Da Qin: Present a copy of Lingyun Cave at the beginning

Etisky World.

　　Wu-Tang Clan.

　　Over Wudang Mountain.

　　"Is this for me to give Zhang Sanfeng a flying ascension robbery?"

　　Ye Hao's figure was hidden in the void, checking the way to receive the special reward.

　　The system is exchanged for ascension, and if Zhang Sanfeng survives the ascension tribulation, the system will send Zhang Sanfeng into a higher-level world.

　　If Zhang Sanfeng fails to cross the catastrophe, he needs to be given a job.

　　Moreover, the worse he beats Zhang Sanfeng, the more opportunities Zhang Sanfeng can get.

　　"Let's start the system!"

　　Ye Hao looked at the atmosphere below and said lightly.

　　Today is really a good day, it happens to be Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday.

　　Wait a minute, he must give Zhang Sanfeng a hard time!

　　Let Zhang Sanfeng get a top opportunity!

　　Just as he gave his future migrant workers, a gift for his 100th birthday!

　　······

　　"Zhang Cuishan, since you know the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, why do you want to hide it? Are you in the same league as the Demon Sect?"

　　"Our Kongtong Sect's peerless school was snatched away by the golden lion king Xie Xun's demon, and he also killed many disciples of my Kongtong faction, Zhang Cuishan, don't you think you should give us an explanation?"

　　"Zhang Zhenren, today is a good day for your 100th birthday, and we don't want to make trouble, but your apprentice is really greedy to deliberately hide the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun for the sake of the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife. "

　　"Zhang Zhenren, I see that your apprentice is relying on your strength and thinks that you can protect him, but there are so many of us, can you fight one against a hundred, one against a thousand?"

　　·····

　　Many martial arts sects led by Shaolin Temple, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun and Huashan are all on Wudang Mountain today.

　　They planned to go up the mountain together to persecute Zhang Cuishan on the day of Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, in the name of paying homage to his birthday, coercing the Wudang faction, and asking about the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun.

　　The sword slays the dragon, commands the world, leans on the sky, and who competes.

　　At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Guo Jing and his wife created two divine weapons before the destruction of Xiangyang City, which contained great opportunities.

　　It is rumored that if you get the Dragon Slaying Knife, you will be able to become the supreme martial arts.

　　One can imagine how attractive the dragon slayer knife is.

　　Zhang Sanfeng, who was dressed in a yin and yang Taiji robe, with a white beard and a clear face, and a fairy wind and bones, sat quietly with an indifferent expression.

　　He was a hundred years old, and he had never seen any great battles.

　　Today, it's a heartbeat.

　　Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects seem to be more fierce than the other, but few dare to do it.

　　There is only one dragon slaying knife, even if you fight with the Wudang faction, there is only one person who can get the dragon slaying knife.

　　Others won't be so stupid.

　　It's a pity that Zhang Sanfeng saw the right Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects, but he ignored his apprentice, Zhang Cuishan.

　　Zhang Cuishan, who has lived on a desert island for ten years and has no contact with the outside world, has become simple-minded and even pedantic.

　　"Maybe I'm dead, and today's situation can be solved. "

　　Zhang Cuishan looked at his master, at the many brothers who were indignant, and at the greedy and restless martial arts people, and had already made a decision in his heart.

　　In such a tense situation, maybe the next moment the swords will face each other.

　　It is impossible for him to betray his brother-in-law, the golden lion king Xie Xun.

　　He didn't want his master to fight for him and many martial arts people when he was more than a hundred years old.

　　Once the fight starts, no matter whether the Wudang faction wins or loses, it will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

　　He didn't want to affect his master and his brother because he was alone.

　　"As long as I, the one who knew the whereabouts of my brother-in-law, dies, everything will be settled. "

　　After making a decision, Zhang Cuishan suddenly walked to Zhang Sanfeng and knelt down.

　　"Master, I have something to say. "

　　"There is something going on in Cuishan, just say that there is a teacher. "

　　Zhang Sanfeng's face was calm, and he was not affected by the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes at all.

　　Even Zhang Cuishan is now announcing in public that the dragon slaying knife belongs to him, and he can hold it.

　　Even if he really fights, he is not afraid at all.

　　These people think that when he is a hundred years old, he can't fight?

　　Big mistake!

　　"Don't you want an explanation? Then I'll give you an explanation. "

　　Zhang Cuishan stood up, looked at a circle of martial arts people from Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects with a sneering gaze, and said coldly.

　　"Master, brothers, farewell!"

　　Zhang Cuishan turned his head and glanced in the direction of Wudang Mountain, revealing a strong nostalgia in the depths of his eyes.

　　He knew he had to move fast, otherwise, his master would definitely stop him.

　　As long as he cuts off his meridians, everything is a foregone conclusion, and today's affairs can come to an end.

　　"Here comes the sword!"

　　Just when Zhang Cuisan was about to cut off his muscles, and the martial arts people from all sides and the disciples of the Wudang Sect were waiting for Zhang Cuishan's statement, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been calm, suddenly stood up and shouted.

　　"Whoosh~"

　　In the Wudang Palace, the true martial sword that had been enshrined flew into Zhang Sanfeng's hands, Zhang Sanfeng's whole body robe was windless, and a powerful aura emanated from him.

　　The Great Perfection of the Innate Realm!

　　This is Zhang Sanfeng's realm, and it is also the highest ceiling that the Yitian world can reach.

　　In the past few decades, no matter how Zhang Sanfeng tempered the true qi in his body and accumulated internal strength, his realm just couldn't be improved.

　　Therefore, over the years, he has been absorbing the essence of Taoist classics, constantly completing his pure yang Wuji Gong, and wants to take a path similar to cultivating immortals, trying to break through the shackles of heaven and earth.

　　Perhaps creating a new cultivation system, combining the power of the two systems, can break through to a higher realm.

　　"Ascension!"

　　However, just now, a mysterious voice sounded in his ears.

　　Soon there will be an Ascension Tribulation to test him.

　　As long as he survives the Ascension Tribulation, he can soar to a higher level of world.

　　If he fails, he will also have to work for a man named Mr. Ye.

　　If Mr. Ye instructed him to kill innocents indiscriminately and do evil, he could refuse.

　　Of course, he can also refuse the Ascension Tribulation test.

　　Zhang Sanfeng agreed without hesitation.

　　"Teng~", "Teng~", "Teng~"······

　　The martial arts people of Shaolin Temple, Emei, Huashan and other factions looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who suddenly broke out with a terrifying aura, and retreated again and again, looking panicked, and some people even trembled with their hands.

　　I'm Nyima!

　　Didn't you say it before?

　　Everyone will force it, and if the Wudang faction is too tough, they will think of other ways.

　　Moreover, didn't someone say that Zhang Sanfeng couldn't do it?

　　Since ancient times, there have been almost only a handful of martial arts people who have lived to be a hundred years old.

　　Zhang Sanfeng is even more senile, and he may not be able to lift a sword.

　　Which fool spread the rumor?

　　Go up and Zhang Sanfeng!

　　This distance of more than ten zhang directly sucked a sword over.

　　What a terrifying internal force!

　　"Whew!", "Whew!", "Whew!", ······

　　Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi and other Wudang disciples also drew their swords one after another, and their eyes became cold.

　　It looks like we're going to have a fight today!

　　For the Wudang Seven Heroes, Zhang Sanfeng is not just a master, just like their father, he has an irreplaceable position in their hearts.

　　Today is the day of their master's 100th birthday, plus a few days ago, Zhang Cuishan, who had been missing for many years, and their fifth brother also returned to Wudang, these happy things.

　　The Wudang faction should have been happy and lively, so that their master could be happy.

　　As a result, in order to slay the dragon treasure knife, the Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan sects actually persecuted the Wudang faction and threatened their fifth brother on the day of their master's birthday.

　　Let what should be a festive day become tense and intriguing.

　　If the Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan sects came back after Zhang Sanfeng's birthday and asked about the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun, they would not be so angry.

　　Even if the sects of Shaolin, Emei, and Huashan can't wait, they can also choose to do it before their birthday.

　　However, they chose today.

　　"Gollum~"

　　The martial arts people of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and many other sects retreated in unison again, and some people couldn't help but swallow their saliva, with a hint of panic in their expressions.

　　If this fights, I'm afraid that even half of the people who went up the mountain today won't be able to go back.

　　This TM is completely different from the script.

　　Zhang Sanfeng, you are a hundred years old, why are you still so murderous?

　　Don't you see that we are all going to listen to what Zhang Cuishan has to say?

　　As long as Zhang Cuishan's words can give both sides a step down, today's matter may end here.

　　However, if you draw your sword directly, you will start working!

　　We don't even think about our feelings!

　　Isn't it just talking about being decent and basically not doing it if you can?

　　"Get out of the way, I'm going to be killed!"

　　Zhang Sanfeng roared, the aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and the spirit of his whole body was condensed to the extreme.

　　Because, the moment he agreed to the conditions of the mysterious voice, he felt an opportunity lock him.

　　Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples: "???".

　　Disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects: "???".

　　Is this Zhang Sanfeng mad?

　　Tribulation?

　　Do you think you are cultivating immortals?

　　"Boom~"

　　The next moment, the sky was clear and thundering, and a purple lightning exploded, directly rendering the entire Wudang Sect purple.

　　"Hum~"

　　Then the dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun, and in the time of one breath, the entire Wudang faction was shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds for thousands of miles, and the five fingers could not be seen.

　　In the dark clouds, purple thunder continued to shuttle, like purple dragons, hideous and domineering.

　　A depressing and dull, like a heavenly might-like aura, permeated the heavens and the earth.

　　Zhang Cuishan, Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang disciples: "······".

　　Disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Huashan and other sects: "······".

　　Don't play like this!

　　Everyone is a martial arts person!

　　Isn't it braggart to shatter the void, to ascend, to feather?

　　Zhang Sanfeng, how can you take it seriously?