After everyone asked "Old Man Zizhu" for peace, "Qingwei Zhenren" said: "Master, last night, birds danced in the sky and hundreds of beasts appeared. This is a strange phenomenon that I have not seen in Wudang for thousands of years. I deduced it for the middle of the night, but I did not calculate the good or bad luck. I am really ashamed. I come to ask Master for advice!"

"Old Man Zizhu" smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, just take it calmly."

"Master, this..." "Qingwei Zhenren" looked at each other, not knowing what the meaning was.

Feng Yanran almost had a happy time, but because there were too many people, he did not say anything to "Qingwei Zhenren". This old guy has been practicing Taoism for more than 70 years, but he has not achieved it. He is almost nervous. A few birds are just singing. Does it take a long time to deduce it? Feng Yanran studied "Qingwei" for a while and finally came to the conclusion: This guy is purely a person who is old and young, and he has nothing to do.

"Qingwei Zhenren" then raised another topic: "Master, the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, the Wudang disciples will compete once every five years. People from all major sects in the martial arts world come to watch the battle. The disciples want to invite you to stay in charge to demonstrate the prosperity of my Wudang."

"Old Man Zizhu" shook his head and said, "The Five-Year Competition of Disciples is a rule passed down from Wudang in all dynasties. You can do it as you please. What will I get involved with?" Although the old man said this, he also understood the meaning of "Qingwei Zhenren". He turned his head to Fu Chenxue and Feng Yanran, and smiled and said, "Chenxue, Yanran, you two are descendants of Wudang and have not participated in the Competition of Disciples. This time, let's go see it with your senior brother."

Feng Yanran took the initiative and said, "Master, don't worry, I promise to bring the championship back to you."

"You also participate?" "Qingwei Zhenren" and several palace masters almost sat on the ground. Is there any suspense in participating in the competition between young disciples in the "outside Gang" realm? Even they are not opponents. Aren't those Wudang disciples looking for abuse? Feng Yanran said: "What do you mean? I am also a Wudang disciple, why can't I participate?"

"Qingyuan" smiled bitterly and said, "Young junior brother, you want to participate. I will give you a special award. Don't worry about that champion anymore, okay?"

Feng Yanran said coldly: "Before the competition has started, you can set the quota first. What is the difference between this and the big prizes such as the 'golden rooster', 'hundred flowers', 'golden horse' and 'gold bear' outside?"

Seeing the embarrassing look on the face of "Qingwei Zhenren", Fu Chenxue said: "Senior Brother, you know Yanran's temper. He just said that you don't have to take it seriously. As for the competition, Yanran and I will definitely go to watch it at that time."

"Qingwei Zhenren" smiled. He wanted this sentence. "Old Zizhu" would definitely not go. His purpose here was mainly to hope that Fu Chenxue and Feng Yanran could attend. Wudang is one of the top sects in the martial arts world. The disciple competition once every five years is a major event in the martial arts world. Especially this time, it was an unprecedented event. There were so many martial arts people coming to watch, and Wudang and the hotels in S City were full. Even if Wudang strictly controls the situation, there will be no less than 2,000 martial arts people attending this grand occasion. When the forest is big, there are naturally all kinds of birds. How can those who come to Wudang be friends?

?There are many people with ulterior motives. If anyone does not abide by the rules and Wudang cannot suppress it, then Wudang's reputation for thousands of years will be seriously damaged. "Qingwei Zhenren" was originally worried about this matter, but since he learned that Feng Yanran had entered the "outer Gang", he would completely relieve himself. A master of "outer Gang" would not be able to fight all over the world, but there is really no one who can match him, let alone an unfathomable Fu Chenxue? "Qingwei Zhenren" can't see Fu Chenxue's realm at the moment. According to his experience, this junior brother who has returned from ten years is definitely an extremely terrifying existence.

After the matter was decided, "Qingwei Zhenren" tactfully expressed the intentions of several palace masters. Fu Chenxue simply gave each of the palace masters a "Seven-turn Purple Gold Pill". "Qingyuan" and others were as if they had a treasure. They bid farewell to the head of "Qingwei" and went down the mountain together. After coming out, they happened to meet Qingyao. Qingyao heard that they had all got a "Seven-turn Purple Gold Pill", and then said angrily: "This hateful boy, I know how to miss you, what's my part?"

"Qingyuan" saw the girls behind Qingyao's body and temperament, as if they were reborn, and asked in surprise: "Junior sister, what pills have you given them? I saw them a few days ago, why did they change so much in a short period of time?"

Qingyao did not hide it and said proudly: "They had an adventure last night and broke through a small realm at the same time."

"Qingxu" and others immediately opened their mouths and said in horror: "Breakthrough at the same time? This is too... against the will of heaven? Junior sister, how did you do it?" They thought of Fu Chenxue and asked: "It was Chenxue who gave them the 'Purple Golden Pill', right?"

Qingyao's face suddenly turned cold and she said angrily: "Would that kid be so kind? Even I haven't seen the shadow of the 'Purple Golden Pill' yet."

"What the hell is going on?"

Qingyao said proudly: "They heard a fairy tune last night. I don't know what happened, and 'Suddenly' they all broke through."

"A song of immortal sound?" Everyone looked at each other. Could it be that an immortal really came to Wudang last night and left behind a vast immortal sound?

"Qingwei Zhenren" asked: "Where does the fairy sound come from?"

Qingyao asked back, "You have just met your uncle, but he didn't mention this?"

"What does this matter have to do with my master?"

"Of course it's related, because he was also present last night."

"What does this mean? Why do I become more confused the more I listen?"

"What's the confusion? The so-called 'Xianyin' was popped up by his precious apprentice."

"You mean Chenxue?" "Qingwei Zhenren" knew that Fu Chenxue was famous all over the world for her piano, wine, medicine, and singing "Four Great Masters", so she guessed it.

"Who else can be there except him?"

"What song did he play?"

"Flying Immortal Inscription"!"

"Feixianyin?" "Qingwei" and others stared at each other, as if they were a little unbelievable. Qingyao said: "I know you won't believe it. Last night, a hundred birds gathered and thousands of beasts in Wudang Mountain worshipped. Did you not even notice this kind of vision?"

"Hiss--" Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, "Qingwei Zhenren" even trembled: "Are you sure the vision last night was caused by Chen Xue playing the piano?"

"Can this be fake? I was at 'Baoyue Peak' last night. I saw all this with my own eyes and got a lot of benefits from the sound of the piano."
Chapter completed!