Zhang Yange's eight swords broke through eight swords.
But in the end Jian Jiu Lao Huang was not used.
That sword was prepared by him for Wang Xianzhi.
Sword nine!
Zhang Yange was not sure of winning, so he said he lost.
In the secret room under the Tingchao Pavilion, an old man in sheepskin fur clasped his feet with his one arm and murmured to himself, "Finally, among these swordsmen, there is one who can see through it."
After saying that, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.
"Mr. Zhang! I have these eight swords, please accept them and bow down." Chu Kuangnu bowed and said.
Zhang Yange bowed to him unceremoniously.
Yuan Zuozong also bowed to Zhang Yange.
"Brother Yange, your swordsmanship is much better than that of Gu Jiantang. Let's go and kill that guy named Gu sometime." Xu Xiao laughed upstairs.
"I must go and see the person who is the best in Liyang sword skills." Zhang Yange said seriously.
With these eight methods, we can formulate the general outline of sword techniques in the world!
Half an hour later, Nangong woke up.
She saw that she was covered with Xu Fengnian's robe, and Zhang Yange was sitting not far away, flipping through a sword manual.
"Mr. Zhang, I will definitely fight with you one day." Nangong said seriously.
"Yeah." Zhang Yange nodded casually.
Another month later, Zhang Yange finished reading the 20,000 secret books on the first floor.
The only major event during this period was that Huang left.
Like the original work, he found his own sword heart.
He wants to go to Emperor Wu City!
Xu Fengnian looked at Zhang Yange, obviously wanting him to persuade him.
Xu Fengnian could even guess that Lao Huang's trip was partly for him.
Zhang Yange, however, had no intention of speaking. There was no reason for a swordsman to give up his ideal of climbing to the top.
To the world, Wang Xianzhi is the pinnacle.
Emperor Wu City is located on the cliff of the East China Sea, but they did not go there during their trip this time.
The city lord Wang Xianzhi is nearly a hundred years old, but he has been famous for eighty years. He is a martial arts genius who deserves to be seen once in a hundred years. He is not known for carrying any weapons when he debuts at a young age. He only fights with one hand.
At the age of twenty-five, he was promoted to the rank of peerless masters. At the age of forty, he challenged the sword god Li Chungang of his generation. He used his two fingers to break off a wooden ox and horse that were as solid as clay. He became famous all over the world and became famous all over the world.
Wang Xianzhi clearly has the qualifications to be number one in the world and look down on the others, but he still ranks second in the world. This makes the top ten most popular martial arts masters ranked eleventh, and the throne of number one has been vacant for twenty years.
Lao Huang went to Emperor Wu City because of Xu Fengnian, but mostly because of his own swordsmanship.
The last time he was defeated by Wang Xianzhi, Huang Lu was left on the wall of Emperor Wu City, leaving his sword heart broken.
Along the way, Xu Fengnian was also repairing his sword heart. Now that he had regained his sword heart, it was time to go to Emperor Wu City.
This is just like the day Lin Ya persuaded Zhang Yange to kill Xuanyuan Guoqi and then leave, but it is the same reason that Zhang Yange would not be satisfied if he did not beat Xuanyuan Pan.
"I'll treat you to some rice wine tonight," Zhang Yange said.
"That's a good relationship!" Lao Huang showed a smile that was missing a front tooth.
Xu Fengnian finally sighed, "If you can't beat him, come back quickly. After all, he is Wang Xianzhi, the best in the world."
"No. 2 in the world!" Lao Huang corrected.
"You're stupid. It's better to win than the best in the world, or second best!" Xu Fengnian said angrily, "Besides, losing to the best in the world doesn't sound good either!"
In the end, he didn't try to persuade her any more, and the three of them drank all night.
The next day, Lao Huang turned around and left, carrying the sword box and leading a skinny horse.
After Zhang Yange read the sword manual of Nine Swords, he gave it to Xu Fengnian and asked him to help him find a successor.
In the end, the name of Jian Jiuliuqianli was given by Xu Fengnian.
This was Zhang Yange's first time staying overnight at Beiliang Prince's Mansion. Zhang Yange finished washing himself on the second day and went directly to Tingchao Pavilion.
At this time, Nangong's mentality has completely calmed down, and she has completely accepted that her talent is not as good as Zhang Yange's.
"Go upstairs tomorrow?" Xu Fengnian asked.
"No, I plan to go to Wudang to have a look." Zhang Yange said.
"That's good!" Xu Fengnian stood up directly, "My eldest sister just left, and I asked Old Man Chu to help me beat someone up."
Zhang Yange naturally knew who Xu Fengnian wanted to beat.
"Then let's get together tomorrow," Zhang Yange said.
The next day, Xu Fengnian and Zhang Yange took Chu Kuangnu directly to Wudang Mountain.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yange looked up.
At this time, Wudangshan's young master riding a green bull seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Seeing the Hong Xixiang, Xu Fengnian jumped off his horse.
"Your Highness, can you please not slap me in the face?"
"Okay!" Then Xu Fengnian punched him in the face.
After a while, Hong Xixiang put down his hands protecting his face, and Xu Fengnian was panting from exhaustion.
Originally, Chu Kuangnu thought that this trip would be easy, just beating a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain, but after he took one look at Hong Xixiang, he had no intention of taking action.
Because he is afraid!
It was a fear that cannot be described in words.
After being beaten, Hong Xixiang looked at Zhang Yange
The two looked at each other, then smiled at each other.
"This is my brother!" Xu Fengnian said.
"Flood the elephant!"
"Zhang Yange!"
Seeing that the two of them looked sympathetic to each other, Xu Fengnian was very dissatisfied.
Hong Xixiang took the three people to Wudang Mountain.
On the way, Hong Xixiang introduced the scenery of Wudang Mountain, but Hong Xixiang always hesitated to speak. Zhang Yange listened to his introduction, but seemed a little absent-minded.
Originally, Xu Fengnian just wanted to vent her anger to her eldest sister, Xu Zhihu, and left after beating Hong Xixiang. However, she did not expect that Hong Xixiang would actually pull Zhang Yange and start a familiar conversation.
Wudang Mountain has two pools, four pools, nine wells, twenty-four deep streams, thirty-six rocks, eighty-one peaks, five miles of one nunnery, and ten miles of palaces.
The red walls and green tiles look exquisite, with the Taizhen Palace on Yuzhu Peak as the center. The Eighty-one Peaks surround this peak and the palace is tilted down, forming the famous Eighty-one Peaks facing the top.
For thousands of years, countless seekers of immortality have retreated to Wudang, sitting on the cliff of oblivion, or hiding in immortal coffins, listening to jade and gold and Buddhist music, watching mist and clouds surging over green mountains and beautiful water, leaving behind countless legends.
Finally they walked into the archway where Xuanwu was standing.
Zhang Yange took a deep breath...
"Zhang Shaoxia and Wudang are destined!"
"The fate is not shallow." Zhang Yange said in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, I am taking Zhang Shaoxia to meet the head master." Hong Xixiang turned to Xu Fengnian and said.
"Go." Xu Fengnian said.
He and Chu Kuangnu stayed under the archway with no intention of going any further.
Hong Xixiang took Zhang Yange and walked up the mountain.
On the way, Hong Xixiang talked about Taoist collections, and Zhang Yange was the bigger one. But when they talked about martial arts, Zhang Yange and Hong Xixiang started talking happily.
"Zhang Shaoxia, your martial arts talent is so high!" Hong Xixiang stretched out his hand and raised it above his head.