Chapter 32 It’s time to replace Wudang Boiling Sheep!
"Junior Sister Ji, are you...pregnant?"
Master Jingxuan has one head and two heads.
If this were true, they would not have to mess around in Emei. It would be a big scandal!
I couldn't help but feel a little grateful to Yang Gui. Fortunately, he didn't tell the matter in public like he did to Shaolin.
Of course Yang Gui would not intentionally create the Emei Sect. After all, it was also the sect founded by Guo Xiang.
But even so, it’s not a big deal.
Master Jingxuan herself is still suspicious. After all, Yang Gui seems to be crazy, talking incoherently, and has no formality.
But when she saw Ji Xiaofu's look, she knew that this must be true.
"Junior Sister Ji, you...how did you...?"
Yang Gui was leaning on crutches and hugging his arms while watching the show happily. He strolled up to Yin Liting and patted his shoulder, "Hey, the sixth child, tell me, you are the sixth child, how can you let me do this?"
Did the sixth child steal the house? Forget it, if you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green in your life..."
Yin Liting almost died.
He rushed over crazily, grabbed Ji Xiaofu's shoulders and shook her: "Junior sister Ji, you... you... you are so..."
Ji Xiaofu bit her lower lip with her teeth, then let go. A row of deep tooth marks appeared on her lip, almost drawing blood. She said in a trembling voice: "Brother Six, I...I really can't help you."
, you have to be more open-minded about everything. I...I can only repay you in the next life."
"It's... who is it? Who is it?"
Yin Liting's lips trembled.
Ji Xiaofu bit her lip and said nothing.
"Ah!"
Yin Liting screamed and fell down on his back.
"Yes," Yang Gui spread his hands and looked at Zhang Sanfeng: "It seems that you should give up the title of Wudang Boiling Yangyang. You are better than your master!"
"Stop talking!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at his old friend with a headache: "They are still children."
"I killed Kublai Khan when I was twenty!"
"Okay, okay, you're awesome. Move, move, look, you're the one messing with my 100th birthday party.
"I'm in the mix. Without me, the Wu-Tang Sect would be dead today, do you know..."
"You come here first, this kid Wuji is dying."
Zhang Sanfeng coaxed Yang Gui away.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others looked at Yang Gui's back with particularly complicated emotions.
It stands to reason that Yang Gui first helped Zhang Cuishan settle the matter with the Longmen Escort Bureau, then turned the target of the dragon-slaying knife away, and finally prevented Yin Liting from being cuckolded.
It is said that not only is there no hatred, but Yang Gui is also very kind to them and the Wudang Clan.
But they couldn't like this crazy old man.
But of course, it was obvious that Yang Gui didn't want to make Zhang Sanfeng's disciples like him.
The people in Emei couldn't ask anything, so they had to take Ji Xiaofu back to Mount Emei in a hurry.
Zhang Sanfeng and Yang Gui forced the cold poison out of Zhang Wuji's body, and finally there was no need to worry about sudden death.
Then Zhang Sanfeng taught Zhang Wuji the Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu, which temporarily suppressed the cold poison.
Seeing that his son's life was not in danger under the control of the two old men, Zhang Cuishan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged his son and said to Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, dad hopes that you will be a person who can distinguish right from wrong in the future, protect yourself, and live well.
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And Yin Susu told Zhang Wuji the classic saying "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she deceives people."
Many times Yang Gui wanted to slap Xiao Longnu in the face and tell Zhang Wuji that your mother is farting. My mother is more than 180 times more beautiful than your mother. She will not lie to anyone at all. But in the end, she did not tell Zhang Wuji that today’s juniors know
I don’t know if Guo Jing is a problem, let alone Xiao Longnu.
Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide that night.
Mo Shenggu, who came to invite Zhang Cuishan to dinner the next day, found suicide notes next to their bodies. Zhang Cuishan bluntly said that he couldn't get over Yu Daiyan's obstacle, not to mention that there were more than 70 members of the Longmen Escort Agency. It was just that the Escort Agency did not dare to pursue the case, but it was not that they would not pursue it.
, the sins of his couple were so serious that they had no choice but to commit suicide to make amends.
Yin Susu did not have such a high moral standard, but she really loved her husband, so she went with him.
The Six Heroes of Wudang burst into tears. Yin Liting suffered two blows in one night, vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and his internal strength declined a lot.
Zhang Sanfeng is also grieving, but the most important thing now is to treat Zhang Wuji.
"Lao Yang, it's all your fault for being such a fool. You agreed that day to steal the Nine Yang Kung from the Shaolin Temple. Why did you let them go?" Zhang San's voice was full of grief and anger, and he urgently needed to beat someone to vent his anger.
"Let's go, let's go today."
Zhang Sanfeng said: "Just wait a few more months. Wuji's cold poison is not yet stable. Let's go. If the cold poison breaks out, my five disciples won't be able to protect him. In another year, we will go to the Shaolin Temple."
Go."
In the original work, Zhang Sanfeng still had a lot of worries, but now he has a best friend who is the same generation as him, and he is fearless. With their current strength, going back more than sixty years ago, Kublai Khan is also
You must die, what else do you need to worry about?
So Zhang Sanfeng looked at the Emei Nine Yang Gong written by Yang Gui, matched it with the Nine Yang Gong he remembered, created an enhanced version of the Nine Yang Gong, and taught it to Zhang Wuji.
After practicing this enhanced version of Nine Yang Kung, Zhang Wuji was able to save his life. However, the cold poison had invaded his internal organs and could not be eradicated. All the internal strength he cultivated had to be used to fight against the constant cold poison in his internal organs. p>
In other words, although Zhang Wuji's life is safe, he cannot practice martial arts and can only be an ordinary person.
But after all, it is much better than the original work.
After Zhang Wuji completed one cycle, the greenness in his face had receded. He felt warm all over his body, and his limbs had never been so strong as before.
He came over, knelt in front of Yang Gui, and kowtowed three times to Yang Gui.
Yang Gui smiled and did not help him. He only said: "Zhang Wuji, your parents were forced to death by me. Instead of taking revenge on me, you kowtow to me. Aren't you afraid that your parents will know about it and scold you for being unfilial?"
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Zhang Wuji raised his head and said seriously: "My father and mother died because they felt ashamed of their third uncle and the Longmen Escort Bureau. They had nothing to do with Grandpa Yang. What do my parents think? I will do it."
My son doesn’t dare to judge. But Grandpa Yang sacrificed his skills to save my life, but Wuji wants to be grateful. If I don’t thank you for saving my life, my parents will scold me.”
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Yang Gui laughed loudly, "Old Zhang, your disciple is more sober than many adults. He is a good boy."
Although Zhang Wuji appears to be slimy and effeminate, this is exactly how he shows his kindness and kindness. In the entire work, he does not take a human life in his hands. This is the only male protagonist among the fourteen films.
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What's more, although this child has a soft temper, his bones are very hard. At the age of ten, he was attacked and tortured by cold poison for days, but he didn't say a word, which is really admirable.
Thinking of this, Yang Gui nodded and said to him: "Get up, I have to snatch this Shaolin Nine Yang Kung for you."
Zhang Wuji said: "Since they belong to the Shaolin Temple, it is not good to rob them by force. Wuji no longer fears for his life, so there is no need to rob them."
Zhang Sanfeng was very relieved after hearing this. He touched Zhang Wuji's head and said, "Wuji, just go ahead and play. You don't need to think so much about adult matters."
"Yes, Grand Master." Zhang Wuji saluted the two of them and ran out to play.
"Old Zhang, I want to train this child to be a first-class and great person." Yang Gui looked at Zhang Wuji's back and said.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Gui warily, "This is the only bit of flesh and blood left by my disciple."
"Look at you, don't you know who I am? You're just worried."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Gui with contempt, "It's because I know your humanity that I'm worried."
Yang Gui just settled down in Wudang Mountain.
The effect of the new Nine Yang Gong is very good. The three Nine Yang Gong that were divided into three at that time were not divided into three, and each of the three people recorded one third. Instead, the three people at that time, according to their own martial arts styles, each
I wrote down what I could understand, and later added my own understanding to improve it.
The Wudang and Emei families’ Nine Yang Kung together cover a total of 70% to 80% of the original text of the Nine Yang Manual. With Zhang Sanfeng and Yang Gui’s current insights and improvements, the overall effect is already over 80% and close to 90%.
The level of Nine Yang Magic.
Therefore, Zhang Wuji recovered quickly. At first, Zhang Sanfeng was needed to help him suppress the cold poison. After a few months, he was soon able to fight the cold poison independently. By the time a year passed, Zhang Wuji was completely different from ordinary people except that he had no internal strength.
No different.
But he didn't know that he had been practicing his internal strength for many years. Although the internal strength he had developed was completely wiped out by the cold poison, his body and internal organs had also become extremely strong through the constant confrontation. Moreover, he had been practicing nine times for many years.
With the foundation of Yang Gong, one day the cold poison is completely eliminated, and his internal strength level will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds.
In the square in front of Zixiao Palace, Zhang Wuji was competing with Song Yuanqiao's son Song Qingshu.
"Junior Brother Zhang, be careful!"
Song Qingshu gave a soft drink, and the middle palace made progress, with a set of flowing clouds and flowing water struck by cotton palms, which was really beautiful.
A group of third and fourth generation disciples were cheering below, and Song Qingshu was also full of pride.
Song Yuanqiao watched from above and covered his face in pain.
Yu Lianzhou comforted him: "Brother, don't be so frustrated. Qingshu is still young, and even we, not to mention him, have not fully understood some of the martial arts principles. At least... at least he is still very good at boxing."
It’s beautiful!”
Song Yuanqiao sighed: "Second brother, you don't have to make amends for this bastard. If he can't understand other profound martial arts principles, we must learn in Wudang Kung Fu, 'Use stillness to stop, and strike later.' Doesn't he know it? If he
Forget about other martial arts, how can this Mianzhang take the initiative?"
As expected, Zhang Wuji unfolded a set of "Wudang Changquan" punches, waiting for Song Qingshu to attack.
The emphasis of Mianzhang is to move and stretch like a cotton, and the palm technique runs in a circle. If it is a defensive counterattack, it is a first-class palm technique. But if you take the initiative to lift the palm to strike, the circle will be broken, and the palm will move like a cotton. If there is
If there is no essential meaning, it is impossible to talk about it.
Although Zhang Wuji had no internal strength, his body was strong, and his palm was light when he did not use the opponent's strength. He was able to withstand Song Qingshu's palm technique. Every time Song Qingshu made a palm, Zhang Wuji punched him.
The simple and long fist strikes afterward, and the soft palm strikes first with thunderous force.
Of course, Song Qingshu's level was not at the level where he could break through the original essence of martial arts. The Mianzhang was completely powerless when he used it like this. Zhang Wuji used the Wudang Changquan to defend and counterattack step by step, and gradually gained the upper hand. In the end, Song Qingshu's boxing style was completely broken.
But Zhang Wuji blocked his right hand and punched him in the face.