The top ten Wudang in the gold list, Zhang Sanfeng is stupid

A bonfire dispelled the thick darkness.

The air is filled with the aroma of barbecue, the sweetness of kumiss, and the spicy spices... all kinds of flavors are mixed together, which makes people's index fingers move.

Dolma and the others, who had just narrowly escaped from the wolves, were sitting on the ground, drinking heavily, eating meat, and laughing.

This is the free and easy way of life of foreign people, and it is also a celebration after a narrow escape.

Zhang Songxi was also in it, feeling their joy.

The old man handed Zhang Songxi a roasted golden-yellow leg of lamb respectfully.

At his level of cultivation, he no longer needs to eat or drink.

The ancient qi refiners ate the wind and drank the dew, and served the qi without food, but the secular diet would bring them impurities.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Songxi didn't refuse, he ate with big mouthfuls, took another sip of kumiss, and completely blended into the atmosphere.

The people who were a little cautious in front of him relaxed a lot in an instant.

They began to play the matouqin and sing loudly, demonstrating the beauty of life under the vast starry sky.

The female relatives in the group danced around the bonfire.

Dolma also joined in, her young and graceful body was even more graceful under the light of the fire.

Yingyingyi's slender waist, limbs, wheat-colored skin, and jewel-like eyes full of infinite tenderness are all breathtaking!

At this moment, Dolma's innocence, charm and charm are perfectly integrated.

With her joining, this simple bonfire dinner was more exciting and moving, and everyone applauded loudly.

Among them were a few muscular men of different races, watching Zhuoma's eyes shine.

Few men in the world can resist this charm!

Zhang Songxi looked at the dancing Zhuoma calmly.

There is no desire in the eyes, but only the purest appreciation.

To him, Dolma showed a youthful and attractive side, which seemed to coincide with the avenue of heaven and earth, which inspired him a little bit!

At this time.

Dolma also noticed that Zhang Songxi was watching her, dancing harder and harder, her slender waist and limbs flashing.

While dancing, she came towards Zhang Songxi lightly.

Picking up the jug casually, he came to Zhang Songxi.

"What's your name?"

She bent down to give Zhang Songxi a glass of wine, and asked in jerky Central Plains dialect.

A refreshing fragrance entered Zhang Songxi's nasal cavity.

"Zhang Songxi!"

Zhang Songxi laughed.

"Zhang Songxi?!"

"You people from the Central Plains have strange names."

Dolma's jewel-like eyes showed confusion, but soon turned into a smile.

"But it sounds nice."

"This is what my master helped me get. It comes from the meaning of bridge, boat, rock, stream, mountain, pavilion, and valley!"

Zhang Songxi's interpretation 29 is like a landscape painting.

"What a beautiful artistic conception, there is no such thing in the grassland..."

Dolma said with emotion, eyes full of longing.

Her tender eyes looked at Zhang Songxi again.

"Then you must be your master's most outstanding disciple?"

At dusk, everyone was surrounded by wolves, and they were almost buried in the belly of wolves.

Zhang Songxi appeared like a god, subdued the wolves, and left an indelible impression on Dolma.

There are many people who practice martial arts in the grassland, and there are not a few who can kill gray wolves.

But she had never seen such a miraculous person like Zhang Songxi!

"I am the least talented among all the seniors."

Zhang Songxi smiled and shook his head.

"The one who is really outstanding is my little junior brother, Su Li!"

"He is truly an unprecedented genius throughout the ages!"

"He is like the bright moon in the sky, and the others are stars. His brilliance overwhelms everyone, and overwhelms all ages!"

"It was impossible to have an existence like him in the past, and it is equally impossible in the future."

Looking at the full moon in the night, Zhang Songxi couldn't help sighing.

There was even more admiration and admiration on his face.

"What's so special about this Wudang little martial uncle, Su Li, that makes Zhang Songxi admire him so much?"

"Could it be that his talent is really monstrous enough to overwhelm all the arrogance?"

"It didn't happen in the past, and it won't happen in the future. Is this too exaggerated? There has been no shortage of geniuses since ancient times."

The people of Ninth High School were amazed.

They had already learned from Mo Shenggu and Yu Lianzhou that Wudang had a junior brother.

But this was the first time they heard Su Li's name.

Now I see Zhang Songxi is so highly respected.

Everyone became more curious about this Wudang Junior Martial Uncle, Su Li.

......

"Su Li?!"

Dolma was thoughtful, her Central Plains dialect was not very good.

So I don't understand what it means, so I just don't think about it.

Instead, with a slight smile, he said:

"I think you are the best!"

After saying this, he gave Zhang Songxi a sweet kiss.

Feeling like an electric shock, Zhang Songxi was stunned in place.

This was the first time he had felt this way.

When Zhang Songxi came back to his senses, Dolma had already left with a gust of fragrant wind, and turned his head to wink at him.

With a little red on his face, he returned to jumping around the campfire.

"Oh!"

The crowd immediately shouted excitedly.

There are quite a few men who admire Dolma all cast envious eyes at this moment.

However, there was no resentment.

This is the case in the grassland, bold and enthusiastic.

What's more, the alien races in the grasslands are originally strong.

Zhang Songxi's strength completely convinced everyone!

Zhang Songxi shook his head and laughed, and couldn't help being shocked by this enthusiastic foreign woman.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to it, but entered a very strange state.

It was just that moment.

He had a faint understanding of the method of cultivation.

But this feeling is too vague, it seems to be a little bit worse.

......

The night was dark.

The bonfire has burned out.

The crowd dispersed.

Zhang Songxi was also arranged in a spacious tent alone.

The tent is also covered with thick wool, which is very soft and warm.

He sat cross-legged, trying to grasp the previous insights.

But it didn't take long.

There were slight footsteps outside the tent.

Immediately afterwards, a moving, human body was thrown into his arms.

Zhang Songxi tensed up instantly, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in disbelief.

But what greeted him was a fiery kiss.

......

Wudang Mountain!

"Confused!"

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng slapped his thigh, his tone was a bit hateful.

"Only by maintaining a pure Yang body can one reach the pinnacle of martial arts!"

"The old Taoist guarded Yuanyang for more than a hundred years, and only then was he able to step into the half-step land god."

"This kid... oh!"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and sighed again and again, feeling very sorry!

Although he never prohibited his disciples from marrying, he also told them that if they want to practice superior internal strength, they must maintain a pure yang body.

Although Zhang Songxi lacks talent, he has the closest nature, so he intends to teach him the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.

but now......

After sighing for a while, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly came to his senses.

"He's already in Sendai, what else is the old man worried about..."

Even his disciples have been sent to the Immortal Stage one after another, and he is still half a step away from the land immortal!

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed depressingly again!

......

early morning.

The morning light is slightly dew.

Gradually dispelled the darkness of the grassland.

Zhang Songxi opened his eyes, his eyes were like endless starry sky.

At this time, his aura was stronger than yesterday.

The madness of last night actually made him break through again.

Zhang Songxi looked sideways at the girl who was still sleeping soundly, his eyes were full of tenderness.

He is an orphan, his hometown was hit by war, and he wandered alone and helpless.