Zhang Cuishan and his wife returned to the Central Plains, which was like a fuse, causing the originally turbulent rivers and lakes to suddenly become turbulent.

There is no doubt that the current Wudang Sect has been directly pushed to the forefront because of Zhang Cuishan.

The atmosphere on Wudang Mountain, which was originally full of joy, became extremely solemn.

On Wudang Mountain, above the Zhenwu Hall, several figures in green clothes were sitting cross-legged, looking a little ugly.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a resolute face sitting in the front seat sighed slightly and looked around.

"Okay, everyone, don't be silent. It is a happy event that the fifth brother can return to Wudang Mountain this time. If the master comes out of seclusion and sees the fifth brother, he will also be very happy."

The person who spoke was Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang and the current leader of the Wudang Sect.

After Zhang Zhenren went into seclusion, the entire Wudang Mountain was taken care of by his senior brother.

"Elder brother, although you are right, the impact of the fifth brother's return cannot be ignored. Especially those who have been plotting evil against Wudang need to be more careful."

Mo Shenggu, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, said with a calm expression.

He is naturally very familiar with the many rumors in the world, especially those headed by the six major sects, which are even more powerful.

This time coincides with the special moment of Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday. The current situation can be said to be an unprecedented challenge for the entire Wudang.

"Well, no matter what, this master's 100th birthday will not allow for any mistakes. The combined strength of the six of us is enough to cope with everything."

Song Yuanqiao nodded, and then said with an extremely serious tone.

The Wudang Sect is the Beidou in the martial arts world, and is as famous as Shaolin. Although it is usually low-key and inconspicuous, the century-old heritage contained in this large sect is absolutely extraordinary!

The world is turbulent, and the rumors about Zhang Cuishan and his wife, Xie Xun, and the dragon-slaying sword are even more popular.

There seems to be an invisible big hand behind the scenes, adding fuel to the fire and directing all the storms towards the Wu-Dang Clan!

To be precise, it should be the amazing Taoist legend on Wudang Mountain, Zhang Zhenren.

Amid this turbulent undercurrent and the raging rumors, a few days later, the 100th birthday of Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain finally arrived.

People from all walks of life flocked to Wudang. Such big movements were extremely rare in decades.

Amid the dense flow of people, a man in white, carrying a long sword on his back, stepped forward and walked on the magnificent Wudang Mountain Road.

The man in white was Lin Hao. When he learned that Zhang Cuishan and his wife had appeared in the Central Plains, he came in person.

This trip to Wudang Mountain was also of great significance to him, as he took this opportunity to meet the heroes of the world.

At the same time, the most important thing is to meet the legendary figure of Wudang Mountain in person.

"Wudang Mountain deserves to be the most prestigious. It has abundant resources, natural treasures, and outstanding people. Its magnificence is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, today is destined to be an unprecedented disaster day for Wudang Mountain."

Lin Hao walked on the Wudang Goat Trail, looked at the dense flow of people around him, and sighed slightly.

An hour later, a crowd surged above the Wudang Zhenwu Hall, and people from all walks of life headed by the six major sects gathered here.

The main hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, and it looked very festive. But at this moment, the main hall was completely silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

There is no other reason. Above the main hall, six middle-aged men stood together with serious faces, scanning the people in the main hall.

The Six Wudang Heroes gathered in the main hall, including Zhang Cuishan, but at this time, no one dared to speak easily, even the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the six major sects.

Because each of the Six Heroes of Wudang holds a cold sword, although their aura is restrained, when the six of them gather together, they exude an extremely depressing aura.

Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation! That's right, six people led by Song Yuanqiao formed this formation's starting position directly above the Wudang Hall.

It is because of this terrifying formation that many people in the world have rationally chosen to shut up.

The Wudang Zhenwu Seven-section Formation is famous all over the world. It is a set of unique formations created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang.

Although he has never shown his unparalleled talent in the arena, people in the arena highly respect his reputation.

It even surpasses the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle of the Three Holy Monks of Shaolin.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was tense, and many people in the world looked at each other, looking a little helpless.

Only in a corner next to the main hall, Lin Hao smiled and looked at the Six Wudang Heroes at the front with interest.

"It's interesting to strike first and be stronger. This Song Yuanqiao is not as rigid as in the original work."

Lin Hao murmured softly. With the advent of his change, the plot of Yitian World seemed to have changed slightly.

It seems that the confrontation scene before us has never appeared in the original work.

But Lin Hao liked to see this scene even more. The Wu-Dang Clan in the original work was really too cowardly.

On the day of Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, people from all walks of life, led by the six major sects, went to Wudang. In the name of congratulations, they actually had evil intentions.

In the end, under the pressure of all the people in the world, Zhang Cuishan and his wife were forced to commit suicide to apologize!

As the top master in martial arts, the 100-year-old Zhang Kong has unparalleled cultivation, but he can only watch and do nothing. How cruel is this?

Since then, a prosperous martial arts era has completely ended in tragedy, and Wudang's reputation has been seriously damaged.

"Amitabha, Great Hero of the Song Dynasty, today is the 100th birthday of Master Zhang. We and other people from all walks of life come to Wudang to celebrate his birthday.

It’s a little inappropriate for you Wudang to put up such a formation in public, isn’t it?”

The atmosphere above the Zhenwu Hall was depressing. After a while, under the gazes of many people from all walks of life, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Kongwen, clasped his hands together, stood up and spoke.

Under this situation, as the largest martial arts sect, Shaolin Temple naturally had to stand up and speak out.

"Master Kongwen, don't get me wrong. We in Wudang have always treated others with humility. Today is our master's 100th birthday, and you have come all the way here. Of course, we in Wudang Sect will treat you with the highest courtesy."

"But the world in the world has been quite uneasy recently. In order to make our master's centenary birthday go smoothly, we, as disciples, should be on guard, don't you think?"

Facing Master Kongwen's public questioning, Song Yuanqiao looked calm and said in a deep voice.

"Well... what Song Daxia said is true. He is worthy of being the next successor of the Wudang Sect. Master Zhang is so happy to have such a beloved disciple."

Master Kong Wen's face changed slightly when he was retorted by Song Yuanqiao's words. Apparently, he did not expect that the Wudang Sect would be so tough today.

It seems to be modest and conceding, but it never fails.

In the Zhenwu Hall, the expressions of other people in the martial arts world also changed, and they began to communicate in low voices. For a while, the Wudang Hall seemed a little noisy.

In the main seat of the main hall, in the Emei camp, an old nun wearing a yellow robe had an expressionless face and stared at Zhang Cuishan's figure in the main hall.

She was holding a peerless sword tightly in her hand, and her aura was sharp, but at this time she seemed to be holding back something and did not speak out.

Bang! Just when the atmosphere was tense and solemn, an ancient bell suddenly rang. In an instant, the noisy Zhenwu Hall immediately fell silent, and everyone couldn't help but stand up.

Then, under the gazes of one after another, a detached figure wearing a white Taoist robe and a fairylike spirit slowly walked out of the inner hall of the main hall.

In the corner of the hall, Lin Hao, who was still leaning against the stone pillars with a leisurely posture, suddenly became serious, and all eyes were focused on that figure.
Chapter completed!