World Travel Tour

Chapter 151
"Do you want to practice?
Wuji, don't worry!One day grandpa will cure you, and then you can practice martial arts!

But before that, you must maintain a good virgin body, so that you will be much better at practicing kung fu in the future.

Even though Shigong is more than 100 years old this year, he is a pillar of the sky every morning. This is the importance of Tongzi Gong. "

Zhang Sanfeng was not afraid of being overheard by others, but he actually said such things to Zhang Wuji, who had no experience, and those who didn't know thought he was an old pervert!

"Master, what is a pillar supporting the sky?"

Having never received this kind of education, Zhang Wuji is still a little ignorant about the relationship between men and women, and does not understand the meaning of Zhang Sanfeng's words.

"I'm telling you, it's like this..."

Finally realizing what was wrong with him, Zhang Sanfeng was slightly embarrassed.

However, he had a cheerful personality, so he didn't have any taboos, so he directly leaned into Zhang Wuji's ear and began to explain in a low voice.

"what!"

Zhang Wuji's face turned red when he heard Zhang Sanfeng's explanation, how could he accept such a blunt thing suddenly.

"Master!"

This time!

There was a sudden shout not far away, followed by a young man in a blue robe leading a group of gray-robed disciples to come here.

When the young man looked at Zhang Wuji, a deep jealousy flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well and no one noticed.

"Master, Zhou Zhiruo, the eldest disciple of the Juejue Master of the Emei School, came to Wudang and wanted to take back the Yitian Sword!"

After bowing respectfully to Zhang Sanfeng, the expression on the young man's face returned to normal, and he spoke slowly.

"Zhou Zhiruo?"

Hearing Song Qingshu's report and recalling what happened a few years ago, Zhang Sanfeng's face was thoughtful.

…………

Above the Hall of True Martial Arts!

The huge and majestic statue of Emperor Zhenwu stands upright. Although it is only a statue, there is an aura of calmness and prestige coming from it.

Zhang Sanfeng sat in the first place, while the Wudang Seven Heroes and three generations of disciples stood on both sides, and ordinary disciples guarded the gate of the hall.

With the sound of footsteps, two rows of women in white gauze and plain cloaks walked in slowly.

The one in the middle is a woman with a white veil on her face and a coquettish look on her face. This person is Zhou Zhiruo.

Surrounded by everyone, Zhou Zhiruo slowly walked up to the hall, while she was secretly observing the surroundings.

Gently removing the veil and bowing profusely, Zhou Zhiruo's every move carried a charming demeanor.

Coupled with her pretty face, the heartbeat of those Wudang disciples who don't look meaty.

"Emei disciple Zhou Zhiruo is meeting Daoist Zhang!"

Not daring to be presumptuous in the slightest, Zhou Zhiruo's attitude was extremely humble, and she quickly bowed her head and saluted respectfully.

After all, this is the territory of Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Sanfeng is right in front of her, so she dare not offend.

"The anger of extinction isn't that great, is it?"

Zhang Sanfeng turned around slowly, and said these words directly, without any fear of offending anyone.

"My teacher has concentrated on studying Buddhism in recent years, and his self-cultivation has naturally improved to a higher level!"

Zhou Zhiruo is worthy of being a scheming bitch, even after hearing Zhang Sanfeng's unkind words, she still speaks in a graceful manner without losing her demeanor.

"You are very good at talking! Juejue can receive an apprentice like you, she is lucky!...Wuji, take out the Yitian Sword and return it to her!"

A smile finally appeared on his face, Zhang Sanfeng was very satisfied with Zhou Zhiruo's attitude, at least he was much stronger than her master Juejueshi.

"Yes!"

Being attracted by Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, he didn't recover until Zhang Sanfeng called out to Zhang Wuji.

Walking slowly to the altar and picking up the Yitian Sword, Zhang Wuji walked up to Zhou Zhiruo with his head down, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Brother Wuji, are you the son of Zhang Cuishan and Zhang Wuxia?"

There was an inexplicable look in her eyes, she clearly knew the answer, but Zhou Zhiruo still asked knowingly.

"me……"

Finally, his gaze met Zhou Zhiruo's, but Zhang Wuji immediately lowered his head, stuttering and unable to speak.

"That's right, Junior Brother Wuji is the orphan left behind by Uncle Fifth. Next is Song Qingshu, and my father is Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes!"

At this moment, Song Qingshu, who was dressed in a green robe and robe, took the initiative to come over, speaking with great scheming.

It is self-evident to say that Zhang Wuji is an orphan, and then introduce his own identity and background. It is self-evident that he belittles the other party and exalts himself!

"Thank you, Brother Wuji!"

Bowing slightly to salute, Zhou Zhiruo showed a smile on his face, watching Zhang Wuji and others lost their minds for a while.

"Zhiruo, you have come from a long way, and you have been exhausted from the journey, so you will stay here for a few days.

I will let my eldest disciple Song Yuanqiao teach you a set of Wudang swordsmanship as a gift in return! "

Zhang Sanfeng is worthy of being the leader of a faction, he gave away martial arts secret books as soon as he said, without any distress.

Although it's just a sword technique, without the cooperation of the mind technique, it can't exert its maximum power, but it can be regarded as a great gift.

Wudang swordsmanship!

Even the most common ones are considered high-level cheats in the entire Jianghu, and martial artists in the Jianghu are flocking to them.

After all, apart from sects, the martial arts cheats that ordinary casual cultivators can possess are really limited and ordinary.

"Thank you Zhang Zhenren!"

With a joyful expression on her face, Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect such a reward from this trip, so she immediately bowed respectfully and thanked her.

………………

On the square outside the Zhenwu Hall, this is the place where a group of Wudang disciples usually practice martial arts and swords.

At this moment, hundreds of Wudang disciples are lined up neatly, and under the leadership of Song Qingshu, the leader of three generations of disciples, they are practicing Wudang's introductory swordsmanship together.

And beside the stone tablet not far away, Zhang Wuji stood there a little lonely, looking enviously at the formation in front of him, feeling mixed in his heart.

"........."

I don't know when!

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly appeared behind Zhang Wuji, and an inexplicable smile flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"Brother Wuji!"

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo changed into a purple gauze dress, wearing a ruby ​​hairpin, her faint crescent eyebrows curved into a crescent, and her every move showed style.

"Forehead……"

Zhang Wuji didn't dare to look directly at Zhou Zhiruo at the moment after meeting the other's gaze and quickly withdrawing it.

It's only because the other party is too charming, just looking at it makes his heart beat faster and his face flushes red.

"Are you monitoring their sword practice?"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't seem to notice this, but deliberately approached again, as if she was deliberately getting close.

But Zhang Wuji, who was so excited and at a loss for what to do, didn't notice this.

"Renren Zhang likes you so much, I think he will definitely pass on to you the future head of Wudang!"

These words are more straightforward, people who understand Zhou Zhiruo will understand the meaning of Zhou Zhiruo's words, but it's a pity that Zhang Wuji is not among them.

"Ah ah!"

There was a sudden shout behind him, and Zhang Wuji felt a chill down his back, as if he was being stared at by some kind of wild beast.

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