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Chapter 983: Ye Qiu Was Trapped

Zhang Sanfeng is not only the founder of the Wudang Mountain sect, but also a senior master. Ye Qiu should kneel down and worship him in terms of emotion and reason.

Finished kneeling.

Taoist Chongxu said: "Master Ye Clan, do you want to ask why I didn't see a martial arts secret book in the Sutra Pavilion?"

Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes!"

Taoist Chongxu explained: "That's because the Sutra Pavilion was stolen many years ago, and all the martial arts secret books were emptied."

What?

Ye Qiu didn't believe it at all.

Wudang Mountain has been full of masters since ancient times. Who can steal the secret book from the Sutra Pavilion?

Even if a peerless master secretly sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion and stole one or two martial arts secret books, it would still make sense, but if all the martial arts secret books were evacuated at once, how could this be possible!

You know, this is several levels of martial arts secrets.

At least tens of thousands of copies!

Unless it is pulled by a truck, how can it be moved?

Moreover, if it is taken away by truck, won’t so many experts from Wudang Mountain discover it?

If you find out, won't you stop it?

Therefore, Ye Qiu didn't believe it.

"Master Ye doesn't believe what the old Taoist said?" Taoist Chongxu smiled bitterly: "Every word of the old Taoist is true, and he has no intention of deceiving Donor Ye."

"This is also the reason why, for a century, Wudang Mountain has never opened its Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"At the time, the most powerful man, Mr. Tang, came to Wudang Mountain for inspection and proposed to enter the Sutra Pavilion to have a look, but he refused."

"Because there is not a single secret book in it, they have all been stolen."

Ye Qiu asked: "Senior, I want to know who is so powerful that he can steal secret books from several floors?"

Taoist Chongxu sighed quietly: "It's a long story."

"Sixty-one years ago, on August 15th, the old Taoist was still a young Taoist boy. That night, dark clouds gathered, thunder and lightning flashed, and it rained heavily."

"In the middle of the night, I got up to relieve myself, and suddenly I heard the sound of fighting coming from the direction of the Sutra Pavilion."

"Out of curiosity, I sneaked closer to see what was going on."

"It was only after I arrived that I discovered that a group of masked men had broken into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the secret book."

"They made a lot of noise and were discovered by the masters guarding the Sutra Pavilion, so they started fighting."

"In less than half an hour, the eighteen masters guarding the Sutra Pavilion were killed."

"The leader at that time, my master, led dozens of masters to stop this group of people."

"Unexpectedly, that group of masked men were so skilled that they killed and injured many people."

"My master was also seriously injured during the fight with that group of masked men."

"In the end, the group of masked men said harsh words to my master, saying that if they continued to stop them, they would bloodbath Wudang Mountain and leave no one alive."

"In order to save the lives of Wudang disciples, Master had no choice but to let that group of people steal the secret book."

"The group of masked men carried it for several hours, and only when it was almost dawn, they emptied the Sutra Pavilion and then fled."

"Wudang has never told the outside world about this matter, because it is Wudang's secret and the biggest shame since the establishment of Wudang."

Taoist Chongxu said: "Master Ye Clan, the old Taoist asked you to help Wudang do something before. You agreed to the old Taoist, and you won't regret it, right?"

Ye Qiu had a bad premonition in his heart. He suspected that he had fallen into the trap of Taoist Chongxu and asked: "Senior, is the thing you want me to do related to the stolen secret book?"

"Exactly!" Taoist Chongxu said solemnly: "I hope Master Ye will help us in Wudang Mountain find the martial arts secrets that were stolen back then."

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