The world of Heaven.

After receiving a letter from his master Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan rushed back in turmoil.

Finally, he rushed back to Wudang half a month later.

Before they could finish the washing, the two rushed to Zixiao Palace and prepared to meet the master.

Wudang Mountain, Zixiao Palace.

"The third brother has really recovered, okay, it's so great!"

The seven heroes of Wudang gathered and patted Yu Daiyan on the shoulder. Song Yuanqiao was very excited.

"Congratulations to the third brother for his recovery!"

Zhang Cuishan, who was beside him, also looked happy.

"It depends on the help of the master!"

Yu Daiyan's eyes were filled with tears, and he was obviously very excited.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng walked out and sat in the first place.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

The seven people hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage. Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan stared at the first master.

"Get up quickly!"

Zhang Sanfeng, who had become much younger, sat upright in the first place and accepted the up and down of his disciples openly.

Their master and apprentice are like father and son. Zhang Sanfeng hates the most and is used to getting along casually on weekdays.

"Master, you have taken the magic pill. I didn't expect you to be reborn as a child. It's a miracle!"

Before Zhang Cuishan could wipe away the dust on his face, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng's appearance and widened his eyes, with an incredible look: "I look younger than the eldest brother!"

That's right? Senior brother Song Yuanqiao is now almost seventy years old. Even if he has achieved success in cultivation, his hair and beard are still half white, and he looks similar to an old man in his sixties.

But Zhang Sanfeng, after eating half of the low-grade spiritual herb, he only stepped into the Grandmaster realm with half his foot, and instantly broke through to the third-level Grandmaster.

Not only that, the huge innate spiritual energy in the spiritual herb also cleanses his muscles and marrow, rejuvenates his old age, improves his life level, and increases his life for a hundred years.

It seems that he is about the same age as Yu Daiyan, who is in his forties.

There is no harm without comparison. Now that the master is getting younger and younger, the disciple is getting older.

"Fifth junior brother, senior brother is injured, you have to compensate me!"

Song Yuanqiao felt inexplicably shot, so he couldn't help but cover his chest on purpose and said as if he was weak.

"It's my junior brother's fault, don't blame me!"

Zhang Cuishan pretended to be in fear and fear.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, everyone didn't expect that the eldest brother would joke, so they all laughed.

"We all feel honored to be disciples when our master's martial arts have made a breakthrough!"

The second son Yu Lianzhou stroked his beard and said loudly.

Unlike the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao and the fifth brother Zhang Cuishan who had just returned to the mountain, the other five people had never gone out on the mountain.

In the past half a month, they have gradually become accustomed to the fact that their master has become younger.

"Yes, my disciple congratulates Master on his great achievements in martial arts!"

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan looked at each other, bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said respectfully.

"Get up quickly, get up quickly!"

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to help him, and as a powerful true energy gushed out, the two of them stood up involuntarily.

At this time, Mo Shenggu, the youngest, took two steps forward and asked curiously: "Master, the eldest brother and the fifth brother are back, and we seven are all here. You can tell us this time!"

The old Liu Yin Liting also spoke out and said, "Yes, Master, how did you break through? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so fast!"

In the original work, Zhang Sanfeng was indeed able to break through to the master's realm after he founded Tai Chi when he was in his 110s.

Therefore, why did it become abnormal at this time and actually advance this time by thirty years, which became a doubt in the hearts of the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

But Zhang Sanfeng never revealed that he would tell them until the seven brothers and brothers gathered together.

Now that everyone is gathering, the youngest Mo Shenggu and the old Liu Yin Liting can't wait and can't wait to ask.

Hearing his two words, the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao, the second brother Yu Lianzhou, the third brother Yu Daiyan, the fourth brother Zhang Songxi, and the fifth brother Zhang Cuishan all looked curious and looked at Zhang Sanfeng.

Looking at the anxious expressions of the disciples and stroking their black beards, Zhang Sanfeng asked slowly: "The old Taoist asked you a question. Do you believe there are really gods in the world?"

When everyone heard Zhang Sanfeng's words keeping him silent.

"immortal?"

Mo Shenggu shook his head and said with disdain, "Where are the gods in the world? They are just something that ordinary people imagined from their comfort."

"The seventh brother's words are rough and not rough!"

Yin Liting nodded in agreement: "Although the saying of gods has existed since ancient times, no one has seen it with his own eyes, and his disciples do not believe that there are gods in the world."

The other five people did not rush to speak, thinking.

After a while, Zhang Songxi, the fourth brother of the crowd, spoke out: "The saying of gods has existed since ancient times. It is better to believe that they have existed than to believe that they do not!"

After a pause, he continued, "I believe that Master will not be aimless. Could it be that Master met a god?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other six people felt nervous and looked at Zhang Sanfeng incredibly. If there were really gods, it would be unheard of or seen.

"Haha, Songxi guessed it well. The old Taoist really encountered the fate of immortals, but he was not those ordinary gods."

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he smiled and nodded, "That is the first human race created by the Holy Mother of the Human race when Nuwa and Niangniang made humans with clay. He is honored as the ancestor of the prehistoric people."

Song Yuanqiao took a breath and asked incredibly: "Nuwa? Isn't that a character in the mythology and legend? Does she really exist?"

"Well... the old Taoist has never seen it, but the human ancestor must have seen it!"

Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said, "The human ancestor has great magical powers and boundless magic powers. He is no longer in this world, but travels around the world and is everywhere. The old Taoist accidentally met him, and he gave him a few fairy grasses and predicted the future for the old Taoist."

After slowing down, he continued, "It's important to do so, so the old Taoist dare not speak out loud, and only tells you the seven brothers."

"The old Taoist took half of the immortal herb, broke through the innate shackles, and was able to achieve the realm of a master. The other half was taken by Dai Yan and cured his injuries. Now there are seven left!"

"It just so happens that you brothers and sisters will separate each one!"

Zhang Sanfeng took out a jade box from his arms, placed it on the table and opened it, revealing seven green grasses like top-grade jade.

As long as you stay in the chat group, you will have the chance in the future.

What a mere fairy grass is, so he distributed the remaining few spiritual grasses to seven disciples without hesitation.

One person can attain enlightenment, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven!

Zhang Sanfeng thought it thoroughly. He lived to his age and was enough to be called a living fossil in the mortal world, and had already seen through life.
Chapter completed!