"Master. Master has really left the mountain?"
Pa!
Pa!
Zhang Sanfeng's tears fell onto his gray Daoist robe, making a very soft sound.
An old man who stood above the clouds and at the top of the Nine Provinces 'martial arts world actually cried like a child at this time.
"Master. Master, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
Song Yuanqiao immediately became a little nervous.
He had never seen Zhang Sanfeng like this.
When he was young, Song Yuanqiao had entered Wudang Sect.
His master had always been ethereal and carefree.
No matter what he encountered, his state of mind would always be incomparably calm, and he would always be able to deal with it with an indifferent attitude.
It was as if nothing in the world could disturb him.
Master was a god-like figure.
"It's nothing. Master was just thinking about your grandmaster and felt sad for a moment.”
"If it weren't for your grandmaster's guidance back then, I definitely wouldn't have achieved what I have today, let alone the Wudang Sect today."
"Unfortunately, after we parted that year, I never saw your grandmaster again."
"Your grandmaster is a talented and peerless figure!”
Zhang Sanfeng took a deep breath and wiped away the tears on his cheeks as he explained emotionally.
Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words.
Only then did the worried expression on Song Yuanqiao's face dissipate.
At the same time, a strong sense of curiosity rose in his heart.
His master was already a god-like figure. In the Jianghu of the Nine Regions, who would not have a hint of reverence on their faces when they heard the name " Perfected Zhang "?
Little did he know.
The grandmaster who had become his master.
How elegant would it be?
"Master, don't worry. I'll discuss it with my junior brothers right now. I'll definitely investigate the ins and outs of this matter. If I find any news, I'll come and inform Master immediately!”
Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a sincere gaze.
He had never seen his master lose his composure like this.
Since that was the case.
As disciples, they should naturally fulfill their master's wish and investigate whether the grandmaster had reappeared in the martial world.
Zhang Sanfeng nodded." Okay, you guys go ahead. If you find any clues, inform me immediately. I want to go personally to meet Master!"”
When he mentioned the word 'master'.
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes became moist again, and his expression was respectful and sincere.
"Yes, sir! Master!"
Song Yuanqiao cupped his fists and bowed seriously as he replied.
After saying that, he lifted his feet and prepared to turn around and leave.
But at this moment.
Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have recalled something and called out to Song Yuanqiao again.
"Farbridge, wait."
"Yes, Master! I wonder if Master has any other instructions?"
Song Yuanqiao stopped in his tracks, cupped his fists, and bowed again as he asked.
"Wait here. I have a letter that I need you to give to the Emei Sect.”
Zhang Sanfeng said.
Then, he turned around and tapped his toes. Like an immortal, he left in an ethereal manner. However, his back gave people a sense of urgency.
Not long after.
Zhang Sanfeng came to the small thatched cottage that he usually lived in.
He had not cared about the internal affairs of the Wudang Sect for many years. He had handed them over to the Wudang Seven Heroes to take care of.
Usually, he would cultivate on this cliff, living in this simple and crude little cottage, comprehending heaven and earth, nature, and the Great Dao.
However, the current Zhang Sanfeng did not have the slightest bit of the celestial posture that floated out of the world.
He took three steps and rushed straight into the thatched cottage.
Then, he grabbed a wolf-hair brush from the table.
He dipped it in ink and began to write.
Guo Xiang's younger sister, see the word is like meeting.
Brother, I heard a rumor recently that there was a young man in Jiuzhou Jianghu who went from the middle-level grandmaster realm to the low-level great grandmaster realm overnight.
Brother, you have already reached the pinnacle of the integration of Heaven and man. I think you are almost invincible in Jianghu.
However, such a terrifying thing, even brother can't do it.
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Zhang Sanfeng wrote quickly on the paper.
In the quiet thatched cottage, there was a slight and hurried rustling sound.
Very few people in the martial world knew about it.
The founding grandmaster of Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng, and the founding grandmaster of Emei Sect, Guo Xiang, were siblings.
He only knew that the relationship between the two sects had always been pretty good.
Just like Zhang Sanfeng.
Guo Xiang was already a god-like figure in the Nine Provinces 'Jianghu.
Compared to Zhang Sanfeng, Guo Xiang was even more mysterious. He even went into seclusion for decades.
Zhang Sanfeng knew.
Now, there were traces of his master's appearance in the martial arts world.
His junior sister was probably even more excited than him.
However…
He knew that Guo Xiang would never mention his past to his disciple.
Therefore, Guo Xiang definitely wouldn't know about this.
Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng urgently wrote a letter to the Emei Sect.
Not long after.
The paper in front of him was already filled with words.
It was not until Zhang Sanfeng signed that he slowly stopped writing and put down the brush in his hand.
"Phew-"
Zhang Sanfeng gently dried the ink.
He couldn't wait any longer. He picked up the Xuan paper on the table and folded it a few times. At the same time, he couldn't wait to go out and head towards the cliff.
He looked so anxious.
If others saw it.
She would never associate him with the identity of "Wudang Sect's Perfected Zhang".
He had the strength of the peak of the integration of Heaven and man.
Of course, it was only a matter of breathing.
Song Yuanqiao stood on the spot and waited for not long before he saw his master walk over in the air with a folded piece of paper in his hand.
"Master." Song Yuanqiao habitually cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
Zhang Sanfeng stopped in his tracks and handed the letter he had written to Song Yuanqiao.""Remember, this letter must be personally delivered to Junior Sister Guo Xiang.”
"Yes, sir! Master!" Song Yuanqiao replied.
As the eldest disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, he knew more about the relationship between Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang.
Finished talking, Song Yuanqiao bowed and turned to leave.
He looked at Song Yuanqiao's back.
Zhang Sanfeng slowly heaved a sigh of relief."Junior Sister, it has been so many years. I believe that you should be very happy when you know this news."
There was a hint of complexity in his tone.
Back then, he and Guo Xiang had met by chance, and then they had met their master and taken him as their master.
From that day onwards.
Her junior sister's gaze had never left her master.
Although the time that master and disciple had spent together was not considered long.
However…
Junior Sister, on the other hand, was deeply in love with him.
However…
The affairs of the world play tricks on people.
One morning, his master left a letter behind and left.
He never appeared again.
No one could understand why a woman like Guo Xiang insisted on becoming a nun and establishing the Emei Sect.
Only Zhang Sanfeng knew why Guo Xiang had founded the Emei Sect.
It was because…
There was an impossible person hidden in her heart. She could not find him everywhere, but she was also unwilling to marry anyone else. Therefore, she simply used the excuse of becoming a nun to establish a sect and pass down what she had learned that day as a way to reminisce.
"That's true. After seeing Master's stunning talent and peerless talent, it's probably difficult for any woman to be moved by other men.”
"Junior sister, perhaps you can finally get what you want this time around."
On the cliff, the corner of Zhang Sanfeng's mouth contained a faint smile as he softly sighed.
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