The content of the secret letter was very simple, it said that the mastermind behind the scenes had most likely killed Wudang.
Chen Xuan looked at the contents of the secret letter and felt that the insider knew the situation very well and did not know who he was.
He had asked Xiao Zhao before, but Xiao Zhao only said that he was a disciple of the Ming Cult, and she didn't know.
"Sure enough, you still went to Wudang?"
Chen Xuan had some vague impressions, but he didn't expect that after Zhao Min led the crowd to massacre the Shaolin Temple, he went to Wudang.
At that moment, Chen Xuan did not delay and took Xiao Zhao directly to Wudang Mountain.
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Wudang.
In front of Wudang Hall.
A monk walked hurriedly outside the temple.
I saw him carrying a package, clasping his hands together, making a brief salute, and said.
"The young monk Shaolin Kongxiang, see the martial arts master Zhang Zhenren."
In the main hall, Zhang Sanfeng also clasped his hands in return and said.
"I don't dare. Master, there is no need to be polite. Please come in and talk."
While talking, the two of them entered the main hall together.
But there was a teapot, a teacup, and a wooden sword on the small table in the main hall. There was a futon on the ground, but there was nothing else.
The main hall here is a side hall, so there is no statue of Lord Zhenwu enshrined. It should be a quiet room where Zhang Sanfeng rested.
The two of them walked to the palace and only listened to Kong Xiangdao.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, the Shaolin sect suffered a catastrophe that has not been seen in a thousand years. The demon sect suddenly launched a sneak attack. From the abbot Kong Wen to the senior brother, everyone in the sect died in the temple. Only the young monk escaped desperately. The demon sect's troops have come to Wudang.
!The survival of the martial arts community in the Central Plains today depends entirely on the hands of Zhenren Zhang!"
Then he burst into tears.
Even though Zhang Sanfeng had a hundred years of cultivation, he was shocked when he heard the bad news and was speechless for a long time.
Finally, he managed to calm down and said.
"The demon sect is so rampant? There are so many masters in Shaolin Temple, but for some reason they were poisoned by the demon sect?"
Kong Xiang sighed deeply.
"Two senior brothers, Kongzhi and Kongxing, led their disciples and formed an alliance with the five major sects of the Central Plains to march westward and besieged Guangmingding. The monks who stayed in the temple were waiting for good news every day."
When he heard him talking about the six sects besieging Guangmingding, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly.
Kong Xiang continued.
"That day, it was reported from the mountain that the monks from the expedition had returned with a great victory. Abbot Kongwen was overjoyed when he heard the news, and led the disciples who stayed in the temple to welcome him out of the mountain gate. As expected, he saw two senior brothers, Kongzhi and Kongxing, leading the disciples from the expedition back to the west, and also remanded them in custody.
There were hundreds of prisoners. Unexpectedly, those prisoners were disguised as demon sect members. After everyone entered the temple, the prisoners drew their weapons and suddenly took action, resulting in a murderous crime."
Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised when he heard this.
"There are so many masters in the Shaolin Temple, how could they be slaughtered by hundreds of Mingjiao followers?"
Kongxiang explained.
"Zhenzhen Zhang didn't know something. At that time, the monks of our sect were caught off guard. Secondly, most of the good soldiers marched westward to trap the enemy. The strength of those who stayed in the temple was weakened. In addition, the front and rear exits of the temple were blocked by the enemy. A fierce battle began.
After coming down, he was finally defeated, and Brother Kongxing was martyred on the spot..."
At this point, he burst into tears.
Zhang Sanfeng felt sad and sighed.
"This demon sect is so vicious, who can be wary of it?"
At this moment, Kong Xiang stretched out his hand to untie the yellow cloth bundle on his back, opened the bundle, and found a layer of oilcloth inside.
Then he opened the oilcloth, and a head was suddenly revealed. He looked around wide with an angry look on his face. It was none other than the Master of Emptiness, one of the three great monks of Shaolin.
Zhang Sanfeng naturally recognized his appearance and was shocked when he saw him.
The empty phase sheds tears.
"I risked my life to snatch the body of Senior Brother Kongxing. Master Zhang, how do you think this great revenge can be avenged?"
After saying this, he respectfully placed the head of Sunyata on the table and prostrated himself on the ground.
Zhang Sanfeng also bowed sadly and put his hands together in salute.
After the ceremony, he saw Kong Xiang lying on the ground for a long time and crying, so he stretched out his hands to support each other and comforted her.
"Senior Brother Kong Xiang, Shaolin Wudang is a family. This revenge must be avenged..."
As soon as he said the word "ke", he suddenly heard a muffled "bang" sound!
Kong Xiang suddenly raised his heavy palms with both hands and hit him on the chest.
This sudden change made Zhang Sanfeng extremely skilled in martial arts, and even reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted without any dissatisfaction.
But how could he have expected that this eminent Shaolin monk, who had a blood feud and came from afar to report the news, would suddenly attack him?
In an instant, he said that Kong Xiang was so sad that he became confused, and in the confusion, he regarded himself as an enemy, and even wanted to persuade him.
But immediately, Zhang Sanfeng felt something was wrong.
Because the palm power of Kongxiang is actually the secret skill of Shaolin sect [Vajra Prajna Palm]!
The Kong Xiang tried his best to push his palm towards me, his face was as white as paper, but there was a sinister smile on his lips.
Zhang Sanfeng received two slaps, not counting the two palms he received, but the subsequent palm force shocked his internal organs!
But he was the leader of Wudang after all. When he saw him swing out his palm, there was only a soft "pop" sound, hitting Kongxiang's Tianling Cap.
The force of this palm was as soft as cotton but stronger than iron. Kong Xiang's skull was instantly shattered and he collapsed like a pile of mud. He didn't even make a sound, but he was killed on the spot.
The Wudang disciples outside the door realized at this moment, rushed in and said hurriedly.
"Master! You..."
The two young disciples in gray robes only had time to say the word "you" before they immediately stopped talking.
I saw Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and he no longer looked as elegant and elegant as before.
Before the two of them could react, Zhang Sanfeng waved.
"The demon sect is powerful, quickly gather all the disciples to return to Wudang to aid!"
"yes!!!"
The two disciples responded hurriedly, turned around and left in a hurry.
Not long after, another set of footsteps was heard outside the door.
The visitor was wearing a gray-green Taoist robe. He looked like a disciple of Wudang, but his appearance was somewhat unfamiliar.
Zhang Sanfeng turned around to look at this man, and saw that he had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was very handsome, and he was quite handsome like his disciple Zhang Cuishan.
Sure enough, I heard the man hesitate.
"Master Tai, what's wrong with you? I'm Wuji."
"Wuji? Is it really you?"
Zhang Sanfeng showed a rare smile. Zhang Wuji walked forward hesitantly and took a look at Zhang Sanfeng.
When he looked at Monk Kongxiang who had his head smashed by a palm on the ground, a trace of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't have any doubts about Zhang Wuji's appearance, he just said:
"Shaolin's Vajra Prajna Palm is truly extraordinary. It seems that even if I rest for three months, my injury will not be cured."
"Three months?" Zhang Wuji was stunned.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't say much, he just said.
"Wuji, this time the demon sect has made a large-scale invasion, with frequent poisonous schemes, making it difficult for people to guard against. This sect's fight, life and death, victory or defeat, I don't care about it. It's just the secret of Wudang, but it can't be interrupted. I have been in seclusion for a long time, and I have learned martial arts.
The essence is divided into a set of Tai Chi Chuan and Tai Chi Sword, and I will pass it on to you now."
"Master, this..."
"It doesn't matter, just study hard and learn as much as you can."
Let's talk. Zhang Sanfeng coughed lightly, spit out another mouthful of blood foam, and then started to demonstrate Tai Chi.
He slowly stood up, with his hands hanging down, the backs of his hands facing outward, his fingers slightly stretched, his feet separated and parallel, then his arms were slowly raised in front of him, his left arm was half-circled, and the palms facing each other formed a yin palm, and his right palm turned over to form a yin palm.
Yangzhang said.
"This is the starting position of Tai Chi."
He continued to perform the moves one by one, calling out the names of the moves.
【Hold the bird's tail】
【hand gesture】
[White Crane Spreads Wings]
[Knee-hugging hook step]
[Hands waving the pipa]
【Like closed as if closed】......
Zhang Wuji watched intently. At first, he thought that the Grand Master deliberately performed the moves very slowly, but when he saw the seventh move "waving the pipa", he saw that his left palm was yang and his right palm was yin, and he was staring at his left arm.
Both palms slowly closed together, bringing out a ray of internal energy that was as dignified as a mountain, yet as light as a feather.
Zhang Wuji suddenly realized this and thought to himself.
"This is the superior martial arts of using slowness to fight fast, and using stillness to stop. I never thought there could be such superb kung fu in the world!"
In his early years, he was chased by the owner of Zhuwu Lianzhuang Village at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, accidentally fell off a cliff, and then obtained the complete version of the Nine Yang Magic in the belly of the white ape.
In addition, he has a very high level of understanding. After cleansing the marrow with the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Yi Jing, once he understood Tai Chi, he became more and more fascinated by it.
But seeing Zhang Sanfeng's hands moving in circles, each move contains the yin and yang changes of Tai Chi style. It is so subtle and mysterious that it really opens up a new world that has never been seen before in martial arts.
After about half a cup of tea, Zhang Sanfeng reached up to hold the sparrow's tail, held Tai Chi with one hand, and stood calmly on the spot. Although he was seriously injured, after practicing a set of boxing techniques, he became more energetic.
He held a Tai Chi Hunyuan in his hands and said in a deep voice.
"The secret of this boxing technique is to 'hold strength with virtual spirit, pull up the chest and pull up the back, sink the shoulders and drop the elbows'. It is purely based on intention, and the most important thing is to avoid using force. The unity of form and spirit is the gist of this boxing technique."
Zhang Wuji felt extremely grateful and hurriedly clasped his fists in thanks.
After performing a set of boxing skills, Zhang Sanfeng made another move, and took the wooden sword on the table into his hand from the air, saying:
"Wuji, please be optimistic, this is Tai Chi sword technique."
After saying this, he demonstrated the Tai Chi sword technique with his wooden sword.
Now he stood up, holding the sword in his left hand, holding the sword finger with his right hand, forming a circle with his hands, slowly raising it, and then began to demonstrate.
【Three Rings Set in the Moon】
【Big Kuixing】
【Swallows copy water】
【Star Exploration Beidou】
【Transformation in Ten Directions】......
After the execution of this move, Zhang Wuji did not remember the move, but carefully looked at the meaning of "God is before the sword, endless" in his sword moves.
After Zhang Sanfeng finished using his sword skills, Zhang Wuji didn't say anything.
It's just that when I look at it for the first time, I can't help but feel that this slow and limp swordsmanship is a little less precise.
Without waiting for him to think more, Zhang Sanfeng asked: "Wuji child, have you seen clearly?"
Zhang Wuji said: "See clearly."
Zhang Sanfeng asked: "Do you remember everything?"
Zhang Wuji said: "I have forgotten half of it."
Zhang Sanfeng said: "That's hard for you. Think about it yourself."
Zhang Wuji lowered his head and thought for a while, then Zhang Sanfeng asked again: "What's going on now?"
Zhang Wuji said: "I have forgotten most of it."
At this moment, I suddenly heard a faint sound of killing coming from outside the Sanqing Hall in front of me.
Zhang Sanfeng looked stern and said.
"My little boy Wuji, I'll do it again, please note it down carefully."
Zhang Wuji nodded, but he didn't expect that the sword moves Zhang Sanfeng used for the second time were not the same as the sword moves he used the first time.
This isn't a demonstration of sword moves, it's completely incompetent and makes people even more confused.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng drew his sword in a circle, stopped his movement slightly, and asked.
"Wuji child, how do you feel?"
Zhang Wuji said: "There are still three moves that I haven't forgotten."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, put down his sword and returned to his seat.
Zhang Wuji walked slowly in a circle in the hall, pondered for a long time, then slowly walked around in another half circle, raised his head, and his face was full of joy.
"I completely forgot about this. I completely forgot about it."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "It's not bad, it's not bad. I forget it so quickly!"
After saying that, he stroked his beard briefly, obviously appreciating it.
This Tai Chi technique and Tai Chi sword technique do not focus on form but on meaning. They are integrated with Zhang Sanfeng's understanding of "Tao", so they are far different from routine tricks like ordinary martial arts secret books.
He just demonstrated two sets of sword moves on purpose just to tell Zhang Wuji this truth.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji's understanding was so high that he could be called an unparalleled martial arts wizard.
For a moment, Zhang Sanfeng was deeply moved, but he didn't notice the struggle and entanglement in Zhang Wuji's eyes.
When Zhang Wuji and his parents left Binghuo Island and returned to the Central Plains, they did not want to encounter bad news one after another.
He was possessed by the Xuanming Divine Palm, and his father Zhang Cuishan and mother Yin Susu were forced to commit suicide outside the Sanqing Palace by the six sects.
From then on Zhang Wuji had deep hatred in his heart.
If nothing else happens, he should reconcile with the masters of the six sects in resolving the siege of Guangmingding to resolve the hatred he had in his youth.
However, Chen Xuan's appearance directly repelled the siege of the six major sects.
When Zhang Wuji appeared, he had no chance to untie his knot.
Now Chen Xuan has returned with force, not only taking away Xiao Zhao, but also taking away the Mingjiao's foundation, forcing Yin Tianzheng and a group of Mingjiao masters to flee in embarrassment.
He was just like the lost dog back then, running around and becoming homeless.
All these things made Zhang Wuji fall into madness.
Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji felt his blood boiling and his heart filled with hatred.
Zhang Sanfeng seemed to notice that Zhang Wuji's mood was wrong and said softly.
"Wuji kid, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Wuji has been following this grand master in search of doctors since he was a boy.
While feeling grateful, he also knew that Zhang Sanfeng was a Grandmaster Beidou-level figure. Although he was determined to hate Zhang Sanfeng in his heart, he did not dare to take action against Zhang Sanfeng.
At that moment, I could only kneel down on my knees and beg.
"Master! Wuji's heart is filled with unspeakable sorrow. His wife was snatched away by Chen Xuan, the evil man from the demon sect. I... I am really ashamed to be a husband!"
Zhang Sanfeng frowned, "How could there be such a vicious person in this world?"
He already had regrets over the death of his beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan.
In addition, Zhang Wuji could not be saved despite searching for doctors everywhere.
Now Zhang Wuji knelt down and cried bitterly to him, crying that his wife had been taken away from him. How could Zhang Sanfeng sit back and watch?
Although he has always been lofty-minded, he couldn't help but say in a deep voice at this moment.
"Wuji child, how do you want me to help you?"
Zhang Wuji raised his head, clasping his fists with firm eyes.
"Wuji sincerely asks Grand Master to teach you the skills!"