On the ninth day of the first month of April, Wudang Mountain has been renewed, the mountain road has been renovated, the houses with high palace walls have also been renovated, and the lights are lit up everywhere, and there are laughter and laughter.

With the strong manpower and material resources of Kyushu Commercial Airlines, Yuanye finally renovated Wudang Mountain up and down within three days.

At this time, the flags on the mountain were unfurled, and the various disciples and Taoist children shuttled back and forth, moving and placing various birthday banquet utensils such as tables, chairs, tea sets, etc.

Early in the morning, the sky is just bright, from the foot of the mountain, there are three generations of disciples of Wudang in the welcome, today is the 100th birthday of the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, no one dares to be sloppy.

Go up the mountain road, and every half a mile, Wudang disciples will be waiting, waiting to welcome guests from afar.

Since half a month ago, the wilderness has been talking about the rivers and lakes, and the whole Hubei is really quiet, even those idle men and rangers who make trouble in the wilderness and eight towns on weekdays have been hiding at home honestly for half a month.

I'm afraid that if I am not careful, I will be caught by those people in the rivers and lakes who want to shoot the sycophants of the traceless son and go to Wudang Mountain to ask for a reward.

As for those sects on the rivers and lakes, the lone ranger, and the Jiangyang thieves, they are even more far away from hiding, just like the Sanjiang Gang and the Wufeng Knife, who escaped from the Hubei border with their lives.

Since the three world-famous dart heads were thrown out of Zixiao Palace like chickens by people, the people in the rivers and lakes were even more frightened.

A few days ago, seeing that the birthday of Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng was approaching, the people in the martial arts finally stepped into the border of Hubei.

Among the disciples who welcomed guests at the foot of Wudang Mountain, the leader was Zhao Douchun, the leader of the Wudang disciples, who also changed into a brand-new green coat today, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his momentum was high.

"Senior brother, which sect do you say will come first?" Liu Zhichang, who was tall and thin, asked with a smile.

"I can't guess this, it stands to reason that the Emei faction and Wudang are on good terms, it should be Emei first, but the Shaolin faction is the closest, and it may also arrive first."

"Senior brother, didn't I hear from the Kyushu Commercial House yesterday that the people of the Kunlun faction and the Kongtong faction are all gathered in Shiyan Town, maybe they came first," one of the disciples interjected.

While they were talking, a couple of men and horses came on the road a few miles away, the first was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, and then three old men in their fifties, all three of whom were straightened up and dressed as subordinates.

One of them had an extremely long scar on his face, which slanted down from the right corner of his forehead, swept over the tip of his nose, and ended at the left corner of his mouth.

The other had a numb face, and the last one had a face as black as the bottom of a pot. The only thing they have in common is that all three of them are extremely ugly.

They were followed by a dozen porters and more than a dozen strong men with knives.

"Master Qiyu, Wudang Mountain is almost here", looking at the mountain in the distance, the old man with a scar on his face arched his hand.

The hook-nosed old man glanced at the majestic mountain in the distance, and his eyes flashed with eagerness, "Wufu, you said that my grandson can reach my waist?" There is also Su Su, who has lived overseas for more than ten years, and I don't know how much I have suffered. ”

"Don't worry, master, the little master must be healthy and cute, Miss is back now, why don't you brothers swear to protect Miss to death." The scar-faced old man's face was cold, and it was obvious that he had also heard about the unfavorable situation of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu's family.

"Haha, I, Yin Tianzheng, want to see who dares to embarrass my daughter, son-in-law and grandson."

The hook-nosed old man laughed heroically, but there was a piercing murderous aura in his words.

It turned out that this group of people was the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king, who rose up to congratulate the Wudang sect patriarch Zhang Sanfeng on his birthday.

As for the three old men, they were thieves who were rampant in the southwest in the past, and later they were besieged by many masters.

Therefore, these three people were grateful to Yin Tianzheng for saving his life, so they made a heavy oath to be a slave for him for life, abandoned their former names, and changed their names to Yin Wufu, Yin Wulu, and Yin Wushou.

The scar-faced old man is Yin Wufu, the pock-faced old man is Yin Wulu, and the black-faced old man is Yin Wushou.

After listening to Yin Tianzheng's words, the pock-faced old man Yin Wulu suddenly said: "Master, in fact, there is that person, even if the world's heroes gather today, they can't make big waves." Besides, there is still Zhang Zhenren on Wudang Mountain, and all the heroes of Wudang are not weak hands. ”

Yin Tianzheng nodded slightly, and couldn't help but think of the young man who broke into the main altar of the Heavenly Eagle Sect two years ago, as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The young man only fought against him for a hundred moves and easily defeated him, leaving a sentence "The eagle claw skill of the white-eyed eagle king is really unparalleled in the world", and then drifted away.

There is a huge Heavenly Eagle Sect, thousands of people and horses, and he can't even touch the corner of the young man's clothes, which is really humiliating and terrifying.

Later, Yin Tianzheng investigated in many ways and learned that the young man was actually a closed disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang Sect, and as soon as he came out of the mountain, he defeated Wei Yixiao, the Blue Winged Bat King who was also one of the four Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect.

The young man's swordsmanship is superb, his skills are profound, and his light skills are peerless, and he is like an immortal in the world, and there is no trace where he steps on it, so the people in the rivers and lakes respect him as a traceless son.

In the past two years, the name of the Traceless Prince has become more and more famous, and the people in the martial arts have gradually ignored that he is just a second-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, and regards him as a real top figure in the rivers and lakes.

Later, he gradually became the first in the light skills of the traceless son, with peerless swordsmanship and unparalleled fist skills.

In addition, he traveled all the way, killing people on the rivers and lakes, but the people he killed were all heinous people, there was no mistake or omission, and the people in the rivers and lakes couldn't beat him in martial arts, and he didn't dare to accuse him openly, at most he could only secretly curse a "bloodthirsty butcher" in secret.

"I haven't seen him for two years, and I don't know how high his martial arts are." Yin Tianzheng was full of emotion, and he was still haunted by being easily defeated by a teenager two years ago.

"The little one can't imagine how the original young man cultivated, he dominated the world with his skills at a young age, and his fists and feet were also invincible in the world. A month ago, Yuan Shaoxia took those subordinates to Shaolin, and his two subordinates defeated the monks of the Shaolin empty generation, and the Shaolin monks were even defeated by the older generation. The black-faced Yin Wulu said with a big grin.

These top-secret news are naturally unknown to ordinary people, and the Shaolin faction also feels embarrassed, how can it be spread outside, but these news can't be hidden from the people with intentions on the rivers and lakes, but the Heavenly Eagle Sect is this kind of person.

"That kid is a freak, and the people around him are also freaks", Yin Tianzheng scolded angrily.

Slowly, some of them finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, looking at the mountain from a distance, the strange mountains are standing tall, the mountains are continuous, the green and steep are pulled, and the clouds cover the mist.

At this time, on Wudang Mountain, in Zixiao Palace, Yuan Ye and other second-generation disciples all changed into new clothes and saluted their masters one by one to celebrate his birthday, and finally Song Qingshu with clear eyebrows and Zhang Wuji with tiger brains.

Zhang Sanfeng sat on the top, with a ruddy complexion, gray hair and gray beard, deep eyes, and a calm momentum.

Today's 100th birthday banquet, Zhang Sanfeng also changed into a brand-new cyan robe, a white silk shirt inside, peach red pants can be seen at the hem, wide sleeves, puffer fish shoes, a Taiji diagram behind the back, the whole person sits on the chair, which naturally gives people a quiet and peaceful taste.

Everyone had just finished celebrating their birthdays, and it was about the turn of some third-generation disciples to step forward, when a Taoist boy came in and reported: "The Heavenly Eagle Sect Leader Yin has come up the mountain to pay homage to the ancestor!" ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but after a while, they reacted, and looked at Zhang Cuishan and his wife, and Mo Shenggu even quipped: "Fifth brother, your father-in-law is here, why don't you go and greet the guests!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Don't make fun of Cuishan, Sect Master Yin personally came to congratulate Lao Dao on his birthday, why don't we go and greet it together!" ”

After that, he led the Wudang people out, and at this time, under the leadership of Zhao Douchun, Yin Tianzheng and his party had already passed the Sword Pavilion.