Chapter 10 The Legend Begins From Becoming Wudang Taishishu
Chapter 10 The legend begins with becoming the Grand Master of Wudang
"Junior brother, what do you mean, please don't let the old Taoist pass you by."
Zhang Sanfeng was interrupted from his thoughts. He came out of the sad state just now and looked at Lu Heng curiously.
"Ah ha, I also overheard my ancestors talking about it. The Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword were both smelted and forged from the Dark Iron Heavy Sword given to me by the hero Yang Guo. Senior brother, do you know this?"
"I've heard something about it."
Zhang Sanfeng touched his white beard and seemed to recall that war-torn era.
The Yuan and Meng invaded the Central Plains and massacred the people. The Southern Song Dynasty retreated again and again. At that time, Xiangyang City was almost the gateway to the previous dynasty. If Xiangyang was destroyed, the Zhao Dynasty would be unable to recover.
The soldiers and civilians of Xiangyang City worked together with martial arts masters to stop the Yuan and Mongolia from invading the Song Dynasty for more than 30 years. They can be described as heroes of the martial arts and unparalleled chivalry. They served the country and the people and influenced future generations.
"Ahem, it's like this. It is said that Guo Jing and Huang Rong also knew that the city of Xiangyang could not be defended, and were afraid of losing their unique skills. Included are the Taohua Island family's martial arts, a complete set of martial arts from the Nine Yin Manual, and the two unique skills of the Beggar Clan and
The posthumous note of General Yue Fei on The Art of War written by Wu Mu was hidden."
"Take two black iron fragments and hide them in the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword respectively. The swords will hit each other hard and the magic weapon will be broken. Take out the black iron fragments and combine them into one. You can find the burial place and take out the secret book."
"The Supreme Master of Martial Arts teaches the Nine Yin Manual. It is said that the Five Jue Masters are very concerned about this skill, which is why the Huashan Sword Theory was created."
Lu Heng's words were like a thunderbolt.
Zhang Sanfeng was so shocked that his scalp went numb and all doubts in his heart were gone.
"Guo Jing and his wife are very benevolent and righteous, and they don't want the Central Plains martial arts to lose its inheritance."
"What the senior brother said is true, but it was later spread more and more outrageously, which is why it evolved into this. The female hero Guo Xiang definitely knew about this, and it was spread to all the Emei masters in the past. The dragon-slaying knife was handed over to Guo Polu back then.
It was kept for safekeeping and later passed on to the Beggar Gang, just because the Beggar Gang had gradually withdrawn from the first-class gangs after the Battle of Xiangyang. Yuan Meng was now the head of the family, and he did not have the slightest fondness for the Beggar Gang who had tried to stop their ancestors. Now the Beggar Gang had already withdrawn from the mainstream.
"
Lu Heng pondered deeply, as if he knew the events of that era very well.
Zhang Sanfeng said bitterly: "Junior brother, what do you want?"
"Wu Mu's suicide note must be obtained to organize a rebel army to resist Yuan Meng, but you and I do not have this ability, let alone the way to govern the country, and we are not familiar with the art of war. If we are lucky enough to get the Dragon Sword and Heavenly Sword,
Find someone else you can trust."
Lu Heng did not continue speaking, but Zhang Sanfeng understood instantly. The two looked at each other and could see the flames igniting in each other's eyes.
"Old Taoist, I accepted the disciple on behalf of my master, and I did it right. After the dragon-slaying knife was taken away by Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king of the demon sect, there was no news about it. He also hooked up with my disciple Zhang Cuishan. There is no news about him in these years. Could it be that he has been killed?
?"
Lu Heng did not respond to Zhang Sanfeng's words.
He knew very well that Zhang Cuishan was not dead, but he didn't want to say such unfounded words.
It was Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, but there were less than two years left. To prevent the five major factions from siege Wudang and force Zhang Cuishan and his wife to death, there was still some time available in between.
Now that he has become Wudang's uncle, Lu Heng naturally hopes that the Seven Heroes of Wudang can live in order, instead of being so depressed or even unable to recover in the future.
But Lu Heng even wanted to learn some top-notch martial arts, set foot in the world, and experience different scenery. For this concept of struggle, he naturally could not retreat, nor could he retreat.
"Master, uncle, everything is ready!"
Yin Liting rushed over quickly and shouted from a distance.
Lu Heng came to his senses.
Zhang Sanfeng grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, Old Taoist, I want to show off my power today. Wudang is a young Taishang Elder. If this news gets out, the world will not know how to organize Old Tao."
Lu Heng rolled his eyes. He had completely figured it out. He was being tricked by Zhang Sanfeng and tied to Wudang's chariot.
I was just shocked by the news and didn't think clearly about it in the office.
This old Taoist priest is not stupid.
Lu Heng had no choice. If he had known it earlier, he might as well have been a Taoist boy. It would be better to take it easy every day than to be entangled in trivial matters.
Arrive in front of Zhenwu Hall.
From the Wudang Sect, except for a few deacons from the Sutra Collection Hall who did not come, nearly two hundred people including other inner and outer disciples and disciples from the Miscellaneous Hall were present.
"Welcome to the old master!"
"Meet the Grand Master!"
The disciples naturally knelt down, including Song Yuanqiao and others.
The only ones standing there were Lu Heng and Zhang Sanfeng.
"We are all members of our own family, get up."
"Thank you, Master!"
The third-generation disciple was a little confused. When he looked at Lu Hengshi, his eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and confusion.
Former classmates, only then did they realize that Lu Heng's status had almost changed again and again.
"The old Taoist came out of seclusion and found that a god was born in our Wudang sect, and he was very happy."
Zhang Sanfeng took Lu Heng's hand and said with a hearty smile: "From today on, I, Zhang Sanfeng, am willing to accept a disciple on my behalf. I will accept Lu Heng as my junior brother. I will also be the Supreme Elder of Wudang. The Sutra Collection Hall and the Kung Fu Hall will be handed over to me
He will be in charge, and my disciples and descendants must treat Lu Heng with courtesy when they see him in the future. If there are any of the following acts of overcoming the superior, at least the martial arts will be abolished, and at worst, it will be handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall to define and be kicked out of the door."
The third generation disciples were completely stunned on the spot.
Song Qingshu was the first to come to his senses and hurriedly lowered his head and shouted: "Greetings to Grand Master Uncle!"
Only then did the disciples at the back react and cooperate.
Lu Heng smiled helplessly and rushed to the shelves. This was really Zhang Sanfeng's style.
Some disciples must be dissatisfied.
Song Yuanqiao coughed and said: "My uncle's qualifications and understanding are unparalleled in the world. We, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, thought we couldn't teach them, so we asked the master to come out for evaluation. But I didn't expect that the master couldn't do the evaluation either.
It’s a tie, as the youngest super master of my Wudang sect, I can be worthy of being the Supreme Elder.”
How could three generations of disciples not know that Zhang Sanfeng was the most powerful, that he was the master of the sect.
God knows, Lu Heng can actually be tied with the object of their worship. This is beyond the imagination of the Wudang Clan.
"Junior brother, please accept the seal letter and change into Taoist robes! Offer incense and pray to Emperor Zhenwu. Lianzhou, you can send someone to inform the other five sects and spread the news."
He was forced to accept the seal and put on the most noble Taoist robe in Wudang. From now on, apart from Zhang Sanfeng, Lu Heng was the senior person in the Wudang sect. Even Song Yuanqiao did not dare to offend.
Hidden in the crowd, Liu Fengxi and others were almost frightened to death.
There was no news from Lu Heng for more than half a month. They thought that Lu Heng was kicked out of the door. Who knew that Lu Heng soared into the sky? No wonder Qingfeng would publicize it like this. It could be said that he had embraced the golden thigh.
Lu Yuan, the sutra keeper of the Sutra Collection Hall, laughed from ear to ear when he heard the news.
He has a master in the Lu family.
If this news spreads to the world, it would be surprising. Although it will not be written in a book, it will last for a long time.
Wudang Zhang Zhenren’s golden words.
Even if Lu Heng faced the leader of the previous faction, he would still be on equal footing.
"In the future, Pindao will be the master of the transfer hall. Contribution points will be set up. You can get Pindao's guidance based on your contribution. In a few days, Pindao will transfer some internal and external disciples to start the assessment and join the transfer hall."
"Senior brother, senior nephew, what do you think if I do this?"