In the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng, wearing a brand-new Taoist robe, sat at the head of the table. He was tall, energetic, and had a youthful face.
When his strength reached the fourth-level martial arts golden elixir realm, Zhang Sanfeng got a chance to rejuvenate himself, but he didn't use it.
Therefore, on the surface, his appearance has not changed much, but in fact, his current strength has already exceeded the limit that the world can bear.
Zhang Sanfeng once tried to break the space with a single punch, revealing a dark hole.
Thinking about Lin Pingzhi's experience, he did not dare to take the last step easily, and stretched out his hand to smooth the entrance of the hole again.
"Welcome everyone to watch the live broadcast. Veteran Wudang Taoist Zhang Sanfeng will live broadcast Lao Tao's 100th birthday for everyone today!"
While thinking deeply, Zhang Sanfeng saw the group members entering the live broadcast room one after another, and greeted the camera.
After starting the group live broadcast, the anchor can speak with just a thought and does not need to speak. There is no need to worry about being discovered by outsiders.
"A centenarian was besieged by hundreds of people. Is this a loss of humanity or a loss of morality?"
At this time, a barrage flashed across, and the spokesperson was Ye Fan.
"Congratulations to Lao Zhang on his 100th birthday!"
"Congratulations to Lao Zhang on his 100th birthday!"
"Happy 100th birthday to Mr. Zhang."
Immediately afterwards, another barrage flashed by, all of which were members congratulating Zhang Sanfeng on his 100th birthday.
"Thank you everyone. I live a hundred years in vain. I feel ashamed."
Zhang Sanfeng clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude to everyone for their congratulations.
"People from the five major sects are here. Lao Zhang, you should not take this opportunity to torture them for their secret books. You can use them to exchange for spiritual resources from real people."
Ye Fan said with a smile.
"It seems that the Emei Sect will not be exterminated. The Yitian Sword cannot be obtained, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword is far away on the Ice and Fire Island overseas. The martial arts of other sects may not be of use."
Lin Meng thought about it and said.
"Whether it contains Hongmeng Purple Light depends on how involved they are in the plot. Kongtong School's Seven Injury Fist, Kunlun School's Zhengliangyi Sword Technique, and Huashan School's Eagle-Snake Life-and-Death Fight, the plot participation should be enough.
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Kou Zhong continued.
"Huashan Sect... didn't Brother Lin wipe out all the Huashan Sect last time? There shouldn't be any omissions, right?"
Qiao Feng said doubtfully.
"If the old man remembers correctly, by the time it was passed down to Mr. Lin's time, many of the Huashan sect's martial arts had been lost."
Yaochen interjected.
"Haha, even if everyone doesn't tell them, the old Taoist is still going to torture them all about their martial arts. It can be considered as waste."
"Otherwise, what kind of place do they think of Wudang Mountain? How can we allow them to run wild?"
Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly and said.
"Beat, beat, beat them all to death."
The little baby waved his fist and said excitedly.
"Little baby, please calm down."
Li Changsheng appeared and posted a barrage.
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In the field.
"Master, people from all sects celebrating birthdays should be ready to go up the mountain. Otherwise, my disciple will arrange for people to go to the bottom of the mountain to greet them?"
The third youngest, Yu Daiyan, has become the busiest person in Wudang Mountain since he recovered from his injury.
After lying in bed for ten years, he could no longer sit still. As long as he could do anything, he was willing to help...
"Yes, the third junior brother is right. Otherwise, I can take all the junior brothers down the mountain to greet them in person."
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao nodded and agreed with Yu Daiyan's words.
Everyone else nodded.
"Welcome? What kind of welcome? Do you think they are really here to celebrate the old Taoist's birthday?"
"They are called Birthday Blessings, but in fact they are here for Cuishan. To be more precise, they are here for the dragon-slaying knife in Xie Xun's hand."
Zhang Sanfeng came to his senses and shook his head.
"But, Master, as a great sect in Wudang, on the occasion of Master's 100th birthday, I cannot lose my etiquette and make others laugh."
Zhang Cuishan, the fifth child, took over the conversation and looked at Yu Daiyan with eyes full of guilt.
After Zhang Sanfeng's narration, their senior brothers realized that Yin Susu was the indirect murderer of Yu Daiyan's injury.
Faced with this fact, although Yu Daiyan did not say it on the surface, he naturally had some opinions about the couple in his heart.
Zhang Cuishan even felt guilty for Yu Daiyan, burst into tears, kowtowed to him, admitted his mistake, and apologized.
Fortunately, the master found black jade intermittent ointment and cured the third senior brother's injury, otherwise Zhang Cuishan would not have the dignity to live in this world.
Now, whenever he has free time, he follows Yu Daiyan and is busy.
In his words, he tried his best to make up for his guilt towards his third senior brother.
"Huh, what nonsense etiquette? Do you really think that I, Zhang Sanfeng, am a person who talks about etiquette?"
"Besides, when friends come, they are treated with food and wine, and when enemies come, they are served with swords."
"They have made it clear that their intentions are not pure. What etiquette should be taught to this group of people?"
Zhang Sanfeng puffed his beard and said with eyes wide open.
"Master is right. When fifth junior brother comes back, they will definitely take the opportunity to inquire about Xie Xun's whereabouts."
When Yu Daiyan heard this, he couldn't help but feel enlightened. He recalled the bright swords and hidden swords he encountered along the way when he welcomed Zhang Cuishan back.
"Sworn brother... In this case, wouldn't it mean that the disciple's return to the mountain would make it impossible for the master to practice cultivation?"
"My disciple's sin has disturbed Master's spiritual practice, and even this happy day of his 100th birthday has been made unpleasant."
"Disciple... Disciple, it's better to just die."
When Zhang Cuishan heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he knelt down with guilt on the spot.
He even swallowed hard and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng three times, then slapped him in the chest with his palm.
"Fifth brother, no!"
"Fifth Junior Brother is confused."
"Fifth brother!"
Seeing this scene, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu all exclaimed.
"snort!"
Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and immediately touched Zhang Cuishan's acupuncture points, unable to move.
"Fifth Junior Brother, are you confused? Do you think that we junior brothers have grown up on hard work? If the major sects dare to be rude, seven of us junior brothers will form a Zhenwu Seven Section Formation and let them see how powerful they are."
Song Yuanqiao quickly stepped forward to take Zhang Cuishan and said to him heartbroken.
The relationship between the seven senior brothers has always been very good, and they are closer than real brothers.
If they had to watch Old Five commit suicide and die, wouldn't the remaining six of them have to regret it for the rest of their lives?
The Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation is a combined attack formation created by Zhang Sanfeng many years ago when he was observing the Turtle and Snake Mountains under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.
Together, the seven of them can exert a full sixty-four times attack power, which can be said to be a fierce one.
"Elder brother is right. We Wudang Seven Heroes have always been on the same page. If anything happens, we brothers will naturally handle it together!"
Yu Lianzhou comforted him.
"Fifth Brother, we have something to talk about, but don't seek death at every turn."
The youngest Mo Shenggu supported Zhang Cuishan and comforted him.
"Yes, can death solve the problem? We still have to rely on our fists to speak. If you want to know the whereabouts of Xie Xun, you must first ask us about the sword in the hands of the Seven Heroes of Wudang."
While Yin Liting was talking, he looked outside the palace from time to time, but he was thinking that the Emei Sect would also come to celebrate his birthday today, and wondered if his fiancée Ji Xiaofu would come.
"Master, brothers and sisters, I..."
After some persuasion from his fellow apprentices, Zhang Cuishan could not help but lower his head in guilt.
"Okay, don't act like a child!"
After Zhang Sanfeng saw that his mood had calmed down, he waved his hand to relieve his acupuncture points and patted his shoulder.
"This time, you don't need to take action. I will sit in Wudang Sixty as my teacher."
I haven't moved for a long time. I am very quiet and think about moving my hands and feet."
Then, he glanced at the seven disciples and smiled.
"Ah? Master, did you personally take action?"
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were all shocked.
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Studio.
"Tsk, tsk, Zhang Cuishan's character is just like that of a woman, seeking death at every turn."
Watching what happened in the live broadcast room, Ye Fan shook his head and said disdainfully.
"How should I put it? We can't ask others according to our own standards. If we think about it from another person's perspective, Zhang Cuishan's situation is indeed a bit embarrassing. He has a sworn brother on one side and a master on the other! But his character is indeed a bit cowardly and he doesn't want to think about how to solve the problem.
But I always want to escape."
Lin Meng shook his head and said.
"This kind of personality...is difficult to hold a big position!"
Kou Zhong shook his head.
"coward!"
Qiao Feng snorted coldly.
Seeing Zhang Cuishan's performance, not only Ye Fan, but also other group members were very dismissive.
"Ahem, it's the old Taoist's incompetent teaching that makes you laugh."
When Zhang Sanfeng saw the discussion among the group members, he coughed dryly and said apologetically.
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In the field.
In a blink of an eye, it was already noon.
Guests from all walks of life came in droves.
The five major sects of Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, Kongtong and Huashan, as well as some small sects such as Shenquan Sect and Haisha Sect, have all gone to Wudang Mountain.
However, except for the Emei sect, the birthday gifts of other sects are really shabby.
They were all things like longevity cakes and peach cakes that were purchased temporarily in a small town at the foot of the mountain. It can be said to be extremely rude.
It was the people from the Emei Sect who, in addition to sixteen-color precious jade articles, also presented a bright red brocade birthday robe.
There are one hundred gold silk longevity characters embroidered on it, hand-embroidered by Emei disciples, which can be said to be full of sincerity.
"Haha, the Emei heroines are known all over the world for their boxing and sword skills!"
"I never thought that the female heroes would embroider this birthday robe for the old Taoist. It is truly a priceless treasure."
After receiving the birthday robe, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing, and said to the leader, Master Jingxuan.
This time, the Emei Sect’s birthday celebration team was led by Master Jingxuan, and the leader, Miejie, did not attend in person…
"I wish the real person a hundred years of birthday, may the sun and the moon shine brightly, and the cranes and pines may live forever!"
Master Jingxuan smiled and congratulated.
"Okay, okay, Emei is interested."
Zhang Sanfeng responded with a smile.
He looked down at the people who came to celebrate his birthday, his eyes gradually becoming cold.
"Huh...."
Seeing the team from Shaolin Temple, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes moved and he was shocked.
In the original imprint of destiny, the Shaolin Temple side was personally led by Abbot Kongwen, and also brought the other two of the four great monks with him, looking aggressive.
But now, the leader of the group is still Abbot Kongwen, but the other two great monks did not come, only a few novice monks were brought along.
He did not join other factions and sat quietly aside, as if he was afraid of causing trouble.
Studio.
"The behavior of these bald donkeys is a bit strange!"
Kou Zhong touched his chin and said a little strangely.
"By the way, Lao Zhang's destruction of the Vajra Sect, could it be related to this matter?"
An idea flashed in Ye Fan's mind and he said aloud.
"That should be it. After all, King Kong Sect is from Shaolin. There may be some connection between the two."
Lin Meng nodded and said suddenly.
"In this way, Qiao even suspected that Huo Gong Tutuo's attack on the Shaolin Temple was just a show they put on so that they could open a Shaolin branch in the Western Regions."
Qiao Feng opened his mouth and said.
"Hey, this statement is really possible. After all, there is Southern Shaolin, Northern Shaolin, and another one.
Western Shaolin is also justified!"
When the others heard this, they were all shocked by Qiao Feng's guess.
But judging from the evolution of Destiny Mark, this possibility is really high.
"Is that so..."
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the discussion among the group members, and then looked at the Shaolin people lying aside, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Perhaps, Shaolin received the news that the remnants of the Vajra Sect brought back the news of the destruction of the Vajra Sect, and knew that Zhang Sanfeng was very powerful, so he did not dare to act rashly?
In the field.
After the people from each major sect finished delivering the gifts, they took their seats. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
No one is a fool. Everyone has discovered the anomaly in Shaolin. Without a leader, they dare not step forward without permission and offend the Wudang Sect.
"Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, thank you all for your hard work and coming to celebrate my birthday."
When Zhang Sanfeng saw this, he sneered in his heart, stood up from his seat, clasped his fists and said to everyone present.
His speaking voice was full of energy, ringing in everyone's ears like a bell.
"It is rare in the world for a real person to celebrate his 100th birthday. Naturally, we have to come to celebrate his birthday and share in his happiness."
"It's just that the head of my family prefers peace and quiet, so he asked a poor nun to come to celebrate the real person's birthday, hoping that the real person will be considerate."
Emei's Master Jingxuan didn't know about the dirty deeds of the other major sects. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, she stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Extermination is determined."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded. He has always had a special feeling for the Emei Sect.
After all, this is the sect founded by my sweetheart Guo Xiang.
"Lao Nakong heard that I wish you eternal happiness, wealth and health."
On the Shaolin Temple side, Kong Wen stood up and congratulated dryly...
God knows why Zhang Laodao, who has lived for hundreds of years, is still so strong?
The King Kong Sect of Nuo Da was actually destroyed by Zhang Dao alone!
Doesn’t it mean that the older you get, the worse your health becomes?
Could it be that this old Taoist priest really attained enlightenment and became an immortal?
After receiving this news, Shaolin could not sit still. It happened to be Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, so Kong Wen personally led the team, thinking of repairing the relationship between the two factions.
As for the dragon-slaying knife, Shaolin doesn't take it seriously, so naturally it won't get involved in other sects' evil deeds.
"Shaolin is determined."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and took a deep look at Kong Wen.
"Tsk, tsk, you coward!"
"This is called a hero who knows the current affairs!"
"Young man, your road is widened!"
"Haha, from the looks of it, these bald donkeys are actually kind of cute."
The group members couldn't help but feel happy when they saw the cowardly Kong Wen.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, we Mingren don't do secret things, we open the skylight and speak openly! This time we went up the mountain, firstly to wish Zhenren a birthday, and secondly, to inquire about the whereabouts of the evil thief Xie Xun."
Just when everyone thought you were good, I was good, everyone was good, Qingxi Huazi, the stupid head of the Kunlun faction, stood up and said loudly.
"Yes, please ask Zhang Wuxia to reveal the whereabouts of that evil thief Xie Xun."
"Yes, is it possible that the mighty Wudang Clan still hides evil?"
"Could it be that you, the Wudang Sect, want to monopolize the Dragon-Slaying Sword?"
"Yes, yes, please hand over Xie Xun's whereabouts quickly."
When the heroes in the world saw someone taking the lead, their morale suddenly rose, and they all clamored for Wudang to hand over the whereabouts of the evil thief Xie Xun.
When Zhang Sanfeng saw this, his face instantly turned cold.