"Qin Xiangzi of the Divine Feet Sect congratulates Perfected Zhang on his great fortune.”
"Guo Sanquan of Immortal Fist Position Sect and his disciples congratulate Immortal Zhang on his longevity.”
……
As soon as Zhang Sanfeng walked into the hall, some of the guests with sharp eyes immediately recognized him.
He immediately cupped his fists and congratulated him.
"Haha, please take a seat. Thank you for coming here to celebrate my birthday.”
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled.
Even though he liked everything to be simple, he was still a little happy to have so many people come to congratulate him on his birthday.
However, he was most concerned about his youngest disciple.
He swept his gaze over but did not find the person.
Zhang Sanfeng asked Song Yuanqiao in a low voice,
"Where is Little Eighth?”
Song Yuanqiao scratched his head and said,"Master, Little Junior Brother hasn't returned yet." I don't know where he is for the time being."
"Foolish!"
" Why don't you seven Senior Brothers go out with Lil Eight?" Zhang Sanfeng glared at him." He's still young and doesn't know the dangers of Jianghu."”
Song Yuanqiao felt aggrieved.
There were indeed many risks in the martial world, but Little Junior Brother was too strong.
Even if the seven of them attacked together, they might not be able to defeat him.
Moreover, their junior brother had come to Jiangnan with a crane. They wanted to follow him, but they couldn't!
Just as he was feeling wronged.
Outside the main hall, a Daoist child walked in and presented a name card.
Song Yuanqiao's eyes and hands were quick as he quickly took it over. He saw the post: "Yin Susu, a descendant of the Heavenly Eagle Cult, congratulates Perfected Zhang on his longevity.”
When he opened the gift list, he couldn't help but be shocked.
There were more than ten pieces of gold paper with a total of 200 gifts written on them. The first was a jade lion, the second was a jade horsetail whisk, and behind the countless jewels, there were nearly 1,000 martial arts manuals…
"The Heavenly Eagle Cult and our Wudang Sect are completely different. Why would they send so many valuable gifts to our doorstep?”
Song Yuanqiao frowned.
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said nothing.
He himself did not have the concept of orthodox cults, but the Heavenly Eagle Cult was after all from a demonic cult, so it was really puzzling for them to suddenly congratulate him on his birthday.
"A guest from afar. Farbridge, go and welcome them."
Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment and said.
He didn't need to reject them when they came to congratulate him on his birthday.
Soon, a handsome young master in white walked in with two or three people.
She had a white jade folding fan on her waist. She walked towards Zhang Sanfeng and greeted him politely,"
"Yin Susu greets Perfected Zhang. May Perfected Zhang live as long as the South Mountain.”
"There's no need to be so polite." Zhang Sanfeng smiled.
Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly and said,""I wonder why our friends from the Heavenly Eagle Cult have sent so many gifts?”
He could not be blamed for this.
Wudang Sect was a righteous sect, while the Heavenly Eagle Cult was considered half a cult. The two sects usually did not interact with each other.
It would be a lie if Song Yuanqiao wasn't wary of the gift this time.
"Great Swordsman Song, Perfected Zhang is a martial arts grandmaster.”
" Thank you, Mr. Chen." Yin Susu cupped her fists and said," We owe you a debt of gratitude. I'm here to give you the gift you promised."”
Only then did Song Yuanqiao come to a realization. So it was Little Junior Brother who lured him out.
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled. He was also a little curious about what his little disciple had done. The word 'mister' was not casually called out.
But now was not the time for small talk.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled amicably and said,""My disciple hasn't returned to the mountain yet.”
Yin Susu bowed sweetly and brought Bai Guishou and the others to sit in a corner.
However, the guests around him all looked disgusted.
He hurriedly distanced himself from Yin Susu and the others, afraid that others would say that their noble sect had some connection with the evil sect.
Of course, they wouldn't be so arrogant as to tell Yin Susu and the others to scram.
Firstly, they couldn't beat him. Secondly, he did not want to get into trouble for no reason.
In the eyes of Bai Guishou and the others, they felt extremely aggrieved.
Yin Susu was the one who insisted on coming up the mountain to celebrate their birthday. Otherwise, why would they sit together with a group of sanctimonious people?
Now, they didn't even dislike him, but this group of people disliked him first.
"Alright, this is Perfected Zhang's birthday.”
Yin Susu waved her folding fan and tried to suppress the anger in her heart.
She was decisive and clear-cut in her actions. Normally, she would have pulled out her weapon and killed these people.
But when he thought of Chen Changsheng, he knew that he could not cause trouble for the other party today, so he could only suppress his anger.
As a result, it was peaceful for a while.
But after a while.
Someone next to him, who seemed to have drunk too much, shouted with a drunken face,
"Your Wudang Sect is trying to gain fame by deceiving the world and creating a legend about immortals. Half of the Iron Fist Gang's disciples left and said that they wanted to come to Wudang Sect to seek immortals. However, there are no immortals in the world.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene gradually became quiet.
Many of the guests who came today were from other sects. In the past, it was still considered good.
However, the reputation of the WuTang Sect had been too high recently, attracting many people.
Not only did they lose many new disciples, even the disciples who had already joined the sect had some thoughts of leaving.
Breaking a person's orthodoxy was equivalent to killing one's parents!
Even if the danger wasn't great now, it couldn't be prevented in the future!
There were also some guests who stood up to refute, but they were stopped by their good friends.
Today's situation was clearly not unintentional, but someone had deliberately done it.
It was obvious from the silence that they didn't dare to show their faces.
Song Yuanqiao frowned and looked at the few people who spoke with deep meaning in his eyes.
Although he had guessed that someone would use the topic to flare up today, he couldn't help but be furious at his master's birthday.
However, just as he was about to retort, a delicate voice suddenly said,"Who came to Wudang to beg for food? Could it be a beggar?”
Everyone shifted their gaze over and saw the white-robed boy leading the Heavenly Eagle Cult.
The Iron Fist Gang members were even more furious." Evil and heretical. How can you interrupt the words of our righteous sects?"”
"Hehe. I'm not sure. Today is Perfected Zhang's birthday, and everyone who comes is a guest. If you don't want to be with us evil people, wouldn't it be better for you to get off the mountain?”
Yin Susu immediately retaliated with her silver teeth.
Another person stood up and said sarcastically,"Could it be that the immortal from Wudang Sect is colluding with the Heavenly Eagle Cult? As expected of an immortal.”
"Bai Guishou, slap me!"
Yin Susu's eyes gleamed coldly. Hearing this person speak ill of Chen Changsheng, she slapped her folding fan on the table and could no longer suppress her anger.
"Understood!" Bai Guishou was already unhappy. He immediately rushed forward after receiving the order.
However, at this moment, several people appeared around the person who spoke in a strange tone and blocked in front of him.
Some of the guests stayed far away when they saw this.
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were preparing to go over and pull the two sides apart.
At this moment, a few leaves suddenly shot over and hit the bodies of the people with the strange tone.
These people seemed to have been hit hard and couldn't move at all.
The Wudang Seven Heroes were a little stunned. They did not know who had used a few leaves to beat these people to the ground and make them unable to move.
At this moment, a figure dashed out and landed in front of Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master, I'm not late, am I?"
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