Everyone was discussing animatedly, and some were pointing at Song Yuanqiao.
"Zhang Sanfeng actually has an illegitimate child. I wonder who he had it with.”
"I wonder how this Eldest Senior Brother Song Yuanqiao feels.”
"The position that originally belonged to him as the next sect master was snatched away by his illegitimate son.”
They had traveled thousands of miles to Wudang Mountain.
If he wanted to see an immortal, he had to at least see Zhang Sanfeng.
However, he did not expect to see anything.
The so-called immortal was just a god statue.
Even Zhang Sanfeng himself did not appear.
Only Song Yuanqiao and the other disciples, as well as a young man who was suspected to be Zhang Sanfeng's illegitimate son.
However, he ate a big melon.
To be able to know that Zhang Sanfeng, the dignified Immortal of Wudang Sect, actually had an illegitimate child.
Everyone had their fill.
They wanted to know who would be the future successor of the WuTang Clan.
Was it Eldest Senior Brother Song Yuanqiao or this illegitimate child that descended from the heavens?
The crowd discussed animatedly.
Little did he know.
When Song Yuanqiao heard these words, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Even if he was given a few more guts, he would not dare to snatch the position of sect master from his master.
Moreover, the WuTang Sect had changed.
Compared to being able to become an immortal, what was a mere sect master position?
He ignored the discussions of the crowd.
Song Yuanqiao hurriedly walked to the side of the altar and checked it carefully.
Then, he returned to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master, everything is ready.”
The moment these words were said, it once again caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.
"What master? Did Zhang Sanfeng appear?"
"Where is he?"
The crowd quickly looked up and looked around for Zhang Sanfeng.
However, after looking for a long time, he did not see anything.
At this moment, everyone saw an extremely strange place.
Zhang Sanfeng's illegitimate son suddenly nodded.
"Alright, let the ceremony begin."
" Yes!" Song Yuanqiao quickly agreed and ran towards the Wudang Sect disciples.
"In the name of Master, the ceremony begins!”
The WuTang Sect disciples immediately started to move and began the sacrificial ceremony.
The crowd was completely dumbfounded.
"Am I hallucinating?"
"Why did I hear Song Yuanqiao call that young man master just now?”
"Moreover, the disciples of the Wudang Sect are so respectful?”
"Isn't Song Yuanqiao's master Zhang Sanfeng?”
The crowd went crazy. They didn't mishear or see wrongly.
The people of Wudang Sect really treated that young man as their master.
There was no disdain at all.
It was like treating Zhang Sanfeng!
Suddenly, someone could not help but exclaim.
"Could that young man be Zhang Sanfeng?”
"What is it? How is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? It's rumored that Zhang Sanfeng has already become a land god.”
"He's regaining his youth!"
In the crowd, an older martial arts senior immediately discovered something even more shocking.
"Doesn't this young man look like Zhang Sanfeng?”
"Zhang Sanfeng looked like this when he was young!”
Everyone was stunned.
That senior was an elder of a certain sect. He had a noble status and an extraordinary status.
He had seen Zhang Sanfeng when he was young.
There was no way he would be mistaken.
In other words, that young man was really Zhang Sanfeng himself!
For a moment, the entire Wudang Mountain was in an uproar.
Everyone was discussing loudly. They could not believe this at all.
"Silence!"
Suddenly, a loud voice interrupted everyone.
Zhang Sanfeng glanced around indifferently.
Everyone was silent out of fear.
That voice just now was even more powerful than the rumored Lion's Roar.
However, it did not hurt anyone.
Perhaps only immortals had such skill!
There was only one immortal in the entire martial world.
That was Zhang Sanfeng!
Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng with their mouths agape. No matter how shocked they were, they did not dare to make a sound.
Zhang Sanfeng suppressed all the guests with one sentence.
Then, under the gazes of countless people, he walked step by step to the front of the statue.
"Disciple of the lower realm, Zhang Sanfeng."
"Sacrifice to the Lord of the Myriad Worlds."
As he spoke.
Zhang Sanfeng respectfully placed a book on the table.
That was the final cultivation technique that he had created by gathering all the cultivation techniques in his body.
Taiji Mystic Art!
The immortal had given him a new life, so he could only respectfully offer everything he had.
All the WuTang Sect disciples prostrated themselves on the ground.
They burned incense and prayed.
……
At the same time, in the Primordial World.
Huang Long was sitting cross-legged in meditation, fully immersed in the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon.
He cultivated hard.
The True Dragon Nine Transformations was the cultivation technique of the Ancestral Dragon. It was enough to cultivate to the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm!
Compared to him.
What Primordial Heaven Supreme had given him was trash.
It was not easy for him to obtain a super powerful cultivation technique, so how could Huang Long not be serious?
Just as he was cultivating hard.
Suddenly, a message popped up.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the group leader for obtaining 100 luck points contributed by Zhang Sanfeng. You have triggered 10,000 times and obtained 1000000 luck points!”
"Congratulations to the group leader for obtaining Zhang Sanfeng's contribution to the Taiji Mystic Technique.”
"Consumed one million luck value, triggered 10,000 times!”
"Obtained Dao Validation level cultivation technique, Primordial Chaos Taiji Scripture!”
……
"What's going on?"
Huang Long suddenly opened his eyes, startled awake by the sudden message.
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