Wudang Back Mountain.

The green smoke rose, and Zhang Sanfeng skillfully turned the wooden stick in his hand to prevent the hare inserted into the wooden stick from burning, but his mouth kept on: "No matter whether you have any unspeakable difficulties or not, the old Taoist did not talk much. I only have one sentence. Once you enter my Wudang Mountain, you are a member of my Wudang Sect. If you have any help, the old Taoist will never ignore it."

The implication is that if you are willing to hang out with me, the old Taoist will be willing to protect you; otherwise, go back wherever you come from!

After hearing Xiao Ning's speech, Zhang Sanfeng threw it behind his mind, chatted for a while, and after testing Xiao Ning, he grabbed two hares from the mountains and forests and started roasting them in a familiar way.

Xiao Ning immediately understood it, and his thoughts moved, and he didn't delay it at the moment, and responded: "You are really polite. Since I have gone to Wudang Mountain, I am naturally a member of Wudang!"

“Haha, very good!”

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, his smile rose three times again: "Let's do this, although the old Taoist is a few years older than you, he is at the same level. You and I are just talking about friendship with each other. What do you think?"

"How does this make!"

Xiao Ning showed a look of fear and fear on his face, and he quickly refused: "What kind of virtue is the younger generation? I dare to be the same as the real person. This cannot be done, it cannot be done!"

"Okay, that's such a pleasant decision!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and took out a few bottles and jars from his Taoist robe, sprinkled them on the sizzling rabbit meat, and said indifferently: "Where do we people in the world have so many stinky and exquisite things? The old Taoist said it is OK, you don't need to say it anymore!"

"This...that Xiao Ning has surpassed it!"

Xiao Ning hesitated and said, "Xiao Ning has met Brother Zhang!"

He knew that Lao Zhang was so enthusiastic about winning over him, not aimlessly, but rather he was attracted by his martial arts cultivation.

Although Lao Zhang's cultivation is unfathomable and much higher than Xiao Ning at this time, he was already a hundred years old at this time, so he naturally had to make plans for his future.

Among the younger disciples of the Wudang Sect, Zhang Cuishan has the highest understanding. In Lao Zhang's mind, Zhang Cuishan is the most suitable successor.

However, things did not go as they wished. Since the battle of Wang Panshan ten years ago, Zhang Cuishan’s whereabouts were unknown, and his life and death were uncertain. Lao Zhang has long lost hope.

Originally, Lao Zhang was worried about the inheritance of the Wudang Sect in the future, but now Xiao Ning suddenly emerged. Coincidentally, this kid is still a member of the Wudang Sect, a natural person. Not to mention his young age, his cultivation has also reached the innate realm.

The life span of a strong person in the innate realm has broken through the limit of the human body and reached 180 years. If the young innate powerhouse Xiao Ning is protected, the Wudang Sect can be at least stable for more than 150 years.

Lao Zhang naturally had some thoughts and wanted to pull Xiao Ning into the Wudang Sect's chariot. Even if he could not win over, he would definitely not become an enemy.

The reason why Xiao Ning accepted the olive branch offered by Zhang Sanfeng was naturally another consideration.

First of all, not to mention the kindness of the Wudang Sect in taking in his predecessor, even the feeling that Lao Zhang gave Xiao Ning at this time also made him frightened.

Xiao Ning originally thought that after his cultivation level broke through the innate realm, even if he was not as good as Lao Zhang, there would be no difference.

But now facing Lao Zhang, in his senses, Lao Zhang's breath is bottomless, giving people a sense of invincibility.

"Didn't it mean that after breaking through to the innate realm, you will be invincible in the world? They are all in the same realm. Why am I so much worse than Lao Zhang? This is so unscientific!"

Xiao Ning secretly complained to himself, and he made a fuss about himself, if he turned against Lao Zhang, it would be difficult to get the best of him once the two fought, and he would have set a big enemy for him in vain.

On the other hand, if you get close to Lao Zhang, you will naturally have a strong ally.

Moreover, most importantly, after a short period of contact, Lao Zhang gave him a good feeling.

The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, why not do it?

"Haha, that's right!"

Hearing Xiao Ning's reply, Zhang Sanfeng instantly smiled.

After a while, the rabbit meat was roasted. Zhang Sanfeng handed one to Xiao Ning and said, "Try the rabbit meat roasted by Lao Dao and see how it tastes?"

Xiao Ning got a hare, took it happily, and replied with a smile: "Then Xiao must try Brother Dao's skills!"

He opened his mouth and took a bite, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach, exclaiming: "Brother Dao is so skillful, this is the best rabbit meat I have ever eaten!"

"Haha, that's good!"

Zhang Sanfeng jumped his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I remember when the old Taoist was young, he built a house and practiced the cultivation of Wudang Mountain alone. He took the food every day by himself. He hadn't done it for so many years, and the old Taoist was afraid that he would give birth!"

"So that's it. No wonder Brother Dao's cooking skills are so exquisite!"

Xiao Ning ate the rabbit meat in his hand and replied vaguely: "Xiao wishes he could swallow his tongue."

"If fellow Taoist likes to eat, I will give you a chance in the future, and I will bake it for you to eat!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and asked, "By the way, the old Taoist would ask, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

"Martial Arts?"

Xiao Ning put down the rabbit meat in his mouth and replied: "The martial arts taught to me by the old god is the Nine Yang Divine Art!"

"Nine Yang Divine Art?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng asked loudly: "What fellow Taoist says is serious?"

"Of course, take it seriously!"

Xiao Ning nodded and pretended to be questioned, "Why, Brother Dao has you heard of this martial art before?"

"Nine Yang Divine Art!"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed with a little nostalgic tone: "The old Taoist originally thought that since his master Zen Master Jueyuan passed away, this magical skill has disappeared from the world since then. I never thought that after many years, I could still hear its name again."

His eyes were slowly looking into the distance, and he was speechless for a long time, with a sad look on his face, and a feeling of loss filled with regret.

Seeing this, Xiao Ning knew that he had remembered the past and stopped disturbing him.

After a while, Zhang Sanfeng came to his senses and whispered: "The old Taoist has lost his composure, and it makes fellow Taoists laugh!"

Xiao Ning waved his hand: "No, no!"

Seeing Lao Zhang's expression, Xiao Ning dared to gamble a pack of 50 cents of spicy strips. Lao Zhang was so sad that he probably remembered the dream lover Guo Xiang female hero.

Of course, this is just about thinking about it.

Seeing that Lao Zhang looked down, Xiao Ning changed the topic and said, "Brother Dao is about to have a birthday, but the heroes of Wudang have been preparing for a long time!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he was stunned: "The old Taoist has always been unwilling to waste. Even if he celebrates his birthday, he will keep everything simple. It must be those little bastards who make their own decisions."

Xiao Ning smiled and said, "How many people in the world can live to a hundred years old? The heroes also want to express their filial piety. Brother Dao should be happy."

"hehe!"

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled: "What you said makes sense, forget it, let them go!"

Seeing that Lao Zhang's expression was no longer depressed, Xiao Ning breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Dao, Xiao broke through the innate realm and was purely a blessing to invite heaven. He still had only a little understanding of the practice of this realm. I wonder if I can tell me in detail?"

After saying that, he bowed solemnly.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to help him, his expression slightly excited, and said, "Fellow Taoist, no need to be polite. Even if you don't ask, the old Taoist will be ready to discuss the Tao with you."

Xiao Ning bowed again: "Shoulder listen!"

"Innate realm!"

Zhang Sanfeng paused, organized his words, and said, "In the world, it is also called the martial arts myth..."
Chapter completed!