Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

Perhaps Su Liu himself did not expect this now.

It was this sudden idea that came to mind today, which, after many years, actually led to the unification of the world and ended the world of strife that had lasted for nearly a thousand years.

The emperors of all major dynasties came from Xuanzhen’s school!

From then on, the country was unified, the seas were peaceful and the rivers were clear, the people lived and worked in peace, and there was no more war in the world.

And Su Liu was also revered as the imperial teacher by all the major dynasties and people of the world, and was worshipped with the rites of a saint!

However, these are later stories.

At present, Su Liu was still standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the surging river, thinking in his heart, what kind of plot would happen in the next trip to Wudang Mountain that would be different from the original novel...

Chapter 141 Night visit to Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng and Xiao Meng!

The eighth day of April.

night.

Wudang Mountain.

An old Taoist in hemp clothes was standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the stars and looking down at the grass, trees, bamboo and rocks, as if the mysteries of all things in the world were all under his observation.

The old Taoist had white hair and beard, a ruddy complexion, and was wearing a linen Taoist robe.

Although he is old, his pair of dark eyes are as clear as a child's.

This old Taoist priest is the leading figure in today's martial arts world, a martial arts legend, the founder of the Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng.

People in the martial arts world have always respected martial arts.

Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

Most people who practice martial arts are full of vigor and vitality and are unwilling to be inferior to others.

But within the Yuan Dynasty, there has never been any objection to the ranking of the top master.

There is only one person who can overpower thousands of warriors.

That is the "987" Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang Sect.

As the founder of Wu-Tang Clan.

Zhang Sanfeng built up such a huge force almost from scratch that could be called the leading force in the world of martial arts.

And he himself has never been defeated since he started practicing martial arts.

When he was young, Zhang Sanfeng used his sword to sweep away demons and suppress villains, and in one fell swoop defeated the powerful demon King Xiaoyao who was at the peak of his power at that time.

But now, he is over a hundred years old, his skills are becoming more and more unfathomable, his magical powers are almost profound, and his name as a land immortal has shaken the world.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhenren, who is known as a living immortal, looked at the bright moon in the sky and couldn't help but sigh softly, with a hint of sadness quietly emerging in his eyes.

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, it is difficult to have everything, I just wish you a long life..."

"Cuishan, Cuishan, where are you?"

After a long silence, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly sighed.

Immediately, his knees sank down, his feet were separated and parallel, and then his arms were slowly raised to his chest. His palms moved slowly in the Tai Chi method, and the flow of yin and yang seemed to be gathered in his palms.

The invisible and intangible true energy flowed out, like a breeze blowing by, silently sweeping away countless fallen leaves on the ground.

Under the influence of the yin and yang energies, thousands of fallen leaves gradually gathered into a Tai Chi diagram, slowly rotating around Zhang Sanfeng.

"Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, three gave birth to all things, all things carry the yin and embrace the yang, the collision of qi makes them harmonious..."

Only by immersing himself in the great path of martial arts can Zhang Sanfeng empty himself and temporarily relieve his longing for his disciples...

Grasping the Sparrow’s Tail, Single Whip, White Crane Spreads Its Wings, Like a Sealed Door…

Each Tai Chi movement is performed as smoothly as flowing water. It seems slow and gentle, but in fact it contains the mystery of the changes of yin and yang. It is truly the world's top-notch martial art.

After finishing the set of Tai Chi, Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his palms, stood with his hands behind his back, and his mood became calm and indifferent again. He looked quietly at the flowers not far away and chuckled:

"Meng'er, do you understand my boxing skills?"

Following Zhang Sanfeng's gentle call, a pretty silver-haired girl slowly walked out from the flowers. Her voice was as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring, and she chuckled:

"Grandpa Zhang's boxing technique looks ordinary, but it is actually very mysterious. Xiao Meng only noticed that it seemed to contain the wonders of yin and yang changes, and the rest is confusing..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled with relief, stroked his beard and said:

"Yes, at such a young age, you can already sense the wonders of the changes of yin and yang. You are indeed a rare genius that my Taoist sect has not seen for a hundred years. You are only eight years old, but you are much better than those idiots in my sect!"

"Haha, even when I was young, my talent was probably far inferior to yours."

Xiao Meng pursed her lips and smiled sweetly:

"Xiao Meng is just a young boy who has just started practicing martial arts. How dare she compare herself with Master Zhang? You have spoiled Xiao Meng..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and looked at the child with a bit of doting in his eyes, as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.

This little girl named Xiaomeng is not an ordinary person.

Instead, he was a peerless genius who was discovered by the Taoist Tianzong and possessed a natural Taoist body.

It can be said to be a rare seed of Taoism in a century, and is also the hope for the future of the Taoist Tianzong.

For this reason, the Taoist Tianzong would rather pay a favor and send Xiao Meng to Wudang Mountain to be fostered by Zhang Sanfeng in order to obtain guidance and protection from this land immortal.

And Xiao Meng did not disappoint everyone.

At the age of eight, he already had the combat power of a grandmaster, and even defeated three of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

Even if you look at the entire Wudang Mountain, there are only a few that can compare with it.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng personally ordered the news to be blocked, so that Xiao Meng's existence would not be spread to the outside world. 0........

Otherwise, this little girl would have already become famous throughout the world and ranked first on the list of geniuses.

Including Zhang Sanfeng and many famous figures of the Taoist Tianzong, everyone is waiting for this child who carries the hope of Taoism to grow up.

Ten years later, the eighteen-year-old Xiao Meng will become the head of the Taoist Tianzong, that is, the leader of all Taoists in the world, and command all Taoists in the world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh softly, looking at Xiao Meng with a bit of pity in his eyes, and said softly:

"Has Bei Mingzi made his decision?"

Xiao Meng nodded and said softly:

"After your 100th birthday banquet, Grandpa Zhang, Xiao Meng will enter the Taoist ancestral temple and seclude herself for ten years in order to break through to the Grandmaster level."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed again.

"Xiao Meng'er, you are only eight years old now..."

Grandmasters are rare indeed.

An eighteen-year-old grandmaster is extremely rare in the world and can be described as an astonishing talent.

But the price paid is really not small.

ten years.

These are the most precious ten years of a girl’s youth.

It is difficult to say which is more important.

But Xiao Meng had no choice.

Since she was discovered by the Taoist Tianzong, she has been cultivated as the hope for the Taoist's revitalization and even as an invincible magical weapon.

She was the only one who succeeded in becoming a Grand Master.

Taoism is just barely qualified to be compared with Buddhism.

For this, the Taoist Tianzong spared no expense.

Personal honor and disgrace are not worth mentioning.

As for Xiao Meng's thoughts, no one cared from beginning to end.

The silver-haired girl bit her thin lips lightly, staring at the falling flowers in the stream with a quiet gaze, and muttered to herself:

"Grandpa Zhang, Xiao Meng has no power to choose. She is like a flower in the stream, she can only go with the flow..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng could not help but sigh, and said angrily with a bit of anger:

"Is it possible that there is not a single man in such a large Taoist community?"

"I actually put this heavy burden on a girl like you..."

Before he finished speaking, a light laugh was heard.

"Haha, Master Zhang is really angry today, you are scolding me as well..."

Chapter 142 Zhang Sanfeng: Please give me some advice, fellow Daoist Su! (Subscribe!)

This chuckle suddenly spread in the night.

It seemed as if it came from the sky, leaving no trace at all.

Xiao Meng's face suddenly changed, and she said in a deep voice:

"who is it!?"

Although Zhang Sanfeng stood still, a rare hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Even with his six senses, he was unable to detect the arrival of this person.

It is conceivable that the person coming must be no ordinary person.

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a ray of divine light flashing in his pupils. His gaze seemed to penetrate the deep night and look directly at the small waterfall cascading down the cliff.

But next to the waterfall, on a blue stone shaped like a lying cow, there was a Taoist priest in white sitting cross-legged.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a moon-white gold robe and had a white jade crown on his head. He was extremely handsome and about twenty years old. He was holding a white jade wine gourd in his hand and was looking at Zhang Sanfeng with a half-smile.

Who else could it be besides Su Liu?

After arriving at Wudang Mountain on the Li family's large ship.

On a whim, he went alone to the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain under the moonlight to meet the legendary land immortal Zhang Zhenren.

At this moment, after seeing Su Liu's appearance clearly, even with Zhang Sanfeng's temperament, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"So young!?"

He never imagined that the person who could evade his spiritual detection would be such a young and handsome Taoist priest.

But whatever.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng was nearly a hundred years old, with a bearing as majestic as a deep sea and as vast as a mountain, and his experience in the martial arts world was unmatched. A few unusual things did not move him.

Zhang Laodao stroked his long beard with his right hand, raised his left hand in front of his chest, stood without bending, and said with a smile:

"Blessings and infinite heavenly master, old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, may I ask where you are from?"

Su Liu also stood up, bowed in return, and said with a smile:

"Zhongnan Mountain, the immortal Su Liu greets Master Zhang!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Sanfeng didn't wait for a reply.

Xiao Meng, who was standing beside her, raised her eyebrows and said in surprise:

"Zhongnan Mountain, Su Liu!?"

"Are you the evil sword fairy Su Liu who caused a big disturbance in Zhongnan Mountain, defeated Wang Chongyang, and then killed two great masters with his sword?"

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across the body of this legendary Taoist genius, and chuckled:

"If there is no second Su Liu in the world."

"The person that the fairy lady was talking about must be this poor Taoist."

Hearing this, Xiao Meng pouted and said softly:

"What do you mean by 'Little Fairy'? That sounds so ugly. I have a name. My name is Xiao Meng!"