Zhang Cuishan was drinking tea in the bamboo pavilion, and Yin Susu sat next to him. Today is the day of the winter competition for his disciples. In order to cope with the entire Wudang Mountain competition for the autumn next year, Yin Susu instructed him to compete first.

The reason is very simple. In the first three years of competition, all his disciples were wiped out, and none of them reached the top three. This year, Zhang Cuishan's single beloved son Zhang Wuji has some hope, but none of the others are outstanding. Zhang Cuishan himself is open-minded and doesn't think he has to worry about it. However, Yin Susu is more impatient and feels that he cannot lose this scene in front of everyone.

Therefore, in the middle of winter, I brought my disciples to compete and selected outstanding players as seed players for the coming year.

So his disciples moved to the hillside of Wudang. The land was vast and sparsely populated, and there were many free and spacious places in the woods, which was a good place for martial arts competition.

After Zhang Cuishan returned to the mountain, he collected a new group of disciples, because in the past, his "disciples under his name" were all taught martial arts by Song Paqiao and Yu Lianzhou. When he returned to Wudang Mountain, he naturally had to truly cultivate a group of direct disciples.

Zhang Cuishan pursed his lips, and there was a faint smell of tea on his tongue. He looked at Zhang Wuji, who was sitting in the chair and curled up in a circle. He sighed in his heart: Everything is fine in this life, even from the extremely dangerous Iceland, he can return to his hometown, and he is accompanied by a gentle and cute wife, but the only regret is his only beloved son... The charcoal fire in the house was burning and the heat was steaming. Although it was a bamboo house, there was a young man huddled in a heavy cotton coat on the lower chair. It was Zhang Wuji, who had been hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm back then. Fortunately, He Biweng just showed his power and asked Wudang people to see how they were tortured to death by the Xuanming Divine Palm, so the palm power was not strong, so Zhang Wuji was unable to die on the spot.

However, the cold poison in his body had not been removed. He first relied on Zhang Sanfeng's eight masters and disciples, and used the Pure Yang Wuji Gong to suck most of the cold poison in his body. Later, after discovering that this method was not effective, the Seven Wudang Heroes went down the mountain every year, and I don't know how many strange medicines he found for him. Zhang Wuji also had Zhang Sanfeng teach Wudang Nine Yang Gong to drive away cold poison.

Because there is cold poison in his body, it is like the effect of the ancient tomb cold jade bed, which can force people to speed up their luck in practicing martial arts. In addition, he is strong in his body and has a high understanding. He has achieved the second level in just three years of practice.

Among the third-generation disciples on Wudang Mountain, in addition to the missing Gao Qiang, he was able to practice the Nine Yang Gong. Yu Daiyan felt sorry for his brothers. Mingyue should have practiced to the third level, but now he has just been taught the second level of the heart method, and Song Qingshu has already practiced to the third level. He ranks first in charge among the younger generation.

Zhang Wuji is second. If he is not as weak as the time of the cold poison attack, he is also a famous expert in the younger generation of Wudang.

He was infected with cold poison again. It was unknown whether he could survive at the age of fifteen. Therefore, he was deeply loved by his elders, loved his talents and pity his experiences.

He is now wearing thick clothes in this hot house, but this is due to habit. Because the cold poison is experiencing, the taste is really frozen.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a little girl ran in with a giggle and rushed towards Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji was skillful in his movements and held the girl up and circled around the field for three times. He dared to be so bold in the room, even ignoring Zhang Cuishan and his wife and heading straight for Zhang Wuji was Yin Liting's precious daughter, baby. At that time, thousands of favors from Wudang Mountain gathered on her, so that the name was not officially decided at that time.

In the end, everyone was used to calling Baby Girl, so the name was called Baby.

The baby girl is seven years old this year. The seven-year-old girl is so sweet that she talks when she sees her. Zhang Cuishan and his wife also like this little niece very much. Zhang Wuji has many extraordinary insights in Iceland, which is even more in line with the girl's appetite. The two have a very good relationship and are in a passionate manner.

The baby is spoiled very much. Everyone knows the temperament of her youngest daughter's house. Therefore, after entering the house, he heads straight to Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Cuishan and his wife don't blame her for being unreasonable.

A curtain was lifted over there, and another girl came in. The girl looked about ten years old, beautiful and elegant, with a full-blooded baby look. She held a hot pot pot in her hand, and went into the house to salute Zhang Cuishan and his wife, and said softly: "Uncle Wu, hello Wu Aunt."

Yin Susu smiled and nodded and said, "Zhiruo, thank you for your adoptive father."

The little girl called Zhiruo replied respectfully: "What's the point of saying that my aunt is? My adoptive father just hated that he had little effect on his medicine and could not cure the disease."

Then she turned around, held the pot and held it on the small table in front of Zhang Wuji. She opened the pot and the bitter smell of medicine spread everywhere. The baby pinched his nose and said, "Brother Wuji, this medicine is really bitter. Let's not drink it, okay?"

Zhiruo smiled and said, "Baby, don't make trouble. Brother Wuji, drink it, you will get better after drinking it."

Zhang Wuji nodded, frowned, picked up the can of medicine, and drank it honestly in his stomach. Seeing his frowning and his face turned pale, he knew that the taste of this medicine was indeed not good.

After he finished drinking the medicine, the three children were talking there. When it was lively, they watched the curtains be opened and Zhang Cuishan's newly recruited "big disciples" among his disciples.

Shen Qiufeng ran in, knelt at the foot of Zhang Cuishan and said, "Master, go see, a wild boy came to our mountain to pretend to be my Wudang disciple and injured many of our fellow brothers."

Zhang Cuishan was stunned and then said, "Is there such a thing?"

He looked at Shen Qiufeng's cheeks swelling high, even with abrasions on his body, and his clothes were torn and ragged. He was really embarrassed.

Yin Susu said angrily: "Where is the little thief who is so ugly that he dares to provoke me Wudang Sect?"

She married her husband and followed her husband, but she had long regarded herself as a member of Wudang.

Zhang Cuishan immediately spoke, "Lead ahead and see who is the sacred place."

The baby jumped up and said in a tender voice: "I want to go too! I want to go too! Brother Wuji and Sister Zhiruo, let's go too, okay?"

The remaining two could only nod. The group followed Shen Qiufeng down the mountain, turned the mountain and looked at the 20 or 30 teenagers who were fighting around a boy dressed in a rich young man. However, the boy was very worried and stood there, waved his hand easily and unhurriedly, but he predicted the attackers' way of attackers that he could easily knock down the surrounding boys with one move. He didn't hurt people with force, but threw these boys on the ground. Although they couldn't hurt their muscles, they had to get up after a while. It seemed that a large group of people were accompanying him to practice moves.

Sometimes, he even does not dodge or dodge the fists and feet that come. Instead, the young men fall out one by one. Obviously, his internal strength is successful, and his control is exquisite, and he can counterattack his strength. This is an extremely profound and subtle skill.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife, Zhang Wuji and several other children stood aside and looked for a while. It turned out that Gao Qiang was not very handsome before, but it was just normal. But after practicing Yijin Broken Bone Chapter, he looked strangely much more fond of looking, and his body was a little taller than his peers. In addition, he is now in gorgeous clothes and beautiful clothes and superb skills, so others cannot recognize him.

Zhang Cuishan looked for a while and suddenly said "ah". His martial arts skills were sophisticated, but he could see that the young man used martial arts techniques in every move, but it had changed slightly and was not easy to recognize. However, the material was first, and the purpose of attacking the strong with weak was not changed.

Zhang Wuji watched it interestingly. He knew that the new disciples his father had recruited were not powerful. He immediately shouted: "Get out of here, I'll stop!"

Then he jumped out of the venue and reached out to the young man in the grass. He didn't expect that the young man in the grass would dodge or avoid him and let him hit his chest. Zhang Wuji felt that his punch was like a blow in water, empty and weak. Instead, the muscles on the other party's body slid and slipped, and his fists were staggered from the other party's chest.

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed and knew that he had finally met a powerful person. He took a deep breath and hit the second punch out.

The young man only saw his first punch before he saw him clearly. The young man in China was shocked and looked up and saw Zhang Cuishan and his wife. Seeing Gao Qiang's second punch coming, he refused to retreat but advanced. He honestly received his punch, and held Zhang Wuji with one hand and shouted: "Wuji, Wuji! You are still alive, you are still alive!"

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. They didn't know what the boy had to do with Wuji. The young man in gorgeous clothes continued to shout: "Wuji, Wuji, I am Qingfeng! Can't you recognize me?"

Zhang Cuishan was shocked, and his body flashed and appeared in front of the young man in China. He reached out and touched his face, looked up and down, and said in surprise: "You, are you really Qingfeng?"

This young man in gorgeous clothes was Gao Qiang. Because Shen Qiufeng's voice came to the 20 or 30 teenagers. Gao Qiang had no choice but to knock them down first and then go up the mountain. Otherwise, if he was chased and shouted by people behind him, he might be regarded as a bad person by people.

Only twenty or thirty junior brothers came up. Although they had only been learning the art for three years, Zhang Cuishan had indeed learned the martial arts taught by Zhang Cuishan. Twenty or thirty people rushed up, and Gao Qiang was unwilling to hurt them, so it became the current situation. They could all be put down, but they would get up to fight him after lying down. He was deeply impressed by Zhang Wuji and did not pay attention to the first punch. When Zhang Wuji came to the second punch, he saw that it was him. Gao Qiang was happy and hugged Zhang Wuji. Deep down in his heart, he was afraid that Zhang Wuji would die early and he would not be able to meet him.

Zhang Wuji was also surprised and said, "You, are you Qingfeng?"

Gao Qiang hugged Zhang Wuji twice before he let go of his arms, kowtowed to Zhang Cuishan respectfully and said, "Fifth Master Uncle, the junior nephew is back!"

Zhang Cuishan helped Gao Qiang up and said happily: "It's good to come back! It's good to come back!"

With a wave of his hand, his disciples had already rushed up the mountain and reported the news to Yu Daiyan and others. As for Zhang Sanfeng in recent years, he had been ignorant of the new martial arts.

Yin Susu also came over there, her eyes were very gentle, and she asked her about her well-being, but she was smart and thoughtful to show her goodwill like this nephew. After all, in his heart, this nephew had saved his son's life.

Gao Qiang saw Yin Susu's enthusiasm for him. Although he couldn't tell whether Yin Susu was acting or showing her true feelings, he also smiled and gave her a favor, and her attitude was very respectful.

The baby rushed over there and shouted, "Brother Qingfeng, Brother Qingfeng, hug, hug..."

Gao Qiang saw that the baby had not seen him for three years. He still looked like a witch. He bent over and raised the baby high after growing a little taller, and then gently put it down.

The baby stared at Gao Qiang and said strangely: "Brother Qingfeng, why are you more beautiful than before?"

Gao Qiang touched his nose, thought for a long time before he put it in a sentence: "You can eat well."

Zhang Cuishan took Gao Qiang, and Gao Qiang held the baby with his other hand and went up the mountain together. Because Gao Qiang unexpectedly came, the Zhang Cuishan martial arts competition was now ruined.

The road up the mountain is not short. Zhang Cuishan said with a gentle voice: "Good boy, Master Miejue, the head of Emei, rumored that you were infected with a poisonous archer. We all thought you were dead. What happened later?"

Gao Qiang's eyes turned around. He thought that people are too talkative now and it is really not suitable to tell some confidential things, so he replied: "Uncle Master, the matter was strange later. Well, we went up the mountain, and I will talk about it in detail. It's so long."

Zhang Cuishan didn't know that he was scheming. He thought that he was right, so he laughed three times and stopped asking.

On the other side, Yin Susu smiled and said, "Nephew Qingfeng, guess who is coming on the mountain?"

Gao Qiang shook his head and said, "My nephew Yulu, I will return to Master Jing's wife. Remind."

The baby shouted: "I won't help you when you die!"

Gao Qiang suddenly realized and said happily: "Is it because Mr. Hu, Aunt Yu, is here?"

Yin Susu held the beautiful girl at hand and said, "Look, this is their adopted daughter, Miss Zhiruo."

Gao Qiang had been good at observing the six paths before, and he left the ancient tomb and walked around the world. After falling into a hotel, he was worried about it everywhere. He just glanced at the beautiful girl, thinking that she was Zhang Cuishan's newly acquired female disciple, of course she could not ask someone's name like a fool. Now, when he heard that this was the adopted daughter of Hu Qingniu Wang Nangu, his head was swollen at the moment. I wonder if Wang Nangu was full of love again - but this time she had a lot of vision, this girl was indeed a first-class beauty.

Gao Qiang saw Yin Susu holding the woman hand in hand, and the woman looked all gentle and liked her very much. She couldn't help but feel funny. She thought to herself: This girl must be of good temperament and must be smart, otherwise Yin Susu wouldn't like it so much. But what is this girl called Zhiruo? Does it have anything to do with Zhou Zhiruo?

It was inappropriate to ask the girl's name under the hall. Gao Qiang casually praised Mr. Hu and Aunt Wang, etc., and was full of doubts. He continued to go up the mountain. After all, he had agreed with Wang Nangu that he would not reveal her relationship with her adopted mother and son in front of everyone. But now it seems that he was too worried at that time, either, this girl was too outstanding.

I was speechless all the way, and when I saw the blue bricks and green tiles, Gao Qiang's eyes were sharp-eyed. He had long seen a burly body standing there, standing in the wind, staring high below.

Gao Qiang was excited, loosened his wrist and broke free from Zhang Cuishan with one hand, galloped all the way to the mountain, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed with a slight cry in his voice, saying, "Master, you are unfilial disciple, finally back!"

The man helped Gao Qiang up and looked up and down for a few minutes, saying only four words: "It's good to come back!"
Chapter completed!