"Master Zhang, Wudang's Sutra Collection Pavilion is open to you from today on. You can enter at any time!"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't even wait for Yu Lianzhou to recover from his injury and made a promise directly.

"Okay, feel free!"

Zhang Yuzhu also nodded, "At that time, if you have trouble at your birthday party, I can help!"

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng's expression, as if he was about to refuse, Zhang Yuzhu then said,

“No charge!”

"good!"

Zhang Sanfeng immediately understood that Zhang Yuzhu had attracted the attention of Shaolin Temple at this time.

At this time, in Wudang Mountain, if the Shaolin Temple really had a conflict with Wudang, and Zhang Yuzhu took the opportunity to seriously injure them, then when Zhang Yuzhu went to the Shaolin Temple, he would have burned a lot of obstacles.

This is a mutually beneficial thing, but Zhang Yuzhu may have miscalculated.

Zhang Sanfeng felt that with his reputation in the world, even those martial arts sects would not dare to go too far.

This was also the reason why he was too late to save Zhang Cuishan. In fact, he never thought that those martial arts people would dare to force him into the palace on Wudang Mountain.

This means that Zhang Sanfeng was too careless. He didn't even think about it. He was already a hundred years old.

When others are this age, it is time to wait for death.

At this time, Jiang, how many people think that Zhang Sanfeng still has the best fighting power in the world?

However, the situation is different now, and the situation within Wudang is different.

Zhang Yuzhu is waiting for the good show!
Chapter completed!