A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 171

It was hard for Fang Xian to imagine that such a wise and foolish old man would say such a thing.

"...Then let me ask... Reverend Zhang, what do you think about this matter?"

Zhang Sanfeng was overjoyed: "That's the matter, we just need to see it."

"...Master Zhang, are you kidding me?"

"No, no, I really can only watch." Zhang Zhenren seemed to be serious, "According to what you said, the head of Huashan Mountain, Yue Buqun, and the head of Emei, Zhou Zhiruo, have been very high-profile recently, obviously they don't have much scruples about you, so it can be seen The place where they imprisoned Wuji and Xiaoyou... Ainu must be very secretive."

"Thank you Master Zhang for reminding..."

"You still don't understand." Zhang Sanfeng said dissatisfied, "Since they expected you to not find that place, then you can't find it even if you think about it. Instead of worrying about it, it's better to concentrate on practicing martial arts. After a certain level of martial arts has been acquired, let them No matter how evil the Sunflower Collection of the Nine Yin Scriptures is, the evil cannot overcome the righteous.”

"This suggestion is sincere." Fang Xian was very emotional. It really takes such a calm mind to achieve great achievements, but he still shook his head, "But I don't have the time, contrary to you, Mr. Zhang. , I am a person who is eager for success, otherwise I would have practiced miraculous skills at the age of 50, my sister would be 50 years old in the dungeon, Yue Buqun would have died of old age, and Zhou Zhiruo would be too good to be a master, so what else is there to do?"

Zhang Sanfeng felt a little emotional: "That's right, my opponents were buried in the ground back then... so it's so difficult for me to find someone who can survive two moves."

"Things are still the way it is now." Fang Xian looked at Song Yuanqiao with a solemn expression, "Let's go to Emei, and bring Master Zhang's letter of forgiving Song Qingshu's sins. Old Song, tell him well and give him a chance."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Master.

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his pen, finished writing, and handed over a handbook.

"Tell him that grandpa misses him very much, and let him go home earlier."

"It's... Master!" Song Yuanqiao only felt that Master was a real old saint, and he put away the handwritten note with snot and tears. This piece of paper is now his lifeline.

Fang Xian went on to say: "Let's try to persuade Qingshu to correct his evil ways and return to his righteousness. Maybe there is news about Wuji from him."

Zhang Sanfeng was not optimistic: "According to your description, that girl's scheming is not that simple, and Qingshu may not be able to touch it yet."

"I can only try, at least there will be some clues."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeves and got up: "Since this is the case, I can't sit in the house anymore, it's time to go to Shaolin."

Hearing "Shaolin", Fang Xianzai woke up like a dream, almost forgot about such a big enemy, and quickly talked about the grievances between Cheng Kun and Xie Xun, as well as the matter of the incarnation Yuanzhen entering Shaolin from beginning to end.

What happened here touched Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao a lot, because they witnessed many things with their own eyes.

Zhang Wuji suffered from cold poison when he was a child, because he had been practicing Xie Xun's hybrid internal energy, the Wudang sect could not use the pure yang Wuji Kung Fu to detoxify him, so he could only find Shaolin and ask for the Nine Suns Magic Kung Fu.

Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu is divided into Wudang Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu, Shaolin Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu and True Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu.Strictly speaking, the Wudang Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu was passed on to Zhang Junbao (Zhang Sanfeng) by Jue Yuan back then, and it is a remnant of Shaolin Nine Suns.Zhang Sanfeng got to such a state by relying on these incomplete chapters and more than 100 years of comprehension and innovation. He naturally knows the power of the Nine Suns Divine Art.

For the sake of his disciples and grandchildren, Zhang Zhenren spared no expense, and was willing to exchange martial arts with Shaolin. Only Zhang Wuji could learn Jiuyang alone, while he himself sent all the Tai Chi skills to Shaolin.

At that time, it was Yuan Zhen who passed on Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns magical skills in the secret room.

While reciting the formula, Yuanzhen also helped Zhang Wuji "open up the meridians".

After coming out, Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji went down the mountain. He found that Zhang Wuji's body was getting colder and colder. After asking, he found out that it was the monk Yuanzhen who did it.Zhang Sanfeng, as the No.1 in the world, had already done it to get through the meridians, why did he let this monk intervene?Once the monk came like this, the cold poison that had gathered in several places on his body circulated all over his body in an instant, and Zhang Wuji died soon.

Later, thanks to Zhang Wuji's good luck, he obtained the True Nine Suns Divine Art from the belly of a white ape, and that's how he got ahead.

Why is the magic power in the belly of the white ape?That's an allusion in the divine sculpture, and Brother Diao also participated in that part.

Zhang Sanfeng went berserk, Tong Yan was furious.

This was the first time Zhang Sanfeng got angry.

"It turns out that Yuan is really Cheng Kun... I only thought that the monk had a good intention and made a mistake at that time, so I didn't pursue it. From this point of view, according to Cheng Kun's good fortune, it is impossible to make such a mistake. It is nothing more than to kill Wuji. !"

Under Zhang Sanfeng's anger, the hair and clothes on his body began to move, and even the air flow in the whole room became heavy.

"Master Zhang, calm down, it's Chen Zhima's rotten millet." Fang Xian hurriedly handed over tea, and after a long time of arguing, he had to coax the old man himself.

Song Yuanqiao finally calmed down at this time: "Looking at it this way...from Xie Xun's madness to the murder of the fifth brother; These things are all related to Cheng Kun."

"It's not just related? If my time calculation is correct, Yuanzhen at this time has already emptied the Shaolin abbot and brainwashed three old monks of the Du family. If you go now, Master Zhang, I'm afraid it will be a disaster!" Fang Xian Repeatedly persuaded.

Zhang Sanfeng, at his age, is a combination of anger and calmness, and he is by no means the kind of impulsive person: "Indeed, with the combination of the three monks, Duan, Dujie, and Dinan, I can only win half of the moves. If you count Shaolin's The rest of the masters, I'm afraid I can't deal with them. Besides, Wudang and Shaolin have been on good terms all year round, maintaining the martial arts in the Central Plains, and resisting the coercion of the imperial court. This face really cannot be torn like this."

"Then what should I do?" Brother Diao must have asked such a mindless question.

"The original plan remains the same, pay attention to Shaolin's movements." Fang Xian cupped his hands at Zhang Sanfeng, "I hope Master Zhang will not get angry, and we will make plans when we have news from here."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "Even if I kill and defeat Shaolin, I still can't save Wuji. What's more, as Shaolin Wudang is a martial arts master, if there is internal fighting, all kinds of evil ways will become rampant. This kind of brainless I don’t know how to do it.”

The eagle sneezed.

The plan was decided, Zhang Sanfeng secretly ordered the Wudang Seven Heroes to inquire about the news, approached Shaolin, and began to study the techniques for Shaolin martial arts.

On the other side, the Condor Trio sneaked into Emei together with Song Yuanqiao...

According to traditional theories, the three schools of Chinese martial arts are Shaolin Wudang and Emei schools.

According to legend, the original prototype of that sentence was "Kungfu in the world came from Emei". Later, when Shaolin became famous, it was changed to "Kungfu in the world came from Shaolin". Whether it is true or not, it has further established the important position of the Emei School.

In Jin Lao's writings, the Emei School is more like a flower that adorns the world of men. There are many female disciples under the sect, all in green shirts, pink shirts, and white shirts, with big breasts, poor breasts, and medium breasts. Kneeling and licking is actually an embellishment to polish the world.

However, this sect, which was supposed to be an embellishment, became the protagonist because of the Yitian sword.Since Guo Xiang, the Yitian Sword has been passed down from generation to generation. It was not until the brain-dead teacher passed it on to Zhou Zhiruo that this tragic long sword that had been played by the teachers for a hundred years finally fulfilled its mission.

In the middle of the night, three furtive men and a gigantic figure lurk outside the dormitory of Emei disciples.

Fang Xian looked at the playful shadows inside through the paper window, and listened to the sound of playing, swallowed deeply to smear.

"Old Song...you wait here, I'll go find out the truth!"

Song Yuanqiao: "..."

The divine eagle looked solemn: "I'll go too."

Spider: "Color carving."

Song Yuanqiao struggled for a moment: "Let Miss Zhu'er find out the truth, after all, it's getting late, and I, Wudang, and Emei have always been on good terms."

Spider humbly said: "My kung fu is useless, if I go, I'm afraid I'll be found out, so I'd better go with someone with good lightness kung fu."

The Divine Condor's expression was awe-inspiring again: "Since that's the case, I, the Divine Condor, will do my part!"

"Go to hell." Zhu'er almost scratched Shen Diao's old waist with a venomous hand, and then made a grimace at Fang Xian.

Fang Xian is very relieved that sometimes it is not difficult to train.

Song Yuanqiao struggled for a while, thinking about his precious son, he said: "Forget it, Xiaotian, you are not from my Wudang anyway, I can't see what happened today, Xiaotian, you go and come back quickly."

Fang Xian was very refreshed, it was like the police allowed to peep at the girl taking a bath, there was a sense of magic beyond the law.

After he nodded at the two of them, Tian's Qinggong luck, a few steps to the window, holding his breath, imitating the posture in the ancient costume TV series, spitting, and opened a small hole in the paper window.

Eyes squinted.

Damn, it’s really a wonderful time!
Looking at the beautiful scenery, Fang Xian only thought of a poem——

Looking for fragrance in the dark night Emei coast,
The boundless scene is a fad.

Waiting to know the beautiful body,
It's always spring.

Fang Xian was drooling while praising Song Qingshu's mighty power. Although he was conceited that he was no stranger to all kinds of beauties in this world, such a magnificent picture of spring still made people feel excited.

No, the two female disciples started fighting, touching and pinching each other...

Just when a tall female disciple was about to tear off Ling Yi's underwear, he clapped Fang Xian's shoulders with both hands.

"……………………" Fang Xian's mind was flooded with thousands of possibilities, but since this person didn't take action against him, he must have no ill intentions, so he turned around and told a cold joke, "Friend, old man Doing so will make you weak."

Turning his head, he could see clearly the face that was coming, the jade face with vicissitudes, chic and decadent, needless to say, it must be that person.

The entangled young man made a gesture to silence his voice, poked a hole himself, and pointed inside.

Fang Xian understood.

The two youths each dominate a hole.

(End of this chapter)