As soon as Lu Fu finished speaking, Song Qingshu shouted, "How can you be like me?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
"I, I want to be able to cure the cold poison on my body, and then practice martial arts like everyone else." Zhang Wuji looked at everyone who was a little embarrassed. "Finally, I will go on a heroic journey with my junior uncle!"
"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed at him kindly.
Because of Zhang Yange's relationship with him this time, the three generations of disciples had a much better sense of Zhang Wuji.
"It's my turn! It's my turn!" Song Qingshu said hurriedly, "I want to be like my junior uncle."
Although there is nothing new, everyone thinks it is very good.
As soon as midnight passed, Zhang Yange sent them back to sleep.
He stood alone on the top of Wudang Mountain
Looking at the bottom of the mountain! Looking at all living things!
Emeishan
"Are you still practicing your sword today?" Jingxu looked at Zhou Zhiruo and asked.
In the entire Emei sect, everyone except the petty Ding Minjun likes her. The reason why Ding Minjun doesn't like Zhou Zhiruo is very simple, it's because of jealousy.
Miexu attaches great importance to Zhou Zhiruo. It can be said that apart from Ji Xiaofu, Zhou Zhiruo is the one he attaches most importance to.
Ding Minjun had the handle on Ji Xiaofu, so he no longer worried about her. But who knew that another Zhou Zhiruo had arrived.
"I have nothing to do anyway," she said with a smile.
In two years, Zhou Zhiruo has grown into a graceful figure, and her appearance is even more touching.
"Have you heard about Zhang Baxia?" Jingxu naturally knew about her relationship with Zhang Yange.
"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Zhiruo stopped her sword and asked.
The last time she heard the story of Zhang Yange's rescue of the Sihai Escort Bureau, she was very happy. Jingxu then told her about Zhang Yange's teaming up with the Kunlun Sect to destroy the Vajra Gate.
"This Zhang Baxia is quite famous now."
"This level is very simple for Brother Zhang." Zhou Zhiruo always had blind confidence in him.
Jingxu chatted with her for a while and then asked Zhou Zhiruo to go back to rest. She returned to the room and gently touched the long sword that Zhang Yange gave her.
"I haven't seen you in two years."
Missing you always ferment slowly and inadvertently.
As soon as the second day of the new year passed, everyone prepared Zhang Wuji's things for going down the mountain.
After Lao Zhang gave a few instructions, he was going to retreat.
Now that Zhang Wuji's cold poison has been stabilized, Yu Daiyan is back to health.
Lao Zhang also had no worries at all, his thoughts were clear, and he always felt that he would gain something from this retreat.
The task of sending Zhang Wuji down the mountain finally fell on Mo Qi.
Zhang Yange was left in the sect because in a few days it would be the birthday party of Shi Huolong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, and Song Yuanqiao planned to let him attend and get to know more heroes at the same time.
These days, they have been practicing the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation together. The position vacated by Mo Qi can only be replaced by Song Qingshu reluctantly.
Zhang Yange memorized the formation's position after reading it once, but Yu Daiyan was a little unfamiliar with it.
They accompanied Yu Daiyan over and over to get familiar with it, and finally Song Yuanqiao said happily, "With the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation, it is equivalent to sixty-four first-class masters taking action at the same time!
The fifth brother was..."
Yu Daiyan also felt extremely guilty. He felt that Zhang Cuishan died for him.
"Senior brothers, why do I always want to hit something after practicing this formation?" Zhang Yange saw that everyone was feeling sad again, so he hurriedly said.
When he said this, everyone was amused, and the sad mood just now was diluted a lot.
Mo Qi-san returned to the mountain a few days later.
As soon as he came back, everyone practiced the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation several times together. Yu Daiyan's mastery of this formation has completely reached the previous level.
Moreover, during this period of time, the six of them have made great progress in their Zhenwu Suppression Skills.
Among them, Yu Lianzhou has reached the second floor, and several others have also reached the first floor.
Naturally, there are always people who are looking for trouble. Yin Liting asked, "Xiaoba, what level have you reached?"
Zhang Yange smiled and held out five fingers.
"Brother Six, what are you asking for?" Mo Qi said angrily.
Yin Liting still asked without giving up, "How is your mastery of Wuji Gong?"
Zhang Yange smiled and asked, "Brother Six, are you sure you want to know?"
"No! Let's compete." Yin Liting still has a bit of a boyish look about him.
"Let's compete in swordsmanship!" Zhang Yange said with a smile.
"Better than you."
"I'm pretty much the same."
"Xiaoba, Brother Six will give you a good test today." Yin Liting said with a smile.
Song Yuanqiao and Yu Er looked at each other and smiled. They had already seen that Zhang Yange's internal strength was as good as the two of them.
Each of them has a wooden sword.
Yin Liting used Wudang swordsmanship as soon as he made a move, but Zhang Yange only used his eight sword skills to fight the enemy.
After ten sword strikes, Yin Liting lost.
However, Zhang Yange deliberately let the enemy go, and they got hundreds of hits.
Yin Liting smiled and sheathed her sword, "Xiaoba, you don't have to give face to Sixth Brother. It seems that Sixth Brother is no longer your opponent.
You kid is really a monster."
He reached out to rub Zhang Yange's hair, but found that Zhang Yange was already taller than him. In the end, he could only pat his shoulder.
"Among us, the eighth brother's ability is probably only comparable to that of the second brother." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.
Song Qingshu knew that his father was not a person who liked to talk in public, but he didn't expect his junior uncle to be so powerful.
A few days later, Zhang Yange went to the Beggar Clan alone.
After the battle in Xiangyang, all the elite members of the Beggar Clan were killed or injured.
Even the inheritance of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms is almost over. It is said that Shi Huolong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, has only learned twelve palms at this time.
However, these twelve palms also made Shi Huolong famous in the world, earning him the title of Gold and Silver Palms.
Zhang Yange remembered that Chen Youliang should also be in the Beggar Clan at this time.
To be honest, he was more interested in Chen Youliang than Shi Huolong.
Generally speaking, Zhang Yange is not very fond of the Beggar Clan. If it weren't for the respect he had for the Xiangyang Battle, his feelings would be even worse.
But no matter what, he went to the Beggar Clan's chief helm as promised.
There were many people from the world who came to congratulate me on my birthday along the way.
Zhang Yange walked among them like a chicken standing out from the crowd, looking very eye-catching. Naturally, the Beggar Gang was very attentive to celebrating Shi Huolong's birthday.
The birthday banquet held during this period is naturally not just for celebrating birthdays. Why doesn’t the Beggar Gang want to restore their glory as the largest gang in the world?
Along the way, Zhang Yange always felt that someone seemed to be following him. He tried several times and found that the person was very cautious.
This made him feel a little curious, but in any case, it seemed that this trip to the Beggar Clan should be very interesting.
The Beggar Gang no longer has the strength of the largest gang in the world, but the chief helmsman still builds it with style.
Zhang Yange took out the invitation, and the Beggar Clan disciples who were supposed to call him were somewhat scornful when they saw that he was young.
But when I opened the invitation and took a look, I immediately bent over.
"Welcome Wudang Zhang Baxia!"
Hearing Zhang Yange's arrival, the entire hall was silent for a while, and the leader of the martial arts training came out to greet Zhang Yange in person.