Under the snow top, beside the pool in the valley.
Zhang Wuji exhaled slowly.
The clothes that were swayed by the strong internal force on his body also slowly fell down.
Five years have passed, and Zhang Wuji has grown from a young boy to a strong young man.
The supply of flat peaches plus Ding Zheng’s teachings.
Zhang Wuji had already cultivated all four volumes of the Nine Yang Divine Art.
All that remains is the hard work of continuing to practice, accumulating internal strength, and penetrating the meridians.
But this cannot be achieved overnight.
However, this was enough for Zhang Wuji to take Ding Zheng away from here.
Compared to the original work.
At this time, Zhang Wuji not only had reached the level of the original work with his Nine Sun Magic Skills.
Moreover, he also learned Gangquan, Firmness, and Iron Clothes from Ding Zheng.
Later, he practiced the Seven Injury Fist.
In this way, at least on the data panel.
Zhang Wuji and Ding Zheng are almost identical.
He even has one more Nine Yang Divine Skill than Ding Zheng.
It can be said that Ding Zheng was instantly killed and no one left behind.
but.
This is just panel data.
Zhang Wuji stopped his power and stood up, slowly falling down from the boulder beside Tanbian.
Zhu Changling was as thin as a skeleton, with disheveled hair and a full beard, looking like a madman.
He kept staring at Zhang Wuji, full of envy.
As soon as he saw Zhang Wuji coming down, Zhu Changling immediately walked up to him with a wooden stick, lowered his voice, and asked mysteriously: "Brother Wuji, when, when can you give me the Nine Yang Divine Art?"
Zhang Wuji nodded with compassion in his eyes and said with a smile, "Just today."
He waited for five full years, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid every day, and then worked hard to serve Zhang Wuji.
Do all the chores and keep the whole valley in order.
Isn’t it just for this Nine Suns Magic Art?
Five years ago, Zhang Wuji said he would give it to him.
The result has been delayed until now, and it’s finally here!
"Thank you Brother Wuji, thank you Brother Wuji!"
Zhu Changling quickly thanked him, tears streaming from his eyes, and he almost knelt down in excitement.
Zhang Wuji ignored the other party.
He walked straight to Ding Zheng who was standing outside the cave and bowed his head respectfully: "Master! This disciple has fully recovered his internal strength and can continue."
Ding Zheng at this time.
The height has reached 2.5 meters.
Standing next to Zhang Wuji, he looked like a giant beast.
With Zhang Wuji's height, he couldn't even reach Ding Zheng's chest.
Zhu Changling stood far away, not even daring to raise his head, lowering his head and saying nothing.
In the past five years, he has watched Ding Zheng grow from his already amazing height to what he is now.
This is no longer something that common sense can describe.
Even that equally terrifying white ape.
Compared to this black ape, they are much more normal.
Zhang Wuji was also a little nervous.
Even though he now possesses extremely strong internal power of Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Compared with five years ago, the combat effectiveness is completely different.
But in the past five years, the pressure brought by his master has never diminished.
Instead, it got heavier and heavier.
Zhang Wuji was also very confused.
He had known for a long time that his master was unable to practice internal skills, otherwise he would not need his help to climb up the valley.
In this case, what allowed Master to bring such tremendous pressure to him?
They are also apes.
They also eat peaches.
But the senior White Ape is undoubtedly much more normal than the master.
Ding Zheng took out a flat peach and threw it into Zhang Wuji's hand.
Let him recover his internal strength later.
Five years down the line.
Ding Zheng almost ate the flat peaches.
So at this time, the effect of this thing on Ding Zheng has been reduced to an astonishing level.
Zhang Wuji took the flat peach into his arms, walked to Ding Zheng, and bent down.
Ding Zheng jumped up lightly and landed on Zhang Wuji's shoulders.
Zhang Wuji's body suddenly sank, feeling as if he was carrying a huge mountain.
"Even a statue made of gold is not as heavy as Master, right?" Zhang Wuji was horrified.
If it weren't for the inability to practice internal strength, Ding Zheng, the master in Zhang Wuji's heart, would have been almost as good as an immortal in the sky.
Zhang Wuji finally managed to stabilize his breath.
Then he walked straight towards the cliff of the valley.
Jump up suddenly!
Wow...
It flew to an altitude of nearly seventy meters in one go.
Wait until the upward momentum slows down a bit.
He suddenly raised his energy again, and unexpectedly regenerated a force out of thin air, forcibly rising another tens of meters.
It is one of the best qinggong skills in the world.
Wudang Ladder Clouds.
"Master!" Zhang Wuji shouted, reminding him that he had no energy left.
When Ding Zheng heard this, he immediately stepped down with his feet.
He stepped on Zhang Wuji until he fell to the ground like a cannonball.
Ding Zheng used this power to lift his huge body into the air.
It fell onto a stick made of pure metal more than ten meters above the ground.
Squeaky...
The metal stick creaked under Ding Zheng's pressure and bent a lot.
This metal rod.
It was the steel thorns that Ding Zheng had exchanged for the Iron Cloth Shirt and smelted them.
Then it was forged with stones.
Give it to Zhang Wuji to use Qinggong to bring it up and insert it here.
This is the highest height Zhang Wuji can reach using Ladder Cloud Zong when he is alone.
Originally, Ding Zheng wanted to try it with a wooden stick.
Only later did I find out that with its current body weight.
Ordinary wood cannot support it at all.
I'm afraid it will break into pieces if I just step on it.
Ding Zheng raised his head and looked up.
There is still some distance between this place and the top of the cliff.
But we have also passed the section where the slope angle is the largest, and it is extremely flat, making it almost impossible to climb.
The next few dozen meters.
Ding Zheng can climb up easily!
"Woo..."
Suddenly, a long ape howl came from high behind.
Ding Zheng looked up at the top of the snow-capped mountains where peach trees grew.
That place has become the white ape's territory.
After all, flat peaches are a natural treasure. If Ding Zheng can complete the task ahead of time, he can return to the valley and continue to enjoy it.
But before that, someone has to watch.
White Ape is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
Ding Zheng had already told Bai Yuan that he was leaving.
Presumably Bai Yuan saw Ding Zheng's figure and said goodbye again.
Ding Zheng also roared in response.
The long ape whistle echoed throughout the valley.
…
Zhang Wuji used the ladder to fall into the valley.
I did not get hurt by using Qinggong.
When Zhu Changling saw this, he immediately ran over and said anxiously: "Quickly, give me the Nine Yang Magic Technique! This is what you promised!"
"That's natural."
Zhang Wuji reached into his arms, took out all four scriptures that recorded the Nine Sun Magic Skills, and threw them away.
Zhu Changling immediately stuffed the remaining three scriptures into his arms.
Holding the first secret book in hand, I started to study it.
"Uncle Zhu, you see, we have been dependent on each other for five years, and I also gave the Nine Yang Magic to Ni. We should be able to let go of any hatred we had before, right?"
Zhu Changling didn't care what Zhang Wuji said, he just nodded: "Of course, of course."
Zhang Wuji smiled and reached out to pat Zhu Changling's shoulder, and suddenly sighed: "Uncle Zhu, do you know why I didn't want to kill you until now?"
"Why?" Zhu Changling said casually while looking at the secret book.
But then, he reacted immediately, raised his head and opened his eyes to look at Zhang Wuji, with a panicked expression on his face: "Brother Wuji, don't scare me, I... I don't want the Nine Yang Magic anymore, I don't want the Nine Yang Magic anymore."
As he spoke, he threw the first secret book to the ground and ran away somewhere else.
Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "I want Sister Jiuzhen to see her father for the last time before she dies. Otherwise, it will appear that I am too cruel. Uncle Zhu, tell me, am I right?"
After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot, appeared behind Zhu Changling, and punched out.
Seven Injury Fist.
Zhu Changling's whole body suddenly froze, then he lowered his head, blood flowed from all his orifices, and his internal organs were shattered to pieces by the shock.
But the body still remains intact.
"Uncle Zhu, don't be anxious. When I regain my inner strength, I will take you to Lianhuan Village and reunite your family."
"I haven't seen you in five years. I think Sister Jiuzhen must miss you very much."
Zhang Wuji threw Zhu Changling's body aside, his face full of sadness and helplessness.
He has always been unwilling to kill people.
But he also knew that for the sake of peace in the world and the tranquility of the world, some people had to be killed.
Because they are too bad.
Too disobedient.
Otherwise, even though you have to kill, you still have to consider the people you killed so that they can be more complete before they die.
Just like the Zhu and Wu families.
…
Zhuwu Lianzhuang Village is located in Kunlun Mountain.
From the Zhu family, a descendant of Master Yideng, Nandi, one of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty.
It was jointly established by Guo Jing, a disciple of Guo Daxia, and the descendants of Wu Xiuwen.
For a long time, Lianhuan Village has not had much contact with the Jianghu, and has always lived a prosperous life at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Ever since Zhu Changling, the only one of the two owners, fell off a cliff while saving someone five years ago.
The chain store is even more hidden from the world.
Outsiders who didn't know better thought that Lianhuan Village was a reclusive wealthy family with no intention of fighting.
The two beautiful heroines, Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying, are even called the Twins of the Snow Ridge, which is truly a legend.
This morning.
At the gate of Zhuwu Lianzhuang Villa, which had not been visited all year round, two figures suddenly appeared.
They were all dressed in rags and had beards all over their faces, like beggars.
The strange thing is that one of the figures seems to have no bones and is limp all over.
Being carried in the hands of another person.
"Who is coming!"
The guard guarding the door immediately shouted angrily.
One of the figures took a few steps forward with a smile: "Please tell Master Wu and Miss Zhu Jiuzhen that Zhang Wuji and Master Zhu Changling are here to reunite your family."
"By the way, I also hope that Master Wu Zhuang can prepare all the martial arts secrets in Zhuangzi as soon as possible. My master will come to pick them up later."