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Chapter 3 Kill yourself

Zhang Wuji left and returned, completely beyond Zhang Sanfeng's expectations.

With Lu Xiao testifying on the side, Zhang Sanfeng and other second-generation disciples of Wudang figured out what happened in the dining hall. Naturally, it was hard to blame Zhang Wuji too harshly for hurting someone.

In particular, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have said something unintentionally, saying that it seemed that the third generation of disciples, including Qingshu, would be disciplined more. This could be regarded as finalizing the matter this time.

After that, Zhang Sanfeng continued to perform exercises for Zhang Wuji every day to resolve the cold. Under his insinuations, he also learned that Zhang Wuji had not taken away the Lankavatara Sutra.

So where did the Lankavatara Sutra go?

Lu Xiao's sudden behavior that day naturally aroused Zhang Sanfeng's suspicion. However, after more than a year, Lu Xiao had not practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art. There were no traces of the Lankavatara Sutra on his body or where he lived, so he had long since dismissed it.

Zhang Sanfeng’s suspicion.

The lost Lankavatara Sutra has become Zhang Sanfeng's heartache to some extent. But the Lankavatara Sutra contains the secret of the Nine-Yang Divine Art, and he couldn't find it in a big way, so he never found anyone who entered the Sutra Pavilion that day.

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Spring passes and winter comes.

Among the three generations of Wudang disciples, Lu Xiao and Zhang Wuji are probably the two most unpopular ones.

Zhang Wuji was jealous because he was favored by his great master Zhang Sanfeng. Lu Xiao was undoubtedly on the opposite side of everyone because he testified for Zhang Wuji. For this, all his disciples, including Song Qingshu, were punished.

How can anyone treat him?

But he didn't want to see him, but there was nothing he could do about him.

Therefore, his martial arts is the best among all the disciples except Zhang Wuji, even inferior to Song Qingshu. It has nothing to do with the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu. Lu Xiao did not practice it at all in the first two years in order to cover up others' eyes.

The reason for this is of course because of Rusong's initiation.

If he devoted himself to practicing Nine Dragons, his attainments in Tai Chi might even impress Zhang Sanfeng.

According to what happened in the dining hall, Yin Susu died in the ninth year in the past.

Now Zhang Sanfeng only needs to relieve the cold poison on Zhang Wuji's body.

This transformation took another eight years.

Sixteen years have passed.

In more than five thousand days, Lu Xiao drew more than five thousand times. He drew swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and other weapons. Lu Xiao had drawn every type of weapon. At first, he could put it in the mysterious space, but later he couldn't put it down.

I had no choice but to throw it at the bottom of the cliff.

Even the mysterious space has expanded twice and is now almost ten cubic meters.

Not only that, Lu Xiao also signed up for a lot of prescriptions, including those for treating diseases, poisoning, maintaining health, and giving birth to children.

Even the martial arts skills have been improved a lot.

It's just that most of them are ordinary, so Lu Xiao now has a very complex martial arts, with various methods emerging one after another. The most practical one is definitely six or five years ago, when he drew Lingbo Weibu.

About thirteen years ago, when everyone had forgotten about the Lankavatara Sutra, Lu Xiao began to practice the Nine-Yang Magic. It was like a pine initiation. After thirteen years, Lu Xiao had already mastered the Nine-Yang Magic.

Extremely profound.

The art of Tai Chi had been mastered by the time he was able to use the Nine Dragons Combination.

"Lu Xiao, Grand Master said that the cold poison in my body is getting more and more serious. In the past, Grand Master helped me dissolve the cold poison once, which could last for several days. Later, I needed to dissolve the cold poison every day. Now, even in one day, it can last for several days.

It takes two or three times." On the boulder on the cliff, the grown-up Zhang Wuji sighed towards Lu Xiao who was standing next to him.

Lu Xiao nodded, he understood this truth.

It's the same as twenty if you don't wave thirty, forty if you stand on the top of the wave, fifty...well, the principle is the same.

Zhang Wuji, who was suffering from cold poison and looked a little pale, said bitterly: "I originally wanted to seek justice for my parents, but I didn't expect that even surviving would be a problem now. Lu Xiao, why do you think God is so unfair to me?"

Lu Xiaochao comforted him: "Compared to those children down the mountain who don't have enough to eat and don't have enough clothes to wear, you are loved by your great master, you have so many classmates, and you have parents and foster fathers who love you. You are already happier than most people."

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Zhang Wuji: "..."

"Uncle Master has never thought about asking you to avenge him. His wish is just for you to grow up healthy and live in peace." Lu Xiao said.

"But I can't live anymore."

Lu Xiao said firmly: "There must be a way for cars to reach the mountain, and for boats to reach the bridge. Don't be discouraged. There will always be a way."

He won't die, and Lu Xiao can't let him die.

The plot is about to begin. Wudang has received an invitation from the six major sects to besiege Guangmingding. Lu Xiao has practiced martial arts. It is just when he is about to show off his skills and enjoy revenge. How can he be allowed to die?

Besides...

After all, it was Lu Xiao who owed him the Nine-Yang Divine Skill. Once the cold poison in his body was resolved, he could use the Nine-Yin Manual to repay it. But there was no need to worry about this matter. With Zhang Sanfeng’s skills, he could get rid of a few more cold poisons for him.

Cold poison in the year is not a big problem.

No pain No gain.

One day, he will understand that it is all worth it.



Go down the mountain.

Wudang, led by Song Yuanqiao, selected a group of elite disciples to join the other five sects and jointly annihilate the demon sect. Because Lu Xiao was outstanding in martial arts among the three generations of disciples, he was naturally selected.

Zhang Wuji stayed on the mountain until his cold poison was cleared.

On the first day they stayed at the foot of the mountain, Wudang was attacked by the "Devil Cult".

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou were slightly injured, but several third-generation disciples died, including Song Qingshu and "Lu Xiao".

When he saw Song Qingshu's body, Song Yuanqiao almost fainted.

"I, Song Qingshu, swear that I will not be a human until the demon sect is wiped out!"

They all thought that the person who attacked them was someone from the Ming Cult, but Song Qingshu, who died, knew very well that the person who killed him was Lu Xiao. Lu Xiao told him personally.

Lu Xiao, who killed Song Qingshu and himself, transformed into another person.

The disguise technique he used to sign in played a great role.

Without leaving Wudang, it would be inconvenient for Lu Xiao to do many things, and it wouldn't even be smooth, so let's not talk about pleasure and grudges. Killing himself was something he decided upon when he came down from the mountain.

Song Qingshu and a few of his henchmen were just a sidekick. They had lived happily on Wudang Mountain for so long, and they deserved to die.

Lu Xiao, who dressed himself up as ordinary as Zhang Wuji, dressed in Tsing Yi and hung a long sword from his waist, became a swordsman who traveled around the world.

After being separated from everyone in Wudang several times, Lu Xiao's direction of travel has not changed, and he is still heading towards the place agreed upon by the six major sects. Some people will be in danger if he does not rush there.

For Lu Xiao, this world would be a lot less interesting without those "heroines". This is obviously not what Lu Xiao wants to see.
Chapter completed!
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