Shaolin went up the mountain with a swagger.
The remaining few hundred people were immersed in the poignant story behind Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber.
"This trip was in vain! He couldn't go to Wudang Mountain, and there was no point in finding the Dragon Slaying Saber. He might as well go back!”
"Together! Let's go together!"
When they found out that the legend of the Dragon Slaying Saber was just fake news deliberately spread by someone, many of the martial artists present shook their heads. Many of them even had the intention to leave a sect like the Five Poison Sect that licked blood from their blades.
The people who went up to Wudang Mountain were all from the righteous sects. If they went up after untying their swords, it was uncertain whether they could come down. At this time, no one would joke about their lives.
"Young Hero Bai, please pass on the message that the entire Five Poison Sect wishes Perfected Zhang a long life of two hundred years! It's just that I have something to do in the sect, so I won't be going to Wudang this time!”
"Definitely! Take care, everyone!"
Some of the Five Poison Sect's Sect Masters walked forward and cupped their hands at Bai Lan before turning around to leave.
Bai Lan did not stop him. He could not wait for everyone in front of him to leave.
With the Five Poison Sect taking the lead, more than a dozen sects scattered and left.
A group of people went up the mountain, and another group left. After splitting up, there were only three to four hundred people left.
At this moment.
Many people suddenly walked out from the crowd and gathered together. The temples of the few people in the lead were bulging. One look and one could tell that they were people with profound cultivation.
They walked up together, and the six of them couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten.
The large sects such as Shaolin only brought about thirty people. This wave in front of them had at least a hundred people, and all of them were murderous. They did not seem to be easy to deal with.
Bai Lan's expression was normal as her gaze landed on the person in the lead.
Yang Dingtian walked over and cupped his fists."Young Hero Bai, please. Ming Cult's Yang Dingtian sends his regards to Perfected Zhang. I wish that he will not grow old for a thousand years and that he will live in spring for ten thousand years!”
"Cult Master Yang is too polite. Are you going up the mountain this time, or?"
Bai Lan said lightly and returned the greeting.
This scene made Yang Dingtian praise him in his heart. What a graceful young hero who was neither servile nor overbearing!
One must know.
The Ming Cult's name was well-known in the martial world. The Left and Right Envoys of Light, the Four Great Guardians, the Five Rogues, the Four Sect Masters of Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, and Banner Lords of the Five Elements were all decisive and ruthless people. They were out-and-out demonic sects in the eyes of the righteous path.
Among them, Sect Leader Yang Dingtian was a formidable and fierce man of his generation, and his reputation was illustrious.
This time, one-third of the Ming Cult's main force had come. It would not be a problem for them to wipe out a small sect.
With more than a hundred people standing together, even a sect leader would change his expression when he saw them. However, the youth in front of him was calm as usual, neither servile nor overbearing. This made Yang Xiao and the others envious. Why couldn't their Ming Cult produce a young hero like Bai Lan?
"Hahaha!"
Yang Dingtian laughed heartily and said," Perfected Zhang's cultivation is profound. As juniors, we admire him in our hearts. Naturally, we have to go up the mountain to ask for a cup of wine!"”
Then, he waved his hand and ordered,""I belong to the Ming Cult and comprehend the sword!"
"Yes, sir!"
As Yang Dingtian's voice faded, the hundred over people handed over their weapons at the same time and unsheathed their swords to ascend the mountain.
This group of people was majestic, and their courage to not fear the righteous path of the world made many people's expressions change.
More people chose to leave at this moment.
They did not have such a big lineup like the Ming Cult, so they were naturally unwilling to get involved in this mess.
Soon after.
A strange person came in front of Bai Lan. He was wearing a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly, but his sharp eyes left a deep impression on Bai Lan.
"My sword never leaves my side! This time, he didn't have the chance to pay his respects to Perfected Zhang.”
Bai Lan nodded and said nothing.
The person under the bamboo hat sighed and said,"In the future, when Brother Bai travels the martial world, if you have time, you can come to the Divine Sword Mountain Villa to meet up. This Xie will take his leave!"
With that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Bai Lan was slightly dazed.
Divine Sword Mountain Villa? His surname was Xie? Could it be that Third Young Master?
Bai Lan couldn't be sure because the other party's sword hadn't been unsheathed. He couldn't judge.
After that, more people came up the mountain.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a young man caught Bai Lan's attention.
The young man looked about the same age as Zi Yang, about ten years old. She followed closely behind the middle-aged man.
Bai Lan noticed that the young man was not looking sideways when he was walking, and his face was expressionless. It seemed that other than his legs, he could not move anywhere else.
The two of them approached, took off their weapons, and were about to climb the mountain.
Just as Bai Lan passed by the young man, a Judge's Pen on the young man's waist was revealed, and a few blurry words appeared on it.
With a quick glance, an ordinary person would naturally not be able to see what was written on this small Judge's Pen.
However, Bai Lan was already in the Xiantian Realm. She had sharp ears and eyes, so she naturally saw it clearly. Her body trembled.
Those words were: Fifth Zhang gifted his beloved son Wuji!
Zhang Wu was naturally Wudang Sect's Zhang Cuishan, the hero of the Five Zhangs. His son, Wuji, was the child of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji.
"Wait a minute!"
Bai Lan said calmly.
"What's wrong, Young Hero Bai?"
The middle-aged man turned around with a puzzled expression."I have already comprehended the sword."
In reality, all of his power was in his two palms. Whether or not he could understand the sword did not affect his combat strength at all. The reason why he got a sword was purely to fool Wudang.
"You did."
Bai Lan smiled and pointed at Zhang Wuji's waist.""However, the little brother beside you has an important weapon hidden on him.”
"Is that so? Let me see…"
Hearing this, Lu Zhangke followed Bai Lan's gaze. Just as he was about to remove the weapon on this rascal's body, he was stunned to discover a few words on the Judge's Brush!
In an instant, his expression changed drastically.
In the next moment.
A dazzling white light appeared in front of Lu Zhangke's eyes. In an extremely short period of time, it filled his entire field of vision!
It was Bai Lan's sword that had silently arrived!
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