"Hong Xixiang was taken up the mountain by the previous Wudang master at the age of five, becoming the youngest patriarch in Wudang's thousands-year history."

"What I am cultivating is the supreme way of heaven. I am said to be the best in the world and I will not go down the mountain."

"I have high hopes from Wudang, and I hope that the martial arts and Tiandao will be shouldered by me."

"But he doesn't like to practice. He just rides a bull and studies every day."

Zhang Sanfeng sat on the big rock on the top of Lotus Peak in Wudang Mountain, reading quietly.

It's just that Zhang Sanfeng felt a little emotional about Hong Xixiang.

There is no need to practice, just stay in a daze on the mountain, and when the time comes, you will naturally be the best in the world.

really.

Some people were born in Rome.

Some people are born as cows and horses.

"When he was fourteen years old, Hong Xixiang met the man in red."

"But it was Xu Xiaoma who came to Wudang Mountain with several of his children after entering the world..."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know why, but his heart felt like it was beating even harder.

Even in his Martial Emperor state of mind, he still has an inexplicable expectation...

"Xu Zhihu, dressed in red, met the little Taoist priest riding a green bull backwards!"

"Hey, little Taoist priest, how old are you?"

"The timid little Taoist priest on the back of the green ox held his fingers and thought for a long time with a red face. When he was sure how old he was, and when he was about to answer, the man in red had already gone away!"

"Spring has passed and autumn has come, and Xu Zhihu has reached the age of marriage and will marry far away from the south of the Yangtze River."

"She doesn't care who her husband is, but whenever she thinks of the little Taoist priests in Wudang, she always feels depressed."

"In order not to leave any regrets, Xu Zhihu came to Wudang alone to find the young Taoist priest."

"Xu Zhihu said with a smile: Hey, little Taoist priest, this mountain is so boring, how about you marry me? How interesting."

"Hong Xixiang blushed for a long time and did not answer, because he has not yet become the best in the world and cannot go down the mountain."

"Xu Zhihu didn't wait for an answer for a long time, so he had to go down the mountain in disappointment. When they said goodbye, he looked at the white crane in the sky and muttered: I really want to ride on the white crane."

"After saying this, Xu Zhihu went down to Wudang Mountain and married far away to the south of the Yangtze River..."

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng, who was nearly 100 years old and had already reached the peak of the Martial Emperor, felt panicked in his heart, as if he felt the same.

"From that day on, Hong Xixiang developed a habit of calculating every day whether he could go down the mountain."

"But every time the hexagram is... it is not appropriate to go down the mountain."

"Hong Xixiang can only continue to stay in Wudang Mountain, overlooking the south of the Yangtze River every day..."

"Jiangnan is good, it's best to be in red."

"This is Hong Xixiang's mantra, and everyone in Wudang knows it."

"Xu Zhihu married far away from Jiangnan and soon became a widow and a slut. He was criticized by others. Xu Fengnian was so angry that he went to Jiangnan and went on a killing spree. He even went to the flood elephant with a grudge."

"Whenever I heard that my sister had been wronged, I would go up the mountain and beat Hong Xixiang hard, point at his nose and ask: When are you going to come down the mountain?"

"The flood elephant just endured it without fighting back or answering."

"It's just calculated once a day, changed to twice a day!"

"Calculate whether you can get down the mountain in this life!"

"Then consider whether you can ride a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River!"

Zhang Sanfeng was worried. If he had pursued it boldly, would the outcome have been different?

he does not know.

He doesn't know.

Even if we do it all over again.

He didn't know if he had the courage to take that step.

He continued to read the book.

"Finally on that day, the birthday of Emperor Zhenwu, Lu Zu's sword on the Little Lotus Peak actually trembled like a dragon, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled on the seventy-two peaks, and finally it was like seventy-two white dragons swimming towards the main peak!"

"On this day, Hong Xixiang became enlightened and realized that he was the reincarnation of Lu Zu and Qi Xuanzhen. He stepped into the realm of immortals on land. Thousands of yellow cranes soared and circled, and tens of thousands of pilgrims knelt down to worship him."

"Today the visa is cleared, it's time to go to Jiangnan."

"It was also on this day that Zhao Huangchao sent Yuan Tingshan to Jiangnan to kill Xu Zhihu in order to cut off Beiliang's luck."

"Just when Yuan Tingshan was about to succeed, a sword flew from Wudang Mountain thousands of miles away."

"Hong Xi's elephant rode a crane down to the south of the Yangtze River, and finally saw the red dress."

"A flash of anger turned beauty into a beauty, and a sword slashed the nine golden lotus flowers of the Dongli royal family."

"Xu Zhihu, I like you."

"Whether you believe it or not, I have liked you for seven hundred years."

"So there is no one in this world who has loved you longer than me."

"Hong Xixiang took Xu Zhihu and rode away on a crane."

"Lu Zuli III, after waiting for seven hundred years, finally got his wish and took Xu Zhihu to enjoy the world's scenery!"

"Look at the Bamboo Sea in Western Shu, and look at the ruins in Western Chu."

"Xu Zhihu wanted to enter Kyoto, so he took Xu Zhihu into Kyoto."

"Habayashi Guards, all the masters from the inner circle are here, don't dare to block his way."

"Because no matter how great the dynasty's method is, it is not as powerful as the sword behind his back."

"It's a pity that beauties have had bad luck since ancient times."

"Bull rider, maybe I can't grow old with you."

"Are you still stupid enough to wait to find me in the next life? You are stupid, aren't you tired?"

"Hung Xixiang shook his head."

"Xu Zhihu's eyes turned red and he bit his lip: Aren't you going to wait for me any longer?"

"If I asked you to wait for me for three hundred years, would you be willing to wait?"

"You have waited for me for seven hundred years, and I have to wait for you for three hundred years, of course."

"Lu Zu's sword was unsheathed, soared into the sky, and shot towards the sky. The gate of heaven opened, and the clouds of the nine heavens rolled down."

"Lv Dongxuan, a disciple of Pindao, was scattered five hundred years ago. He was the Qi Xuan frame of Longhu Mountain fifty years ago. Today, Hong Xiang is washed by Wudang and he has cultivated merits for seven hundred years."

"I swear that I am willing to cultivate the righteous path of heaven and earth for another three hundred years!"

"I just want the heaven and earth to open up and let Xu Zhihu ascend!"

"The sound of the flood was like a bell, resounding throughout the world. The gates of heaven opened wide, considering all living beings as ants, and a mortal was allowed to ascend."

"Xu Zhihu rode a crane into the gate of heaven, a heavenly sword fell, washed away the elephant soldiers and reincarnated, and cultivated the righteous path of heaven and earth for another three hundred years!"

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was filled with guilt. Lu Zu dressed in red and practiced for the righteous way of heaven and earth for thousands of years, just in exchange for Xu Zhihu's ascension.

After waiting for seven hundred years and three lives, my original intention has not changed.

What kind of infatuation is this?

"Not to become an immortal, just to wait for your return in the world of mortals!"

The eighty years of obsession accumulated in Zhang Sanfeng's heart turned into a long roar.

The power of Emperor Wu swept across Wudang Mountain with great force, covering dozens of miles in radius.

The clouds in the sky are rolling and drooping.

The sea of ​​clouds boiled over the seventy-two peaks, and finally they were like seventy-two white dragons swimming towards the main peak. The entire Wudang Mountain was filled with purple energy, and hundreds of yellow cranes were soaring and circling.

Song Yuanqiao raised his head in shock, surprised and delighted: "This...could it be that the master has made a breakthrough?"

"Master has already entered the Martial Emperor realm. Could it be that he is above the Martial Emperor?"

Song Yuanqiao's heart was pounding and he was a little frightened.

Today's world.

The Emperor of Martial Arts is like a divine dragon, let alone one who is above the Emperor of Martial Arts.

Most people don't even know what level is above the Martial Emperor.

Yu Lianzhou and other Wudang disciples as well as the pilgrims who came to worship raised their heads almost at the same time to see this vision.

I don't know who shouted "Emperor Zhenwu appears", and tens of thousands of fearful pilgrims knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

The Lord of Beidou died, and Emperor Zhenwu took charge of Wudang.
To be continued...