The martial arts of the heavens start from Wudang

In the fifth year of Emperor Longqing, spring falls in February.

Shaolin Temple, Daxiong Palace, Abbot Zhending, the head of the Discipline Academy, the head of the Arhat Hall, and the head of the Bodhidharma Academy all fell down on the futons. The little fat man Fangzheng stood beside him, his face still full of kindness.

Master Zhending held a letter in his right hand, and said, "Wudang sent a letter saying that on the first day of May, the master's inauguration ceremony was held, and Shaolin was invited to watch the ceremony."

The head of the Discipline Academy said: "I don't know which Wudang disciple is taking over?"

Zhen Ding said: "It's Wudang Foreign Affairs Director Chongxu."

Fang Zheng's fat face showed surprise.

The head of the Arhat Hall wondered: "Xinxuanzi, the current head of Wudang, is still alive, why would he suddenly want to pass the throne?"

Master Zhending shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Then he said: "Shaolin and Wudang have always had a good relationship, this time the Wudang master handing down ceremony, I will let the old monk go there in person."

Everyone present nodded yes.

Mount Hua, inside the sect hall.

A handsome, elegant young man was talking to a pretty woman.

A pretty woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance. She rolled her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of cunning, and said softly, "Senior brother, is the Wudang sect going to pass on the new head? Could it be that the current head has become an eternity?"

The young man reprimanded: "Junior Sister Ning, don't talk nonsense, Senior Xin Xuanzi is still alive."

Ning Zhong chuckled, and didn't care about his senior brother's reprimand, and said, "Then why are you going to pass the throne?"

Yue Buqun thought for a while and said, "Maybe something happened inside the Wudang Clan."

Thinking about it, Yue Buqun sighed, thinking of the two or three big cats and kittens of the Huashan School, he felt even more distressed.

……

All of a sudden, the top-ranked orthodox sects or gangs in the world all received invitations from the Wudang Sect to watch the ceremony.

The rivers and lakes suddenly became turbulent.

In the main hall of Heimuya, the Sun Moon God Sect, there were many figures.

The gray-haired Dugu Jian still kept his bookish demeanor, sitting on the throne of the leader, looking at the people below.

Tong Baixiong bowed and said: "Master, after receiving the news, it is already confirmed that the Wudang faction will hold a succession ceremony on the first day of May, and Xinxuanzi will pass on the position of head of the Wudang faction to Chongxu, one of the three Wudang masters." .Now in Jianghu, Shaolin and other well-known gangs have all received invitations."

After hearing this, Dugu Jian was noncommittal and did not speak.

An elder standing below said gloomyly after listening to it: "Wudang's succession ceremony, but he did not invite my divine sect to go. Could it be that he looked down on my divine sect."

After hearing this, everyone was expressionless, cursing this guy secretly, how could he invite us because he is a decent sect from the Wudang sect.

Dugu Jian looked at it, sighed in his heart, and thought to himself: It's really not as good as the previous generation.

Dugu Jian also had some regrets in his heart. After forming an alliance with Shaolin Wudang and the imperial court, he took over the matter of solving Huashan. In the end, Huashan was disabled, but who knew that Huashan and Wuyue were so powerful, far beyond expectations, and the gods themselves were also The loss was heavy. Although the "Sunflower Treasure" was obtained in the end, all the ten elders in the sect died on Mount Hua.

Thinking of "Sunflower Treasure", Dugu Jian couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Compared to solving Lin Yuantu, the Sun Moon God Sect suffered a big loss.

The elder who was speaking below couldn't help being a little embarrassed when he saw that no one answered him, and was about to say something.

Dongfang Bai looked at it, and said, "Elder Lin, it's not that Wudang looks down on our cult, but that Wudang is a dignified person, who always regards our cult as a devil's sect that does all kinds of evil, so he won't invite us to watch the ceremony. .”

Someone answered, but the embarrassment just now was gone. The elder glanced at Dongfang Bai gratefully, and nodded.

Let me look at it, my eyes are inexplicable.

Ren Woxing thought for a while and said, "Master, no matter what, since Wudang claims to be a famous and upright family, since the succession ceremony is held this time, my teacher naturally has to express it."

Dugu Jian asked with interest: "What do you think?"

Everyone looked at Ren Woxing.

Ren Woxing said with a sly smile: "Although I was not invited to teach in the Wudang Clan's succession ceremony, my teacher has to show something and should give a big gift."

Next to him, he asked Wentian, "What kind of gift? Could it be that brother Ren is going to Wudang to make trouble?"

Ren Woxing shook his head and said, "Everyone, do you still remember that the Wudang faction still has something on my Blackwood Cliff."

When Dugu Jian heard this, he probably understood in his heart what he wanted to do.

Qu Yang said: "Could it be the Wudang Taijiquan Sutra?"

Ren Woxing laughed loudly and said, "Brother Qu Yang, when I taught the former elders, I took from Wudang Mountain not only the manuscripts of Taijiquan scriptures, but also Wudang real martial arts swords. Thinking about the Wudang sect, I am afraid that it would be too embarrassing if it is spread to the world." , I just said that I lost the Taijiquan scriptures, hehe. It’s really hypocritical.”

"On the day of the grand ceremony, we only need to present Wudang's real martial arts sword as a gift to the Wudang faction. Then, in front of everyone in the world, hehe, let's see what face Wudang has."

Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

Dugu Jian also stroked his beard and smiled: "Haha, it's interesting, okay, I'll leave this matter to you and Dongfang Bai." I thought to myself, it's good to suffer a big loss last time, and it's good to be disgusting and disgusting Wudang, anyway, the real martial arts sword stays It's useless in the hand.

Dongfang Bai bowed and obeyed, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, how could the leader of this time be so childish, he insisted on hating Wudang, so that the other party would not be able to step down, and formed a relationship with the other party.Dongfang Bai didn't know about the cooperation of the four parties, and he didn't know that the Sun Moon God Sect suffered a great loss because of it.

Let me pay attention to this, but it is also my mind to guess my master and want to vent my anger.

……

In a blink of an eye, May [-]st arrived, and Wudang Mountain was extremely lively on this day.

Dai Daojin was in front of the mountain gate, welcoming all the sects and sects who came.

After being far away, Dai Daojin went up to meet him, cupped his hands with a smile on his face, and said, "Master Zhending, Master Fangzheng came here, it really made my Wudang flourish."

Master Zhending clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, nephew Chongxu is serious. Shaolin Wudang has always been on good terms with each other. Wudang's succession ceremony, please come to congratulate me now." Fang Zheng greeted at the side.

Dai Daojin arched his hands and said with a smile: "Masters, please go up the mountain to rest first."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the Wudang disciples next to him to take him to the mountain.

Not long after, Dai Daojin looked up at the sun and estimated the time.

Qingxu came over and said: "Senior brother, it's getting late, most of the invited sects have almost arrived, you should go up the mountain to prepare first."

Dai Daojin nodded, and said with a smile: "That's fine, I'll trouble my brother here."

Qingxu nodded, and Dai Daojin turned around and went back to the mountain.

Soon.

Qingxu saw a few people coming from the original place, and greeted them.

Yue Buqun was apologetic, cupped his hands and said, "Sorry, I'm sorry, something happened on the road and I'm late, please forgive me, Brother Wudang."

Qing Xu said with a smile on his face: "Where is it, Senior Brother Yue and Junior Sister Ning of Huashan, please."

Ning Zhong was also beside him, quiet and elegant, bowing his hands in salute.Face to face with outsiders, Ning Zhong is still very ladylike.

After the Huashan people put down the gifts, they followed the Wudang disciples up the mountain.

Walking on the mountain road, I looked at Taoist temples, Wudang disciples and disciples from foreign gangs.

Ning Zhong was surprised and said: "Senior brother, look, there are so many Wudang sect disciples, they are so impressive."

Yue Buqun said unhappily: "Go up the mountain quickly, it would be bad if you were late for the ceremony, if you hadn't insisted on wandering around Xiangyang City, you wouldn't have wasted time." Having said that, looking at the majestic Wudang Mountain and the spirit The full-bodied Wudang disciples couldn't help feeling a little envious when they thought of their miserable Huashan.

Ning Zhong stuck out his tongue and stopped talking, obviously feeling that his senior brother was not in a good mood at the moment.

……

In front of the Wudang Golden Roof Hall, all sects were seated, all looking at the ceremonial stage set up on the steps.

On the stage, Xinxuanzi and Dai Daojin stood in the middle, and the other elders and disciples were distributed on both sides.

Xin Xuanzi was lucky, and the old voice spread throughout the venue, saying: "Today is my Wudang succession hall, thank you fellows from all corners of the world for your kindness, come to watch the ceremony..."

The arena was quiet, and everyone listened carefully to Xinxuanzi's speech.

Ning Zhong poked Yue Buqun with his arm, and said in a low voice, "Brother, which one is Chongxu?"

Yue Buqun had a headache, so he glared at Ning Zhongze without saying a word.

Ning Zhong grumbled for a while, but he also stopped and stopped talking.

On the stage, a Wudang disciple yelled: "The Great Hall of Passing Thrones, start now, Wudang disciples rushed forward."

After hearing this, Dai Daojin stepped forward and knelt down in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu erected on the stage.

Xinxuanzi held the master token and said: "Chongxu, after today, you will be Wudang's fifth master."

"Firstly, we must stand upright and not rely on martial arts to deceive others. Second, we must study for ourselves and continue to work hard. Third, we must avoid impatience, behave with humility, and be tolerant to others. Fourth, we must punish evil and promote good, and carry forward the purpose of our sect."

With a serious face, Dai Daojin said loudly: "I must keep it in mind." After finishing speaking, he stood up and took the token of the sect master from Xinxuanzi's hand.

Everyone present knew that after today, Wudang, a big faction in the world, would be controlled by this person on stage.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Ning Zhong saw Dai Daojin's face, and poked his senior brother again with his arm, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, this head of the Wudang sect is so handsome." In her heart, she felt that the head of the Wudang sect The door should be a serious old Taoist with a beard.

After hearing this, Yue Buqun remained expressionless, ignoring this junior sister who had never seen the world.

Ning Zhong himself was still amazed.

Sudden.

A Wudang disciple hurried to the stage and whispered something to Qingxu who was standing next to him.

Qingxu frowned upon hearing this.

After Dai Daojin finished speaking, Qingxu stepped forward and whispered to Dai Daojin.

After hearing this, Dai Daojin narrowed his eyes, smiled, and said loudly: "But I don't want my Wudang sect to pass on the throne, but let the Sun Moon God Sect come here. Wudang disciples, why don't you invite me?"

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