Since Zhang Sanfeng has appeared in this world, he will definitely leave some clues, and Taijiquan can be regarded as a top-level martial art for Huixin, so he naturally wants to feel it.

Wudang is not a stranger to Huixin, after the unification of the Central Plains in the Luding world, he also had a feeling in Wudang Mountain, but in the end of the law period, it is really difficult to appear a congenital master.

Huixin has only fought with a pseudo-congenital before, and the fight is not happy.

This time I went to Wudang, but I had a grudge in my heart.

After all, if you want to fully gain the experience of Taijiquan, you need to fight with top masters.

It is not strange in the martial arts to take advantage of it, but Huixin does not want to eliminate the Wudang Dao system, but the practice of clearing the void makes Huixin more disgusted.

There is no need to spend any effort at all, Huixin relied on his past memories to appear out of thin air at the foot of Wudang Mountain, at this time the sky was just bright, there was still fog around Wudang Mountain, with the faint sunlight, it was a bit of a fairy holy land.

"Your Excellency is a master of the rivers and lakes, this is Wudang!"

The four Taoist boys blocked Huixin's way and asked vigilantly.

"Amitabha, give a notice to the head of Wudang, and say that the master of the Oolong Zen Academy, Huixin, has come to worship the mountain!"

Huixin put his hands behind his back, exuding a faint coldness, looking at the peak of Wudang Mountain at forty-five degrees, feeling that on Wudang Mountain, there seemed to be more than one innate master, his brows were furrowed, but there was no trace of fear, but he was very excited.

The blood all over the body seems to be active, if Wudang's strength is small, Huixin is not necessary, but Wudang's high-end strength at this time is stronger than Shaolin, no wonder there is no fear.

"Huixin, go, go and tell the master!"

The four Dao Tong glanced at each other, and they all showed a look of horror, as if Huixin's name was as terrifying as an eternal beast.

Huixin stood in place, and did not suddenly break in, the etiquette of the rivers and lakes is not that he does not understand, but looks at people.

If Wudang's strength is weak and he does evil in the rivers and lakes, he doesn't need to pay homage at all, and he will be eliminated directly, and he is afraid that others will not say anything.

Not long after, a large group of Wudang faction masters walked down the mountain together, holding long swords, and the leader was Qingxu.

"The master is coming to the contemptible faction, and he is disappointed, I don't know what to say?"

The leader is wearing a gossip robe, holding Buddha dust and looking like a fairy wind bone, looking at his age.

"Amitabha, the poor monk just came but cause and effect, a few days ago, your faction Qingxu accused the poor monk of killing innocents indiscriminately, although Huixin is the back of the rivers and lakes, but it is not a rootless duckweed, how about Wudang to give the poor monk some words!"

Hui Xin seemed to be smiling, looking at the emptiness in the crowd, and said coldly.

"You demon monk, you killed Yu Canghai, and you dare to say that you didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, Lao Dao fought with you today!"

In Huixin's eyes, a killing intent emerged, shooting straight towards Qingxu, the coercion of the innate master, which is not something that ordinary martial arts masters can resist.

The old man who held the dust whisk in his hand snorted coldly, but he relied on his sharp intuition to resist Huixin's spiritual attack.

Qingxu was sweating profusely, and he didn't think that Huixin would dare to make a move in Wudang, but he was too blind to no one.

"Your Excellency doesn't think it's too much, here Wudang Mountain!"

Although the old Taoist priest said this, he still glanced at Qingxu with displeasure, it was really unwise to provoke such a strong enemy, but Wudang could only accept it.

"Your Excellency is good at kung fu, I don't know who it is?"

"Old Dao Mingling, the thirteenth generation of Wudang Sect Leader!"

That Taoist priest turned out to be the head of the previous generation, but now he is not ranked at all among the innate masters, not even as good as Dongfang.

Huixin pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "You are not the opponent of the poor monk, let other congenital masters come out, if you can defeat the poor monk, this matter will be over, if you can't win, Wudang will be closed for ten years from now on, how!"

The Immortal Ling Daoist, his eyes were shocked, he looked Huixin up and down, and suddenly said, "Aren't you also a person from this world?"

"Hmph, I heard that Zhang Sanfeng once broke through the void and came to this world, then there must be a Taijiquan manuscript experience, if you Wudang wins, the poor monk will leave, but if you lose, then don't blame the poor monk for being rude, if you want to blame you Wudang Qingxu does not know the image, provoke the congenital!"

Huixin sneered, and the phantom of the big Buddha condensed behind him, and it looked like he was about to become an entity.

If it becomes an entity, at least Wisdom's combat power will be doubled.

Ming Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Come on, please come out of the customs!"

Qingxu was shocked and said, "Uncle Shi, don't!"

"Hmph, I also said, if it weren't for the trouble you provoked, Uncle Shi would have gone out of the customs, it would be easier than Wudang being destroyed, you don't know what to do, the poor road sealed your internal strength today, and you have been practicing hard work for ten years, you can be guilty!"

As soon as Ming Ling's words fell, Qingxu's whole person laughed and said, "Phew, what kind of head are you, what right do you have to do this, Qingxu, I think I'm right, why are you!"

Huixin hugged his shoulders and looked indifferently at the internal battle in Wudang.

"Presumptuous, just because you don't have the strength, provoke a strong enemy, bring trouble to Wudang, and dare to talk back, come to someone, drag Qingxu to the True Martial Palace, and wait for the fate!

Huixin shook his head, the innate master is a treasure of a faction, and the power of the innate master is also very great, not to mention that the void is so big, and he can't even see the situation clearly.

Regardless of whether Ming Ling really wants to abolish Qingxu or make a play, Liang Zi has already been settled, if he follows Huixin's previous practices, he doesn't need to talk nonsense with Wudang at all, just fight all the way.

However, for the sake of the Taijiquan manuscript experience and Zhang Sanfeng's internal boxing, Huixin also had to go through the procedure like this.

Otherwise, the rivers and lakes will be chaotic for a long time, and disasters will inevitably occur.

"Amitabha, Wudang's internal affairs can be dealt with whenever they want, but the poor monks come from afar, and Wudang is so hospitable?"

"Zen Master Huixin, forgive me, Wudang has no malice at this time, this matter is just a practice of Qingxu alone, and it has nothing to do with my Wudang!"

The second-generation disciple who was standing beside Ming Ling suddenly stood up and said to Huixin in a calm tone.

Huixin didn't even look at it, just stared at Ming Ling like this.

"Please go up the mountain!"

Shen Ling's words fell, and the rest of the Wudang Taoist priests separated the two sides and shouted in unison, "Please go up the mountain!"

Huixin did not refuse, and followed Ming Ling all the way to Wudang Mountain Taoist Temple.

Shen Ling didn't let others follow, and asked, "Divine monk, Poor Dao has never seen you have murderous intent, I'm afraid that this time I came just for the things left by my Wudang Kai Sect Patriarch?"

"Old Dao, you have a good vision, since the poor monk is in the capital, he knows that there have been martial arts masters who broke the void and traveled around the world, and naturally yearning for it, although Zhang is a Taoist, but the concept of martial arts does have its unique meaning, I won't tell you, there was also a Wudang faction in my world, but its strength is weak, and the poor monk of Wudang Taijiquan will also!"