But look at the pitiful appearance of this silly boy.
Zhang Yange said with a smile, "You followed me as soon as I went to Wudang. Naturally, my relationship with you became deeper."
After hearing this, Song Qingshu just wanted to give his life to his junior uncle.
"Uncle Junior, I won't argue with Zhang Wuji anymore." Song Qingshu took a deep breath.
"That's right. A man should be more open-minded." Zhang Yange patted him and said.
Song Qingshu: Huh! My junior uncle likes me the most! Who is Zhang Wuji!
Early on the next morning, Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu arrived hand in hand, followed by Song Qingshu and his little tail. The things they brought for Zhang Wuji had already been sent down the mountain by the Taoist boys.
They originally wanted to prepare a carriage for Zhang Yange, but Zhang Yange refused.
Traveling around the world is such a romantic thing.
What's the point of catching a carriage? Besides, he plans to use a ladder to quickly improve his Qinggong level.
"You must pay attention to safety in the arena. This is our Wudang's distress signal. If you encounter trouble, don't resist." Song Yuanqiao said nonstop, "Also, I asked someone to bring you some elixirs, which are very good for healing injuries.
benefit…"
Zhang Yange listened patiently, and Mo Shenggu frowned slightly.
The first time he went to Jianghu, the senior brother also nagged him like this.
"Dad, you are too nagging." Song Qingshu couldn't help but say.
"You have to come back before the eighteenth day of next month." Song Yuanqiao glared at his son, and then said to Zhang Yange.
"I understand." Zhang Yange replied.
"Look at how patient your little uncle is." Song Yuanqiao said. "Eighth brother, you must pay attention to safety. You are the future of our Wudang."
Zhang Yange heard the expectation and responsibility in the last sentence.
He nodded seriously.
"Uncle Junior, you have to come back early." Song Qingshu said reluctantly.
Song Yuanqiao touched his son's head. Since Zhang Yange came, this boy has changed a lot. He is becoming more and more diligent in practicing. He is not as impetuous and worried as before.
Mo Shenggu didn't say anything, just patted Zhang Yange on the shoulder.
If Zhang Yange guessed correctly, he would have secretly protected himself this time when he went down to Mo Sheng Valley.
But just pretend not to know about this kind of thing.
After lunch, Zhang Yange said goodbye to Lao Zhang and went directly down the mountain.
Mo Shenggu felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by several senior brothers.
"I will definitely protect Xiaoba." Mo Shenggu said with a smile.
Song Yuanqiao nagged again, and Mo Shenggu smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, if you keep talking, Xiaoba will go far away..."
"Go quickly and protect Xiaoba." Yu Daiyan ordered.
"Don't worry." Mo Shenggu hugged the five of them and went straight down the mountain.
Zhang Yange took the package from the little Taoist boy. It was difficult for the two Taoist boys to carry it, but Zhang Yange could carry it easily alone.
The remaining six skill points he had before were still in the Dragon Elephant Skill, and now he was already terrifying with the power of the three dragons and three elephants.
He had just arrived from Wudang and was walking on the mountain road.
Suddenly, a motorcade came slowly, and it was obviously heading towards Wudang.
Zhang Yange jumped lightly and walked over.
Seeing Sun Qian on the carriage, Zhang Yange said, "Why did Master Sun come to Wudang?"
At this time, Zhang Yange had already started practicing Wuji Kung Fu.
Sun Qian, who was far away, heard him clearly when he opened his mouth.
Sun Qian quickly stopped the carriage. He jumped out of the carriage and the housekeeper helped him forward.
Seeing the huge baggage behind Zhang Yange, he was still stunned for a moment.
Sure enough, there are gods in Wudang Mountain.
At this time, Zhang Yange was dressed in black, and even the huge baggage did not hinder his coolness. The Seven Heroes of Wudang usually changed into their own clothes when they went down the mountain.
"I brought my daughter here to thank Master Zhang." Sun Qian said with a smile.
Zhang Yange said, "The mountain road ahead is rugged, and your carriage may not be able to go up."
"I have prepared many porters, and the gifts for Master Zhang must be delivered." Sun Qian said sincerely.
Later, when he listened to the woman's explanation of the incident, he understood why Zhang Sanfeng asked everyone to retreat. This old god was not only extremely capable, but also lay in common sense.
This made Sun Qian even more grateful and waited for his daughter to make a complete recovery.
He took his daughter to Wudang to thank Zhang Sanfeng.
"Is Miss Sun okay?" Zhang Yange asked.
"It's okay, my daughter and son-in-law are both on the carriage." Sun Qian said with a smile.
His son-in-law was also from the martial arts world. After what happened last time, Sun Qian hired many practitioners to look after his home and nursery.
The man had a very kind character. Sun Chunyue felt safe when she was with him and was interesting to him. Sun Qian did not hide Sun Chunyue's affairs. After hearing this, the man just felt sorry for Chunyue.
So Sun Qian chose a good day, and when Sun Chunyue was healthy, they got married.
Zhang Yange had a smile on his face and expressed his sincere blessing.
After bidding farewell to Sun Qian, Zhang Yange used Tiyun Zong.
He was running through the jungle...
This time he passed by the same village as last time. The village was still the same. This time Zhang Yange got a lot of fish and rabbits and gave them to the people in the village.
Along the way, he drove with all his strength, and his Tiyunzong and Wuji skills improved a lot.
In seven or eight days, the Butterfly Valley will be right in front of you.
He planned to go to a nearby town to rest for a day, and then go to see Zhang Wuji early tomorrow morning.
When he arrived in the small town, Zhang Yange wanted to find an inn to stay.
The town was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and it was obvious that someone was getting married.
The person getting married happened to be an innkeeper, and there was only one inn in the town.
Zhang Yange stood in a daze at the door of the inn. There were many people in the inn.
"I'm really sorry, young hero. Our boss has a happy event today, so the shop won't be accepting customers for the next few days," said the boy running the hall.
Zhang Yange nodded and prepared to find a ruined temple or something to survive the night.
The boss suddenly came out and said, "Young hero, we are destined to meet each other. If you don't mind, let's have some fun together over there."
"When I give money, it's considered as money I give to the newcomers."
The boss waved his hands repeatedly, "I can't have it! I can't have it!"
Seeing that he was sincere, Zhang Yange followed him into the inn without any courtesy.
The next day was the wedding of the boss's son. Zhang Yange watched a wedding of ancient working people and left quietly in the afternoon.
Before leaving, I wrapped ten taels of silver in red paper in the guest room.
As the eighth director of the second leading listed company in Yitian Jianghu, Zhang Yange is naturally not short of money.
Song Yuanqiao directly gave him three hundred taels for the trip down the mountain this time, and Zhang Yange didn't spend much money on the way.
The closer to Butterfly Valley, the stronger the smell of the herbs. After walking for a month, Zhang Yange finally saw a small courtyard.
Before the person arrived at the small courtyard, he heard a familiar voice yelling, "Cousin, please kiss me!"
"Shut up! Who else is your cousin?" Another voice said coldly.
"The people named Hu were all the same family five hundred years ago, brother!" Old Hu Tian said shamelessly. "It hurts, it hurts! Brother, be gentle!"