Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 535: What do you think of the leader?
Zhang Wuji saw that Li Changlan had made it clear that he wanted to deal with him.

No matter what, he dared not continue to hide his identity, but looked at his parents, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.

"Wuji, are you Wuji?" Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Wuji in disbelief.

"Wuji!" Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu came directly to Zhang Wuji without thinking, and kept greeting him. Even Yin Tianzheng looked happy and surprised.

He never imagined that his grandson would become such a talented and handsome man.

I haven't seen you for many years.

Zhang Wuji showed off his profound martial arts skills as soon as he appeared, and even forcibly resisted such a huge disaster for the Ming Cult. How could he, as a grandfather, not feel happy?

I saw everyone in the Wudang Clan looking happy and happy.

Master Jiejie of the Emei Sect angrily flicked his sleeves and shouted to everyone: "Are you, the Wudang Sect, planning to stop here?"

Song Yuanqiao knew that Emei had an old enmity with Mingjiao and their relationship was very hostile.

He hesitated slightly and said: "Since this young man is a member of Wudang, we will naturally not continue to target him. However, our Wudang sect has always been clear about grudges and will never favor the Mingjiao. For this, please ask the Master of Jue So reassuring.”

Miejie sneered twice and said, "So, are you ready to watch the show from the sidelines?"

Song Yuanqiao looked a little displeased when he heard Mie Mie's words.

As a well-known sect in the martial arts world, the Wudang Clan has always believed that one must be humble and fair when traveling in the martial arts world, but they are not really all temperamental.

"Master Song, since you said Wudang won't interfere anymore."

"I just hope that you Wudang Clan can remember what you said today, so as not to make so many martial arts people present laugh."

With the Yitian Sword in his hand, Miejie came to Zhang Wuji.

"Out of the six major sects, including your pretentious Wudang, there is still my Emei sect. Don't think that you are from the Wudang sect. I, Emei, will cease to exist under many scruples."

"Boy, do you want to admit defeat?!"

Zhang Wuji looked at the sharp sword not far away in front of him and was about to get up.

Zhang Cuishan, who was on the side, drew his sword in advance and faced Miu Miu from a distance, feeling that this Miu Miu Master was too aggressive.

"Master Tai, the child Wuji was injured just now. If you still want to continue the competition, let me, the father, take action for him."

Master Jiejie saw that Zhang Cuishan wanted to stand up for Zhang Wuji.

She laughed twice and said, "What a Wudang! It really taught me a lot!"

Zhang Wuji struggled to stand up with Yin Susu's help. He endured the pain in his arm, clasped his fists at Master Jue and said, "I can continue to fight. Please take action, Master!"

Seeing Zhang Wuji nod, Jue Jue did not wait for the people around him to persuade him.

She took a few steps back, raised the Heavenly Sword, pointed it at Zhang Wuji, and said, "Okay, you still have some backbone."

Miejie directly drew his sword and attacked Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu and others looked at Zhang Wuji with worried faces. No matter what the competition was, if they found that Zhang Wuji was at a disadvantage, they would be ready to take action at any time.

"Junior brother, do you think Wuji can continue to win?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

"Master Miejie's martial arts skills are mediocre, but with the power of the Yitian Sword in his hand, Zhiruo injured Zhang Wuji, but they were all flesh injuries, not serious." Li Changlan took a few glances and was not worried about Zhang Wuji.

Soon.

Zhang Wuji really defeated Master Emei, causing Master Emei to lose all face. He flicked his sleeves, took back the Yitian Sword, raised his hand and took the lead to lead everyone from the Emei Sect away.Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu have been separated from Zhang Wuji for many years.

Now, when they meet again, they naturally want to be together and not separate.

Li Changlan had no intention of reminiscing with Zhang Wuji, his nephew. After Song Yuanqiao explained some things to Zhang Wuji, he returned to Wudang Mountain all the way.

……

Wudang Mountain.

Li Changlan and Zhang Sanfeng played chess against each other.

The two of them were holding a cup of tea nonchalantly in their hands.

"Changlan, I think you have made another breakthrough when you come back this time?" Zhang Sanfeng held tea with a peaceful smile on his face, looking at Li Changlan with eyes full of satisfaction.

"It's not really a breakthrough, I just feel like I remembered something again."

Li Changlan looked at the cliffs in the distance of Wudang with an expressionless expression and his tone was calm.

Zhang Sanfeng learned that this was the reason why Li Changlan had been so calm recently. He nodded slightly and said, "I have read many books and know that there are indeed some people in the world who can come here with memories of past lives, and I have focused on practicing the immortal way these years. I also have some insights.”

"In my opinion, you and them should be different."

Li Changlan looked at Zhang Sanfeng with some surprise and asked, "What's the difference?"

Zhang Sanfeng put down the tea cup with his finger, gently stroked his beard, and said with a chuckle: "There was a legend about Cao Guan in the world, and there is also a legend about Lu Dongbin who received Zhongli Quan in his dream to preach. You may be a god from the upper world who came here. When your memory recovers, It’s time to go back to heaven again.”

Li Changlan looked slightly startled when he saw that Zhang Sanfeng actually talked about gods.

"I thought you had only been teaching martial arts to your disciples or passing on some scriptures for so many years. You were no longer ready to tell others that you had embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. You were ready to take all the secrets into the coffin."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "People have different qualifications. They are too worldly-minded. The method of practice I taught them is in vain. If it is to prolong life and strengthen the body, my Wudang Sect's internal skills and mental methods can also do it. Why should I do anything in vain again?”

He suddenly glanced at Li Changlan with a half-smile.

"Chang Lan, you haven't forgotten the Nine Yang Divine Art at all, have you?"

"I can't remember exactly." Li Changlan smiled, not too surprised that Zhang Sanfeng could see this, "Anyway, that boy Wuji has returned safely, and the Nine Yang Magic has also been in his hands."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled helplessly.

Li Changlan was born with a photographic memory, and he often predicted things before they happened. He had a very strong inspiration for things that had not yet happened, and was often able to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Things like the Nine Yang Divine Art are rare and profound martial arts for Jianghu people.

But no matter how you look at it, with Li Changlan's ability and talent, it doesn't seem like he would take it too seriously. If you combine it with someone who deliberately hides his secrets, Li Changlan could recite the Nine Suns Magic Art by heart.

How could he possibly believe that Li Changlan had really forgotten the Nine Yang Magic Skill.

At that time, Zhang Sanfeng understood that Li Changlan's reluctance to say that was justified.

The cycle of nature has its own cause and effect, and sometimes forceful behavior is not beautiful. Fortunately, Zhang Wuji did turn disaster into good luck and achieved something as Li Changlan said.

"Chang Lan, what do you think of the next leader of our Wudang Sect?"

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly asked.

(End of this chapter)