On the seventh day of August, Wudang Mountain is decorated with lanterns and colorful, bustling with activity.
Mingjiao leader Zhang Wuji married Emei head Zhou Zhiruo, which was a huge event in the world. Most of the people in the world came to Wudang Mountain in advance.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Song Qingshu looked at the crowds coming and going with a self-deprecating look on his face.
Zhiruo is going to get married after all! It's a pity that he was not married to Song Qingshu, but to Zhang Wuji. The smile on Song Qingshu's face became even more mocking when he thought that his martial arts skills had been abolished and he had bid farewell to the world completely.
In a courtyard on Wudang Mountain, Zhou Zhiruo was wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting in front of the dressing mirror, with a happy smile on her face.
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo in front of the mirror, Zhang Wuji felt a little uneasy.
Zhou Zhiruo looked back at Zhang Wuji and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head, "Nothing."
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhang Wuji meaningfully and said softly, "I promise you to let go of your hatred and stop seeking revenge on Li Zhige. From now on, you will be your husband and raise your children. You must never let me down."
Zhang Wuji smiled reluctantly and replied, "Zhiruo, I will not let you down."
On the second day, all the palaces in Wudang Mountain were hung with red lanterns, and festive trumpets were played happily.
"Abbot Shaolin Kongzhi has arrived!"
"Mr. Tieqin, the head of the Kunlun faction, Mrs. He rushed here!"
"The leader of the Huashan Sect, the master of magic, Xianyu Tongtong!"
"The great disciple of the Divine Fist Sect, Lin Yunxiao, is here!"
Following the Taoist boy's shout, representatives of Jianghu forces entered the wedding hall one after another.
Lin Yunxiao followed the crowd into the wedding hall and was arranged to sit down by the Wudang Clan Taoist boy. Looking around at the leaders of the great sects such as Abbot Kongzhi, Mr. Tieqin He Taichong, Shen Jizi Xian Yutong, etc., Lin Yunxiao felt something strange.
Abbot Kongzhi turned to look at Lin Yunxiao and asked with a smile, "Little friend Lin, Master Zhang and Master Zhou are getting married. Why don't you see your respected master?"
The rest of the people turned their heads and looked at Lin Yunxiao.
Lin Yunxiao was not nervous and said with a smile, "Seniors, Yunxiao is being polite. My master is currently in retreat perfecting the Divine Fist. We and other disciples dare not disturb him, so the master does not know that Leader Zhang is getting married today."
"As the great disciple of the Shenquan Sect, Yun Xiao will take a trip to Wudang Mountain on behalf of Master to congratulate Master Zhang and Master Zhou on their happy marriage and the birth of their precious son."
Abbot Kongzhi nodded, looked at Lin Yunxiao and sighed, "Three years ago, Sect Master Li achieved great success in his magical skills. I don't know where Sect Master Li's magical skills will be in three years' time. This era is the era of Sect Master Li. !”
Lin Yunxiao shook his head, "Master Kongzhi, Master Zhang is still in Wudang Mountain. In front of Master Zhang, Master is also a junior."
"Your master is not a junior. Lao Dao Yiyi was waiting for your master in Wudang Mountain, but he never waited for your master to come. I don't know if Lao Dao can wait for your master to arrive in his lifetime."
As soon as Lin Yunxiao finished speaking, hearty laughter came from outside the door.
Everyone turned around and saw the old man with gray hair and childlike face walking into the wedding hall surrounded by Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven Heroes.
"I've never seen Zhang Zhenren before!"
Seeing the old man walking in, everyone stood up to greet him.
Lin Yunxiao bowed respectfully to the old man and said with a smile, "Yunxiao has met Master Zhang. Master and the old man have told his disciples to bring his greetings with them when they meet Master Zhang."
"Yunxiao would like to say hello to Master Zhang on behalf of Master, and wish Master Zhang a blessing as good as the East Sea and a longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."
The old man laughed, looked at Lin Yunxiao nodding with satisfaction, and commented, "You are so young and have a restrained spirit. Li Zhige has taught you a good apprentice!"
Lin Yunxiao clasped his hands in his sleeves and replied modestly, "Thank you Master Zhang for the compliment. Master said Yunxiao is still far behind."
After some pleasantries, the old man sat on the main seat in the wedding hall.
There are two main seats in the wedding hall, one is occupied by Zhenren Zhang and the other is occupied by Yin Tianzheng.
Zhang Wuji has no parents, and neither does Zhou Zhiruo. Naturally, their wedding had to be witnessed and hosted by Zhenren Zhang and Yin Tianzheng.
The wedding went on in an orderly manner.
Song Yuanqiao, the uncle, was dressed in festive clothes and shouted loudly, "Bow down to heaven and earth!"
"Two thanks to Gaotang!"
"Couple greetings!"
"Wait!"
"You can't get married!"
Amidst the noise of the crowd, a clear female voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a woman with a pretty face wearing hemp robes striding over holding a long sword.
Everyone frowned when they saw the woman.
Immediately, someone was dissatisfied and yelled, "Zhao Min, you witch! Today is a happy day for Leader Zhang and Head Zhou. Why are you here to cause trouble?"
The heads of the major factions knew Zhao Min, after all, they had all been arrested by Zhao Min.
Master Zhang was sitting on the main seat with an expressionless face. Yin Tianzheng looked at his grandson, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
At this moment, seeing Zhao Min barging in, Zhang Wuji's eyes dodge a little.
Under the red hijab, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were covered with a haze.
Zhao Min didn't care about everyone's scolding and comments. She walked up to Zhang Wuji and said calmly, "Zhang Wuji, I have nothing. For you, I gave up my identity as the princess. For you, I ignored my father and brother. Discourage them, even severing ties with them. But what did you do to me?"
Zhang Wuji lowered his head, not daring to look into Zhao Min's eyes.
Zhao Min spread his hands to reveal a strand of golden hair and said coldly, "Zhang Wuji, what do you think this is?"
Foster father!
Zhang Wuji was shocked.
Zhao Min said no more, turned around and left.
Looking at Zhao Min's leaving figure and then at Zhou Zhiruo, who was wearing a bright red hijab, Zhang Wuji's eyes flickered again and again, and he softly said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, I'm sorry! I can't ignore my adoptive father."
With that said, Zhang Wuji quickly chased him out of the wedding hall.
Seeing the groom running away, the whole wedding hall was in an uproar.
Amidst the noise of the crowd, Zhou Zhiruo's whole body shivered, and her eyes were covered with ice under her red hijab.
Zhang Wuji!
I promise you to let go of your hatred and become your husband and raise your children from now on.
Is this how you treat me?
The noise of the crowd undoubtedly turned into ridicule in Zhou Zhiruo's ears. She, Zhou Zhiruo, has become a joke, and so has the Emei Sect.
hatred!
Boundless hatred rose in Zhou Zhiruo's heart, and the pretty face under the red hijab was distorted.
Suddenly, everyone looked at Zhou Zhiruo in surprise.
Because Zhou Zhiruo burst out with an extremely powerful aura.
Stab!
The red wedding dress was torn, Zhou Zhiruo took off the phoenix crown and threw it aside, her eyes as cold as frost.
Looking up at Master Zhang and Yin Tianzheng on the main seats, Zhou Zhiruo said coldly, "Master Zhang and Master Yin, you have also seen that it is Zhang Wuji who betrayed me today!"
"Disciple of Emei, follow me back to the mountain!"
Zhou Zhiruo turned around and left. Jingxuan and others followed behind Zhou Zhiruo, not daring to take a breath.
During this period of time, Junior Sister Zhou seemed to be a different person. Not only did her martial arts improve greatly, but her temperament also became extremely weird. Just because Junior Sister Minjun contradicted her in public, she made her lose all her martial arts and kicked her out of the mountain.
Facing Zhou Zhiruo like this, a group of Emei disciples felt strange, but no one dared to disobey her at all.
Lin Yunxiao watched Zhou Zhiruo walk away and muttered in a low voice, "It shouldn't be! Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts is not very good, why did his momentum suddenly become so amazing?"
Mr. Tieqin, He Taichong, Shenjizi Xianyutong and others were also surprised.
Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts is not considered to be the strongest in the martial arts world. This time, it seems that Zhou Zhiruo's aura has overwhelmed them, and he is no weaker than when Master Miejie was alive.
In the main seat, Master Zhang squinted his eyes and let out a subtle sigh.
In a wonderful wedding, the groom and the bride became enemies. This was the first time in his life of more than a hundred years that he had encountered such a thing.
