Begin as a centenarian Zhang Sanfeng

Chapter 36 Bestowing the Terrifying Talent on the Yitian Sword
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, and smiled faintly, "How are you two practicing, and Wuji, how are you feeling recently?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a smile, "Back to Grand Master, Wuji feels very comfortable and his head doesn't hurt anymore, thank Grand Master for healing Wuji's injury"

Song Qingshu also said happily, "Yes, Brother Wuji has been practicing at a rapid pace in the past few months, and his skill is almost catching up with me."

A proud smile appeared on Zhang Wuji's face. He practiced the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu almost without encountering any bottlenecks. It has always been smooth and smooth. After a few months of practice, he has almost caught up with Song Qingshu.

"Where's your little uncle? How's his progress!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng who was adjusting, and smiled faintly, Wu Feng's progress speed was really beyond his expectation.

Wu Feng, he can be regarded as the eighth disciple he has accepted, but he is about the same age as Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, so they practice together.

If it's really about seniority, both of them should call Wu Feng a little uncle!

Just as Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu were about to talk, Wu Feng had already opened his eyes. He jumped down from the boulder as tall as the two of them, and then looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a confident smile on his face.

"Wu Feng met Master!"

Wu Feng saluted Zhang Sanfeng deeply, his eyes were full of admiration!

Master is the biggest and most important person in his heart. When Master rescued him, he made up his mind to treat Master well, treat Wudang Mountain well, and protect Wudang Mountain well.

"Feng'er, how is your cultivation, how is your kung fu practice, you are talented, you should not be slow to enter the realm!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng with a smile.

Wu Feng stretched out his hand, "My disciple is talented and smart, martial arts, only by persisting for decades, can he achieve something. The goal of my disciple is you, and it has never changed!"

Wu Feng said with firm eyes.

"Then master, how about teaching the three of you?"

The smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face became more intense. He looked at the three of them with admiration in his eyes. All three of them are making good progress.

Even the stubborn Song Qingshu, under the influence of Zhang Wuji and Wu Feng, practiced extremely hard.

"The three of you go up together, whoever can last longer under Master's hands, Master will give you a treasure!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly, and sure enough, after he finished speaking, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, it was Wu Feng who was calm and stable, their eyes moved slightly.

"boom!"

Zhang Sanfeng slapped Zhang Wuji directly between his eyebrows, and then swept his leg towards Song Qingshu's waist. When he finally reached Wu Feng, he just picked up a branch and swept towards Wu Feng!
"Use all the internal strength you have cultivated"

Zhang Sanfeng shouted, and suddenly, a trace of fighting intent flashed in the eyes of the three of them.

They shouted loudly, and the internal energy surged out of their hands. Although the three of them were only eleven or twelve-year-old children, their internal energy was already quite strong.

Under full stimulation, the branches creaked, and there was a sense of sharpness.

Zhang Wuji was swept away by Zhang Sanfeng's palm and fell to the ground. Song Qingshu was just like Zhang Wuji, and was directly swept away by Zhang Sanfeng's leg.

The last one was Wu Feng, looking at the branch that Zhang Sanfeng was galloping towards, Wu Feng didn't have any panic in his eyes, only a hint of calmness.

Like Zhang Sanfeng, he picked up a branch on the ground, poured his real power into it, and collided with Zhang Sanfeng's branch.

In an instant, the two branches collided, and under the eyes of Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, the two branches broke inch by inch. Although Wu Feng retreated again and again, he did not fall to the ground after all.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed, looking at Wu Feng's eyes full of admiration, he used the same strength against the three of them, but against Wu Feng, he used a weapon, although it was just a dead branch, but the internal strength Under operation, it is more powerful than simple fists and kicks.

Song Qingshu practiced since childhood, and Zhang Wuji was on Binghuo Island. Although the environment was difficult, he was guided by his father Zhang Cuishan.

What I practice is also the authentic Wudang mental method, and my foundation is not weak.

Only Wu Feng has the shortest training time. Even if he has done his best, it has only been four months since he rescued Wu Feng.

In four months, he cultivated the perfected Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu to the second level. His talent surpassed that of Zhang Wuji!

"Among the three of you, Qing Shu's true strength is not bad, but compared to Feng'er, he is still a bit weak. Qing Shu, you are a bit slack!"

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, Song Qingshu's talent is good, but he didn't use much effort.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Wu Feng, and the admiration in his eyes became more intense, "Feng'er, since you are the strongest among the three, as a teacher, I will keep my promise and give you a treasure!"

"I don't want any treasures, I just want to practice hard and repay the master's great kindness"

Wu Feng said firmly, he didn't care about any treasures at all, his heart was already filled with Wudang Mountain and his master!

"The Yitian sword is given to you as a teacher. Now that Miejue Shitai's skill has increased greatly, this Yitian sword is no longer needed. Since you are the best, I will give you the Yitian sword as a teacher. I hope you can do it." Take him, eliminate demons and defend the way, kill the enemy and serve the country, the great hero will serve the country and the people!"

Zhang Sanfeng said deeply, and then looked at Song Qingshu Zhang Wuji, also with an encouraging expression.

"You two, also learn from Uncle Wu Feng, don't be lazy, remember, as my disciple of Wudang Mountain, I have to take the world as my own responsibility, the great man, for the country and the people, these eight characters, you are going to die Remember!"

A hint of sadness appeared on Zhang Sanfeng's face, "The hero Guo Jing back then defended Xiangyang City to the death, defending countless people. Guo Jing, the hero Guo, is really a great hero!"

The three of them nodded in unison, the firmness in their eyes became stronger, the strength and belief in their hearts became stronger.

Back at the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng took out the Yitian Sword that had been cast by Song Yuanqiao.

Forged and forged Yitian sword, the sharpness and sharpness match each other without any difference, Zhang San can easily feel the cold in his hands from a distance of three feet!
Picking up the real martial arts sword, Zhang Sanfeng didn't disturb anyone, came to the room where Wu Feng lived, and gently put down the sword.

He had already told Juejue about this sword before, and he gave this sword to Wu Feng only after obtaining Miejue Shitai's consent!
"I hope that you have this Yitian sword. After Master leaves, you can support the girder and strengthen Wudang Mountain. In the future, Wudang Mountain will prosper forever. Feng'er, all of this depends on you! "

Taking a deep look at Yitianjian, the next moment, Zhang Sanfeng's body had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)