Chapter 1343 Demon Sword God Zhang Sanfeng

This was the first time in recent years that Hou Tu saw Hong Yun being so interested in someone. He thought for a moment and then said, "Although you don't accept any more disciples, you can accept them on your behalf. It's okay to add another disciple to Xuan'er." It’s okay.”

When Hongyun heard this, he was instantly happy, not bad! Although he no longer accepts disciples, his disciples can accept disciples. The old Taoist in front of him is an existence that Hongyun admired in his previous life. Now that he is destined, how can he let him go.

Zhang Sanfeng, a famous name in China and a strange man, spanned three dynasties. In the later years of the Song Dynasty, the prosperity and decline of the Yuan Dynasty, and the rise of the Ming Dynasty, he founded the Wudang Sect, and his skills were all over the world.

Hongyun did not expect that Zhang Sanfeng, a character who had been dead for nearly a thousand years in his previous life, would actually travel to a different world, and that time and space would also be disrupted.

In her previous life, Hongyun admired Zhang Sanfeng very much. With his martial arts justice and bohemian personality, he could be said to be the iconic figure of China and the flagpole of martial arts in ancient China.

"Then let's find another disciple for Xuan'er!" Hong Yun said with a smile, and then landed on the Demon Sword Mountain and came to Zhang Sanfeng. Looking at Zhang Sanfeng who was using the sword, Hong Yun did not stop, but observed. The mystery of sword moves.

"Tai Chi practitioners are yin and yang. Tai Chi swordsmanship mainly focuses on strength, skill, accuracy, movement, and evolution. Although you have great qualifications, you are still far behind the seven disciples that Pindao recruited in the land of China. Practice well!"

Zhang Sanfeng finished practicing a set of sword techniques, and then he said to the seven disciples and walked towards Hongyun. He had discovered Hongyun before, but the sword technique could not be broken, so he only practiced the sword technique before Walked to Hongyun's side.

"My friend is able to come to Demon Sword Mountain quietly. I think he is also a demigod master. I wonder what you are doing here?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the red cloud in front of him and said lightly. Zhang Sanfeng was already a demon three hundred years ago. The Sword Master has now become the Demon Sword God.

"Accept you as a disciple." Hongyun spat out a few words lightly, but the words were shocking. When he came to Demon Sword Mountain, he actually wanted to accept Demon Sword God as his disciple. I am afraid that if this news spread to the mainland, he would be laughed out of his mouth. Sword God, Dharma gods are supreme beings.

What's more, the Demon Sword God, who is a master of magic and martial arts, has a super high status, and the Demon Sword God is a flawless existence in the Tianshen Continent. He is an extremely powerful existence in close attack, long range attack, body and spirit.

If you want to accept the Demon Sword God as your disciple, you must at least be a real god, and the gods of the God Realm have not visited the God Continent for a long time.

"Haha." Zhang Sanfeng laughed. Someone actually wanted to accept him as his disciple. In the Tianshen Continent, he was the supreme Demon Sword God. In China, he was the leader of a sect, and he was the Taishan Beidou of the martial arts world.

Now he actually heard such a joke. To accept him as a disciple, I am afraid that only the gods of China and the so-called gods of the gods in the Tianshen Continent are qualified!

Ever since he took a nap in Wudang Mountain five hundred years ago and wanted to come again, he appeared in this strange place. But Zhang Sanfeng is an eye-catching presence wherever he goes. He wants to be admired by thousands of people. The presence.

"Why are you laughing?" Hou Tu looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said calmly. The man in front of him was too ignorant of praise. Little did he know that there were countless creatures in the ancient continent who wanted to enter Penglai Island.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled proudly. On the Tianshen Continent, Zhang Sanfeng believed that he had no rivals. Even the Pope of the Holy See, the Elf Queen, and others were no match for him. Moreover, Zhang Sanfeng was a Chinese human race. In his view, all the human races in the Tianshen Continent were They are all barbarians.

"I have been practicing for more than 600 years (Chinese practice for more than 100 years) and have become a demon sword god. I wonder what qualifications my friend has to accept me as his disciple?" Zhang Sanfeng also has a good character. If he were another sword god or The Dharma God has already taken action.

When Zhang Sanfeng's disciples heard these words and saw this scene, they all burst into laughter. They did not expect that there would be people in Tianshen Continent who wanted to accept Zhang Sanfeng as their disciples. Little did they know that a hundred years ago, the Pope came to Demon Sword Mountain to invite Zhang Sanfeng to come out. Zhang Sanfeng used four liang to throw a thousand catties and threw him hundreds of miles away.

"I'm afraid this person is stupid! Our master is the number one master in the Celestial Continent. Even if he is the emperor of the empire, he will be treated as a junior when he meets him."

"Don't talk about the emperor of the empire, the elf queen still treated our master as a junior when she saw her. What qualifications does this person have to accept our master as a disciple? Does he think he is a god!"

Hong Yun shook his head and said calmly: "Although you are destined to me, you cannot be my disciple. You can only be my disciple's disciple. This time you come here to accept a disciple on your behalf." Hong Yun said with a kind smile on his face. .

"puff"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Sanfeng's seven disciples burst out laughing. They had seen arrogant people, but they had never seen such an arrogant person. They took on the role of apprentices and actually found the only Demon Sword God in the Tianshen Continent. This was just a joke. Of?

Zhang Sanfeng also looked at Hong Yun with some confusion, but he did not laugh. Then, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes became sharp and he stared at Hong Yun closely. He always felt that something was wrong with what Hong Yun said, and now he knew what was wrong.

edge! He heard this word in Tianshen Continent. It would not be unusual to hear it in China, but it is different in Tianshen Continent. This is a word that is well used by Taoism and Buddhism.

"Friends, please come here." Zhang Sanfeng made an inviting gesture to Hongyun and Hou Tu, using the Chinese gesture, and then led the way.

Zhang Sanfeng's disciples were all staring at the change in this scene. Could it be that their master was really going to become a disciple? No, it's to worship the master. After all, Hongyun made it clear just now, he is to accept disciples on behalf of his disciples.

Arriving at a manor, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Hongyun and Houtu and asked directly: "I wonder which tribe these two friends are?"

Hongyun smiled. This Zhang Sanfeng was cautious, fearing that his status as a time traveler would be leaked, so he asked this meaningful question.

If he came from time-travel like Zhang Sanfeng, then he would definitely name one of the fifty-six ethnic groups in China. If he didn't come from time-travel, he would definitely mention the race from the Tianshen Continent.

"Which clan? Am I considered a Yun clan?" Hongyun looked at Houtu, as if asking Houtu, and Houtu burst into laughter.

"Sanqing is Pindao's junior, Confucius is Pindao's disciple, and the Jade Emperor is Pindao's clone. Zhang Sanfeng, tell me which clan Pindao belongs to?" Hongyun looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a smile.

"What! Chinese gods!"