"Qing Shu, why did you think of visiting your father today?" The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the slum seemed quite happy, and then he found Teacher Ma who was following Song Qingshu. "Who is this……?" Teacher Ma held his head high, waiting to make a good impression in front of this "Real Master Zhang". But I heard Song Qingshu step forward and say. "Father, this man is sneaky and even bribed me with money to keep asking about Wudang news. I suspect he is a spy sent by the demon sect!" "How to deal with it, please show my father!" While speaking, Song Qingshu also took out the penny that Teacher Ma had just stuffed, with a look of disgust on his face. It seems to be saying, if you want to buy me for a mere penny, who do you look down on! ? ? ?
Teacher Ma's eyes widened, and he was a little dazed for a while. who I am? where am i What did I do, how did I become a spy of the Demon Cult? "Hahahaha, Teacher Ma is an idiot!" "I just said that it feels a little weird. It turns out that this person treats the teacher as a spy!" "Ms. Ma: I just know a little bit about the world, don't I just talk a little too much?" "This is a spy!" "2333333 Mr. Ma won't be direct!" "Teacher Ma's luck is still as good as ever, and as bad as ever!" "It's true, it's not normal to recruit a disciple casually, but they treat him as a spy!" "So is this person Zhang Sanfeng?" "Isn't this nonsense, obviously not, how could Zhang Sanfeng's son be named Song!" Teacher Ma is not in the mood to watch the barrage right now, he is really afraid that he will be direct again. It doesn't matter if you get mad, but they are all regarded as spies. Don't get the status of Wudang disciple with great difficulty and be wiped out directly. "No, I'm not a spy!" "Didn't you say to take me to see the head of Wudang? Which spy do you see like me like me!" Teacher Ma can't wait to have two more mouths now. "A spies from the Devil's Cult, how dare you speak hard!" Song Qingshu drew his sword as soon as he said that.
But still, the middle-aged man on the collapse finally happened. "Since this little brother wants to meet the head of Wudang, you have already seen him now. If you have anything to do, please speak up." Teacher Ma didn't react a little bit, is this the head of Wudang? "Are you really Zhang Zhenren?" This real person is really different from what I imagined. Song Qingshu couldn't even be rectified by one sentence from Teacher Ma. "Father, I kind of believe it now that he is no longer a spy." He doesn't even know who the head of Wudang is, and he doesn't know where he came from. How could he be a spy! The elegant middle-aged man obviously didn't think Mr. Ma would be a spy, so he spoke with a smile. "My lord, Song Yuanqiao, is added to be the head of Wudang, handling all matters big and small in Wudang." As he said that, he made a clasped fist with his hands facing upwards diagonally: "As for the old master, he has retired for many years with all his heart in cultivation." Teacher Ma finally understood. The person in front of him is Song Yuanqiao, he is the head of Wudang. However, who said that the head of Wudang must belong to Zhang Zhenren? "Hahahaha, it's preconceived and preconceived!" "It's all because Lao Bai didn't make it clear!" "Can this be blamed on Lao Bai? He only said that Zhenren Zhang created Wudang, but he didn't say that he is still the master of Wudang now!" "The upstairs is right, this is entirely our own preconceived ideas!" "I didn't expect that, Zhang Zhenren is no longer the head of Wudang!" "This is also very reasonable. Master Zhang has such a high level of martial arts, so he must practice hard on his own at ordinary times!" "233333 Mr. Ma wants to meet the head of Wudang with all his heart, don't you see it!" Song Yuanqiao's face is elegant and elegant. Maybe he is middle-aged, and because he is the head of Wudang, he doesn't have much time to practice, so he is a little bit middle-aged. He looked at Mr. Ma with a smile: "Little brother, you have already seen the head of Wudang, so if there is anything, you can say it." After going through that experience in Shaolin, now Teacher Ma doesn't dare to feel kind just because the other party is smiling, so he can only helplessly take out the note just now from his pocket. "The disciple is really not a spy, but just found this on a carrier pigeon, so I want to see Daoist Zhang." "oh?" Song Yuanqiao let out a sigh, but still didn't get up. With a slight lift of his hand, the note in Teacher Ma's hand flew up and landed in Song Yuanqiao's hand.
Teacher Ma's eyes are almost shining. This is great! Coach, I want to learn this! Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sneered: "I don't know much about it, this is actually the tiger bone claw that my new disciples in Wudang know. !" Tiger bone claw? How could it be so powerful? Teacher Ma was moved immediately. As for the deep inner strength behind it, he didn't hear a word of it. Song Yuanqiao got the note and looked left and right, but he didn't see any tricks. "It is true that Miejue Shitai's handwriting is correct, but the content is written in special medicinal ink. Only the old master knows how to make the handwriting appear." Song Yuanqiao finally got down from the collapse: "Let's go, let's go to the back mountain together, and hand over this letter to Master." "Speaking of which, I haven't paid my respects to Master for some time." Teacher Ma was immediately excited. He thought that if he handed over the note in advance, he would have no chance to meet Zhang Zhenren! "Have you finally met the Grand Master?" Song Qingshu seemed even more excited than Teacher Ma. For this legendary Zhang Zhenren, not only people in the Jianghu are full of admiration for him, but want to meet him. Even the interior of Wudang is the same. But Master Zhang has retired for many years, and even Song Yuanqiao can't see him once for a long time, let alone Song Qingshu. It is not too far from the small courtyard where Song Yuanqiao is located to the back mountain of Wudang Mountain. However, the mountain road is rugged, and in order to show respect, he has never used lightness kung fu, so he has walked this road for a long time. Finally, between a bamboo forest in the back mountain. A small thatched cottage emerged. Song Yuanqiao also stopped in his tracks. "Master, disciple Song Yuanqiao, I have something to see." Teacher Ma's eyes widened. The audience in the live broadcast room has also concentrated their spirits. The long-awaited began to come out!
Finally, I was able to see what kind of expert Zhang Zhenren is!
