Wudang, Jinchan Sect.

At this time, the sect was filled with joy. Except for Taoist Master Ziling, Taoist Master Zihui from Qingxu Sect, Senior Brother Zhao Yangjiang and Junior Brother Yuekan, all came to greet them. The brothers who had been out for two years wanted to get together.

It was bustling at the moment, and the kitchen was also full of joy. Zhao Yangjiang laughed: "Don't say anything. Today, Yueqing and the others will have to set up a table. Let's have a good chat at the banquet! We must be drunk and we will stop!"

Yuekan couldn't stand it and complained: "Senior Brother, you're so overdoing it, you'll be beaten to death by the master!"

By the way, I touched the cold sweat that was oozing out of my forehead, and I felt that the black line was full. Should I be so wild...

"Hahaha...what are you afraid of? I think I will definitely be fine today. I have to be well smeared with Yue Qing and Yue Xuan's light." Zhao Yangjiang laughed.

Liu Yueqing twitched his mouth slightly, his hands kept moving his knife like flying, and looked at the boiling hot soup on the stove: "Senior Brother, have you been slapped in the soup?"

"Hmm?" As Zhao Yangjiang scooped into the soup with a spoonful, gently blew the cold and drank it, then brushed it, and a thumb stood up!

Liu Yueqing's originally gentle eyes gradually changed, "What are you waiting for? Senior brother, are you going to eat? Look at what time now! You're still bragging!"

Then there was a rush of chaos and a lot of fun. With laughter, the kitchen gradually faded away...

At the door of the Jinchan Sect, Huo Ling'er was covered in sweat and felt that her legs were a little soft. She couldn't help but gritted her teeth and looked at Peng Yuexuan, who was standing at the door with a grass leaf in her mouth, looking like she was doing nothing. She felt aggrieved and hated in her heart!

‘You will be single forever! You will definitely be...!’

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At night, under the moonlight, stars dot the night sky, the sound of insects and frogs responded, and the hilarious sound of the Golden Toad School gradually stopped...

"Hey, senior brother, you are so cunning!" Liu Yueqing carried Yuekan in his left hand and Huo Ling'er in his right hand, and was about to send the drunk two people back to his room.

Fan Kaiqi carried Peng Yuexuan on his back, his handsome face was full of anger, and rolled his eyes: "That's right, this guy called the most and encouraged him the most. He drank it in the end and even used water to fool them, and even we wanted to fool them!"

"Kuhahaha...it's okay. They are happy today, just as they wish, hahaha..." Zhao Jiangyang laughed while cleaning up the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks.

"That's because the master and the others left the seat early, otherwise... I wouldn't be able to knock your dog's head down, and I'm speechless." Liu Yueqing was really powerless to complain...

Listening to the laughter behind me, he quickly left.

The two of them were thrown into the guest room, took off their shoes, covered them with a quilt, and Liu Yueqing breathed out.

‘All of this big person…and like a child…ah…’

When I walked back to the living room, I saw that I had finished cleaning, so I walked to the kitchen. Sure enough, I saw Zhao Jiangyang washing dishes. Liu Yueqing walked over, took a basin of water, and helped clean it.

"Junior brother." Zhao Jiangyang suddenly said.

"Um?"

"Are you serious this time?"

"I'm very serious." Liu Yueqing answered decisively.

"The resentment of Wudang for hundreds of years..."

"Haha, it's okay, I'm here!"

Looking at the night outside the window, the two people who were rubbing the bowl gradually drifted away.

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Half a month later, Wudang Mountain, the foot of the mountain gate.

Old Man Zhang, who was pushing the cart, looked at the cold cakes, iced noodles, sour plum soup, and tea eggs in the car. He shook his head and said to the Xu lady in the shop next to him: "It's really strange today. Tourists are not allowed to go up the mountain. It's really rare to seal the mountain."

"This is not. Since the past few days, many Taoist priests, and those who have learned skills in Qianshan have all returned."

"Now, even I, a man, went up the mountain. Looking at this scene, I'm afraid something big happened." The wife of the Xu family leaned against the refrigerator and slapped the big folding fan, and said casually.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Zhang looked at Wudang Mountain, thinking about something...

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Wudang Mountain, Jade Emperor Hall.

Glazed tiles are antique, with statues standing in front of the gods, and the incense is swaying, full of Taoist charm.

Under the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch, he held three incense sticks and bowed devoutly to three devoutly. Liu Yueqing, a white-clothed Taoist, opened her eyes.

Turning around, holding his hand, a faint power slowly dispersed.

"I guess all the masters here have heard what they said before?"

"Today, all the Wudang sects are here. I think of my Wudang inheritance for many years, and my history has a long history, but it has always been like a mess of sand, being pressed by Shaolin, dragons and tigers. Why is this? It's not because we are split and there are too many internal sounds."

"As the saying goes, snakes cannot do without heads. This time, the country has set up a bridge and invited everyone to gather together, giving us an opportunity and an opportunity that will benefit us forever."

"I know that each family has grudges and cannot be resolved in just a few words. So, today I will put aside a sentence here. Those who had grudges and had grudges in the past, but those who could not accept them in their hearts can stand up now. I will follow all the grudges and I will follow them!"

"I will let you out this tone. After you leave, you will never mention the past rifts. You will only live a better life in the future."

Liu Yueqing carried her hands on her back, and said firmly.

He looked around and said lightly: "Who will come first?"

The scene became quiet...

A man in green clothes held a sword and stood up from the futon, glanced at the hall, and nearly a hundred people sitting on the futon, lined up.

"Lin will come first." Lin walked silently under the statue of the Three Pure Gods, and Lin Tingfeng slowly pulled out his long sword.

"Clang!"

"So it's Mr. Lin of the Nine Palace Sword Sect, please."

After the words came, the sword came out, and as soon as the sword came out, it had arrived.

The secret legend of Wudang "Turtle, Snake Fist, Sword, One Hundred and Eight Decisions!"

The sword is like a meteor, and it has arrived in front of Liu Yueqing in an instant!

At this moment, Lin Tingfeng's eyes suddenly shrank!

At some point, a hand appeared beside the sword.

A hand that is extremely white, delicate pores, clean, like white jade.

‘How could it be so fast! How could it be so fast?!’

It was a long time to say it, and then it was soon! It was just a flash of lightning!

"Clang!" A sound was like an old monk and an ancient temple ringing the bell, echoing in the hall. Lin Tingfeng's alloy green sword in his hand shook dozens of times in an instant, and a crack suddenly appeared!

"Crack?...bang!" In an instant, the sword body broke into several pieces, flew out, whizzing, and nailed to the blue bricks with a whizzing whizzing.

Lin Tingfeng trembled and held the broken sword, the tiger's mouth had cracked and bleeding beads were seeping through.

He knew that he had lost. The white-clothed Taoist priest on the opposite side exuded dozens of internal strength in a flash of his fingers, and instantly exploded and hit a point, directly breaking his sword...

Lin Tingfeng clasped his fists and felt a little lonely: "Lin admitted defeat and agreed to join the Wudang team. From now on, he will not ask about the past grudges!"
Chapter completed!