Shi Feixuan suppressed the shock in her heart. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she suddenly saw a sign hanging on the door.?
There were four words on the sign:
The master was not here.
"Could it be that he had already expected me to come?”
"Is he testing me?"
Shi Feixuan pondered. She saw a bamboo chair in front of the door. She thought about it and sat on it, deciding to wait for her master to return.?
Since ancient times.
Most of the experts were reclusive and could not be seen easily.
She wanted to use her sincerity to move him.
"Eh, the handwriting in these two places seems to be different?!”
Shi Feixuan suddenly realized that the words on the stone tablet were ancient, and they had only just entered the Realm of Returning to True. On the other hand, the words on the tablet were not old. They were natural, and their skills were close to Dao.?
It meant that his master's calligraphy might have reached perfection.
The style of the handwriting was also different. One was ostentatious, the other was reserved, both of them forming their own styles.
Shi Feixuan became more and more surprised.?
……
At the top of the mountain.
? Zhao Changsheng lay on the green stone, and wine jars were placed all around him. His gaze pierced through the layers of clouds and saw Shi Feixuan. He knew that this was Zhang Sanfeng's handiwork.?
Otherwise, Shi Feixuan would not have entered the back mountain.?
"Are you polite?"
? Zhao Changsheng saw Shi Feixuan sitting on the chair that he had personally made, and he felt a little awkward.?
Even though Shi Feixuan was a beauty that was one in a million, he had seen too many beauties when he traveled down the mountain, so he was used to it.?
Now, he maintained a respectful attitude.
To put it simply, don't touch me.
"Master, why do you keep giving me trouble?”
"I don't want to get married!"
Zhao Changsheng felt a headache.
Others were wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao, but Zhang Sanfeng said that he was a promising child.
Why was she different to him?
Wasn't this torturing him?
Zhao Changsheng was glad that he had the foresight to hide at the top of the mountain and avoid all trouble.
He thought for a moment and sent a voice transmission to Song Qingshu and Zhuo Yihang, asking them to remind the elders and disciples of Wudang Mountain not to reveal his identity. Otherwise, they would be punished according to the rules.
She was submissive to Zhang Sanfeng.
He attacked the others.
Zhao Changsheng made the necessary arrangements and laid back down.
……
Shi Feixuan sat on the chair for three days. She relied on her willpower to persevere. During that time, she did not see anyone coming to the back of the mountain, nor did she see anyone bringing her food.?
"Does he not want to see me?"
"Or perhaps, we are not fated?"
Shi Feixuan was a little confused. She could no longer sit still and decided to find someone to ask about the mysterious person.?
After she got up, she thought of what she had experienced and felt wronged. She could not help but kick the chair.
It seemed to have triggered a mechanism.
An arrow suddenly shot out from the chair.
Shi Feixuan's cultivation was profound, and she easily dodged it.?
" Eh, he knows the art of traps?!"
"The Art of Traps seems to have reached the peak of the sixth level?!”
Shi Feixuan let out a long breath. She had finally found a mysterious person's weakness.?
He was even more curious about the mysterious person.
He came to the front mountain and asked someone.
"I don't know."
"No one lives in the back mountain."
"That's an empty building."
"Our WuTang Sect doesn't have such a person.”
……
Shi Feixuan asked dozens of people.?
Everyone's answers were similar.
Shi Feixuan could only look for Zhang Sanfeng again and ask about the mysterious person's whereabouts.?
"You guys are not fated."
"You can go down the mountain."
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and dismissed Shi Feixuan.?
After listening to Shi Feixuan's encounter...
? He understood what Zhao Changsheng meant and didn't force him.
If this one wasn't suitable, then he would change to another one.
There were so many women in the martial world, and there had to be one suitable for Zhao Changsheng.
"This…"
Shi Feixuan did not want to go down the mountain, but when she saw Zhang Sanfeng chasing her away, she could only bid farewell.?
He decided to go to Shaolin Temple and wait for the battle in a few days to see if the mysterious person would appear.
……
On the fifth day of the declaration.
On this day.
Early morning.
The meeting bell in the square rang.
The bell rang six times, which meant that all the elders and disciples had to put down what they were doing and gather immediately.
The deafening sound of the bell echoed to every corner of Wudang Mountain.
The elders came to Taiji Palace.
The disciples came to the square.
As Zhang Sanfeng's personal disciple, Zhao Changsheng had arrived at the palace early and stood behind Mosheng Valley.
Zhang Sanfeng had a wide circle of friends when he was young.
After establishing the Wudang Sect.
Many people had come to become elders of the Wudang Sect, hoping to discuss the Dao with Zhang Sanfeng.
In the past.
Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet.
Zhang Cuishan could have survived, but he did not want to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts or affect the reputation of the Wudang Sect. He chose to bear all of this alone.
Zhao Changsheng didn't agree with this.
His expression was relaxed as he secretly observed the situation in the palace.
On the left was the direct descendant of the Wudang Sect.
Yu Daiyan was still lying on a stretcher. He would be fully recovered in two days and could play at the crucial moment.
On the right were the elders of the WuTang Clan.
The two people at the front were called Iron Cavalry and Silver Bottle.
The two of them were like brothers, inseparable, and had three unique skills: The first was sword techniques, the second was palm techniques, and the third was power.
His swordsmanship is the authentic style of Wudang's femininity.
His palm technique was at the peak of Wudang's dexterity.
They were all at least fifty years old, and they were the most powerful figures in Jianghu.
The last three were called Nine Lives, Nine Deaths, and Nine Doubts. They were known as 'Master Sanjiu' by the people in Jianghu. They had a set of Combined Attack Formation and had once surrounded and killed the leader of the Power Gang, Yan Kuangtu.
Behind them were five empty seats for Immortal Zi Yang, Daoist Huang Ye, Daoist Hong Yun, Daoist Bai Shi, and Daoist Qing Mi.
The five of them went to capture Ye Erniang and look for witnesses, but they didn't come back.
Then came Priest Mu and Priest Chongxu.
Every single one of them was extremely powerful.
? Everyone nodded at Zhao Changsheng as a greeting.
Zhao Changsheng replied with a smile.
Priest Mu smiled and said,"
"Senior Brother, I finally get to see you."
"Ever since you left the mountain, no one has accompanied me to drink or play chess. I'm very bored.”
Zhao Changsheng spread his hands and said,"
"Shixiong knows that I don't like trouble.”
"The battle is over, let's drink and have fun.”
In this world, Priest Mu still hadn't become the leader of Wudang.
A few more lists would appear, and he wondered if Priest Mu would be on them.
That scene would definitely be very interesting.
As the two of them spoke.
Almost all the elders had arrived.
Among them, there were 12 martial grandmasters and 37 grandmasters.
This was the foundation of the WuTang Sect.
It was a pity.
The Wudang Sect had only been established for a short period of time, and its foundation was shallow. It only had Zhang Sanfeng as its high-end combat power, and in this aspect, it was inferior to the Shaolin Temple.
"Where are Zi Yang and Huang Ye?"
Zhang Sanfeng waited until the gathering time was over and frowned slightly.
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