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The ninth day of the fourth month.

On Wudang Mountain, the lights are colorful, and it is very lively.

Today is the 100th birthday banquet of Wudang patriarch Zhang Zhenren, which can definitely be regarded as a grand event in the rivers and lakes.

The major forces in the world have sent elders and even head-level figures to congratulate him on his birthday.

All of a sudden, Wudang Mountain was bustling and full of people.

On top of the Wudang Golden Dome, Ji Changan sat next to a big pine tree, holding a book in his hand, looking down at the crowd below, and couldn't help but sigh;

"The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit. "

Zhou Zhiruo, who was making tea on the side, looked at Ji Changan, who had been sitting here leisurely since early in the morning, and couldn't help asking:

"Childe, aren't you going to Zhang Zhenren's birthday banquet?"

Ji Changan shook the book in his hand and said with a smile:

"It's not time for me to show up, and let them make a fuss again, and when they make a big fuss, I'll go and lift the table again!"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't understand what it meant, but she still pursed her lips and smiled, holding the freshly cooked tea, and poured it for Ji Chang'an.

"Childe, please have tea. "

Ji Changan held the tea in his hand, but his eyes were still lingering on the book in his hand.

It's really interesting to say that Zhang Sanfeng.

said that the Wudang Hidden Scripture Pavilion was all open to Ji Chang'an, so there was no hiding at all, and even Wudang Jiuyang Gong, as well as Pure Yang Wuji Gong, and other town sect mastery were included in it.

"Lao Zhang is a kind person, no matter what today, I have to help him this time. "

"Let's let them make trouble again, I'll finish reading this Jiuyang Gong first. "

Ji Changan smiled slightly, relying on his unforgettable demonic qualifications, he flipped through the Jiuyang Gong like a book, and then slowly closed his eyes and began to comprehend this Zhiyang Gong method.

Zhenwu Palace.

The world's martial arts, the masters of all major sects gather here.

Among the people who rushed to Wudang today, there were almost no weak people.

The last is also a master of the innate level, and he is still an elite disciple of various sects, and he was brought out by the elders of various sects to increase his knowledge.

It's just that this birthday banquet, which should be jubilant, for some reason, is always filled with a strange atmosphere, which seems to be calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

Among the crowd of the Emei faction.

The head of Dugu Yihe bowed slightly to the exterminator beside him.

The latter was the first to speak:

"Extinction, congratulations to Zhang Zhenren on his 100th birthday!"

With the extermination master taking the lead, the rest of the factions, such as Kongtong, Kunlun, Huashan and other factions, also came together to congratulate Zhang Sanfeng on his birthday.

And it wasn't until after everyone's birthday celebration that a long Buddha horn came from outside the mountain gate in the distance.

"Amitabha. "

This Buddha horn seems to come from a distance, but it sounds like it comes from its own side, and it is like rolling thunder, echoing in the Zhenwu Hall.

Some of the people in the hall who were less skilled even felt dizzy.

"Shaolin Temple, Cihang Jingzhai, Pure Zen Buddhism, Buddhist monks came to congratulate Zhang Zhenren on his birthday!"

Rumble!

The people present were all in good spirits.

Boy!

Shaolin Temple, Cihang Jingzhai, Pure Meditation Zen.

When the three major forces of Buddhism came to celebrate his birthday, and as soon as he appeared, he came to dismount, which is obviously not good!

It seems that there is a lively scene today!

Inside the Zhenwu Palace.

"Damn!"

Mo Shenggu, the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes and the most short-tempered, said angrily:

"This group of monks is so presumptuous, what are they going to do? This look, where does it look like they are here to celebrate their birthday, it is clearly more like they are here to make trouble!"

"Old Seven, stop talking, don't talk nonsense!"

Senior brother Song Yuanqiao snorted.

Although his expression was also a little dissatisfied, as the current head of Wudang, Song Yuanqiao still maintained the dignity of a faction, calmly walked out of the Zhenwu Hall, and went to greet the people of Buddhism.

"Masters, if you miss the distance, please forgive your sins.~!"

And with the arrival of the Buddhist monks, the martial arts heroes present were all shocked.

There is no other reason, just because the lineup of this Buddhist sect is too luxurious.

The Shaolin Temple, headed by the Shaolin Temple, needless to say, was headed by the abbot of the Dayuanfen Temple, Kongwen, with his junior brother Kongzhi, emptiness and eighteen disciples under the door.

Pure Meditation Zen Buddhism is to send out the four protectors Vajra who are not angry, not angry, not stupid, and not afraid.

And Cihang Jingzhai is the most special, and the person who arrives is actually a beautiful woman.

I saw that her appearance was almost perfect, and she couldn't find a single flaw, like a pearl Tuxia, with a beautiful inner connotation, wearing a green shirt and carrying an ancient sword, she looked even more ethereal like a fairy.

Under the attention of the martial arts heroes, this woman in green shirt is still calm, like a slim green lotus, not stained with a trace of worldly dust.

In the crowd, there was a commotion.

"It's so beautiful, it's hard to imagine that there are such stunning beauties in the world!"

"I remember, this is the contemporary descendant of Cihang Jingzhai, the master concubine with the name of a fairy!"

"Oh, Shi Fairy, ranked third on the Rouge List of the rivers and lakes, like a fairy in the sky, cold and dusty, not to be blasphemed, but it is a pity, but he is a person in Buddhism, and he is often accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha all his life!"

But compared to Shi Fei Xuan, for the heads of the various sects, the old man standing next to her was even more moving to them.

"How is he!?"

"Unexpectedly, Cihang Jingzhai actually invited this person to ......"

"It seems that today's chaos is really going to turn the world upside down!!"

In the shocked gaze of countless people, the old man with Eguanbo slowly walked into the Zhenwu Hall.

Although his beard is white, he has spring and autumn, but his figure is still majestic, his face is quaint and simple, with five long beards, wearing a brocade robe, and he has a hermit flavor that is out of the dust.

And after seeing this person, don't say that the Wudang Seven Heroes, even Wang Chongyang's expression changed.

"How is he!?"

Zhang Sanfeng's palm lightly stroked his long beard slightly, his eyes became a little complicated, and after being silent for a moment, he sighed lightly and said slowly:

"I didn't expect to see you one day. "

The tall old man stood with his hands in his hands, a pair of snow-white long eyebrows raised, like a blade flying obliquely, giving people a sharp and pressing chill, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhang Sanfeng, ten years ago, I lost to you and lost the title of the first person in Taoism. "

"Now, ten years later, I came here today to regain this name!"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he sighed lightly, lowered his eyes, and said calmly:

"It's okay for you to come to me for revenge, but now you are still a member of the Daomen?"

"Ning Dodge!"

In the end, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have a trace of anger, and the last three words were spit out, like thunder and explosion, and in an instant, the wind surged, as if the air was stagnant for a few minutes.

This is the power of the land immortals, the color of the sky and the earth change when they are angry, and the wind and clouds move in all directions!

Everyone present, colorless. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Especially some ill-intentioned people are even more secretly frightened, and even secretly have a little retreat and even remorse in their hearts.

Such a peerless master, how can they afford to provoke him?

However, Zhang Sanfeng's might shocked others, but he couldn't shake Ning Daoqi!

As the first person in the Great Sui Martial Arts, Ning Daoqi, who has the name of Sanren, was almost as famous as Zhang Sanfeng back then, and was known as the Taishan Beidou in the world.

It's a pity that in the battle ten years ago, he was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng by one move, and thus lost his status as the first person in Taoism.

Since then, Ning Daoqi began to turn to Buddhism in order to seek a breakthrough in his skills, and because he borrowed Cihang's sword codex, he had to agree to Cihang's conditions and was almost reduced to his lackey.

Because of this, for many years, the Daomen has been ashamed of it.

Unexpectedly, today he was mixed up with Buddhism again, and he also mobilized the people, and specially came to Wudang Mountain to worship Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, obviously because the person who came was not good.

Ning Daoqi took a step forward, and also released the power of the land immortal level, counteracting the aura released by Zhang Sanfeng, and said calmly:

"Zhang Sanfeng, now is not the time for you and me to face off, you better solve the trouble in front of you first!"

With that, Ning Daoqi retreated.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he had a faint bad premonition.

Troublesome?

What's the trouble?

And at this moment, the abbot of Shaolin Temple stepped forward and put the Zen staff in his hand on the ground, and suddenly a burst of clear sound quietly dispersed, and the scene was instantly quiet.

"Amitabha. "

"The poor monk is empty, coming here today, in addition to congratulating Zhang Zhenren on his birthday, there is one more thing, I want to ask Zhang Zhenren's senior disciple Zhang Wuxia, I don't know if Zhang Zhenren can agree!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

Here it comes!

The main course of today's drama is finally about to be served!

Zhang Sanfeng was silent.

And Zhang Cuishan couldn't bear to be embarrassed by his master, so he took the initiative to step forward and said loudly:

"Zhang Cuishan is here, I heard that the abbot has anything to ask, just ask me!"

The abbot of Kongwen was expressionless, stared at Zhang Cuisan, and said in a deep voice;

"Zhang Wuxia, the poor monk asks you, do you have a righteous brother with the golden lion king Xie Xun!"

Zhang Wuji's heart trembled.

He has followed Zhang Sanfeng since he was a child, he is upright by nature, and he never lies, even in front of many people in the martial arts, he still nodded and admitted.

"That's right, by chance, Brother Xie and I married Jin Lan!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"What!?"

"The rumors turned out to be true!"

"This Zhang Wuxia is a disciple of Zhang Zhenren, but he is a brother with that demon sect demon, this is really ...... Hey, it's all about his master's face!"

"In this way, doesn't he know Xie Xun's whereabouts......?

In an instant, countless Dao Dao or greed, or blazing eyes, all converged on Zhang Cuishan's body, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

Kongwen clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, and asked:

"Who Zhang Wuxia is friends with, it should be your own family affair, and I can't say more. "

"But that Xie Xun thief, born in the Demon Sect, was mad, killed people like hemp, and he didn't know how many killings he had done in the rivers and lakes, and his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people. "

"Zhang Wuxia, now in the rivers and lakes, only you know the whereabouts of Xie Xun's thief, today in front of the martial arts heroes, please tell Xie Xun's whereabouts!"

In the end, Kongwen's eyes were like electricity, staring at Zhang Cuishan.

The rest of the people present also focused their eyes on him, and even their breathing became heavy, waiting for Zhang Cuishan's answer.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the Zhenwu Hall seemed to be frozen, almost suffocating.

Under the persecution of everyone, Zhang Cuishan's face was pale, and his heart was full of grief and indignation, knowing that today was a desperate situation, even if he died, he must not betray his righteous brother, let alone involve Wudang.

"Today's events are all caused by me alone, and all the sins should be borne by Zhang Cuishan alone!

"Brother Xie and I married Jin Lan, and these despicable villains, Kaicha coveted the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, and wanted to force me not to fight Brother Yi, but how could my Wudang disciple be such a despicable and unrighteous person!"

"If you want it, then I will give you this life!"

Before the words fell, he saw Zhang Cuishan pull out the long sword at his waist without warning, and slashed towards his neck with the heart of death.

It happened suddenly.

No one would have thought that this Wudang Zhang Wuxia would be so strong!

For a while, even Zhang Sanfeng didn't have time to come to the rescue.

"Green Mountain!"

"Fifth brother—"

Seeing the blade of the sword enter his throat and blood rushing out, Zhang Cuishan laughed miserably, and there was only one thought in his mind.

"Susu, Mowgli, master, I'm sorry for your ......"

At this moment, a soft chuckle as jade, as if coming from the Netherworld and Hell, quietly sounded in his ears.

"Idiot, you think you'll be able to calm everything down if you're dead?"

Zhang Cuishan looked up weakly, but saw that at some point, an ethereal figure like a fairy had already quietly come to his side.

With a flash of red light, the tragic wound on Zhang Cuishan's throat was quietly erased, as if the self-killing sword just now was a dream bubble.

The audience was silent and silent.

On the top of the huge Wudang Mountain, there is silence, and the falling needles can be heard.

Everyone's eyes converged on the white-clothed figure that suddenly appeared.

At that moment just now, including top powerhouses such as Zhang Sanfeng and Ning Daoqi, no one could see what was going on.

This person was like air, born out of thin air, like a demon, suddenly appeared next to Zhang Wuxia, and suddenly made a move, saving Zhang Wuxia, who had already cut his throat and killed himself.

And after a short silence, it was followed by an earth-shattering hustle and bustle, as if a boulder had been thrown into a calm lake, as if it had exploded.

He ...... Where the hell did he come from!?"

"Is this person a human or !?a ghost?"

"Did you see it just now, the wound on Zhang Wuxia's neck, let him wipe it with his hand, and it will be smoothed, as if he has not been injured!"

"It's so young and handsome, could it be that Zhang Sanfeng is a new disciple!?"

And at the moment when he saw the handsome figure, Zhang Sanfeng's hanging heart suddenly fell, and a bright smile quietly appeared on his old face.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"It's Ji Xiaoyou here!.