What kind of divine power was this?
Everyone had the same thought.
After that.
The WuTang Sect disciples were excited.
Gods were real!
What their great master, Zhang Sanfeng, said was true!
There really were gods!
There was a god protecting their Wudang Sect!
As long as they prayed sincerely and recited the scriptures of that god, they could bathe in the divine light of the god and obtain the effect of enlightenment. If they were devout enough, they could even see the divine body of the god and obtain the same monstrous opportunity as Song Qingshu.
If they could obtain a wisp of divine light, they might be able to create such an inhuman sword like Song Qingshu.
At the thought of this, all the disciples felt their hearts burning.
Not to mention the disciples, even Song Yuanqiao was unable to calm down.
Originally, they thought that being able to integrate what they and Zhang Sanfeng had learned in their lifetime was already the greatest gift of the gods. However, they did not expect that compared to the true gift of the gods, their gains were not even worth mentioning.
Moreover, this was only a wisp of divine light from the divine body of a god. Song Qingshu had yet to look directly at the divine soul of a god. If he could look at the divine soul, what kind of gifts and rewards would he receive?
They simply didn't dare to imagine it.
There was only one sentence in their hearts, and that was,'My God, go again.'
"Grand Master, can we recite the scriptures of the gods now? I also want to learn from Senior Brother Song and create an inhuman sword technique!”
A disciple asked impatiently.
Instantly, the entire square was in an uproar.
"That's right, Great Master. Can we recite the scriptures now? Disciple doesn't wish to be as fortunate as Senior Brother Song, I only need to integrate what I've learned in my entire life!”
"That's right. If we can fuse everything we've learned in our lives, our strength will increase by at least a few levels. Perhaps everyone can advance to second-rate experts.”
All the disciples were burning with excitement.
Zhang Sanfeng coughed and then slowly told him part of the information about the gods and his plan.
Of course, he didn't tell these disciples in detail how much benefits he could gain by recruiting believers. It wasn't that he was wary of these disciples, but he didn't want this secret to spread too early. Otherwise, if the people of Jianghu knew that he could obtain such great benefits by preaching, they would definitely try their best to stop him from preaching.
After all, who would be willing to have another god above their heads?
A mortal like Zhang Sanfeng was already terrifying enough.
If he could become an immortal on the spot and even live forever, would the other people in the martial arts world still have a day to stand out?
Wouldn't she be pressed under his feet forever?
Of course, Zhang Sanfeng wasn't going to hide this forever. The existence of the chat group made him believe that he would step into a wider world sooner or later. At that time, there was no need to hide these things. On the contrary, he would even spread it to the world and let the whole world know that he was the messenger of the gods. He would let everyone become his assistant and help him go further on the path of the gods.
His dream was to work and become a god.
With Song Qingshu's astonishing performance, Zhang Sanfeng's plan was no longer obstructed. It could be said that everything was ready except for the east wind.
Looking at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng could vaguely see countless people moving.
The five great sects.
The sects of Jianghu.
They were about to go up the mountain.
"Come on, come on. Today is the day I, Zhang Sanfeng, will preach to the heavens for my god. I will suppress the world and sweep the world, making my god's name resound throughout the Central Plains.”
"The entire martial world will remember this day. No, the entire Central Plains, the entire world will remember this day.”
"My Divine General will show his divinity today!"
"The glory of our god will descend today!”
Even with Zhang Sanfeng's calmness, he felt an unprecedented surge of blood at this moment. His face was slightly red, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
At the same time.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain.
"Hahaha, how long has it been since the Chinese server has had such a grand occasion? The five great sects of Emei, Shaolin, Kongtong, Kunlun, Huashan, and the Central Plains had gathered at Mount Wudang!”
"Not only that, Immortal Fist Position Sect, Ocean Sand Sect, Iron Sect Leader, Giant Whale Sect, Iron Sword Sect, Profound Sword Sect…Which famous sect in Jianghu didn't come?”
"Not bad, not bad, but it's also within my expectations. After all, this is about the Dragon Slaying Saber. There's a saying in Jianghu that the Supreme Saber of Wulin slays the dragon. If the Heavenly Sword doesn't appear, everyone will fight for it. The Heavenly Sword has nothing to do with us in Emei's hands, but the Dragon Slaying Saber is different. Who in the world wouldn't want to snatch the Dragon Slaying Saber from his hands?”
"This Senior Brother is honest, but don't say these words again. It doesn't matter to us small sects, but the five big sects of Emei, Shaolin, Kunlun, Huashan, and Kongtong need to be shameless. They said that they didn't come for the Dragon Slaying Saber, they came for revenge. Xie Xun killed countless disciples of the five big sects back then, and they came to ask about the whereabouts of their enemies.”
"Hahaha, what a joke. Who cares who Xie Xun killed? Everyone is here for the Dragon Slaying Saber. These big sects are all hypocrites.”
"Watch your words!"
Tens of thousands of martial artists gathered at the foot of Wudang Mountain. It was extremely noisy.?
No one took the WuTang Sect seriously. In their eyes, although the WuTang Sect was as famous as Shaolin Temple, there was more than one Shaolin Temple here today.
Almost all the martial arts experts in the world were present. So what if Wudang Sect's Zhang Sanfeng was the best in the world? Could he defeat all the heroes in the world?
These were thousands of martial arts experts.
Even an army of 10,000 ordinary people would not be a match for human strength.
Moreover, there were so many martial arts masters gathered here.
Even Zhang Sanfeng would be exhausted if they were tired!
This was also the reason why these Jianghu people, who usually avoided the disciples of Wudang Mountain, dared to force their way into Wudang Mountain.
Four words.
They had the advantage in numbers!
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