Chapter 145 Purple Mansion Master
"On July 15th next year, our Shaolin Temple will hold a martial arts conference. At that time, we will invite the national master to visit our temple." Kong Jian looked at Jiumozhi and said coldly.
"Good, good, good..."
"Shaolin Temple is full of masters who are famous all over the world, and young monks also want to learn a thing or two."
Jiumozhi put his hands together and said calmly.
"This monk is indeed very powerful. I'm afraid there are still some people who can defeat him in Tiangang." Kong Jian said softly.
They fight four against one, and it is indeed possible to suppress Jiumozhi, but they will definitely hurt Shaolin Qingyu, so it is better not to fight.
Wait until the day of the martial arts competition to settle everything with Jiumozhi.
The four great monks all nodded. At this moment, a true disciple from Wudang Mountain came quickly outside the door.
"Master Tai, Patriarch Wuliang has rescued Wuji."
Zhang Cuishan was suddenly surprised and happy, and was the first to step forward.
Outside the main hall outside the door, Patriarch Wuliang stepped towards him, his eyes were dark green, his Taoist robes fluttered in the wind, and he held a young man in his arms, his body alternated between hot and cold, green and white.
The remaining five sects looked at each other, stood up, and stared at the young man in the arms of the Infinite Patriarch with their eyes moving slightly.
"Follow me to the back hall quickly." Zhang Sanfeng frowned and said quickly.
"The two elders of Xuan Ming have extraordinary means. They practice the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, and their lightness skills are excellent. You found it too late. When you told me, they had already fled thousands of miles away." Patriarch Wuliang said softly.
"I slapped each of them seriously, leaving Wuji behind and ran away."
"Thank you so much, Patriarch Wuliang." Zhang Cuishan said with gratitude in his eyes and quickly held his hands.
In his early years, when he met the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, he was no match for him and thought that he was a first-class person like Zhang Sanfeng.
Later, as his strength improved, he became more and more aware of the terror of people like Wuliang Patriarch and Zhang Sanfeng.
You can't win without fighting, and you can win every battle.
"Let's see if your master can save Zhang Wuji." Patriarch Wuliang waved his hand.
He stared at Su Changqing, laughed and said: "Marquis Changqing came early enough."
"It's not early. I've been waiting for half an hour."
"Come with me."
All the six major sects looked sideways and were shocked. It turned out that the person who had an appointment with Su Changqing was the Patriarch Wuliang, not Zhang Sanfeng.
"This young Taoist priest is only in the name of Wudang. He is still young. How can he be called the Patriarch, and dare he be called the Infinite?" He Taichong said angrily.
"I don't know, but now that Zhang Wuji has been rescued, we can jointly attack Wudang Mountain." Miejie's narrow eyes narrowed and he said coldly.
"Previously, Zhang Wuji said that the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun was his adoptive father. Today, together with us, we will definitely be able to kill that devil."
"The dragon-slaying sword will not endanger the martial arts only if it falls into the hands of the upright people in our martial arts world."
"That's how it should be."
"Headmaster Yue's name is Junzijian. He has always had a good reputation in the martial arts world. At that time, he took the lead in attacking to see if Zhang Sanfeng dared to protect his disciples."
Yue Buqun is gentle and elegant, with a slight frown on his brows. Next to him is Ning Zhong, who is wearing a light yellow robe.
Beside him are Huashan elder Xian Yutong, disciples Linghu Chong, Yue Lingshan and others.
"Senior brother..." Ning Zhongze shook his head gently. This matter clearly showed that he was the first person and almost offended everyone in Wudang.
"Since the two sects of Sword Qi in our Huashan Mountain have hurt each other, we are no longer able to compare with the six major sects." Yue Buqun signaled to be calm, looked around at the crowd and shook his head.
"King Dalun Ming is also here today. He is not from the Central Plains and is upright. Why not raise this matter?"
He Taichong's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Jiumozhi who was bored in the distance.
Jiumozhi was standing in the center of the hall, carefully looking at the cauldron in Wudang Mountain and studying how to make it rotate more beautifully.
Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple has been practicing the cassock demon-subduing skill for more than ten years. If he uses the Small No-Phase Skill to stimulate his true energy and turn the cauldron to turn the opponent around, he will be truly famous all over the world!
Hearing this, Jiumozhi was shocked and quickly clasped his hands together and said, "Young monk didn't hear anything, don't look for me..."
Wuliang is more powerful than Su Changqing, Su Changqing, Zhang Sanfeng, Wuliang Patriarch... all three of them are here.
The dragon-slaying knife is indeed exciting, but if he were to attack, wouldn't that mean he was going to die?
"Kong Wen Jian's surname, the four great divine monks are highly virtuous and respected, why not just let the four great divine monks come." He Taichong turned to look at the four great divine monks.
"Good." After hearing the words, the four people from Seeing, Hearing and Zhixing clasped their hands together, glanced at Jiumozhi coldly, and said calmly.
"Four old bald donkeys, quite arrogant."
Jiumozhi mocked in his heart and turned around to continue studying Zhuan Dading.
"Dragon Slaying Sword... The sword slays the dragon, the supreme martial arts master, orders the world, no one dares to disobey." Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was greatly moved.
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In the courtyard behind Wudang Mountain.
The Patriarch of Wuliang, Su Changqing, sat cross-legged in front of the Zhenwu Hall, burning sandalwood, looking at each other, and discussing the Tao.
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Changqinghou, must have found his own way." Wuliang Patriarch said with cupped hands.
"A little gain." Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly and he said.
"Three thousand great avenues are united into one method. When the mind is concentrated, the soul wanders in Taixu and Zifu, which is the real state of Zifu."
"This is the current state of Master Zhang. He has reached the half-step of Master Zifu within a hundred years. In this world of mortals, it can be seen that he is amazing and talented."
Su Changqing nodded slightly. He did have this feeling. On that day in Ziwei Mountain, he condensed the third golden flower bud and almost wandered in the void.
"One year from now, I will return to the Zhenwu Realm. On that day, Changqing Hou can come here again."
"If you can break through the Purple Mansion True Person Realm before the age of 20, I will ask someone to personally lead you into the Nine Heavens Realm."
"If not, then, let's have a farewell wine." Wuliang laughed.
This is the biggest opportunity he can give Su Changqing.
If Su Changqing can grasp it, he will have unprecedented potential and participate in a peak event in the heavens and the universe.
And the limit is 20 years old.
"What is the difference between the Zhenwu Realm and the Immortal Realm?" Su Changqing asked.
This is his biggest problem.
In the script of his life, it was this farewell wine that he poisoned the Wuliang Patriarch.
According to the script, he did not break through the Purple Mansion True Person Realm.
"Among the heavens and the universe, there are nine heavens and ten earths, and three thousand great worlds. After ascending from this world, you will immediately enter one."
"Your Excellency has obtained the Zhenwu relics, the Xuantian true qi, and has been pulled by the dark, so it is natural to enter the Zhenwu world. Before the age of 20, breaking through the purple mansion is another opportunity."
The Wuliang Patriarch smiled.
"What opportunity?" Su Changqing stared and asked.
The script of life has not changed.
If he follows the script, he must kill Wuliang, then Zhenwu suddenly dies, and he controls the Zhenwu world, and dies in a strange fluctuation more than a thousand years later.
"It is unspeakable, unspeakable." The Wuliang Patriarch slowly stood up and smiled.
"Innate gods and demons do not represent everything, and acquired perseverance can also be changed."
"In troubled times, if you don't fight or compete, it's hard to have opportunities!"
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