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"So in my brother's opinion, how about this victory?"

"If these methods are alone, the odds of winning are only six or seven percent. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)" Meng Yuan sneered.

"Uh, did the dream envoy overestimate the other party?" Shangguan Yun was a little disapproving.

"Shangguan Hall Master, you also know the means of the right envoy of dreams, and with the right envoy of dreams, you want to plan more than that." Let me laugh.

"The leader is wise, in a word." Meng Yuan continued to pat himself on the back, "This battle has reached such a situation, it is no longer a duel between one or two masters, relying on martial arts to decide the winner." What we have to face next is a war, and it is our side that attacks and the other side defends. In the case of little difference in strength between the two sides, the defender is always in an advantageous position, which is what I call geographical advantage. If it is forcibly attacked, it will hurt the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800 yourself, and the imperial court and Dongchang are simply a double-edged sword. So there's one more thing we can do before we go on the offensive. ”

He walked to the window, pointed to the mountain in the distance and said, "Sect Master, Brother Xiang, Brother Shangguan, please see where this is?" ”

"This is Turtle Mountain, and over there is Snake Mountain." Ren Wuxing's heart was shocked, and he looked at Meng Yuan in surprise and asked, "Brother Meng, are you fighting Wudang's idea?" ”

Meng Yuan smiled slightly and said: "That's right, sect leader, my plan is sixteen words, first destroy Wudang, and then punish Shaolin, only my god cult, martial arts is king!" ”

Wudang Mountain, also known as Taihe Mountain, is located in the northwest of Hubei Province, known as "the unparalleled victory of eternity, the first immortal mountain in the world". During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, the Yongle Emperor, built the Wudang Mountain Dojo as the royal dojo, and the history has the saying of "building the Forbidden City in the north and building Wudang in the south", and Wudang Mountain has the reputation of "the first mountain of Taoism".

But Wudang is famous, not only because of its beautiful scenery, nor because it is the dojo of the Zhenwu Emperor, but because of a great master who shook the ancient and modern, Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng, who experienced the Southern Song Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty in his life, is also known as Quanyi, the word Junbao, the sloppy Taoist, Xuan Xuanzi, and died at the age of 212. Legend has it that Zhang Sanfeng Taoist was a disciple of Master Jueyuan of Shaolin, and later because of the transformation of Shaolin, traveling through the rivers and lakes, passing through Taihe Mountain, seeing the shape of the turtle and snake two mountains and enlightenment, is the creation of Wudang faction.

Wudang martial arts is broad and profound, and Shaolin Kung Fu and said, Wudang stunts, Shaolin Kung Fu, concentrated Chinese martial arts, people according to the different characteristics of Wudang and Shaolin martial arts, divided into Chinese martial arts for the south and the north, inside and outside, known as "the north respects Shaolin, the south worships Wudang" said. Shaolin Feng Dharma is the ancestor, and Wudang is Zhang Sanfeng as the founder.

Although after Zhang Sanfeng, no one in the martial arts can reach or approach Zhang Sanfeng's realm, but Zhang Sanfeng has left an incomparably deep foundation for Wudang, so that Wudang can approach the status of Shaolin in the martial arts in less than two hundred years and become the Taishan Beidou in the righteous path of martial arts.

But in martial arts novels, even in Jin Yong's novels, Wudang is a declining sect, and in this life, even the true martial arts sword and Sanfeng Fist Sutra passed down by the ancestor have been lost. If Sanfeng Zhenren knew in the sky, I am afraid that a few thunderbolts would descend to chop these unscrupulous disciples alive.

Wudang, Tianzhu Peak, Purple Void Palace, two middle-aged Taoists sat there, chatting helplessly.

"Uncle Qingxu, you said that the head of the family is here, when will you be able to come back?"

"Senior nephew Chenggao, why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little annoying. Uncle Shi, what do you think of our Purple Void Uncle's personality? ”

Qingxu thought for a while and said, "This ...... Senior Brother Zixu is the descendant of Master Yin's uncle's ancestor, and his swordsmanship is extremely fine, even if he is not inferior to the senior brother in charge, and he has the great merit of returning the long-lost 'True Martial Seven Interception Array' formation. Just ......"

He hesitated for a moment and said: "His actions are a bit excessive, especially this time, I, like you, are a little worried about the senior brother and junior brother, junior nephew." ”

The two of them are the best of the Wudang virtual character generation and the Chengzi generation, and the swordsmanship of one hand and two instruments is even better, and when Chongxu led the Wudang disciples to Shaolin, he left the two of them to preside over the affairs of the faction.

Before he could finish speaking, the gate of Zixiao Palace was pushed open, and a disciple hurriedly rushed in and said, "Senior Uncle, Senior Brother, someone has broken into the mountain and has destroyed the Sword Rock!" ”

The two of them were taken aback, hurriedly grabbed their long swords, and ordered: "Ring the bell immediately and form a formation." ”

More than 200 years after the establishment of the school, the alarm bell rang throughout Wudang Mountain, marking the coming of the greatest catastrophe in Wudang for hundreds of years.

Time back to before, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, four people came, the first one was a tall middle-aged man, his hair was as black as ink, and he couldn't tell his specific age, only a pair of eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

Behind him were three people, and on the left was an old man in a white robe, with gray hair, with a scimitar pinned to his waist, and his upper body straight, standing there like a spear erected.

On the left is a black-clothed scribe who does not look amazing, belonging to the kind that can never be found in the pile of embarrassment, with an indifferent expression, carrying a long sword that looks ordinary and can be bought for three or four taels of silver in any blacksmith shop, like a winter baking master, and like a fallen talent, it looks like a nondescript look.

Behind is a heroic man, with ape arms and bee waist, carrying a thick-backed long sword that is three points wider than the ordinary green steel sword, his temples are bulging high, and his eyes contain divine light.

The middle-aged man at the head suddenly pointed to the three big characters on a cliff in front of him and said, "A few brothers, what are those three words written?" ”

The white-robed old man smiled and said: "Sect Master, this is the Jie Jian Rock, it is said that all people in the martial arts, when they pass by here, they must untie their weapons and put them here." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed and said, "Why is this?" ”

The black-clothed scribe on the side said: "Sect Master, this custom of unraveling the sword and climbing the mountain was originally a kind of courtesy voluntarily by the people in the martial arts in order to show their respect for Zhang Sanfeng, the grandmaster of the Wudang Kai School. But later, it became a posture of Wudang disciples' self-pretentiousness. To put it mildly, this rule is simply to take off your pants and fart, and that's more. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "How do you say this?" ”

"Sect Master, you think, for this rule, there are no more than three types of people who see it. Anyone who voluntarily unwields the sword, most of them are friends of Wudang, or those who hold Wudang's thick legs, for Wudang, they can't untie the sword, there is no difference at all. And those who are determined to be enemies of Wudang will not pay attention to this regulation at all, but make them feel funny. And those who were forced to untie the sword only succumbed to Wudang's obscenity, not convincing, which only showed that Wudang's disciples had no one in their eyes, and they were domineering. ”

"It makes sense, I also heard that in addition to the opening sect master Zhang Sanfeng Zhenren, this Wudang is extremely good, and the younger generations of disciples are not as good as the generation.

In front of the sword cliff, these four people pointed at the three big characters, and their voices were louder than the other, especially the last sentence, and a little internal force was added, that is, within a radius of several miles, they could all be heard clearly.

"Who is a madman, who dares to provoke the majesty of my Wudang." Seven young Taoist priests jumped out of the hula under the sword relief rock, and the four of them shouted with their sword halberds.

"Majesty? Where is it? I don't see it, brothers, do you see it? The middle-aged man asked.

"No, only seven janitor dogs barking." The white-robed old man said

"It's still seven miscellaneous dogs." Ying Wuzi said with a smile.

"Brother, you say that this martial arts is domineering, I don't think it maybe?" The middle-aged man looked at the black-clothed scribe.

"Hehe, I think it's because Wudang is intimidated by the power of our waiting, and he knows that we love dog meat, so I sent these seven miscellaneous soil dogs, let me wait for the tooth sacrifice." The black-clothed scribe said.

"The thief looks at the sword."

The first person made a look, and the other six people took out their long swords together, faintly pointing at the middle-aged leader, but he flew out like an arrow, and the long sword pointed at the black-clothed scribe.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines." The black-clothed scribe did not draw his sword, but suddenly raised the sheathed long sword, and the top of the hilt was the elbow of the first person. The Taoist only felt that his hand was numb, and the long sword had reached the other party's hand.

"I have heard for a long time that Wudang has a swordsmanship called the Thirteen Swords of the Shenmen, but I didn't expect it to be in your hands, but it was to give my own Shenmen acupoint to others, I Dao Sanfeng is a real scholar and a celestial, and he has become an immortal body, how can he finally return to the west, it turned out that he was angry to death by a disciple like you."

With a "poof", a mouthful of blood spat out of the mouth, and he fell to the ground, and was actually angry to death.

The middle-aged man at the head circled his hands, and a strong suction force swept over the six people opposite, snatched the long sword in the opponent's hand and said with a smile: "When I watched the Three Kingdoms, I saw Zhou Yu and Wang Lang being angry to death by Zhuge Liang, and I still didn't believe it. ”

Meng Yuan said with a little embarrassment: "But it was Meng Mou's mouth that owed, and he just wanted to make him stunned, but he accidentally him off, and it was over, it was over." ”

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