?"

"what?"

"Ah, you mean no, right?"

"Yes, yes." Song Yuanqiao didn't care so much at this time: "Wudang has developed a little bit of money so far. If seniors like it, Wudang will give everything it has."

"Look at what you said, am I someone who will be moved by money?"

"Hehe...of course not, senior is so righteous, so naturally he treats money like dung."

"Well, it seems that you understand me."

...

Jiaozhou City——

Ouyang Feng just drank a bowl of meat porridge.

Suddenly his expression changed, and he smashed the bowl on the ground.

"This porridge is poisonous!" Ouyang Feng was furious.

When he was 'young', he was an expert in using poison.

As soon as he ate the meat porridge, he realized something was wrong.

Ouyang Feng pulled the servant beside him.

"Is it the meat porridge you prepared?"

"Ah...Master...Master is not me, but the eldest son Yuexiu, he said he wanted to cook porridge for you...then...then let the villain bring it over."

Ouyang Feng's expression was uncertain, he pushed the servant away and strode out the door.

The eldest son Yuexiu in the servant's mouth is his official disciple.

I felt pitiful for the dolls I picked up on the side of the road back then.

But after being by my side for more than 20 years, I also developed feelings.

Only then did he officially accept him as a disciple.

Originally, he was already Ouyang Feng's appointed successor.

Yuexiu is now in charge of almost all affairs within the Qiankun Ruyi Gate.

So he never believed that Yuexiu would poison himself.

Ouyang Feng said to the disciples beside him: "Yue Xiu, call Yue Xiu over."

"Yes, sect master." As soon as the sect man bowed, he suddenly stabbed at Ouyang Feng's old waist.

Ouyang Feng has such martial arts skills that he can be stabbed by this person.

Even if it is inadvertently, it is just a casual shot.

The dagger in the doorman's hand fell to the ground.

Ouyang Feng clasped his five fingers together and pinched the doorman's head.

"why?"

clatter——

At this moment, dozens of archers suddenly appeared on the wall of the courtyard.

All the archers gripped the special thundering bows of the Mongolian and Yuan courts tightly, and held the thundering arrows.

Ouyang Feng's expression was serious, these archers were all Tartar soldiers.

At this time, a crowd of familiar and unfamiliar figures filed in from outside the door.

All of them are his disciples, and the leader among them is Yuexiu, his closed disciple.

"Yuexiu, what do you mean?"

"Master, can't you see this?"

Yue Xiu wore a white shirt, held a folding fan, and had an understated smile on his face.

"How can I be sorry for you as a teacher? Do you want to treat me like this?"

"Master, you are very capable of living. It's fine in the past, but now you have improved a lot in martial arts, and you have also practiced the art of rejuvenation. I'm afraid I won't be able to live without you. When will I be able to survive?"

Ouyang Feng laughed angrily: "Yuexiu, as a teacher, I have already decided to pass on the Qiankun Ruyi Gate to you in the past two years, how could you be so impatient."

"Master, it's too late to say these things now, I don't care about Qiankun Ruyi Gate anymore." Yuexiu said calmly, "I'm now the military commander of the court, and I'm dealing with Jianghu affairs full-time, and you, Master, are my disciples." the nomination certificate."

"Haha...well, well...you are indeed the disciple I taught. If you just betrayed the teacher, in view of the many years of friendship, the teacher will not care about you, but if you take refuge in the court of the Tartars, being a teacher is a forgiveness. I am afraid that some people will not forgive you."

"Master, if you hand over the Nine Suns Divine Art and the Eight Desolation Master's Sovereign Art, you are at the end of your rope."

"The more you cultivate, the more you cultivate, do you really think that you can really take away the head of the master with these chickens and dogs?"