Wudang back mountain.
A young man holds his hands in the air, wearing white clothes and looking up at the bright white moon.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for practicing Yin Yang Wuji Tai Chi."
"Achieve the realm of immortals on land and have an immortal life span of 500 years."
Zhang Sanfeng stared at the young man.
Recalling the past fifty years ago, this young man's appearance and name had not left any mark on his face.
It's still the same as before, unchanged.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled casually.
"The land gods are the top of the world, with extraordinary fighting power."
"However, it is a mortal body after all. After hundreds of years, it will be nothing more than a pile of loess."
"It's just, Senior Su, it seems you succeeded?"
Su Zichen said calmly: "Yes, I have already found a path to immortality."
You practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality.
Zhang Sanfeng was shocked at first, and then shocked.
Calm down fluctuating moods in a very short period of time.
He cupped his hands and saluted, his eyes filled with envy.
"Congratulations to our ancestors, congratulations to our ancestors, the way to eternal life..."
Immortality is so illusory.
Unexpectedly, someone actually succeeded.
It is impossible to say that I am not envious.
Xiong Ba, who was hiding aside, saw Su Zichen's appearance.
He has recognized that this person is the mysterious man who left him with the prophecy twenty years ago.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
This...this...how is it possible...
And his appearance had not changed at all. At first, he thought that Su Zichen had taken good care of himself.
When heard, fifty years ago? Immortality?
Xiongba was completely shocked at this moment.
Did the two of them meet fifty years ago?
Now, we meet again.
One person has gray hair, and the other person still looks like a young man...
It's really unbelievable.
Are there really immortal people in this world?
A breeze blew by...
Xiong Ba came to his senses again and found that he was already at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
Thinking of the mysterious Su Zichen, he shuddered in his heart and felt his scalp numb.
Thinking again of that prophetic poem...
Xiong Ba's face immediately darkened...
Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng...
Su Zichen and Zhang Sanfeng were already sitting cross-legged, bathing in the moonlight.
The two of them sat and talked, just like before.
Still always talking and seldom listening.
In the third life of Su Zichen, he had experienced the world of mortals and accumulated a lot.
However, I will never underestimate anyone. A land god’s knowledge and background must be worth learning.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow up so quickly and truly achieve enlightenment and become an immortal.
[You listened to the Yin-Yang Wuji Tao, and gained a deeper insight and understanding of the Tao of Tai Chi. Combined with the power of the stars, moonlight, and the power of heaven and earth, you understood the art of spiritual forging and created the Tai Chi spiritual forging technique]
But for a while.
Su Zichen slowly opened his eyes.
This martial art of cultivating immortals absorbs the light of the sun, moon, stars and stars into the body, tempering the body and tempering the spirit.
At a minimum, the roots and bones will be improved, all diseases will be avoided, and life will be prolonged.
It is not impossible to practice to a high level, become an immortal, and live forever.
He then passed on the newly learned martial arts of cultivating immortals to Zhang Sanfeng.
Spreading the martial arts of cultivating immortals is his gift to the world.
After hearing this martial arts, Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Absorb the essence of the sun and moon... temper your body... condense your spirit..."
His eyes became extremely bright, as if he saw the door above the land gods opening towards him...
Then the white beard trembled and he said excitedly: "Thank you very much, teacher, for teaching me the method of immortality..."
At this moment, there was no one in front of me, and there was Su Zichen's figure there...
However, Zhang Sanfeng still knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
"Thank you, teacher, for teaching me the magic!"
"Thank you, Teacher, for teaching me the magic!!"
The loud voice echoed in Wudang Mountain for a long time.
..
In front of Tai Chi Hall.
A group of Jianghu people were rioting internally, unable to fully mobilize their true energy.
"What a powerful martial arts momentum!"
"The will of martial arts turned into celestial phenomena. Could it be that Zhang Sanfeng, the land god, took action?"
"Who on earth is fighting to cause such a huge battle?"
"Such coercion caused everyone to riot internally. To have this kind of ability, he must be Zhang Sanfeng from the Land of Gods."
Everyone in the arena looked towards the direction of the explosion, whispering to each other, and talking about it.
This terrifying pressure makes the face of the person with ulterior motives suddenly change.
"What a Wudang Clan, what a Zhang Sanfeng!"
"Everyone says that Master Zhang is old and weak, and has long since lost his courage. Today, it seems that this is an exaggeration."
"It's a shame that our Beggar Clan is so incompetent that we can't take back our magical power."
"I hate it! I can't help the past leaders of the Beggar Clan..."
In particular, the elders of the Beggar Clan were horrified. His pupils shrank and he looked at the vision in the distance, full of horror.
At this time, a monk from Shaolin suddenly said.
"Dear heroes, Wudang intends to steal the magical power of other schools and commits a taboo in the martial arts world."
"Even if Master Zhang is here, Wudang will not be able to escape destruction today."
Said.
The monk put his hands together and saluted respectfully in the direction of the Shaolin people.
"Please ask the four uncles to uphold justice and subjugate demons."
"Amitabha."
I saw the Shaolin team consciously making way for a path, and four people walked out of it.
The four people's bodies were filled with golden light, and the Buddha's light shrouded them.
Song Yuanqiao looked solemn.
"The four great Shaolin monks are gathered together. You all really think highly of Wudang."
"We actually invited four great masters to take action."
"It's really well-intentioned!"
The appearance of the four great monks not only shocked Wudang, but also surprised many people in the world.
No one expected that Shaolin would spend such a huge amount of money.
It is probably impossible to seize the Yitian Sword from Shaolin.
Now, they regret taking a trip into this troubled waters.
"The four great monks of Shaolin are of the Kongzi generation and influential figures in the martial arts of the previous generation."
"It is said that the four great Shaolin monks have practiced seclusion for many years and have mastered the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. It is so mysterious that even land gods cannot break it."
"This time, Wudang is in trouble!"
Song Yuanqiao walked forward and said.
"The four divine monks are going to take action?"
"Amitabha, it's just that we once owed a favor to the Beggar Clan, and we came here this time to repay the favor."
"Please also ask Master Zhang to hand over the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for the sake of past kindness."
"If we are lucky enough to win, please ask Wudang to hand over the Yitian Sword, and we will take it back to Shaolin and destroy it."
"If Master Zhang wins, this matter will be over. I, Shaolin, will retreat immediately and will never interfere in this matter."
this..
"Okay, I agree."
Song Yuanqiao and six other people were overjoyed and shouted in unison.
"Master..."
"Master is here!"
As Zhang Sanfeng waved his Taoist robe, his true energy burst out.
A coercion far exceeding that of a grand master surged out, and as he waved his sleeves, a strong wind howled.
Several peak masters, including the monk, flew out and slammed to the ground, coughing up blood.
With a wave of his hand, the Grandmaster was seriously injured, losing his fighting power and making it difficult to continue.
The four divine monks were horrified in their hearts and their pupils were constricted. They could only barely hold their bodies steady, leaving no room for them to protect the Shaolin monks.
Everyone in the arena was silent, looking at Zhang Sanfeng with shock and fear.
At this time, the huge Tai Chi Hall was filled with dead silence.
