Chapter 17 The first kiss in the month, the beginning of love
At present, all parts of the Central Plains are secretly accumulating strength, and it is only a matter of time before they overthrow the rule of the Yuan Dynasty. If Zhao Min is really unwilling to leave with him, then his fate after the fall of the Yuan Dynasty will naturally be self-evident.
Then Zhao Min did not disappoint Chen Feng. After a moment of silence, she finally made her decision.
She decided to use this last month to spend time with her family, and a month later they met under a willow tree ten miles away from the capital.
So far, Chen Feng has not stopped him. He respects Zhao Min, so he naturally respects his choice.
Right now, he only has "Tai Chi" to plunder. As for finding the origin of the world, he can definitely wait for Zhao Min to join him in a month. Chen Feng naturally laughed when he thought of this.
"Fool, why are you laughing? You are smiling so happily."
"Of course I'm laughing at you, my Minmin. Although I don't want to let you go, I think it's still acceptable to see you in a month."
Seeing the faint smile on Chen Feng's face, Zhao Min kissed him like a chicken pecking at rice.
And by the time Chen Feng came to his senses from the kiss, Zhao Min's figure had already disappeared.
The moonlight was like water, slowly pouring on this land. Chen Feng, who was still stunned, couldn't help but think of such a sentence.
"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight..."
"Haha, I don't want to think so much anymore. It's time to take a trip to Wudang during this period. Before leaving this world, I can also go see Zhang Sanfeng, who is said to have already entered the world of cultivation with half of his feet. This trip is also
It’s not in vain.”
The next second, under the bright moonlight, Chen Feng's figure also disappeared from where he was. But what he didn't know was that shortly after he left, two figures appeared out of thin air where he had been.
And when the two figures looked at each other, they disappeared from the same place as Chen Feng.
The next day, because the effects of the Shixiang Ruanjin Powder had dissipated, most of the cultivation levels of the six sects had recovered.
Unlike other sects, Wudang has Zhang Wuji's help, and several of its descendants have already returned to their peak condition.
In order not to worry Zhang Sanfeng, and in order to tell Zhang Sanfeng the news that Zhang Wuji was still alive, everyone in Wudang rushed towards Wudang Mountain with all their strength.
Having said that, after Zhao Min planned the six sects, she sent people pretending to be members of the Ming Cult to go to Wudang Mountain to cause trouble. It was estimated that the two elders Xuan Ming had already led people to the top of Wudang Mountain.
On Wudang Mountain, an old man was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed. The old man had silver hair and a Taoist robe that made him look like an immortal.
Yes, the old man sitting cross-legged and meditating now is Zhang Sanfeng. Counting the years, Zhang Sanfeng is now a hundred years old.
Although he had understood the essence of his martial arts, he still could not remember that person from his heart for the rest of his life.
That year, when they first met at Fengling Ferry, she came slowly with a little donkey, politely asked her about the news about that person, and left there.
She thought she could meet that person again by returning to the place where they first met, but she was wrong. The old place still existed, but the old friend was no longer there.
But what she didn't know was that there was a young man who was disturbed by her appearance. Her words, "Little monk, you look so stupid," made him unable to forget them for a long time.
"Master, it's not good. The Mingjiao troops have arrived outside the Zixiao Palace. When they started talking nonsense, they even wanted to wipe out our Wudang."
While Zhang Sanfeng was still immersed in his own thoughts, the disciples from outside suddenly came to report.
The next second, when Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes, inexplicable power also dispersed from his body.
"Destroying Wudang?"
"Actually, there is nothing to worry about in this world now. Since I have already planned to leave, let's just go and deal with some final things!"
At that time, Zhang Sanfeng's aura was restrained, and now he turned into that kind old man again, walking slowly and unhurriedly towards the direction of Zixiao Palace.
On the other side, Zhang Wuji and others had traveled day and night, and their group had arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. However, when they saw the corpses of a large number of disciples at the foot of the mountain, everyone present had an ominous premonition in their hearts.
"No, there are foreign enemies coming to invade our Wudang, but now there are only three junior brothers and a few disciples in Wudang. Master, he..."
Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel worried.
"Master, Master, he is an old man......"
"Senior Brother, Wuji, we'd better not think too much and go up the mountain to provide support first!"
Seeing Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Wuji's ink marks, Yin Liting on the side was dissatisfied, but still reminded him calmly.
At this point, everyone stopped talking and started running Qinggong directly towards the top of Wudang Mountain.
Not long after they left, Chen Feng's figure also appeared at the foot of the mountain, but unlike the others who were in a hurry, Chen Feng at the foot of the mountain seemed unhurried.
In terms of speed, he has almost no opponent after mastering the Seven Steps of God, so when everyone is in a hurry, he can still come and go in various places leisurely.
Just seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Feng was suddenly interested.
A group of martial arts scum dared to jump in front of a cultivator. This scene was exciting to think about.
In order not to miss this wonderful performance, Chen Feng, who was originally slow and leisurely, also speeded up his speed. When the Shenqi Steps reached its peak, he galloped towards the top of the mountain at the speed of a meteor.
"call…………"
The extremely fast speed caused the airflow around Chen Feng to turn into a sharp wind, but even so, Chen Feng still did not slow down his speed.
With his current speed, he quickly surpassed the people who were ahead of him, and a few moments later, the people who were still struggling to climb the mountain were left behind him in an instant.
After touching half a stick of incense, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and appeared on the top of Wudang Mountain. Looking at the mess everywhere, his heart was full of doubts.
“Has the fight not started yet, or is it already over?
Don't worry about him, just go and see if he's beaten or not, there's no use thinking about it now."
So when Chen Feng strode forward, he saw the current scene directly outside Zixiao Palace.
"Zhang Sanfeng, I heard that you are the real number one in this martial arts world, so I, Xuan Ming, are here to meet you today!"
At this moment, there was no need to guess that the person who spoke was the two men Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming under Zhao Min. However, since Chen Feng came to see Zhang Sanfeng, he naturally had no intention of stopping him.