Under such circumstances, the Central Plains Rebel Army had never had such a pleasant battle. All the rebel armies were in a state of unstoppable power, tearing back the territory of the world belonging to the Mongolian Yuan one by one.

However, internal fighting is not the talent of the Mongols, but the bad nature of everyone.

Seeing that the Mongol Yuan court was about to collapse, the various rebels in the Central Plains also changed from working together to doing their own affairs, and even had the intention of attacking and annihilation of each other.

Especially among the various rebel armies in the Central Plains, the Beggars' Gang's rebel army has the most powerful momentum, and the Ming Doctrine army has the largest number, and the two sides still have hatred, even if they are avoided, there will eventually be a conflict.

For this reason, Bai Xingjian, who had just been idle, had to get busy again and develop his method of stealing food and cutting off food, and help the Beggars' Gang suppress the Ming Taoist Army.

Fortunately, there were countless leaders of the Ming Taoist Army and were not a single piece of iron. However, the Beggars' Sect ordered the orders under Bai Xingjian. After a battle against dragons and tigers, it not only did not lose money, but instead devoured a large number of the Ming Taoist Army.

Speaking of which, the reason why the Ming Taoist Army was so popular was that ordinary people were easily bewitched by sects and under oppression, they could ignite a spark.

The teachings of the Ming Cult such as eating vegetarian food were not originally praised by the people. Even if the modern society is rich in materials, eating meat is the general trend, let alone in an era when even grassroots cannot be eaten.

After the Ming Taoist army was defeated, Gao Changxin didn't need to do too much work, so he instantly changed his sect and became a member of the Beggars' Rebel Army.

The Beggar Gang's rebel army continued to expand, not only swallowing up almost all the Ming Dynasty's righteous army, but also finally rushed into the capital and captured the imperial palace of the Mongolian and Yuan court amid the cheers of thousands of oppressed Han people.

The century-long years when the Yuan Dynasty imperial court bullied the Central Plains disappeared in an instant.

Just when the Mongolian and Yuan court completely disappeared, a guest was welcomed on Wudang Mountain.

He put on a small pudding on his half-new green robe, but he didn't see any shabbyness, but instead felt a sense of fashion as ripped pants in later generations.

A head of black hair was casually draped behind her, holding a crystal-like green bamboo stick in her hand, and slowly moving forward on the Wudang Mountain Road.

When I reached the hillside, suddenly, an old voice came from above the top of the mountain, echoing on the top of the mountains.

"The leader of the Beggar Gang is here, and the old Taoist is in a hurry to welcome him. I would like to ask the leader of the Beggar Gang to atone for his sins!"

Hearing this voice, Bai Xingjian paused as he went up the mountain, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

He is indeed Zhang Sanfeng, who was judged by the system as his martial arts level far beyond this world, and has a very high level of cultivation.

The skill of transmitting voices for thousands of miles will be used to many people in the world. Zhang Sanfeng can transmit voices from the top of the mountain, but Bai Xingjian never doubts.

But under normal circumstances, the sound transmission of thousands of miles is either a sound that shakes all directions and spreads all over the world, or a line of sound that condenses the sound and secretly passes to one person.

The former is broad, while the latter is exquisite.

Zhang Sanfeng transmitted the message from the top of the mountain, so it was naturally the former.

Under normal circumstances, this sound is shocking everywhere and is often full of power, but Zhang Sanfeng's words are like whispering in his ears, without any shock. On the top of the mountains, birds are not shocked.

This level of cultivation is far beyond his reach.

"Zhang Zhenren is polite. Fang is just a younger generation. Today, I am here to visit. If I don't blame him, it will be Fang's blessing."

Bai Xingjian smiled and said, "The aura of Dantian, the thick sound of the sound spread from afar, as if it could shake the entire Wudang Mountain. Countless birds flew away, and a vibrant image was completely different from Zhang Sanfeng."

While speaking, Bai Xingjian's footsteps were flying, like birds and birds in the mountains frightened by his words. The geese rose and fell in the sky, heading towards the top of the mountain.

A moment later, Bai Xingjian landed in front of a small thatched cottage.

Accompanied by the slow sound, the two wooden doors creaked slowly, and an old Taoist walked out.

I saw that the old Taoist had white hair and a rosy face, and his breathing was as silence as a baby, his figure was tall, with a turtle-shaped back, and his demeanor was extraordinary. A continuous and wandering aura spreads with the appearance of the old Taoist, which makes people feel peaceful and quiet, and can be said to be a natural success in Taoist charm.

This person is the master of a generation, Zhang Sanfeng, a strange man from Wudang.

"Fang Xinyi of the Beggars' Sect, I have met Zhenren Zhang!"

Facing this strange Wudang man and martial arts master who were unknown, Bai Xingjian did not dare to neglect the slightest.

The mountain wind was gentle, the mountain behind Wudang was quiet and quiet, with lush grass and trees. Zhang Sanfeng smiled loudly, "Gang Master Fang is polite. Now it is the critical moment of the Beggars' Sect's anti-Yuan. Gang Master Fang is not in charge of the overall situation in the capital. Come to the old Taoist, who is in the thatched hut, I wonder what you can do?"

Bai Xingjian smiled slightly, "The Beggars' Sect's anti-Yuan Yuan was for the long-cherished wish of the people of the world and the leaders of the Beggars' Sect's past dynasties. Now that the Mongol Yuan is defeated, the Han people are restored, and there is no difference between having me or not."

"On the contrary, Zhang Zhenren is the number one person in the martial arts world today. He is the peak of our martial arts practitioners day and night trying to try to side by side."

"I have been looking forward to meeting Zhang Zhenren for a long time."

"I was busy in my early years and had no time to visit me. In addition, Fang's strength was low, so I came rashly, so I was afraid that it would be difficult to get a glimpse of the realm of real martial arts. I didn't come here to visit me until today. I would like to ask Zhenren Zhang to give me some advice."

"Gang Master Fang is polite." Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "Gang Master Fang's breathing is faint, his breath is long and long, his internal strength is really extraordinary, and he is already the best in the world. Apart from the old Taoist, only my disciple Sun Wuji can be comparable to Gang Master Fang."

"Such cultivation is enough to stand out in the world and can be regarded as the best in the world. How many guidance can the old Taoist have?"

Bai Xingjian sighed lightly, "If you talk about martial arts cultivation, Fang believes that he is not bad. If you say you are not polite, even if you fight with a real person, you may not be much worse."

"But when it comes to martial arts realm, Fang is far inferior to real people. In the eyes of others, Fang may be at the peak of the martial arts world, but in real martial arts, he may just start."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were slightly brighter and he smiled slowly: "There is infinite martial arts. The leader of the gang has such an understanding. There are many martial artists in the world who can achieve such an understanding. Please!"

As he said that, Zhang Sanfeng pushed his hand gently, and the bamboo table and chair not far away were pulled by an invisible force and landed between the two.

When the table and chairs move, they are extremely stable, as if they have been there from the beginning.

Bai Xingjian's eyes lit up when he saw this. After deducing the Tai Chi classics, he already had a considerable understanding of Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts. Naturally, he could see that Zhang Sanfeng's casual pushing hand clearly contained the exquisite martial arts in Tai Chi and Wudang Mian Palm.

It is not difficult to achieve this with the energy and Bai Xingjian's strength, but it is not difficult to do it with Zhang Sanfeng as he can, and he is as light as he can, but he is far from enough.
Chapter completed!