Vol 8 Chapter 113: Iron painting silver hook

Fang Lang immediately turned to them and said, "You are doing very well, and I am very satisfied. It seems that you have met my requirements."
The two of them nodded and said, "We all did what the leader ordered."
Fang Lang smiled and said: "Now this formation is unpredictable, with elements of Tai Chi and gossip integrated into it. This time, even if Daluo is here, he would never want to take out our formation."
Yang Xiao said softly: "Master, I think if we use this kind of formation to fight forward, I think the effect will be better."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Yes, if you say that, my mind is still active, so I will inform Wei Yixiao and let him talk to Zhu Yuanzhang."
Yang Xiao and Fan Yao both agreed, and then Fang Lang sent the information to Wei Yixiao through the instructions of the Flame Order. When Zhu Yuanzhang learned of Fang Lang’s intentions, he was very happy and said, "Yes, the most powerful in the war. It's not fighting on the battlefield, but marching in formation. As long as the formation is powerful, people can resist hundreds of people. There are too many examples of victory with less and more in history, countless."
At this time, Wei Yixiao said softly: "Marshal, why don't you personally ask Fang Jiaozhu about the marching formation."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said: "Wei smile, don't worry, I know in my heart, in fact, I already have a clear plan in my heart, and I will consider it carefully."
Wei Yixiao heard what Zhu Yuanzhang said. He knew that no matter what he said was useless, so he handed a drawing to Zhu Yuanzhang and said: "This is specially asked by the leader to forward it to you. As long as you follow this map, you will definitely be able to Play a big role."
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately took the map as soon as he heard it, and said, "Okay, Wei smiled, then I will work hard for you."
After speaking, he put the drawing in his arms, and then he called all the soldiers of the three armies into the house, and he began to explain to them the marching formation.
With Fang Lang's drawing reminded, Zhu Yuanzhang was able to do well when setting up the formation. Therefore, the battle that was impossible to win was turned into victory because of the credit of this drawing.
There was no one on this day, Zhu Yuanzhang thought. I didn’t expect that Fang Lang was not only a martial artist, but he also knew the art of war. He knew everything about marching. He would definitely be his own disaster in the future. If I don’t get rid of it soon, it will be very detrimental to my rule of the world. , But his martial arts is so high, how can I beat him, and there are many people in the army who believe in him, those people obey me on the surface, in fact, they really obey Fang Lang.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth bitterly. No matter what he thought, he had no good countermeasures. Therefore, he decided to bear with him for the time being and wait until a suitable opportunity was found.
In order to express Wudang’s gratitude for presenting his sword book, Fang Lang decided to take out a large box of Ganoderma and give them to them, so he packed all Ganoderma lucidum, and Xiao Zhao saw his intention, and she smiled and said, "The son , Are you going to Wudang again?"
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Yes, why, you want to go with me?"
Xiao Zhao pouted and said, "It's really meaningless for me to stay in Guangming, so I might as well take a trip with you. It's also a good time for sightseeing."
In fact, Xiao Zhao knew that no matter where Fang Lang went, he would think about bringing Xiao Zhao, so Fang Lang smiled and said, "Well, if that's the case, you just follow me."
After speaking, the two people walked in the direction of Wudang Mountain, and Song Yuanqiao was very happy to see them coming, and saw that he invited them into the main hall. After that, he ordered the two disciples to pour tea for them.
At this time, Fang Lang took out a large box of Ganoderma lucidum and handed it to Song Yuanqiao and said, "I have given you all these Ganoderma lucidum. Send it to the disciples to drink."
Song Yuanqiao was very happy when he saw it, and said, "Master, I really didn't expect you to give us such an expensive gift. Many of us had a cold yesterday. I still want to get medicine for everyone. I heard that Ganoderma is a very precious medicinal material. It can cure all diseases, and if you drink it, their illness will definitely get better."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Zhang Zhenren is in Wudang Mountain. Why didn't I see him when I came?"
Song Yuanqiao whispered: "The master is practicing in retreat, and he will wait for a while to come out."
Fang Lang was a little disappointed when he heard that, he actually came not only to give Wudang Ganoderma lucidum, but more importantly, he wanted to ask him about the method of marching. Song Yuanqiao also saw Fang Lang's intentions. He smiled and said, " , If you have anything to do, come back ten days later, my master will definitely come out to see you at that time."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "That's fine."
At this time, Fang Lang suddenly thought of Zhang Cuishan's iron painting silver hook back then. Although this technique no longer exists with Zhang Cuishan's Li Shi, he always remembers this every time he comes to Wudang Mountain.
So Fang Lang turned to Song Yuanqiao and said, "I don't know if there are characters written by Zhang Cuishan in Wudang Mountain. I just admire it very much and want to see it."
Song Yuanqiao sighed slightly and said, "Since my fifth brother passed away, we have burned all his calligraphy and paintings, but on the stone wall of Wudang Mountain, my fifth brother wrote on it. If you want to see it, I can take it. You watch."
Fang Lang excitedly said, "Really, that's great, Song Daxia, thank you."
Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "It's okay, this is what I should do."
After speaking, Fang Lang and Xiaozhao followed Song Yuanqiao to the back mountain quickly. After that, Fang Lang stared at the stone wall tightly and said, "Good words, really good words."
Although Fang Lang had also learned this kind of brushwork, he still felt worse than Zhang Cuishan. He deeply sighed that if Zhang Cuishan was still alive, he could ask him about this technique.
But then, Fang Lang suddenly discovered that there was no writing on the other stone wall. He was surprised that it was impossible for Zhang Cuishan to mention only half.
So Fang Lang said what he was thinking, and Song Yuanqiao sighed and said: "Back then, my fifth brother just caught up with the master's birthday banquet while writing. It was also on that day that my fifth brother had an accident."
Fang Lang still remembers that part of the past that year, so he sighed slightly and said, "It is true that things are dying."
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