Zhang Sanfeng looked at the people in the Shaolin Temple, walked forward, bowed and saluted, and said: "Thank you, masters, come out to greet me!" Kong Wen and others clasped their hands together in salute. Kong Wen said: "Zhenzhen Zhang came from afar, and a big surprise happened to the young monk. I don't know.
What do you want from Master Zhang?" Zhang Sanfeng said, "I have something to ask of you." Kong Wen said, "Please sit down, please sit down."
At this time, the players also gathered around. A large number of old monsters from Shaolin Temple came out. Such a big battle will definitely attract the attention of the players! When the players heard that this sloppy old man turned out to be Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, they all
Extremely surprised.
Zhang Sanfeng sat down in the pavilion, and a monk brought him tea. Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but get angry: "I am also a master of the sect, and I can be regarded as your senior. Why don't you invite me to the temple, but let me sit on the ground in the middle of the mountain? Don't say it is.
Even if I treat ordinary guests, I shouldn't be so polite." But he was casual by nature, so for a moment he didn't take it to heart. Kong Wen said: "When Master Zhang came to our mountain, we should have welcomed him into the temple.
It’s just that Master Zhang left the Shaolin Temple without warning when he was a teenager. Master Zhang also knows the hundreds of years of rules of this sect. Anyone who abandons the sect and is a traitor will not be allowed to enter the temple again for the rest of his life, otherwise he will be punished by having his feet mutilated."
Zeng Yi rolled his eyes, "Damn! These old monks are so treacherous that they have inadvertently lowered the status of Wudang and raised the status of Shaolin Temple!"
Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "I see. When I was young, I served Master Jue Yuan in the Shaolin Temple, but he was a handyman sweeping the floor and making tea. He was neither shaved nor became a disciple, so he cannot be said to be a disciple of Shaolin." Kong Zhi
He said coldly: "But Mr. Zhang secretly learned martial arts from the Shaolin Temple." Zhang Sanfeng was furious, but then he thought that he was here to ask for help, so he said calmly: "Pindao, today is the time.
Come for this.”
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji and explained the reasons why Wuji had been hit by the "Xuanming Palm" and the poison in his body could not be driven out. He also said that he was the only son left behind by Zhang Cuishan and that he had to save his life no matter what;
At present, there is no other way except to learn all the "Nine Suns Divine Skills". Therefore, I am willing to inform the Shaolin Sect of all the "Nine Suns Manual" I have learned. I also hope that the Shaolin Sect can inform me of what I have learned, and both parties can participate.
Enlightenment complements.
Zhang Sanfeng did not take Shaolin Nine Yang Kung for nothing. The meaning is very clear. He exchanged Wudang Nine Yang Kung for Shaolin. The players in Shaolin Temple really hope that the two parties will exchange it so that they can have one more choice, and this is Nine Yang Kung.
If they get the Emei Nine-Yang Kung Fu, they might be able to make the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu! They don’t care about the Shaolin Temple’s secret books being circulated in the world. Besides, aren’t there many martial arts from the Shaolin Temple that are being circulated in the world?
But Kongwen refused after hearing this. Kongwen listened, pondered for a long time, and said: "There are seventy-two unique skills in our Shaolin sect. For thousands of years, no monk or lay disciple has been able to practice more than twelve. Master Zhang
What we have learned is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, but our sect feels that there are too many martial arts passed down by the ancestors of the previous generation, and it is extremely difficult to learn only one tenth of them. Master Zhang will exchange another magical skill with our sect.
Although the kindness is appreciable, for this sect, it is superfluous." After a pause, he continued: "Wudang sect's martial arts originated from Shaolin. If the two sides exchange martial arts today, people who do not know the truth will be in the world in the future.
It would be said that although the Wudang Sect has its ancestors in Shaolin, the Shaolin Sect has also benefited from Master Zhang. The young monk is the head of Shaolin, but he cannot afford such rumors."
Zeng Yi was really speechless. As expected, the Shaolin Temple family had a great business, but they actually refused because they didn’t care about one more martial arts! In fact, thinking about it, I felt that the Shaolin Temple would not agree. Who knows what kind of attention he paid to an old monster like Zhang Sanfeng!
Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to force his way in. He knew, however, that there was an old guy in Shaolin Temple whose martial arts skills were not much worse than his! He could only say: "Three of you are divine monks in this world, and they are merciful. This child's life is at stake."
In the meantime, I hope that I will remember the Buddha's heart of saving the world and save people, and I will comply with the request. I really feel that it is high justice." But no matter how hard he said, the three Shaolin monks always declined politely.
Zhang Sanfeng looked gloomy, raised his hand and said: "In that case, I am taking the liberty of doing this. I don't dare to accept the banquet. It's such a nuisance, so please forgive me and say goodbye." He bowed and took Zhang Wuji's hand.
The hand floated away.
After Zhang Sanfeng left, the surrounding players followed him one by one. However, most of these people were novices, and few of them could keep up with Zhang Sanfeng. It should be said that no one could keep up with Zhang Sanfeng, even Zeng Yi, who was already a first-class expert.
, and couldn't catch up with Zhang Sanfeng. Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng brought Zhang Wuji, a dragster, and his speed was much slower than his own!
The news of Zhang Sanfeng's arrival at the Shaolin Temple has spread in the game after they left. Not everyone knows about it, but almost all the big and small guilds know about it. The big guilds don't have much idea, mainly because they are too busy.
After the war between Wolf and Fengyun Tianxia, the major guilds were in chaos and were all involved in this fight. Today you beat me, tomorrow I will rob you. They are all busy fighting for territory and resources, and they have no time to think about other things. This is terrible
The small and medium-sized guilds are suffering. Those without backing support are worried that they will be taken along by the big guilds and destroyed. You must know that by now, many small and medium-sized guilds have also established stations!
Zeng Yi chased Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji all the way without any idea. Knowing that Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji would meet Zhou Zhiruo this time, he planned to join in and blend in, so that they would look familiar. Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo would both be big bosses in the future, so they were familiar with each other.
There are always benefits!
They chased all the way, but fortunately Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji slowed down a lot, and finally caught up with the two of them on the bank of the Han River. The two were waiting for the ferry to cross the river. Zeng Yi walked up and pretended to be surprised and said: "Ah
!Zhenren Zhang!”
Zhang Sanfeng had noticed someone coming from afar before Zeng Yi, and was surprised to see it was Zeng Yi, "Young Master Ni!"
"I've met Master Zhang. I went to Wanbei for business, and I didn't expect to meet Master Zhang here!" Zeng Yi looked at Zhang Wuji as he said this: "Wuji! Your injury..."
Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "Hey! I'm so incompetent!"
Zhang Sanfeng brought Zhang Wuji down to Shaoshi Mountain. He expected that his life would not last long, so he simply gave up the idea of treating him. They just told him some jokes along the way to relieve each other's worries. Here they met Zeng Yi, and the three of them talked a few words.
In a sentence, the ferry has arrived, and the three of them got on the ferry to cross the river. When the boat reached the middle of the river, the waves of the Han River were surging, and the small ferry was rocking. Zhang Sanfeng's thoughts were like waves. Zhang Wuji was smart, and he also knew that his life was not long, and the two
There were two people, one old and one young, sitting in silence on the boat. Zeng Yi looked at the two of them and didn't know what to say.
