"call.........!"

Ling Tian exhaled a breath of turbid air, but his heart was filled with excitement.

Yang Bing looked at Ling Tian curiously, and Ling Tian patted Yang Bing's jade hand: "Bing'er... This nameless mental method has been completed. According to this skill, it is also a supplement to the Sunflower Book! Now the two mental methods have been completed, and it only needs to be improved."

Ling Tian said, and Yang Bing showed a little clue.

Zhang Sanfeng is worthy of being a senior. Some of his feelings have not been retained and told Ling Tian that Ling Tian already knows the way of Yin and Yang in his heart. Through deduction, two mental methods were created, which were the perfect Sunflower Book and the nameless mental method left by Yang Guo!

Suddenly, a roar appeared. However, he saw Zhang Cuishan rushing directly into Zixiao Palace and staring at Zhang Sanfeng with a crying look: "Master... I'm sorry for my third brother, and I'm sorry for my master. Today I'll apologize for my death."

Zhang Cuishan exclaimed, and then the sword had fallen to his throat.

"Puff..."

The three-foot blood sword was squirted out, but he saw that Zhang Cuishan had committed suicide.

Zhang Sanfeng was shocked and appeared directly next to Zhang Cuishan: "Cuishan...Cuishan..."

Zhang Sanfeng's words were filled with surprise, Zhang Cuishan showed a relief smile and said, "Master... His disciple has a son, named Zhang Wuji! Now I ask the master to find Wuji and take good care of Zhang Wuji!"

After Zhang Cuishan finished speaking, he stared at each sect and sect: "All Xie Xun's sins, then Cuishan will bear it."

The tragic sound is a three-foot blood column.

Zhang Cuishan was already dead and stared at all sects with a determined look.

Zhang Sanfeng's hands trembled, and his whole body was filled with a breath. This terrifying aura was about to rise, and his silver hair moved without wind.

At this moment, Shaolin was already terrifying. Shaolin and Wudang competed for power, but they could not suppress Wudang. This was completely because Wudang had Zhang Sanfeng. His foundation, masters, martial arts...... Wudang could not compare with Shaolin in all this. However, Wudang had Zhang Sanfeng, and he could be said to be the best master in the world.

Shaolin was already afraid that if Zhang Sanfeng was furious, he would not be able to kill people.

Suddenly, a sad roar was heard: "Dad..."

This is a child shouting, and this child is outside the hall.

Zhang Sanfeng moved, like a fairy stepping on the clouds, and appeared directly next to the child.

Zhang Sanfeng hugged the child and waved his right hand at the man.

The man was stunned and directly activated his right palm. The right palm was filled with dark coldness, but the moment he touched Zhang Sanfeng, it disappeared.

"Puchi..."

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes frowned, and he felt that the child in his arms was a little cold.

With this touch, the man flew away directly.

"Hmph......" Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, and his powerful true energy was emitted.

The Feili man instantly vomited countless blood, but he still ran outside Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng walked slowly and saw the child running to Zhang Cuishan: "Dad...Dad..."

The crying sound is even more pitiful.

A woman walked over and her eyes were filled with tears. She stared at the dead Zhang Cuishan and shouted in grief and anger: "Cuishan...Cuishan..."

This person is Yin Susu, but he is sad when he stands there.

Yin Susu stood there, her eyes filled with despair. She hugged Zhang Wuji in her arms and smiled softly: "Wuji... You must remember, remember the faces of these people. It is these people who force your father to death. If one day, you must avenge your father."

Yin Susu said, staring at Shaolin with ruthless eyes, Kongtong...

These sects were a little helpless. Looking at the angry Zhang Sanfeng, they were all speechless.

"Bang............"

Yin Susu also fell down directly and fell in Zhang Cuishan's arms.

Zhang Wuji was shocked and saw a dagger appearing on Yin Susu's heart: "Mom..."

Zhang Wuji roared, feeling endless sadness.

Lying there, he cried even more.

At this moment, the entire Zixiao Palace was silent. What happened at this moment had already made these sects not know how to tell them. Now the person who knew Xie Xun's news was only this child. However, looking at Zhang Sanfeng's face, he probably said a word, which was the Wrath of Thunder.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji cried, his face even more blue.

"So cold...mother so cold..."

Zhang Wuji fainted, but Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, but seemed to know something.

"Hmph......" Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, staring directly at each sect and sect: "Get out!"

In a word, these people did not dare to refute at all, and they all left outside the Zixiao Palace.

Yang Bing also stood up slowly, with a hint of indifference: "This child is a little pitiful!"

Ling Tian slowly took out a porcelain bottle and said lightly: "Zhang Zhenren, this is Jiuhua Yulu Pill, it should be able to help this child!"

Zhang Sanfeng borrowed it over with a hint of fatigue: "Thank you!"

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The next day, Wudang Mountain.

Ling Tian led Yang Bing and walked slowly to the palace.

A steaming wood exudes a icy coldness.

Ling Tian walked in and looked at the Seven Heroes of Wudang who were using their skills. However, there were six remaining people in the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Zhang Cuishan was already dead, and this only descendant could not live long.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ling Tian, ​​but smiled bitterly: "Oh...thing happened suddenly, the old Taoist was not well received!"

Ling Tian shook his head and chuckled: "Zhang Zhenren was joking."

After a word fell, Yang Bing looked at Zhang Wuji in the wooden barrel: "How about this child?"

Women are all emotional, even Yang Bing is the same. Her parents died tragically, and only one orphan was left. Yang Bing couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said helplessly: "The situation is not good... This is the Xuanming Divine Palm. If you have the complete 'Nine Yang Divine Art', it's OK. With one-third of Wudang's Nine Yang Ability, you can't force out cold poison at all."

Zhang Sanfeng was also helpless. His apprentice died tragically, and he could not save the remaining offspring.

Ling Tian also sighed: "I came today and said goodbye to Zhenren Zhang. However, the powerful cold poison is not impossible to solve. This is a secret book collected by the ancient tomb. This secret book should be able to solve this situation, but this method is a bit weird!"

Ling Tian said, taking out a secret book.

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised and sighed inwardly: "This ancient tomb has many collections."

Zhang Sanfeng took over the secret book: "'Evil-repelling Sword Book'!"

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Chapter completed!