"The auspicious time has arrived, and the newlyweds worship heaven and earth."
The Wudang disciple who served as the master of ceremonies sang solemnly.
Yin Liting and Yang Buhui turned around and saluted outside the door.
"Two bows to Gaotang."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and stroked the beard on his chin, waiting for the newlyweds to salute.
Yin Liting and Yang Buhui turned around and were about to salute Zhang Sanfeng when they heard a loud shout from outside the hall.
"Report, Shaolin Sect, Songshan Sect, Huashan Sect, Taishan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect, etc. have arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain."
Wudang disciple Qingming ran into Zixiao Palace and looked at Lu Qingyun, "They said that senior brother Qingyun killed Fei Bin and Zhong Zhen of the Songshan sect, and they wanted an explanation from the Wudang sect."
The celebrant stopped singing and looked at Song Yuanqiao.
A sneer appeared on Lu Qingyun's lips, he took a step forward and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.
"Master, no big deal can interrupt Uncle Six's wedding. Since it's me who caused the trouble, let me solve it."
Wudang was forced once more than ten years ago, causing Zhang Cuishan and his wife to commit suicide.
This time it was his turn.
It's a pity that he is not the kind of person to poke at the neck.
"good!"
Zhang Sanfeng clapped the handle.
"Junior Brother Qingyun, wait a moment."
Song Qingshu took a step forward and saluted Zhang Sanfeng, "Master, as a disciple of Wudang, we all suffer losses, and we all gain glory. Now that Junior Brother Qingyun has something to do, as a senior brother, there is no reason to ignore it."
"good."
After saying "good" again, Song Yuanqiao frowned and didn't understand why the master agreed.
The two children had never faced such a scene before, and they were young and energetic and could not avoid a fierce battle.
"Master, why don't you let me step in?"
"No, Li Ting's wedding is not over yet."
Song Qingshu grew up under their wings, without experiencing the intrigues and fighting for his life.
Zhang Sanfeng also wanted to see if he could carry the banner of Wudang.
Two of the three generations of disciples came forward. Zhang Wuji had to stand up no matter what, otherwise he would never have the face to appear in Wudang again.
"Master, this time it will be up to the three of us brothers to respond to the enemy."
"Okay. I, a third-generation disciple of Wudang, should also be exposed to the world of martial arts."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and stroked his beard, "The wedding continues."
The chief of ceremonies received the order and loudly sang: "Two bows to the high hall."
Lu Qingyun, Song Qingshu, and Zhang Wuji walked out of Zixiao Palace under the singing of the Master of Ceremonies.
"Junior Brother Qingyun, what are your plans?"
Lu Qingyun smiled and raised his right fist, "How did Grand Master establish Wudang's century-old foundation, and how did the Seven Heroes of Wudang achieve such a great reputation?!"
Zhang Wuji frowned and looked at Song Qingshu, "Junior Brother Qingyun is so murderous."
"There is too little actual combat. I can finally have fun today."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and flexed his muscles. He had been indoctrinated and suppressed by the rigid Song Yuanqiao since childhood, and today he finally had a chance to release himself.
Zhang Wuji could understand Lu Qingyun's behavior. When he faced the enemy who forced his parents to death in Guangmingding, he also had such murderous intentions.
But Song Qingshu suddenly became a little strange to him.
Lu Qingyun stood outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, looking at the crowds of people on the mountain road, and clenched his fists.
Fengyuan City didn't wait for Zuo Lengchan's hefty chicken, but it finally arrived today.
The master of ceremonies in the Zixiao Hall said "It's done", and Yin Liting and Yang Buhui completed the ceremony.
"Congratulations to the sixth brother and his sister-in-law on their wedding." Song Yuanqiao took the lead in saying.
There was no joy on Yin Liting's face. Something like this happened on the big day, which completely wiped out his good mood for the day.
"Master, these people are going too far to bully others. If we don't take action, the Wudang Sect will lose its prestige in the world from now on!"
Zhang Sanfeng took out the wine gourd from his waist. After taking a sip, he stroked his beard and said slowly: "There are already disciples of the Wudang Sect!"
Yin Liting was not at ease, "Can Sanxiao be able to handle it?"
"Old Liu, it's time to improve your cultivation."
Yin Li looked at Zhang Sanfeng blankly, not understanding what he meant.
Mo Shenggu burst into laughter.
"Old Seven, if you have anything to say, just say it clearly. The seven of us are closer than brothers, so why should we be like this!"
"Qingshu is currently at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, and his cultivation level is higher than yours, Sixth Brother, so Master tells you not to worry blindly and work hard to improve your cultivation level."
Yin Liting was speechless.
If Ji Xiaofu's incident hadn't caused him to sink and abandon his cultivation, he would have been promoted to the Grandmaster level long ago based on his qualifications.
"Okay, as long as Qingyun is here, they can't change the world."
Zhang Sanfeng said.
"Master, there is definitely no problem with Qingyun's cultivation. The disciple is just worried that he is too murderous."
Yu Daiyan was worried.
Since leaving Wudang, the apprentice's personality has changed more and more. The young man who used to just like to have fun has become a bit tricky.
Now that his cultivation level is getting higher and higher, if he goes crazy, he may really kill all the sects who are looking for trouble down the mountain.
"Qingyun is not someone who takes the initiative to cause trouble, but if someone who is short-sighted messes with him, there will be nothing we can do."
Zhang Sanfeng showed a gloating smile.
There has long been an unwritten agreement among the great masters not to participate in secular disputes easily. Unless they encounter a treacherous and evil person, or there is a crisis of destroying the sect, they can take action without any scruples. At other times, they can only smile and watch. .
The open space outside Zixiao Palace was filled with people from the Shaolin Sect, the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Divine Fist Sect, and the Haisha Sect.
"Amitabha, Xuannan, the first of the Bodhidharma Academy of the Shaolin Sect, has met Lu Shaoxia, Song Shaoxia, and Master Zhang."
What bothers Lu Qingyun the most is the Shaolin Temple, they are everywhere.
They have already become monks, but they still have six impure roots and insist on getting involved in the right and wrong of the mortal world.
They have to get involved in everything in the world to show the power of the number one sect in the martial arts world.
"What's the purpose of Master Xuannan coming to Wudang?"
As the young leader of Wudang, Song Qingshu can be dissatisfied with other sects, but he still maintains some respect for Shaolin.
Xuannan smiled slightly, "Wudang and Shaolin have a close relationship. I came to Wudang to resolve the grudges between Lu Shaoxia and the Songshan Sect."
"Haha, it seems that Dongfang Bubai in Heimuya needs the master's help. If the master goes, I think Dongfang Bubai will rush to greet him."
Lu Qingyun showed disdain.
After the six major sects besieged Guangmingding, most of the Shaolin sect's senior leaders were killed by Princess Meng Zhao Min, and even Abbot Kong Wen was killed.
Shaolin didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the world after regaining his strength. He didn't know how much he drank to be so drunk.
"Amitabha, if the Eastern leader agrees, I will definitely go."
Xuannan announced the name of Buddha, frowned and then relaxed.
"Young hero is a master of Wudang and the head of the Emei sect. If you continue like this, you will definitely fall into the devil's path. I, Shaolin, are also from the righteous martial arts lineage, so I naturally hope that Young Hero Lu will turn around and be safe."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown, Wudang had Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng in charge, and his junior brother Lu Qingyun would never have Shaolin's meddling no matter what.
"Master Xuannan, if you come to drink Master Yin's wedding wine, then Wudang welcomes you. I don't need Shaolin to worry about Junior Brother Qingyun."
