The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

From the very beginning, Song Xing had no intention of explaining the ins and outs of Wangpanshan Island to these mixed crowds.

Because he knows the bad nature of people, these people are different from Wudang and Tianying Cult. Most of the people gathered here actually have nothing to do with those gangs at all.

The reason why they gathered here was purely for the whereabouts of the Dragon Sword. Regardless of whether Song Xing told what happened to Wang Panshan Island, these people would not give up.

Song Xing has to go to Wudang Mountain next, and won't be with the Haisha Gang most of the time, so it is necessary to settle the matter as soon as possible and settle it once and for all.

How to understand, naturally let these people dare not!

When the Sky Eagle Sect snatched the Dragon Slaying Saber back then, why did no one dare to snatch it when they held a saber raising meeting openly and aboveboard?

Naturally, it was because the Tianying Cult was ruthless and evil enough!
But now, what Song Xing wants to do is to be more ruthless and evil than the Sky Eagle Sect!
On the official road, three horses are galloping past!

Sitting immediately were Song Xing and Yu Lianzhou, who were heading to Wudang Mountain from Lin'an Mansion.

Looking at Song Xing's back in front of him, even though it had been three days, Mo Shenggu behind Yu Lianzhou looked at Song Xing with some kind of shock.

Since the reform of Zhang Sanfeng 30 years ago, the Wudang School has greatly reorganized the upper and lower boxing techniques and swordsmanship, and embarked on a violent and spicy road.

Although Mo Shenggu is young, he has undergone extremely severe training in Wudang and a lot of actual combat. He is used to life and death, and his combat effectiveness is far from comparable to that of other decent disciples.

However, he was still very surprised to see Song Xing single-handedly beheading the entire Jianghu sect from outside Lin'an Mansion with a single-handed Yanling Saber.

You must know that although there were no members of the six major sects among the hundreds of people that day, the combined strength of dozens of sects was comparable to that of one of the six major sects.

So when Song Xing killed all those Jianghu people who didn't know how to restrain themselves and spoke out loudly, Mo Shenggu could see that even King Yinye was more polite to Song Xing.

"In this way, this person can be regarded as the public enemy of those sects!"

Mo Shenggu looked at Song Xing's riding figure and sighed.

The young man's heart was undecided. Seeing Song Xing handle the matter in such a violent way, Mo Shenggu, who was a little arrogant in his heart, inexplicably began to appreciate Song Xing more.

What's more, Song Xing is also Zhang Cuishan's good friend.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang love brothers and sisters, and Zhang Wuge's friend is Wudang's friend.

Wudang was not close to Lin'an Mansion, and Yu Lianzhou and the others were worried about Zhang Cuishan's whereabouts, so they rode hard without rest. The original ten-day journey ended up being driven to Wudang Mountain in seven days.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, next to the Jiejian Stone, two majestic and simple peaks stand tall, majestic and majestic, majestic and majestic, which makes people look up.

Looking up at the graceful scenery of Wudang Mountain, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Under the order of his master, he went to Lin'an Mansion to protect the Longmen Escort Bureau Zhou Quan, who knew that the road was bumpy, and the matter was not completed, and the fifth junior brother disappeared inexplicably. He didn't know how to face Zhang Sanfeng in the future.

The three of them hurried up the mountain, and not long after, they met the Taoist boy who came from the mountain, and when they saw Yu Lianzhou, they all stopped to salute.

"Uncle Yu, Uncle Mo!"

"Mianli, is master on the mountain?" Yu Lianzhou asked hurriedly.

Daotong replied: "The master is in Zixiao Palace."

When Song Xing saw Zhang Sanfeng, the image he saw was different from what he had imagined. Although the Zhang Sanfeng in front of him was already ninety years old, he was tall and tall, with big ears and round eyes, and a beard and beard like a halberd. It's like the age of a fish.

When he saw Yu Lianzhou walking into Zixiao Palace and kneeling in front of him, Zhang Sanfeng squinted his eyes and said, "Lianzhou, what happened?"

When he heard Yu Lianzhou narrate what had happened in Lin'an Mansion recently, and also mentioned that Zhang Cuishan was missing on Wangpanshan Island, even though Zhang Sanfeng had been practicing Taoism for decades, he could not maintain the fluctuations in his heart, and a sad look appeared on his face.

He stood up and thanked Song Xing behind Yu Lianzhou: "The old Taoist thanked my little friend for reporting thousands of miles away."

Song Xing bowed slightly to return the salute, and looked at the legendary Taoist master curiously, but his expression changed slightly after seeing it.

Zhang Sanfeng, who lived to be 90 years old, had long been clear-eyed. When he saw Song Xing's expression, his eyes showed astonishment, and then he ordered Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou behind him: "Yuanqiao, your junior brother is running around all the way, you take them with you." Go down and take a rest. Song Xiaoyou wants to know more about the strange things, the old man will come and talk to him."

After a few people retreated, Zhang Sanfeng touched his long beard and asked tentatively: "My friend previously guessed that Wang Panshan Island was swallowed up by strange things, and Cuishan and the others are not in danger for the time being. How confident are you?"

Song Xing took a deep look at Zhang Sanfeng, and then said: "[-]% sure, but after all, I have less contact with weird things, and I can't compare with real people."

Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Surprise thing? The old man has lived for 90 years, and he has seen more monsters than my friend. Wudang Mountain also has a lot of books about monsters. I don't know what you think. What do you want to know about?"

In the main hall, a silent energy filled the air between the two of them. After finishing speaking, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Xing like this.

Song Xing was silent for a moment, puzzled in his eyes, and said slowly: "Before I came to Wudang, I never thought that Sanfeng Zhenren, a generation of strange people who are well-known in martial arts, would also be a strange thing?"

The founder of the Wudang School, who created Taijiquan and Taijijian, made the Wudang School great and famous, and the hero of the Central Plains, the black and white Taoist Sanfeng Zhenren, who is admired by both black and white, is a strange existence in Song Xingkou.

If this passage is spread out, it will definitely cause turbulent waves in the Jianghu, and even if it spreads about Zixiao Palace, Song Xing can't even think about going to Wudang Mountain!

After hearing Song Xing's words, Zhang Sanfeng looked at him expressionlessly at first, and then said with a smile: "It seems that the old man was not wrong just now. You can indeed see some things that Yuanqiao and others can't see."

Under the statue of Emperor Zhenwu in Zixiao Palace, Song Xing was secretly surprised by the aura Zhang Sanfeng showed for a moment.

He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for 90 years. His internal strength alone can crush all sects in the world.

If Xie Xun killed everyone on Wangpanshan Island and regarded the heroes in the south of the Yangtze River as nothing, the momentum Zhang Sanfeng showed just now is enough to crush the world's heroes!
Facing Zhang Sanfeng's aura, Song Xing's expression was calm, and he secretly looked at him with the Tianzi Wangqi technique.

In the dark gray world, all of Zhang Sanfeng's confidence was seen by Song Xing.

"So that's it. I thought that Mr. Zhu Da was the first existence to discover that people and strange things can be combined. I didn't expect you, the real person, to have already walked in front of him."

Song Xing was a little surprised. In his eyes, Zhang Sanfeng's body was still a human body, but it also had the aura of a strange thing.Upon closer inspection, most of the mysterious power in his body came from a small dark red sword inserted into his body!

Song Xing's eyesight was so good that he could even see the word Zhenwu on the hilt of the sword!

True martial arts sword!
The sword of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect, has an ancient form and is extremely sharp.

Zhang Sanfeng used it to sweep away evil spirits in his middle age, and it shocked the world. In his later years, he rarely used it, and it was always enshrined in the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

When he saw Song Xing's gaze on the Zhenwu sword enshrined in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu behind him, Zhang Sanfeng smiled: "It seems that my little friend really saw it!" (End of this chapter)