Zhang Sanfeng said, "Master Li wants to know what Zhang Sanfeng, an old Taoist, is like. How can this man live for so long without dying?"

Li Zhichang said, "I have lived for a long time, about seventy years."
Zhang Sanfeng light say with smile "Li hierarch didn’t live for more than one hundred years? I really teach Li Zhenren to be a veteran. I should call you a senior. "
Li Zhichang sighed, "That grave is my master, Changchun Qiu Chuji Hill. I haven’t seen him for a long time. He’s all dead. He died well."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "It’s really a good death. He died and everything was his concern."
Li Zhichang said, "He doesn’t miss me either?"
Zhang Sanfeng said, "Don’t worry."
Li Zhichang silently said, "Very good."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "When Li Zhenren’s martial arts were completely defeated, Huashan killed Qiu Qianren, Ouyang Feng, the leader of the Tiezhang Sect, and King Jinlun, the tantric Sect of Tibet, and defeated Hong Qigong, the northern beggar, and Huang Yaoshi, the eastern evil. When I heard about this achievement, I always yearned for it. If I knew that Li Zhenren was still alive thirty or forty years ago, I must ask Li Zhenren for advice."
Li Zhichang said, "It’s not too late now."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "It’s late"
Li Zhichang took a deep look at Zhang Sanfeng and suddenly let out a long sigh. "Can you tell me a thing or two about Zhang Zhenren?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "It doesn’t work if you say it naturally."
Li Zhichang said, "I can kill you now."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "That’s true."
Li Zhichang said, "I can kill you, but I don’t want you." It’s hard for people like Li Zhichang to admit that they are not as good as a person in martial arts, but Li Zhichang admitted that he can kill Zhang Sanfeng because Zhang Sanfeng is old, but Zhang Sanfeng has taken one step more than him. This step is that there is no problem with Li Zhichang’s martial arts tricks, and there is no problem with his strength. He has reached the top of refining gas and will not continue to practice.
Taoists say that refining gas, refining gas, and refining spirit are the same. Li Zhichang’s martial arts are infinitely high, but he still refines the gas level. He said before that the first level of martial arts obstacle is skill, and the second level is gas and reality. There is no such thing as martial arts obstacle. Some people first broke the barrier of martial arts, but both of them broke the barrier of martial arts, and martial arts came to the top level of refining gas. One step forward is to refine the spirit. This is the magical power, which is not a category of martial arts.
Li Zhichang was vaguely able to feel this before, but he saw the road ahead after playing against Ye Gucheng. However, seeing the road ahead doesn’t mean that he can walk over, and sometimes he has to go back and walk again if he goes wrong. Zhang Sanfen can get to this point today, and he doesn’t know how many ways he has gone wrong. After he goes right, Li Zhichang is old. Although he understands this, he doesn’t feel that he can go right. It’s easy to keep the road. If he doesn’t go against the current, it’s impossible to retreat to him.
Zhang Sanfeng said, "Yes, you can kill my realm, but I’m Li Zhenren. I think your health is still in its prime. Although I don’t know how you did it, you may be able to take one step more than the old road in the future."
Say Zhang Sanfeng had said, "I shouldn’t call an’ old’ word in front of you."
Li Zhichang said, "It really shouldn’t be." Li Zhichang held out his hand and held Zhang Sanfeng’s hand. His Shining Sutra Qi flowed into Zhang Sanfeng’s body, and Zhang Sanfeng felt that his body entered a continuous stream. It seemed to be of great benefit to the body. The Qi slowly nourished him to some atrophic meridians.
His hundred years of true qi has been practiced to be more pure than pure anode work, and he has digested the true gas sent by Li Zhichang. The true qi flows from Yin to Yang, and the old yin holds the young yang and the Lao Yang holds the young yin, which has become a circle of Tai Chi, which Li Zhichang naturally feels.
Li Zhichang praised, "This is the realm of refining gods. It’s really amazing that it is round and hinders the flow of filth."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "Li Zhenren didn’t really teach me the true qi and purity, but it is almost not as sophisticated as a hundred-year-old skill. It is still full of vitality. If ordinary people have not died for a long time, they can also save their lives to be original, and they can probably live to be 130 years old. Li Zhenren showed me this magical power and let me understand that being original may live to be 140 or 50 years old. I’m afraid they will all die in front of me at Yuanqiao." Here Zhang Sanfeng sighed.
Li Zhichang said, "If we can reach the last step, the years will be meaningless, even if we are close to people, it will be like dying."
Zhang Sanfeng said, "Maybe. I don’t know if I can go any further."
Li Zhichang said, "If you have the chance, try it."
The 40th chapter with the world.
Zhang Sanfeng’s beard fluttered slightly like a breeze. He smiled gently. "I have enough wu-tang clan, but it’s not my idea whether I can get a glimpse of the avenue."
Li Zhichang said slowly, "Third-rate fighters are better than strength, second-rate fighters are better than wisdom, and first-class fighters are more tolerant. It is no wonder that you can reach the realm of refining gods, but if you want to walk, I am not going to walk."
Zhang Sanfeng clapped his hands and said, "It’s sincere to say that you and I are talking about this, but I’m afraid that children can go out together after waiting for a long time."
Li Zhichang and Zhang Sanfeng went out together to Maoting and stopped looking at Qiu Chuji’s barren grave. At the moment, his chest was clear, and Wan Li even pretended to be a lonely grave in Qiu Chuji. Although he didn’t look at this barren grave, it had fallen into his chest.
Zhang Sanfeng and Li Zhichang appeared together in the square, which surprised and delighted the group of people in the square. He was highly respected in the Wulin, and it was rare for hundreds of years. Except for Shaolin, even if people saw him, they couldn’t help but bow down slightly and say, "Zhang Zhenren is fine."
Zhang Sanfeng was very modest and rushed to ask him a gift, and he returned a gift without any hesitation. Although he was a hundred years old, he was still tall and straight.
Some people in the crowd asked, "I wonder if Zhang Zhenren will learn skills from Master Li."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "Master Li’s participation in nature is a rare wizard for hundreds of years, and he has gained a lot." The word "victory or defeat" is not true. Li Zhichang was a true religious figure a hundred years ago
Although he is not only a group of heroes, but also secretly said this with Zhang Sanfeng’s identity. Naturally, he greatly praised Li Zhichang. Although Li Zhichang didn’t play with him, he certainly showed amazing skills.
Li Zhichang stepped into the congregation and Yang Xiao asked, "Is the leader better than Zhang Zhenren?"
Li Zhichang said faintly, "Mr. Zhang Sanfeng has reached the victory or defeat, and he is not fake. However, it is of little significance for me to fight with him by virtue of the Taoist situation."
Du E, Du Jie and Du Nan slowly walked out of the high road with black rope. "Master Li invited me to break the magic circle of Shaolin King Kong."
Li Zhichang slowly emerged from teaching by pressing the sword, with black hair and white clothes falling freely like snow, as if Zhang Sanfeng, a middleman in the sword fairy, floated in his ear. "Li Zhenren’s Shaolin King Kong Voldemort Array is not so broken. Can I help you?"
Li Zhichang smiled inexplicably in the direction of Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Sanfeng knew what he meant and said nothing more.
Li Zhichang pulled out his sword, and it was hard to look straight at it and smiled, "Please."
Du E is due south, Du Jie lives in the southwest, and it is difficult to cross the southeast. The three old monks’ eyes are like black ropes, and they stretch straight like spears in an instant. They meditate on this large array of Vajrayana.
Li Zhichang’s long sword is handed straight to the front like a crane’s long sword, and its beak is pointed towards the old monk Du E. This sword stabs out and becomes silent. The black rope looks forward, and the sword body trembles, so that the whip is not entangled. At this time, Du Jie sees that Du E is in danger. Two black ropes are like two black dragons running towards Li Zhichang to cull the past.