Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

"I'm leaving! Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you," Xu Yi said.

"In the past few days, my sanity has gradually recovered, and I have let go of a lot of obsessions. Thinking of those years, I really regret it." Fireworker Toutuo sighed.

His whole body is also a tragedy. He was originally the fire-burning toutuo in the firewood room of Shaolin Temple, but he has been bullied and beaten by the brothers on top of him.He has always endured the humiliation, but fortunately Jiuyang Shengong killed his brother who bullied him. He thought he could gallop in the rivers and lakes, but he was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng again.Shamed and angry, he jumped off the cliff and committed suicide. He didn't die, and ended up with a half-crippled body, which is sad and lamentable.

"Xu Yi boy, your strength is also a top-notch player in Jianghu. It's just that compared to Zhang Sanfeng's old master, it's not enough. Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts are indeed amazing, and he is an out-and-out great master. I am not as good as Zhang Sanfeng. There is no rush for the martial arts competition, and it will not be too late if there is a perfect strategy." Fireworker Toutuo said, with a peaceful expression on his face.

"I said old guy, you are a bit abnormal!" Xu Yi said, but he was smiling.

"Isn't it normal? I've never been normal before, so I wouldn't have been trapped at the bottom of this nameless cliff for more than ten years and end up like this." Fireworker Toutuo laughed at himself.

Looking back now, it seems that the previous 20 years seemed to be in a quagmire, blinded by a leaf.

"I have sobered up a lot in the past few days, and I happened to think of what the old monk in the monastery said when I was young, and I felt a lot." Fireworker Toutuo said.

"That's enough. Stop it." Xu Yi saw that Fireman Toutuo was about to continue talking, so he stopped him immediately.

Why does it feel that Huogong Toutuo is becoming more and more abnormal.It's still the "cute" point a few days ago.

After thinking about it, he jumped up the cliff with one breath, and no one was seen after a few breaths.

……

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and there is no cloud in the sky.The undulating mountains are like a [-]-meter long dragon across the sky, which is very spectacular.

On the top of the cliff, there is an abyss below. Few people would come to this dangerous place.

An old Taoist with a white beard, wearing a gray Taoist robe, has a somewhat fairy-like appearance.

And sitting in front of the old man was a pale young man.The young man's lips were purple, and cold sweat kept flowing from his forehead.It's not the middle of winter, it's just the end of summer.The young man's state at this time seemed very abnormal.

And the old Taoist put his palms against the young man's back, with a dignified expression, pouring powerful qi into the young man's body, and bursts of white smoke came out from the top of the young man's head, so the young man's expression recovered a lot, not as pale as before. .

"Wuji, it's all useless by the master. There is no way to cure your cold poison, so you have suffered from this mysterious cold poison day and night for the past few years." The old Taoist said, his face a little depressed.His martial arts is the number one in the martial arts world, a master figure.But even so, he couldn't protect his 15-year-old disciple and grandson. Every time he reads this, he regrets endlessly.

"Wuji is not bitter. If it weren't for my master to instill Wuji's true energy day and night in the past few years and continue Wuji's life, I am afraid Wuji would have died long ago." The young man smiled, but there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes, a hint of unwillingness .

"If my master Jueyuan is still alive, then I can ask him to use the Nine Suns Divine Art to help Wuji get rid of the cold poison, but Master Jueyuan has passed away long ago. It's fate!" the old man lamented.

"Master, is there no one in this world who knows the Nine Suns Divine Art?" The young man heard that his cold poison could be cured, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"There is another one, but he died 15 years ago." The old man recalled the past, the vigorous years.

"Who is it?" the boy asked.

"The man's name is Fireworker Toutuo, and he is a traitor from Shaolin Temple. Because of a coincidence, he learned the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu. After the Fireworker Toutuo completed the Nine Yangs, he came to Wudang to compete with me. It's a pity that the Fireworker Toutuo was not a boy before he practiced the Nine Yangs. Therefore, the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu did not really achieve greatness, and in the end I missed a move in the martial arts competition and lost the competition. Claiming to have practiced the best magical skills in the world, unwilling to fall behind, he jumped off the cliff and committed suicide." The old man sighed.

"Hey, Wuji. It's the dangerous peak in front of you." The old man pointed.

The boy looked at the bottom of the cliff, unfathomable.My heart is cold and cold, looking at such a steep peak and precipice, will a person survive if he jumps down, and can he climb up again?

After thinking about it, I saw a figure rushing out of the clouds and mist under the cliff.

"Master, someone jumped up and pulled it!" the boy yelled.Immediately interrupted the old way who was still recalling that turbulent time.

"What? Someone jumped up!" said the old man, and the whole person jumped up.

It seemed that a young man wearing what looked like a Wudang Taoist robe "flyed" towards them from the edge of the cliff.

No.16 Chapter Zhang Laodao

The air suddenly became stagnant, and I couldn't help feeling a little dry. Several people stared wide-eyed, unable to speak.

"You, are you... a human or a ghost?" the boy asked.

"Wuji, don't be rude. Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, I don't know why my little friend jumped up from the bottom of the cliff." The old gray-robed Taoist asked.After all, Zhang Sanfeng had seen the world before, so he suddenly came to his senses.

"Zhang Sanfeng? Zhang Wuji?" Xu Yi was confused, why did he meet these two guys when he got to the top of the cliff.

"Xu Yi, a Wudang handyman disciple, pays his respects to Daoist Zhang." Xu Yi made a gesture of respect, but that was all.

Xu Yi looked at the two of them, and realized that they were eighty percent similar to the images in the film and television drama.As expected of a derivative world, the matching degree is particularly high.

"You are my Wudang disciple. How is it possible? I see that your internal strength is strong and your true energy is overflowing. You don't look like a handyman disciple, so you are clearly a top master." Zhang Sanfeng felt that Xu Yi was joking.Well, this joke is not funny at all.

Zhang Sanfeng read it again, noticed the Wudang Taoist robe on Xu Yi, and couldn't help but believe it.But he still asked, "Are you really my Wudang disciple?"

"En." Xu Yi responded, why is this fat man talking so much.

"Then why did you jump out of 'there'?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"The real person doesn't know. I lost my way in the mountains a few days ago, accidentally fell off the cliff, hung on the vines on the edge of the cliff, and survived the catastrophe. I met a strange person at the bottom of the cliff and valley. The strange person was surprised to see my bones. Martial arts prodigies insist on telling me about Nine Suns Magical Arts, saying that I will be invincible in the world if I practice it well." Xu Yi didn't blush at all when he told a lie.Seriously talking nonsense, it was obvious that he was intimidating, coupled with punching and kicking, so that Fireworker Toutuo succumbed to practicing his miraculous skills.

After Zhang Sanfeng listened, he showed a smile, and said with a smile, "Xu Xiaoyou is lucky. I see that you have achieved nine suns, and you have not lost your boy body. I am afraid that you are already among the best in the world. I am afraid that the old man is not your opponent."

"Hehe, Master Zhang is joking. No matter what, I am also a disciple of Wudang, how can I compare with a real person. You are a living god, and I am inferior to you." Xu Yi said modestly, but there was no modesty, and he smiled meaning.

"The old Taoist has a heartless request, I hope my little friend can help the old Taoist. Forget it, it's a concern of the old Taoist." Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Of course I won't shirk what I can do," Xu Yi said.

"My poor apprentice, Sun Wuji, is poisoned by the mysterious cold poison. If it wasn't for the old way, if I use my true energy to continue my life, I'm afraid I would have died already." Zhang Sanfeng said, feeling sad.

"The old Taoist hopes that my little friend will use your internal energy of the nine suns to dispel Wuji's child's Xuanming cold poison."

"No problem. It's just that although the real person is also a Wudang disciple, he has been a disciple of Wudang for two years. It's a great pity that he didn't get to teach my sect's mysterious magic skills. Real person, do you see?" Xu Yi smiled and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, the meaning in it was self-evident Metaphor.

"What's the matter? Afterwards, my little friend can go to my Wudang Sutra Library to choose three secret books of my sect." Zhang Sanfeng said decisively, with a dignified face and an air of impartiality.

"Hey, I thought that Xu Yi was young and had little experience, so he was so foolish. As long as he behaved badly, he should be able to cure Wuji's child's cold poison without paying any price. I didn't expect this little guy, like a fox, Thieves, thieves!" Zhang Sanfeng thought to himself.

No one would have thought that this simple-looking, fat old man with a white beard would have such a scheming and dark belly.

But Xu Yi could figure out that although this was born out of the fantasy world of the movie, there would still be no deviation in the basic setting of the mission.

Although Zhang Sanfeng in the movie is still highly respected, he is a fairy, and his martial arts is the best in the world.But in his heart he is a black-bellied fat man who will take revenge.

So Xu Yi had noticed from the very beginning that Zhang Sanfeng was competing with him in acting, and it was a miserable sell.If Xu Yi didn't beat this old slicker, he would be sorry for coming to this world this time.

"Thank you, Master." Xu Yi thanked him with a big smile.

"Then it's not too late. I will get rid of the cold poison for my grandson earlier, and I will save one day from pain. As a master, I watch it every day, and it hurts in my heart. I..." Zhang Sanfeng said As he spoke, his complexion suddenly became sad again, and his voice choked up.

"Stop, stop, stop!" There was a row of black lines on Xu Yi's forehead.Does this fat guy feel uncomfortable if he doesn't embarrass his acting skills all the time?

"Hehe! The old man is too involved, my friend please!" Zhang Sanfeng smiled.