The Legend of Condor Heroes: The Three Immortals of the Martial World - Volume Two (Master Zhang Sanfeng)

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(1)
A sacred mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds year-round, was now adorned with several silver streaks that darted back and forth through the clouds like shooting stars, making the mountain appear even more ethereal.
Suddenly, several silver streaks plummeted down, heading straight for the chest of a Taoist priest standing on the mountain ridge. Their speed was indescribable. The Taoist priest, however, remained calm and composed, seemingly unafraid of the fierce onslaught. He even straightened his chest to meet the incoming silver streaks. Strangely, the silver streaks all pierced the Taoist priest's chest, yet he remained unharmed. It turned out that these silver streaks were the result of the Taoist priest's sword-controlling technique, specifically one of his most powerful skills, the "Heart Sword Technique." It was puzzling that the Taoist priest was unharmed.
This Taoist priest, though middle-aged and possessing an air of otherworldly refinement, exuded extraordinary charisma. His eyes revealed his arrogance and self-confidence. The priest, who called himself "Sanfeng," had lived in this mountain since beginning his Taoist studies. His obsessive love of martial arts led him to believe himself invincible. If he hadn't promised his deceased master, Sanfeng would already be the number one martial artist in the world. The reason he unleashed his Heart Sword today was because his master's time was up. To vent his frustration, he released the full power of his sword energy, releasing his pent-up resentment.
Just as the Taoist Sanfeng was about to emerge into the martial world, he heard the noisy sounds of birds. Curious, he used his "Sky Crossing" lightness skill to fly towards the direction of the birds' noise.
A dozen or soaring birds of prey relentlessly attacked a large eagle, but the eagle seemed to offer no resistance, silently enduring the birds' merciless assault. Given its size, dealing with these birds of prey would have been a piece of cake, yet for some reason, the large eagle clumsily endured their attacks.
The Taoist Sanfeng, who arrived not far from the scene, was very curious about the giant eagle's behavior. With a wave of his Taoist robe, he easily resolved the giant eagle's crisis. Several birds of prey, seeing that someone had taken action, also flew away, leaving only the giant eagle at the scene to tend to its injuries.
The Taoist Sanfeng quickly arrived at the giant eagle's side. Upon seeing Sanfeng, the eagle lowered its head, as if thanking him for saving its life. The eagle looked at Sanfeng with great delight and said, "What a spiritually intelligent eagle! With your abilities, you can drive away any raptors that attack you, but how can you withstand such an attack? Do you have the intention to cultivate the Tao and escape the path of animals?"
As soon as Sanfeng finished speaking, the giant eagle seemed to understand his words and nodded vigorously at him. Sanfeng was even more amused and said, "What a fine eagle with aspirations! Today was originally the day I was to enter the mortal world, but we have met, which can be considered fate. If you are willing to cultivate the Tao, I will stay for you for a few more years, guide you into the Tao, and help you escape the animal realm. However, you must also know that with your current level of cultivation, to escape the animal realm, you must go through many tribulations and trials, and these are very difficult to overcome. Are you mentally prepared?"
Upon hearing that Zhang Sanfeng was willing to guide it into the Dao, the giant eagle flapped its two large wings with great joy and nodded vigorously at Zhang Sanfeng. So Zhang Sanfeng asked the giant eagle to return with him to his place of cultivation, thus beginning the giant eagle's path of cultivation...
Time flies, and twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. A man and an eagle walked out of the cave entrance made of mountain cave. The eagle was even more full of spiritual energy, and the Taoist Sanfeng was still as handsome as ever, as if he had not changed due to the passage of time.
At this moment, the Taoist Sanfeng spoke earnestly to the giant eagle: "Eagle, all good things must come to an end. It has been twenty years since I introduced you to the Tao, and your cultivation has nearly reached the level of a half-immortal. However, the path to immortality is not so easy. As the saying goes, 'The master leads you through the door, but the cultivation is up to you.' I have already passed on the method of entering the Tao to you; the rest is up to your destiny. Our shared wish has been fulfilled, and we must part ways to avoid hindering your cultivation. But you need not worry. I have already calculated for you. In the years to come, besides the tribulations you are destined to endure, you will also meet a new master. This new master will be the one who helps you achieve immortality. I hope you can get along well with him. I hope to see you soon, so that my efforts in nurturing you will not have been in vain. Go, you foolish bird, take good care of yourself. I will be waiting for you there."
As soon as Sanfeng finished speaking, he gently sent the general into the sky with both hands. The giant eagle would occasionally turn back to look at Sanfeng and let out a soft cry. The scene of parting even made this Taoist who was about to become an immortal shed tears of reluctance.
(2)
At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the world was still in chaos, and the lives of ordinary people were extremely miserable. In particular, the corrupt officials who had been recruited by the previous dynasty made life even more unbearable for the people. Moreover, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, was originally a bandit, which made the underworld rampant and turned the martial arts world into a corrupt and chaotic place. Seeing that the martial arts world was in such a state of chaos, the righteous people all focused on protecting themselves and minding their own business, and no one was willing to contribute their efforts to the martial arts world.
When the Taoist Sanfeng entered the martial arts world, he saw that the world was in such a state that he could not save it by himself alone. So he decided to make friends through martial arts and awaken righteous people to contribute to the martial arts world.
Sword Fortress, as its name suggests, is a fortress that houses all the world's finest swords. Its master, "Ximen Jian," is a highly skilled swordsman, renowned throughout the martial world for his "Sinking Wave Sword Technique," and an eccentric individual obsessed with swords and martial arts. Today, a Taoist priest carrying a heavy, unsharpened sword arrived at the gates of Sword Fortress. After the gatekeeper inquired about his purpose, he went inside to seek permission, and within moments, the Taoist was invited into the fortress.
Upon entering the fortress, the Taoist priest immediately recognized its architecture and knew its owner was no ordinary person. As he was browsing, he heard a deep, resonant laugh approaching. The newcomer was none other than Ximen Jian, the owner of Sword Fortress. Why was Ximen Jian so overjoyed? He had learned from his disciples that someone had come to challenge him to a martial arts duel. Ximen Jian was a martial arts enthusiast, and since his challenge to various sects with the Chenlang Sword Technique ten years prior, no one had dared to challenge him. This martial arts fanaticism had left him without a worthy opponent, leading him to a self-proclaimed invincible status. Therefore, knowing that someone had come to challenge him was more gratifying than receiving a million taels of gold.
When Ximen Jian arrived at the arena, Zhang Sanfeng politely greeted him. Ximen Jian immediately recognized that this Taoist priest would be a formidable opponent and warmly chatted with him, as if they were old friends. The two began their literary duel without their prior acquaintance. Their back-and-forth banter left the disciples standing around the arena completely bewildered. Little did they know that this literary contest was far more dangerous than the martial arts contest. Besides demonstrating their skills, they were also subtly testing their internal strength. The sight of them drawing their swords and sweating profusely showed just how much effort they were putting in.
Time passed second by second, but Ximen Jian and Zhang Sanfeng remained motionless, like stone figures frozen in place. They fought for three days and three nights, from sunrise to sunset, from night to day, leaving Ximen Jian's disciples utterly astonished.
Suddenly, Ximen Jian let out a muffled groan and took three steps back before regaining his balance. Sanfeng, on the other hand, simply swayed his shoulders and calmly looked at Ximen Jian.
"Ha, ha, ha, I haven't felt this good in a long time! Thank you for your mercy, Daoist Master. If you hadn't stopped in time, I, Ximen Jian, would be a cripple by now. However, I haven't had enough of the literary test yet. Why don't you stay in this fortress and I'll host a welcome party for you? Three days later, we'll have a martial arts test. What do you think?"
Ximen Jianqi had met his match and was unwilling to let this Taoist with extraordinary skills leave. So he had his disciples take Sanfeng to the VIP room to rest, while he himself returned to his room as if he had found a treasure.
As Ximen Jian walked towards his most beloved concubine's room, he felt no discomfort whatsoever. On the contrary, he felt refreshed and invigorated, as if his entire body were brimming with energy. Of course, Ximen Jian knew this was a blessing from Zhang Sanfeng. During their duel, Sanfeng had indirectly refined the impure internal energy within him, subtly elevating his cultivation level. This made Ximen Jian think of his beloved concubine, who was only sixteen years old, and he longed to recapture his former virility from her.
Gently pushing open the door, Ximen Jian intended to surprise his beloved concubine, Xiao Jing. However, upon entering, the scene before him left him speechless. He saw Xiao Jing lying half-naked on the bed, one hand kneading her snow-white breasts, the other holding a two-inch-wide dildo, which she was thrusting back and forth between her legs. She was moaning softly, her alluring demeanor captivating, her phoenix eyes half-closed, panting heavily. This sight revived Ximen Jian's already half-broken member, causing it to bulge like a roused lion, creating a small tent in his trousers.
Ximen Jian quietly walked to Xiao Jing's bedside. His clothes had been removed at some point. He climbed onto the bed, kneading Xiao Jing's other breast with one hand and grasping Xiao Jing's hand that was placed on her lower body with the other, helping Xiao Jing to penetrate her tender, throbbing vagina.
This sudden action startled Xiao Jing. Opening her eyes and recognizing Ximen Jian, her face flushed red. She playfully accused him of sneaking to scare her, her alluring expression causing Ximen Jian's penis to throb violently, striking Xiao Jing's fair, smooth body. When Xiao Jing saw Ximen Jian's throbbing, hot penis, her surprised expression made Ximen Jian unable to resist pulling out the dildo still inside her. He flipped her over and pressed himself against her, aiming his penis at her wet vagina, thrusting deep inside. Xiao Jing was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she babbled incoherently and cried out incessantly.
Seeing Xiao Jing's strong reaction and enthusiastic response, Ximen Jian's heroic spirit soared even higher. He began to thrust wildly and relentlessly, penetrating deep into Xiao Jing's core with each stroke. This caused Xiao Jing's delicate breasts to flush red and her breath to become labored.
Having not felt such virility in a long time, Ximen Jian not only vigorously fucked his beloved concubine Xiao Jing, but also felt grateful for the favor bestowed upon him by Zhang Sanfeng. Moreover, he fucked Xiao Jing so hard that she cried out that she couldn't take it anymore, having finally regained her masculine prowess.
"Ah...ah...oh...oh...God...mmm...mmm...woo...woo...oh...it feels so good...Master...fuck...fuck me faster...yes...fuck me harder...oh...oh...oh..."
“Master…your big cock…it feels so good…so pleasurable…oh…my god…when did you become so strong…ah…ah…ah…ah…uh…uh…uh…uh…so…so good…you…you’re making…me…feel so good…uh…uh…uh…uh…yes…yes…yes…that’s…just like that…I…I…ah…ah…ah…ah…”
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...so good...you...are making...me feel so good...so happy...Master...mmm...mmm...it's really great...yes...faster...continue...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...ah...ah...oh..."
Seeing Xiao Jing's wanton behavior, Ximen Jian continued to fuck her while asking if she was feeling very good. Xiao Jing closed her eyes and didn't answer, but instead hugged Ximen Jian's body tightly, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
Seeing that he had finally aroused her so deeply, Ximen Jian felt an unprecedented sense of superiority. He then fucked Xiao Jing even more vigorously. Xiao Jing ultimately couldn't withstand Ximen Jian's intense onslaught, and after experiencing more than three orgasms, she completely passed out. At that moment, Ximen Jian let out a soft moan, ejaculated all his essence, and exhausted, he collapsed onto Xiao Jing and fell asleep contentedly.
(3)
The three-day deadline arrived quickly. When Sanfeng saw Ximen Jian arrive at the arena looking radiant, he smiled knowingly. Ximen Jian then walked up to Sanfeng, knelt down on one knee, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your help, Daoist Master. It has allowed my cultivation to reach a higher level. I am truly grateful."
After fully accepting Ximen Jian's kneeling bow, Daoist Sanfeng reached out to help him up and said, "Lord Ximen, there's no need for such formality. I simply didn't want to see you unable to improve your cultivation due to impure internal energy. It was nothing more than a small favor; you don't need to take it to heart. Don't we still have a martial arts competition today? If we continue to be so polite, then there'll be no competition at all."
After Sanfeng finished speaking, the two smiled at each other and then assumed a fighting stance.
The sword Ximen Jian held at this moment was forged from millennia-old cold iron. It was 1.2 feet long and 2 inches wide, a top-tier sword capable of cutting through iron like mud. The sword was named "Changhong" (Long Rainbow). Ximen Jian's fingers formed a sword incantation, and a faint sword aura could be seen emanating from the tip of the sword. Seeing that Ximen Jian had already prepared his sword, Sanfeng also took down the heavy, long, blunt sword from his back, awaiting Ximen Jian's attack.
With a soft shout, Ximen Jian unleashed the initiation move of the Chenlang Sword Technique, "Waves Rise Without Wind," conjuring a powerful net of swords that enveloped Sanfeng Daoist, engulfing him entirely. Seeing the approaching sword shadows, Sanfeng Daoist calmly wielded his heavy sword. Sword shadows and figures clashed repeatedly in the arena, the clanging of weapons echoing throughout the entire arena. The sword energy emanating from both fighters affected everything in the arena, leaving nothing unscathed. The disciples who had initially stood in the arena hastily retreated to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
After exchanging over a hundred blows, Ximen Jian finally lost by a single sword strike, which filled him with immense admiration and longing for Zhang Sanfeng's unparalleled skills. So, he humbly asked Zhang Sanfeng why his swordsmanship was so superb.
"Lord Ximen Fortress, the so-called sword is light and graceful. The sword is the longest of all weapons. Although it is light and long, it is still made of iron. Therefore, the speed of the sword will still be hindered. If you can transform the tangible into the intangible, your swordsmanship may be even more refined."
Sanfeng explained the profound mysteries of swordsmanship to Ximen Jian, who treasured the knowledge and inquired about how swordsmanship could transform from tangible to intangible forms. Sanfeng generously imparted all his knowledge to Ximen Jian. Thanks to Sanfeng's guidance, Ximen Jian later became the leader of the righteous path, annihilating the underworld.
From then on, Zhang Sanfeng traveled to all the major sects in the martial arts world. Whether it was saber, sword, fist, or palm, he made friends with each sect through martial arts. Because of the sects he met and their guidance, their martial arts improved significantly. Encouraged by Zhang Sanfeng, the various sects finally cooperated, working together to contribute to the martial arts world. The righteous sects of the martial arts world, grateful for Zhang Sanfeng's benevolence, honored him as the "Martial Saint," Master Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng finally united the righteous people to resist tyranny, and he also completed his research on martial arts.
One day, while Zhang Sanfeng was resting and drinking tea in a teahouse, a disheveled young man, dressed in tattered clothes and carrying an iron sword with a hilt wrapped in cloth and a blade covered in rust, approached him and challenged him to a sword duel. Zhang Sanfeng, seeing the young man's disheveled appearance, recognized his exceptional martial arts talent and agreed to the duel, wanting to test the young man's abilities.
The winner of this sword competition was of course Zhang Sanfeng, but Zhang Sanfeng was even more impressed with the young man's skill. Especially after he learned that the young man's swordsmanship was self-taught and that he had defeated dozens of sword masters, he developed a love for talent and decided to train him to become a master swordsman.
Thus, under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, the young man began his journey to becoming a top-tier swordsman. Zhang Sanfeng even gifted him his heavy sword, which became known as the future legendary swordsman "Dugu Qiubai" (Dugu Seeking Invincibility). This heavy sword later fell into the hands of Yang Guo, and the Divine Condor also encountered him later in life, as if preordained. Later, when the Yin-Yang Demon wreaked havoc on the martial world, Zhang Sanfeng, along with the South Sea Divine Nun and the Heavenly Tribulation Master, joined forces to annihilate the demon, and was subsequently hailed by the martial arts world as one of the Three Immortals of the Martial World.
The chapter on "Master Sanfeng" is now complete. Please look forward to the third installment of the Three Immortals of the Martial World series, "The Divine Nun of the South Sea".

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