Zhang Wuji's internal strength was higher than Wang Xiyue's after all. He stretched out his hand and desperately used his supreme skill of moving the seventh level of the Great Way of the Universe, barely deflecting Wang Xiyue's claw.

"Tear!"

Zhang Wuji's right arm was left with five deep bloodstains. If the internal power of the Nine Yang Divine Art was not too high, Wang Xiyue's claws popped out and slid off the moment they came into contact with the muscles. I am afraid that he would have been torn off a few taels by this time.

Here comes the meat.

Wang Xiyue wanted to attack again, but she heard Yang Gui's voice coming from behind.

"Stop fighting and bring this kid over."

Wang Xiyue then led the way with a wary look on her face, leading Zhang Wuji to Yang Gui.

When Zhang Wuji saw Yang Gui, he felt aggrieved and wanted to kneel down and kowtow in greeting, but Yang Gui stopped him.

"Wuji, you've grown so big, why haven't you made any progress yet?"

Yang Gui stepped forward and squeezed Zhang Wuji's arm, "Tsk, tsk, the Nine Suns Magic Skill is so great that it can't beat a little girl like Xi Yue. Tell me how you did it. If it were me, this little girl would be beaten to death."

Seven or eight times."

"Master!"

Wang Xiyue gritted her teeth, a star appeared behind her, and she was about to hit Yang Gui in the face with a meteor fist.

Zhang Wuji was also shocked: "Master?"

"Ah, yes." Yang Gui slapped the star behind Wang Xiyue with a slap, "Let me introduce you to Wang Xiyue, a direct disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect... Well, you can call me aunt."

Zhang Wuji also recovered his lychees at this time, and bowed deeply to Wang Xiyue, "Aunt Wang, I just misunderstood and offended you."

"No, I did it before I understood it clearly." Besides being bullied by beggars, Wang Xiyue followed Yang Gui to practice martial arts in the ancient tomb. She had no experience in getting along with others, so she looked at Zhang Wuji and felt quite embarrassed for a moment.

"What do you think you did? You forgot everything I taught you when you were a child?" Yang Gui was still chattering away at Zhang Wuji, "The one you used just now was the Great Shift of the Universe. It is said to be the most bizarre skill in the world.

, you said that you won’t fight if you encounter some strange moves, is this true?"

The Holy Fire Order martial arts used by Bosi San in the original work is just a horizontal extension and expansion of the first-level Kungfu of the Great Shift by Huo Shan, the old man in the mountain. It was actually able to injure Zhang Wuji, and even ended up being taken away by Bosi's group at the threat of his life.

Xiao Zhao, it’s simply ridiculous.

If it were Yang Guo's ashes, they would scatter them at sea.

Zhang Wuji felt ashamed.

"By the way, how have you lived in the past few years? You have learned about the Great Shift of the Universe. Have you been to Kunlun?" Yang Gui asked.

"Yes."

Zhang Wuji told Yang Gui what he had experienced over the years.

By the end of the story, my eye circles were red.

Yang Gui also fell silent, and after a while he said: "It's my fault, I asked you to go down the mountain without thinking carefully. My child, you...you have suffered."

He only told Zhang Wuji what he was going to do, but he didn't take into account Zhang Wuji's nature. His kindness was unwilling to take the initiative to kill people in the face of his parents' hatred, which made it difficult for him to understand when to guard against people's hearts.

"Grandpa Yang, how could this world and people's hearts be like this?"

From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Wuji felt that the world should not be like this.

"Your father is Wudang Wuxia, your mother is the eldest daughter of the Sky Eagle Sect, and your adoptive father is the Golden Retriever Lion King. Of course you can't see it. This is how the world is."

Wang Xiyue said coldly.

"But..." Zhang Wuji still wanted to refute.

"What, am I wrong? Haven't you seen me all the way?" Wang Xiyue choked back his words in one sentence.

"Wuji is right, and so is Xiyue."

Yang Gui smoothed things over with a smile. Zhang Wuji was innocent and kind, and his childhood and nature made him full of love for the world. Wang Xiyue had suffered too much since childhood and was mostly indifferent to the world.

"But after all, what Wuji said is more correct. Although the world is like this, it shouldn't be like this. This is what your generation has to do. Have a good talk with this world, even though it may never be like this.

It can’t be that good, but it can’t be that bad.”

"Talk?" Zhang Wuji looked confused: "How to talk, who to talk to? And how come it has become my mission?"

"Of course we should talk with fists and swords. Talk to anyone who doesn't want to make the world a better place." Yang Gui patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder.

"The supreme king of martial arts, he slays dragons with his precious sword. No one in the world dares to disobey his orders. The dragon-slaying sword is in the hands of your adoptive father, which is equivalent to being in your hands. You have also practiced the Great Shift of the Universe, and you have given up your position as the leader of the Ming Cult.

Who are you, if not your mission?"

"Ah this..."

"You can rest here tonight, we will go to Wudang tomorrow."

Only Zhang Sanfeng knew about Yang Gui's whereabouts. Since Zhang Wuji came here, he certainly knew what was going on. "Xiyue, you used the healing chapter to treat Wuji's injuries. It looks like you gave your nephew a beating. It was too harsh."

You have to remember that not everyone is as powerful as your master, so you have to be measured in your actions."

Then he walked to Zhang Wuji and whispered to him in a voice that everyone could hear: "Seize the opportunity, boy, it is my family's tradition to attract aunts. You are also my descendant. You have to seize the chance to win over the aunt from the ancient tomb."

Stay!"

"Smelly old man! Let me see how powerful your martial arts is!"

Wang Xiyue clenched her silver teeth and stretched out Dugu Qiufei's four-foot green blade, a set of "Jade Flute Sword Techniques", like snow falling in the sky, and stabbed Yang Gui with more than a hundred swords.

Zhang Wuji was so frightened that he hid aside and said that he couldn't afford to offend him.

Yang Gui turned around and ran away, shouting behind him as he ran: "Wuji, remember you need to take off your clothes to heal!"

"Die to me!"

Wang Xiyue threw the sword out, and it was like a meteor nailed to the ground, and the sword "buzzed" and trembled.

He turned around and glared at Zhang Wuji with a fierce look.

"Don't get me wrong, Auntie, I'm a serious person." Zhang Wuji was so frightened that he quickly sat down cross-legged.

Wang Xiyue has already practiced the general outline of the Nine Yin Manual, and her internal strength has reached the state of "equal emphasis on hardness and softness, and the mutual support of yin and yang". She will not be like Zhou Zhiruo in the original work, whose internal strength will be dissolved by the Nine Yangs.

Zhang Wuji is a master of Nine Yangs and a master of medicine. His injury was not serious at all, but he fully recovered overnight.

Early the next morning, Yang Gui took Zhang Wuji and Wang Xiyue to Wudang Mountain.

When they arrived at Wudang Mountain, Zhang San's plump face looked angry, "Lao Yang, how dare you come here?"

"Didn't you ask me to come here?" Yang Gui looked puzzled. Zhang Wuji was a promising man, and he still dared to falsely pass on the imperial edict?

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng punched Yang Gui in the face, causing Yang Gui to fall on his back.

"Master!"

Wang Xiyue drew out her sword and was about to fight the old Taoist. Although she and Yang Gui were fighting, they still respected their teachers. If anyone dared to hit Yang Gui, she would fight tooth and nail, even if the opponent was Zhang Sanfeng.
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"Stop making trouble, you and Wuji go play somewhere else." Yang Gui covered his face and got up, driving away the two juniors. He knew why Zhang Sanfeng was angry, and he received this beating on purpose.

Zhang Sanfeng's anger has not subsided, "Old turtle Yang, just go and have fun. Fortunately, Wuji is back alive. If Cuishan is destroyed because of your stupidity, the old man, I will greet you with a Zhenwu sword."

."

Zhang Sanfeng said, punching the other half of Yang Gui's face again, knocking him to the ground, and looked at him with satisfaction, "Well, it's more symmetrical this time."
Chapter completed!