Wudang Mountain.
In front of Zhenwu Hall.
"Sir, you are joking."
"Wu-Tang really doesn't have the kind of person you mentioned."
An older, middle-aged Taoist with a soft complexion looked at the three people in front of him, a master and two slaves, and couldn't help but smile.
As soon as the three of them came up, the handsome young man said that he wanted to find their new little Taoist priest.
It is said that the two of them are close friends. I heard that the other person became a Taoist priest and came here to talk about it.
But when he asked the two of them what the name was, the young master in front of him hesitated again, looking arrogant and unwilling to explain.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a big problem with the three of them.
And recently there is a new little Taoist priest in Wudang.
Isn't it their senior brother who teaches the novices...
The other party can become a senior brother as soon as he comes. I think he is extraordinary in terms of status and talent.
How can it be that others can see it if they want to?
"You don't understand what I say, do you?"
Zhao Min looked very angry at the moment. The middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him looked like a piece of candy.
He must pester her to find out the reason.
It was actually difficult to even meet the mysterious boy from Beiliang.
How had she, the majestic princess of the Yuan Dynasty, ever been in such trouble?
Feeling depressed, she immediately glanced at the two elders Xuan Ming beside her.
The two elders Xuan Ming had no choice but to go out and show off their princess's dignity.
"This real person, my young master just wants to make friends with that Xiaodao."
"Why don't you Wudang become benevolent and call that Xiaodao out to meet him? Or we can go see him in person."
He Biweng stepped forward, his expression suddenly became warm, and he wanted to convince people with reason.
"What this layman and poor Taoist said is true."
"Wudang has not received a new Taoist priest in three years."
The middle-aged Taoist priest still insisted.
"It's so shameless. Do you really think that your Wudang brothers are worthy of my young master?"
The hot-tempered Luzhangke stepped forward, bypassed Hebiweng, raised his hand and struck the middle-aged Taoist directly on the chest.
The middle-aged Taoist's cultivation is not weak. He has practiced Taoism for more than thirty years and has achieved the cultivation of three levels of sutras.
But in the face of Luzhangke's brazen attack.
Even if he tried to parry, he couldn't withstand the opponent's palm.
Just a palm.
The middle-aged Taoist flew directly upside down and crashed into the Zhenwu Hall.
He was vomiting blood, looked painful, and couldn't get up for a long time.
"Who are you! How dare you commit murder in my Wudang!"
Immediately, the Taoists around him gathered together and shared the same hatred.
What's more, someone has already drawn his mahogany sword, and if his posture is wrong, he will take action to subdue a few people.
"Humph, who do you think you are?"
"If you want to fight me, I'll call your headmaster out."
Luzhangke's face was stern and fierce, and he stretched his hands down.
Suddenly, the whole body was filled with terrifying arrogance, and the vast internal power that belonged exclusively to masters of the Zhixuan Realm directly shook the energy and blood of the gathered Taoists.
They all moved back.
Hong Xixiang stood on the boulder in the distance, watching this scene with slightly focused eyes.
Just about to step forward to stop the other party.
But at this time.
A flash of cold light fell like a meteor from the sky, rushing straight in front of Luzhangke and Hebiweng.
Luzhangke looked stern and immediately took action again.
Hebi Weng protected Zhao Min in time to prevent any unexpected events.
boom!
The terrifying internal force collided with the sharp cold light.
The eaves of the Zhenwu Hall were almost blown away by the strong wind.
Wait until calm returns to the venue.
He saw a middle-aged sword-wielding Taoist with a sharp face, holding one hand behind his back and pointing his sword at the ground.
The sharp sword energy around him jumped out like a koi fish crossing the river, and everyone around him felt trembling.
The skin feels like being pricked by needles and stings.
"It's Wang Xiaoping, Uncle Wang!"
A young Taoist shouted in surprise.
Wang Xiaoping, the best swordsman in Wudang.
He has been practicing Taoist closed-mouth chant all year round, which not only cultivates his sword intention, but also condenses his sword heart, hoping to master the three strongest swords in his life.
So he came to stop these uninvited guests, but he never said a word.
Just a pair of extremely sharp eyes, staring at several people.
He signaled that if the other party tried to take action again, he would directly kill the three of them.
The Qi in Luzhangke's body was surging like boiling water, and he could not calm down for a long time.
Looking at the Taoist holding a mahogany sword in front of him, he actually had a little fear in his eyes.
Hebi Weng obviously did not expect that there would be such a swordsman in Wudang Mountain, and he did not dare to take action easily.
"Senior, we are just here to find someone."
"It's just that the Taoist bullied us too much and didn't want us to go in to find someone."
"It's a helpless move, but I still hope for Haihan."
Seeing that Wudang Mountain was not easy to mess with, Zhao Min had an idea and immediately stepped forward to salute with clasped fists.
There was no trace of fear on her face, she remained calm and indifferent.
"You are not welcome in Wudang, please leave."
Wang Xiaoping showed no expression.
A steady voice sounded from behind the crowd.
Wang Zhonglou held a fly whisk in his hand and walked slowly to several people.
His face was unusually ugly.
After seeing Wang Zhonglou, the two elders Xuan Ming became even more fearful, but they still took a step forward to protect their princess.
"Forget it, I won't hide it from you now."
"I am Princess Dayuan, and I have a marriage contract with the young man you went up to the mountain two days ago."
"Originally, I wanted to meet Uncle Xu and then meet my fiancé, whom I have never met."
"Unfortunately, Uncle Xu said that he had arrived at Wudang Mountain, so I had no choice but to come to Wudang to meet him first."
When Zhao Min saw that the two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming beside him were so wary of the old Taoist priest in front of him, he knew that Wudang Mountain was not a place they could force their way into.
He immediately had an idea and took off the white hat on his head.
Her long, beautiful black hair flowed down.
At the same time, she also took out the identity card symbolizing Princess Dayuan from her waist.
This scene.
This made Wang Zhonglou's pupils shrink. He looked at the girl disguised as a man in front of him in surprise and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
"Um...you'd better follow me to the inner hall to discuss this matter first."
I don’t know whether it is true or not, but the token of King Ruyang of Great Yuan cannot be false.
Wang Chonglou still lacked some confidence when facing the king of a country, especially such a major event that might involve the marriage of two countries.
He first winked at Wang Xiaoping on the side.
Wang Xiaoping understood in his heart, and immediately put away the peach wood sword and turned around to leave, preparing to write a letter to the Prince of Beiliang to ask about the situation.
Wang Zhonglou made a gesture of invitation.
Invite a few people into the Zhenwu Hall to talk.
Zhao Min took his time and stepped in immediately.
The two elders Xuan Ming were dumbfounded, but they didn't dare to show it on their faces, so they followed immediately.
Wu Changqing, who was far away in the mountains, didn't know.
A disaster of beauty is coming quietly.
When Wu Changqing started to understand other formations again, he suddenly felt that several people seemed to be intruding into the tidal formation one after another.
He couldn't help but frown.
