"Brother Su, congratulations..."

"Headmaster Su..."

"Master Su..."

Almost everyone from Shaolin Wudang, Zhang Wuji, Yang Yaoqin, etc., both familiar and unknown, came. This is also due to the prestige that Su Cheng has gained in the past two or three years. Otherwise, this Quanzhen Sect's grand ceremony would really be a bit deserted.

.

It's a pity that although Song Yuanqiao and others from Wudang came, they still didn't see Zhang Sanfeng, which made Su Cheng a little disappointed.

But it was normal. Except for taking Zhang Wuji down the mountain for medical treatment more than ten years ago, Zhang Sanfeng had almost never been to Wudang Mountain for decades, so it was impossible to make an exception for him.

At this time, a group of disciples were dancing swords or performing other martial arts on the stage to show their strength and foundation to their fellow practitioners.

Although their cultivation is not very advanced, these disciples are better because they are young and have a solid foundation. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they will definitely do something in the future.

"Master Su, I'm so happy to congratulate you. After a hundred years, the Quanzhen Sect has reappeared."

Monk Kongzhi stepped forward to congratulate him again. The fact that he can come today already shows that Shaolin has tacitly approved the affairs of the Quanzhen Sect. At least on the surface, it will not make things difficult.

This is because of Su Cheng's peerless martial arts and all the things he has done in the past few years. On the other hand, it is also due to the current situation. The world is in turmoil. The most important thing for Shaolin at this time is to ensure that its own inheritance is not lost.

, instead of suppressing other sects.

"Master Su, my master has been in seclusion these years, so I cannot come. Please forgive me."

Song Yuanqiao also stepped forward and explained the reason. After all, in the previous letter, Su Cheng specifically expressed his respect and admiration for Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Su, congratulations, there is now another righteous leader in the world."

Miejie also stepped forward to congratulate him. Since he obtained the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Emei disciples' cultivation has not improved much, but it will be of great help to their future development. Yi

The Jing Forging Bone Chapter, the Great Demon Subduing Fist, etc., have greatly supplemented Emei's martial arts system.

…

After dealing with a group of people, Su Cheng originally planned to chat with Zhang Wuji or Yang Yaoqin, but unexpectedly he met an unexpected person.

Wanyan Deming was wearing a Han Chinese robe and a square turban on his head. He had never walked around in the rivers and lakes, so no one here really recognized him.

"I've met the headmaster..."

Facing the young Su Cheng, Wanyan Deming's attitude was respectful, just like he was in Yuanting, making it impossible for anyone to make any mistakes.

"Mr. Wanyan, I am really surprised that you can come here in person."

Su Cheng looked at Wanyan Deming. His breath was confused, and he was obviously injured. After so much time, the injuries caused by his punch should have recovered long ago.

Moreover, it is really surprising that such a cautious person like Wanyan Deming could come to Su Cheng.

"Headmaster, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. The reason why I come here is because Yuan Ting has learned about the matter between you and me, so he has been chasing me. I came here to beg you.

of asylum.”

Wanyan Deming knew very well that in front of people like Su Cheng, telling the truth was the best choice. Lies could be deceived for a while, but once they were exposed, the consequences would be unbearable for him.

"Huh? With your strength, is there anyone in Yuanting who can hunt you down?"

Su Cheng frowned. There was indeed someone in Yuanting who was more powerful than Wanyan Deming, but defeating and chasing him were two different things.

Unless someone is extremely good at light kung fu, like Wei Yixiao, or his strength far exceeds that of Wanyan Deming, it is impossible for ordinary martial arts masters to hunt down Wanyan Deming, and they may even find no trace of this person.

"They are people from Yuanting Palace. The leader is..."

Wanyan Deming was about to explain the situation when he saw Su Cheng suddenly turned around and stared down the mountain.

"He must be an old eunuch."

Su Cheng's mind was clear, and a full moon suddenly rose. In the dark, he seemed to see a decayed old eunuch, slowly stepping onto Zhongnan Mountain from the stone steps at the bottom of the mountain.

As the saying goes, the way to sincerity is to know beforehand that if you practice martial arts to a certain level, you will be able to feel something from behind.

After practicing the Taixuan Sutra more deeply, Su Chengyou suddenly gained this ability.

"You guys stay here to appease the guests, I'll be back when I go..."

Su Cheng transmitted the message into the secret with one hand, said something to the two elders of Huashan and others, then quietly disappeared in the square, and then walked straight down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, there is such an old monster in Yuanting Palace.

Su Cheng felt a little heavy in his heart. He felt pressure for the first time in a long time since the success of his magic skill.

Slowly arriving at the mountainside, Su Cheng saw from a distance an old eunuch standing on the stone steps in front of him. His body was hunched and he looked to be in his seventies or eighties. He was wearing a round hat and a blue robe.

There are signs of martial arts, and it is obvious that he has returned to his true nature.

"You all retreat, I want to talk to this old gentleman about something."

Su Cheng waved the disciples on the side to retreat, otherwise if there was a dispute later, these disciples would just waste their lives in vain.

"Senior, I wonder why you came here this time?"

Although Su Cheng has made plans to take action, he will not take action easily. If the other party is really the person who created the Sunflower Book, then he must be an extremely difficult opponent.

"Little guy, you have practiced martial arts well, but you shouldn't hide people. Our family has no intention of making things difficult for you. If you hand over the people, our family will go back."

The old eunuch half-squinted his eyes and glanced at Su Cheng. He noticed the aura on Su Cheng's body. He was secretly surprised and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Senior, I'm sorry to have to obey..."

Su Cheng refused directly. Although he had never expected that Wanyan Deming would attract such an old monster, he would not show any fear for it.

People respect me as much as I respect others. Since this old eunuch is so ignorant of etiquette and comes to the door with malicious intentions, Su Cheng will naturally not give him a good look.

"How brave. In that case, let's have a fight with this little guy like you."

As soon as the old eunuch finished speaking, the person turned into countless afterimages, sweeping across more than ten feet in an instant, and his white palms stretched out, as if a divine dragon was about to snatch Su Cheng's heart away.

Su Cheng suddenly retreated, but the old eunuch was like a tarsal gangrene. The figures of the two people moved forward and backward, and they kept flashing on the mountainside, as if they were changing. Ordinary people could not see the two of them at all.

Moving traces.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to be able to keep up with our speed. It's really surprising."

After the old eunuch finished speaking, he paused slightly. His rickety body stood up straight slightly. His old state also changed, and he looked like he was in his forties or fifties. His body speed suddenly increased a bit, and he appeared like a ghost, erratic.

Go away, just like light smoke.

"This... speed can actually be increased?"

Su Cheng was secretly shocked. The reason why he could keep up with the opponent's speed was due to the Taixuan Sutra and deep internal strength. However, this had reached his limit. The old eunuch's speed suddenly increased again, and it was already difficult for him to do so.

Confronted.

clank!

The Ziwei soft sword appeared instantly, buzzed softly, and turned into dozens of afterimages, protecting Su Cheng in front of him. It collided with the incoming grab, and a roar came from the void. Su Cheng and the old man

The figures of the eunuchs also retreated four to five feet in an instant.
Chapter completed!