"Zhang Zhenren has accepted a good apprentice. Meng Chixing nodded and said.

"Your apprentice is not bad, this is what I envy you the most. "The Eighth Division.

Hearing the Eighth Master Pa say this, Meng Chixing also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ban'er is indeed very good, talented, and has many adventures, but he has always adhered to his martial arts heart, once he was knocked down to the realm, and once he lost all his martial arts, but this did not defeat him. In the future, Ban'er's achievements will inevitably be above me. "Meng Chi Xingdao.

"This is not necessarily, Pang Ban's luck is indeed better than yours, but as long as you can successfully take the last step, it may not be worse than him. Ba Shiba shook his head, disagreeing with Meng Chixing's opinion.

Pang Ban's luck lies in the fact that he met such a master as Meng Chixing.

The misfortune of Meng Chi Xing is that he did not meet a Master, and everything was groped by himself.

Compared with Pang Ban, he wasted more time and energy, and also took too many detours.

However, there are thousands of avenues, and different paths lead to the same end.

Now, Meng Chixing has also come to the last step.

With just one more step and the door open, he can be on par with the sages.

No matter how good Pang Ban is, he still has to follow in his footsteps.

Bashiba and Meng Chixing have worked together for a long time and know the horror of Meng Chixing.

It's hard to start anything, but it's easy to go from one to two.

For Meng Chixing, what he did was to start something from nothing. And what Pang Ban does is to go from one to two.

Even if Pang Ban finally achieves greater achievements than Meng Chixing, it does not mean that Pang Ban is better than Meng Chixing.

Meng Chixing is a pioneer. And Pang Ban is a vested interest.

The difficulty they face is quite different.

"It's easier said than done to take the last step. Meng Chixing sighed softly. But then he lifted his spirits and said: "Fortunately, it is not in vain today, although Zhang Zhenren has not come out yet, but I have felt the pressure that I haven't felt for a long time." It's been a long time since I've felt this feeling. The Wudang faction deserves to be the Wudang faction. ”

Bashiba's eyes were dark and deep, incomparably profound. He didn't look at Mu Daoren, nor did he look at Yuan Suiyun, but looked at the roof of Zixiao Palace.

"It is said that the Wudang Sect has five great elders. Although the three true people did not break through the Great Grandmaster, the three of them joined forces, and they were still superior to the ordinary Great Grandmaster. I don't know if it's an exaggeration?" said the Eighth Master suddenly.

"In the face of a supreme powerhouse like the master, we three brothers. It's still far from it. "Inside the main hall of Zixiao Palace. Suddenly, three people appeared in the shape of the word "product".

A smile appeared on the corner of Bashiba's mouth.

All three of them are no longer young.

Gray-haired, the years have left a merciless mark on their faces.

Generally speaking, martial arts training to the realm of transformation will not cause this kind of consequence.

Meng Chixing and Bashiba are no longer young, but they still look like they are still in their prime.

The reason why these three old men in Taoist robes have become like this is because Taoist people worship nature.

They don't deliberately resist the effects of time.

So now Zhang Sanfeng is gray-haired, but Zhang Sanfeng's powerful cultivation. So that there is not a trace of wrinkles on his face.

The most important reason why these three old men are like now is because they have been irreversibly damaged.

Meng Chixing suddenly sighed.

With his eyes. Naturally, we can see the specific situation of these three Taoists.

"After struggling for decades, leaving three lives in vain, there is only one chance to make a move. Is it worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it, the man is alive, three cups of Turannuo, and Wuyue is light. Since we have said it, we must do it. A Taoist coughed.

After saying this, the Taoist coughed three times.

He looked very weak, and even normal communication was difficult.

However, the faces of Meng Chixing and Bashiba became very solemn, and a trace of admiration flashed in their eyes.

These three people are naturally the three true people of the five great elders of the Wudang Sect - nine doubts, nine deaths and nine lives.

Back then, they participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Yan maniacs, which brought fatal injuries to the Yan maniacs.

Nine Lives and Nine Deaths teamed up to contain the Yan Maniac, while the Nine Suspicions pierced the chest with a sword and knocked the Yan Maniac down the cliff.

At that time, the Sanjiu Zhenren was only in the realm of grandmasters, and the three of them joined forces, although their power could be compared to that of ordinary great grandmasters, but where was the Yan madman an ordinary great grandmaster.

The Yan maniac who opened up again and again, the real strength at that time was far above the Sanjiu real people.

And the dying counterattack of the Yan maniac did indeed seriously injure Sanjiu Zhenren and near death.

The rumors that the Sanjiu real person was severely injured by the Yan madmen and died are actually not a lie in a sense.

Because they should have died a long time ago.

But they are not dead yet.

Among them, it is natural to pay a great price.

Whether it is Meng Chixing or Bashiba, it can be seen that the injuries of Sanjiu Zhenren are untreatable in the world.

They can only wait to die.

And for them, death is far more joyful than living.

Every extra moment of life is actually a kind of torture for the three of them.

But even so, they persevered and survived.

Certainly not because they are afraid of death.

"We should have died a long time ago, it was Zhang Zhenren who gave our three brothers the opportunity to start over. ”

"So we once promised Zhang Zhenren to send three shots for Wudang. ”

"The Yan maniac was the second time. And this time, it's the third time. ”

The continuous coughing sound sounded in Zixiao Palace, and even the three of them coughed up ~ blood, and the eyes of Mu Dao and Yuan Suiyun flashed with concern.

For Sanjiu Zhenren, they are undoubtedly more grateful.

Because the five elders of the Wudang faction actually have nothing to do with the Wudang faction.

They are just guest guests, and they were all brought by Zhang Sanfeng himself.

They have their own inheritance and martial arts, and they don't enjoy much worship from the Wudang sect on weekdays.

However, when the Wudang faction was in trouble. Sanjiu Zhenren has never refused the call of the Wudang faction.

Mu Dao people understand in their hearts that when the encirclement and suppression of Yan maniac returns, Sanjiu Zhenren will actually not be able to live.

Even Zhang Sanfeng. They have already begun to prepare for the aftermath for the three of them.

But these three people used a secret method to drag the lives that should have died for decades.

The price paid is the daily erosion of bones and heart, and the pain is unbearable.

Their bodies are getting weaker and weaker, and until now, they have only maintained the power of one blow.

Even their martial arts have not improved much.

In the face of strong people like Meng Chixing, the three of them actually didn't play a big role.

But these things. How can Sanjiu real people not understand.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't bear to watch them continue to torture himself like this, but for Sanjiu Zhenren, three things were not done. They are dishonest with Zhang Sanfeng.

Life and death are small, but dishonesty is big.

A good man, a promise.

If they say it, they must do it.

Any price to be paid for this. All at the expense of it.

And Sanjiu real people have their own pride.

Zhang Sanfeng deliberately released the water. Let the three of them just do something once.

But the Wudang faction is not in danger, and Sanjiu Zhenren is never born.

Even the last time Shaolin Temple invaded the Wudang faction, Sanjiu Zhenren chose to continue to live in seclusion when he noticed Wang Yu and his party.

They yearn for death, but they never allow their own death to be worthless.

Only today, when facing great enemies such as Meng Chixing and Bashiba, which they are powerless to fight, will they appear.

Death is the best destination for them, but in whose hands is it to die. What you die for is very important.

Mu Daoren turned to look at Meng Chixing and Bashiba. There was a pleading look in his eyes~

Today, Sanjiu Zhenren is actually here to seek death, and the Wudang faction also intends to let them seek death.

This is not the end of the cunning rabbit and the dead lackey, but the Sanjiu Zhenren and the Wudang faction are protecting each other in their own ways.

For Sanjiu Zhenren, before he died, he did his last part for the Wudang faction, and he fulfilled his promise to Zhang Sanfeng, and died without regrets.

For Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang faction, letting Sanjiu Zhenren go west as soon as possible and ending the dark torture of these decades is the best reward for them.

Meng Chixing and Eighth Master Pa glanced at each other, but Meng Chixing said: "I'll come, in order to show my respect for the three, I will use all my strength to send the three back to the west." ”

Meng Chixing said very seriously.

His expression was also serious.

Some people are not strong enough, but they deserve respect.

In this world, there are not many people who are stronger than Meng Chixing, and even fewer people who make him feel worthy of respect.

But Sanjiu Zhenren, he can't help but admire.

This is the true righteousness of the rivers and lakes.

There is no chivalrous heart, no family and country, and there are only the simplest faiths and promises.

I promised you three times to do it for you, and I will do it.

For this promise, Sanjiu Zhenren has paid too much.

"Let's go outside, it's not easy to build the Zixiao Palace, and it's better to do less about burning the qin and cooking cranes. "Nine suspicions are really humane.

Meng Chixing nodded, but did not refute.

His purpose this time was not to destroy the Wudang Sect, nor did he intend to bring much loss to the Wudang Sect.

Outside the Zixiao Hall, it was the place where Shaolin and Wudang faced off.

Here, many legends have been produced.

Huang Shang stepped on the moon here, Zhang Sanfeng fought here to become a god, and Dugu was defeated here.

And today, there are two more people here.

Or the battle that is coming.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.

Decades have passed, and the essence and spirit of the whole body have been almost consumed.

They burned their lives, sublimated to the fullest, unleashed all their combat power, and burst out with the most powerful blows in the consequence of shattering their bones.

The final result was that the three nines were all wiped out.

Meng Chixing stood proudly on the spot, punching out, like a god.

The wind and clouds were turbulent, and the rain was pouring down.

The heavens wept for it.

Above the peak of a certain place, Zhang Sanfeng closed his eyes.

"Three Dao brothers, go all the way. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter is 3,000 words, and it will start to explode tomorrow, so let's strive for 10,000 words