Chapter 135: The Master’s Love

Zhang Sanfeng!!

Xiao Fan immediately became messy in the wind...

Staring at the old Taoist priest in front of him for a long time, Xiao Fan stretched out his hand, pointed at the old Taoist priest, and said quietly: "You... are Zhang Sanfeng?"

The old Taoist priest raised his waist, stroked his long beard, and said proudly: "That's it! Hiss--"

The red envelope on his forehead hurt him again.

"You... are you really Zhang Sanfeng?"

“That’s right!”

"You are the Zhang Sanfeng, commonly known as Zhang Xianren, Zhang Junbao, and Zhang Zhenren?"

The old Taoist priest's face became more and more proud. He brushed his sleeves with a chic look, and said in an unpredictable expression: "That's it!"

Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the sky: "Hahahaha... I don't believe it!"

The old Taoist priest: "..."

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Prove it to me that you are real Zhang Sanfeng, otherwise I will sue you for climbing over the walls and breaking into private houses to try to steal, and ask the Jinyiwei to issue a list of the world to warn you."

The old Taoist priest had a black line: "...how to prove it?"

Xiao Fan thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a few questions. First, who is your junior brother? Don't hesitate, answer quickly!"

"Taixu!" the old Taoist priest said without hesitation.

Xiao Fan laughed: "Wrong! Your junior brother is my master!"

The old Taoist priest was covered in black lines: "..."

"The second question is, I'll give you another chance. Who is your junior brother?"

"Your master!"

Xiao Fan laughed again: "I'm wrong again! You are a Taoist priest, and of course your junior brother is also a Taoist priest."

The old Taoist priest began to smoke above his head: "..."

"The third question is, I'll give you another chance. Who is your junior brother?"

The old Taoist priest thought for a while and said carefully and cautiously: "He is your master, and he is also a Taoist priest."

Xiao Fan sighed long and said, "You are still wrong... Your junior brother is Taixu. I said, are you Zhang Sanfeng? Could it be a fake one?"

The old Taoist priest broke out: "How dare you tease me..."

Before the fire was released, Xiao Fan quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Slow down! I will give you another chance in the end. If you can see the name of my move, I believe you are Zhang Sanfeng."

After saying that, Xiao Fan's luck pointed at the old Taoist priest's waist and shouted coldly: "Open!"

The white pants worn by the old Taoist priest in the gray Taoist robe immediately slid down to his ankles. On the side of the Taoist robe, two old hairy thighs were shaking and shaking...

The old Taoist priest didn't care about being angry and said in surprise: "The immortal is Ruyi's finger?"

Xiao Fan was also surprised and said, "You actually know each other? So... are you really Zhang Sanfeng?"

The old Taoist priest raised his pants and said angrily: "Of course I am Zhang Sanfeng! Who are you? You can actually know the immortal Ruyi finger created by Taixu?"

Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly became bright, and he looked at the old Taoist priest with a fanatical look on his face. Then he pounced on him and hugged him fiercely, shouting excitedly: "Master! You miss me to death!"

The old Taoist priest patted Xiao Fan's head lovingly and said, "Hehe, be good..."

After taking a few shots, I felt something was wrong. I pushed Xiao Fan away and asked in surprise: "Hey, who are you? Who is your master?"

"You are my uncle! Master Sanfeng!" Xiao Fan's eyes were staring.

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised: "Are you a disciple accepted by Taixu?"

"That's it! Master, I am your nephew!"

Zhang Sanfeng fell into deep thought: "When did he give birth to such a big apprentice?"

Xiao Fan was covered in black lines: "...Master, my disciple recognized it, not born..."

Zhang Sanfeng said suddenly: "It turns out that my apprentice recognized it..."

Xiao Fan's face was a little bitter. This legendary Sanfeng Immortal seems to have...deep Alzheimer's disease.

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, and the big bag on his forehead made him grin again, so he suddenly thought about this again and roared angrily: "Which bastard was plotting against me just now?"

"Master, didn't you tell you just now? It was your junior brother Taixu who beat him. Your junior brother is getting more and more childish as he gets older. He is still playing slingshots in his 130s. When he lives for a few more years, he might fall in love with riding a Trojan horse..."

When Taixu was not here, Xiao Fan took it for granted that he was blamed for this matter, without feeling guilty at all, - the master was just used to frame him.

Zhang Sanfeng was furious. Before he could roar, a furious voice came from the bamboo forest not far behind them.

"Xiao Fan, you bastard, framed me again! When did I play slingshot? It was you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes and two trembling rays of light shot out from his eyes. The gray Taoist robe without wind automatically bulged up like a ball full of energy. Only then can he see the style of the Sanfeng Immortal's generation master.

Zhang Sanfeng slowly took a step forward and said in a deep voice in the direction of the bamboo forest: "Taixu?"

The sound sounded low, but it was like a heavy drum beat in his ear, which made Xiao Fan's ears buzz.

Xiao Fan looked shocked and hurriedly took two steps back with tactfulness.

The two brothers reminisce about the past. As juniors, it is better not to steal the scene. Besides, the atmosphere of reminisce about the past is not very happy and harmonious, so we should not move forward.

The silence in the bamboo forest seemed to be frightened by the fierce aura emitted from Zhang Sanfeng. The green bamboo forest rustled, as if even the bamboo was scared to tremble.

After a while of silence, a person finally came out sneaking out of the edge of the bamboo forest. It was Taixu. He was pale and he walked slowly while swaying his whole body. His eyes were rolling around, looking very scared and guilty.

After finally approaching, Taixu seemed to discover a new continent, and his fearful expression suddenly changed, and he became infinitely shocked and frightened, and shouted loudly: "Ah! Senior Brother! It turns out that he is Senior Brother! Senior Brother... Wuwuwu, you miss me to death..."

While speaking, he learned what Xiao Fan had just done, and then waited forward to hug Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and had a fairy-like style, his face was filled with a warm smile, and he smiled and said, "Hehe, Senior Brother Taixu, Senior Brother misses you to death too..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp figure of legs flashed, and with a loud bang, Taixu's passionate body rushed over was like a kite with a broken string, and he flew backwards, mixed with Taixu's infinite pain screams.

Xiao Fan was spitting his tongue from the side, then quickly covered his mouth, held his breath, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with respect and awe. At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed particularly well-behaved.

Taixu was stumbled back to the ground, then he got up quickly with a strong body, and smiled at Zhang Sanfeng as if nothing had happened: "Senior brother's leg skills are getting more and more sophisticated..."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said without a smile: "My junior brother has not lost all his time over the years, otherwise this kick would have kicked you to death."

Xiao Fan's cold sweat fell drop by drop: "..."

He glanced at Xiao Fan with a squinting eyes, and Zhang Sanfeng said lightly: "Is this your newly accepted apprentice?"

Taixu smiled and said, "Yes, this boy's bones are so weird, but he is actually a martial arts masterpiece that is not one of them..."

Zhang Sanfeng snorted: "You should just pull it down, but he is still 'skeleton-like'? Apart from his extremely noble fate, I didn't see what kind of talent he has in martial arts. Could it be that you want to find a sucker to support you, right?"

Xiao Fan: “…”

Taixu laughed dryly.

Zhang Sanfeng stared at Taixu with a bad look and said, "I traveled around the world, from north to south, and found something very strange..."

"What's the matter?" Taixu's eyelids twitched.

Zhang Sanfeng said with a cold expression: "...I discovered that Tai Chi, which I have been creating in my life in martial arts, looks like a street and alley, and even a little baby who has just learned to walk... "

Taixu and Xiao Fan and Master and Apprentice were sweating profusely...

Zhang Sanfeng smiled sinisterly and said in a stern manner: "Junior Brother Taixu, why did you teach me?"

"This is a misunderstanding!" Taixu said, wiping his forehead and sweating.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't raise his eyes, pointed his hand at Xiao Fan and said, "You say."

Xiao Fan immediately betrayed Taixu without thinking: "Master, you know, my master likes to eat hooves, and he also likes to drink a few sips when he is fine. One day, he has no money to buy hooves and wine..."

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"So... your Tai Chi, which you spent your whole life, was sold by my master for 100 taels of silver..."

Taixu gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Fan: "Little bastard, didn't you eat it?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled at the sky and said, "Hahahaha... It's my blessing to be so successful in Wudang!"

Taixu listened to Zhang Sanfeng's laughter, and his whole body began to whimper again, and his old face turned pale.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't even look at Taixu, turned his head and looked at Xiao Fan, and said, "Who..."

"Mr. Nephew, I am you." Xiao Fan bowed respectfully.

"Well, yes, my nephew, do you have an empty room in your house?"

Xiao Fan suddenly became like a traitor who led the imperial army. He bowed very diligently, then stretched out his hand and smiled with a bit of pleasing smile: "Master, the wing room on the left side of the backyard is empty, you can use it."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and laughed: "That's the case, I'm sorry, my nephew."

Then Zhang Sanfeng grabbed Taixu's front, raised his legs and dragged him to the wing room, saying, "Come on, come on, junior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, let's talk about the past..."

Taixu looked desperate and obediently allowed Zhang Sanfeng to drag him forward, looking like he was accepting his fate.

Xiao Fan added behind the two of them ignorantly: "Master, do you need weapons? I am willing to provide them for free..."
To be continued...