A moment later, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Liting came in with two tall and resolute nuns, led by Emei disciples. Xian Yu Tongyuan didn't know everyone, and only recognized the nun as Master Jingxu, and the other side had a white skin and a beautiful girl with a long and beautiful figure, Ji Xiaofu. When she saw Yin Liting staring at her, she lowered her head and touched the corner of her clothes.

When the people of Emei saw that many guests came to Wudang, they first presented the gift list, and then Song Yuanqiao introduced the leaders of various sects to them one by one.

Xianyu Tongyun Laogong had long heard them speak, but he realized that the nun with the highest figure standing with Jingxu was Master Jingxuan. Two or two of the five junior brothers and sisters behind them were nuns named Jingzhao and Jingjia. Bei Jinyi stood with Ji Xiaofu. There was still a male disciple in his thirties who didn't even say a name. It can be seen that the Emei Sect is now in charge of women, and male disciples have extremely low status.

Guests from all walks of life arrived in a row, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. There was no preparation in Zixiao Palace, so how could a banquet be held? The Taoist Huogong could only give each person a large bowl of white rice and put some green vegetables and tofu on it.

The six disciples of Wudang apologized repeatedly, but everyone was unwilling to care about the taste of the food. They just kept looking out of the hall door, as if they were waiting for someone.

Xian Yutong knew that they were all waiting for the three monks of Shaolin Temple, and that they only waited for Shaolin to come to attack. But he ignored these things and sat next to Zhang Zhenren with his bowl, talking to Zhang Sanfeng about his views on Daozang while eating.

Zhang Sanfeng was not a person who paid attention to red tape, so he naturally didn't care about the rules of not talking about food and sleep. Xian Yutong had the knowledge of countless professors using the wisdom of his predecessors to stir up refrigeration in his previous life's memory. Therefore, he was quite novel when talking about the Daozang's views, which made Zhang Sanfeng feel that the head of Huashan was really interesting and had more insights. So he said a few more words, and the front collar and beard of the Taoist robe on his body inevitably fell off a few rice grains.

Xianyu Tong's purpose is to Zhang Sanfeng. Of course, no matter how many people are watching, they just talk to Zhang Sanfeng enthusiastically. He and Zhang Sanfeng also saw that each other had a true nature, so they felt a little more favorable.

Many of the six heroes of Wudang saw hidden weapons. Except for the Emei Sect, everyone probably came for the whereabouts of Xie Xun, but Zhang Cuishan decided not to betray his friends, so he discussed in private that he planned to control the master of one sect with his tiger claws. Yu Lianzhou chose Guan Neng, the oldest among the five elders of Kongtong. Zhang Cuishan knew that his martial arts should not be He Taichong's opponent, so he chose the Kunlun Sect Taoist Xi Huazi, and Song Yuanqiao and others chose the elderly seniors from other sects, but because Huashan looked like a real birthday celebration, he was not included in the choice.

The guests in the hall used a meal, and the Taoist Master Huogong packed up the dishes. Zhang Songxi said loudly: "Seniors, friends, today, the family master is 100th birthday, and everyone is coming. My delegation is full of honor and favor, but I am very slow to entertain you. I would like to forgive you. My family master originally wanted to invite you to go to the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuchang to plan to get drunk. Today is the disrespectful place, and then I will give you a thank you. My junior brother Zhang Cuishan has been away for ten years and has returned today. His experiences over the past ten years have not yet been reported to the teacher. Besides, today is a happy day for the family master. If you talk about the grudges and fights in the martial arts world, it is unknown. The kindness of your coming from afar to celebrate your birthday has also become intentional to find trouble. You are rarely here to come to Wudang, so you will accompany you to go to the mountains and enjoy the scenery?"

His words blocked everyone's mouth first, and he made a statement first. Today is the birthday of Jishuo. If someone mentions Xie Xun and the Longmen Escort Agency, he will be intentionally enemies with the Wudang Sect.

These people went up the mountain together, except for the Emei Sect and the Huashan Sect, they fought without hesitation to find out the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun. However, the Wudang Sect is famous and no one dares to form a bond with him alone. If hundreds of people rushed up, they would be without any scruples, but no one wants to stand up and start the attack first.

Everyone looked at each other and had a stalemate for a moment. Xi Huazi of Kunlun Sect stood up and shouted: "Zhang Sixia, you don't have to say anything in your head. We are wise and do not do secret things. Open the skylight and say things in a bright way. This time we go up the mountain, we are just to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday, and secondly, to inquire about the whereabouts of Xie Xun's evil thief."

Mo Shenggu held it in for a long time, and then he couldn't bear it anymore, and sneered: "Okay, so that's it, no wonder, no wonder!"

Xi Huazi opened her eyes wide and asked, "What's the point?"

Mo Shenggu said: "I heard before that you came to Wudang to pay my birthday to your master, but when you saw that you were secretly hiding weapons on your body, you were so surprised. Did you bring a sword and a sword to give your master a birthday gift? Only then did you realize that you were giving such a birthday gift."

Xi Huazi slapped his body, then untied his Taoist robe, and shouted: "Mo Qixia can see clearly. At a young age, don't squirt people with blood. Who is hidden in us?"

Mo Shenggu sneered, "It's great, it's not." After saying that, he stretched out his fingers and gently pulled the belts of the two people beside him. He made a quick move. With this pull, he had already pulled the belts of the two people off, but it sounded choking. Two short knives fell to the ground, with green light shining and dazzling.

As a result, everyone's faces changed drastically. Xi Huazi shouted: "Yes, if Zhang Wuxia refused to tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, then it would be amazing to swing the sword."

Zhang Songxi was about to shout "Ahhh" as a yell, but the six people took the initiative with their tiger claws, but suddenly a sound came from outside the door: "Amitabha!" The Buddha's name was clearly transmitted into the ear drums of the crowd, both clear and bright, as if they were coming from a distance, but it sounded like they were sent beside them.

Zhang Sanfeng sat on the chair and didn't move, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the Shaolin Sect Zen Master Kongwen has arrived, please welcome him quickly."

The voice outside the door said: "Shaolin Temple abbot Kong Wen led his junior brother Kong Zhi, Kong Xing, and his disciples to wish Zhang Zhenren a long time of happiness."

Kongwen, Kongzhi and Kongxing are the three characters among the four great monks in Shaolin. Except for Master Kongjian, the three monks have arrived. Zhang Songxi was shocked and could not scream with the sound of "ahoh". The six heroes could not do the first attack. Because the Shaolin masters came to Wudang Mountain in a big way, the six of them used their "tiger claws and brute-handed hands" to control the characters in Kunlun, Kongtong and other sects, which was useless.

He Taichong, the head of Kunlun Sect, said: "I have long admired the reputation of Shaolin monks. I am fortunate to meet them today, which is worthy of this trip."

Another low voice outside the door said, "This one thinks it is Mr. He, the head of Kunlun. Fortunately, I will be happy! Zhenren Zhang, I am so disrespectful to pay my birthday to you later."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Today, there are many guests on Wudang Mountain. The old Taoist only lived for 100 years. How dare you deal with the three monks Yuzhi?"

Xian Yutong listened to the four of them chatting easily at least hundreds of meters away, and knew that this style was really good. He listened to thunder in normal times and looked at the commonplace, so he felt itchy and said, "The three monks are famous all over the world. I have long wanted to see you. Today I will meet three at Zhang Zhen’s birthday party. This trip is worth it, and it is worth it."

Master Kongwen said: "I guess the person who spoke was Mr. Xian Yutong, the leader of Huashan? Shen Ji was unpredictable. Mr. Shen Ji, lucky to know!"

Kong Wen originally thought that only Zhang Sanfeng and He Taichong could talk to him from a distance. Even if Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou had this ability, they would definitely not dare to rush to the master to talk. Unexpectedly, another master from Huashan appeared halfway. Kong Wen Ben didn't know who it was, but suddenly remembered that a few years ago, Yuanyin said that the leader of Huashan had profound martial arts skills, and the mysterious skills were mastering the spirit. Kong Zhi also heard Yuanxin talk about Xianyutong's martial arts insights, so he knew that this person had extremely high martial arts skills, and now he must be the one who wants to talk.

Zhang Sanfeng, He Taichong, Xian Yutong, Kong Wen and Kong Zhi and the other five had their own internal forces answered each other across several doors, and they were like talking to each other. The Emei Sect Master Jingxuan, Master Jingxu, Guan Neng, Zong Weixia, Tang Wenliang, Chang Jingzhi, Hu Bao and others were not good at speaking, and the rest of the gangs and sects were even more shocked, and they were not as good as those of themselves.

Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to welcome him, and Xian Yutong used his skills to look out, and saw three monks leading nine monks slowly walking to Zixiao Palace.

The old monk in the lead drooped his white eyebrows and covered his eyes, like a long-edged arhat. Xian Yutong knew that it must have been the abbot Kongyin. There was also an old monk next to him, with a majestic body and a mighty appearance, while the other one had a bitter face and a sagging mouth.

Although Zhang Sanfeng and Kong Wen and others were both masters in the martial arts world, they had never met each other. In terms of age, Zhang Sanfeng was thirty or forty years older than them. He was born in Shaolin. If he had a master Jueyuan talked about his generation, he would be two generations higher than Kong Wen and others. However, he was neither the precepts in Shaolin as a monk, nor had he officially learned martial arts from Shaolin monks. Now he met with peer rituals. Song Yuanqiao and others were a generation shorter. Only then did Xian Yutong realize that the person with a bitter face was Kongzhi and the person with a mighty appearance was Kong nature.

Zhang Sanfeng met Kong Wen and others and entered the hall behind the hall, He Taichong, Master Jingxuan, Guan Neng, and waited for him to meet. Xian Yutong also followed him to greet each other and said that they admired each other.

Master Kongwen was extremely humble. After celebrating the leaders and disciples of several sects, the leaders and junior disciples of other small gangs also had to celebrating them together and greet them a few words. After a while, hundreds of people introduced them one by one.

Kongwen, Kongzhi and Kongshi, three eminent monks sat down and drank a cup of tea. Kongwen said, "Zhang Zhenren, I am your juniors according to my age. Today, I should not mention anything else except for birthday celebrations. But I am the head of the Shaolin Sect, and I have a few words to tell my seniors frankly, and I also ask Zhenren Zhang not to be surprised."

Zhang Sanfeng has always been generous and said straight to the point: "Did the three monks come for my fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan?"

Kong Wen said: "That's right, we have two things to ask Zhang Wuxia. The first thing is that Zhang Wuxia killed my Shaolin sect's Longmen Escort Agency for seventy-one times and killed six Shaolin monks. How should the lives of these 76 people be settled? The second thing is that my senior brother Kong saw the master, who was compassionate and virtuous all his life, and was tragically killed by the Golden Lion King Xie Xun. He heard that Zhang Wuxia knew the whereabouts of the surname Xie, and asked Zhang Wuxia to give it to him."

Zhang Cuishan said loudly: "Master Kongwen, the lives of the seventy-six people of the Longmen Escort Agency and the Shaolin monks are definitely not harmed by the younger generation. Zhang Cuishan was taught by his mentor throughout his life. Although he was foolish, he did not dare to lie. As for who was the one who injured the seventy-six people of life, I knew it, but I didn't want to say it clearly. This is the first thing. What about the second thing? Kongjian Master passed away and returned to the west, and everyone in the world was mourning, but the Golden Lion King and the younger generation had eight friends and made Jinlan. Where is Xie Xun? I will not hide it from me.

Originally, I also knew. But I am the most important person in the martial arts world. Zhang Cuishan can be cut off and blood can be splashed. I will never reveal the whereabouts of my brother-in-law. This matter has nothing to do with my mentor, and I have no connection with my fellow disciples. Zhang Cuishan will take the responsibility alone. If you want to force me to die, you want to kill and cut, please do it. Zhang Zhang has never done half of the things that are shameful to the master in his life, and has never killed a good person. You must force me to be unrighteous today, just die." His words were full of righteousness.

Kong Wen chanted, "Amitabha!" and thought to himself, "It seems true to listen to his words. How can I deal with this?"

At this moment, a child suddenly shouted outside the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, "Dad!"
Chapter completed!