"Child, why did you come to Shuntian City?"
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ye Long and said kindly.
"Back to the real person, I had nothing to do and traveled to Wudang Mountain. I wanted to go up the mountain to visit your old man, but I found that Wudang had already suffered a disaster... I tracked down all the way and discovered something strange in Shuntian City. When I came out to inquire about the news during the day , met Master Huo and Mr. Tang." Ye Long said respectfully.
"So that's it. It's Wudang's fault that Wudang suffered this disaster. I pity my disciples, but the old Taoist can't even protect their lives. It's the old Taoist's responsibility." Master Zhang felt sad.
He felt heartbroken when he remembered that Wudang Mountain suffered a huge change more than a month ago. About 80% of Wudang Mountain's disciples were massacred and only a few people escaped.
Especially the wife of his beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan, whose whereabouts are unknown now, and whose life or death is unknown. He feels ashamed of his disciples and grandchildren, and his beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, you don't have to be like this. If you have a big feud with Wudang, you will definitely be repaid. Evil people will eventually be punished." Behind Zhang Zhenren, there was also an old man in Taoist robes, holding a whisk in his hand, and he was heartbroken. said.
"Who is this Taoist priest..." Ye Long asked politely.
In fact, he knew that this person was a great master of Wudang who was cultivating in the back mountains of Wudang.
He once served as the master of Wudang Mountain, but then the Seven Heroes of Wudang came out. After Song Yuanqiao became the master of Wudang, the masters of the older generation have retreated to the second line and practiced in the back mountains.
The old Taoist in front of him is Master Zi Yang, who is known as the best swordsman in Wudang Mountain.
Be kind and approachable.
If calculated based on his age, he should be of the same era as Lian Ningshang.
Although he is not much younger than his master Zhang Zhenren, he is actually eighty or ninety years old.
"Poverty Taoist Zi Yang." Master Zi Yang's tone was very gentle. He was humble and polite. After all, he had heard of the rumors about Gobi Twenty, and his martial arts skills were definitely not inferior to his master's.
Although he seems to be young, he has such cultivation, which is really amazing.
Duan Ziyu was a bit more terrifying than the martial arts wizard who had not been seen in Longhu Mountain for thousands of years.
But in today's world, it's hard to tell a person's true age by appearance. Gobi Twenty has never revealed his age, so many people are speculating on how old he is...
"Young man, I have seen Zi Yang." Ye Long also clasped his fists slightly.
Master Ziyang stroked his beard, his eyes full of smiles, but he was shocked inside. Gobi Twenty had already called himself a boy, and he must not be very old at that time.
Not only Zi Yang was shocked, but others were also very surprised.
Only Tang Xiaolan, Lian Nishang and others were not surprised. After all, they had seen the same young man Ye Long's strength as that of Gobi Twenty.
The important thing is that rumors are just rumors. Many people are skeptical about whether Gobi Twenty is as powerful as the rumors say.
"Friends, I am here today to solve the matter in Shuntian City. If you have any clues, you can tell me." Ye Long looked at the other people in the cell, clasped his fists, and said loudly.
"There is a great witch standing next to you, how can we trust you?" Lian Nishang sat in the corner, raised her eyelids and looked at Huang Xuemei next to Ye Long.
Ye Long was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, weren't you once a witch yourself?
This is a crow still laughing at a black pig.
"Little girl, when you said this, didn't you look in the mirror?" Huang Xuemei smoothed the broken hair in front of her forehead, looking at Lian Nishang, who had white hair, with a smile on her lips.
Lian Nishang raised her eyebrows. She already had a hidden weapon in her hand and was about to stab Huang Xuemei.
"Nishang, don't be rude to your seniors." The imposing little Taoist priest next to Lian Nishang held down Lian Nishang's arm and shook his head.
"Go away, does my matter have anything to do with you?" Lian Nishang glared at the little Taoist priest fiercely and said in a cold tone.
However, he also put away the styling pin in his hand.
The little Taoist priest paused and sighed helplessly.
"Senior, please don't argue with her too much. She has been in a bad mood these days."
The little Taoist priest came to Huang Xuemei and said with shame.
He had heard the rumors about Huang Xuemei, the six-fingered piano demon. Even his master Zhang Zhenren had to call her "senior". This was a figure who became famous more than a hundred years ago.
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At that time, Wudang Mountain did not exist yet.
He, Zhuo Yihang, was regarded as a registered disciple of Master Zhang, so it was not an exaggeration to call Huang Xuemei a senior.
And Huang Xuemei's temper was the same as Lian Nishang's. He had a weird temper, was arrogant and unruly, and could kill people if they disagreed. He didn't want Lian Nishang and Huang Xuemei to fight.
The first one must be unbeatable, and the only one who will be humiliated is Lian Nishang.
Second, even if we can fight, we can't fight. Huang Xuemei obviously came with Gobi Twenty. If there is a fight, Gobi Twenty will definitely not stand idly by.
"It's just a little girl, I won't argue with her." Huang Xuemei smiled.
To her, Lian Nishang is just a little girl. She is famous all over the world. When she was traveling in the world, her master Ling Muhua was probably not even born yet...
Huang Xuemei's re-entry into the world did not actually cause an uproar. Even the Sword Saint Wei Le and the Boxing Saint Sanji, who have been famous in the world for hundreds of years, are still alive... Huang Xuemei was the number one female devil in the world more than a hundred years ago. , the best in martial arts in the world, there is no reason to die...and it is rumored that she has withdrawn from the world and lived in seclusion.
But her reputation has been spreading in the world.
Ye Long looked at all this calmly, smiling without saying a word. He felt that there was indeed something in Lian Nishang's heart. Although he still gave people the feeling of being cold and distant, there was always something revealed between his eyebrows. A hint of sadness.
"Master..." Next to Lian Nishang, a beautiful woman in her thirties shouted softly.
"I'm fine." Lian Nishang shook his head, glanced at Huang Xuemei, and said nothing.
Huang Xuemei didn't bother to worry so much.
Just think of a little girl as being unruly and willful.
All she wants now is to catch that little white dog and take it as her own.
"Amitabha, are you confident that the young hero can deal with the demon in Shuntian City?"
One of the Sandu monks sitting in the corner spoke.
The man was blind in one eye, his skin was yellowish, and his hair was white.
If the information is good, then this person should be the Divine Monk of Duere.
The Sandu Divine Monk is a super master hidden in Northern Shaolin. The strength of the three of them is comparable to the Qi training realm. If they also set up the Diamond Subduing Demon Circle at the same time, even Zhang Wuji, who has achieved great success in cultivation, can only lose.
Nowadays, the world has changed. After Ye Long broke the rules, masters in the Qi training realm were born one after another and entered the world again.
This Sandu Divine Monk dared to leave Northern Shaolin. It was obvious that he was very confident in his martial arts skills.
"This must be the Duhe Divine Monk. I have met the senior." Ye Long clasped his fists slightly.
"Amitabha, I don't dare to be a holy monk. The poor monk is Du'e." The holy monk Du'e also hurriedly returned the greeting, obviously already treating Ye Long as a friend of his generation.
In Du'e's view, although Gobi Twenty is young, his martial arts skills are already above those of the older generation, which is very necessary for his peers.
After all, this world is a world where the strong are respected. In this world, whoever has good martial arts skills and strong fists will speak with a strong voice.
Of course, the premise is that everyone is a righteous person.
At least that's what Sandu Divine Monk thinks.
"Master Du'e, I just arrived at Shuntian City, and I still don't know much about the situation in the city. Although I know some information, I still need more advice from the master to make a complete plan." Ye Long said neither humble nor overbearing.
Du'e didn't even dare to call himself a divine monk, and Ye Long stopped being pretentious and simply called him master. Anyway, he had already fulfilled his etiquette.
Originally, Ye Long didn't care about this. His temper was just like that, he acted casually, but in front of his respected master, he still needed to restrain himself and restrain himself...
To show the perfect side of yourself in front of Master, to put it bluntly, it is to show off.
Even though he knew that his master Zhang Zhenren didn't care about any of this, he still did it like a good boy.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, please tell me, no one knows what happened in Wudang that day. Now Zhenzhen asks us for help, and we also provide assistance, but we are trapped in Shuntian City... What should we do next? , we still need a real person to make a decision.”
Taoist Master Chongtian focused his attention on Zhang Sanfeng.
His tone was a little flat, but it seemed as if he was blaming Zhang Sanfeng.
They came to help Zhang Sanfeng, but Zhang Sanfeng didn't tell them the real situation and how powerful the enemy they had to face was... so much so that they ended up being trapped here. Even if they wanted to fight out, Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't allow them.
"Hey, Pindao didn't mean to hide it. Then
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Ripindao is asking for help, hoping that all the elders will come and help Pindao eradicate the demon girl. It's just that now...Pindao lets you stay here for your own good. "
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flickered, and finally he sighed deeply.
"Huh? What does Mr. Zhang mean by this? Could it be that if we take action together, we still can't get rid of the demon girl who slaughtered Wudang with blood?" Taoist Master Chongtian's face became serious.
I thought that this Sanfeng looked down on them too much, especially Longhu Mountain, which has been inherited for more than 1,500 years. He has a profound knowledge and a cloud of masters. He has never seen any monsters and monsters. He, a master of the second level of Qi training realm, personally takes action. , I already look very good at that witch.
There is also the Sandu Divine Monk of Northern Shaolin. The Diamond Subduing Demon Circle is a formation in which masters who enter the second level of the Qi Training Realm will lose. If they enter the Qi Training Realm at the later stage, although they are undefeated, they cannot win and can only be defeated. Sleepy.
There were also masters such as Lian Nishang and Huo Tiandu. He couldn't believe that they couldn't deal with a witch.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, others don't believe it either.
Zhang Sanfeng underestimated them too. Although you, Zhang Sanfeng, are extremely talented in martial arts, it only took you a hundred years to become a martial arts master, which is amazing and respected by the world as Zhenren Zhang. That is a real old monster. , has been hidden from the world... Only then can it be your turn.
Even if you are strong, you can't underestimate us, right?
This is what many people have in mind.
Ye Long curled his lips, and it could be seen from their expressions that this group of people were a little arrogant. Ye Long admitted that everyone in this group of people was very powerful, even Tang Xiaolan and Gu Zhihua's current martial arts skills were not good, but for If they take time to settle down, they will definitely become well-known masters in the martial arts world.
But this group of people...if they really had to face the undead demon girl, they would only be massacred. She was a master in the foundation building stage.
And there are many masters around, even Yuan Chengzhi and the young master are also in Shuntian City, and there is also the rapist and murderer of the Wuse family hiding in the dark.
Besides, the martial arts of these people are similar to that of their master Zhang Zhenren. Their master was seriously injured, so where do they get the confidence to deal with the demon undead tribe?
"Forget it, Pindao will tell you what happened in Wudang Mountain that day." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and sat down again.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord..." Master Zi Yang also sighed, recalling what happened that day, his heart was filled with sadness.
Ye Long sat down next to Zhang Sanfeng. He also wanted to know what happened that day. Was it the witch from the undead clan alone, or was the young master and Yuan Chengzhi involved...
But when he sat down, he naturally held Zhang Sanfeng's somewhat old right hand.
He needed to heal his master.
The internal injuries he suffered could not be treated by Jiuyang Gong, but Ye Long, who had already entered the ninth level of Shenzhao Gong, could.
The Divine Illumination Sutra is so heaven-defying, it is a magical tool for healing!
Except for those who are really serious thieves, no matter what the injury is, they can be treated.
Ye Long is looking forward to it now. If he reaches the ultimate level of Shenzhao Gong and reaches the fifteenth level, will he really be able to live and die with human flesh and white bones?
Others also looked at Zhang Sanfeng with serious faces, eager to know the real reason why Wudang Mountain was bloodbathed.
You must know that Wudang Mountain was once the martial arts master of the Central Plains.
In today's Yuan Kingdom, Ming Dynasty, Early Qing Dynasty and later Qing Dynasty, they all have a very high status, and the court dare not provoke them.
Even the ancient sects recognized the power of Wudang. After all, Wudang had Zhang Sanfeng, a rising star. In just one hundred years, Wudang surpassed many older masters who had been rumored for a long time.
But now, the Wudang Mountain sect was bloodbathed, with very few people escaping, and even martial arts master Zhang Sanfeng was seriously injured.
Who has this ability and the courage? Aren't you afraid that the righteous people in the world will gather together to attack you?
"That day..." Zhang Sanfeng collected his emotions and said slowly.
His tone was full of melancholy and sorrow, and even after the whole incident was finished, there were tears in his eyes.
Seeing his disciples, disciples, and grandchildren die in the hands of those people, but he was powerless, which made him feel that life was worse than death.
Ye Long felt Zhang Sanfeng's deep sense of powerlessness, and others also felt it.
If it were Ye Long, he would not have been able to prevent Wudang from being bloodbathed that day, because the enemy was really too powerful.
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