Daqin: Offer A Copy Of Lingyun Grotto At The Beginning

Yitian world.

Wudang faction.

Over Wudang Mountain.

"Is this asking me to be Zhang Sanfeng's Ascension Tribulation?"

Ye Hao's figure was hidden in the void, and he checked how to receive special rewards.

In exchange for ascension, the system will send Zhang Sanli to a higher level world if Zhang Sanfeng survives the ascension disaster.

If Zhang Sanfeng fails to cross the tribulation, he needs to be given a job.

Moreover, the worse he beats Zhang Sanfeng, the better chance Zhang Sanfeng can get.

"Let's start the system!"

Ye Hao surveyed the atmosphere below, and said calmly.

Today is really a good day, it happens to be Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday.

Wait a minute, he will definitely give Zhang Sanfeng a hard time!

Let Zhang Sanfeng get a top opportunity!

Think of it as a gift from him to his future migrant workers for their 100th birthday!

"Zhang Cuishan, since you know the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, why are you hiding it? Are you in league with the Demon Cult?"

"Our Kongtong sect's unique knowledge was snatched by the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, who also killed many disciples of our Kongtong sect, Zhang Cuishan, don't you think you should give us an explanation?

"Master Zhang, today is your 100th birthday. We don't want to cause trouble, but your apprentice deliberately concealed the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun for the purpose of killing the dragon sword. You are really greedy."

"Renren Zhang, I think your apprentice thinks you can protect him because of your strength, but with so many of us, can you fight a hundred with one and a thousand with one?

Many martial arts sects headed by Shaolin Temple, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Huashan Five Sects have climbed Wudang Mountain today.

370 On Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, they planned to go up the mountain together to persecute Zhang Cuishan and the Wudang faction in the name of birthday worship, and to find out the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun.

Slay the dragon with a precious sword, order the world, and rely on the sky to go out, who will fight for the front.

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Guo Jing and his wife forged two magical weapons before the city of Xiangyang was broken, which contained great opportunities.

It is rumored that if you get the dragon sword, you can become the supreme martial artist.

It is conceivable how attractive the Dragon Slaying Knife is.

Wearing a yin and yang Tai Chi robe, with a white beard and thin face, Zhang Sanfeng, who looks like a fairy, just sat quietly with a calm expression.

He is a hundred years old, and he has never seen any big battles.

Today, the comparison is the heartbeat.

Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects seem to be more fierce than each other, but few dare to do it.

There is only one dragon-slaying knife, even if you fight with the Wudang faction, there is only one person who can get the dragon-slaying knife.

Others are not so stupid.

It's a pity that Zhang Sanfeng was right about Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects, but ignored his apprentice, Zhang Cuishan.

Zhang Cuishan, who has lived on a deserted island for ten years and has no contact with the outside world, has become simple-minded, even pedantic.

"Maybe I'm dead, and today's situation can be resolved."

Zhang Cuishan looked at his master, at the many brothers who were filled with righteous indignation, and at the many greedy and restless martial artists, he had already made a decision in his heart.

In such a tense situation, maybe the sword will face each other in the next moment.

It is impossible for him to betray his righteous brother, the golden lion king Xie Xun.

He even didn't want his master to fight for him with many martial artists when he was more than a hundred years old.

Once there is a fight, no matter whether the Wudang faction wins or loses, there will be heavy casualties.

He didn't want to implicate his master or his brothers because he was alone.

"As long as I, the person who knows the whereabouts of my brother-in-law, die, everything will calm down."

After making a decision, Zhang Cuishan suddenly walked up to Zhang Sanfeng and knelt down.

"Master, I have something to say."

"What's the matter in Cuishan, just say it, there is a teacher.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was calm, and he was not influenced by people in the martial arts world.

Even if Zhang Cuishan announces in public now that the Dragon Slaying Saber belongs to him, he can hold it.

Even if he really fights, he is not afraid at all.

These people think that he can't fight when he is a hundred years old?

Big mistake!

"Don't you all want an explanation? Then I will give you an explanation."

Zhang Cuishan stood up, sneered at the martial arts practitioners from Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects, and said coldly.

"Master, brothers and sisters, farewell!"

Zhang Cuishan turned his head and glanced at the direction of the people in Wudang Mountain, his eyes revealed deep nostalgia.

He knew he had to act fast, otherwise, his master would definitely stop him.

As long as he cuts off his meridians, everything will be a foregone conclusion, and today's love can come to an end.

"Sword!"

Just when Zhang Cuishan was about to break his veins, all the martial arts practitioners and Wudang disciples were waiting for Zhang Cuishan's explanation, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been calm all this time, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly:

In the Wudang Great Hall, the Zhenwu Sword that had been enshrined for a long time fell into Zhang Sanfeng's hands. Zhang Sanfeng's whole body was covered with no wind, and a powerful aura radiated from him.

Great consummation of the congenital realm!

This is Zhang Sanfeng's realm, and it is also the highest limit that Yitian World can reach.

Over the past few decades, no matter how much Zhang Sanfeng tempered the true qi in his body and accumulated internal strength, his realm just couldn't be improved.

Therefore, for these years, he has been absorbing the essence of Taoist classics, constantly completing his own pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, and wants to take a path similar to cultivating immortals, trying to break through the shackles of heaven and earth.

Perhaps creating a new cultivation system and combining the power of the two systems can break through to a higher level.

"Ascension Tribulation!"

However, just now, a mysterious voice sounded in his ear.

There will be an Ascension Tribulation to test him soon.

As long as he survives the Ascension Tribulation, he can ascend to a higher level world.

If he (bbbc) fails to cross the robbery, he will also work for a person named Mr. Ye.

If Mr. Ye ordered him to kill innocent people indiscriminately and do evil, he could refuse.

Of course, he can also refuse the test of Ascension Tribulation.

Zhang Sanfeng agreed without hesitation.

"Teng~", "Teng~", "Teng~"...

The martial artists from Shaolin Temple, Emei, Huashan and other factions looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, backed back again and again, their expressions panicked, and some even had their hands trembling.

I fuck Nima!

Didn't we say it before?

Everyone will push, if the Wudang faction is too tough, they will think of other ways.

Besides, didn't some people say that Zhang Sanfeng couldn't do it?

Since ancient times, almost all martial arts practitioners have lived to the age of one hundred.

Zhang Sanfeng was so old that it was ridiculous, maybe he couldn't afford a sword anymore.

Which idiot spread rumors?

Go up and fuck Zhang Sanfeng!

At a distance of more than ten feet, a sword was directly sucked over.

What a terrifying internal force!

"唰!", "唰!" "唰!

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi and other Wudang disciples also drew their swords one after another, their eyes became cold.

Looks like it's going to be a fight today!

For the Wudang Seven Heroes, Zhang Sanfeng is not just a simple master, like their father, he has an irreplaceable position in their hearts.

Today is their master's 100th birthday, plus a few days ago, Zhang Cuishan, who had been missing for many years, and their fifth younger brother also returned to Wudang, these things are ecstatic.

The Wudang faction should have been happy and have a good time, so that their master can be happy.

As a result, the Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan sects forced the Wudang sect and threatened their fifth younger brother on their master's birthday in order to slaughter the dragon sword.

What should have been a festive day has become tense and treacherous.

If Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan sects came again after Zhang Sanfeng's birthday to press for the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun, they would not be so angry.

Even if Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan sects can't wait, they can still choose before their birthdays.

However, they chose today.

"Gulu~"

Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and many other martial arts sects retreated together again, some of them couldn't help swallowing, with a trace of panic in their expressions.

If there was a fight, maybe even half of the people who went up the mountain today would not be able to go back.

This TM is completely different from the script.

Zhang Sanfeng, you are a hundred years old, why are you still so murderous?

Don't you see that we are all going to listen to what Zhang Cuishan has to say?

As long as Zhang Cuishan's words can give both parties a step down, today's matter may come to an end.

However, if you just draw your sword, you will be ready to do it!

No consideration for our feelings at all!

Doesn't being upright in a famous family just talk about it, and basically you can do it without doing it?

"Get out of the way, I'm going to cross the catastrophe!"

Zhang Sanfeng roared loudly, the breath on his body became more and more terrifying, and the energy and spirit of his whole body were condensed to the extreme.

Because, the moment he agreed to the conditions of the mysterious voice, he felt an opportunity lock him in.

Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples: "???".

Disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects: "???".

Could it be that Mitutoyo was mad with anger?

Transcend robbery?

Do you think you are cultivating immortals?

"Boom~"

The next moment, there was thunder in the clear sky, and a bolt of purple lightning exploded, directly rendering the entire Wudang faction purple.

Then the dark clouds gathered and covered the sky and the sun. In one breath, the entire Wudang School, with a radius of thousands of miles, was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, making it impossible to see your fingers.

Among the dark clouds, purple thunderbolts shuttled continuously, like purple dragons, ferocious and domineering.

A depressing and dull aura, like the power of the sky, permeated the world.

Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples:..."

Disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects: "...

Don't play like this!

Everyone is a martial artist!

Shattering the void, ascension, and feathering aren't bragging rights?

Zhang Sanfeng, how can you take it seriously?