Before Song Yuanqiao could say anything, Zhang Sanfeng said, "The old Taoist is just talking. These people are fascinated by the name of the Dragon Slaying Sword. How could I care about these things?"

“What the master said.”

Only then did Song Yuanqiao remember that with his master's character, he would not be slower because of such a thing, so he nodded immediately.

"Qingshu has explained the situation, and you brothers need to be prepared. Although I, Wudang, are not afraid of others coming to cause trouble, I must not take it lightly."

Zhang Sanfeng immediately made another tip.

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou naturally nodded again.

Then everyone had another discussion until they felt that nothing was wrong, and they dispersed.

Tomorrow's birthday party needs to be arranged separately.

Since we know that there will be many people coming to worship the mountain, we should also be prepared for this.

......

The next day, Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday party arrived.

In the early morning, Chen Yu and Wudang disciples changed into new cloth robes and helped Yu Daiyan to the main hall.

Zhang Cuishan has not recovered from his mind because of yesterday's incident, so he was affected, but he was not here.

And Yin Susu naturally did not show up.

As for the others, although they were a little worried, today is still a happy day for Wudang, so naturally they should be happy.

Just as Shen Yu and Song Yuanqiao were waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to come out, a Taoist boy suddenly came in and presented a famous post.

Song Yuan came over. Zhang Songxi was quick-eyed and saw the post, saying: "He Taichong, a descendant of Kunlun, led his disciples to wish Zhang Zhen a lifetime of life."

The few people looked at each other and knew that trouble had indeed come, but they didn't expect that the Kunlun Sect would come to this muddy water.

"The head of Kunlun is here to pay his birthday to his master himself. He is very interested."

Yin Liting said half-sarcastically.

Mo Shenggu also shook his head and asked, "Has Mrs. He come?"

He Taichong's wife Ban Shuxian is his senior sister. I heard that his martial arts are not under the head of Kunlun. Zhang Songxi said: "Mrs. He is not written on the famous post."

Song Yuanqiao said: "After all, he is the head of Kunlun. Although the visitors are not good, we can't lose our etiquette and go and invite the master to come."

Mo Shenggu nodded and went to report to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng also knew that He Taichong was not really here to celebrate his birthday. Although he was helpless, he still had to do what he should do. He immediately led six disciples and Shen Yu to welcome him.

Chen Yu stood beside Song Yuanqiao. He was a little curious about the head of the Kunlun Sect, who was afraid of his wife. He couldn't help but look up. He saw that Mr. Tieqin He Taichong was not very old, wearing a yellow shirt, with a very elegant expression and a harmonious atmosphere. He was like a generation of sect leaders of a well-known sect. Behind him were eight male and female disciples, Xi Huazi and Wei Siniang were also inside.

Tai He rushed to Zhang Sanfeng to congratulate him.

Zhang Sanfeng thanked him repeatedly and bowed. Since Song Yuanqiao and others understood that the other party had no good intentions, they naturally would not kneel down like the original work. When bowing, He Taichong was slightly stunned. He returned the favor and said, "You are welcome."

Zhang Sanfeng just welcomed Master and apprentice He Taichong into the hall, and the guest and host sat down to offer tea. A Taoist boy came in with another famous post and handed it to Song Yuanqiao, but the five elders of Kongtong came. Among the martial arts worlds in the world, Shaolin and Wudang were the most famous, Kunlun and Emei, followed by Kongtong Sect. In terms of seniority, the five elders of Kongtong were on par with Song Yuanqiao.

The more people came, the more people in Wudang sneered. If they didn’t understand the thoughts of these people in advance, they were afraid that they would really think that the other party was here to pay their birthday.

Without any effort, Zhang Sanfeng moved, Song Yuanqiao stood up and said, "The Five Elders of Kongtong are here, Mr. Tieqin and his master sit a little while, and Song goes out to welcome the guests."

When they were young, the five elders of Kongtong brought their disciples in. Then the leaders of the Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect, Giant Whale Sect, Wushan Sect, and many sect gangs came to the mountains to pay their birthdays.

Song Yuanqiao and others made preparations in advance and made arrangements. At this time, with the assistance of Wudang disciples, they were in order.

But these people did not come to celebrate their birthdays, and the people in Wudang would not be happy.

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

Although he had expected it, he could not help frowning when he saw this situation. Even with his nature, he felt a little uncomfortable.

But he naturally wouldn't show it, just looked at it calmly, making people unable to see what he thoughts in his heart.

All the people of all sects will sit down and the drama will begin.

Mo Shenggu pulled Shen Yu into the inner hall. He sighed softly: "I don't think that the guesses yesterday have all become true."

"They made an appointment with each other and came to watch the scene. I was afraid they were looking for Uncle Wu's family. Now people can see that their visitors are not good."

Shen Yu also shook his head and said.

He had a good relationship with Mo Shenggu, so he couldn't help but talk a few more.

Mo Shenggu said coldly: "It is a reputation for worshiping birthdays, but it is true to find trouble. It is really easy to plot."

Shen Yu nodded: "Yes, these people are all for the Dragon Slaying Sword. Even Kunlun and Kongtong are coming. The formation is not bad. Apart from Emei, a good relationship with me, Wudang, there is only one Shaolin and the five major sects of righteousness, which are almost the same."

Mo Shenggu sneered, "They think that the Wudang sects are too small. Even if they rely too much for victory, will the disciples of Wudang betray their friends? Then Xie Xun is a traitor. Since he is the fifth brother, he must not reveal his whereabouts from Wudang, otherwise my reputation as Wudang will be bad."

"Yes, I'm afraid this is what Shaolin wants to see the most."

Shen Yu knew the true background of Shaolin, the martial arts tycoon. They were not really compassionate monks. For the sake of Shaolin's martial arts status, they were afraid they could do anything.

"Since they dare to come, I am not afraid of Wudang. Even if the master doesn't take action, I and my senior brother and others can also let them know that Wudang's reputation is not false."

Mo Shenggu smiled coldly. He was not old at this time, so he naturally had a sharp aura.

Although Yu Daiyan was disabled, they still talked about the "Seven Heroes of Wudang". After the Seven Brothers, there was a martial arts master who was shocked by the past and present, and was the best at that time.

However, Song Yuanqiao and his brothers thought that their master was 100 years old. Although they encountered major difficulties, the brothers should still cook on their own. Although they could not let the master take action, they could not let him worry.

Therefore, although Zhang Sanfeng was ready to take action, the few of them did not want the master to work hard.

In the hall, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting accompanied the guests to talk some polite gossip.

While he was talking, the little Taoist boy came in and reported again: "Mr. Jingxuan, a disciple of Emei, led his five junior brothers and sisters to pay their birthday to the master."

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou smiled together, and their hearts were rarely relaxed, looking at Yin Liting. At this time, Zhang Songxi was accompanying eight or nine guests into the hall from outside, sinking fish, and Mo Shenggu had just turned out of the inner hall. When he heard the arrival of Emei disciples, he also smiled at Yin Liting. Yin Liting's face was flushed and his expression was gloomy.

Emei and Wudang are in good terms, but they are not worried that Emei is also malicious. I am afraid that only Emei is here today to pay their birthday.
Chapter completed!