1. Lawless! Wudang Sect's Youngest Uncle!
Wudang.
Sunlight shone through the skylight into the True Martial Great Hall and fell on an old Daoist.
This old Daoist had white hair and beard, but he was tall and had a turtle's back and a crane's head. He did not look old at all.
Just by standing there casually, he had an imposing bearing!
He was known as a martial arts legend.
Zhang Sanfeng, Sect Leader of Wudang Sect!
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were slightly closed, like an old monk meditating. His hands slowly raised, demonstrating the fist technique, bringing along a slight airflow!
A gust of wind suddenly sounded in the silent hall.
Other than Zhang Cuishan, the Seven Heroes of Wudang were all in the hall, staring at Zhang Sanfeng's fist technique.
But soon, they frowned and looked puzzled.
The fist was fierce and could shake mountains and rivers!
This was a well-known truth in the martial arts world.
However, Zhang Sanfeng's fist technique was completely different.
His movements were extremely slow. Although they were like flowing water, they were not forceful at all.
Song Yuanqiao and the others frowned, their hearts filled with doubt. Such a fist technique was probably difficult to kill!
However, none of them said a word. Their master was a martial arts legend. Since he was using this fist technique, he must have a special purpose.
The few of them patiently watched carefully.
At this moment.
A green bird flew over from nowhere.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and reached out with one hand, drawing a circle in his palm.
The green sparrow was originally three feet away from Zhang Sanfeng, but it inexplicably fell into his hands.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't move at all. No matter how the green bird struggled, it couldn't break free from his palm!
Instead, it flew up and down along with Zhang Sanfeng's fist momentum.
In the end, she seemed to be tired of struggling and lay directly in Zhang Sanfeng's palm.
"Hahahaha!"
Zhang Sanfeng loosened his grip and let the green bird leave. Then, he stroked his long beard and laughed loudly.
If someone paid attention, they would notice that there was a faint light flashing in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.
The entire hall lit up.
Song Yuanqiao and the others were amazed in their hearts. Their master's cultivation was getting deeper and deeper.
Zhang Sanfeng retracted his gaze and looked at Song Yuanqiao and the others.
"Did you guys understand the fist technique just now?”
Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other with bitterness on their faces as they shook their heads.
"This disciple is dull. Please forgive me, Master."”
The fist technique that Zhang Sanfeng displayed just now was simple and slow. It was not complicated.
However, everyone was confused about the fist theory and could not understand it.
It was as if it was a masterpiece that had been passed down through the ages. The words on it could be understood, but there were very few who could understand the core.
"This is not your fault." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.
"This fist technique was created by me after many years of looking up at the vastness of the universe and studying the principles of all things.”
"Even now, there are still many areas that are not perfect.”
"If it can be perfected, the world's martial arts will strive to be tough and fierce, and it will be broken!”
Zhang Sanfeng sighed.
His cultivation had already reached the peak of perfection, and his experience was even more profound than others.
All martial arts in the world pursued toughness and ferocity, but only when all things were in harmony with yin and yang could they flourish forever.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng had already seen another realm of martial arts.
" A fist technique that I created?!"
"Break the world's martial arts and strive for fierceness?!”
"So Master has never revealed himself for so many years just to create this fist technique?”
Song Yuanqiao and the others were moved, their expressions excited!
They were well aware of the weight of Zhang Sanfeng's words.
A fist technique that Zhang Sanfeng had spent many years to create and break the pattern of martial arts was definitely extraordinary.
At that time, Wudang would be as stable as Mount Tai in the pugilistic world. It would be praised for a thousand years and become a holy land for martial arts!
"I wonder how long it will take Master to perfect this fist technique?”
Song Yuanqiao's eyes were burning as he could not help but ask.
The others were also very curious.
The world's martial arts had been established tens of thousands of years ago. Although there were new ones, they were still the same.
If he wanted to break the pattern of martial arts, he would have to spend a lot of effort and time.
"Without that green sparrow, I'm afraid I might not have been able to perfect this fist technique even after I passed away!”
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and smiled faintly.
"I only need a few months to create this fist technique.”
It was not easy to create a fist technique, let alone break the pattern of martial arts and open up another path.
However, the green bird that flew over just now seemed to have descended from the heavens.
Zhang Sanfeng had a great understanding of the method of using softness to counter hardness and borrowing strength.
"Isn't it Master's 100th birthday in a few months?”
"When that time comes, our Wudang Sect will have double happiness!”
Song Yuanqiao and the others were extremely excited.
In a few months, Wudang would definitely be famous throughout the world!
Just as everyone was rejoicing.
Suddenly, a series of wails and roars sounded.
The entire True Martial Great Hall shook.
Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and the others 'expressions instantly changed drastically.
"Patriarch! Not good!"
A Wudang Sect disciple hurriedly ran into the main hall.
"What happened? Why is the Black Tortoise wailing like this?!”
Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly asked.
His expression was calm and relaxed, replaced by a serious expression.
"Reporting to Patriarch and Martial Uncles."
"Little Uncle-Master, he, he wants to stew the Black Tortoise!"
The disciple who came to report looked nervous and stuttered.
" What?!"
"Senior Black Tortoise is our Wudang Mountain's guardian divine beast. How could Su Li dare?!”
"Little junior brother is lawless.!”
"It's fine if Su Li is usually impudent, but he even dares to offend Senior.”
Song Yuanqiao and the others cursed one after another, shock and anger intertwining on their faces.
Three years ago.
Zhang Sanfeng traveled around and picked up a baby in Gusu Li River.
Daoists emphasized the word "fate" when they did things.
Zhang Sanfeng believed that this infant was quite fated with him, so he brought him back to Wudang and named him "Su Li".
Su Li had been intelligent since he was a child. At the age of one, he was able to read and recite poems.
Zhang Sanfeng was very happy and accepted him as a disciple.
No one had expected that the intelligent Su Li would turn into a devilish brat.
He was usually mischievous and caused all kinds of trouble, causing chaos in Wudang and causing complaints everywhere.
Because of Su Li, Zhang Sanfeng had a headache countless times!
Song Yuanqiao and the others suffered even more, suffering miserably.
But Su Li was born with divine strength, and Song Yuanqiao and the others were not his match at all.
In addition, Su Li was, in the end, just a child.
How could they really go against Su Li?
But this time, Su Li had created a disaster.
When Zhang Sanfeng was young, he received the teachings of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle and obtained the inheritance of Zhenwu Great Emperor.
After Zhang Sanfeng established his sect, the Black Tortoise became the guardian beast of Wudang!
Even Song Yuanqiao and the others had to respectfully address him as senior.
Su Li was actually going to stew the Black Tortoise?
This time, Su Li would probably be punished by his master.
After all, Song Yuanqiao had watched Su Li grow up, and he did not wish to see Su Li punished.
But before he could explain anything for Su Li.
Zhang Sanfeng's face was filled with anger. He gritted his teeth and said,
"This vile disciple!"
Before he could finish his sentence.
His figure had already disappeared.
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