Perhaps he was too old, he was over a hundred years old after all. Zhang Sanfeng became more and more cheerful and seldom appeared in front of people.
Even Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, besides preparing all kinds of daily necessities for his master, could not see his master more than a few times a year.
Zhang Sanfeng's small courtyard was a bit remote. Song Xuan came to the door, tidied his clothes, and was about to knock on the door when he saw the two panel doors opened with a creak.
"It's Qingshu who's back. Come in!"
The voice was a bit old, but it was not weak, but rather full of energy.
Song Xuan was startled for a moment. He could tell who was coming through the door. Could it be that he had already cultivated his divine consciousness in the innate realm?
This is entering the Tao through martial arts!
Walking into the small courtyard, I saw in the center of the courtyard, Taoist Sanfeng, who had white hair and a childlike face, and an immortal spirit, sitting cross-legged on a futon, looking up at the sky, as if he was comprehending something.
Song Xuan entered the courtyard, knelt on the ground respectfully, and kowtowed, "Qingshu, pay your respects to Grand Master!"
Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his gaze, turned his eyes, fell on Song Xuan, and said with a smile: "In the blink of an eye, you, a naughty little monkey, have grown into a young man. Time flies so fast!"
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and Song Xuan suddenly felt that there seemed to be an invisible force of restraint surrounding him. Then, his body stood up involuntarily.
This hand really shocked him.
Is this still a warrior's method?
Grand Master, tell the truth. In fact, you are not practicing martial arts, you are cultivating immortality, right?!
"From now on, don't kowtow to me all the time. I'm just old, not dead! I really want to kowtow. When I close my eyes one day, it's not too late for you to kowtow again!"
When it comes to life and death, Zhang Sanfeng is very indifferent and seems to have taken it lightly for a long time.
Song Xuan, on the other hand, couldn't help but murmur to himself.
It’s hard to say who will close his eyes first among the two of us, considering that my great master’s method is comparable to that of cultivating an immortal!
In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Song Xuan was the child he had watched grow up, and he did not regard him as an outsider at all. When he saw Song Xuan stand up, he immediately looked at him with a smile.
"Qingshu, do you want a wife or not?"
Song Xuan was stunned, "Master Tai, at your age, why do you still worry about such trivial matters?"
"This is no small matter!"
Zhang Sanfeng sat carelessly on the futon and said with a laugh: "Your great master, although I have become a Taoist priest, we in the Wudang sect cannot help but marry. If you want a wife, take advantage of the fact that my old arms and legs can still move.
Let me help you out.
This is you, kid. I still have something to worry about. If it were someone else, whether I would get a wife or not, and whether I would have children, I wouldn’t have the time to care about these things!"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment and then said tentatively: "Master Tai is concerned about my marriage. You have been old all your life, why haven't you thought about your own marriage?"
Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was startled, "You little guy, you have become more and more courageous after being out for two years!"
As he said that, he laughed, "But that's fine. Don't follow your father's example. The older you get, the less courage you get. You don't even dare to make a big sound in front of me.
I am his master and I don’t eat people, so I don’t understand what they are afraid of!”
"My father and the others are also very filial. They are afraid of making you angry." Song Xuan brought the topic back to the previous topic and asked: "Master Tai, you haven't said it yet. Since you are so concerned about my marriage, you have not done anything for yourself in these years."
Consider it?"
In a few words, he had a somewhat understanding of Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng's temperament.
This is an old kid who speaks and does things according to his temperament and doesn't like those twists and turns. In front of him, the more reserved and respectful you are, the more he won't be happy.
"Hey, when you were young, who didn't think about women?"
Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve chatted with anyone, but Zhang Sanfeng came to chat today.
"When I was your age, I was a talented person, and there were many chivalrous women in the world who fell in love with me."
Song Xuan sat next to him, basking in the sun, and said with a smile, "How come you are still single, Grand Master?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Sanfeng's expression became a bit more reminiscent.
"This matter can only be said to be fate. When you were young, meeting someone who was too amazing sometimes was not a good thing."
As he said that, he seemed to see the bright and smart girl in front of his eyes again, but that was already a hundred years ago!
Song Xuan looked at the Grand Master who was deep in thought and felt deeply in his heart.
When we first met at Fengling Ferry, we missed Yang Guo for the rest of our lives.
There are long pines and cypresses on Shaoshi Mountain, and a century-old dream seems like meeting for the first time!
Perhaps in Grand Master's heart, the heroine Guo Xiang in his heart has always been the bright, intelligent, free and easy Bai Yueguang, right?
"A hundred years have passed, things have changed and people have changed. I won't mention the past!"
After a long while, Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly and continued: "Let's talk about you, Qingshu. This time you traveled far away, did you meet a woman who made your heart beat?"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "I met an excellent girl. I have some good feelings about her. Let's just say I'm excited. It doesn't seem to be to that extent!"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "It seems that girl still doesn't amaze you enough!"
"By the way, did you meet that old nun from Master Miejie when you returned to the mountain gate? She is here to give you a wife. As long as you nod your head, you can choose any young girl from the Emei sect.
Whichever one you like, Grand Master will personally act as a matchmaker for you!"
Song Xuan: "."
I just like Taishifu’s domineering spirit.
He just couldn't figure it out. With such a big backer behind him, Song Qingshu in the original plot didn't take advantage of the situation and chose to be a licking dog for Zhou Zhiruo. How did he get such a brain?
"I did meet Master Miejie, and even gave her a slap in the face!"
"Oh?" Zhang Sanfeng stood up suddenly, frowned slightly, and asked: "Then the old nun bullies the young by bullying the young? You didn't suffer any loss, did you?"
"No, on the contrary, she suffered a little loss!"
Zhang Sanfeng's temperament was not difficult to get along with, and Song Xuan felt much more relaxed. He briefly described what happened after returning to the mountain.
After hearing that Song Xuan knocked Miu Miu away with one palm, Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "It seems that you have gained a lot from going down the mountain this time. Although it was unexpected, the ability to make Miu Miu suffer a hidden loss is really extraordinary.
By the way, Zhiruo, that child, I sent her to the Emei Sect when she was still young.
That child has a good temperament and a decent appearance. Counting the time, he must be seventeen or eighteen years old, right?
When I first met this child, I took Wuji down the mountain to find a cure."
Speaking of Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng looked gloomy and let out a long sigh, "If Wuji were still alive, he should be about the same age as Zhiruona by now."