From the very beginning, Song Xing had no intention of explaining the ins and outs of Wangpanshan Island to these mixed crowds.
Because he knows the bad nature of people, these people are different from Wudang and Tianying Cult. Most of the people gathered here actually have nothing to do with those gangs at all.
The reason why they gathered here was purely for the whereabouts of the Dragon Sword. Regardless of whether Song Xing told what happened to Wang Panshan Island, these people would not give up.
Song Xing has to go to Wudang Mountain next, and won't be with the Haisha Gang most of the time, so it is necessary to settle the matter as soon as possible and settle it once and for all.
How to understand, naturally let these people dare not!
When the Sky Eagle Sect snatched the dragon-slaying knife, why did they hold a knife-raising ceremony in an open and fair manner, but no one dared to snatch it?
Naturally, it’s because the Sky Eagle Sect is so ruthless and evil!
But now, what Song Xing wants to do is to be more ruthless and evil than the Sky Eagle Sect!
On the official road, three horses are galloping past!
Sitting immediately were Song Xing and Yu Lianzhou, who were heading to Wudang Mountain from Lin'an Mansion.
Looking at Song Xing's back in front of him, even though three days had passed, Mo Shenggu, who was behind Yu Lianzhou, still looked at Song Xing with some kind of shock.
Since Zhang Sanfeng's reform thirty years ago, the Wudang Sect has drastically reorganized its upper and lower boxing techniques and swordsmanship, embarking on a violent and spicy path.
Although Mo Shenggu is young, he has undergone extremely rigorous training in Wudang and experienced a lot of actual combat. He is used to seeing life and death, and his combat prowess is far beyond that of other decent disciples from famous sects.
But that day, I was still shocked when I saw Song Xing single-handedly killing almost all the martial arts sects from outside Lin'an Prefecture with a wild goose feather sword.
You must know that although there were no members of the six sects among the hundreds of people that day, the combined strength of dozens of sects was enough to rival one of the six sects.
So when Song Xing killed all the Jianghu people who didn't know how to restrain themselves and were arrogant, Mo Shenggu could see that even King Yin Ye was a lot more polite to Song Xing.
"In this case, this person can be regarded as a public enemy of those sects!"
Mo Shenggu looked at Song Xing's riding figure and sighed.
The young man's heart was undecided. Seeing Song Xing handle the matter in such a violent way, Mo Shenggu, who was a little arrogant in his heart, inexplicably began to appreciate Song Xing more.
What's more, Song Xing is also Zhang Cuishan's good friend.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang are brothers and sisters. Friends of Brother Zhang are friends of Wudang.
Wudang was not close to Lin'an Mansion, and Yu Lianzhou and the others were worried about Zhang Cuishan's whereabouts, so they rode hard without rest. The original ten-day journey ended up being driven to Wudang Mountain in seven days.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, next to Jiejian Stone, two majestic and simple peaks stand, majestic, majestic and breathtaking.
Looking up at the graceful scenery of Wudang Mountain, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Following his master's order, he went to Lin'an Mansion to protect Zhou Quan of the Longmen Escort Agency. However, he encountered bumps in the road. The fifth junior brother disappeared inexplicably before the work was completed. He was a little confused about how to face Zhang Sanfeng later.
The three of them hurried up the mountain and soon met the Taoist boy coming from the mountain. When they saw Yu Lianzhou, they all stopped and saluted.
"Uncle Yu, Uncle Mo!"
"Excuse me, is master on the mountain?" Yu Lianzhou asked in a hurry.
The Taoist boy replied: "Master is in Zixiao Palace."
When Song Xing saw Zhang Sanfeng, the image he saw was different from what he had imagined. Although the Zhang Sanfeng in front of him was already ninety years old, he was tall and tall, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard and beard like a halberd. It's like the age of a fish.
When he saw Yu Lianzhou walking into Zixiao Palace and kneeling in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes and said, "Lianzhou, what happened?"
When he heard Yu Lianzhou narrate what had happened in Lin'an Mansion recently, and also mentioned that Zhang Cuishan was missing on Wangpanshan Island, even though Zhang Sanfeng had been practicing Taoism for decades, he could not maintain the fluctuations in his heart, and a sad look appeared on his face.
He stood up and thanked Song Xing behind Yu Lianzhou: "I thanked my little friend for traveling so far to report the news."
Song Xing bowed slightly in return and looked at this legendary Taoist master with some curiosity. This sight made his expression change slightly.
Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived to be ninety years old, has long been perceptive. When he saw Song Xing's expression, his eyes also showed a look of astonishment. Then he told Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou behind him: "Yuanqiao, your junior brother is running all the way, you lead us." They go down and rest for a while. If Song Xiaoyou wants to know more about the strange things, please come and talk to him."
After a few people retreated, Zhang Sanfeng touched his long beard and asked tentatively: "My friend previously guessed that Wang Panshan Island was swallowed up by strange things, and Cuishan and the others are not in danger for the time being. How confident are you?"
Song Xing took a deep look at Zhang Sanfeng, and then said: "I'm 50% sure, but after all, I've come into contact with fewer weird things, so I can't compare to real people."
Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Are they weird things? The old Taoist has lived for ninety years and has indeed seen more weird things than my little friend. Wudang Mountain also has a lot of books about weird things. I don't know, little friend." What do you want to know about?”
In the main hall, a silent energy filled the air between the two of them. After finishing speaking, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Xing like this.
Song Xing was silent for a moment, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, and said slowly: "Before coming to Wudang, I never thought that Sanfeng Zhenren, a legendary figure in the martial arts world, could also be a monster?"
The founding master of the Wudang Sect, he invented Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword, and promoted the Wudang Sect to greatness and fame. Sanfeng Zhenren, the hero of the Central Plains and all the black and white masters, worshiped him. In Song Xing's words, he was like a mysterious existence.
If these words were spread, it would definitely cause uproar in the world. Even if word got out of the Zixiao Palace, Song Xing would not even be able to go down Wudang Mountain!
After hearing Song Xing's words, Zhang Sanfeng looked at him expressionlessly at first, and then said with a smile: "It seems that the old man was not wrong just now. You can indeed see some things that Yuanqiao and others can't see."
Under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu in Zixiao Palace, Song Xing was secretly surprised by Zhang Sanfeng's momentary display of momentum.
He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for ninety years. His internal strength alone can crush all the sects in the world.
If Xie Xun killed everyone on Wangpanshan Island and regarded the heroes in the south of the Yangtze River as nothing, the momentum Zhang Sanfeng showed just now is enough to crush the world's heroes!
Facing Zhang Sanfeng's momentum, Song Xing had a calm expression on his face, and he was secretly looking at him with the Emperor's Qi Reading Technique.
In the dark gray world, all Zhang Sanfeng's confidence was seen by Song Xing.
"I see. I thought Mr. Zhu Da was the first one to discover that humans and strange objects can be combined. I didn't expect you, the real person, to have been ahead of him."
Song Xing was a little surprised. In his eyes, Zhang Sanfeng's body was still a human body, but it also had the aura of a strange thing. Upon closer inspection, most of the mysterious power in his body came from a small dark red sword inserted into his body!
Song Xing's eyesight was so good that he could even see the word Zhenwu on the hilt of the sword!
Real sword!
The sword of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect, has an ancient form and is extremely sharp.
When Zhang Sanfeng was in his middle age, he used it to sweep away evil spirits and was powerful in the world. However, in his later years, he rarely used it and it was always enshrined in the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
When he saw Song Xing's eyes fixed on the Zhenwu sword enshrined in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu behind him, Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "It seems that the little friend has really figured it out!" (End of Chapter)
