April 15th, sunset, almost dusk.
Nearly two days have passed since April 13th. The 13th is the day when Wudang appoints a new leader, and today is the ceremony for the new leader to take the throne.
The leader, Shi Yan, has not appointed a new leader. Just yesterday, Shi Yan passed away suddenly, but the new leader already has a candidate.
Today, the new leader's enthronement ceremony was held as scheduled.
Lu Xiaofeng was very tired... That night, he rushed to Ghost Villa overnight, but there was no trace of anyone there; when he rushed back to the stone room in Wudang, Liu Qingqing, Gouzi, cousin and others also disappeared.
In the past two days, he has been looking for the people in Ghost Villa everywhere, but unfortunately there is no clue and no trace left.
It wasn't until this moment that he figured out that he had been used by others, his identity as a spy, his plan with Tiejian and others... were actually all part of Mu Daoren's plan.
Shi Hening's laughter before his death was not self-deprecating, but rather mocking him for being ridiculous.
As dusk fell, Huamanlou's voice sounded outside the house: "Today is the ceremony for Zhenren Mu's official accession to the throne. No matter what doubts you have, you should go and congratulate him now."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, thinking that a person who should have been punished instead became the new leader of Wudang, he felt really uncomfortable, and he thought that he was being manipulated...
This feeling is even more uncomfortable.
The lights in the main hall were brilliant, as bright as day, and the number of guests arriving was beyond what could be compared to the day before yesterday. In addition to Emei, Kongkong, Diancang, Yandang, Huashan, Shaolin, Beggar Clan and the three major aristocratic families, Tianqinmen, Nanhai Islands, dozens of large and small sects and gangs all sent people to send congratulatory gifts.
If we add the people in the green forest and the many escort agencies around the world, the number of people who come to congratulate us with gifts exceeds 300.
Wearing a purple gold crown on his head and a seven-star sword on his waist, Mu Zhenren looked majestic and noble under the support of many guests. In the past, the unruly lifestyle and the sloppy old ways of playing games have disappeared.
Mu Zhen is now the head of the Wudang Sect and will never allow others to slight him.
But today, it seems that he is not the protagonist. The real protagonist is sitting at a table alone and is being watched by everyone in the hall.
Maybe not everyone dared to stare at him for a moment, but casual glances were what most people did.
As for the reason, Lu Xiaofeng could certainly guess it, but what the result would be was not something he dared to guess.
Lu Xiaofeng straightened up her appearance, showed a smile on her face, and strode towards Mu Zhenren...
A long bow: "Congratulations to Master Mu for being crowned the leader. Congratulations to Lu Xiaofeng."
Mu Zhen's face was flushed, as if he were decades younger, and he seemed to be back in his prime. He smiled happily, held Lu Xiaofeng's arms, and said, "The friendship between you and me is not worthy of such a grand gift."
Lu Xiaofeng forced a smile and said: "Zhenren has gone through countless hardships, and today he finally got what he wanted. Taoist Mu is already Zhenren Mu, but Lu Xiaofeng is still Lu Xiaofeng. When it comes to friendship, Lu Xiaofeng can't reach a higher level."
His words were full of sarcasm, and it was just a sarcasm to say that he couldn't reach a high level despite all the hardships.
Mu Zhenren smiled and said: "Why make fun of the old Taoist."
His hands were already loosened, but Mu Zhenren patted his shoulders three times very kindly...
At the first blow, Lu Xiaofeng felt an irresistible force falling on his shoulders, almost knocking him to his knees.
With the second strike, Lu Xiaofeng had concentrated all her strength on his shoulders, but she still almost shattered the entire bone of his arm. By the third blow, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't. Just when he was about to scream... this time it was very soft, very soft!
But with a "pop" sound, the stone slab where he was standing suddenly cracked.
At this last moment, the strength seemed to have passed through his body and poured directly into the stone slab from his feet.
Although he did not suffer any pain from the third blow, heavy cold sweat broke out on his forehead and face.
Just by those three 'gently' touches, Lu Xiaofeng felt an unspeakable fear in her heart. Only now did he realize that Mu Taoist's martial arts had reached such a terrifying level.
If we say that besides Ran Yi and Ye Gucheng, he is definitely the third person who can defeat Ximen Chuixue.
Mu Zhenren whispered: "You have always been nosy. This matter has nothing to do with you, but you interfered anyway. Lu Xiaofeng prides himself on being smart, but in fact, in the eyes of the wise, you are just a chess piece that can be manipulated at will."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and couldn't say anything. He had become the most ridiculous person.
Mu Zhenren smiled and said: "You think they betrayed me, but in fact they just performed a show with you. So what if I let you know who I am? What can you do to me?"
Random stood beside the two of them at some point. The smile on his face was deep and he seemed very happy.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and said, "Are you here to make fun of me too?"
Ranyi smiled and said: "Actually, I don't understand why I haven't killed you. I obviously hate you... Now I finally understand the reason why I don't kill you."
Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask why, because he didn't dare to ask.
But Mu Zhenren asked with a smile: "Then why don't you kill him?"
Ran Ran smiled and said: "Because he is interesting. If we kill him, this world will be meaningless."
Mu Zhenren laughed and said: "Hahahaha, that's it, that's it!"
Ran Ran looked at him and said, "It's time for me to go."
Mu Zhen said: "Don't you want to stay one night?"
Ran Ran glanced at the hall, shook his head and said, "No, there are already many people waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain."
Mu Zhenren nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you down the mountain."
Randomly said: "You should have sent me down the mountain, don't forget, there is actually someone waiting for you outside the hall."
Mu Zhenren was stunned and asked: "Will she really appear?"
He smiled randomly and said, "We'll find out when we go down and take a look."
Lu Xiaofeng watched the two men turn around without moving, and then watched their backs slowly walk away from the hall. Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed curiously.
He didn't understand the conversation between the two. Is there anyone waiting for Taoist Mu outside the hall? Who is she?
The two walked out of the main hall, then walked through the vast courtyard and walked towards the gate of the Taoist temple... Not only Lu Xiaofeng was following them, but hundreds of people followed them.
Outside, the trees were lush and the spring grass was already deep. Among the grass and trees, there were suddenly two rays of light.
It was a pair of shining eyes. Both Mu Zhen and Yi Yi noticed it, and then they saw a man wearing white linen mourning clothes jumping out from the bushes.
In his hand was an unsheathed sword. The tip of the sword was pointed at Mu Zhenren's heart, and the sword had already pierced it.
Mu Zhenren held the Seven Star Sword. He did not draw the sword, but stretched out his hand to hold the sword's edge.
He looked at the woman in white with some surprise. In addition to shock, his eyes were filled with relief... There was no anger, no sadness, no pain, and in the end there was only relief.
The sword was motionless, Ye Xue couldn't pull it out, and refused to let go: "You don't have to die well, I want to kill you, I must kill you."
Mu Zhenren smiled and said: "I am not angry, but very happy. Today is the happiest day in my life."
Ranyi smiled, walked closer and said, "He is your father, he is the old swordsman."
"You...you..." Ye Xue's eyes widened suddenly. She looked at the other pair of smiling eyes, as if she found something familiar.
Mu Zhen said: "I'm sorry, you can't call me Dad, but I am your father and you are also my daughter."
