Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Wooden Master

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Zhao Mingyuan diverted the topic and said: "I heard that the head of Shi Yan has passed away from illness, and then the head of the Wudang sect will take over as the head of the Wudang faction." ”

Mu Dao said: "Yes, Master Shi went too suddenly.

He was already terminally ill and couldn't survive for three months.

Now, after some injuries and these things, I finally can't survive.

Even the last words were not left.

The disciples are still young and can't stand up to things.

It's up to me to keep up the scene. ”

Zhao Mingyuan said: "The chief of the wooden road is one of the top five masters in the world, so why be humble? But maybe it's time for me to change my name, or maybe it's time to call you the head of the wood? ”

Mu Daoren said modestly: "It's still early, it's still early." ”

But in the tone of the words, it is obvious that it will be sooner or later.

It seems that the Mudao people are indeed bound to win.

Soon, there was an episode, and Lu Xiaofeng disappeared.

This is what they found in Iron Shoulder, Wang Ten Bags and Hua Manlou.

Lu Xiaofeng drove a carriage towards Wudang Mountain, but he didn't come to Wudang for a long time.

Everyone knows that he will never disappear for no reason.

Soon, under a dangerous slope in the back mountain of Wudang, the carriage was found, and there was still a coat of Lu Xiaofeng on the car. It's just that the placket of the shirt has long been torn, and there are still traces of struggle on the dirt.

Seeing this, everyone knew that Lu Xiaofeng must have had an accident, but they searched all over Wudang Mountain but found no trace.

Until the end, the wooden road man suddenly remembered that there was a cave in the back mountain.

It was originally a place where Wudang disciples who had been punished for making mistakes in the past, but now their door rules were not as strict as before, and no one had been to that place for a long time.

Everyone went there to take a look, and sure enough, they found Lu Xiaofeng.

Thankfully, they arrived just in time. Otherwise, in such a remote place, Lu Xiaofeng would really be trapped here.

At this time, Mu Daoren finally completely cleared the suspicion.

Iron shoulder, Wang Shibao, they no longer believe that the wooden road people are old knife handles.

Soon, Wudang carried out the ceremony again, which was the succession ceremony of the Mudao people.

The Mudao people wore a purple and gold crown on their heads, and wore a seven-star sword representing the token of the head of Wudang on their waists.

It's not what it used to be!

Even Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but sigh.

And when Lu Xiaofeng saw this, he almost tilted his nose.

He'd never lost so badly.

Now, the wooden road man is almost like pointing at his nose and saying, even if you know that I am an old knife handle? What can you do with me without proof?

Lu Xiaofeng really had no choice, so he could only vent his evil anger and say to Mu Daodao: "Congratulations, Master Mu has finally got his wish!" ”

Although his attitude was polite and polite, his words were sarcastic. In particular, he clenched the words "as he wished".

But now Mu Daoren, no, Mu Zhangmen, is the fourteenth generation head of the Wudang Sect, and naturally no one can be despised by anyone.

The head of the wooden family put his hands on Lu Xiaofeng's shoulders and secretly used his internal force, and the force of the downward pressure for a while almost pressed Lu Xiaofeng to his knees.

But Lu Xiaofeng is also stubborn, he can avoid it, but he has to resist hard.

Although Lu Xiaofeng's kung fu is indeed good, it is mostly because his move skills are the top in the rivers and lakes. If you fight hard with the head of the wood, wouldn't it be the strength of the opponent with your own shortcomings, and naturally you are not the opponent of the head of the wood.

Seeing that the pressure on Mu Zhangmen was increasing, Lu Xiaofeng was speechless at this time, even if he wanted to open his mouth to admit defeat, he couldn't.

The onlookers Iron Shoulder, Wang Shibao and others have already discovered the internal strength of the two.

It's just that the strength of the two people is already like-for-tat, and if a third party inserts it, it will inevitably break the balance.

The slightest deviation in power could harm one of them, or it could be destroyed by the combined efforts of the two of them.

No one dares to take such a risk.

For a while, people were in a hurry, but they were helpless.

Nowadays, there is naturally no interference from the fact that Ximen blows snow and worships the mountain.

Alas, it's better to end the things you change by yourself, which is also your own cause and effect.

Helpless, Zhao Mingyuan had no choice but to make a move.

Otherwise, even if Lu Xiaofeng does not die, he will be seriously injured, so wouldn't this river and lake be a little less fun.

Zhao Mingyuan stretched out his hands and separated the two.

Iron Shoulder and Wang Shibao were shocked in their hearts, Zhao Mingyuan wanted to separate the two like this, but it was too inappropriate.

They secretly frowned in their hearts, Zhao Mingyuan was still too young, although his swordsmanship was excellent, but his internal strength needed time to accumulate, just as Lu Xiaofeng's internal strength was definitely not as good as that of Mu Zhangmen.

They were afraid that Zhao Mingyuan would do bad things with good intentions.

There were accidents one after another on Wudang Mountain, and everyone in Wudang had already held back a wave of anger, in case the new head who had just succeeded was seriously injured, then it was bound to be unkind.

Fortunately, Zhao Mingyuan divided his hands like this, and actually separated the two.

It was as if Lu Xiaofeng and Mu Zhangmen were just acting and did not use internal force.

But everyone knows that it is absolutely impossible.

However, this kind of thing can only be done by Zhao Mingyuan.

This is the miracle effect of the great shift.

In the past few years, Zhao Mingyuan's internal strength has been refined again, and now the Great Shift of Qiankun has been cultivated to the third layer.

Although it is not yet complete, it is already higher than Yang Xiao's cultivation level back then.

Just moved the internal force of the two of them back into backward force, and with a light touch, the two of them were separated, each taking a few steps back.

Zhao Mingyuan showed this hand, which really surprised everyone.

The more advanced the martial arts, the more they understand the difficulty of this hand and the strength of the internal force required.

Because they didn't understand the magic of the Great Shift, they imagined Zhao Mingyuan even more terrifying.

Seeing that Zhao Mingyuan was not only young and had swordsmanship like a god, but even his internal strength cultivation was so profound, and his martial arts were so strong, he couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps, only such Zhao Mingyuan can fight with Ximen Blowing Snow!

The key is that Zhao Mingyuan is still so young now, and the title of the world's number one in the future is almost in his pocket.

Moreover, he has also formed a family with the current head of Wudang, which is really emotional, it is really a strong combination.

Everyone sighed, feeling that there was no mistake in coming to Wudang Mountain this time, and it was indeed worth the trip.

After the ceremony, many guests began to resign to Mu Zhangmen one by one and left Wudang Mountain.

Zhao Mingyuan looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who was lost from a distance, but did not comfort him.

After all, no one asked him to go to the meetings of the Eagle's Nest program.

Even if Lu Xiaofeng didn't think that Zhao Mingyuan leaked secrets, he now regarded him as a member of the Mu Dao people and would no longer trust him.

They're not all the way anymore.

(End of chapter)