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 the overthrow of the Yuan Dynasty. If Zhao Minzhen is unwilling to leave with him, then the outcome will naturally be self-evident after the demise of the Yuan Dynasty.
Then Zhao Min did not disappoint Chen Feng. After a moment of silence, she finally made her own decision.
She decided to use this last month to accompany her family, and in a month she would meet under the willow tree ten miles away from most of them.
At this point, Chen Feng did not stop him. He respected Zhao Min, so naturally he respected his choice.
At present, he is only missing the "Tai Chi" technique that needs to be plundered. As for finding the origin of the world, he can wait for Zhao Min to join him in a month. Chen Feng naturally laughed when he thought of this.
"Silly, why are you laughing? You're so happy."
"Of course I'm laughing at you. Although I don't want to let you go, I think I can meet in a month, which is actually acceptable."
Looking at the faint smile on Chen Feng's face, Zhao Min kissed him like a chicken pecking at rice.
When Chen Feng reminisces about it from a kiss, Zhao Min's figure has disappeared.
The moonlight was like water, slowly pouring on this land. Chen Feng, who was still standing still, couldn't help but think of this sentence.
“The moonlight tonight is so beautiful………”
"Haha, I don't want to have so many things. It's time to take advantage of this time to go to Wudang. Before leaving this world, you can still see Zhang Sanfeng, who has entered the world of cultivation with half a foot. This trip is also
It's not in vain."
The next second, under the bright moonlight, Chen Feng's figure also disappeared from the spot, 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 spot like Chen Feng.
The next day, because the effect of Shixiang Soft Jin Powder had dissipated, the cultivation of the six major sects was restored to most of the time.
Unlike other sects, Wudang has already returned to its peak due to the help of Zhang Wuji.
In order not to worry Zhang Sanfeng and to tell Zhang Sanfeng that Zhang Wuji is still alive, the people in Wudang also tried their best to rush towards Wudang Mountain.
Having said that, after Zhao Min had planned to plot against the six major sects, she sent someone to pretend to be from the Ming Cult to cause trouble in Wudang Mountain. In the future, the two elders Xuanming had already brought people to the top of Wudang Mountain.
On Wudang Mountain, an old man was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. He saw that the old man was covered in silver hair and a Taoist robe without wind, which made him look like a fairy-like figure.
Yes, the old man who is sitting cross-legged is Zhang Sanfeng. Calculate the year and date, Zhang Sanfeng is now a hundred years old.
Although he has realized the essence of his martial arts, he still wiped the man from the bottom of his heart for his whole life.
That year, when we first met at Fengling Ferry, she came slowly with a little donkey, and after politely asking herself about the man, she left there.
She thought that she would meet the man again when she returned to the place where the two 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 confused because of her appearance. The little monk, you look so stupid, but it was unforgettable for a long time.
"Master, it's not good. The Ming Cult team has arrived outside Zixiao Palace. When they speak out loud, they even want to erase our Wudang."
And just as Zhang Sanfeng was still immersed in his own thoughts, the disciples outside suddenly came to report.
The next second, when Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes, his inexplicable power also dissipated from his body.
"Step Wudang?"
"Actually, there are no worries in this world now. Since you have already planned to leave, let's go and deal with some things in the end!"
At that time, Zhang Sanfeng's breath was introverted, and now he became the kind old man again. When he took a slow step, he walked slowly towards the direction of Zixiao Palace.
On the other hand, due to the day and night of Zhang Wuji and others, his group had already arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. But when they saw the bodies of a large number of disciples at the foot of the mountain, everyone present had an unknown premonition.
"No, foreign enemies are coming to attack Wudang, but now there are only three junior brothers and some disciples in Wudang. Master is the old man……………”
Looking at the tragic phenomenon in front of him, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Master, Master, he is the old man..."
"Senior Brother, Wuji, we should not think too much, just go up the mountain to support first!"
Looking at Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Wuji's ink traces, Yin Liting, who was standing beside him, still spoke without changing his expression and reminded him.
At this point, everyone stopped talking. While using light skills, they ran directly towards the top of Wudang Mountain.
Shortly after they left, Chen Feng's figure also appeared at the foot of the mountain, but unlike the others' busyness, Chen Feng at the foot of the mountain seemed unhurried.
In terms of speed, he had almost no opponents after learning the Seventh Stage, so when everyone was in a hurry, he could still come and go freely in various places.
Just when he saw the scene in front of him, Chen Feng was immediately attracted by interest.
A group of martial arts trash dared to jump around in front of the cultivators. This scene was exciting to think about.
In order to miss this wonderful performance, Chen Feng, who was originally slowly slowing down, also accelerated his speed. When the Shenqi Step reached its peak, he rushed towards the top of the mountain at a meteor-like speed.
"call…………"
The extremely fast speed made the airflow around Chen Feng turn into a sharp gale, but even so, Chen Feng still did not slow down his own speed.
With his current speed, he quickly surpassed the few people who were leading the way, and after a few moments, the few people who were still climbing the mountain were instantly left behind by him.
After touching about half of the incense stick, Chen Feng, who slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, appeared on the top of Wudang Mountain. Looking at the mess everywhere, his heart was full of doubts.
“Is it because the fight has not started yet, or is it over?
I don’t care about how much he is, just go see if he hits himself or not. It’s useless to think about so much now.”
So when Chen Feng strides forward, he directly saw this scene outside Zixiao Palace.
"Zhang Sanfeng, I heard that you are the real number one person in the martial arts world. Well, I, the second elder Xuanming, will meet you today!"
At this moment, you don’t need to guess and know that the person who spoke was the two elders of Xuanming under Zhao Min. However, since Chen Feng came to see Zhang Sanfeng’s style, he naturally had no intention of stopping him.