Great Antiquity: Complementing the Fifty Avenues

"Sect Master? Just because he is a person who can only repay kindness and revenge, is he worthy of being the head of a faction?"

Zhang Wuji sneered and threw Xian Yutong on the ground.

Xian Yutong didn't know how much Zhang Wuji had put down on him, so he couldn't move.

Zhang Wuji opened his fan with a "swoosh" and waved it a few times at Xian Yutong on the ground.

"Does the decent head of your famous sect usually use such filthy and shameless methods?"

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, he removed the restraint on Xian Yutong. He had just been hit by the golden silkworm poison hidden in the fan, and he started screaming.

The sound is terrifying and shocking.

Xian Yutong shouted: "Quick...kill me...kill me..."

Then, he stretched out his hand and slapped him randomly, rolling all over the floor.

I even wanted to kill myself by choking my own throat, but my hands were weak, and you couldn't even do it yourself.

The other sects were stunned. They never thought that such a vicious hidden weapon would be used at the main entrance of the dignified Huashan Mountain.

"What did you do to your heart's content, say it and give you a good time!"

Zhang Wuji said coldly.

"Save me...Save me...Bai Yuan, Senior Brother Bai, I killed him with this golden silkworm poison."

Xian Yutong screamed loudly.

The Huashan disciples, who were originally extremely angry, suddenly quieted down.

"Senior Brother Bai Yuan was killed by the head, didn't he die at the hands of the Ming Cult?"

Zhang Wuji sneered and cast a spell at will.

Xianyutong's screams stopped immediately.

After a loud noise, Xian Yutong's body suddenly burst open and turned into a pile of meat.

Because of Hu Qingniu, Zhang Wuji hated Xian Yutong deeply, so Xian Yutong died tragically.

By this time, the six major factions besieged the Bright Summit, and it has become a bubble.

The five elders of Kongtong were destroyed by the regiment, and the Huashan faction let Mingjiao take the blame for so long.

How can this be beaten?

After all, not everyone is shameless.

When the Five Heroes of Wudang saw that Zhang Wuji was still alive, they were very happy.

But seeing the means by which he kills, everyone is shocked.

Zhang Wuji saw that the Wudang faction had already decided to retreat, so he stepped forward and said:

"My uncles and uncles, my little nephew still has some things to deal with. When you're done, I'll go to Wudang Mountain to greet the grand master immediately."

The five heroes looked at each other, and finally Song Yuanqiao said, "Wuji, be careful yourself, we will wait for you on the mountain."

Afterwards, the disciples of Wudang Sect retreated from the Bright Summit.

Chapter 66

Master Kong Wen of the Shaolin faction sighed in his heart, knowing that the siege of Guangmingding by the six factions had been made a joke by the head of Huashan, Xian Yutong.

He could only helplessly lead the Shaolin disciples down the mountain.

Emei Juejie Shitai was the most unwilling. She hated evil and the Ming sect hatred as deep as the sea.

It's just that the other sects who came to Guangmingding at the same time either destroyed the group or went straight down the mountain.

Only her Emei faction was left alone.

Although Shitai Jue has a strong temperament, he is not a reckless person.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Yin Tianzheng and asked with concern.

"Wuji you...you are..."

Yin Tianzheng has not recovered from the shock.

"Grandpa, I still have some important things to do. I can rest assured that you are fine."

Zhang Wuji held Yin Tianzheng's hand, and passed by with another burst of vitality.

It is different from the vitality just now.

Just now, it was to heal Grandpa's injuries, but now this vitality can indeed extend Grandpa's life for at least fifty years.

Zhang Wuji bowed to Yin Tianzheng again, and then disappeared suddenly under the watchful eyes of the public.

"This……"

On the top of Guangming, there are only disciples of Mingjiao at this time, and everyone is determined to die.

But now they all seem to be in a dream, and I don't know why they have become like this.

When Zhang Wuji's figure appeared again from the void, he had already arrived at the top of an unknown mountain.

He has been in Wanjie City for ten years, in addition to cultivating the Dao method assiduously, he will naturally come into contact with other children of luck.

Through other children of luck, Zhang Wuji has learned about the subsequent development of the Yitian world where he is located.

But since following Master Zhen Yuanzi's cultivation, he has realized the way of heaven, and all the worldly things are no longer important to him.

He didn't pay any attention to the head of the Ming sect, Zhu Yuanzhang, or the emperor.

The only people who are concerned now are his parents.

If not after returning to this world, the place where it appears is the secret way of Mingjiao.

He will not necessarily intervene in the six factions' siege of Bright Summit.

Zhang Wuji stood on the top of the mountain and took a deep breath.

Then, he took out the Soul Orb given by the master.

I silently think about my parents.

After a while, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, obscuring the sun.

The breeze rolled, forming clumps of air currents.

Two light spots slowly condensed in the air.

"Is this the soul of my parents?"

Zhang Wuji curiously looked at the light group in front of him, feeling the tenderness and kindness emanating from the light group.

He collected the souls of his parents with the soul restraint beads, and put them in the front of his chest.

"All right."

Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Should I go back directly to Wanjie City, or will I go back after seeing the Grand Master?"

Zhang Wuji thought about it for a while, and decided to visit the Grand Master.

When Zhang Wuji was injured, Zhang Sanfeng personally gave him luck at the age of [-] in order to heal him.

Even in the end, he personally took Zhang Wuji to Shaolin Temple for help.

You know, Zhang Sanfeng was already the first person in the martial arts at that time.

Going to the Shaolin Temple to ask for help in person was a very humiliating thing for Zhang Sanfeng.

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't have any scruples for his own face at all, as long as he could cure his disciples and grandchildren, he would do anything.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji has always been grateful to the Grand Master.

Zhang Wuji made up his mind and did not delay any longer.

He flew directly into the sky, pinpointed the direction of Wudang, and flew away.

After a while, Zhang Wuji reduced his flying speed and was already near Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Wuji also said just now that Song Yuanqiao should go back and tell Zhang Sanfeng that he is still alive.

Unexpectedly, he has already rushed back to Wudang Mountain in advance.

Wudang Mountain, an unremarkable courtyard in the back mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng usually retreats here.

His current cultivation base has reached the pinnacle of the acquired realm.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng felt something in his heart and looked up at the sky.

Just then, a figure fell from the sky.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly surprised, but not shocked.

He's so old, and there's almost nothing that shocks him.

But when Zhang Sanfeng saw the appearance of the person who came, he was still surprised.

"You...you are..."

"Master is well, grandson Zhang Wuji pays a visit!"

Zhang Wuji knelt down deeply and kowtowed.

"Wuji...you are Wuji! You are still alive! Is your injury healed?"

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised and delighted, he quickly helped Zhang Wuji and looked up and down carefully.

"Master, after I left Butterfly Valley, I got some adventures, and all the injuries on my body are healed! And my cultivation base is more refined than before!"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's first sentence, he asked if his injury was healed, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but redden his eyes.

"That's good! That's good! Hahaha, good!"