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More than a month later, at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

This time, Ling Feng didn't take anyone with him, and even left Jiumozhi to Yang Potian.

The truth is that bringing anyone along on this trip would be a side effect.

In front of a strong man in the realm of harmony between man and nature, bringing one more person is one more burden.

If he were alone, even if the talks collapsed, he would still be sure of getting out.

"Who are you, and why are you coming to Wudang?"

When he stepped into the gate of Wudang Mountain, Ling Feng did not hide his figure.

Two mountain guarding disciples noticed someone climbing the mountain and stepped forward to stop him.

Ordinary people wanted to go up the mountain to contribute some incense, and they were responsible for leading the way, but warriors like Ling Feng , they will be responsible for interrogating the origins.

"I would like to inform you that Ling Feng, the deputy leader of the Tianxiahui, came to see Wudang Master Zhang. I brought something that he has been offering a reward for many years."

Ling Feng replied with a smile.

"Something that has been a bounty for years?"

The two disciples guarding the mountain were stunned. One of them suddenly thought of something.

"You mean, Nine Yang Divine Art?"

Ling Feng nodded.

It seems that Zhang Sanfeng is really anxious. He even informed his disciples one by one and placed his hope on everyone.

Unfortunately, his only hope now is Ling Feng!

"Go report it. If it's too late, I might bite another piece of flesh off Wudang, who is already not wealthy."

Ling Feng made no secret of the purpose of his arrival.

"I understand, if you really bring the Nine Yang Divine Art, then no matter what you want, the master will agree to it."

The Wudang disciple nodded seriously.

He actually felt that Ling Feng's attitude was reasonable.

Should I say that he really deserves to be a Wudang?

Treating money like dirt, he really took the words"purity of heart and lack of desire" to the extreme.!

A moment later, the disciple who went up to report came down, and with him came Zhang Sanfeng!

Another myth in the Ming Martial Arts!

It must be said that the two myths in the Ming Martial Arts were ruthless people.

Wuming, a Heavenly Sword, almost cut off a whole generation of martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng, a Wudang man, was a demon sect for a dozen years.

At this point, the two martial arts legends had met face to face.

Zhang Sanfeng faced each other, and Ling Feng smiled slightly. Hold fist

"The world will be Ling Feng, and I have seen Wudang Master Zhang."

Zhang Sanfeng also clasped his fists and saluted.

"You're welcome, little friend. I heard that you brought the Nine Sun Magic Skill. Is it true?"

The cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body has penetrated deep into his bones. If he can no longer find the complete version of Nine Yang Magic, even if he has unparalleled skills, he may not be able to suppress him for long.

"Indeed, apart from Doujiu Monk, I am probably the only one in the world who has the complete version of the Nine Yang Divine Art."

The wine-fighting monk is far away in Shaolin of the Song Dynasty. Zhang Sanfeng once went there to ask for magical powers, but was rejected outright.

Zhang Sanfeng is also a human spirit, how could he not understand what Ling Feng meant?

"Whatever you want, as long as I have it in Wudang, you can ask for it. I will never be stingy!"

As soon as these words came out, it meant that he agreed. Lingfeng could do whatever he wanted. As long as Wudang had it, he would buy it all!

"Speaking of Wudang, the first thing that bears the brunt is the Tai Chi magic skill, and then the Pure Yang Wuji skill. The Finger Wrap Soft Sword and the Shenmen Thirteen Swords are also good swordsmanship. The power of Zhenwu Seven Arrays learned from the Turtle and Snake Mountains Also famous all over the world……"

Listening to Ling Feng reporting Wudang's family background one by one, Zhang Sanfeng slowly raised a question mark.

Let me ask you to speak, you have received the goods, right?

"Do you want these? Zhang

Sanfeng asked, wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"Not only that, I also want a promise from you, Mr. Zhang."

Ling Feng nodded.

"What promise, you say……"

Even the above-mentioned martial arts can be given. If a promise is not excessive, then it is given.

Zhang Sanfeng was in ruins.

He never thought that the Nine Yang Divine Art would fall into the hands of such a man with such a big mouth.

And this person seems to know Wudang’s family background better than he does!

"If a strong man from Shaolin in the Song Dynasty crosses the border and comes to the Ming Dynasty, no matter who comes, no matter what the purpose is, even if he comes to pay New Year's greetings, you have to take action to stop him, can you?"

Shaolin of the Great Song Dynasty?

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly with a thoughtful look.

This kid, Ling Feng, right, is the new deputy gang leader of the Tianxiahui?

What a big plan!

After living for so many years, even if he was stupid when he was young, two hundred years of Time has already made people fine.

Lingfeng almost named Doujiu monk and Sweeper monk. How could Zhang Sanfeng not know his purpose?

Most of the world will attack Shaolin.

It’s just the three of Shaolin in Ming Dynasty. Monk Du is a powerful master in the Grand Master Realm. Is a tyrant really qualified to challenge him?

"The old Taoist is only responsible for stopping people from Shaolin in the Great Song Dynasty, and he doesn’t need to do anything else?"

Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while and confirmed again.

"I asked Master Zhang to kill Sandu, Master Zhang, are you willing?"

Ling Feng asked back

"Of course I don't want to."

Zhang Sanfeng refused directly.

This is the bottom line. He himself was born in Shaolin. Even if he has severed all ties, he will inevitably be criticized for his actions.

He can stop people from the Song Dynasty because they have crossed the border, but he can't deal with people like Ming Shaolin. It's absolutely impossible for him to agree to it

"That's okay. I know where your bottom line is, Mr. Zhang, so I won't mention it. I hope you, Mr. Zhang, can be more generous and agree directly. Hello, I'm ok. Hello everyone, okay?"

Ling Feng spread his hands and said with a smile.

"Haha, indeed, hello, me, hello everyone."

Although Ling Feng is indeed suspected of being a lion, Zhang Sanfeng is not angry.

As he said before, as long as Wudang has it, he is willing to take it out.

Even if Ling Feng is here to purchase goods!

He has already dealt with Zhang Cuishan and his wife. He felt extremely guilty and was willing to pay any price as long as Zhang Wuji could survive!

"Leader Ling, the old Taoist agreed to your request, but there is a precondition."

"You have obtained the Nine Yang Divine Art, so you must have started practicing it, right? Since you asked Lao Tao for an extra promise, then Lao Dao also asks you to add something to it. Isn’t that too much?"

Ling Feng smiled as if he had expected it.

"Do you want me to use Zhiyang's power to suppress the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body and make him wake up? This condition is naturally not excessive. If he doesn't wake up, you and I won't be able to do business, right?"

The cold poison has been eroding for so many years. Even if Zhang Sanfeng helps suppress it, Zhang Wuji estimates that it will be difficult to stay awake.

"As expected, my little friend knows a lot. In that case, let’s follow the old path and go up the mountain."