Phew, there was a breeze, and there were two more people in the courtyard, one was Zhang Wuji and the other was Taiyuan.
The two of them set off from Shaolin and rushed to Wudang first. Zhang Wuji was impatient and wanted to rescue Wudang, while Taiyuan was calm and indifferent, just to watch the excitement and have a discussion with Zhang Sanfeng.
As for the empty phase sneak attack and the like, Taiyuan didn't take it to heart.
The Xiantian Grandmaster is not so easy to attack by surprise, nor can he be injured so easily. He knows this better than anyone else.
It's just that Zhang Wuji doesn't know it, and Yu Daiyan doesn't know it. Just like this, the two people's hearts are about to burn.
"Um?"
Facing Kong Xiang's sneak attack, Zhang Sanfeng just let out a soft hum, reached down with his left hand, and made a round palm. A layer of continuous energy surrounded his hand, with a gentle sweep, a push, a shake, and a heavy blow.
He moved and separated the power of the Vajra Prajna Palm. Under Zhang Sanfeng's gentle palm, Kong Xiang's body spun like a top, with an expression of horror and disbelief still on his face.
"Impossible, how could you be so powerful!"
Kong Xiang’s frightened voice sounded in the small courtyard.
He calculated everything very well, whether it was the timing, strength, or mentality of the attack, everything was perfect. He thought it was a foolproof assassination, but the final result was completely different from what he imagined, even the opposite.
He never thought that even in such a situation, Zhang Sanfeng could still react in an instant and wipe out all his advantages with just one palm. His strength was unpredictable to the point of despair.
Yes, Kong Xiang's heart is filled with despair now.
Without experiencing this assassination, it is absolutely impossible to understand the despair and misery in his heart.
Zhang Sanfeng remained silent, flipped his right hand, and struck the sky with a soft palm, gently hitting the sky spirit of Kongxiang.
This palm is as soft as cotton, but becomes strong like gold and iron in an instant. The mysterious change of yin and yang in the palm force may only be understood by Tai Yuan among the people present.
There was a muffled sound, Kong Xiang's body fell limply to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he could not survive. His Tianling skull was crushed by Zhang Sanfeng's palm, and his brain was turned into powder.
, Daluo gods are hard to save.
It’s a long story, but in fact Zhang Sanfeng’s attack speed was definitely not as fast as Kong Xiang’s, and was even faster than him. In the blink of an eye, Kong Xiang, who could be regarded as a top master in the world, was killed by Zhang Sanfeng’s palm.
The profound martial arts of a generation of masters were vividly displayed at this moment.
"Ah, master, you're okay!"
With the help of the Taoist boy beside him, Yu Daiyan finally lay down on the chair again, and then he exclaimed with a look of surprise.
"It's okay to be a teacher. Although this person's kung fu is superb, if he wants to hurt the Taoist, he still lacks some skills."
Zhang Sanfeng chuckled lightly and turned to look at the other side, a young man in brocade and a Taoist in blue.
"Master!"
Zhang Wuji's eyes were slightly red, he took a few steps forward and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, are you Wuji? You've grown so big. Get up quickly and let Master Tai take a good look at you."
Zhang Sanfeng helped Zhang Wuji up with a smile on his face. Zhang Wuji's appearance today was really a great joy for him.
"Who is this little brother?"
After exchanging pleasantries for a moment, Zhang Sanfeng finally turned his attention to Taiyuan, and his eyes suddenly became focused.
"I am a poor Taoist, I have met Master Zhang!"
Taiyuan bowed his head and saluted, but he seemed neither humble nor arrogant, and his bearing was free and easy.
This made Zhang Sanfeng's eyes light up.
"Okay, that's great. I'm so old today."
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) I only got to see my disciple return safely, and to meet a fellow Taoist, how lucky I am!"
Zhang Sanfeng was greatly relieved, and his mood became lively and lively. A high-spirited vitality emanated from him, his face was rosy, and his eyes became clearer.
"Grand Master, that Kong Xiang's powerful palm just now, are you okay?"
"Yes, Master, if something happens to you, just heal your wounds and we will protect you to the death."
When Yu Daiyan and Zhang Wuji saw Zhang Sanfeng's appearance, they lost their composure and spoke one after another.
"Haha, I said it won't be a problem, so why should you worry? Little friend Taiyuan, do you think so?"
"That's natural. Master Zhang is an innate person who has attained Taoism. He has mastered martial arts. He has already reached the state where he can move unintentionally and follow his heart. How can it be so easy to sneak attack a master in this state? What's more, the innate true energy is endless.
The body-protecting Gang Qi is strong and dense, and the mind is indestructible. With the kung fu of Kongxiang, there is no way it can hurt Master Zhang."
Taiyuan explained gently. Although Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan were puzzled, they also knew that Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to do, so they relaxed completely.
Zhang Sanfeng and Taoist Taiyuan only met once, and they clearly understood each other's martial arts skills and knew that each other was already a master in the innate realm.
That's why Taiyuan said this. Not to mention Zhang Sanfeng, a great master who created the supreme magical skill of Tai Chi swordsmanship, even Taiyuan himself, who was slightly inferior, would not have any trouble facing Kong Xiang's sneak attack.
It's just that only the two of them know the secret behind it.
"Little Taiyuan has good eyesight and a good state of mind."
With a faint sigh of praise, Zhang Sanfeng straightened his expression and said: "Pindao sat in seclusion for eighteen months and developed a unique skill. Dai Yan and Wuji, you happened to be here today, so Pindao taught it to you.
There is a little friend from Taiyuan, let’s taste it together.”
Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan looked happy and nodded solemnly.
"What Zhang Zhenzhen taught must be the most unparalleled knowledge. I am so lucky today, so I should respectfully listen to your advice!"
Taiyuan Taoist knew that the words spoken by great masters like Zhang Sanfeng were definitely not polite. He said that he was allowed to watch together, so he had no intention of being self-conscious, so he did not refuse and could see Zhang Sanfeng performing Tai Chi magic skills with his own eyes.
, is also a great blessing.
"Okay, Pindao, this martial art is called Tai Chi. Its main purpose is to press the spirit against the void, hold the chest and straighten the back, loosen the waist and droop the hips, sink the shoulders and elbows. This boxing technique is purely based on the mind, and the most taboo is to use force.
Just take a look!"
As Zhang Sanfeng spoke, he moved his body and demonstrated Tai Chi skills, from the starting hand posture, holding the bird's tail, white crane spreading its wings, etc. to the cross hand, hugging the tiger back to the mountain, a set of boxing techniques, flowing clouds and flowing water, and continuous boxing intention.
The yin and yang complement each other, and from a distance, it seems that there are many qi forces forming a Tai Chi pattern, which is mysterious and unparalleled.
Taiyuan had already seen Zhang Sanfeng's handwritten Tai Chi Sutra. Today, when he saw him practicing Tai Chi, it was like the rain came after a long drought. His mind was relaxed, his mind was clear, and all the truths of Tai Chi emerged one after another.
"What a set of Tai Chi skills. Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts cultivation is really astounding. This boxing method is continuous in shape and intention. Every move is penetrated step by step. It is continuous and continuous. It uses softness to overcome hardness and attack later. It is the first of another school of martial arts.
He is worthy of being a great martial arts master, but at this level, he is already above me."
After completing a set of Tai Chi skills, Zhang Sanfeng was full of energy and energy, his face was as rosy as jade, his breath was deep and long, seeming to be there and not at all, just like the breath of a turtle, Xuanwu is touching the water, and the Taoist charm is permeating the air.
Taiyuan watched from the side and sighed in his heart, asking himself about his own martial arts realm. Although he had achieved innate talent and understood the meaning of the sword, his understanding and knowledge in the martial arts realm was not as good as Zhang Sanfeng's centuries-old cultivation.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) In the end, it is still a bit worse.
Zhang Sanfeng asked Zhang Wuji and Yu Daiyan again about their harvest. Just when he was about to say a few more words to Taiyuan, there were bursts of noise from Wu's front hall, and bright lights could be seen faintly. It seemed that many people appeared in Wudang Mountain.
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At this moment, a young Taoist priest jumped over with an anxious expression.
"Master, something bad has happened. There is a group of Mingjiao people coming to worship the mountain in the front hall. They all look fierce and want Master to come and meet them."
As soon as the Taoist priest finished speaking, a wave of evil words came vaguely along the mountain wind.
"Zhang Sanfeng, you shy little turtle, if you don't come out, your Taoist temple will be burned down!"
"Zhang Laodao, are you afraid of my Mingjiao? You hide in the back mountain and don't dare to come out. How can you be considered the greatest master in the world?"
There was a constant sound of shouting and cursing. Everyone present, including Zhang Sanfeng, Taiyuan, Zhang Wuji, and Yu Daiyan, were all people with profound internal skills. Although they were far away, they could still hear these sounds clearly.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, as the leader of the Ming Cult, Pindao really doesn't know that a large group of people from our Ming Cult are coming to Wudang. How about we go out and see what the mystery is?"
Taiyuan said something, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and he vaguely understood a lot in his heart. He smiled lightly and nodded in agreement.
Yu Daiyan and Zhang Wuji naturally had no problem, and followed them towards the Zixiao Palace.
At this moment, Zixiao Palace was bustling with people, noisy and chaotic, with a lot of shouting and swearing, it was really lively.
Zhang Sanfeng and his party came from the back mountain and entered the main hall. The noisy crowd immediately became quiet after seeing the figures of a few people.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, you all came to Wudang late at night. It is a great honor for me, but I don't know where the person in charge is, and what advice can I have?"
As the landlord, Zhang Sanfeng was the first to speak. His voice was clear and dense, and fell into the crowd. Everyone felt that the voice was ringing in their own ears. The exquisite control of internal energy with this hand was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Some people with good eyesight showed shocked expressions.
"Oh, Mr. Zhang is such a big arrogant person. It took so long to come out to see each other. Could it be that he looks down on my Mingjiao followers?"
As the words rang out, the crowd in the main hall of Zixiao Palace parted, and a young man in brocade clothes and holding a folding fan walked out. This man's skin was white and shiny, his eyes were big and bright, and he was surrounded by a...
A sense of luxury and nobility.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Zhang Sanfeng didn't care about the squeeze from Huazhong and said calmly.
"Ahem, Taiyuan, the leader of Mingjiao, came to Wudang today, but he has an important matter to discuss with Master Zhang!"
This young man claimed to be the leader of the Ming Cult. Zhang Wuji looked on in shock, but Taiyuan Taoist saw it with interest. Especially since this man also named himself after his Taoist name, he found it even more interesting.
This person is naturally none other than Zhao Min, the daughter of Princess Yuanmeng and King Ruyang.
"The old Taoist doesn't know, what do you want to discuss with me?"
Zhang Sanfeng was over a hundred years old, and his eyesight was so sharp that he could tell at a glance that the person in front of him was a girl. However, he did not reveal it and instead followed the words and continued to ask questions.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, in the whole world, is it the land of the king? Is it the land of the king? The emperor of Mongolia is powerful all over the world. I am here today to ask Zhenzhen Zhang to lead the Wudang and serve the imperial court. If Zhenzhen Zhang agrees,
, Wealth and glory are at your fingertips all over Wudang, and you, Mr. Zhang, can also be the protector of the country in the Mongolian court, with a noble status and a name that will go down in history. I wonder what Mr. Zhang wants?"
Zhao Min realized that the situation was completely in his own hands. When he spoke, he went straight to the point and was about to surrender Zhang Sanfeng.