I have a role in the heavens

"The old Taoist came here this time to learn the Shaolin Nine Yang Kung Fu. My disciple is suffering from cold poison and needs the Zhi Yang Kung Fu to save him!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji with some regret on his face. His beloved disciple committed suicide in front of him, and his only flesh and blood was at stake. Even if he gave up his old face, he would save his only son for Cuishan.

If I hadn’t asked for help from others, I would have really thought that Zhang Sanfeng’s fiery temper was fake. It was just because Zhang Wuji’s life was Zhang Laodao’s fatal weakness. That’s why Zhang Sanfeng would be so kind in the Shaolin Temple today. Otherwise, Kong Wen and others would What he did made him angry a long time ago.

Although Yuan Hui could not completely grasp what Zhang Sanfeng, a land god in the realm of heaven and man, was thinking, he could still grasp the most basic emotions, so he couldn't help but feel worried for Kong Wen and others. You must know that Kong Wen and others He forced Zhang Cuishan to death on Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday. He was simply seeking death. If Zhang Sanfeng hadn't been so broad-minded, Kong Wen and the others would have died long ago.

Although Yuan Hui doesn't mind helping Zhang Sanfeng cure Zhang Wuji, she won't agree so easily. After all, the opportunity to owe a favor to Zhang Sanfeng, a master of heaven and man, is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Yuan Hui will not let go of such a good opportunity.

"Zhenzhen Zhang is really making things difficult for me! This matter is not something I, an ordinary Shaolin disciple, can decide!" Yuan Hui resisted and did not readily agree, but started practicing Tai Chi.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yuan Hui carefully, especially staying on Yuan Hui's cassock for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng said leisurely, "Are you an ordinary Shaolin disciple in the realm of heaven and man?"

"The red gold cassock worn by Master Yuanhui is so bright and tight!"

Zhang Sanfeng was not a rookie like Zhang Wuji. After he came in early, he discovered that the cassock on Yuan Hui's body was condensed with true energy, just like the whisk in his hand.

"The Tai Chi whisk on Master Zhang's body is also amazing!" Yuan Hui's face was already as thick as a city wall. How could she be embarrassed by Zhang Sanfeng's words? Instead, she pointed at Zhang Sanfeng's whisk and complimented Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng's whisk is not a simple condensation of true energy, turning emptiness into reality, but the embodiment of Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Dao. The true energy is divided into pure yang and pure yin, which is Tai Chi. The handle is yin, the thread is pure yang, and the yin and yang are combined. The combination of hardness and softness can be said to be the embodiment of Zhang Sanfeng's Taoism.

Yuan Hui really had no moral integrity. When she was complimenting Zhang Sanfeng, she quietly took away the red gold cassock from her body. Zhang Sanfeng was so angry that she really didn't expect that the little bald man in front of her was so shameless. He was so shameless compared to himself. The old Taoist was even more shameless, but Zhang Sanfeng was not far behind, and the whisk in his hand disappeared.

Zhang Wuji stared at Yuan Hui with wide eyes. Although he was curious about Zhang Sanfeng's praise of Yuan Hui at the beginning, but after entering Yuan Hui, he was disappointed because of his youth. But when he saw Yuan Hui, When the cassock on Hui's body disappeared silently, he realized that it was the same method as the whisk in his master's hand, and he couldn't help but be surprised by Yuan Hui's strength.

Zhang Wuji turned to look at Zhang Sanfeng's whisk, and happened to see Zhang Sanfeng's whisk dissipating. He couldn't help but be stunned. The thought of disrespect arose in Zhang Wuji's heart. His great master, like Master Yuan Hui in front of him, seemed a little disrespectful. Too particular.

"Each other!"

Yuan Hui and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other and couldn't help laughing, but they both cursed secretly in their hearts.

"Old fox!"

"Little Fox!"

Zhang Sanfeng secretly felt that he had met his opponent, but after all, he had something to ask for, so he had no choice but to speak first.

"Is this statue of Sakyamuni Buddha carved by Master Yuanhui?"

Zhang Sanfeng pointed to the Buddha statue beside Yuan Hui and asked involuntarily, finding a breakthrough again.

"It was indeed carved by a young monk. His craftsmanship was so poor that it made Master Zhang laugh!"

When Yuan Hui heard this, she knew what Zhang Sanfeng was going to say, but she still did not avoid it.

"Sakyamuni passed down Buddhism, but he can only be ranked alongside the master. This shows the master's magical power!"

Yuan Hui couldn't help but regret that Meng Lang didn't move the Buddha statue before Zhang Sanfeng arrived, but who is Yuan Hui?

"Zhenzhen Zhang is by no means weaker than Buddha. Even if Buddha was born at this time, he can only be tied with Zhenren Zhang!"

Yuan Hui praised Zhang Sanfeng for a while, but what he said was considered true. After all, in this world, heaven and man are the highest realm, and Zhang Sanfeng is the realm of heaven and man. Although Sakyamuni cannot fully understand his realm because of the long history, but It is impossible to surpass Zhang Sanfeng's realm.

"That's all, although the old Taoist has been strong in his life, he can't do anything about the injuries suffered by his disciples!"

Zhang Sanfeng indeed valued Zhang Wuji very much and sighed, no longer playing tricks with Fang Hui.

"Master Yuanhui, if you have any conditions, just tell me directly. The old Taoist will never refuse!"

"Master Zhang is so polite. I am not an unreasonable person. I would like to ask Master Zhang to cut off the fate of the Yuan Dynasty and help me rebuild the Han Dynasty!"

Yuan Hui never forgot his original idea, so he directly stated his purpose. In fact, with Yuan Hui's strength, he could also cut off the national destiny of Dayuan, but after all, he had never seen this method before, and he was a little confused. And later generations knew that Zhang Sanfeng could cut off the fate of the Yuan Dynasty, so Yuan Hui's excuse at the beginning was for this purpose.

"I see!"

Zhang Sanfeng took a deep look at Yuan Hui and sighed secretly. He could indeed cut off Dayuan's national destiny, but he would suffer the backlash of luck, making it impossible for him to stay in this world for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng had actually had this intention for a long time. After all, he was also a Han Chinese, but he did not take action at this moment. After all, his Tao Fruit had not yet been perfected, and the Tao of Tai Chi had not yet been perfected.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhang Wuji beside him and sighed helplessly, "The old Taoist agreed. After the child's body recovers, the old Taoist will take action to cut off the fate of the Yuan Dynasty!"

Yuan Hui saw Zhang Sanfeng's reluctance at a glance, and thought in her heart, it seems that if a country's national destiny is cut off, even gods will suffer backlash.

"Master Zhang, don't be too anxious. I'm not asking Master Zhang to take action now, but I need to wait for the right time to come!"

"This will take at least ten years!"

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, ten years were enough for him to perfect his Tai Chi method and pass on his own Taoism. Yuan Hui's conditions were not too harsh for him.

"So good!"

"There's just one thing I want to make clear to Master Zhang. Although I can make the decision to pass on Shaolin Nine Yang Kung to this little brother, Shaolin Nine Yang Kung belongs to Shaolin after all!"

"Based on Master Zhang's wisdom, we should be able to see that several uncles were unwilling to teach the Nine Yang Kung to outsiders, so they turned the tables on me!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded. How could he not know what Kong Wen and others meant? For the sake of his disciple's life, he could only pretend not to know and give up his dignity.