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Looking at it against the bronze mirror, it feels a bit like a young hero in the Jianghu.

It's just that this young man is carrying a Remington on his back, which looks like a strange cylinder in the eyes of the locals.

"My lord, are you satisfied?" the boss asked.

"Well, quite satisfied"

Liu Hang turned his head, but saw a group of graceful women in white robes hurrying past on the street, and pedestrians avoided them one after another.

"What are the origins of these women, such a big battle?"

"A female hero of the Emei School."

"Emei faction?"

Could it be that the five major sects besieged the Wudang sect and forced Zhang Cuishan and his wife to commit suicide?

Liu Hang took a closer look, but he didn't see Miejue Shitai. Among the group of women in white robes, there was one wearing a white gauze, revealing only a pair of seductive eyes.

"That is Zhou Zhiruo, a heroine from the Emei sect. She has excellent martial arts skills and is well-known in the world."

"Zhou Zhiruo," Liu Hang nodded.

This version of Zhou Zhiruo showed vicious women to the extreme, which really echoed Yin Susu's words, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is.

"Zhou Zhiruo, what is she doing on Wudang Mountain?"

"It seems that you don't understand the affairs of Jianghu. Seven years ago, the Five Great Sects borrowed Zhang Sanfeng's [-]-year-old birthday banquet and forced Zhang Wuxia and his wife to death. The Yitian Sword of the Emei Sect was also left by Zhang Sanfeng. Come get the sword again."

The boss smacked his lips: "They are here to retrieve the sword. I often heard that the Dragon Slaying Saber is the supreme sword in the martial arts. If you rely on the sky, no one can compete with you. Master Zhang Sanfeng is really high-level, and he is willing to give up this sword."

"Yes." Liu Hang nodded, but he didn't think so in his heart.

sword?

Although the Nine Yin Manual is a well-deserved magical skill, but at Zhang Sanfeng's level, even if someone else gets the Nine Yin Manual, can they beat him?Not to mention that the Emei faction only used the Yitian sword as a sharp magic weapon, and did not understand its mysteries at all.

"I'm still A, B, C, D with no internal strength. We can't control the world of the boss." Liu Hang carried the suitcase and followed the Emei Sect towards Wudang Mountain.

Chapter 26 Gives Too Much

In Liu Hang's plan, to go to Wudang Mountain to learn martial arts, at least to get started, and to practice a complete set of Shushan swordsmanship is the initial goal.

After that, we will talk about whether we can get the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Nine Yang Magic Art. The possibility of getting the Nine Yang Magic Art from Zhang Wuji's mouth is very low.

It's even more important to brush up the favorability of the protagonist. This version of Zhang Wuji's city is extremely deep, not to mention that in Liu Hang's view, it is almost unnecessary to praise the protagonist's stinky feet.

He has a set of Shushan swordsmanship. Although practicing swordsmanship will also generate true energy, after all, there is no way to increase his strength faster, so this time he came to this world, it is too much. In Liu Hang's view, the Shushan mentality practiced One's true qi must be higher than the internal force of this world.

As for the difference between true energy and internal energy, people from the world of Immortal Sword should be able to give him an answer, maybe Zhang Sanfeng in this world has heard of it.

All he needed was to get around, to be ushered in.

to the foot of Wudang Mountain,

There is a Taoist boy to welcome and see off.

"Young master, Wudang Mountain has something important to do today, so I can't welcome guests and offer incense, please forgive me."

"I'm not here to offer incense, but to learn martial arts."

……

For the Wudang faction, it was a big event for the Emei faction to come to the Wudang faction to take the Yitian sword. To be precise, for the little Taoist priests on this group of mountains, it was a great event for a group of beautiful nuns to go up the mountain.

"Young master Liu, please wait here for a while, I will report to Song Yuanqiao later, Uncle Song," the disciple leading the way said politely to Liu Hang.

Liu Hang nodded and sat down in the Wudang Clan guest room.

After about half an hour, Liu Hang heard movement outside the door, and went out to check, only to find that it was the disciples of the Emei Sect who lived in the guest room next to him.

Not mentioning Zhou Zhiruo's viciousness, viciousness, and viciousness, but only talking about appearance, there is a reason why the Wudang disciples can be fascinated.

Leading the way for Zhou Zhiruo was the pale and frail Zhang Wuji.

"Who is this boy?"

Zhou Zhiruo noticed Liu Hang.

Of course Liu Hang also noticed Zhou Zhiruo. To be precise, it was the Yitian sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand. This sword was extraordinary. With Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts, it could easily arouse the sword energy, and cutting iron like mud was more like a basic attribute.

And there is also the Nine Yin Scriptures hidden in it.

"A passerby who went to Wudang Mountain to visit and travel." Liu Hang waved his hand and turned back to the house.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with this woman, it's too late to hide.

Zhang Wuji at the side saw Zhou Zhiruo taking the initiative to chat with Liu Hang, his expression changed slightly, and he was relieved to see Liu Hang turn around and leave without hesitation.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhiruo, who had just lifted the veil on Wudang Mountain and attracted a group of Wudang disciples to swallow their saliva, was ignored at this time, and couldn't help frowning and staring at Liu Hang's back. With her talent and beauty, she had never been ignored before. Well, even Daoist Zhang Sanfeng liked her very much when he saw her.

After staying in the room for a while, a disciple respectfully invited Liu Hang to the main hall.

It was not Zhang Sanfeng who received Liu Hang, but Song Yuanqiao.

It is dressed as a middle-aged man in a robe, and Xun Xun has the style of Confucianism.

As the head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng's first apprentice, he was also the physical head of Wudang after Zhang Sanfeng let go of the vulgar.

His martial arts are also unfathomable.

Song Yuanqiao said kindly, "Thank you Mr. Liu for the gift. I heard that you like martial arts? I can accept you as my disciple and teach you martial arts."

The head of the Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao accepts disciples, what an honor it is to be placed above the rivers and lakes?Some young heroes from small sects will also squeeze their heads.

By learning from Song Yuanqiao, one can become Zhang Sanfeng's disciple and grandson. With Zhang Sanfeng's advice, how can one worry about not being able to greatly increase his skill?

"Thank you Song for your kindness, but I have my parents at home, and I don't intend to become a monk. I just want to learn some martial arts."

These words fell into Song Yuanqiao's ears, and it became "I don't want to be a teacher, I just want to learn martial arts."

But when he thought of the things Liu Hang gave after he climbed the mountain, Song Yuanqiao's temper disappeared.

"It's… okay."

It's not that Song Yuanqiao is easy to talk to, but that Liu Hang gave too much.

If one hundred taels of gold were given as tuition fees, there would be many people in the world willing to teach him martial arts, and besides, Song Yuanqiao had to manage the entire Wudang Mountain.

Everyone competes in martial arts in the mountains every day, plays with swords, and kills bandits in the rivers and lakes when there is nothing to do. Even seeing some poor and poor people, they are even more generous.

His son Yumian Mengchang's reputation in the world is not just about being handsome, or is he spending money on it?

Where does all this money come from?

The martial arts wall courtyard needs to be renovated, and martial arts practitioners eat a lot, nutrition must keep up, there are also weapons, robes, and shoes worn out by practicing light work.

Some apprentices went to the mountain from childhood, and they also need to be taken care of at home. They also need to be given some money every month. Where does this money come from?

What's more, everyone practices martial arts and likes to be a hero in style, but no one cares about money and income. The big problem of financial deficit is directly on Song Yuanqiao's head.

Look at the Shaolin Temple, which is a thousand-year-old temple, and it also greets the pilgrims who spend a lot of money with a smile on their faces, not to mention that this is a son who gave away hundreds of taels of gold just to learn martial arts?

The price of gold is higher than silver, one tael of gold can usually be exchanged for ten taels of silver, but now the Yuan Dynasty building is about to collapse, and the demon sect is raising troops everywhere, causing the people to live in dire straits.

At this time, one tael of gold, if you are willing to exchange it, you can even exchange it for fourteen five taels of silver!

Gold is more expensive than silver.

Isn't it a smile to greet you when you send money?

From Song Yuanqiao's point of view, Liu Hang is already old, no matter what his aptitude is, he will never achieve much, so he should just play with the rich man, and when he gets tired of studying, he will naturally go down the mountain.

Although Liu Hang didn't know what Song Yuanqiao was thinking, he could make a rough guess.

For the next two days, Liu Hang completely ignored the so-called development of the plot, and followed Song Yuanqiao to practice martial arts. At about five o'clock in the morning, a Xiaodao boy would call Liu Hang to get up to practice.

After meditating, he had breakfast, and then Liu Hang got a VIP position to practice swords with Song Qingshu and other three generations of disciples.

After having an extra lunch at noon, other disciples swept the floor in the afternoon, and Liu Hang followed Song Yuanqiao to learn some basic knowledge.

After dinner, the disciples of the Wudang School had evening classes, and Liu Hang went back to his room early to meditate and prepare for bed.

For three days in a row, although Liu Hang hadn't cultivated his inner strength, he could barely achieve a godlike level with Wudang swordsmanship, Ti Yunzong, Wudang Changquan, etc.

Zhang Sanfeng had already practiced Taijiquan in retreat, and ordered Zhou Zhiruo to be taught a set of sword techniques, which was regarded as an apology for holding the Yitian Sword for seven years, so Zhou Zhiruo has been staying in the Wudang School these days.

After the dinner again, seeing Liu Hang coming out of Song Yuanqiao's room, Zhou Zhiruo asked Zhang Wuji, who was like a bum, "Senior Brother Wuji, do you know who that young hero is?"

Zhang Wuji saw Zhou Zhiruo leaning over to talk to him actively, his heart beat faster and he was distracted.

I stared at her red lips and looked again and again, only to feel that my throat was dry.

Zhou Zhiruo saw his reaction in her eyes and despised him in her heart: "A waste who can't practice martial arts, but still wants toads and eats swan meat?"

But the smile on the surface is more gentle.

"I……"

A big hand stretched out, grabbed Zhang Wuji and pulled him away, Song Qingshu interposed between the two of them: "You said that person is just a rich businessman who gave Wudang Mountain a hundred taels of gold as a tuition fee. Martial arts masters don't even know how much they weigh, if it wasn't for a good old man, I would have stepped on this kind of waste and crushed it casually... Don't you think so, Junior Brother Wuji?"

Chapter 27 Down the Cliff

Song Qingshu accuses Sang of scolding Huai. On the surface, he said he was a son of a rich family, but secretly he scolded Zhang Wuji for using the name of his dead father Zhang Cuishan to enjoy blessings on Wudang Mountain. It's underfoot.

Zhang Wuji clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, but he forced a smile on the surface: "Yes, Senior Brother Song."

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, don't worry about that trash, the kind of rich man who can't bear to be tired, will go down the mountain in a month or two, even if we barely meet now, we will be from two worlds with him in the future."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, she had already discovered that there were three people on the mountain who deserved his attention in the past two days of living in Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Wuji was the first to bear the brunt.

He is the orphan of Zhang Wuxia, and she can feel Zhang Sanfeng's doting on Zhang Wuji, and even Zhang Sanfeng faintly intends to match her with Zhang Wuji.

After Zhou Zhiruo learned that Zhang Wuji was a waste who could not practice martial arts and had to heal his wounds every night, she had already crossed him off her list.

Just to perfect the character design, Zhang Wuji has to be hung up, and he can't directly show cold face. Even if he can't practice martial arts, it's not a lie that Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others love him the most.

The second one is Liu Hang who appeared mysteriously. This person is mysterious, but he can make everyone in Wudang polite. Even Song Yuanqiao will spare time every day to teach him martial arts in person.

I thought this was a precious disciple of the Wudang School, with excellent aptitude,

But after learning that it was spent with money, Zhou Zhiruo's mind became light.

The last one is Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu is the first disciple of the three generations, and he is also well-known in the world. It seems that his successor in the future seems to be a certainty, but every time Zhou Zhiruo sees Song Qingshu shaking his feathers like a male peacock, he secretly laughs in his heart .

He was too young, too immature, wanting to fight for everything, afraid that others would not know how good he was, and the brothers around him would also flatter him, causing Song Qingshu to look at everyone with his nostrils.

After a few days of contact, Zhou Zhiruo found out that Song Qingshu's martial arts were not high. He had Zhang Sanfeng to teach him, and Song Yuanqiao was his father. His martial arts were only at the top of ordinary disciples, so Song Qingshu himself was complacent about it and put it on the rivers and lakes. , at most a second-rate master.

"Junior sister Zhiruo, look at that Zhang Wuji is staring at you every day, why don't we..." Song Qingshu smiled slightly at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flickered: "Oh? What are you going to do?"

"I want him to never dare to harass you! Tonight my father will also go to protect the master. In three months, I will be the biggest in the whole Wudang sect!"

Liu Hang returned to his room,

Because Zhang Sanfeng needed to practice Taijiquan in retreat, and Song Yuanqiao and other five disciples were required to protect the Dharma, Liu Hang's one-on-one tutoring had to be suspended.

In order to avoid putting Liu Hang aside and annoy him, the benefactor, Song Yuanqiao sent a lot of internal energy into Liu Hang's body.

"Song Yuanqiao damaged his self-cultivation for more than ten days and sent his internal energy into my body. Now I have internal energy." Liu Hang sat cross-legged on the bed.

He could feel a very weak internal force circulating in his body, he mobilized his internal force, pressed his palms against the bed and supported it, he flipped in the air, and finally landed firmly on the bed.

"This is the internal force, but the loss is also great."

The internal force given by Song Yuanqiao is just an introduction, mainly for guiding Liu Hang to practice.

"I haven't gone back for a long time, and if I don't go back again, I don't know if the group of people in the base can hold on."

Liu Hang was really reluctant to give up the business of exchanging gold bars.

Ten minutes later, Liu Hang was still sitting on the bed, but his expression changed.

"I can't go back!"

"Games are saved, but movies cannot be saved. Do I have to wait until the end of the movie before going out?"

into the night,