Longevity starts from Yitian

Chapter 5 Go to Wudang

On the eighth day of April, tomorrow is the [-]th birthday of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School, and Ji Qinglin came to the foot of Wudang Mountain early.

The disciples at the foot of Wudang Mountain thought he was a guest invited by Wudang, so they dared not neglect him, and respectfully went up to ask him to show his invitation card.

Ji Qinglin thought that he didn't have an invitation card, and he was an unknown person, so it was not easy to go up the mountain, so he borrowed Zhu Changling's name for the time being, and asked to go up the mountain first, and it didn't matter if he was found out later, he said with a smile: "I, Zhu Changling, admire Master Zhang Zhenren Demeanor, come here uninvited, and I hope all the priests will make it easier for you."

These days, he has tidied himself up according to the attire of this world, and he looks like a good son in a troubled world. The Wudang disciples saw his extraordinary bearing, and heard Zhu Changling's reputation as a "shocking stroke". Dare to be negligent, hurried to ask the second generation of Wudang to receive him in person.

In fact, Ji Qinglin was already thirty at this time, but his profound inner strength greatly slowed down aging, making him still look like a young man in his early twenties.

Not long after, I saw Song Yuanqiao, one of the second generation of Wudang figures, coming down the mountain in person to meet Ji Qinglin.

Song Yuanqiao is the most senior person in the second generation of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng's eldest disciple, the head of the "Seven Heroes of Wudang". Now Zhang Sanfeng no longer manages Wudang affairs, and he has gradually become the de facto head of Wudang.

"Master Zhu, I have admired your name for a long time! I never expected that you would condescend to come to our school. I heard that Zhu Zhuang has always lived in seclusion in the Kunlun Mountains and did not want to interfere with the troubles of the Central Plains. Lord forgive me!"

As soon as Song Yuanqiao saw Ji Qinglin, he said these impeccable polite words. Although he is a big man with strength and status comparable to the head of a well-known decent school, he has always been humble and polite, and he made good friends as much as possible when he was outside.

"You are serious. I am nothing more than a villager in the mountains. It is a great honor to be invited by Wudang to participate in Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday banquet!" Ji Qinglin also politely greeted him.

The two walked and chatted, and went up the mountain all the way, and after a while, they arrived at a Taoist temple.

Before entering the contemplation, I heard a rough voice say loudly: "I say one is one, and two is two. With the word 'Wudang', can the three still not trust me?"

Hearing this voice, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help sighing softly, and smiled slightly at Ji Qinglin: "I'm sorry, it's my seventh junior brother who is talking. After practicing the Tao for many years, his rough temper still hasn't changed at all. Zhu Zhuangzhu laughed..."

Ji Qinglin didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, I've heard that Mo Qixia of Wudang is upright and upright. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation!"

When the two entered the temple, they found a burly, majestic young Taoist with a thick beard, who was expected to be the Seven Heroes, Mo Shenggu.

He is arguing loudly with three middle-aged men on the guest seat at the moment. The three men on the guest seat are all over 50 years old. He is a sick man, very emaciated.

Behind the three of them, stood five young men, who were expected to be the disciples of the three of them.

Only the tall and thin man said: "Since Mo Qixia said so, how dare we not believe it? I just don't know when Zhang Wuxia will return, can Mo Qixia give an exact date? Or let the Longmen Guard Bureau Rest in peace for the innocent soul of the mouth!"

When Ji Qinglin heard this, he immediately understood, it seems that these people came to Wudang to find Zhang Cuishan.

When Mo Shenggu heard this, he was furious immediately, and said, "Fifth Brother Zhang has been an upright man all his life, and among our seven brothers, he is also the most kind-hearted, how could he do such a thing, you don't want to spout blood!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, stretched out his hand to signal Mo Shenggu to shut up, and cupped his hands at the three middle-aged men: "I think there must be some misunderstanding between us, it happens that we Junior brother will return to the mountain soon, the three of you will wait patiently for a few days, and after seeing my junior brother, let's talk about it."

Seeing Song Yuanqiao's modest attitude, the three middle-aged men finally restrained their aggressive tone, and the majestic and burly man at the head said: "Okay, with the words of Song Daxia, we can rest assured. I think Wudang is the first class in the world." His family is upright, and he will definitely give an explanation to the souls of the dozens of members of the Longmen Security Bureau."

"You!" Listening to what they said, Mo Shenggu still believed that the dozens of members of the Longmen Security Bureau were killed by Zhang Cuishan, and felt aggrieved, so he wanted to argue with them immediately, but was stopped by Song Yuanqiao.

"Don't worry, if the dozens of members of the Longmen Bodyguard Bureau were really killed by my junior brother, I, the senior brother, will be the first one to let him go! Wudang will never shield this kind of scum!" Song Yuanqiao said loudly. A positive response was given to the three middle-aged men.

After he said this, the three middle-aged men finally felt relieved, stopped entanglement, exchanged some polite greetings with Song Yuanqiao, and then took their apprentices farewell and went down the mountain.

"Senior Brother, can't even you trust Fifth Senior Brother?" Mo Shenggu couldn't help but ask.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said: "Of course I can trust Fifth Junior Brother. He was the one I grew up watching. It is precisely because I trust him that I say this so that I can send those escorts down the mountain, otherwise I will continue to let them go." To entangle here is to waste our time, the most urgent thing is to quickly find out the whereabouts of Fifth Junior Brother Hai Wuji!"

When Mo Shenggu heard this, he patted his head immediately, and said: "Yes, I forgot about this! Who was Wuji kidnapped, and where is he now?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "I have sent many disciples to search everywhere, but there is still no news."

Hearing what he said, Mo Shenggu became very anxious, as if it was his own child who was taken captive.

Ji Qinglin said, "I know where he is."

Mo Shenggu was overjoyed, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and said, "Where is it?"

"Seventh Junior Brother, don't be rude to Master Zhu!" Song Yuanqiao scolded Mo Shenggu, then cupped his hands at Ji Qinglin and said, "Please tell Master Zhu, Wudang will definitely remember Zhu Zhuang's kindness today."

Ji Qinglin said: "Tomorrow is Zhenren Zhang's birthday banquet, and someone will personally send Zhang Wuxia's beloved son to Wudang."

Song Yuanqiao didn't understand, and asked, "Excuse me for being stupid, what does Master Zhu mean by this?"

Ji Qinglin said: "Those people captured Zhang Wuxia's beloved son in order to coerce Zhang Wuxia to reveal the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the dragon sword. Therefore, they will definitely bring Zhang Wuxia's beloved son to Wudang for tomorrow's birthday party. Your faction only needs to consider what to do. Just save him."

Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu realized immediately, they clasped their hands together and said, "Thank you, Master Zhu, for your guidance!"

Ji Qinglin cupped his hands and said: "It's nothing to worry about, I hope Wudang will be fine tomorrow, Wuji will be fine."

(End of this chapter)