The Path of Evolution

"Who is this master here? He is so majestic. Why do you hide your head and show your tail and suddenly shoot cold arrows?"

Hearing Zhao Hao's loud shout, a hearty laughter came from the valley:

"Haha, I'm a poor Taoist. I'm afraid that Tang will raise his hand. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

Accompanied by loud laughter, a tall old Taoist priest walked out of the valley mouth.

That Taoist had a very strange appearance, with a pointed forehead, a thin neck, a broad chest, long legs, and round eyes and big ears. He was not in the same line as the Taoist priest with an immortal air.

I don't know how long it had been since the Taoist had washed his hair. The bun on his head was crooked, a bit like a bird's nest. The Taoist robe he was wearing had not been washed for who knows how many years, and the original color could no longer be distinguished. It was simply stained with the dust of history.

The most different thing from ordinary Taoists is that the old Taoist priest has a wine gourd hanging on his waist.

As soon as he walked out of the valley, he couldn't help but pick up the wine gourd and take a sip.

From all this distance, Zhao Hao could smell the smell of alcohol coming from the old Taoist priest.

Although the old Taoist priest looked down and out, Xiao Zhao did not dare to be careless at all.

As the saying goes: A sloppy old man loves to drink, and he is a master at first glance!

In all martial arts novels and fairy tale novels, any old Taoist priest with this style is definitely the legendary master, master, master.

As soon as the Taoist priest appeared, he had a keep-real aura that made people feel Peace-and-Love.

To describe it in hip-hop terms, anyone who sees him will spontaneously have a sense of respect...

Zhao Hao's eyes widened, but he didn't see the true state of the old Taoist priest, and he couldn't help but feel wary.

You must know that Princess Xiang is still waiting for him in the valley, and I don’t know what the old Taoist did to Princess Xiang.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Hao decided to be polite first and then fight: "My lord, Zhao Hao, may I ask how you respect Gao's name?"

The old Taoist priest was very cooperative: "I am a poor Taoist, Zhang Quanyi."

Zhao Hao was startled. He had never heard of this name, but it was somewhat familiar.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Zhao finally remembered that he had seen this name in an ancient book in the Xinzhong University Library.

Zhang Quanyi, also known as Zhang Junbao, Taoist name Sanfeng!

In China, this person has too many world-shattering titles, such as the ancestor of inner boxing, the ancestor of Tai Chi, the master of martial arts, and the ancestor of Longxing calligraphy.

According to folk rumors, this big boss lived longer than Peng Zu. It is said that Zhang Sanfeng was born in Liaodong in the seventh year of Emperor Lizong Chunyou of the Song Dynasty (1247 AD). He passed the civil and military examinations at the age of 14, served as the magistrate of Boling County at the age of 18, and resigned as a monk in 1280 AD. He practiced Taoism and worshiped Huolong Zhenren as his teacher. His whereabouts are still uncertain. He appeared in Mount Emei during the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty (1821-1850).

This is a legendary land god with various domineering and cool titles. Emperor Huizong of the Yuan Dynasty named him the "Loyal and Filial God"; Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty named him "The Sixth Patriarch of the Yulong Dynasty Hidden in the Immortal Residence of the Immortal Residence to Transform the Xuwei Pudu Tianzun"; Ming Xian Zongte was titled "Taoguang Shangzhi True Immortal"; Ming Shizong gave him the title of "Qingxu Yuanmiao True Monarch"; Ming Xizong was titled "Feilong Xianhua Hongrenji Zhenjun".

A person's arrogance to this extent is enough to be remembered for eternity.

Zhao Hao was lucky, he saw with his own eyes this figure who was more legendary than the legend.

He had met some legendary strong men before, but his feelings were not strong. To put it bluntly, he lacked a sense of immersion. But Zhang Sanfeng is different. Since Zhao Hao was influenced by "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng" and "Eternal Dragon Sword" as a child, he has admired this super master and had a strong feeling when he saw him. When he heard for the first time that Zhang Sanfeng was one of the Three Supreme Beings of Donghua, Xiao Zhao even felt a sense of national pride in his heart.

"It turns out it's Senior Zhang. I've admired you for a long time, but I've lost my respect." Xiao Zhao politely bowed his hands as a junior, but he didn't forget about business. He then asked, "Senior, why are you here?"

"Does this place belong to you? Is it possible that I can't come?" Zhang Sanfeng was indeed very real and responded as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Senior, of course, can come. However, a relative of this junior is doing cultivation in the valley. I wonder if she is well now?" Zhao Hao said politely and deliberately increased the volume. It had the charm of a lion's roar and spread the voice into the valley. .

Before Zhang Sanfeng could answer, a female voice full of surprise came from deep in the valley: "Master?!"

Along with the beautiful sound, a flash of pink flashed out from the valley.

It's still the same person, still in the same peach red skirt, but the difference is that today's Princess Xiang has the aura of a powerful person.

Zhao Hao could tell at a glance that the number of True Essence Pearls in Xiangjun's main body had reached 899, which was still the peak of eight stars!

Probably as her realm improved, her natal skirt also evolved, becoming more and more dazzling.

Xiao Zhao was confused. More than two months ago, wasn't Princess Xiang only at the four-star level? How did she improve?

He couldn't understand the situation at all. The cultivation of the demon race was more difficult than that of the human race. It often took hundreds of years of hard training. How could Princess Xiang make such rapid progress in just over two months? Did Zhang Sanfeng pass all his skills to her? ? But the Zhang Sanfeng in front of him was jumping up and down, and he didn't look like Wu Yazi who poured all his skills into Xu Zhu.

Seeing that Princess Xiang was about to fall into Master Zhao's arms, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stepped between them.

The old Taoist priest not only beat up the mandarin ducks, but also played kidnapping. He suddenly placed the Tianqing sword on Princess Xiang's neck and said viciously: "Stop, don't move! Boy, if you want to redeem this female doll, you have to keep it first." Pay for the road trip!"

Zhao Hao was stunned. Even if God gave him 10,000 hypothetical opportunities, he never thought that Zhang Sanfeng would engage in such a cost-free business.

With the sword held on her neck, Princess Xiang was not nervous at all. Instead, she laughed dumbly: "Master Zhang, don't be joking. No matter how fierce you pretend to be, you still don't look like a bandit."

"Be serious, who is kidding you?" Zhang Sanfeng shook the long sword in his hand, blew his beard and glared: "You heartless girl, you promised to give me a sum of money for drinks when your master comes back. Now that you see your lover, If you want to run away, old man, wouldn’t I have worked in vain?”

Princess Xiang couldn't help but smile, seeing that Zhao Hao was still confused, she explained: "Sir, Master Zhang gave me a place to enter Shuiyue Cave. I have been in seclusion in Shuiyue Cave for more than four hundred years, and I have broken through to Eight-star realm.”

Speaking of this, she said weakly: "I am atonement for my sins. I am good at making my own decisions. I promised Master Zhang that when I come back, I will definitely repay him."

Mr. Zhao suddenly realized it, and he felt grateful in his heart, and said quickly: "Senior, if you have something to say, don't hurt your kindness. Just ask for whatever money you want to pay for the road!"

"That's pretty much it." Zhang Sanfeng suddenly smiled brightly, even more innocent than the old naughty boy. He looked Zhao Hao up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "Boy, you came from the homeland of China, and you must have brought many specialties of China with you. No need to say goodbye, you only need to give me ten altars... no, a hundred altars. If you have good wine and good wine, I will let this girl go!”

Zhao Hao suddenly became happy: "Senior, I don't have jars of fine wine. Do you want bottled wine?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked suspicious: "What is bottled wine?"

Zhao Hao dug around in the dimensional space and took out a bottle of Wuliangye and another bottle of Maotai. Then, like a weird uncle who kidnapped little lolita with a lollipop, he showed an evil smile: "That's it. Which one do you like, senior?"