On the ninth day of the fourth month, it is the 100th birthday of Zhang Sanfeng, the founding ancestor of Wudang.

Early that morning, the whole Wudang Mountain was busy early. Song Yuanqiao and his six brothers changed into new clothes and led a group of firework Taoist men and Taoist boys to clean and arrange them around Zixiao Palace. The hall was covered with longevity couplets written by Zhang Cuishan, and there was a joyful mood.

In the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been washing up, changed his new clothes and changed his previous sloppy image. He and Xiao Ning sat at the first seat of the hall drinking tea. Seeing the disciples busy, their faces were full of joy.

Zhang Sanfeng took off the cover of the tea, blew the foam, took a sip, and asked, "Young brother did you sleep well last night?"

Xiao Ning nodded and replied casually: "Haha, senior brother, don't worry, junior brother, I don't recognize the bed, I slept soundly everywhere!"

"That's good!"

Zhang Sanfeng replied with satisfaction: "If you have any needs, even if you tell me, the old Taoist will let Yuanqiao and others prepare!"

Xiao Ning waved his hand: "Senior brother is intent. We seek the truth do not value external things very much. As long as we have a place to accommodate ourselves!"

"Haha!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed happily: "It's great, very good for junior brother to have this enlightenment!"

While the two were talking, a Taoist boy hurriedly walked in and presented a famous post. His Highness was directing everyone, Song Yuanqiao, who saw this, reached out to take it.

I saw it read: "The last time the Kunlun school graduates joined He Taichong and led his disciples to wish Zhang Zhen a lifetime of life!"

Yu Lianzhou, who was standing beside him, exclaimed after seeing the content on the poster: "The head of the Kunlun Sect actually came to pay his birthday to his master in person? When did he come to Central Plains?"

Mo Shenggu asked, "Has Mrs. He come?"

He Taichong's wife Ban Shuxian is his senior sister. It is rumored that her martial arts skills are not under the leadership of He.

Zhang Songxi replied: "Mrs. He is not written on the famous post."

Song Yuanqiao pondered for a moment and said, "This guest is of great identity. Brother Wei thinks that Master should be invited to go out to greet him."

Everyone hurriedly reported to Zhang Sanfeng and told him about He Taichong's birthday.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "It is said that Mr. Tieqin is a little walking in the middle of the earth. Fortunately, he actually knew the old Taoist's birthday. Well, the old Taoist went to greet him in person."

He stood up and prepared to welcome Kunlun leader He Taichong.

"Senior brother, wait!"

Xiao Ning reached out and stopped him, saying loudly: "In terms of seniority, the senior brother and the three saints of Kunlun, Master He, discussed friendships with the three saints of Kunlun! In terms of cultivation, Master He is not yet comparable to Master Song!"

"Besides, it is not yet known whether the purpose of Master He's trip to the mountain is to pay your birthday to your senior brother or to the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

Finally, he said leisurely: "So, senior brother, why are you so condescending to nobles?"

Song Yuanqiao was stunned for a moment, patted his forehead, and apologized: "Uncle Master said so much. I am confused. It is my fault to ask Master to greet him in person!"

Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned and thoughtfully said: "Isn't this... the old Taoist who doesn't go to greet him, isn't it a rude thing?"

After hearing this, Xiao Ning said, "Junior brother, I have heard this saying: Treat friends as warm as spring, and treat enemies as cold as winter!"

"So, if a friend comes, there will naturally be good wine and food to entertain! If the person comes, don't blame me for being in polite!"

"This leader He Da went up the mountain at this time, his motive is not pure!"

"Senior brother, tell me, is this the reason?"

After saying that, he showed a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Sanfeng. Xiao Ning felt that Lao Zhang was really too simple. He had already mentioned it to him yesterday, but he still didn't take it to heart.

"Uncle Master is mighty and domineering!"

Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were excited when they heard this. This thought came to their minds at the same time, and a hint of respect appeared in their eyes when they looked at Xiao Ning.

Xiao Ning's words were simply spoken in their hearts, which was like the style and majesty that a generation of martial arts mythological powerhouses possessed!

"What my junior brother is right, it's my senior brother who is attached to the face!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head repeatedly: "Since that's the case, Yuanqiao, as my current head of Wudang, you are the same as that of Master He. So you will take the junior brothers to welcome Master He. As your master, you are waiting for Master He in this hall!"

Song Yuanqiao happily obeyed the order and bowed to the end: "Yes, Yuanqiao obeyed the order of his master!"

At that moment, he led his five junior brothers out of the hall and met them.

After a while, Song Yuanqiao led a group of people into the hall. Xiao Ning looked around and saw that the leader was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes. He was not very old and was wearing a bright yellow shirt. He looked very elegant and had a harmonious atmosphere, as if he was in the upper class.

However, Xiao Ning's cultivation level was higher than this person, and it was more than three floors. He could see at a glance that this person's cultivation level was just entering the seventh floor of the acquired world. Not to mention that compared with Song Yuanqiao on the ninth floor of the acquired world, even Yu Lianzhou on the eighth floor of the acquired world, he was far inferior to Yu Lianzhou on the eighth floor of the acquired world.

I think this person is so angry.

Behind him were eight disciples, both men and women, and his martial arts were all mediocre.

It can be considered as if the Qinghuang was not in line, and the Kunlun School is in danger!

This thought just flashed through Xiao Ning's mind and was not revealed.

On this side, after He Taichong came in, he bowed and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng to congratulate: "The later generations entered Kunlun and He Taichong and his disciples came to visit Zhenren Zhang, and wished the sun and moon to be prosperous and the pine and cranes to be prosperous."

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up and bowed and bowed: "President He is so polite. The old Taoist has not met far away. I hope Master He will let him go!"

He Taichong heard this and said with a smile: "What is the real person saying? As a junior, how dare Taichong bothered the real person to welcome him? It should be that Taichong met with the real person!"

After some polite words, Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand and said, "Hehe, please sit down!"

He Taichong was not polite, and sat down in the main seat below. The disciple he brought followed him and the Taoist boy waiting beside him quickly brought fragrant tea.

At this moment, another Taoist boy walked in with a famous post and handed it to Song Yuanqiao, but it was the five elders of Kongtong who came.

Among the martial arts worlds, there are six major sects in the Central Plains, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong.

And these five elders of Kongtong are the real power figures of Kongtong Sect.

In terms of seniority, the five elders of Kongtong are far inferior to Song Yuanqiao. However, they are also elders in the sect, so naturally Song Yuanqiao welcomes them.

After a while, the five elders of Kongtong came in with a group of disciples. After another polite conspiracy, the five of them sat down with their disciples.

Immediately afterwards, as if it had been agreed, the heads of many sects, including the Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect, Giant Whale Sect, Wushan Sect, etc., came to the mountains to pay their birthdays one after another.

The entire Zhenwu Hall seemed to have become a vegetable market, noisy, bustling, and noisy.

Song Yuanqiao and others thought in advance that their disciples celebrated their birthday to the ancestors. Unexpectedly, there were so many guests coming today. Even if six of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were received separately, how could they be busy?

What Zhang Sanfeng was most annoying was these red tape. Every time he was seventy, eighty, or ninety, he always told his disciples not to disturb outsiders. However, on this hundredth birthday, there were many distinguished guests in the martial arts world.

Later, there were not enough chairs for guests in Zixiao Palace.

Song Yuanqiao had to let someone move some round stones and put them in the hall. The heads of various sects, gang leaders and others still had seats. The disciples they brought had to sit on the stones. After using up the tea cups for tea pouring, they had to serve tea with rice bowls and vegetables.
Chapter completed!