At this moment, on Mount Wudang.
Zhang Sanfeng, who was preaching to his disciples, noticed Zhang Wuji's name on the Heaven Roll and lost his composure for a moment.
"Wu…Wuji…Cui Shan's child?!”
In his agitation, a monstrous internal strength emerged from his body.
Just this trace of inner energy was enough to suffocate the Wudang disciples present.
"Zhang Wuji? Was it the one that the Uncle-Masters often talked about?”
The disciples could only think about who this Zhang Wuji was.
How could he make his grandmaster have such a strong reaction?
As for the identity marked on the golden list, they were even more puzzled.
They had never heard that Fifth Martial Uncle had a child. Could there be a story that they did not know about?
……
The people from Wudang Sect who were heading to Light Summit were also pleasantly surprised.
The senior and junior brothers looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"That kid Wuji is still alive!”
"For this child to be able to enter the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings, Fifth Brother can be considered to have a successor. Finally, there was a way to resolve his master's inner demon.”
Back then, Zhang Cuishan was Zhang Sanfeng's favorite disciple.
Zhang Sanfeng had once rated him as his student with the best comprehension of martial arts.
Back then, Zhang Cuishan had killed himself on the peak of Wudang Mountain, and Zhang Wuji had disappeared.
The double blow caused Zhang Sanfeng to fall into a mental devil and almost destroyed his martial arts.
Now that they knew that Zhang Wuji was still alive, how could they not be happy?
The relationship between the Seven Heroes of Wudang was as strong as gold. Naturally, they would be happy for Zhang Wuji.
However, the younger generation was not like that.
Song Yuanqiao's son, Song Qingshu, had lived a luxurious life since he was young and grew up on Mount Wudang.
Because of Song Yuanqiao's lack of discipline, this seedling had already grown crooked.
Seeing his father and several martial uncles so happy, his heart was even a little twisted.
"That Zhang Wuji who only existed in the mouths of uncles in the past is actually so talented.”
"Damn it, damn it! Why can't I be on the rankings? I'm clearly the son of the Wudang Sect Master!”
If a jealous person has evil thoughts in his heart, he will naturally be punished by heaven.
This person would not have a good ending in the future…
……
Although someone like Song Qingshu was very jealous of Zhang Wuji.
However, most of the people in Wudang were still friendly to this Wudang member who was not in Wudang.
After all, it was a sect. If Zhang Wuji became stronger, he could also lead Wudang to become more prosperous, right?
They were not from the same sect, but their thoughts were not that simple.
As an ally, Mistress Miejue of Mount Emei was filled with bitterness towards her ally.
He recalled Zhang Sanfeng's attitude when he went to Wudang Mountain.
Mistress Miejue could not help but guess maliciously.
"This Zhang Sanfeng is really sinister. He looks like he has no desires and is indifferent to the affairs of the martial arts world, but he secretly nurtured a grand-disciple who can enter the Martial Arts Talent Rankings.”
She guessed that Zhang Sanfeng must have hidden his grand-disciple and secretly nurtured him.
When the time was right, he would release him and let Wudang dominate the martial arts world.
Thinking of this, the old woman spat and scolded,
"Hypocrite!"
This was the martial world. There were good intentions and bad intentions.
Although black and white didn't exist, people in the martial world could choose between black and white.
However, even though schemes were rampant in the martial world, they were not as powerful as the dynasties.
In a bustling palace, a beautiful girl looked at the golden list and thought deeply.
This young lady was the daughter of Ruyang Prince Chahantemur, Princess Shao Min, Zhao Min!
The Great Yuan Dynasty had been monitoring the Chinese martial arts world for a long time, and they had spies in every sect.
Whether it was the holy lands like Wudang and Shaolin, or the big sects like Emei and Kunlun.
Dayuan's spies were everywhere.
Even the Xi Liang Imperial Residence did not have such a detailed investigation of the martial arts world.
Especially since Western Liang was far away from Great Jin.
At this moment, there was a servant girl beside Zhao Min, reporting Zhang Wuji's situation to her.
"Princess, this Zhang Wuji has not been famous these years, so there is very little information. However, there is some useful information.”
"This person is the son of Zhang Cuishan, one of the Wudang Seven Heroes. Perfected Zhang of Wudang Mountain has a great bond with him.”
"Thinking about it, this person doesn't seem to be twenty yet, but he's already on the rankings. He can be considered a promising youth.”
"Zhang Wuji…"
Zhao Min muttered between her red lips, but she did not pay too much attention to it.
Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan were both excellent in martial arts and sword arts.
Now, he had probably advanced a step further. He did not know what realm he was at.
That Qiao Feng was also righteous and awe-inspiring.
According to the intelligence, this person could be considered a powerful figure.
Even if Zhang Wuji wasn't famous, he shouldn't be too bad.
However, compared to the person in her memory, these people were just like ordinary people. Zhao Min couldn't be interested in them.
I think of the scene in the past.
The young man stood on the cliff, his long robe dancing in the wind, and his black hair was as deep as the abyss.
A single jade flute attracted hundreds of birds to pay their respects.
Such talent was many times more than Zhang Wuji.
That peerless appearance made Zhao Min recall it thousands of times.
"He will definitely be able to enter the Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings. When the time comes, I'll go look for him.”
Thinking of this, Zhao Min couldn't help but smile.
She looked at the servant girl beside her and was dumbfounded…
The smile of a beauty was charming.
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