Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom. The ignorant boy in the past has now become the leader of a faction, but it is a pity that the beauty beside him is no longer there, and everything has changed.
In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, Zhang Junbao sat on the main seat. Under him was a young man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, but his gentle and elegant demeanor was very pleasing to the eye.
"Yuanqiao, have you heard about the rumors about the dragon-slaying knife in the world?" Zhang Junbao asked.
Song Yuanqiao nodded and said: "Yes, master. Disciples have heard about it. Rumor has it that the supreme king of martial arts slays dragons with his sword and commands the world. No one dares to disobey or rely on the sky. Who can compete with him? According to legend, this dragon slayer
The sword, the Yitian Sword, was forged by the former hero Guo Jing and the leader of the Huang Rong Gang. It contains supreme secrets. Now it is known that the Yitian Sword is in the hands of the Emei sect Guo Xiang and the female hero Guo. As for the Dragon-Slaying Sword, it appeared in Xiangyang and was never seen again.
.Now some people say that this knife appeared in Xi'an, but I don't know whether it is true."
Zhang Junbao nodded. He had written to Guo Xiang to ask about this matter, and she confirmed that the rumors were basically true. However, why did the Dragon Sword and the Heavenly Sword suddenly appear in the world? In the past, Guo Xiang did not have the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
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"Could it be a conspiracy by the Mongols?" Zhang Junbao was startled. He stood up and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Yuanqiao, I have to go on a trip as a teacher, so you should stay on Wudang Mountain."
"Yes, Master!"
Song Yuanqiao bowed and quietly followed his master's task of looking after the house. Zhang Junbao reached for the long sword on the table, carried a small baggage with him, and went down the mountain.
Because of the Dragon Sword, countless people in the world gathered in Xi'an City, Shaolin, Kongtong, Huashan and other major sects, and also sent disciples. Even the Meng Yuan court quietly sent people to investigate.
On this day, Zhang Junbao came to Xi'an City. As soon as he entered the city, he saw two people fighting in front of a tavern. There were many people around them, most of them carrying weapons. They were obviously martial arts men.
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They watched the two men fighting in the field, with no intention of joining hands. Zhang Junbao knew that people in the Jianghu community usually have a tendency to care about their own affairs, so it was not surprising. He squeezed through the crowd and walked to the front.
Only then did he see the two people fighting clearly.
These are two big men, one holding a steel sword and wearing silk armor, looking like a general; the other holding a blue light sword, wearing a green silk robe, looking very powerful.
"Brother, who are these two people? Why are they fighting again?"
Zhang Junbao asked the big man with a kind face on the side. The big man laughed and said: "The man in silk armor is Xiangxi swordsman Zhuo Yiqing, who is the leading swordsman in the past ten years. The man in green robe is Zuo Zongbao of Taishi Mountain.
He is also a master who has risen this year. The two of them had a fight due to a language conflict. It is not a big deal, but it is the same for all men in the world. I think my brother is also a man in the world. You should be careful when walking and don't be careless.
I had a conflict with someone else."
"Thank you for the warning, brother. You should remember this!" Zhang Junbao hugged his hands and turned to look at the two's martial arts skills seriously.
Just now the big man said that these two people are both good martial arts masters, but after watching Zhang Junbao for a while, he felt that these two people were not very good at martial arts. They were fighting with the same set of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and they were completely mechanical.
, although there were many changes, it belonged to the swordsmanship itself and had nothing to do with him. After seeing this, Zhang Junbao lost his temper and walked straight into the tavern. Only when he got inside did he find that there were many people here.
Bobo wears a variety of different costumes, but they are very different from each other. People can tell who belongs to Bobo at a glance.
Zhang Junbao took a look and found that the hall was full of people. He didn't know what to do for a moment. At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of the harp. He looked sideways and found an old man and an eleven or twelve-year-old child sitting there.
As he was performing, his mind moved, so he walked over, cupped his fists and said, "Uncle, I wonder if I can sit here?"
The old man saw that Zhang Junbao was dressed in ordinary clothes, but he had an extraordinary temperament, and he was carrying a long sword behind his back. Knowing that he did not dare to offend the people in the world, he immediately stood up and saluted, saying: "Young hero, please take a seat quickly, little old man, I respectfully invite you!"
"What a bother to my father-in-law!" Zhang Junbao said and sat down. He ordered two plates of ingredients, asked for a pot of tea, and started eating by himself. He only took two bites when he heard a grunting sound coming from the side.
The voice. He was slightly startled, and looked up at the child beside him. The child was staring at the food on his plate with his eyes wide open, with a trace of longing in his eyes. At this time, Zhang Junbao noticed that although the child was not very tall,
He is short, but has a thin body and a skinny face, which makes him look very pitiful.
"Child, come and eat!" Zhang Junbao pushed the food in front of him, clasped his fists at the old man and said: "Old man, I have to take care of this kid. Please don't be polite and let's eat together!" After that, he called the kid over.
Second, he asked for two dishes again, including a meat dish, which he wanted as a child.
When the old man saw Zhang Junbao being so kind and grateful, he immediately knelt down in front of him. But Zhang Junbao had quick eyes and quick hands, how could he let him do this?
Just as they were declining, two more big men came in from outside. They were two men who looked quite similar, but although their faces were similar, one was tall and burly, while the other was as thin as a bamboo pole, which was quite surprising.
"Brother, there is no room!" the burly man shouted to the thin man.
The thin man turned his eyes around and found that most of them were sitting at the same table. However, Zhang Junbao's table was occupied by a boy who didn't look too old, an old man, and a child. The two walked up to Zhang Junbao, patted the table and said:
"Boy, make room!"
Zhang Junbao frowned slightly and stood up and said: "Everyone, there is still room here for you two to sit down. Why did you two drive me away?"
"Huh! I'm willing!" The skinny man snorted coldly and reached out to grab Zhang Junbao. Zhang Junbao didn't hide, and let him grab his shoulder with his big hand. However, who knew that just as the skinny man exerted his strength, a strong force came from Zhang Junbao.
A surge of blood surged through him, knocking him out all of a sudden.
"Okay! So it's Lian Jiazi, let us brothers learn from this!" The thin man was furious, roared angrily and slapped Zhang Junbao with his palm, and the tall and strong man also suddenly pounced on Zhang Junbao.
The store was small, and there was an old man and a child behind Zhang Junbao, so he couldn't flash, and he didn't want to dodge, so he just stood there. When the two of them rushed forward, Zhang Junbao suddenly took action and drew a circle in front of him.
Then the two people suddenly changed directions and collided with each other.
The two of them looked at Zhang Junbao in shock, knowing that they had met a master. Just now, they clearly felt a strong force, but upon closer inspection, Zhang Junbao's hand did not touch the two of them.
"I wonder what you call me?" the thin man asked, cupping his fists.
Zhang Junbao smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said: "I won't change my name when I'm working, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. I'm Wudang Zhang Junbao!"
Zhang Junbao's voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall heard it, especially the three words "Zhang Junbao", which made everyone pay attention. Not many people may know about the Wudang Sect of Wudang Mountain, but when it comes to the three words "Zhang Junbao", everyone
Very few people don't know that his magical skills are earth-shattering, and it is said that he is not too young, but now he looks like a boy in his twenties. This is a monster!
"It turns out to be Zhang Daxia, and our brothers have been offended!" The thin man was also startled, and immediately returned the gift, and then pulled the tall and strong man away. Zhang Junbao didn't say much after seeing this, smiled at everyone and sat down again.
Come down.
However, although he sat down, the people in the hall became lively. This time everyone gathered around the Dragon Saber. Anyone who is not a friend is naturally an enemy. Even Zhang Junbao is the same. It’s just that this guy’s martial arts skills
It is too high and can be said to be among the top masters in the world. Naturally, they dare not be careless. (Note: Zhang Junbao was already sixty years old at this time. Yu Daiyan’s appearance in Yitian was more than fifty years after the fall of the Song Dynasty. Zhang Sanfeng’s ninetieth birthday is now twenty years old.
many years, so he is sixty
After hurriedly finishing lunch, Zhang Junbao stood up and left the tavern with his Zhenwu Sword. However, he stopped not long after walking and said loudly behind him: "You have been following the old Taoist for so long, why don't you show up yet?"
Zhang Junbao couldn't hide what was going on outside, but what surprised him was that the people following him were not martial arts people, but young and old people in the tavern. As soon as the old man saw Zhang Junbao, he knelt down and begged: "Master Zhang, little old man.
I have also heard of your name, and I beg you to accept my poor grandson..."
"This..." Zhang Junbao was shocked, stepped forward to help the old man up, and said softly: "Don't be like this, I just accept him."
"Thank you, Taoist Zhang. Thank you, Taoist Zhang!" The old man was so happy that he immediately pulled his grandson Yu Lianzhou next to the house and asked him to become Zhang Junbao's teacher. Yu Lianzhou was also sensible and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Seeing this, Zhang Junbao helped him again.
He stood up, looked him up and down, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. Although he is thin, his eyes are bright, and he will definitely achieve success in the future. Okay, from now on you are my second disciple, Zhang Junbao."
