Chapter 326: Killing the Yuan Dynasty

"The old Taoist should have learned the Shaolin Nine-Yang Kung Fu that time. His disciple was suffering from cold poison and needed the Zhiyang Kung Fu to save him!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Wuji, with some regret on his face. His ruthless men were being killed in front of him, and his only flesh and blood was at stake. Would he abandon his old face and save his only son for Cuishan?

If you don’t seek help from others, do you really think that Zhang Sanfeng’s fiery temper is fake? It’s just because Zhang Wuji’s life is Zhang Laodao’s Achilles’ heel, that’s why Zhang Sanfeng Mingyue is so kind in the Shaolin Temple, otherwise it would be unheard of

He would have gone crazy if he waited for what others did.

Although Yuan Hui could not completely grasp what Zhang Sanfeng, the 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 sweat for Kong Wen and others, and wanted to know what Kong Wen and others were thinking.

Wen and others forced Zhang Cuishan to death on Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday. They were seeking death. If Zhang Sanfeng had not been generous, Kong Wen and others would have died long ago.

Although Yuan Hui didn't mind helping Zhang Sanfeng cure Zhang Wuji, she would not agree so easily. After all, the opportunity to give Zhang Sanfeng a favor was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Yuan Hui would not let go of such a good opportunity.

"Zhenzhen Zhang really made things difficult for him! That matter is not something he, an ordinary Shaolin disciple, can decide!" Fang Hui declined, not readily agreeing to start Tai Chi.

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

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

"Is the red gold cassock that Master Yuanhui is wearing so bright and tight?"

Zhang Sanfeng, a rookie like Zhang Wuji, came in early and discovered that the cassock that Fang Hui was wearing contained condensed vitality, just like the whisk in his legs.

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

Zhang Sanfeng's whisk is not a simple condensation of true energy, turning the void into reality, but if it is not the embodiment of Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Dao, the true energy is pure yang and pure yin combined, or it is Tai Chi, the leg handle is yin, the line is pure yang, yin and yang

The combination of hardness and softness can be said to be the embodiment of Zhang Sanfeng's Taoism.

Is it true that Yuan Hui has no integrity? While complimenting Zhang Sanfeng, she quietly took away the red gold cassock she was wearing, making Zhang Sanfeng so angry. Did she not expect that the little bald man in front of her was so shameless and inferior to herself?

The hundred-year-old Taoist was very shameless, but Zhang Sanfeng was not far behind, and the fly whisk in his legs also disappeared into his legs.

Zhang Wuji stared at Yuan Hui with wide eyes. Although he was curious at first because Zhang Sanfeng praised Yuan Hui, but after entering Yuan Hui, he was disappointed because of his youth. But now he saw

Only when the cassock that Yuan Hui was wearing disappeared without a sound did he know whether the legs were the same as the whisk in his Taishifu's legs. 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 Yuanhui in front of him, seemed a little disrespectful.

Too particular.

“Each other!”

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

"Old fox!"

"Little Fox!"

Zhang Sanfeng secretly felt that he had encountered the wrong person, but after all, he had something to ask for, so he could speak first.

"Can that statue of Sakyamuni Buddha be carved by Master Yuanhui?"

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

"It was indeed carved by the young monk. His leg skills were so poor that it made Master Zhang laugh!"

When Yuan Hui heard this, she knew what Zhang Sanfeng was asking for, but she still did not avoid it.

"Sakyamuni spread Buddhism to the East, but he can still be ranked with 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 away before Zhang Sanfeng arrived, but Yuan Hui was someone else. A cooked duck has a tough mouth, so if you lose, you won't lose.

"Zhenren Zhang is by no means weaker than Buddha. Even if Buddha were born at this time, he would still be on par with Zhenren Zhang!"

Yuan Hui misunderstood Zhang Sanfeng and praised him for a while, but otherwise it could not be considered true. After all, in that world, gods and humans are not at the highest realm, and Zhang Sanfeng is not at the realm of gods and humans. Although Sakyamuni is too old to know everything

His realm cannot and cannot 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 Wuji was very concerned about whether Zhang Sanfeng was indeed wrong. He sighed and stopped fighting with Fang Hui.

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

"Zhenzhen Zhang is so polite. I am not an unreasonable person. I would like to ask Zhenzhen Zhang to cut off the national destiny of the Yuan Dynasty and help him rebuild Tiandong, the Han family!"

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 Dayuan's national destiny, but after all, he had never seen that kind of legs, and it was a bit unclear.

In his mind, and in later generations he knew that Zhang Sanfeng could cut off the fate of the Yuan Dynasty, so he had the wise excuse at the beginning, in order to defeat that 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 the world for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng had actually had this intention for a long time. After all, he was not a Han Chinese, but he could not take action at this moment. After all, his Taoism and the Tao of Tai Chi were not perfect.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhang Wuji beside him and sighed helplessly, "The old Taoist agreed. After Zhai Mulue'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 mind that cutting off Ye Jiao's national destiny would lead to backlash even if she were not a heavenly being.

"Zhenren Zhang, don't be too anxious. He can't let Zhenren Zhang take action at this time, but he needs to wait for the right opportunity to come!"

"That will take at least ten years!"

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, very good, ten years is enough for him to perfect his Tai Chi method and pass on his own Taoism. The conditions of Yuan Hui are not too harsh for him.

"So good!"

"There is one thing that I would like to ask Mr. Zhang to make clear. Although he can make the decision to pass on Shaolin Nine Yang Kung to that little brother, Shaolin Nine Yang Kung does not belong to Shaolin after all!"

"Based on Master Zhang's wisdom, we should be able to see that several martial uncles were unwilling to spread the Nine-Yang Kung to others, so they turned the tables to him!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, how could he deny the life of his disciple if he didn't know what Kong Wen and others meant?
Chapter completed!