Lu Qingyun almost shouted out.
Song Qingshu is worthy of being the successor that Wudang has cultivated with all his strength, and he speaks both hard and soft words.
"Song Shaoxia's words are wrong. The constant disputes in the Jianghu will definitely cause a bloody storm. Shaolin also has good intentions and wants to persuade both parties to settle the matter."
Lu Qingyun sneered: "It's true that a man doesn't know how ugly he is, and a horse doesn't know how handsome he is! More than ten years ago, the Shaolin sect took the lead in forcing my fifth uncle and his wife to death. The blood debt has not yet been repaid, and now they come here licking their faces. You really think that I am Is Wudang easy to bully?”
"Lu Qingyun, Grand Master Xuannan is my Shaolin Taoist monk, how can you insult me!"
An ugly-faced monk walked out from behind Xuannan.
This person's nostrils are upturned, his ears are exposed to the wind, and his lips are very thick. He is about 20 years old.
Lu Qingyun narrowed his eyes, "Does this little master want to teach Lu how to behave?"
"Amitabha!"
XuanNan felt a faint murderous intention, and quickly pulled the ugly-faced monk behind him, blocking the front with his body, causing the Buddhist lion's roar power to scare away the murderous intention.
"Young Master Lu, Xu Zhu is just a disciple of my Shaolin generation, why do you bother to embarrass him?"
Lu Qingyun was stunned. He didn't expect that the ugly-faced monk was actually Xu Zhu, the main protagonist in Tianlong. He couldn't help but take a closer look.
With such a poor cultivation level, he couldn't even resist the murderous intention he exuded unintentionally. He must not have gained the skills of a few old monsters from Xiaoyao Sect.
"Master Xuannan, I advise you not to go into this muddy water and take little master Xu Zhu back to Shaolin."
Lu Qingyun glanced at the location of the Songshan Sect. A group of people surrounded a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He had a rather calm and powerful aura about him, so I expected that this person must be Zuo Lengchan.
"Zuo Lengchan, Fei Bin and Zhong Zhen were all killed by me. If you want revenge, you can stand up. Why do you do these things that can't be brought to the table?"
Master Dingjing of the Hengshan School couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect this person to be born with such a good skin!"
"So what! He's not just a big devil. I don't know how Wudang Zhang Sanfeng taught his disciples. It's not enough to have Zhang Cuishan who was obsessed with the demon sect's witch and was ruined. Now there's Lu Qingyun, who kills without blinking an eye."
Master Dingyi said disdainfully.
"Junior sister, don't be rude! Master Zhang is a senior, so what does it have to do with him even if the disciple makes a mistake."
The rumors in the world may not be true. Seeing that Lu Qingyun does not look like a treacherous and evil person, they cannot listen to Zuo Lengchan's family and conclude that Lu Qingyun is the big devil.
Although the Five Sacred Mountains formed an alliance, they didn't just listen to whatever Zuo Lengchan said.
Master Dingjing looked at Ning Qingqi, the head of Huashan who was standing aside, "Head Ning, I heard that your daughter had contact with Lu Qingyun. Is he really as evil and murderous as the rumors in the world?"
"this...."
The Lu Qingyun mentioned by his daughter Ning Zhongze was completely different from Zuo Lengchan, and Ning Qingqi could not say anything more in front of the Songshan Sect.
Lu Qingyun didn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help but mocked: "He keeps coming to Wudang to ask for an explanation, but now he doesn't come out. Is the left leader afraid?"
"Junior is so impudent!"
Lu Bai, the Crane Hand among the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, came out.
Lu Qingyun glanced at him and knew in his heart that he must be one of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan. His target was only Zuo Lengchan, and this kind of shrimp could not arouse his interest.
"Zuo Lengchan, do you want me to go over and ask you to come out?"
Lu Bai was so angry that he gritted his teeth. After so many years in the world, no one dared to ignore his existence.
He wanted to teach this arrogant boy a lesson, but he didn't receive the instruction from his senior brother Zuo Lengchan and could only stand there in embarrassment.
Zuo Lengchan can be the head of the Songshan Sect and the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, so the city is naturally very deep and unmoved at all.
He said to Xuannan: "Master, this Lu Qingyun shows no repentance in front of so many senior people in the world. What do you think we should do?"
"this...."
Xuan Nan is very difficult.
He felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him, as if he was being put on a fire, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
Lu Qingyun was in trouble, and no one present could do anything about it.
There is also a great master Zhang Sanfeng in the Zixiao Palace, and no one dares to act rashly.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, don't Wudang respect the moral principles of the world? Lu Qingyun is good at killing my disciples of the Songshan sect, and also brutalized more than 600 people from the Seven Kills Alliance. Do you still want to condone and protect me?"
Zuo Lengchan used his inner strength to spread the words into Zixiao Palace.
"Then what do you want!"
There was a terrifying pressure coming from the Zixiao Palace.
Zuo Lengchan summoned his inner strength and said again: "Master Zhang, you are a senior in the martial arts world. You will not protect your disciples."
"The Wudang Sect acts openly and aboveboard, and will never cover up when its disciples make mistakes. Lu Qingyun is right there. Kill him if you can."
When Zhang Sanfeng said these words, the six Wudang heroes in Zixiao Palace couldn't sit still and stood up one by one.
"Master, how can you say that?" Yu Daiyan said loudly and excitedly.
"Haha, do you think that brat is made of mud?"
Lu Qingyun has the strength of the late Grandmaster Realm, and under his nose, who in the world can kill him.
If we really get to that point, even if we risk our lives, nothing will happen to Lu Qingyun.
Yu Daiyan was concerned and confused, and thought Lu Qingyun was the playful boy in Wudang before.
Song Yuanqiao saw it more clearly and began to persuade: "Third brother, Master has his own reasons for doing this. Let's just keep an eye on it. Qingyun will definitely be fine."
"Zhenzhen Zhang is worthy of being the Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts world. He is fair and strict, which makes the young monk admire him."
A word mixed with powerful internal force floated up from the bottom of the mountain.
Lu Qingyun was secretly surprised.
Wudang Mountain is more than a thousand meters high and can transmit words clearly. With such a strong cultivation level, one must be a master at the Grand Master level!
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, there was a yellow sedan carried by eight people, and eight Buddhist monks stood on the sedan.
Eight of them were ugly in appearance and burly in stature.
Judging from the bulging and protruding temples, one can tell at a glance that they are masters of martial arts.
"Bath, you've crossed a line!"
Zhang Sanfeng walked out of Zixiao Palace.
The Five Wudang Heroes also walked out of Zixiao Palace.
"Yes, the young monk should not have appeared in the Central Plains martial arts forest. But the young monk's younger brother and the Sakya sect's protective elder Chalan Dorje suddenly died in the dense forest outside Dadu. The young monk had to step into the Central Plains to find out the reason."
As the Sakya Dharma King, Baspa was very angry when his junior brother died inexplicably.
A large number of manpower was dispatched, and after half a year of investigation, all the clues obtained pointed to Lu Qingyun.
"The young monk would like to ask Mr. Qingyun whether my junior brother Charan Dorje died in your hands."
Baspa, who was sitting in the yellow sedan, patted the window frame. The eight monks immediately lifted the yellow sedan steadily and strode towards Wudang Mountain.
They walked very fast, covering five or six meters in the blink of an eye.
