Prince Xiaoming had successfully subdued the Shifting Flower Palace. Shangguan Haitang and the others couldn't believe it.
Especially Shangguan Haitang, she couldn't understand the reason no matter how hard she thought.
Just as Zhu Houwei was enjoying his Jiangnan trip.
Far away in the capital, Emperor Zhu Houzhao of Zheng De was worrying about something.
In Taihe Palace, Zhu Houzhao looked at the invitation on the table.
This was an invitation to his 300th birthday. The person who invited him was Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Sect.
The Wudang Sect had a special significance in the Ming Dynasty. When the Ming Dynasty was first founded, Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty had received the full support of the Wudang Sect.
After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Taoism represented by the Wudang Sect became the national religion of the Ming Dynasty.
The Immortal Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Sect was also honored as the Old Immortal by the Ming Emperors.
He had even added many titles, especially the name of the enlightened person.
There were countless other names like Perfected Lord Yuanmiao Qingxu and Perfected Immortal Taoguang Shangzhi.
Emperor Zheng De had to treat such a person's birthday banquet with sincerity since he had sent an invitation to the imperial court.
More importantly, as everyone knew, a martial arts grandmaster had a lifespan of 300.
Zhang San had reached the limit of his lifespan.
" Iron Gut Deity Marquis, Zhuge Zhengwo, Guo Juxia…"
Following Emperor Zheng De's order, the Great Grandmasters in the Great Ming Capital left their meditation quarters and came to the palace.
"Everyone, let's see who's best to go.”
In Taihe Palace, the martial grandmasters looked at each other.
The reason why Emperor Zheng De had called them over was already very clear.
The birthday banquet of Wudang Sect's founder, Immortal Sanfeng, was a grand event in Jianghu. It was obviously inappropriate to send civil officials and generals there.
The person who would go to celebrate the birthday would definitely be chosen among them.
Thus, the group of people turned to look at the Ironguts Deity Marquis standing in front of them.
At this moment, Ironguts was trying his best to pretend that he didn't exist.
Unexpectedly, everyone looked at him, as if they would choose him if he didn't speak.
Seeing this, Ironguts couldn't help but curse in his heart.
A group of sly old foxes who would talk to everyone about their good relationship with Reverend Sanfeng, but in the end, they didn't want to represent the imperial court at the Reverend Sanfeng's 300th birthday banquet.
No one present was a fool. Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts grandmaster, had extremely profound skills and had suppressed the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty for many years. He was a living old god and an old senior.
Each of them admitted that they were no match for Zhang Sanfeng.
More importantly, Zhang Sanfeng had reached the end of his lifespan. God knew what crazy actions a dying martial arts grandmaster would do.
Apart from that, his birthday would definitely stir up a storm, so no one was willing to take the initiative to attend.
"Your Majesty, I am in charge of the Dragon Guard Mountain Villa and am currently investigating the Japanese's entry into the country.”
"However, I guarantee that I will recommend someone who can represent the imperial court and satisfy the old immortal.”
Zhu Budian stood up helplessly under everyone's gaze. However, he did not want to go to Wudang Mountain at this juncture to cause trouble.
There was really no need for him to visit someone who was about to die. Besides, only God knew what would happen on Wudang Mountain.
After thinking about it, Zhu Budian's heart skipped a beat. He had really thought of an extremely suitable candidate.
"Oh, Imperial Uncle, please speak."
Emperor Zheng De was currently having a headache over this matter, so he was pleasantly surprised when he heard Zhu Bujue's words.
"Prince Xiaoming yearns for the pugilistic world and is passionate about martial arts. Coupled with his noble status, he is enough to represent the imperial court.”
"That's right, Prince Xiaoming is in Jiangnan right now, and it's also close to Wudang Mountain.”
"Prince Xiaoming's birthday celebration is very appropriate. The old immortal had once prayed for Prince Xiaoming. Now that the old immortal is 300 years old, Prince Xiaoming's birthday celebration is a good story.”
When Zhu Bing mentioned Prince Xiaoming, everyone's hearts stirred.
That's right. Even if they were unwilling to go, there was still a fool who would definitely be willing to go.
Didn't Prince Xiaoming yearn for the pugilistic world? This time, he even went to travel the pugilistic world by patrolling his fief.
Instead of letting him wander around blindly, he might as well go to Wudang Mountain.
Regardless of status, Prince Xiaoming was the most suitable candidate.
All the Grandmasters spoke in unison. Even Emperor Zheng De felt that it was really suitable.
As his brother, he naturally knew how much his younger brother liked martial arts and Jianghu. Since that was the case, he would let his younger brother make this trip.
"Alright, pass on the imperial edict to Prince Xiaoming to go to Mount Wudang on my behalf to congratulate the old immortal on his birthday without delay.”
Emperor Zheng De issued an edict on the spot, and everyone in the court cheered for the wise decision.
At this moment, the news about Wudang Sect's Immortal Sanfeng's birthday banquet had already spread throughout the Jianghu.
It was a 300-year-old birthday banquet. How many people in the world had such a blessing?
Moreover, this was the Immortal Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect.
For a moment, the entire martial world was in an uproar. Those forces that had received the invitation from the WuTang Sect ran around to tell others that they had received the invitation. Those forces that had not received the invitation could only stare at them with envy.
This invitation card not only represented the right to attend the birthday banquet, but it was also a symbol of his status and strength.
It represented the recognition of the WuTang Sect.
You said that your sect was powerful, but who could prove it? The invitation from the Wudang Sect was proof.
The martial world became lively because of an invitation.
This was something that the WuTang Sect did not expect.
In the depths of the Heavenly Mountain in the Western Regions, there was a place called the Gate of Heaven.
The Gate of Heaven was both a place name and the name of a sect. The existence of this sect was rarely known by the Chinese martial arts world.
Even the palace treasury of the Great Ming Imperial Palace did not have any records of it.
At this time, the Heavenly Gates Sect Master Sakra was sitting on the Black Ice Dragon Throne, listening to the secret report from the Central Plains.
"Zhang Sanfeng, I remember him. He's a rare martial arts seed, but unfortunately, he couldn't cross the threshold of becoming a celestial.”
"Great grandmasters have a lifespan of 300, so they should be dying soon. I wonder if he regrets not agreeing to my recruitment back then.”
Sakra stroked the Mystic Ice Mask on his face as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was talking to someone.
In the huge ice palace, only the shivering subordinate knelt on one knee.
Even the reclusive sects far away in Tianshan had received the news of Zhang Sanfeng's birthday banquet, let alone the other large sects in the pugilistic world.
The Shaolin Temple immediately decided to send three of the four divine monks, Kong Xing, Kong Wen, and Kong Zhi, to Wudang Mountain to celebrate their birthday.
The birthday celebration was one of the reasons. The most important thing was to take this opportunity to test Zhang Sanfeng's current foundation.
Although the Wudang Sect had always claimed that Zhang Sanfeng was a martial grandmaster, it was hard to guarantee that he would not hide something.
The Shaolin Temple even suspected that Zhang Sanfeng had already advanced to the Supreme Grandmaster realm.
This birthday celebration was a good opportunity to test the other party's strength.
It was easy to find an excuse. Zhang Cuishan, one of the Five Heroes of Wudang, and Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, were close friends. They were sworn brothers.
The Golden Fur Lion King, Xie Xun, once held the Dragon Slaying Saber, which had caused a bloody storm in the pugilistic world.
One of the four great divine monks of Shaolin Temple, Kong Jian, was even beaten to death by Xie Xun.
The Shaolin Sect could use this as an excuse to test Wudang's strength.
At the same time, the large and medium-sized martial arts sects were preparing to go to Wudang Mountain. Some sects had the same goal as Shaolin Temple, while others took the opportunity to curry favor with Wudang.
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