The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

While talking, Xiaodaotong came in to report: "The head of the Emei sect exterminated the master, and led his disciples to pay homage to the master's birthday."

Hearing the name of Emei, there was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone looked outside the door.

When the woman entered the door first, I saw that she was about 50 years old, with a frosty face, and she was quite beautiful. However, her two eyebrows drooped slantingly, and her face became extremely strange, almost like a stage character. The smell of hanging ghost.

She is tall in stature and has a formidable demeanor. Although she is a woman, she is half a head taller than an ordinary man.

Many people present recognized that it was the third generation head of the Emei Sect, Miejue Shitai.

Behind her were a group of Emei disciples, all dressed in plain clothes and with solemn expressions that were intimidating.

The birthday gift presented by the Emei Sect, in addition to sixteen-colored precious jade articles, also included a bright red brocade Taoist robe, embroidered with a hundred different Chinese characters for "longevity" in gold thread, which required a lot of effort.

Master Miejie said to Zhang Sanfeng, "This is embroidered by ten female disciples of the Emei sect."

Zhang Sanfeng was very happy and said with a smile: "The female knight-errant of Emei is famous all over the world for her boxing and sword skills, but now I have come to embroider this birthday robe for the old Taoist. That is really precious."

Miejie nodded, but said no more, stepped aside and sat down.

Yu Lianzhou saw everyone's expressions, looked at each other with Song Xing, and thought to himself: "I wonder what kind of support they are still waiting for? It's just because Master doesn't like the excitement, so he didn't invite any of his close friends from the Wudang Sect in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this. Outnumbered and isolated.”

However, since the Wudang faction started 30 years ago, although it has no ambition to dominate the world, it has inherited Zhang Sanfeng's arrogance and domineering from top to bottom.

All Wudang disciples should devote their souls to the path of practice, work tirelessly day and night, and have no thought of life or death, so as to reach the pinnacle of martial arts together!

If you encounter anyone who blocks your way or seeks a fight, you must have a heart that is fearless and ruthless, as it means that they are gods, Buddhas, demons, and demons, and you must kill them with all your might to prove that Wudang is invincible!

So even though more and more people gathered in Zixiao Palace, everyone in Wudang headed by Zhang Sanfeng all looked calm.

At this point, everyone can see that Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday will be accompanied by the flash of swords, so they are all ready for a fight to the death.

Just when a few people were secretly preparing to take action, a Buddha's call came from outside the door: "Amitabha!"

This Buddha's name was clearly transmitted to everyone's eardrums. It was clear and bright. It seemed to be coming from a distance, but it sounded like it was coming from nearby.

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "It turns out that Zen master Kongwen from Shaolin school has arrived, please greet him quickly."

The voice outside the door said: "Abbot Kong Wen of Shaolin Temple, together with his junior disciples Kong Zhi and Kong Xing, as well as his disciples, wish Master Zhang eternal happiness."

Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing are among the four great monks of Shaolin. Master Kongjian has passed away, and the other three monks have all arrived.

The Wudang Seven Heroes looked at each other, feeling more and more that the people sent by Shaolin were not kind.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng could be regarded as a Shaolin traitor at the beginning, and later he established Wudang and Shaolin as separate courts. From Shaolin's point of view, he naturally didn't have a good impression of Wudang.

But they didn't expect that after Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, they would send out a hero invitation and hold a hero's banquet at the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuchang.

Unexpectedly, Shaolin had thought of this, and in the name of celebrating his birthday, he gathered his troops and rushed up the mountain, catching the Wudang sect by surprise.

He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun Sect, said: "I have admired the name of Shaolin monk Qing for a long time, and I am lucky enough to meet him today. It is really a worthwhile trip."

Another lower voice outside the door said: "This one is supposed to be Mr. He, the head of Kunlun. It's a pleasure to meet, it's a pleasure to meet! It's really disrespectful for Zhang Zhenren and Lao Na to wait for their birthday greetings to be late."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Today there are many guests on Mount Wudang, the old Taoist has only lived a hundred years in vain, how dare he work the jade toes of the three divine monks?" The four of them were separated by several doors, using their internal strength to answer each other, as if they were meeting face to face. .

Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to greet him, and saw three divine monks leading nine monks, walking slowly to the front of Zixiao Palace.

Although Zhang Sanfeng and Kong Wen are both great masters in the martial arts world, they have never met each other.

In terms of age, Zhang Sanfeng is three or forty years older than them.

He was born in Shaolin, if he followed his master Jueyuan, he would be two generations higher than Kongwen and others.

But he was not ordained as a monk in Shaolin Temple, nor has he formally learned martial arts from Shaolin monks, so they meet each other as equals.

Master Kongwen's white eyebrows drooped and covered his eyes, like an arhat with long eyebrows; Master Kongxing had a majestic body and a mighty appearance; Master Kongzhi had a bitter face with drooping corners of his mouth.

Song Yuanqiao secretly wondered, he was quite proficient in the art of fortune telling, and thought to himself: "If an ordinary person has the appearance of Master Kongzhi, if his life is not short, he will surely suffer misfortune. How come he not only enjoys a long life, but also becomes a martial artist?" The master we all look up to?"

Zhang Sanfeng welcomed Kong Wen and others into the main hall. He Taichong, Miejie Shitai, Kongtong Five Elders and others came forward to meet each other, expressing admiration to each other and exchanging polite words.

The three eminent monks, Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, and Kong Xing sat down and drank a cup of tea.

Kong Wen said: "Master Zhang, the poor monk is your descendant in terms of age and seniority. Apart from paying birthdays today, I shouldn't have mentioned anything else. But as the leader of the Shaolin sect, the poor monk has a few words to say to his predecessors. Tell me frankly, please don’t take offense from Master Zhang.”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said straight to the point: "Are these three eminent monks here for my fifth disciple, Zhang Cuishan?"

Kong Wen clasped his hands together and said, "Yes, our sect's senior brother Kong Jian was compassionate and virtuous throughout his life and had no disputes with others. However, he was tragically killed by the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. I heard that Zhang Wuxia knew the whereabouts of the man named Xie and asked Zhang Wuxia for instructions. "

Zhang Cuishan said loudly: "Master Kongwen, Zhang Cuishan has been trained by his teacher all his life. Although he is stupid, he dare not lie. I don't hide where Xie Xun is. The younger generation also knows it. But I am the most important person in the martial arts." The word "righteousness" can break Zhang Cuishan's head and splatter blood. I will never reveal the whereabouts of my sworn brother. This matter has nothing to do with my mentor, and it has nothing to do with my fellow disciples. It is only Zhang Cuishan who is responsible."

Kong Wen frowned slightly and recited: "Amitabha!" He thought to himself: "His words seem to be true. How should I deal with this?"

Although he came for Xie Xun's whereabouts, with Zhang Sanfeng in front, he could not capture Zhang Cuishan and torture him severely.

Zhang Sanfeng said nothing while seeing nothing, and looked at the heads of the various factions such as Miejie Shitai, He Taichong and others one by one, "You all came to Wudang Mountain, are you all here for the whereabouts of Xie Xun?"

He Taichong shook the folding fan in his hand, and said: "The real person misunderstood me. I just came to pay my respects when I happened to hear about the real person's birthday. As for Xie Xun, he killed two of my Kunlun sect disciples in Wangpanshan ten years ago. As the leader, I naturally want to seek justice for them."

In order to lure Cheng Kun out, Xie Xun went on a killing spree in the Jianghu. Strictly speaking, at least half of the Jianghu sects here had their relatives and friends die in his hands.

This is also the reason why he chose not to go back to Middle-earth even though he could, because he was afraid that Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu would be implicated.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Master Jue again, who said bitterly: "Twelve years ago, Fang Ping, Jingua Chui, was suddenly murdered one night in Kaifeng, Henan. Eleven words saying 'The murderer Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kunye' were left on the wall. Words in blood!”

Zhang Sanfeng asked in confusion: "That Fang Ping, who is the Master?"

Mie Mie said: "He is the biological brother of the poor nun."

Zhang Sanfeng could only keep silent.

His biological brother was killed, blood feud, no wonder that Jue Jue, who has never had any contact with Wudang, would personally bring the Yitian Sword to Zixiao Palace.