didn't wait for Song Yuanqiao to say anything, but Zhang Sanfeng stopped and said: "The old way is just talking, these people are confused by the name of the dragon slaying knife, how can I care about this." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's what the master said."

Song Yuanqiao then remembered that with his own master's character, he would not be faster because of such a thing, so he nodded immediately.

"Qingshu has explained the situation, you brothers also need to be prepared, although I, Wudang, am not afraid of others coming to find trouble, but I must not take it lightly."

Zhang Sanfeng immediately made another point.

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou naturally nodded again.

Immediately, everyone discussed it again, until they felt that there was nothing wrong, and then they dispersed.

Tomorrow's birthday banquet needs to be arranged separately.

Since you know that there will be no shortage of people who come to worship the mountain, you should also be prepared in this regard.

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The next day, Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet arrived.

Early in the morning, Shen Yu and other Wudang disciples changed into newly sewn cloth robes and helped Yu Daiyan to the main hall.

Zhang Cuishan has not eased his mind because of yesterday's incident, and he is inevitably affected, but he is not here.

And Yin Susu naturally did not show up.

As for the others, although they are a little worried in their hearts, today is also a day of great joy in Wudang, so they should naturally be happy.

Just when Shen Yu and Song Yuanqiao were waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to come out, a Taoist boy suddenly came in and presented a famous post.

Song Yuanqiao took it. Zhang Songxi's eyes were quick, and he wrote on the post: "Kunlun Houxue He Taichong led his disciples to congratulate Zhang Zhen's life than Nanshan." ”

At that moment, several people glanced at each other, knowing that trouble was really coming, but they didn't expect that the Kunlun faction would also come to this troubled water.

"The head of Kunlun personally paid homage to the master. I have a heart. ”

Yin Liting said half-sarcastically.

Mo Shenggu also shook his head and asked, "Is Mrs. He here?" ”

He Taichong's wife Ban Shuxian is his senior sister, and I heard that martial arts are not under the head of Kunlun. Zhang Songxi said: "Mrs. He is not written on the name post. ”

Song Yuanqiao said: "After all, it is the head of Kunlun, although the person who came is not good, but we are not good at losing our manners, let's go and invite the master to come." ”

Mo Shenggu nodded and went to show Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng also knew that He Taichong did not really come to celebrate his birthday, although he was helpless, but he still had to do what he should do, so he led six disciples and Shen Yu to go out at the moment.

Shen Yu stood beside Song Yuanqiao, he was a little curious about the head of the Kunlun faction, who was afraid of his wife, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look, only to see that Mr. Tieqin He Taichong was not very old, wearing a yellow shirt, his expression was very elegant, and the atmosphere was peaceful, as if he was a generation of sect masters of a famous and decent family. Behind him stood eight male and female disciples, including Xihuazi and Wei Siniang.

Mrs. He rushed to Zhang Sanfeng to salute and congratulate.

Zhang Sanfeng thanked him again and again and bowed. Since Song Yuanqiao and the others understood that the other party did not have any good intentions here, they naturally would not bow down like in the original book, and bowed down, He Taichong was slightly stunned, and returned the salute at the moment, and said: "You're polite." ”

Zhang Sanfeng just welcomed He Taichong's master and apprentice into the hall, the guest and the host sat down to offer tea, and a small Taoist boy came in with a name card and handed it to Song Yuanqiao, but it was the five elders of Kongtong who came together. Among the martial arts in the world, Shaolin and Wudang are the most famous, followed by Kunlun and Emei, and followed by the Kongtong faction. The five elders of Kongtong talked about the status of seniority, but they were on an equal footing with Song Yuanqiao.

The more people came, the more they sneered in the hearts of the people in Wudang, if they didn't understand these people's thoughts in advance, I was afraid that they would really think that the other party was here to pay homage.

Without Zhang Sanfeng's action, Song Yuanqiao stood up at the moment and said, "The five elders of Kongtong are here, Mr. Tieqin and the master will sit for a while, and Song will go out to greet the guests." ”

When he was young, the five elders of Kongtong brought their disciples in. Then the leaders of the Shenquan Sect, the Haisha Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, the Wushan Sect, and many sects and gangs came to the mountain one after another to worship their birthdays.

Song Yuanqiao and the others had prepared in advance and made arrangements, and at this time, with the assistance of Wudang's disciples, they were also in good order.

It's just that these people are not here to celebrate their birthdays, and the people of Wudang will not be happy.

Zhang Sanfeng's life is most tired of these red tape, every seventy, eighty, ninety years old, every seventy, eighty, ninety years old, always tell the disciples not to alarm outsiders, now on this 100th birthday, there are VIPs in the martial arts.

Although he had expected it, when he really saw this situation, he couldn't help frowning, and Rao was a little uncomfortable with his heart.

But naturally he won't show it, just look at it indifferently, so that people can't see his inner thoughts.

People from all factions are seated, and the big show will begin.

Mo Shenggu pulled Shen Yu and entered the inner hall. Instead, he sighed softly: "I don't want yesterday's speculation to come true." ”

"They made an appointment with each other, and they came to the scene to look left and right, but I was afraid that they were looking for the fifth uncle's family, and now people can see that they are not good."

Shen Yu also shook his head.

He has a good relationship with Mo Shenggu, so it is inevitable to chat a few more words.

Mo Shenggu said coldly: "In the name of longevity, it is true to find something." It's really calculating."

Shen Yu nodded: "Yes, these people are all for the dragon slaying knife, even Kunlun and Kongtong are here, the formation is not small, except for Emei, who has a good relationship with my Wudang, there is only one Shaolin, and the five major factions of the righteous path are almost all together." ”

Mo Shenggu sneered: "They can look down on the Wudang Sect people too little. Even if they rely on more to win, could it be that the disciples of Wudang would betray their friends? That Xie Xun is a heinous traitor, since he is the fifth brother's brother, he must not confide his whereabouts from Wudang's mouth, otherwise my Wudang's reputation will stink. ”

"Yes, I'm afraid this is what Shaolin wants to see the most."

Shen Yu knows the true details of Shaolin's martial arts bosses, they are not really compassionate monks, for the sake of Shaolin's martial arts status, they are afraid that they can do anything.

"Since they dare to come, I am not afraid of Wudang, even if the master does not make a move, with me and the senior brother, they can also let them know that the prestige of Wudang is not false."

Mo Shenggu smiled coldly, he was not too old at this time, so he naturally had a sharp aura.

Although Yu Daiyan is disabled, they still say that they are still "Wudang Seven Heroes", and after the seven brothers, there is also a master Zhang Sanfeng who is a martial arts cultivator who is the master of the ancient and modern times and the best at that time.

It's just that Song Yuanqiao's brothers all think that the master is already 100 years old, and although they have encountered major difficulties in front of them, the brothers should still take care of themselves, although they can't let the master take action, and they can't let the old man worry about it.

Although Zhang Sanfeng was already ready to make a move, several people didn't want the master to work.

On the hall, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting accompanied the guests to say some polite gossip.

While he was talking, Xiao Daotong came in again and reported: "Master Jingxuan, a disciple of Emei, led five junior brothers and sisters to pay homage to the ancestor. ”

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou smiled together, and their hearts were relieved, looking at Yin Li Pavilion. At this time, Zhang Songxi was accompanying eight or nine guests into the hall from outside, and Shen Yu and Mo Shenggu had just turned out of the inner hall, and when they heard the arrival of Emei's disciples, they were all smiling towards Yin Liting. Yin Liting's face was flushed, and his expression was timid.

Emei and Wudang are good friends, but they are not worried that Emei is also malicious, and they are afraid that only Emei is really here to pay homage to his birthday.

Mo Shenggu took Yin Liting's hand and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, sixth brother, let's go and greet the VIP." ”