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Chapter 99 Junior Brother Wuji, this Sunflower Book... [Please subscribe]

On Wudang Mountain, the breeze is warm.

It's a good time to practice Qigong.

In front of Zixiao Palace, several disciples were practicing martial arts. Under the leadership of a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, they mastered a set of boxing techniques to perfection.

"I have practiced so much that my body resembles the shape of a crane. Two scriptures are written under a thousand pines. When I come to ask questions, I can only say, "The clouds are in the sky and the water is in the bottle."

These four lines of poetry describe the essence of Wudang's Songhe Boxing Technique, which is as tall and straight as a pine and as graceful as a crane. You need to practice hard to avoid losing the reputation of Wudang. "

The middle-aged man's steps are steady, his voice is full of vitality, and his body has an air of air. It is everyone's happiest thing to have him personally practice the essence of Songhe Boxing.

As for the Songhe Boxing method he practices, it is both an external skill and an internal skill. Therefore, although it is a boxing method, it can also be used to practice internal skills.

There are many Wudang Kung Fu techniques, but following the Taoist principles, most of the Kung Fu techniques are neutral and peaceful. Although this Songhe Boxing technique is time-consuming and slow to produce results.

But the wonderful thing is that there is no danger of going too far during practice. The further you go, the faster your internal strength will advance. When facing the enemy, every move will be naturally accompanied by internal strength. This is the magical skill created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang.

Most of the disciples of the third generation practice this skill.

As for the middle-aged man who leads the disciples to practice, it is none other than Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang who has long been famous in the world!

In the past one or two decades, Wudang founder Zhang Sanfeng has been practicing in seclusion all year round and does not participate in the management of the sect. Most of the affairs of the sect are managed by his disciple Song Yuanqiao.

Although Song Yuanqiao is not the leader of Wudang yet, as the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, he is gentle and elegant, and always tries his best to help others when they ask for help.

Song Yuanqiao was a steady and down-to-earth man, yet modest and elegant. He had the demeanor of a gentleman, and his reputation and status in the world was far higher than that of ordinary sect leaders.

Managing the sect affairs on behalf of Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao rarely led his disciples to practice martial arts in these years. Today, he took a break from his busy schedule and acted on a whim.

As the saying goes, you can become a teacher by reviewing the past and learning the new. This is the case with Wudang Kung Fu. The more you practice, the more you can understand its essence, and you can often understand more of its true meaning.

Song Yuanqiao practiced boxing and kicking, all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and the gloomy atmosphere that he had spent for many days dealing with sect affairs, eliminating friction with the Shaolin Temple, looking for his junior disciples, and dealing with a generation of Hubei thieves was gone.

Suddenly, Song Yuanqiao glanced out of the corner of his eye.

But when three generations of disciples were practicing their martial arts seriously, a young man with a disheveled Taoist robe lying on a mat was lying in the corner.

With all four legs in the air, he was sleeping soundly.

Song Yuanqiao was furious. He crossed the crowd in three steps and came to the young man to see his face. Instantly, the three corpses jumped with anger and their hands and feet trembled.

It turned out to be his biological son.

The leader of the three generations of Wudang disciples, Song Qingshu.

"evil creature!"

A loud voice echoed from Wudang Mountain for a long time, and then Song Yuanqiao, who had always had a gentle temper, flew up and hit Song Qingshu on the hip.

But he saw Song Qingshu rolling several times in the air, and then lying down in the grass. After a while, a face that seemed to be awake but not awake, with a confused look, came out.

"Dad, why did you kick me?"

Song Qingshu saw Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "You traitor! How many times have I told you that you must call me master in formal occasions!"

Song Qingshu curled his lips.

Song Yuanqiao scolded you so sternly that he couldn't stop at all, "Look at how lazy you are. It's not like a master practicing kung fu and an apprentice sleeping. I'll punish you by going to the Sutra Pavilion to copy the scriptures a hundred times. You won't be allowed to eat until you finish copying!"

Song Qingshu was about to speak when someone suddenly came over. It was the little Taoist boy who was serving Zhang Sanfeng. He stopped Song Yuanqiao and said, "Master, please wait a moment. Please let me go to Grand Master first. Grand Master said that he has something to talk to." explain."

Song Yuanqiao's anger subsided a little, and he glared at Song Qingshu and said: "Since master is looking for trouble, why don't you go quickly? You also need to tidy up your clothes. How can you look so sloppy!"

Song Qingshu muttered, "Master Tai probably wasn't much better than me back then. The key is that he didn't have a tolerant father like me..."

"Evil! What did you say?"

"Oh, let's go, let's go. Grand Master is waiting in a hurry. That's a sin!" Song Qingshu quickly pulled the little Taoist boy towards Zhang Sanfeng's retreat.

During this period, Song Qingshu did not forget to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Thankfully, junior brother, you came in time, otherwise I would have gone to copy scriptures."

The Taoist boy smiled broadly and said, "Senior brother, too. You know that your uncle is the harshest to you, so why do you dare to make him angry?"

It is strange to say that Song Yuanqiao's son had always been very well-behaved and very talented two and a half years ago. He was very proficient in Wudang martial arts and practiced hard. Song Yuanqiao had always been proud of him.

For some reason, he suffered a serious illness two and a half years ago. He was still ill after seven or eight days, so Song Yuanqiao was so anxious that he made an exception and asked Master Zhang Sanfeng to come out for treatment.

Zhang Sanfeng took Song Qingshu to him for diagnosis and treatment. He gradually improved in less than half a month, and his body became stronger day by day.

After this illness, his personality changed a lot. He lost the enthusiasm for practicing in the past and often fell asleep. Song Yuanqiao thought that he had just recovered from a serious illness, so he should not be too scolded.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu became more and more detached from then on, playing in the mountains, wandering around, and never practiced with three generations of disciples.

Song Yuanqiao complained a lot and was ready to control him, but he didn't expect that after this child changed his personality, he became very popular with Zhang Sanfeng and often called him over for advice.

In addition, Song Yuanqiao was in charge of the sect's affairs, and over time he didn't pay much attention to it. Who would have thought that he would accidentally become interested today, only to see his originally well-behaved son turn into such a lazy look.

On the other side, look at Song Qingshu again.

He didn't care about Song Yuanqiao's scolding.

After all, he is no longer the Song Qingshu before, but Zhang Jingyun who came from another world and broke through the mysterious barrier between heaven and earth.

Zhang Jingyun looked at everything in front of him.

"Unconsciously, it has been two and a half years... My status is much better than that of Yue Buqun. I am the third-generation chief disciple of Wudang, one of the two super sects in the world!"

Zhang Jingyun completely replaced Song Qingshu's identity. Compared with Yue Buqun, who was only accompanied by Ning Zhongze after the Huashan Sect sword fight, Song Qingshu's situation was much better.

It can even be said that it is perfect.

There is no need to work hard like Yue Buqun to manage the sect and revive the reputation of Huashan, because today's Wudang Sect has achieved its ultimate level.

Even if Shaolin Temple dare not say that it is superior to Wudang and is said to be on an equal footing, it is because Zhang Sanfeng remembers the kindness of Master Jue Yuan in teaching his martial arts.

In addition, except for Feng Qingyang, all the ancestors of the Qing generation above Yue Buqun died in the battle of sword energy, so they had no backers at all.

As for Song Qingshu, the Seven Heroes of Wudang standing above him are already powerful in the world, and Song Yuanqiao's identity is equal to that of Xiang Ping, the head of the famous sect.

The higher it gets, the better it gets.

Zhang Sanfeng, a monument in the martial arts arena and an insurmountable mountain, was already the most powerful person in the martial arts world more than seventy years ago.

Nowadays, I don’t even know how strong Zhang Sanfeng is, just because all the powerful enemies back then were killed by Zhang Sanfeng, and he never had any opponents.

Zhang Sanfeng can almost be called the number one young man after Bodhidharma. Even Huang Shang and Wang Chongyang are far behind him.

The second-generation disciples are all powerful in the world, and the Wudang Patriarch is the best in the world today. Zhang Jingyun doesn't know what else he has to work hard for.

Doesn’t it smell good when you lie flat?

At most, he can take some time off to study his own martial arts, so Zhang Jingyun's mentality is completely free, free from any constraints, and free and easy.

As for what to do next.

Completing system tasks, stirring up troubles, or planning magical skills were not what a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child at that time should do.

Yes, two and a half years of leisurely life passed.

Zhang Jingyun is only sixteen years old now. Counting the time, Zhang Wuji is probably rushing back from Binghuo Island at this time.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng’s 100th birthday is coming soon.

Now, everything hasn't started yet.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Jingyun had already arrived at the place where Zhang Sanfeng's retreat was located deep in the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain. It was densely covered with trees and shaded by greenery. There was no sound at all except for the occasional chirping of birds.

Next to Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng's little Taoist boy stopped immediately. He only served Zhang Sanfeng and only served food. Normally, he would not go in and disturb him if nothing important happened.

Zhang Jingyun gently opened the door and walked in. What he saw was a tall old man with a ruddy complexion and white beard and hair.

This person is Zhang Sanfeng, the number one person in the martial arts world today. He is wearing a purple shirt and has broad eyebrows, especially a pair of eyes that are particularly crystal clear.

Zhang Jingyun feels more and more that Zhang Sanfeng is a bit younger than he was two and a half years ago, especially his skin, which is about to turn 100 years old, without a single wrinkle.

"Qing Shu pays homage to Grand Master!"

Zhang Jingyun was about to kneel on the ground and kowtow when suddenly, like a gust of wind, Zhang Sanfeng appeared in front of Zhang Jingyun the next second.

"Okay, okay, don't put in so much red tape. Your father is not here. Come and see if this is what you said."

Zhang Sanfeng's face was glowing red and he pulled Zhang Jingyun away. When he came to the desk, Zhang Jingyun saw a black lump of ointment with a delicate fragrance placed on it.

"Oh? When did Grand Master go to the Western Regions?" Zhang Jingyun was slightly surprised, then he lit a little ointment and put it on his hand, smoothing it and feeling it carefully.

"Of course it's when you're sleeping."

Zhang Sanfeng joked that everyone on Wudang Mountain knew about Zhang Jingyun's sleeping skills, and only Song Yuanqiao was the last to know.

Others thought that Zhang Jingyun was favored by Zhang Sanfeng, and they all consciously or unconsciously helped Zhang Jingyun to smooth things over. That's why Song Yuanqiao didn't pursue Zhang Jingyun in the past two and a half years.

Zhang Jingyun smoothed the ointment.

After smelling it repeatedly and then feeling its medicinal power, Zhang Jingyun was able to judge the efficacy of the ointment in an instant with his perfect skills in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Yes, it's black jade intermittent ointment, not poisonous!" Zhang Jingyun said firmly, with a rare look of excitement on the latter's face.

"I have tested the efficacy of the medicine. Break the rooster's legs and apply ointment the size of a fingernail. It will be completely healed in a day or two. Just make sure it is not poisonous."

Zhang Sanfeng was completely relieved.

Nearly a hundred years old, Zhang Sanfeng asked himself that there was nothing in this world that could tie him down. His martial arts reached its peak, his sect flourished, and his life was complete.

However, there are still two things that have always been a thorn in his heart. Even Zhang Sanfeng is brooding. The first is that the third disciple Yu Daiyan has all his bones and bones and his martial arts is completely useless. The second is that the fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan has disappeared for ten years.

Among them, Yu Daiyan was particularly miserable.

Ten years ago, Yu Daiyan was killing thieves in the arena. He accidentally learned about the appearance of the Dragon Slaying Sword. Seeing many people snatching the Dragon Slaying Sword and dying, Yu Daiyan decided to take it back to Wudang for preservation.

Unexpectedly, a lot of trouble arose, and someone plotted against him. On the way back to Wudang, he was also used by the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions to abolish his martial arts with the power of the Vajra Finger.

Now Yu Daiyan has been paralyzed for ten years.

The former Three Heroes of Wudang became today's cripples, which was a huge blow to Yu Daiyan. Even at the age of 100, Zhang Sanfeng was still trying his best to cure Yu Daiyan.

Fortunately, there is always a way out.

Zhang Sanfeng finally got the news about Black Jade Intermittent Cream, and even learned about the origin of the person who hurt Yu Daiyan, so Zhang Sanfeng went down the mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng has not been to Wudang Mountain for decades. He did not hesitate at all for Yu Daiyan. Looking at Jin Yong's martial arts world, Lao Zhang is the best to his apprentices.

"The Vajra Gate..."

Zhang Jingyun couldn't help but ask.

"Those evildoers are not in the Vajra Sect. Even though I know where they are, it's not easy to kill them. I killed all the other villains in the Vajra Sect in one fell swoop."

Zhang Sanfeng said it calmly.

Anyone who thinks that Zhang Sanfeng will not lose his temper is totally wrong. Zhang Sanfeng's good temper is only towards his own people.

Whoever breaks his bottom line.

The consequences are also simple, just one person.

"I have retrieved the black jade intermittent anointing master. Shouldn't you fulfill your promise and tell me how you know these secrets?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Jingyun with burning eyes. He suddenly fell into a coma two and a half years ago. Song Yuanqiao and others were helpless, and finally alerted Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng personally inspected Zhang Jingyun's physical condition and was shocked to find that an extremely tyrannical force was wreaking havoc in his body.

The meridians were completely destroyed, and both the Ren and Du meridians were broken. On the Jianghu, this was an injury ten times more serious than Yu Daiyan's.

But Zhang Jingyun somehow still had life in his body, and could even resist the destruction of that force. Zhang Sanfeng was really puzzled.

Moreover, he didn't understand how such a change could happen in Song Qingshu's body at such an old age. Although he didn't understand, he still went to rescue him.

That alien power was the most difficult thing he had ever seen. It took half an hour to get rid of it. At this time, Zhang Jingyun also began to slowly recover.

The meridians in the body are recovering automatically.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't understand this strange phenomenon. There were many healing techniques in the world, and the most powerful one was undoubtedly Duan's Yiyang Finger in the past, but I had never heard of a technique that could repair meridians so quickly.

Zhang Jingyun was confused for a while.

Although he broke the gate of heaven and earth and traveled across the world again, the tyrannical power of heaven and earth still caused serious injuries to his body.

Fortunately, with the golden pupil, the spiritual energy was automatically repaired, and he was in a stalemate with that power for a while. It was not until Zhang Sanfeng removed the power that he completely recovered.

Then he accepted all Song Qingshu's memories. At this point, Zhang Jingyun also knew where he was and who the old man with white hair and childlike face was in front of him.

Zhang Sanfeng's concern and the integration of his new identity made Zhang Jingyun understand that he had an inseparable connection with the Wudang Clan...

Seeing Zhang Jingyun's silence, Zhang Sanfeng continued: "When I arrived at the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions, none of the masters in our sect knew about the black jade discontinuous ointment. Only a few eminent monks knew that it was a sacred object in the sect."

So here comes the problem.

How old was Song Qingshu? How did he know?

Zhang Jingyun pondered for a moment. Sooner or later, he would tell Zhang Sanfeng about this black jade intermittent ointment. He could make up a few reasons. It was nothing more than walking down the mountain twice and saying that he accidentally saw it in an ancient book somewhere.

But for some reason, when he first saw him, Zhang Jingyun had a feeling that he would definitely be found out if he made up lies in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

This feeling is not an illusion.

Zhang Jingyun has practiced Neijiaquan and reached the state of divine transformation. He has already been exposed to the sixth sense and can feel the cicada before the autumn wind moves.

It is an exaggeration to say that one knows the future.

But in some aspects the perception is indeed far beyond that of ordinary people.

And who is Zhang Sanfeng?

Inner boxing was developed by Zhang Sanfeng. At such a high level, one might be able to tell at a glance whether others are lying.

Zhang Jingyun then asked Zhang Sanfeng to go to the Diamond Gate first, wait until he found the black jade intermittent paste, and then try to fool him to see if it was what he guessed.

After thinking about it, Zhang Jingyun said: "It's strange to say it. Grand Master may think it's ridiculous, but some memories appear inexplicably in his mind..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng said excitedly: "So, this is a great opportunity to unlock Su Hui, the wisdom from past lives.

This has long been said in Buddhism.

Su Hui will show up when encountering opportunities in this life. This is innate wisdom and innate wisdom. No wonder you are silent. This is really difficult to understand!

But the old Taoist has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen any strange things. He has wisdom in his past life. If you believe it, there will be it. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing. If it happens, then this is a good thing. "

Zhang Jingyun opened his mouth...

This ability of brainstorming is faster than his current compilation.

"As expected of Grand Master, you can explain such a mysterious matter clearly in just a few words. It should be exactly what you thought."

Zhang Jingyun said immediately.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly became interested and asked Zhang Jingyun: "Starting Su Hui has a bright future, and it is most suitable for cultivating the ancient Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.

Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is best practiced in a child's body. Although one can achieve success in practicing it after losing one's body, it loses its purity.

Your muscles and bones are already mature, and I didn’t want to pass it on to you at first, but the people who have opened Su Hui are extraordinary. Do you want to learn and give it a try? "

Zhang Jingyun said, "Thank you so much, Master."

Zhang Jingyun has long heard the name of the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu. The Nine Suns Magic Kung is highly praised in the world. However, Zhang Sanfeng’s self-created Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is more pure than the internal force of the Nine Suns Kung Fu. Wouldn’t it be a pity not to learn it?

After Zhang Sanfeng taught the formula of Chunyang Wuji Kung Fu, he brought the black jade intermittent ointment to treat Yu Daiyan's injuries. He probably couldn't wait any longer.

There is no need for Zhang Jingyun to go there.

With Zhang Sanfeng in Yu Daiyan, he will soon recover, and he should also consider his future path. It won't be long before Zhang Wuji's family comes back.

The Wu-Tang Clan will also have many twists and turns as a result.

Zhang Jingyun sighed, "Beautiful women are good, but they can also bring a lot of trouble. In order to make this world less troublesome, you should surrender yourself to those beautiful women who cause disasters!"

As for Zhang Wuji!

There were so many women around him who couldn't find a home, so it was better not to provoke them. When Zhang Wuji was injured by the Xuanming Divine Palm and his life was in danger, he only needed a technique that could cultivate the inner strength of Zhiyang to remove the cold poison from his body.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Zhang Jingyun happens to have a magical skill.

Zhang Jingyun could even think of the situation that day, "Junior Brother Wuji, I have a Sunflower Book that can help you resolve the Xuanming Divine Palm!"

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