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Then the five middle-aged men who appeared looked at Yang San solemnly.

I just feel that Yang San is too young to be frighteningly young, and the whisper just now is still lingering in my ears.

If they just use their internal strength to roar, the brothers can easily do it, but it is unheard of to whisper like just now, maybe their master can do it.

"This young man, I'm Song Yuanqiao, and these are my juniors."

"Yu Lianzhou."

"Zhang Songxi."

"Yin Liting."

"Mo Shenggu."

The leading man clasped his fists loudly at Yang San, and the four people beside him also clasped their fists one by one, and announced their names.

Sure enough, as Yang San guessed, they were five of the "Seven Heroes of Wudang".

When he heard "Yin Liting", Yang San gave him a weird look. Is this the strong man who can't get a beautiful woman so he loves someone else's daughter?
"I don't know the young hero's name? What's the point of coming to Wudang?"

Yang San withdrew his mind slightly, there are still important things to do right now.

"I made it very clear, let Zhang Junbao come out to see me."

Song Yuanqiao frowned, Yang San's mood was quite confused at this time, and his tone of voice was naturally a little heavy.

"Although my Wudang sect has many disciples, I have never heard of anyone called Zhang Junbao. Did the young hero find the wrong person?"

It's a pity that Yang San's patience was running low at this time, and he looked at the Golden Palace again.

"Zhang Junbao, an old friend is visiting, why don't you come out and see him?"

Back then Jueyuan brought Zhang Junbao to observe his "Shattered Void". Although he had not spoken to each other, he had met him from a distance. Besides, the two of them had "lived" from the world of divine carvings to the present. Too much.

Song Yuanqiao and the other five saw that Yang San ignored them and shouted again from the air, and judging from his expression, it seemed that he was still calling the one on the golden summit, they couldn't help feeling angry.

"presumptuous!"

The few of them actually don't know what their master's common name is, that is, when Song Yuanqiao was the first to join the teacher's school, Zhang Sanfeng had already used the Taoist name Sanfeng.

Seeing Yang San's posture at this time, and it happened to be Zhang's surname, several people were skeptical, but this did not prevent them from being angry at Yang San's rudeness.

……

In the golden palace, an old Taoist immortal is reading Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" carefully.

Every time I read it, I am amazed.

"Where is Zhang Junbao? Come out and see me."

Just when the old Taoist was intoxicated, a soft murmur sounded from his ear, and the old Taoist was awakened from the Xuanmiao Dao Sutra.

"who?"

The old Taoist looked around in surprise, but found that there was no one else in the hall.

"Zhang Junbao, Zhang Junbao, is it my hallucination?"

How many years have I not heard this familiar yet unfamiliar name, 50 or 60 years?or longer.

The old man couldn't help but fell into the memory of the past.

A simple and honest little monk and a beautiful and heroic girl, although the little monk and the girl only met a few times, but the girl's agility and beauty are deeply engraved in his heart.

So much so that after hearing that the girl became a nun in Mount Emei, the young monk who had long since returned to the secular life became a monk in Wudang Mountain, and saw her from afar, but never saw each other again until his death.

"Zhang Junbao, an old friend is visiting, why don't you come out and see him?"

At this time, the soft whisper just now sounded again, and there was a hint of anger in the words. The old Taoist also knew that this was a top expert, and it was himself. Can do it, and the voice sounds so young.

The old Taoist hurriedly put the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand on the table, and walked out of the hall.

The "Seven Heroes of Wudang" in front of the Taihe Palace were glaring at Yang San. Of course, Yang San's eyes never left the Golden Palace.

"All the disciples listened to the order, formed a big Jiugong Bagua sword array, and formed an array to resist the enemy."

Although Song Yuanqiao was furious, he didn't lose his inch, so he used "resist the enemy" instead of "meet the enemy".

"Resisting the enemy" means defending, while "meeting the enemy" means defending or attacking. The meanings of the two are quite different.

"Yes!"

The phalanx surrounding Yang San retreated immediately, leaving only 81 disciples of Jiujiu, counting as nine, each occupying a house, forming a large Jiugong Bagua diagram and trapping Yang San in the middle.

Yang San glanced at them lightly, although the disciples who formed the formation were all superior among the disciples, they were nothing in Yang San's eyes.

The level difference is too big, and Jian Jian's formation cannot make up for it.

"Young hero, if you just go down the mountain, I can decide to let it go. If you don't want to, it's no wonder that the sword has no eyes."

After completing the Da Nine Palaces Bagua Sword Formation, Song Yuanqiao's restless heart calmed down a little, and he opened his mouth and shouted at Yang San again.

He really couldn't see through Yang San's depth, he looked like an ordinary person, but his temperament, and his frequent whispers were beyond the reach of ordinary masters.

It would be best if it can be resolved peacefully.

"It's impossible to go down the mountain. As for the decision? It's not your turn."

Sensing that the people in the Golden Palace had changed, Yang San's disturbed mood calmed down slightly, and he looked at Song Yuanqiao teasingly for the first time.

"Hmph, you don't eat the toast, you don't eat the fine wine, all the disciples obey the order and start fighting..."

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback by Yang San's gaze as if he was looking at a junior, but soon his face turned cold again, and he shouted to the disciples of the sword formation.

"Yuqiao, stop."

A familiar voice sounded from his ears, Song Yuanqiao looked behind him in surprise, and he saw the old Taoist approaching from above.

"I have seen Master."

"I have seen Master."

The five members of Song Yuanqiao and all the disciples saluted the old Taoist one after another.

The old Taoist nodded with a slight smile, and within a short while, he was in front of Yang San, looking at Yang San suspiciously.

"Young man, do you know the old Taoist?"

When the old Taoist appeared, Yang San kept his eyes on him. Although his hair was white and his beard was long, his face was rosy and radiant, which was somewhat similar to that young monk back then.

young man?Yang San couldn't help laughing dumbfounded, using the aura of swordsmanship that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Hahaha, Zhang Junbao, do you recognize me now?"

While speaking, Yang San's aura suddenly changed. If he was harmless like a scholar before, now Yang San is a peerless sword with radiant light. The dazzling light made everyone close their eyes unconsciously.

Many disciples with low martial arts were even turbulent and began to doubt life. I am afraid that as long as Yang San speaks, they will not hesitate to raise their swords and kill themselves.

"You...you are...you are Yang..."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang San in shock, especially with this familiar sword move, the shocking event many years ago came to mind once again.

That year, he was still a young monk.

That year was the first time he met the girl.

That year, the center of the event was also this man with the sword power that permeates Changhong.

That year, the heroes of the rivers and lakes witnessed a legend.

……

"It's me, I'm back."

Yang San said with a smile, it's been a few days since he came to the Condor World, and it's the first time he saw the old man back then, and his lonely heart became active again.

(End of this chapter)