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Martial Arts Legend, 100-Year Birthday Banquet!

Darming Empire, Martial Sacred Land, Wudang Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of martial artists with sabers and swords were walking up Wudang Mountain in an endless stream.

Those who woke up early had started to go out in the middle of the night. They had only walked halfway up the mountain.

As for those who woke up late, they were already squeezed a few miles away by the huge crowd!

At this moment, if someone stood on the golden peak of Wudang and looked down at this scene, they would see a strange scene.

From all directions, on every small road, there would be an endless stream of people joining this team.

From afar, it was a black mass, like ants moving a house.

They only had one destination, and that was Mount Wudang!

"Hey, I wonder what day it is today. Why are there so many people suddenly appearing?”

At the foot of the mountain, on a simple tea stall, the owner of the tea stall wiped his sweat, his face full of doubt.

His tea stall was at the foot of Wudang Mountain. At this moment, the shop was filled with people from the martial arts world.

A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed and asked.

"Shopkeeper, you've been setting up a stall at the foot of Wudang Mountain all day. Don't you know that today is Perfected Zhang's hundredth birthday banquet?!”

"Perfected Zhang? A hundredth birthday banquet? Which Perfected Zhang are you talking about?”

The tea stall owner's words made the few Jianghu people laugh.

Other than the one who had suppressed the entire martial arts world since he was a teenager,

He founded the Wudang Sect and was on equal footing with Shaolin.

At the age of 100, Zhang Sanfeng, who was still sage-like and made the heroes submit,

In this world, who else could be called Perfected Zhang by the entire martial arts world?

The existence of this person had already caused the entire martial world to not dare to breathe loudly for a hundred years.

If there was another one, wouldn't everything be in chaos?!

On the other side, the tea stall owner was still mumbling.

"Ever since I wore open-crotch pants, I knew that there was an old Taoist priest on Mount Wudang. I didn't expect that he had actually lived for a hundred years?!”

"Oh my god, isn't this old Daoist going to become an immortal?!”

The group of martial artists with sabers and swords could not help but laugh when they heard the stall owner's words.

"You said that you want to become an immortal, but in this world, how many people really have the ability to become an immortal!”

"Perfected Zhang of our Daming Empire is naturally one of them. He has already become a legend in the pugilistic world!”

"The others are Xu Fu, the necromancer from the Great Qin Empire, Lu Dongbin, the Pure Yang Sword from the Great Han Empire, and Sun Simiao, the Drug Lord from the Great Tang Empire!”

"In this entire continent, since Emperor Yu pacified Huaxia and the Nine Unity Divine Prefecture, this is the first time that four people have appeared and cultivated to such a level!”

The owner of the tea stall had lived for more than forty years and rarely went out of the village. How would he know about these things? Hearing the words of these Jianghu people, he could not help but be stunned.

The world was so big, how could it be this world?

Ever since Emperor Yu pacified China and combined the Nine Divine Lands, the power of the human path became more and more prosperous.

However, after Emperor Yu's death, heroes emerged in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. The world was constantly on the offensive.

In the outer realms, there were also the Overseas Immortal Islands, the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Vast Western Regions, the Xiongnu Royal Court of the Great Desert Steppe, and even small countries like Fusang and Goguryeo. All of them had the intention of disobeying.

The Great Qin, Great Han, Great Tang, Great Ming, and Great Song had been fighting for a hundred years, and they had finally settled down.

From then on, it was the arrival of the great era!

At the same time, in the martial world, heroes were fighting for power, experts were coming out in large numbers, and various large sects were rising one after another.

Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet today was an invisible dispute!

He wanted to get the secret of unifying the martial arts world, the Dragon Killing Saber, out of Wuxia Zhang.

It was to find Leonis's whereabouts!

One had to know that Zhang Sanfen was a cultivator and had always liked peace and quiet. How could there be a reason for a big banquet?!

The so-called 100-year-old birthday banquet was not important in the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng, who had already faced death.

He was just closing the door with the juniors to entertain himself and eat and drink.

Who would have thought that someone would find out about this news and spread it wantonly?

It actually caused tens of thousands of martial artists to gather at the foot of Wudang Mountain!

To say that they had directly treated them as nothing and rejected their congratulatory gifts, the Wudang Sect would not do such a thing that would lose their status!

However, if they were really allowed to go up the mountain, there must be something strange about this group of people coming uninvited!

All of a sudden, the entire Wudang Sect was filled with worry.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Zhang Sanfeng, who was dressed in a plain Taoist robe and had white hair and white eyebrows, slowly stood up from the futon. His face was neither sad nor happy.

Zhang Sanfeng had just woken up from his meditation when a group of disciples stood beside him. With just a slight glance, he understood in his heart.

"Near the bridge, at the foot of the mountain, an uninvited guest has arrived?!”Zhang Sanfeng's voice was as loud as a bell. It did not sound like the voice of a hundred-year-old man at all.

Upon hearing this, a person flashed past. His face was ugly and he was around 30 to 40 years old. It was the eldest disciple of Wudang Sect, Song Jinqiao.

Song Jinqiao bowed before saying,""Disciple has already investigated. The people who came are led by Shaolin, Kunlun, Kongtong, and Emei.”

"The rest are sects like the Sea Sand Gang and the Divine Fist Sect.”

"Other than Shaolin Temple, our Wudang Sect has little contact with the other sects. These people don't come with good intentions!”

As Song Jinqiao spoke, his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

A few days ago, his Fifth Junior Brother had disappeared for several years and finally returned to the mountain. The entire Wudang Sect was naturally overjoyed.

However, as soon as Fifth Brother's family stepped into the ranks of the Chinese server's disciples, the entire world of martial artists began to stir with undercurrents!

Even his nephew, Zhang Youji, had been taken away by someone else and was nowhere to be seen!

He had thought that Wudang Sect would stay out of the matter and forget about it. However, he did not expect that this group of people would come to Wudang Sect today. What were their intentions?!

Zhang Sanfeng nodded as if he had already guessed this. After a long while, he opened his mouth.

"You are a guest from afar, but you are near the bridge. Go down and prepare!”

" But, Master…" Song Jinqiao was bewildered. He wanted to ask more, but Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand.

"There's no need to say anything else. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, our Wudang Sect will not be able to avoid it in the end!”

"With me here, there won't be any monstrous waves!”

"Moreover, even if something happens to me, don't you still have your great-grandfather?!”

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, his face calm and indifferent. He didn't care about the menacing attacks of the few big sects at all.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard that.

That's right. How could he forget about his great-grandfather, who had been in seclusion for many years?

Outsiders only knew that Wudang was the founding clan, and they looked down on everyone. They suppressed the entire martial arts world with their own strength.

"I don't know that there's someone in our Wudang Sect who's older than Master and has a higher cultivation!

Zhang Zhiwei, the Great Duke of Wudang!

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Ps: Due to some unforeseen circumstances, some names have changed. It's good that everyone knows.

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