After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's narration, everyone was silent. Some people even sighed and sighed in their hearts.
Zhang Sanfeng asked them to stay here, and he was indeed saving them. If he really went out rashly and caused trouble for the witch, they would really be wiped out.
After all, the gap is not just a tiny bit, it's a matter of hitting an egg against a stone and not overestimating one's abilities.
It turned out that on that day, the disciples of Wudang Mountain were still living the same life.
Getting up in the morning to practice martial arts is a necessary course.
Then meditate, listen to Taoism, and practice in seclusion.
That day was originally a peaceful day, and nothing special happened throughout the day.
Until the sky gradually darkens.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, the beautiful sound of the flute and the harsh singing were heard.
What about singing and flutes? It spread to the Wudang Sect and reached the ears of many people.
The moment the flute and song sounded, Zhang Sanfeng, who was in retreat in Wuliang Cave, noticed the strange attack in the flute and song.
Without thinking much, he ended the short retreat, left the retreat place, and came to the Zixiao Palace.
"Who is visiting Wudang? Why don't you show up and meet him?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and stared at the mountain gate, as if there was a peerless master there that he was extremely afraid of.
At this time, figures flickered in the back mountain. A dozen elders who were cultivating in the back mountain, as well as the direct disciples of each elder, gathered behind Zhang Sanfeng and stared at the Wudang Mountain Gate with solemn expressions.
for they also heard the sound of flutes and songs.
Although the sound of the flute is pleasant, the singing is very harsh.
"It's going to rain. If the baby gets married, it's going to rain. There's no way to hell..."
A series of harsh songs enveloped the entire Wudang Mountains.
"Master, there may be something wrong with this flute song. I feel like I have a splitting headache." A Wudang elder looked a little pale and couldn't help but cover his ears.
This Wudang elder has just broken through to a super-first-class master, and is unable to block the sonic attack of Undead Overture.
Other elders also echoed, saying that not only did their heads hurt, but they were also a little dizzy.
The direct disciples of those elders were even more miserable, some even lost their minds and became a little confused.
"Hold your breath and concentrate, and use your inner strength to force the sound out of your body." Zhang Sanfeng frowned, then took a deep breath, and the Nine Yang Gong was activated, forming a wall of air around him.
He was a little surprised and didn't understand what this method was. Logically speaking, sonic attacks are not like this, such as the lion's roar technique. The sound of the flute and song are not high and deafening, but they can directly hit the sea of consciousness of people. This is Zhang Sanfeng's first Encountered this sonic attack once.
This reminded him of the soul attacks recorded in the ancient books of Qi Practitioners.
Those Wudang elders and sober disciples also followed suit and quickly activated their Qi, blocking out the beautiful flute sounds and harsh singing.
With the release of their true energy, they felt that their heads were a little clearer, and the pain also dissipated a little.
Of course, this is also the person who secretly played the prelude to the undead, and he just didn't exert any force.
"Master Zhang of Wudang is indeed worthy of his reputation. You have reached such a level. You are probably the first person in this martial arts world." A calm voice sounded. Although his tone was calm, he praised Zhang Sanfeng without reservation.
Then several figures walked in from the gate of Wudang Mountain.
The leader was the man in white who was later drained of his inner strength by Ye Long. In his hand, he also held a white flute.
And that flute sound was played by him.
Next to the man in white is a man in black robe. Next to the man in black is Situ Bu and Yuan Chengzhi, who were supposed to be at the helm of the beggar gang in the late Qing Dynasty.
To the left of the man in white, there are two twin men with shaved heads and red magic patterns on their heads.
Hearing the man's praise, a group of Wudang disciples thought he was talking nonsense. If Master Zhang was not strong, he could become a martial arts master. Would everyone call him Master Zhang when they saw him?
"Let's go!" Zhang Sanfeng shouted in a solemn tone.
Seeing these six people appear at the same time, and feeling the vigorous energy contained in the bodies of the four of them, he already had a premonition that something was wrong.
These people obviously came with bad intentions, and they were all extremely powerful men. He could stop a few of them, but the Wudang elders and disciples behind him could not.
"Real person!" The expressions of the elders behind Zhang Sanfeng changed drastically.
This was the first time they saw such a solemn expression on Master Zhang's face.
Even when the five major factions besieged Wudang, he remained calm and calm in the face of danger.
And these six people came with bad intentions, which made Zhang Zhenren feel extremely troublesome.
It can be seen that those people on the opposite side are definitely the best among the masters.
"Come on, Wudang Mountain is facing a disaster today, we can't all die here." Zhang Sanfeng secretly sent a message to the Wudang elders.
After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, the expressions of the elders were even more shocked. Master Zhang actually mentioned the word "death". Doesn't Master Zhang have the confidence to deal with these unkind people?
Although the Wudang disciples were worried, their hearts were heavy.
But no one left, they all stood in front of Zixiao Palace with their heads held high.
"Master, I don't know if these people are friends or foes. Let's ask them what they want to do first, right?" An elder came to Zhang Sanfeng's side and whispered.
This person's cultivation has reached the first level of the Qi Training Realm. He is an unparalleled strong man who has been cultivating for a long time, and his boxing skills are unrivaled in the world today.
Of course, this is under the condition that the Boxing Saint never comes out.
This man was not a Wudang elder before. Later, after Zhang Sanfeng founded the Wudang Sect, this man also joined Wudang, and then he could not go out in seclusion and had been cultivating in secret.
When he joined Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts skills were still slightly inferior to his.
This fully illustrates how terrifying this elder's martial arts skills are.
After the elder finished speaking, he stepped forward before Zhang Sanfeng could speak, "I wonder why you came to Wudang Mountain."
He spoke politely and did not question directly.
If it were another sect, not to mention a big fight, they would not look good on the people in white.
After all, they broke into the mountain gate directly from the bottom of the mountain.
"We are only looking for two people. If Master Zhang is willing to give these two people away, we will leave immediately and will never disturb the rest of the Taoist priests." The man in white had a warm smile on his lips and clasped his fists slightly.
"I wonder who the person you are looking for is? Could it be that he is my Wudang disciple?" the elder asked in surprise.
He is asking questions knowingly, but others are too late
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He came uninvited and broke into the mountain gate. Even the elders of Qianxiu in the back mountain and the reclusive Master Zhang were alarmed. If he was not looking for Wudang, how could he be looking for Emei?
Even if he already has a clear understanding in his heart, he still has to pretend to be confused at this time.
"It is Wudang disciples. One is Song Qingshu, the son of Song Yuanqiao, the current head of Wudang. The other is Zhang Wuji, the son of Zhang Wuxia, the Seven Heroes of Wudang. If Master Zhang can hand over these two to us, we will retreat from the mountain. . After all, no one wants to cause innocent casualties. Mr. Zhang, do you think so?" The man in white curled his lips slightly and focused on Zhang Sanfeng.
At this time, most of the Wudang Mountain disciples were awakened, and many Wudang disciples had slowly gathered in the entire Zixiao Palace.
Except for Zhang Cuishan and the crippled Yu Daiyan, the Seven Heroes of Wudang have all arrived, and Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji are among them.
At this time, Zhang Wuji had lost all his youthfulness and was still a young man in his twenties.
He is majestic and talented, and does not come across as indecisive as in the original work.
It may be that Ye Long's arrival created a butterfly effect and made Zhang Wuji become more resolute.
If Ye Long were here at this time, they would find that the young Zhang Wuji practiced martial arts hard in Wudang Mountain and obtained the Nine Suns Scripture that Ye Long passed on to him. Now his martial arts cultivation has actually reached a super first-class level, even faintly There are signs of a breakthrough.
Next to Zhang Wuji was Yin Susu, who looked worried.
Since Jiangzhou was taken back by the Yuan Dynasty, Yin Susu has been living in Wudang Mountain during this period, but the feelings in her heart have been tormenting her. Not only does she not look better, but she feels haggard.
This is a heart disease for which there is no cure.
In fact, Ye Long didn't know that the person who poisoned him the most was Yin Susu!
Back when his medicine basket physique was not stimulated, Yin Susu's mind was influenced by Lu Xuening, which made her deeply obsessed with Ye Long, and she cannot forget it until now.
After hearing what the man in white said, Master Zhang and the Wudang elders' expressions darkened.
Whether it is Song Qingshu or Zhang Wuji, they are both the treasures of Wudang Mountain today.
Although Song Qingshu's martial arts talent is not as outstanding as Zhang Wuji's, he is still a rare talent. He has become a first-class master in his early twenties. Given time, he will definitely be the mainstay of Wudang Mountain in the future.
Zhang Wuji's talent is even more outstanding. He is simply a martial arts idiot. His martial arts skills have improved rapidly, and he has even surpassed many elders. Even Zhang Wuji's direct disciples are not as good as Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji's training will be Wudang Mountain's absolutely powerful backer. With him, Wudang Mountain will continue to develop and grow.
For Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji was not suitable to be the leader, but he was born for martial arts. In the future, the important task of guarding Wudang Mountain would fall on Zhang Wuji.
As for Song Qingshu, his martial arts talent is also considered top-notch. Although there is a gap between him and Zhang Wuji, his ability to do things is very perfect, and his way of dealing with people is also very reasonable.
Song Qingshu, Zhang Sanfeng trained him as the next generation of Wudang leader.
Now, these six peerless masters with unknown origins are trying to take away Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji by name. Isn't this blocking Wudang's future?
Let alone Zhang Sanfeng, not even the elders and disciples of Wudang would agree.
"I wonder where you are from?" Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and stared at the man in white.
"Don't say it, don't say it. Mr. Zhang, as a martial arts master, I respect you. As for the proposal I just made, you should give me the next reply." The man in white shook his head and scanned the crowd. , as if looking for Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu.
"No matter what, where is the evil person? His idea is to attack Wudang. If you understand, leave quickly, otherwise...don't blame me, a Wudang disciple, for being rude."
Before Zhang Sanfeng could speak, Mo Shenggu had already stood up and shouted angrily.
"You are really given a way to live and you don't take it, but you choose a dead end." Situ, the young master, sneered and sneered mercilessly.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, don't you say a word?" the man in white urged again.
Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Situ Bu who was speaking, and his eyes stayed on Yuan Chengzhi for a while before looking at the man in white.
"Wuji and Qingshu are my Wudang disciples. I wonder how the two of them angered a few people and insisted on taking him away?"
"No, they didn't make us angry. It's just that this young master has taken a liking to him and needs his help. There is also that boy Song Qingshu. He is physically weak, but his mind is ruthless enough. Someone needs him." The young master shook his head.
"I'm afraid Pindao can't agree to your request." Zhang Sanfeng also shook his head.
He couldn't guess who these people were. Although he already had a guess in his mind, he was not sure. In short, if you don't even dare to reveal your identity, you are definitely not a good person.
He didn't know why these people took Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu away. From what that person said, he knew it was not a good thing if he wasn't a fool.
So he flatly refused.
"It's such a pity. Since Master Zhang won't hand over Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu, I have to find them myself." The man in white sighed and said with some heartache.
"Young Master, Yuan Chengzhi, you go find Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu. Heitie, Heitong, you stop Zhang Sanfeng. There is no way, the others will be left to you, and we will fight quickly."
The man in white gave the order directly.
"Yes, Master Seventeen."
Five people, including the man in black robes, including the young master, responded in unison, and then rushed towards their opponents.
The war is about to break out.
The whole Wudang Mountain sounded the overture of the dead again.
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"What's next?" Ye Long couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhang Sanfeng stopped.
The war started immediately, but my master didn't even say anything.
Although he already knew the result... Wudang Mountain was defeated miserably and was bloodbathed... but he still couldn't help but want to ask.
Those are six masters in the late stages of Qi training. What can Wudang Mountain do to stop them? Even if they come out in full force, they will sweep them away.
But Ye Long is also sure of one thing, the young master and Yuan Chengzhi are in Shuntian City. Their purpose in capturing Zhang Wuji and Song Yuanqiao was probably to forcefully occupy their bodies.
And the man in white, whom the young master and others called Master Seventeen, should be the man who drained his inner strength and cultivated himself.
Master Seventeen must have a high status among the demons. After all, the young masters of the Death Knight Legion must obey his orders.
This man in white has a powerful identity.
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Then doesn’t that breathtakingly beautiful woman have a more powerful identity?
"There is no follow-up... That weird singing and flute sound controlled the entire Wudang Mountain disciples. The Wudang disciples killed each other, and there were countless casualties among the disciples. The elders also attacked each other, and nearly ten people died." Zi Yang The real person wiped the tears from his eyes and said calmly.
"The real person fought against the six masters with one person's power, and created a way for Wudang disciples to survive. One-third of the disciples escaped. However, a woman whose body seemed to be invisible and phantom appeared in the end, and it only took more than ten rounds. He injured the real person, and the real person also tried his best to seriously injure him, and killed the black iron and black copper in front of the Zixiao Palace."
"In the end, Zhenzhen was so weak that he was unable to fight any more. He could only watch helplessly as those people took away Wuji and Qingshu."
Master Zi Yang's tone was trembling as he told everyone what happened next.
"Now you know why Zhang Sanfeng asked you to hide here, right? How could you, the rotten fish and shrimps, be the opponents of that old monster?" Huang Xuemei curled her lips and looked at the people in the cell. He struck mercilessly.
This time no one refuted, even Lian Nishang, who had a bad temper, did not speak. Everyone was silent.
Zhang Zhenren can stand alone against the six powerful men in the late stages of Qi training... This is like an existence like an invincible master.
But this invincible master was still defeated by a woman. That woman only used a dozen moves.
"In the late stage of the Qi training realm... six of them appeared at the same time. Even in the Martial League, there are not so many masters! Could it be that the disappeared Qi practitioners have appeared again?" After a long time, Tang Xiaolan said in shock.
"Impossible, there is Yuan Chengzhi among those six people! You must have heard the rumors about Hailong Island. Yuan Chengzhi used the blood sacrifice formation to kill a large number of people in the world just to open the iron box. Now Yuan Chengzhi and those People being together must have something to do with the iron box. As for the identities of those people, you should find out about the seven members of the Martial Alliance."
Ye Long shook his head and said solemnly.
He knew the identities of those people, but he couldn't tell them because the matter was too secretive. If he said too much, everyone's eyes would focus on him.
But it would be great if the seven members of the Martial Alliance revealed the secret of the iron box. Or speaking of the old man next to him...
"Pindao also made the same guess after meeting Yuan Chengzhi. Do you still remember the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Xiaoyaozi?" Zhang Sanfeng asked calmly.
"Xiaoyaozi, I know." Huo Tiandu, who was dressed as a prison chief, frowned and said in a deep voice.
Xiaoyaozi is definitely a person who defies heaven, even more terrifying than Zhang Sanfeng, but he disappeared a hundred years ago and is nowhere to be found. He doesn't know why Zhang Sanfeng mentioned Xiaoyaozi.
"Hey, forget it, let me tell you about it." Taoist priest Chongtian finally couldn't hold it in anymore when he saw Zhang Sanfeng mentioning Xiaoyaozi. He originally wanted to hide it, but he couldn't. When he was on Hailong Island, , in front of Gobi Twenty and Liu Yiru, he had already told everything about the iron box.
And there are so many people watching and listening.
Ye Long smiled slightly, thinking that this old Taoist priest finally didn't want to hide it anymore?
The sects of all of you sitting here are the Longhushan and Emei sects with the longest inheritance. The founder of the Emei sect, Guo Xiang, is obviously a trickster to his own disciples and a demon. Naturally, he will not leak the iron box. out.
Then only Longhushan knows about the iron box.
After hearing Taoist Master Chongtian's words, everyone's eyes focused on him.
Except for Huang Xuemei and Ye Long, these two people had already heard from Liu Yiru and Taoist Chongtian when they were on Hailong Island.
Taoist Master Chongtian's lecture lasted for an hour, and his mouth was really dry.
His words also made the people in the cell stunned for a moment.
But Huo Tiandu is better off. After all, he knows a little bit about Xiaoyaozi, because a hundred years ago, he was middle-aged... Although he couldn't participate in it, he had heard about it.
As for the other people, they all looked like they had seen a ghost.
They really didn't expect that the mission of the seven martial alliance families was to suppress Iron Box, and that Lu Tianxia, who was notorious in the world... turned out to be the trigger for the appearance of Iron Box!
Also, the Holy Lord is just a body? A soulless body, still alive and causing harm to women in the world, isn't it really haunted?
What a nonsense.
But Taoist Master Chongtian is the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. He can pinch, calculate and fight. He is highly respected and must not lie to others.
Even Zhang Sanfeng was sighing. He had just been born not long ago... When he grew up, he heard his master mention it, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time. It wasn't until the news about Hailong Island came out and he saw Yuan Chengzhi again that he thought of it. Together.
He also didn't expect that this matter would be so complicated.
Are the people who captured Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu the same evil organizations who want to open the iron box?
Lu Tianxia is actually looking for his soul? Is this the legendary qigong practitioner's method?
Zhang Sanfeng realized that there was a new continent in front of him.
"This world is so wonderful. In the past, my martial arts was low, my cultivation level was poor, and I couldn't access higher levels. Now I can access it, but it's shocking. This unknown secret... If I tell it, it will cause chaos in the world. Ah. I am afraid no one will believe that a single person has no soul but can be alive and harming women all over the world." Huang Xuemei couldn't help but marvel.
Every time the Iron Box appears, one of the Seven Families of the Martial Alliance suppresses it, so not much news about the Iron Box comes out... It’s just that this time on Hailong Island, the Iron Box incident stirred up the situation, and too many people knew about it. If you want to hide it, Wu Meng can't hide it even if you want to.
In fact, Wu Meng could still hide it, just don't let Ye Long know about it. However, Wu Meng thought he was the one who opened the third iron box, and there were still people who wanted to kill him. As a result, countless martial arts people came to Hai Long. It would be fine if everyone on the island was dead, but there were still many people who survived.
This also leads to the fact that paper can never cover the fire, there will always be news leaked out, and smart people can think of many things when they think about it.
"Haha, you will feel that this world will be even more wonderful in the future." Ye Long curled his lips and said coldly. I thought that if you knew that these people come from other star fields and continents, this world is just a small world created by one person, and you might all be dummies created by that person's meditation, then you wouldn't be scared to death.
"The identities of these people are now clear. Should we notify the people in the Wu League and let them deal with these people?" Jin Shiyi suddenly asked.
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