"Brother Su, congratulations ......"

"Su Zhangjiao ......"

"Su Gongzi ......"

Shaolin Wudang, Zhang Wuji, Yang Yaoqin, etc., almost all those who know and those who don't know are here, this is also from the prestige of Su Cheng in the past two or three years, otherwise this great canon of the Quanzhen Sect will really be a little deserted.

It's a pity that although Song Yuanqiao and a few people from Wudang came, they still didn't see Zhang Sanfeng, which made Su Cheng a little disappointed.

But it's normal, except for more than ten years ago, when he took Zhang Wuji down the mountain for treatment, for decades, Zhang Sanfeng has almost never gone down Wudang Mountain, and it is impossible to make an exception for him.

At this time, a group of disciples danced swords on the stage, or performed other martial arts, showing their strength and foundation to their fellow Taoists.

Although the cultivation is not profound, these disciples are young, and they have a solid foundation, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that they will inevitably do something in the future.

"Su Zhangjiao, congratulations, after a hundred years, the Quanzhen Sect has reappeared."

The empty wisdom monk stepped forward to congratulate again, and the fact that he can come today already shows that Shaolin has acquiesced to the affairs of the Quanzhen Sect, at least on the bright side, he will not be embarrassed.

This is because of Su Cheng's peerless martial arts, as well as the various things he has done in the past few years, on the other hand, it is also caused by the current situation, the world is turbulent, and the most important thing for Shaolin at this time is to ensure that its own inheritance is not lost, not to suppress other sects.

"Su Zhangjiao, the family teacher has been in retreat all these years, so I can't come, please forgive me."

Song Yuanqiao also stepped forward and explained the reason, after all, in the previous letterhead, Su Cheng deliberately expressed his respect and admiration for Zhang Sanfeng.

"Su Zhangjiao, congratulations, from now on, there is another leader of the righteous path on the rivers and lakes."

Extinction also stepped forward to congratulate two sentences, since getting the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent, although the cultivation of Emei's disciples has not been greatly improved, but it is of great help to the future development.

……

After dealing with a group of people, Su Cheng originally planned to talk to Zhang Wuji or Yang Yaoqin, but he didn't want to meet an unexpected person.

Wanyan Deming was dressed in a Han gown and wore a square scarf, he had never walked around the rivers and lakes in the first place, and no one really recognized him because of the people here.

"I've seen ...... coach"

Facing the young Su Cheng, Wanyan Deming's attitude was respectful, just like he was in the Yuan Court, so that people couldn't find any mistakes.

"Mr. Wanyan, I am a little surprised that you can come here in person."

Su Cheng looked at Yan Deming, his breath was chaotic, obviously he was injured, so much time had passed, the injury caused by his punch should have recovered a long time ago.

Moreover, it is really surprising that such a cautious person can come to Su Cheng.

"Zhangjiao, the Ming people don't say secret words, the reason why I came here is because the matter between you and me has been known by the Yuan Court, and I have been chasing and killing me, and I came here to seek your protection."

Wanyan Deming knows that in front of a person like Su Cheng, telling the truth is the best choice, and lies can be deceived for a while, but as long as they are exposed, the consequences are also unbearable for him.

"Huh? With your strength, there is still someone in the Yuan Court who can hunt you down? ”

Su Cheng frowned, Yuan Ting is indeed more powerful than Wan Yan Deming, but defeating and chasing are two different things.

Unless he is extremely good at light skills, just like Wei Yixiao, or his strength far exceeds that of Wan Yan Deming, it is impossible for an ordinary martial arts master to hunt down and kill Wan Yan Deming, and he may not even be able to find a trace of this person.

"It's a person from Yuanting Ouchi, and the leader is a ......"

Wanyan Deming was about to explain the situation, but saw Su Cheng suddenly turn around and stare in the direction of the mountain.

"It's an old eunuch."

Su Cheng's mind was clear, and suddenly a full moon rose, and in the dark, he seemed to see a decaying old eunuch, who was slowly stepping on Zhongnan Mountain from the stone steps under the mountain.

As the saying goes, the way of sincerity can be foreseen, and when martial arts are cultivated to a certain level, you can feel something from the underworld.

After the cultivation of the Taixuan Sutra became more and more in-depth, Su Cheng suddenly had this ability.

"You are here to appease the guests, and I will come when I go......"

Su Cheng passed the sound into the secret with one hand, said a word to the second elder of Huashan and the others, and the figure quietly disappeared in the square, and then walked straight down the mountain.

I didn't expect that there was really such an old monster in this Yuan Ting Da Nei.

Su Cheng's heart was a little heavy, since the completion of the miracle, he felt the pressure for a long time.

Slowly came to the mountainside, Su Cheng saw from a distance that an old eunuch in front of him was standing on the stone steps, with his body bent, looking like he was seventy or eighty, wearing a round hat and a cyan robe, and there was no sign of martial arts, obviously he had reached the realm of returning to the basics.

"You all go back, I want to talk to this old gentleman about something."

Su Cheng waved his hand to ask the disciples on the side to retreat, otherwise if there was a dispute later, these disciples would only waste their lives in vain.

"This senior, I don't know what I came here for?"

Although Su Cheng is ready to do it, he will not make a move easily, if the other party is really the person who founded the Sunflower Treasure Book, then it must be an extremely difficult opponent.

"Little guy, your martial arts cultivation is good, but you shouldn't hide people, our family has no intention of embarrassing you, hand over people, and our family will go back."

The old eunuch half-squinted his eyes, glanced at Su Cheng, and noticed the aura on Su Cheng's body, and was secretly surprised in his heart, and he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Seniors, forgive me......

Su Cheng directly refused, although he didn't expect that Wanyan Deming would attract such an old monster, but he would not show his cowardice for this.

People respect me, I respect people, since this old eunuch is so polite and full of malice, then Su Cheng will naturally not give him a good face.

"It's so daring, in that case, let's have a good hand with you, a little guy."

As soon as the old eunuch's voice fell, the person turned into countless afterimages, swept across more than ten zhang in an instant, and the white palm poked out, like a dragon grabbing it, it was about to take away the heart of Su Cheng.

Su Cheng retreated suddenly, but the old eunuch was like a tarsal bone, and the figures of the two of them moved in an instant, flashing on the mountainside, as if changing shapes, and ordinary people couldn't see the traces of the two of them moving.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to be able to keep up with our speed, it's really a bit surprising."

After the old eunuch finished speaking, the figure paused slightly, the rickety body stood up slightly straight, and the old state also changed, becoming forty or fifty, and the speed of the body suddenly increased again, like a ghost and a ghost, fluttering back and forth, like light smoke.

"This ...... Can the speed be increased? ”

Su Cheng was secretly shocked in his heart, the reason why his speed was able to keep up with the other party was due to the Taixuan Sutra and profound internal force, but this was also to his limit, the old eunuch's speed suddenly increased again, and he was already difficult to compete.

Zheng Zheng!

Ziwei's soft sword appeared instantly, with a soft buzz, turning into dozens of afterimages, protecting Su Cheng's body, colliding with the attacking grab, there was a roar in the void, and the figures of Su Cheng and the old eunuch also retreated four or five zhang in an instant.

"It's amazing......"