Gu Yun was traveling alone, so he was naturally extremely fast. His internal energy was too high, and even some martial artists in the pugilistic world would think that he was just a breeze.
This time, the journey was quite long. It took a whole night for Gu Yun to reach Wudang Mountain.
When he arrived here, he realized that there were many black-clothed experts lying in ambush on the road to Wudang Mountain. These people had pure internal energy, and many of them actually had extraordinary martial arts cultivation. This shocked him. At the same time, he did not show any mercy and killed all of them.
Without much effort, Gu Yun grabbed a handful of sand in his hand. With his strength, even a grain of sand smaller than a grain of rice was enough to pierce through gold and crack rocks, killing his opponent.
He flicked his fingers continuously, and the sand and stones broke through the air. In a puff, the group of black-clothed experts who were lying in ambush were all killed. A small grain-sized blood spot appeared between their eyebrows. If someone cut open their heads, they would find that their brains had turned into a paste. They had been shaken by the powerful inner strength.
Gu Yun did not even look at these people and continued to walk up the mountain. Suddenly, he heard the faint sound of metal colliding in front of him. He looked forward carefully and found that there were many people holding weapons rushing up the mountain.
Each team had dozens of people, and there were more than six teams with more than a hundred people.
His heart skipped a beat. He could tell that this group of people had superb internal strength and were martial arts experts. Knowing that Wudang was in trouble, he quickly swept past the grass and rushed up the mountain.
Not long after, he saw a majestic hall in front of him. There was a tall Zhenwu Great Emperor standing in one of the halls. He quietly sneaked in.
Just then, two little Daoist children walked over.
When Gu Yun saw the two of them, he found them familiar. He suddenly remembered that they were the Dao children he had played with when he was young. "Qingfeng, Mingyue, do you recognize me?"”
The two little Daoist boys were stunned for a moment. They felt that he looked very familiar, but they couldn't recognize him at the moment.
Gu Yun knocked on their heads and said,""I am Little Uncle-Master Wuji!"
The two of them immediately recalled and were overjoyed. They asked him if he had recovered. Gu Yun's reply was naturally good, otherwise he would have turned into a ghost by now. He then said to the two,""Qingfeng, I'll pretend to be you and carry Third Martial Uncle to give him a surprise! What do you guys think?"
Dao Child Qing Feng was stunned for a moment before he smiled. This idea was not bad. It was a pleasant surprise and made him happy. Immediately, he and Gu Yun exchanged their clothes. At this moment, Ming Yue suddenly said," Little Martial Uncle Wuji, you really don't look like Qingfeng. Why don't you say that you're the new disciple of the monastery? You're the one who took over Qingfeng's injury. It's safer this way."”
"Alright!" Gu Yun replied. Your idea is not bad."
Not long after, Third Martial Uncle Yu Daiyan came out to look for Zhang Sanfeng in the small courtyard at the back of the mountain. Gu Yun and Ming Yue carried him to the back of the mountain and into a small bamboo grove. An old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared. As he breathed, the true energy in his entire body was perfectly integrated. It was as if he was connected to the entire world, making people feel like they were looking up at a tall mountain. Facing him, they felt like they were looking at a vast abyss and a boundless sea.
Gu Yun sighed with emotion. He did not expect that even he had underestimated Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation. Although his internal energy was not necessarily stronger than Gu Yun's, his martial arts realm had long reached an extraordinary realm. He had already understood the mysteries of the transformation of heaven and man.
If it weren't for the restrictions of this world, he would definitely be able to become a great divine arts practitioner.
This also made him overjoyed. The Heavenly Realm had not come in vain. Although it was not as rich as the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Dragon Realm, just this shocking and dazzling Zhang Sanfeng was enough. If he could learn from him, Gu Yun would definitely be able to reach the Connate Realm. At that time, his External Breath would transform into Inner Breath, which was also the Connate Embryonic Breath, turning into a Connate Body.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside. Zhang Sanfeng suddenly asked,"Which eminent monk from Shaolin Temple is here?”
After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out slowly. A monk walked over with an extremely surprised expression. He did not understand how Zhang Sanfeng knew that he was a Shaolin Temple monk without seeing him.
On the other side, Gu Yun was extremely shocked. His Great Master…was really a genius. Just from the sound of the footsteps, he could guess the martial arts sect and the depth of the inner force. This was something that even Gu Yun, Wu Xingyun, and Li Qiu Shui could not do. In terms of martial arts attainments, these two were definitely at the Great Grandmaster level. Their inner force was also close to a hundred years, but they were still inferior to Zhang Sanfeng.
The Shaolin monk said in a mournful voice,"Perfected Zhang, the Shaolin Temple has encountered a catastrophe that has never happened in a thousand years. The Demonic Sect suddenly launched a sneak attack and launched a large-scale attack. Now, most of the people from the Shaolin Temple, including Abbot Kong Wen, have died in battle. The rest have been captured, leaving only this monk alone.”
After saying that, his face was filled with anger and hatred, and tears rolled down his face.
Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed drastically. Hearing such bad news, he was speechless for a long time.
The monk's face was filled with grief and agony. Zhang Sanfeng came back to his senses and was about to comfort him when he suddenly saw the old monk's palms strike Zhang Sanfeng's abdomen. This sudden turn of events shocked everyone. Although Gu Yun knew about the plot, he had long forgotten about it. Now that this had happened, he was blaming himself.
However, Zhang Sanfeng quickly reacted. Suddenly, his body shook, and a wave of flexible Gang Qi shot out from his body, shaking the Shaolin monk away. He casually waved his left hand and slapped down.
Bang! The senior monk immediately collapsed into a heap and died.
Gu Yun quickly looked at Zhang Sanfeng, only to find that wisps of white smoke were coming out of his head as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, a Daoist child rushed over in a panic and reported,"Reporting to Third Martial Uncle! "The Demon Cult's brigade went outside and said that they wanted to see Grandfather. They said dirty words and even threatened to flatten Wudang…"
Yu Daiyan's expression changed drastically when he heard this, but he was even more worried about Zhang Sanfeng's injuries.
Zhang Sanfeng slowly opened his eyes and said,"Shaolin's Vajra Prajna Palm is indeed powerful. I need to recuperate for three months before my injuries can heal.”
"Since things have come to this, we can only do our best and leave it to fate."”Suddenly, his expression turned solemn as he said to Yu Daiyan,"Dai Yan, ever since our Wudang Mountain was founded, we have been chivalrous and righteous. "Especially…I've been in seclusion for eighteen months and comprehended the Taiji Fist and the Taiji Sword Technique. I'm already in my twilight years. Even if I don't encounter any powerful enemies, I can still live a few years. Fortunately, I can still create this Taiji Fist in a hundred years. Taiji Sword Technique. Dai Yan, remember, no matter what…you must pass this Taiji Fist down to future generations so that the descendants of Wudang will not die out.”
After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng lifted his hands and lowered his shoulders, performing a slow fist technique. However…sometimes, it was extremely fast. It combined speed and speed, combining hardness and softness. Sometimes it was agile, and sometimes it was fast. It was an extremely brilliant fist technique that contained the principle of combining hardness and softness.
Gu Yun was overjoyed. This was not the simplified Taiji Fist of the later generations, but a supreme mystic technique that truly contained the circulation of qi. The more he read, the more shocked he became. Zhang Sanfeng was indeed worthy of his talent. Although he had comprehended the will of the sword, he had been unable to comprehend the true meaning of the fist and palm. However, after seeing this set of Taiji Fist, something in his heart was broken with a rumble and instantly became the true meaning of the fist.
From now on, he would become a peerless martial artist who had condensed two Martial Dao True Meanings.
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