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Chapter 205 Birthday Eve

A moment of Yin hour.

It was the third day of the Lunar New Year, the new moon had passed, and the night was dark.

The atmosphere outside the inn is getting weirder and weirder, and the martial arts people lurking around are also ready to take action. If they don't take action, it will be dawn!

Just as he was about to take action, a young man with a gun suddenly stood up.

"Friends who have been waiting outside all night, please come out! Anyone who can defeat me within twenty moves can go inside to talk to my master."

Seeing no response from those around him, Yang Guo continued to shout.

"Everyone has seen my master's martial arts during the day. No one wants to fight him alone! If you beat me, you can enter the inn!"

Yang Qingyuan came up with this idea because Yang Guo, who was guarding the night, was bored.

To guard against thieves for a thousand days, and to guard against thieves for a hundred days, it is better to turn passivity into initiative.

Even if you can't get all the people in the dark to take action, you can still attract the attention of a large number of people.

And Yang Qingyuan had quietly appeared on the roof.

In this way, it can not only disrupt the plans of ambushes from the outside world, but also sharpen Yang Guo's martial arts.

And there was Yang Qingyuan on the roof to guard the surroundings to prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters.

After hearing Yang Guo's words, there seemed to be a commotion around him. Everyone probably knew that this young man's master should be the young man who later came to his aid.

Regardless of whether he took action or not, they were all afraid of Yang Qingyuan's martial arts.

If it is true, as this young man said, that if you win twenty moves you can enter the inn, then it is worth a try.

After all, judging from the aura on Yang Guo's body, he only had eight channels of cultivation. Although there were not many Yuan Hua present, there were still two palms.

Of course, some people have other ideas.

"No way! No way! Wouldn't a group of Yuanhua companies dare to fight against me?!..."

Yang Guo started to mock. Although Yang Guo looked humble on the outside after being taught by Yang Qingyuan, he was still cynical at heart and used all kinds of cynicism in turn.

After a while, someone couldn't hold it any longer, and a big man in black appeared in front of Yang Guo.

"What you said is true?!"

“Once a word is spoken, it’s hard to chase it back!”

"Okay! Then let's limit it to twenty moves! Let's see how I defeat you, a naughty kid like you!"

Maintaining his identity, the man in black did not make the first move, but stood with his hands behind his back, letting Yang Guo make the first move, showing the air of a master.

Yang Qingyuan, who was watching the battle on the roof, couldn't help but marveled that he had tricked him!!

Yang Guo was not polite, he shook the dragon's gallbladder in his palm, and a phoenix's cry resounded through the night sky.

As soon as he takes action, hundreds of birds will fly towards him.

The man in black obviously didn't expect that Yang Guo's marksmanship was so mysterious. He was caught off guard and was suppressed by Yang Guo from the beginning.

After losing the opportunity, within twenty moves, let alone defeating Yang Guo, the man in black could only manage a draw with his martial arts skills.

After twenty moves, the man in black became angry and wanted to continue attacking, but a sword energy shot out from the darkness and cut a three-foot-long crack in front of the man in black.

The man in black looked at the crack in front of him, knowing that if he took action again he might attract Yang Qingyuan, he snorted coldly and jumped away.

Yang Guo waved his spear, "That's it?! Next one!?"

A man in black who was hiding in the darkness jumped out and stood in front of Yang Guo holding a nine-ring knife.

The battle is about to break out.

Yang Guo was indeed a natural martial arts prodigy. He fought four times in a row, all facing the realm of Yuan Hua. Within twenty moves, he was almost never at a disadvantage.

This made the people hiding in the dark think carefully.

There was a Yuanhua Realm who was good at Qinggong and wanted to sneak in from the backyard while Yang Guo was taking advantage of him.

Just when he was almost behind and thought he had a plan, a white light suddenly lit up in the originally dark night sky.

The light of the sword is like me, the line between heaven and earth.

With one move, Pegasus flies down a waterfall, and the infiltrator leaves an arm behind and flees away.

"Anyone who tries to sneak in is just like this thief!"

It was Yang Qingyuan who took action again to shock everyone.

Those who originally had other ideas put away their small thoughts. No one present dared to take the sword forcefully.

Yang Guo fought seven fierce battles, but no one could win, and the fight continued until Dongfang Jibai.

In the dark, everyone saw Yang Qingyuan standing on the roof with his eyes closed and pressing his sword. Knowing that there was no chance, they all retreated.

After dawn, the group set off again and arrived at Wudang before noon.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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"Hello, little uncle!"

"I've met my great uncle!"

Yang Qingyuan walked all the way down the mountain from Wudang Mountain and Zixiao Palace. Everyone of the second and third generation disciples of Wudang saluted.

This was the third day that Yang Qingyuan returned to Wudang. He originally thought that his senior brother was preparing for his birthday, but he didn't expect that when he returned to Wudang, he was told by Song Yuanqiao that he was still in retreat.

In desperation, Yang Qingyuan could only take three little ones with him, worship Emperor Zhenwu, and then live in Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng is a seeker of Taoism. He originally had no intention of celebrating his birthday in such a big way, but when he is in the arena, he must abide by the basic rules of the arena. Zhang Sanfeng is not only himself, but also the Taoist Zhenwu Taoist, the leader of the Wudang Sect, and the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

division.

This birthday is not only held for Zhang Sanfeng himself, it is also a good opportunity for Wudang and even the entire Taoist sect to continue to establish its prestige.

However, Zhang Cuishan's return did not surprise anyone.

There is no way to change it at this moment, we can only continue to do it.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Song Yuanqiao, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu were welcoming guests from various sects.

Song Yuanqiao was chatting with the people from the Cao Gang who came to congratulate him.

"My gang leader is busy with mundane affairs and cannot come to Wudang in person to celebrate Master Zhang's birthday. Before leaving, he specifically told me that I must hand over all these gifts to Hero Song! I also apologize to Hero Song!"

The new leader of the Cao Gang, Situ Xianyi, was Yang Qingyuan's best friend. Zhang Sanfeng was celebrating his birthday, so naturally he was not willing to be left behind, so he sent his deputy gang leader with a lot of gifts to celebrate his birthday.

"You're welcome, Master Situ. Deputy Gang Leader Liu can come to Wudang to celebrate my master's birthday. Everyone in Wudang is very grateful! Please follow the welcoming disciples to the monastery to rest!"

"Master Song will stay here while the disciples in the gang and I will go on our own."

Deputy Gang Leader Liu of the Cao Gang was too polite, cautious, and humble in attitude. It was not obvious that he was here to celebrate his birthday, but more like he was here to pay homage to the mountain.

There were twenty-eight cartloads of gifts, large and small.

Song Yuanqiao was just about to take a breath when a message from the disciples welcoming guests outside the mountain gate made him nervous.

"Shaolin Kongwen, Emptiness, and Kongzhi divine monks have arrived!"

As soon as deputy leader Liu of the Cao Gang left, the people from the Shaolin Sect came.

After hearing the announcement from the disciples welcoming the guests below, Song Yuanqiao and the others' expressions darkened. Shaolin and Wudang are the two famous martial arts sects in the world, one from the south, one from the north, and one from the Buddha. The two sides cannot be said to be on the same page, but they are definitely incompatible.

Compatible.

Although Wudang is a newly rising sect, Zhang Sanfeng is the number one in the world in martial arts and has dominated the martial arts for nearly fifty years. When people around the world mention Wudang, the two Shaolin sects are always referred to as "Wudang Shaolin". Wudang comes first.

, Shaolin is behind.

This caused dissatisfaction among many people in Shaolin.

Although the people in Shaolin are all monks, they are not Bodhisattva Buddhas who have no desires and desires. Even Buddhas have selfish desires, let alone humans?


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