The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

The second child Ding ChunQiu is different, he only learns martial arts and specializes in one.

Therefore, Ding Chunqiu's martial arts unexpectedly came from behind, surpassing his senior brother Su Xinghe.

Logically speaking, the ownership of the head of the sect has always been passed on to whoever has the highest martial arts.

Otherwise, it will definitely cause gaps in sects, which is not conducive to inheritance.

Hey!

This Wu Yazi did not follow the routine, intending to pass the headship to that big disciple Su Xinghe who has low martial arts and is proficient in miscellaneous learning.

Ding Chunqiu, who had no chance to be the head of the sect, was naturally indignant, and by chance, he attacked Wu Yazi and knocked him off the cliff.

Not only that, he also forced to ask senior brother Su Xinghe about the whereabouts of the "Beiming Divine Art" that was secretly handed down by the sect's head.

Su Xinghe vowed to die, and was forced to drive his disciple Hangu Bayou out of the sect, and never spoke again for the rest of his life, pretending to be deaf and dumb for the rest of his life.

Calling himself Mr. Congbian, he established the "Deaf and Mute Gate", and he was the head of it.

Congbian is deaf-mute, because although the ear is deaf, the heart is deaf, and although the mouth is dumb, one can argue rationally.

But the so-called deaf-mute door is nothing more than a deception.

"what!"

Su Xinghe was shocked in his heart, he couldn't move, couldn't scream, his eyes cracked.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only watch Zhang Sanfeng go deeper.

There is the hermitage of his master Wu Yazi.

Back then, after Wu Yazi fell off the cliff, he didn't die, but he lost half of his life and became disabled.

It's really funny, being plotted against by his own disciples, most of his martial arts are useless, life is worse than death.

Fortunately, Su Xinghe found him and hid him.

This collection lasted for 30 years.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Sanfeng came to a valley.

There are pine trees in the valley, and the mountain wind passes by, and the sound of the pines is like waves.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has only one entrance.

In the innermost part, there are three wooden houses.

There is no door or window, which is strange.

"boom!"

Zhang Sanfeng walked up to the wooden house in the middle, and with a flick of the whisk, he pierced through the wooden house, revealing a big hole for people to enter and exit.

"The honored guest is far away, but the old man has not been able to welcome him far away. Forgive me for my sin!"

An old and deep voice sounded from the wooden house.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped into the house and saw the situation in the house.

The house doesn't seem big, but a section of cliff is hollowed out behind it, making the space in the house extremely spacious.

And in this spacious room, there is no decoration, it looks empty.

There is only an old man hanging in the air on a rope hanging from the beam of the house.

There is no window or door in the room, and the walls are pitch black, and the ropes are also black, so it looks like this person is sitting in the air.

This person looks like his beard and hair are white, his face is like a crown of jade, without the slightest wrinkle, and he is at least 90 years old.

The whole person still looks in high spirits and elegant demeanor.

No wonder he was able to eat those two women to death, he really had a good capital.

"You are Wu Yazi, you are pitiful and pathetic!"

Looking at the old man hanging on the rope, Zhang Sanfeng sighed endlessly.

At the same age of 90, even if I didn't join the chat group, I was still hundreds of times stronger than the other party.

The seven apprentices are not only strong in martial arts, but also respectful to themselves, and the Wudang sect is also thriving.

On the other hand, the standard for accepting apprentices was crooked. After finally accepting two apprentices, it was also crooked.

As a result, in his later years, he was desolate, hiding in this dark place for 30 years and daring not to be born.

It's not as good as a wild dog on the street!

"This old man is exactly Wu Yazi, and where did my little friend know the old man's name?"

Wu Yazi opened his eyes, looking at this unexpected guest.

Wearing Taoist robes, there is no doubt that Taoist disciples.

On the face, it looks like he is only 30 or [-] years old, but with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a jade-like crown, and a heroic spirit.

The temperament is indifferent, and the fairy air is fluttering.

Judging from the skill he showed when he came in, he might not be inferior to himself.

What a good seed, could it be that God sent the old man a successor?

Thinking of this, Wu Yazi was very excited.

"Little friend? The old Taoist is over 160 seven years old, and you are only in your nineties. You call the old Taoist little friend?"

Hearing Wu Yazi's address, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help laughing.

This Wu Yazi has the true energy of the second-order innate realm in his body, but all his true energy can only be used for survival, and he cannot move easily at all.

Otherwise, I am afraid that he would have killed Xingxiuhai long ago and sought revenge from Ding Chunqiu, so why wasted 30 years.

The fall that year caused his spine to be completely shattered, and the countless broken bones and flesh grew together, even if Hua Tuo was reborn, there was nothing he could do.

Because of the injury, up to now, his body functions have reached the point of exhaustion.

In half a year or a year at most, Wu Yazi's time will come, and his soul will return to the underworld.

"What? Little friend... no, fellow daoist is already 160 and seven years old?"

Hearing this, Wu Yazi exclaimed, full of disbelief.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist's skills must have reached the innate realm, and there is absolutely no problem in living to 180 years old!"

Soon, he thought of something and suddenly realized.

The innate realm can preliminarily prolong the lifespan of a warrior, from the 120-year-old lifespan limit to 180 years.

Therefore, after Wu Yazi just exclaimed, he quickly reacted.

In the rivers and lakes, Xiantian Realm is also known as the ultimate master. Although it is rare, there are so few of them.

Now, although Wu Yazi was surprised to see a Xiantian master who had never met before, he quickly accepted the fact.

He just sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that this fellow Taoist is not a disciple given to him by God.

"I made fellow daoist laugh, I am ashamed to the extreme!"

Afterwards, thinking of his own situation, Wu Yazi only felt ashamed to meet his comrades in the world.

"Today, have you ever regretted it?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked indifferently.

Although Wu Yazi's temper is very scumbag, he wants to change when he sees a difference, and he doesn't raise a daughter and so on.

But Zhang Sanfeng is not the Holy Mother, and he doesn't want to deal with such bad things.

When he came to this world, he just came to investigate and invite a new group member by the way.

I inspected Qiao Feng before, this time it was Wu Yazi, and the next targets were Murong Fu, Duan Yu, and Jiumozhi.

As for the woman...he has no such plan for the time being.

After all, this is the time when Confucianism is at its most stringent, men and women have to guard against it.

Moreover, when Zhang Sanfeng learned about the details of this world, Zhang Sanfeng briefly scanned the world.

Except for Wang Yuyan, the lady from Mantuo Villa, there are not many other women who are outstanding.

However, Wang Yuyan only memorizes her extensive knowledge, does not know how to practice, and is obsessed with love trails, so she is not qualified to join the chat group.

"Do you regret it? Maybe there is!"

Hearing this, Wu Yazi let out a long sigh, his eyes were dull, as if he remembered the past.

At that time, youth was in full bloom and prosperity.

"Your injury is not difficult to treat!"

Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

Traveling around the world, it is rare to meet people of the same way.

Although his temperament is a bit scumbag, his talent is rare in the world, and he is also a Taoist disciple.

Most importantly, seeing this guy's miserable appearance, I wanted to help him.

No reason, thought, just did it.

"what..."

Wu Yazi's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

He waved his hand and said dejectedly: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow daoist. I know the old man's physical condition. It will only take a year and a half, and it won't last any longer!"

Anyone who can feel that his lifespan is approaching cannot calm down.

"The old Taoist said that if it can be cured, it can be cured!"

Zhang Sanfeng said lightly.

Very plain, as easy as going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

There is no difficulty.

"This... please let go of the fellow Taoist!"

Looking intently into Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Wu Yazi noticed the indifference in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

At this moment, his heart moved.

That being the case, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Who really wants to die if they can survive.

"It's easy! Go!"

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out a finger, flicked it, and a stream of magic power shot into Wu Yazi's body.

Although the strength of the avatar is only at the sixth level, what runs in the body is still the mana of the main body.

Thick, hot, domineering...

This was Wu Yazi's first feeling.

Then, that mana went on a rampage through his body, shattering the broken bones in his body and restoring it to its original shape.

"what!"

Wu Yazi was sweating coldly from the pain, and couldn't help crying out.

Soon, a new vertebra has been spliced ​​and put it back in place.

After doing all this, the mana automatically overflowed and turned into infinite spiritual power to supplement Wu Yazi's life.

The next moment, a warm air flow rose in his body, and Wu Yazi almost cried out in comfort.

"The old way is gone!"

Seeing that the old wounds in Wu Yazi's body were getting better, Zhang Sanfeng waved his whisk and left the room with one step.

His figure drifted away like smoke and dust.

"What a master!"

Looking up, only to see Zhang Sanfeng's shadow dissipate, Wu Yazi opened his mouth, and finally spit out a word of admiration.

After leaving Leigu Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng came to Suzhou again.