The main hall was slightly lonely, and the faint sunlight was blocked out of the gate, like a lurking beast, with a huge oppression, which made people's hearts hairy.

Zhang Zheng was extremely calm, taking a sip of the tea in the teacup from time to time, and did not mean to speak. Just this bearing made Qingquan frown, Zhang Zheng's name was getting louder and louder in the rivers and lakes, he thought it was just a vain name, but now he had to put away the contempt in his heart.

Zhang Zheng is not in a hurry, but Qingquan can't just dry it up, after waiting for a long time, he still doesn't see Zhang Zheng have the intention of speaking, he can only take the lead in breaking the deadlock: "I don't know if this time the pacification envoy came to the Wudang faction, but what is the matter? If there is someone I can help, I will not refuse." ”

Zhang Zheng smiled secretly in his heart, this old man still couldn't hold his breath, he shook his head, and pretended to be puzzled: "The real person in charge really doesn't know why this official came?"

Qingquan frowned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, he had already guessed what Zhang Zheng's purpose was, but that thing was no longer a Wudang faction. He said with a smile: "How can I guess the thoughts of the adults, and please calm the adults to solve their doubts." ”

Zhang Zhengdao: "Immortal Pill, can the Taoist know it?"

Qingquan smiled bitterly, his own Wudang faction is the only thing that can make Jinyi Wei come all the way.

If he still has the Immortal Pill in his hand, he will definitely give it to Zhang Zheng, after all, there is no need to make a feud with Jinyiwei for something.

But yesterday, the pill had already been taken by the people of the imperial court, and he didn't have it in his hand.

What's more, the Immortal Pill was an elixir refined by the head of the previous generation, and there were only three in the entire Wudang Sect, all of which were handed over, and he couldn't take them out even if he wanted to.

The name of Zhang Zheng's murder is known to the whole rivers and lakes, and Qingquan is naturally no exception, so he can only explain stubbornly: "The Lord of the Suppression Envoy is a step late, and the pill has been taken away yesterday." ”

Zhang Zheng had a cold face, leaned forward, and asked in an unkind tone, "Who took it away?"

Qingquan hurriedly said: "It was taken away by the subordinates of Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and they also showed the documents of the Ministry of War, so they had no choice but to give it to them." ”

"Do you know what will happen if Jin Yiwei can't complete his mission?" he threatened in a cold voice.

This is just Zhang Zheng planning to extort bamboo from Wudang and deliberately pretending to be it, he has long known that the pill is no longer Wudang, but he has traveled all the way, he can't get nothing, go back empty-handed, he is not this kind of master who suffers in vain.

Qingquan is not old and confused, although he doesn't know Zhang Zhengda's attention, he will never believe that the dignified Jinyi Wei will be so ill-informed.

But Zhang Zheng made it clear that he wanted to pretend not to know, Qingquan didn't dare to tear his face directly, once Zhang Zheng died and wanted to clean up Wudang, then the foundation of hundreds of years would be destroyed in his hands, and he would become a sinner in Wudang.

It can't be said that Qingquan has no backbone, for hundreds of years, Wudang has avoided the world and has no relationship with the court. Look at the forces on the rivers and lakes that have been against Jinyiwei, are there still fewer who have been wiped out?

Qingquan didn't dare to gamble, once he lost, he couldn't afford the consequences.

So he could only lower his position: "My lord, the pill is really no longer in Wudang Mountain, even if you search all over Wudang, there is no one." ”

Zhang Zheng looked at him, as if judging the truth of Qingquan's words, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and made a contemplative look.

"Since the real person in charge said so, the official is not embarrassed by the head. He paused and continued: "This official has come from afar, he is tired all the way, and he wants to repair in Wudang for a few days, what does the head of the family think?"

Although Qingquan felt that it was inappropriate, he didn't dare to say that he disagreed, so he had to nod his head again and again. Unexpectedly, Zhang Zheng's words changed: "This official heard that Wudang is very knowledgeable and admires him very much, I wonder if the real person can let me go to the library to have a look?"

“......”

Qingquan Daoist wanted to scold people, and now he finally understood that Zhang Zheng was not a drunkard, and wanted to peek into his own martial arts by taking advantage of the pill.

In the whole world, who doesn't know that Wudang's martial arts are powerful, and there are more people who admire them, but those who want to go to the library are still bad.

He thought that Zhang Zheng, as the envoy of Jinyi Weibei Town, would have to save a little face, but he never wanted to do things so weirdly and not pay attention to the rules.

Although the Wudang faction studied Danshu, the foundation of the Keli faction was martial arts, and Zhang Zheng's move was tantamount to destroying his door wall.

Qingquan Zhenren's state of mind is no matter how profound, he is also a little angry at this time, his eyes are glaring at Zhang Zheng, if his eyes can kill, Zhang Zheng has died many times.

......

He directly ignored Qingquan's eyes and said, "Real people should think clearly, don't make a decision that you will regret for the rest of your life." ”

"Hmph", Qingquan let out a cold snort, he really didn't dare to make this decision easily.

"The real person in charge can rest assured that the official is just checking it on his own and will never spread it. Zhang Zheng added, Qingquan Dao's heart was relieved, there was still room for negotiation if it was rumored that the matter was still negotiable, if Jinyiwei really wanted to take it by force, he would not be afraid, even if the fish died and the net was broken.

It's just that Qingquan doesn't want to just agree, he wants to wait for his junior brother Wudang Sword Immortal to come back and discuss together.

"Please also ask the pacification envoy to wait for a day, such a major matter, the poor Dao must consult with the junior brother before making a decision. ”

Zhang Zheng did not continue to persecute, everything must have a degree, if the pressure is too tight, in case Qingquan Dao people don't give it, he can't do anything.

If you want to destroy Wudang, you can, but you must have a suitable excuse, otherwise the Donglin Party will seize the handle and attack the forces on the rivers and lakes inside and outside, and there will be a lot of trouble out of thin air.

He is a man who is afraid of trouble, especially this kind of trouble that should not have been.

He stayed directly in the Wudang faction, and the Jinyi guards under the mountain were still stationed in the camp, and without his order, everyone did not dare to move.

The night view of Wudang Mountain is good, the sky is full of stars, and the shining stars cover the top of the mountain.

The pavilion where Zhang Zheng lives is close to the back mountain, three stories high, surrounded by lush bamboo forests, verdant and rich, at a glance, you can overlook the land of a hundred miles, and the smoke and clouds are all over the sky.

At noon the next day, Qingquan Lao Dao asked his disciples to invite him to the main hall.

"The drama is coming. He said secretly.

Although the head of Wudang is Qingquan, if it is about strength and prestige, his junior brother is even higher.

Wudang Sword Immortal, four words are far more weighty than the head of Wudang.

Before going up the mountain, Zhang Zheng had already made it clear that if he wanted to enter Wudang's library, Qingquan was not a problem, and the biggest obstacle was this Wudang Sword Immortal.

To be honest, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat Wudang Sword Immortal, after all, he was a figure who had been famous for twenty years, and his strength was unfathomable.

But he won't be afraid, Zhang Zheng is not alone, he is the envoy of Jinyi Weibei Town, and behind him is the behemoth of Jinyiwei.

The main hall was ahead, and he tightened his saber, retracted the thoughts in his head, and stepped into the hall.

Sure enough, there were two people standing in the empty hall, one was the Qingquan he was familiar with, and the other was facing away from him, with an iron sword on his back, with a burly figure and slender arms, obviously a long-term lewd kendo figure, as for the identity is self-evident.

"The junior Zhang Zheng has seen the predecessor of the Sword Immortal. Zhang Zheng hugged his fists.

The person with his back to him turned around, a pair of eyes as sharp as a sword swept over, Zhang Zheng only felt a chill in his heart, as if a long sword fell on his forehead, and his palm couldn't help but rest on the hilt.