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The four bells are the warning bells of the Wudang school, indicating that the enemy is invading.

On Wudang Mountain, in an instant, a group of people smashed down from the top of Wudang Mountain, and then a little confused.

The ringing of the four bells means that an enemy has invaded. But now, there are only two people, one is a white-haired old man, and the other is a blond Western barbarian. Are you sure it is an invading enemy?

"Who is the current head of Wudang?" Zhang Sanfeng asked when everyone appeared.

A handsome young man, who seemed to be only twenty-five or sixteen years old, opened his mouth to Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Old man, I am the head of Wudang Zhuo Yihang. I wonder why the old man would trespass into Wudang Mountain?"

Zhuo Yihang?

Zhang Sanfeng was a little dazed.

Zhang Sanfeng has spent a lot of time in the library these days, but he has also seen a novel called The White-haired Witch's Biography. At that time, he had shot his thighs, yelled at Zhuo Yihang, and yelled at practicing neon clothes.

Two people obviously love each other, but in the end they love each other and kill each other.

Lian Nishang is desperate to ask Zhuo Yihang to go with her, and Zhuo Yihang is caught between the martial art and Lian Nishang, swinging left and right.

Damn it, when did my Wudang faction care about the right and evil so much?

When reading the book at that time, Zhang Sanfeng felt angry.

Seeing Zhuo Yihang at this time, he was a little dazed, fucking, old-fashioned, didn't I come to the world of the king of kung fu?

How could there be Zhuo Yihang?

Wait, it looks like there is a white-haired witch in the king of kung fu, can it be said...

That white-haired witch is practicing neon clothes?

"Are you Zhuo Yihang?" Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes, staring at Zhuo Yihang, and said coldly, "Then you know how to practice neon clothes?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Wudang faction suddenly opened their eyes slightly, and a murder intent surged from everyone.

Zhuo Yihang sighed slightly and sighed, "It turns out that the old man came here for neon clothes. Alas, I did have a relationship with her, but there is no balance between right and evil. She is an effective officer under Yujiang God of War. And our school is immortal with that Yujiang God of War. Although I and her love each other, what can we do?"

The corners of Zhang Sanfeng’s mouth twitched, okay, this world is really powerful. Nowadays, practicing neon clothes is still a demon, and it is also the demon of Yujiang God of War. He has indeed had a relationship with Zhuo Yihang...

MMP, what do you say?

Zhang Sanfeng let out a sigh of relief and said, "Then you won't let her escape from the magic way?"

"How to escape?" Zhuo Yihang sighed, "I can't let go of the martial arts, and she is a magic way, Yujiang War God has the grace to nurture her, and she can't do without Yujiang War God, what can I do?"

"Fool!" Zhang Sanfeng yelled, "Would you not just walk away and fly with her?"

"Asshole, dare to insult our head!" Everyone in Wudang scolded.

"Why, isn't your big Wudang faction unable to find someone to take over as the head?" Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward and said word by word, "Do you think you can't change the world without it? Do you think you are the center of the world?"

"Practicing neon clothes is also selfish, but can you give up everything and fly high?" Zhang Sanfeng scolded, "why stick to the right and evil? There are no good people in the evil way? Is the right way all good people fail?"

"Bold!" An elder of Wudang faction suddenly cursed, "How dare to say this kind of remarks, I'm afraid it's not an evil way!"

A flying sword flew high in the sky, and the violent sword aura encircled the sky. The elder shouted angrily, "Leave my Wudang Mountain immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!"

"You're welcome?" Zhang Sanfeng glanced at everyone and smiled coldly, "A group of guys who have not even reached the Yuan Ying, dare to be rude to the old way?"

He slapped his forehead, and a Tai Chi picture transpired. In a moment, a repressive force suppressed everyone. Zhang Sanfeng touched his beard, and said calmly, "The old way can kill you with just one finger. You are welcome?"

"Who are you?" Zhuo Yihang suddenly yelled, and a Tai Chi picture was also steaming up on his body. Although he still could not move, he could at least speak, and roared, "Why do you have the true meaning of Tai Chi?"

"The true meaning of Tai Chi?" Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, "Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, this Tai Chi is originally created by the old way, why the old way does not have the true meaning of Tai Chi? The true meaning of Tai Chi on your body is a bit weak. However, you have a trace of the old way. It's weird!"

Zhang Sanfeng touched his chin, looked at the Tai Chi picture on Zhuo Yihang, and murmured, "The true meaning of Tai Chi is self-created. I can't imagine that the world of the king of kung fu has similar techniques. It is really the same way. "

Zhang Sanfeng?

Paralyzed, everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng sluggishly. Although they didn't believe that this person was Zhang Sanfeng, the true meaning of Tai Chi on his body could not be faked at all.

Could it be that this old way is really not good for Zhang Sanfeng?

Zhuoyi Hang Zhang San Feng walked in front of the body, direct fan big bang on the ear up, "the love or not love, the broken constantly, spanking!"

"Who are you?" Zhuo Yihang roared with swollen cheeks.

"The old way is Zhang Sanfeng!" Zhang Sanfeng slapped it again, paralyzed, since the old way of this world is dead, then the old way of it reluctantly, replace my identity in this world.

"Since you see the true meaning of Tai Chi on Lao Dao, don't you recognize Lao Dao?" Zhang Sanfeng slapped Zhuo Yihang again.

Zhuo Yihang was a little confused, fucking, are you really the founder of Wudang School?

But, isn't the ancestor of my Wudang school dead already?

and many more……

Zhuo Yihang suddenly remembered a rumor that the ancestor was calculated by the Yujiang God of War, and he was seriously injured by the Yujiang God of War, but he was exhausted. After returning to Wudang and confessing the funeral, he died, but when he died, the ancestor Is it turned into a cloud of haze, dissipating between heaven and earth?

When someone died, it turned into a haze. It was impossible to be good or not. Therefore, there were still people who did not believe that the Patriarch was dead. Therefore, this matter was passed down from generation to generation and became a legend.

Could it be said that the original legend is true, my Wudang founding ancestor really did not die back then, turned into a haze, it was just his healing method?

As for asking a Wudang person 500 years ago to confirm, Zhuo Yihang said, how is this so possible?

Five hundred years ago, the Wudang faction avenged the ancestors and killed Wuzhi Mountain. In the end, they were almost completely killed by the Yujiang God of War. In the end, even the true meaning of Tai Chi only left a little bit of inheritance. Over the past five hundred years, the Yujiang God of War Almost killed all the outstanding disciples of Wudang faction!

My Wudang disciple never surrendered to the Yujiang God of War, so no one from five hundred years ago has survived, OK?

Zhuo Yihang smiled bitterly, "This old man, you said it was my founding ancestor. I don’t know if I might come up with evidence? Everyone who met the ancestor five hundred years ago has been killed by the Yujiang God of War. We can’t confirm it at all. Your identity. Even the Wudang faction has almost broken its inheritance."

Zhang Sanfeng was startled slightly, Wudang faction almost broke the inheritance?

It seems that no matter which world they are in, the veteran Wudang school are people who would rather bend than bend. Although worthy of admiration, they are all fools!

Couldn't we hide our power and wait until the Yujiang God of War is killed before jumping out?

Zhang Sanfeng was somewhat distracted, put away the Taiji diagram, shook his head, "Wudang faction, Wudang faction."

He took out a book from his arms, which he had compiled himself, and his experience of martial arts, he handed it to Zhuo Yihang, and said, "This was recorded when the old Dao created the true meaning of Tai Chi. You can take it."

Zhuo Yihang was stunned, took the booklet, opened it, and suddenly his complexion changed drastically, and he knelt down suddenly, "The younger generation does not look like the descendant of Sun Zhuo Yihang, and pays homage to the ancestor."

The people of Wudang faction were still looking at each other. They still didn't believe Zhang Sanfeng's words, but they didn't dare to make a move. After all, once they made a move and directly suppressed themselves and others, how could they fight?If it continues, the Wudang faction is afraid that it will break its heritage today.

Seeing Zhuo Yihang kneel down suddenly, everyone looked at the booklet in Zhuo Yihang's hand as if they had seen a ghost.

Could it be that the book is really the experience of Tai Chi's true meaning?

Could this old Taoist priest really be Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang?

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly, about to say something, but suddenly he was taken aback, and said to Jason, "You are here for me for a while."

He turned into a ray of light directly, rushed to Wudang Mountain, and came to the front of Zixiao Palace.

Zhuo Yihang and the others were a little dazed, why suddenly they rushed to Wudang Mountain?

"Quickly go back, he is really my founder of Wudang!" Zhuo Yihang said excitedly, and rushed to the top of the mountain first.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zixiao Palace quietly, but his eyes were a little strange.

"It turns out that you still have a ray of remnant soul. If you don't reach the realm of martial arts, I'm afraid no one can sense your existence. Let's talk, you call the old way to come, what's the matter?" Zhang Sanfeng said lightly Tao.

"Oh, fellow Taoist, you call yourself Zhang Sanfeng, and you have the true meaning of Tai Chi. Even your books, the old Taoist have checked it. It is indeed the same as the old Tao's Tai Chi true meaning. No, your Tai Chi true meaning is more complete than the old Tao's true meaning. Friends, I don't know how you call it?" Only Zhang Sanfeng could hear the voice in his mind.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, "Why lies and deceives the old way. The old way is Zhang Sanfeng, but it is not Zhang Sanfeng of this world. How many Zhang Sanfeng, Dao friends, can you imagine?"

"Three thousand worlds? Are you a veteran of other worlds? That's why you can travel through three thousand worlds. No wonder, your true meaning of Tai Chi is more complete than the old true meaning of Tai Chi. That's how it is!" Zhang Sanfeng, the king of kung fu The soul sighed softly.