Zhang Sanfeng spoke calmly and revealed that the exercises practiced by Zhao Qilu, who was kneeling in front of him, contained the power of the Great Skanda Dharma from the Buddhist Vajra Temple.

At this moment, Zhao Qilu's heart suddenly became cold. At that moment, his eyes turned red, and he realized that his arrangement by the Vajra Temple had been exposed. In front of the Wudang Patriarch, the next step was death.

"Roar!"

He was about to fight a trapped beast, and all his magic power suddenly surged, and he had to condense a statue several feet tall behind his back.

For magical powers and Dharma forms, you must first cultivate magical powers and magical powers, and then select powerful magical powers to condense your magical powers into Dharma appearances.

At the same time, he also wanted to crush the jade slip in his palm and send a message to Vajra Temple.

At this time, the old man said softly "Huh?" with a slight indifference.

In Zhao Qilu's world, the world seemed to have collapsed.

Rumble, rumble~~

If endless surging and rolling immortal power pours down from his head.

Zhang Sanfeng only said softly.

It's like the sky is falling.

The mana fluctuations all over Zhao Qilu's body were imprisoned, and the law that was about to explode was squeezed back into his body with a domineering squeeze.

At the same time, Zhao Qi Lu was like a trapped animal in a cage, roaring in his mind, but found that he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't even crush the jade slip to ask for help.

Another moment, he roared in despair.

"My cultivation..."

The old Taoist's whisper knocked his Dharma form back into his body, and at the same time, it actually dispersed all the sources of mana in his body.

Just for a moment.

Zhao Qilu was unable to resist, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Sanfeng destroyed his entire cultivation.

"ah……"

He then collapsed to the ground.

"Head...Zhao Qilu was..."

The Wudang disciples knelt together, their souls were so frightened that they were too frightened to raise their heads.

They all saw clearly just now that Zhao Qilu dared to take action against the Patriarch.

At this time, after Zhang Sanfeng took the jade slip in Zhao Qilu's hand, he saw the content on it clearly, sighed, and then turned to look at the Wudang disciples and elders kneeling there.

The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed.

The next moment, among the group of kneeling people, three people flew out.

The three people were taken out by an invisible force. They immediately realized that they had also been exposed. They desperately begged for mercy loudly: "Grandmaster, have mercy on me, Grandmaster, have mercy on me. We are also coerced and lured by the Vajra Temple, we have no choice but to do it!!"

Zhang Sanfeng calmly waved his hand and said, "You guys can stay here and leave Wudang."

With this wave of his hand, the cultivation of the three people was instantly abolished.

Those three people felt like they were being pardoned. They knelt down and kowtowed as if they were pounding garlic. They were grateful for their ancestor's kindness in not killing them. They never expected that they could still save their lives.

After taking down Zhao Qilu, the leader who had colluded with the Vajra Temple, and uncovering three Wudang Mountain traitors who had been bribed by the Vajra Temple, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and smiled bitterly: "I don't blame them either."

If he hadn't already been in seclusion 20 years after he founded Wudang and no longer taught him carefully, Wudang Mountain would naturally not be like this.

If the son fails to teach, it is the father's fault, and he has an unshirkable responsibility.

"Now it seems that senior is back in Wudang, Xiaodong should not be sent out again."

Lu Qingping stepped forward and congratulated her.

The cultivation level of this old Taoist priest has definitely surpassed that of Li Shenxiu back then, and has reached the top of the world. There is no need to fear the so-called holy land of Buddhism and Taoism.

Zhang Junbao was placed into the Xuantian lineage because his physique was able to "extremely express hidden thoughts".

This is a shortcut that is regarded as the same as that of a little idiot.

One hundred and seventy years ago, Zhang Junbao entered Taoism and changed his name to Zhang Sanfeng. He slept for a hundred years and had the body of a short-term Taoist similar to that of a little idiot. After waking up from a dream, he became a land immortal in his sleep.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Wanyang and Jiang Xiaodong among his disciples and said with satisfaction: "They are two talented people. From now on, they will practice with the old Taoists."

Lin Wanyang and Jiang Xiaodong were overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to pay homage to their ancestor.

Lu Qingping saw that the matter was easily solved by Zhang Sanfeng after he was released from seclusion, and that Zhang Sanfeng, who had become an immortal, no longer had to be afraid of the two holy places of Buddhism and Taoism, so it was time for him to say goodbye.

Zhang Sanfeng saw the young man's intention to say goodbye and said warmly: "My little friend, it's better to stay in Wudang Mountain for a while. After the old Taoist has completely solved the public case back then, it won't be too late for you to leave. If you leave now, you will act as if you were in the Vajra Temple."

If something unexpected happens along the way..."

When Lu Qingping heard this, she was about to say something.

Xue Shengbai, who was behind him, cupped his hands and said, "As the senior said, let's wait for a few days."

Although he has sent a message to Sun Cizhen to come over, it is still not as safe as Wudang Mountain where this living land god sits.

And speaking of, solving that public case back then.

Lu Qingping's heart moved, so she stopped insisting and wanted to stay and take a look.

Then the group entered the Wudang Golden Palace.

Zhang Sanfeng asked in detail about Yin Xiao and Shen Xiufeng.

Lu Qingping told the story about Ku Xuan with half truths and half lies, and finally mixed in the results of torture in the military prison. She mentioned that those things were tortured in the military prison, hiding her butterfly ability.

Half a day later, it was noon.

The blue sky is clear.

Zhang Sanfeng walked out of the hall, looked at the sky in the distance, and said to himself:

"coming."

Lu Qingping, Xue Shengbai and more than a hundred people, as well as the Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain, raised their heads at the same time and saw the western sky.

The golden Buddha's light dyed half of the sky red,

There were endless solemn bells that spread throughout the world, and then two extremely majestic and terrifying magical powers released bright light, and at the same time, a young Buddha's voice shouted coldly:

"Wudang Mountain, why don't you quickly hand over the murderer who collaborated with King Wu Cheng's son and killed the disciples in our temple!"

It’s Xuan Mie, the white-robed fighting monk of Kongang Temple.

Lu Qingping's eyes flashed, and he recognized this voice.

At this time, the rumbling sound of the Buddha came like thunder from the nine heavens, pressing towards the Wudang Mountains. The white-clothed fighting monk Xuan Mie, who was ranked fifteenth on the mountain list, was pressing towards everyone with his torrential magic power like a vast ocean.

Just as everyone was frightened, a gentle breath appeared over Wudang Mountain.

"Don't be afraid."

Zhang Sanfeng turned around and comforted everyone.

He turned to look at the two familiar people in the sky, as if he had seen that day again.

The old way steps up to heaven.

"who!"

Xuan Mie, who was pressing towards Wudang Mountain with his powerful Buddha power, suddenly realized that his power was blocked by an inexplicable barrier. Then with a thought in his heart, he suddenly saw a person walking from the Golden Palace of Wudang Mountain below.

The man looked a little old, but somewhat familiar.

Xuan Yuan, who was sitting on the golden clouds with Xuan Mie, suddenly changed color at this moment and shouted:

"It's you, Zhang Junbao!"

Xuan Mie also suddenly recognized the old Taoist priest, his "junior brother" back then.

His expression changed slightly because he could not see through this "junior brother"'s cultivation. He was like a stone of the same quality as heaven and earth, looking simple and ordinary.

The more ordinary it is, the more alarming it is for him.

"Zhang Junbao has been dead for a long time, and there is only one old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng in the world. Since the two masters have returned to their old places today, you will start to settle the public case two hundred years ago."

The old Taoist priest's voice was calm.

Xuan Mie, who has traversed the world of monasticism for two hundred years, has a lifetime of experience in martial arts. He instinctively sensed the danger and shouted angrily.

"Zhang Junbao, you are so stubborn and you dare to speak rudely, I will take care of you!"

Rumble~

The endless magic power of Xuan Mie is like a thunderous wave that splits the sky.

A magnificent Dharma statue about a hundred feet in size appeared in the world, overwhelming the sky and beating the clouds.

His method is taller than a small mountain in Wudang Mountain.

Xuan Mie, known as the fighting monk, sensed something was wrong and took the lead to kill Zhang Sanfeng.

No matter what weirdness Zhang Sanfeng has, as a fighting monk ranked fifteenth on the mountain list, he is confident that he has the ability to defeat Zhang Sanfeng.

At that time, Zhang Sanfeng was the most unpromising disciple of his generation. Two hundred years later, their first senior brother became the abbot, himself became a fighting monk, and their second senior brother also became the Dharma elder of Vajra Temple. Only Zhang Junbao was trapped in the same incident for more than a hundred years.
To be continued...