Zhang Wuji knew that the other party was jealous of Zhang Sanfeng wasting the pure Yang inner breath on himself. If those pure Yang inner breaths were infused into Song Qingshu or anyone else's body, they could create a congenital strongman in a short time.

For him, those precious pure yang internal breaths were just enough to hold his life. Every day, the cold air from the Xuanming Divine Palm in his body burst out, and the pure yang internal breath that Zhang Sanfeng passed into his body would slowly be consumed, which forced Zhang Sanfeng to inject a pure yang internal breath into his body every period of time to save his life.

If possible, Zhang Wuji would rather die, but whenever he thinks that his parents are forced to die by the other five sects, Zhang Wuji has the urge to kill all the five sects.

Not long ago, the news of the Kunlun Sect being destroyed came. After Zhang Wuji heard this, he hid alone in this line of heaven and earth and cried and laughed, and vented his voluntarily.

Zhang Wuji, who even lived for one day, had no ability to take revenge at all, so he was so excited when he heard the news that the Kunlun Sect was destroyed.

If you are bullied in Wudang or want to vent your inner depression, Zhang Wuji will come here alone because it is quiet enough. Even if he hides here for a day, he doesn't have to worry about being found.

This is how it was this day. Zhang Wuji, who was bullied, sat on the big stone, watching the clouds rolling between the sea of ​​clouds, gradually remembering his parents, and felt infinite grievances in his heart, and he couldn't help but sobbing in a low voice.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds and flew towards him.

Zhang Wuji was stunned and looked at the figure flying up from the cliff in shock. In Zhang Wuji's mind, the other party was like a ghost, because only ghosts and gods could fly up from the cliff.

But soon another figure jumped out from the sea of ​​clouds and fell to the ground, especially when the other party was standing upside down on the ground, which made Zhang Wuji stunned.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Wuji in surprise. When he saw him, Fang Xiaoyu recognized Zhang Wuji's identity at a glance.

After all, Zhang Wuji was almost twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his appearance was sixty or seventy percent similar to Brother Jie who played him. Except for Zhang Wuji, Fang Xiaoyu really couldn't think of who the other party would be.

In an instant, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Fang Xiaoyu's heart, trying to kill Zhang Wuji, the son of luck, but soon Fang Xiaoyu suppressed the murderous thought in his heart and walked towards Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji also reacted at this moment and realized that the two were not ghosts and gods, but were living like him, but their skills were obviously very profound and unfathomable.

Comparing Zhang Sanfeng, who was extremely powerful in his mind, Zhang Wuji thought that the two were just worse than Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Wuji didn't know that his comparison was in line with the facts. Their strength was definitely in the top ten in the world, and they were really a little worse than Zhang Sanfeng.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Little brother, what are your name?"

Zhang Wuji subconsciously stepped back and said, "My name is Zhang Wuji."

Fang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, and as expected, the young man in front of him was Zhang Wuji, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth. Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wuji's wrist before Zhang Wuji could react.

Zhang Wuji shouted subconsciously, but Fang Xiaoyu tapped the acupoint. At the same time, the Nine Yang inner breath that was firmly reached the yang entered Zhang Wuji's body.

Zhang Wuji, who was already extremely frightened, suddenly felt the coldness in his body where the warm current passed by, and his whole body felt as comfortable as if he was soaked in a hot spring. After several years, he had never felt such warmth again since he was hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm.

But soon, the warm current disappeared, the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm appeared again, and Zhang Wuji once again returned to the bone-bone-cold feeling.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoyu's voice rang in Zhang Wuji's ears and said, "Zhang Wuji, I think you have heard Zhang Sanfeng mention the Nine Yang Divine Art. I just entered your body with the inner breath of the Nine Yang Divine Art. What do you think would happen if you came to practice the Nine Yang Divine Art?"

Suddenly, a look of hope burst out in Zhang Wuji's eyes. He didn't know how he knew the Nine Yang Divine Arts. It was the magical skill that his master talked about from time to time. He heard Zhang Sanfeng's remarks countless times. If the Nine Yang Divine Arts were there, why would there be no way to use the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm?

But according to what Zhang Sanfeng said, the Nine Yang Divine Art has been lost in the world. Who is the person in front of him? Why did the Nine Yang Divine Art, or was the other party deceiving him?

However, Zhang Wuji quickly denied his guess. He had been influenced by the teachings of martial arts masters such as Xie Xun, Zhang Cuishan, and Zhang Sanfeng since childhood. His martial arts knowledge was quite good, and he could naturally distinguish the strong and yang aura that Fang Xiaoyu had just passed into his body.

Zhang Sanfeng's inner breath is already pure and yang, but compared to it, the stream just now seems more masculine, and it is definitely the inner breath of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

With a thud, Zhang Wuji knelt in front of Fang Xiaoyu, and kowtowed, "Please accept me as his disciple."

Fang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and was indeed Zhang Wuji. In this movie, Zhang Wuji is not the kind of honest and simple boy. Although he is not a bad person, he is also quite scheming.

Just by looking at Zhang Wuji who can kneel down without hesitation and worship him as his teacher, we can see that Zhang Wuji is a person who should be cut off and then break.

However, Zhang Wuji's actions were in line with Fang Xiaoyu's plan, and he stood there and received Zhang Wuji's bowing ceremony.

After kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times, Zhang Wuji had completed the ceremony of apprenticeship. Fang Xiaoyu gently brushed her, and a breath of energy helped Zhang Wuji up. Zhang Wuji felt Fang Xiaoyu's strength and felt a little awe in his heart.

After all, although Zhang Wuji was a little more scheming, he was not the kind of evil person. It was not surprising that the education he received since childhood made him respect Fang Xiaoyu, the new master.

Looking at Zhang Wuji with satisfaction, Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "Since you worship me as your teacher, I cannot receive your great gift in vain. From now on, you will be my first disciple."

As he said that, Fang Xiaoyu passed on the first three levels of the internal power mental method of the Nine Yang Divine Arts to Zhang Wuji and said, "This is the internal power mental method of the Nine Yang Divine Arts. If you practice, it should be enough for you to suppress the cold poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm. When we calm down, I will guide you to practice."

In this world, except for him and Huo Foreword, no third person knows the Nine Yang Divine Arts. As for the Nine Yang Divine Arts in the cave, it was destroyed when Fang Xiaoyu left.

I have to say that Zhang Wuji is worthy of being the son of luck. In this case, he can meet Fang Xiaoyu and Huo Foreword. It is hard to say whether it is the result of the power of luck in the dark.

Since the Nine Yang Divine Art was destroyed and Zhang Wuji's chance to fall off the cliff in the future was cut off, the power of luck in the dark directly sent Zhang Wuji to Fang Xiaoyu and the others.

Now that Zhang Wuji has worshipped Fang Xiaoyu as his teacher, he has been taught the Nine Yang Divine Arts, which has allowed Zhang Wuji to continue to practice the Nine Yang Divine Arts.

After obtaining the Nine Yang Divine Arts, it is absolutely false that Zhang Wuji is not excited. At the same time, the newly worshipped master Fang Xiaoyu was also full of respect and gratitude.

You should know that he had a certain purpose in his previous apprenticeship, but now he has recognized Master Fang Xiaoyu from the bottom of his heart, rather than the kind who worships casually because of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

"Wuji, don't stop here in Wudang, just follow your teacher to practice. I have heard about your parents' deeds. Five major sects forced your parents to death in front of Zixiao Palace. As a son of man, how can you not revenge such a great revenge?"

After hearing Fang Xiaoyu's words, blue veins suddenly appeared on Zhang Wuji's forehead, his fists were clenched, and his eyes showed hatred, and he said gritting his teeth: "Wuji will always remember that day, those people forced their parents to death, and I must avenge them."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded with satisfaction. Why did he take Zhang Wuji as his disciple? On the one hand, he felt that Zhang Wuji was very pitiful, and on the other hand, he wanted to cultivate Zhang Wuji. By then, Zhang Wuji, who had achieved great magical skills, would definitely have an extremely powerful combat power.

Fang Xiaoyu felt a little proud of his decision and used Zhang Wuji to deal with the major sects such as Huashan, Shaolin, Emei, and Kongtong. I believe that the expressions of those people will definitely be very exciting at that time.

Besides, Zhang Wuji has become his disciples. No matter how the luck of this world is promoted, can Zhang Wuji still compete with him for the position of leader of the Ming Cult?

Huo Foreword Tuo on the side was always cold-eyed at Fang Xiaoyu's actions. Even if Fang Xiaoyu passed the Nine Yang Divine Art to Zhang Wuji, Huo Foreword Tuo didn't say anything.

In Huogongtou's mind, the most important thing is how to restore him to normal. As for the Nine Yang Divine Art, it will be passed on. The other party is a disciple who has officially become a disciple, and Fang Xiaoyu's legendary Nine Yang Divine Art is nothing.

After patting Zhang Wuji on the shoulder, Fang Xiaoyu said, "Don't worry, it's just Emei and Shaolin sects. Then, I will help you to help you to calm these sects and avenge your parents."

Hearing Fang Xiaoyu say this, in Wudang, almost everyone except Zhang Sanfeng, treated him coldly, which made Zhang Wuji feel the warmth and coldness of human nature early on. Now Fang Xiaoyu's words immediately made Zhang Wuji kneel down in front of Fang Xiaoyu and said tremblingly: "Master's great kindness, Wuji will never forget it. He will definitely respect his master and obey his orders."

Zhang Wuji ignored everything else, and even his master had never said anything to help him take revenge. Instead, Fang Xiaoyu said it, so based on Fang Xiaoyu's words, he was willing to fight for Fang Xiaoyu.

"There are things you can't let go of Wudang Mountain. Do you want to make arrangements?"

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