Chapter 626 Doubt Arises

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Everyone in the field turned their heads to look, Xuan Cheng and the others were full of fear, and the group of men in black were more dazed. The voice appeared abruptly, as if someone had been nearby, but no one noticed it before. Someone is approaching.

Even Song Qingshu looked over there solemnly, just now he had to take care of Ren Yingying and deal with Xu Zhu's tricks, so his attention was a little distracted. But despite this, there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who can approach so silently. Who is this person?

Since then, dozens of pairs of eyes in the field looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw that the person was tall and abnormal, with silver beard and hair, a rosy and smooth face, and a kind-hearted look like a fairy. The green missionary robe was filthy and ruined his image abruptly.

"This person..." Song Qingshu's expression changed, because he noticed a sense of respect and awe in his heart, and he vaguely seemed to know this person in the depths of his memory.

Master Fang Zheng was also taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to meet him and said, "Fang Zheng has seen Wudang Zhenren Zhang."

As soon as Fang Zheng's remarks came out, everyone in the field couldn't help but take a deep breath. You must know that Zhang Sanfeng is now like a living fairy in the martial arts. A few disciples took care of it, so most people in the arena only heard of his name and did not see him.

"This sloppy Taoist is Zhang Sanfeng?" Even Zuo Lengchan, many people in the field were subconsciously unbelieving.

In terms of seniority, Zhang Sanfeng can be said to be a figure of the generation of many leaders today. He was self-willed and unscrupulous. When he was in his prime, he was called a "sloppy Taoist" behind his back, and some people called him "a sloppy Taoist." Zhang sloppy", it's been decades since this time, so even a person like Zuo Lengchan did not connect this sloppy Taoist with Zhang Sanfeng.

The reason why Fang Zheng recognized it was because Zhang Sanfeng went to Shaolin alone ten years ago in order to treat the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body and asked for "Nine Yang Divine Art". The masters of the whole temple were ambushed in the temple to prepare for emergencies, and Fang Zheng was one of them at that time.

"Zhang Sanfeng?" Xuan Cheng's eyes lit up, and his whole body suddenly agitated with true anger.

When Zhang Sanfeng visited the temple back then, Xuan Cheng was retreating in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and the two did not meet each other. After hearing about the situation in which the entire Shaolin was facing a great enemy, he felt a little disapproving. When he left the customs, he had already mastered thirteen stunts that were unprecedented in the history of Shaolin Temple, and he was full of ambition and felt like he was number one in the world. And because Zhang Sanfeng once "betrayed" the origin of Shaolin, so after he left the temple, the only opponent in his heart was Zhang Sanfeng, and today he finally saw the deity, how could he not be full of fighting spirit?

"Pindao is just a few years older, so why should the master be more polite." Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly to Fang Zheng, and suddenly, if he felt something, he glanced at Xuan Cheng and couldn't help but let out a snort, "This master's divine light is flowing, and he is full of true energy. Move with your heart, you have reached the peak of the peak, and it must be Master Xuancheng, the thirteenth divine monk of your temple."

"It's the poor monk." Although Xuan Cheng was willing to challenge, he didn't dare to be disrespectful because of the status of the other party.

Although Zhang Sanfeng praised him, it was just his easy-going temperament, and it wasn't how shocked he was at Xuan Cheng's realm, until his eyes fell on Xu Zhu, he was really moved: "This little master... Sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Pindao admires and admires.”

It's not because Xuzhu's martial arts is higher than Xuancheng's, it's just because Xuzhu is so young that he can have such a body, which really shocked Zhang Sanfeng. You must know that the upright martial arts always focus on the foundation and pay attention to step-by-step progress, so the cultivation of the disciples in the school often progresses slowly. If Xu Zhu is now forty years old, Zhang Sanfeng will not be so surprised, but he is only ten or twenty years old. look.

At this age in the Wudang school, it is just like three generations of disciples, but Zhang Sanfeng looked around his disciples and grandchildren, and none of them could reach the realm of Xuzhu. Although Zhang Wuji had reached it, his cultivation base did not originate from Wudang after all. Another disciple, Song Qingshu, has been very popular in the arena in recent years, but Zhang Sanfeng knows that although Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were not bad among the younger generation, he could never achieve such a reputation. , Song Qingshu's current cultivation has little to do with the Wudang faction.

In Zhang Sanfeng's current state, he has no desires or desires. If there is any pursuit, it is the inheritance of martial arts. Shaolin has always accused him of being a traitor of Shaolin. Although he is not too angry, he has a sense of injustice in his heart, so he secretly competes with Shaolin in the inheritance of the sect. He thought to himself that after a hundred years of hard work, especially the Taijiquan Taiji sword he created in recent years, in terms of Musashi, it is not much worse than the Shaolin Temple.

Who would have known that seeing Xuzhu, an ordinary young monk in Shaolin Temple, with no unusual qualifications, could have such a cultivation level, Zhang Sanfeng was inevitably a little disheartened for a while.

"Yingying has seen Zhang Zhenren." Ren Yingying gently pushed Song Qingshu away, and bowed respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng. She had heard her father comment on the masters in the arena. Zhang Sanfeng's reputation is based on his sincerity and sincerity. Song Qingshu didn't stop her. After all, after his previous suppression of infuriating energy, the cold poison in the opponent's body was greatly reduced, and it didn't matter if he left for a while.

"Okay, please get up, little girl." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, flicking his sleeves, and Ren Yingying noticed a softness that held him up.

Before Ren Yingying could thank her, she heard Zhang Sanfeng laugh.

: "Little girl, your name is wrong."

"Ah?" Ren Yingying was at a loss, thinking secretly in her heart: Could it be that there is some relationship between Daddy and Zhang Zhenren?

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and said, "Pin Dao went down the mountain this time. He just heard the leader Ren announce to the world about your marriage with Qing Shu, so you should call me Tai Shifu."

"Ah!" Ren Yingying was immediately embarrassed. In her heart, she never regarded Song Qingshu as his fiancé, so she never thought of this level before, but she wanted Song Qingshu to die, and let her call Tai Shifu, how to call it Export? But Zhang Sanfeng spoke in person, but she didn't know how to refuse. She stood there blushing for a while, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what she was thinking, so he just thought it was the little girl who was shy, and didn't take it seriously: "It's normal for a little girl to be shy, but she's just confused. It's not too late for the little girl to change her tune after marrying Qingshu."

Ren Yingying could not wait to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, so she hummed vaguely.

"Let Pindao take a look at the cold poison in your body first." Zhang Sanfeng smiled warmly, took a step, and came to Ren Yingying's side, "Little girl, come, let Pindao give you a pulse."

Xuan Cheng, who was in the distance, couldn't help being secretly startled. Just now, Zhang Sanfeng appeared beside Ren Yingying in a flash, and he didn't even see the way, how could this be possible!

Song Qingshu nodded secretly: Zhang Sanfeng really deserved to be a great master who shocked later generations.

What he is more worried about now is another matter: Zhang Sanfeng couldn't retreat decades ago, and everything in the group was done by a few disciples. Why did he go down the mountain in person this time?

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