Chapter 217, Zhang Sanfeng’s choice, Song Qingshu’s reckless madness

Chapter 217, Zhang Sanfeng’s choice, Song Qingshu’s reckless madness

The expressions of Song Qingshu and Yang Xue changed slightly.

If Bashang and Jing Bufan walked calmly, then their previous guesses might be right.

"There's some trouble." Song Qingshu looked at Master Zhang helplessly.

"I did make a condition, and I thought they would agree to it."

"Now it seems...there may be changes."

"Tell me about it." Zhang Sanfeng looked a little surprised.

It wasn't surprising that he gave Song Qingshu advice, but what was unexpected was the change.

This division of the martial arts battlefield was proposed by Song Qingshu, and it was impossible for Song Qingshu to be unprepared.

Song Qingshu was not a shy person.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu did not hide anything and told the Grand Master about the previous discussion.

Zhou Zhiruo married Zhang Wuji, and Zhou Zhiruo went to fight against the Yuan Dynasty.

The Central Plains fought against the Yuanshi in the imperial city, the final battlefield of the martial arts was set in the Western Region, etc...

He needed to discuss these matters with the Grand Master.

Especially the battle between the Imperial City and the Yuan Dynasty, this matter will trouble the Grand Master.

"You fight against the Imperial City of the Yuan Dynasty!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu with sharp eyes.

He didn't care about anything else.

He knew that the key point was to fight Song Qingshu and others against the Yuan Dynasty.

"Yes, I want to have a fight." Song Qingshu didn't shy away from the look in his master's eyes.

He would fight this battle no matter what.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply in his heart when he saw Song Qingshu's determined look.

He guessed something must have happened.

Otherwise, Song Qingshu would not be so eager to take action against Yuanshi.

"Tell me about Spirit Snake Island."

"According to the news in the martial arts world, Zhang Wuji has reached the level of one energy and twenty points with the blessing of the Persian Mingjiao."

"It's certainly not easy."

Song Qingshu directly told everything.

It started when he and Yang Xue left the ancient tomb.

The Persian Mingjiao came to discuss with them, Zhao Min, Yuanshi, Yitian Sword, Dragon Slaying Sword, etc...

Among them, the key points are the blessing exercises of the Persian Ming Cult [Twelve Bridges of the Moon] and the [Long Snake Sutra] of the Yuan Dynasty.

After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he stopped speaking.

At this moment, Song Qingshu and Yang Xue both looked at Zhang Sanfeng's face.

When Zhang Sanfeng listened to Song Qingshu's narration, his eyes occasionally fluctuated.

"Are you afraid that the older generation in the Yuan Dynasty will fight tooth and nail?" Zhang Sanfeng had already seen Song Qingshu's purpose at this time.

"Zhang Wuji went to Persia for [Twelve Bridges Moon]"

"You want to use the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation to suppress the trust of the older generation in the Yuan Dynasty."

The voice was not loud, but it was extremely certain, leaving no room for Song Qingshu to deny it.

"Yes." Song Qingshu responded directly.

Yang Xue followed and said, "Zhenren Zhang, the Central Plains needs you."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, with relief and ease in his eyes: "Tell me about the unexpected incident."

"According to what you said, Yuan Shi has no reason to refuse."

"You are in control."

"Yuanshi has great confidence in Jing Bufan and the others. Even if your strength improves a lot, Yuanshi will not feel that Jing Bufan and others are invincible."

"At most...a tie."

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue looked at each other with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

"Master Tai, I think they want me to take action." Song Qingshu sighed.

"I have threatened Yuanshi and analyzed the situation with Yuanshi."

"But the result is... Yuanshi seems to think that it is best for me to control the Central Plains in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's calm eyes darkened and his brows furrowed slightly.

"They are afraid that those in power will kill Yuanshi Wulin in the future."

"Not if you're in power."

"For the Yuan Dynasty, whether you die early or die late is death. Instead of betting on what other people in power will do, they believe in you more!"

Song Qingshu responded: "It should be."

"Master Tai, I don't want to."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's calm face and relaxed his frown.

He knew Song Qingshu very well.

Song Qingshu is so calm now, there must be a way to solve it.

"Tell me what you think."

"You are not the kind of person who gives up easily. If Yuanshi does not agree to a battle in the imperial city, what are you going to do?"

"You don't have the leisure to take over the Central Plains."

Song Qingshu laughed: "I am indeed prepared."

"It is impossible to take over the Central Plains."

"Moreover, the martial arts world must be divided. I cannot let more people from the Central Plains martial arts world die for my own purposes."

"I am ready to take action against Mongolia."

"I want to force Yuanshi."

"Nothing goes wrong. As long as there is a problem in Mongolia, the Yuan Dynasty will agree. After all, the Yuan Dynasty dignitaries want to see us fight Jing Bufan and others."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Qingshu's confident smile with a smile on his face.

"OK."

"You make your own arrangements."

"After Yuan Shi agrees, just tell me the time and I will accompany you to the imperial city."

Song Qingshu looked at the calm gaze of his master, and his heart was shocked.

The Grand Master is still like this.

Always unconditional support.

"Grand Master, have you guessed Yuan Shi's preparations?" Song Qingshu asked the doubts in his heart.

He felt that it was impossible for the older generation not to guess the situation of the older generation in the Yuan room.

Even if you can't guess, you will still doubt it.

According to his and Yang Xue's previous analysis, the older generation of the Yuan Dynasty should have made very slow progress in strength over the years.

"Yuanshi is ready?" Zhang Sanfeng showed a meaningful smile.

"Slow progress in strength?"

"Or are their strengths declining as they age?"

"Or...are they hiding?"

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue were slightly startled, Grand Master's words contained too much.

"Okay, you can make your own arrangements." Zhang Sanfeng gave Song Qingshu and Yang Xue a reassuring look without explaining anything.

"We are just old, not stupid."

"I know exactly what tricks Yuanshi is playing."

"Don't worry about us."

After finishing his words, Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up and walked directly outside.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue looked at Zhang Sanfeng's back, and their eyes suddenly changed.

At this moment, they knew that they had overlooked a very serious problem.

The older generation is indeed old, but they are not senile.

It is not a fluke that the older generation is alive today, but they have come step by step.

How could they be unprepared for Yuanshi.

The room fell into silence.

After a long time, Yang Xue's deep voice sounded: "Qingshu...that's wrong."

"Zhenzhen Zhang and others may be prepared, but it is definitely difficult to deal with it."

"The price is definitely not light!"

She did not doubt that Zhang Zhenren and others were prepared, but Yuan Shi must not underestimate them.

Yuanshi has been hostile to Zhongyuan for so many years, and Yuanshi is very aware of Zhongyuan's strength.

After all, Zhang Zhenren is old. Although he maintains his fighting strength, no one knows how long it can last.

Age is a fatal flaw.

Maybe...Zhenzhen Zhang is the cause of all changes.

"You mean Grand Master..." Song Qingshu suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Xue.

He vaguely understood what Yang Xue meant.

At first, they felt that the one they wanted to fight most was Senior Ximen Ouyang.

Now it seems that it was wrong, all wrong.

Perhaps the person who was most determined to die was the Grand Master.

The older generation of the Central Plains, whether it is Shaolin Sandu or Ximen Ouyang, Yuanshi has always known the strength of these four people.

The only mystery is Tai Shifu.

The Grand Master also knew this very well. If the Grand Master was prepared to fight to the death, Yuan Shi could not stop him.

In other words...it depends on how much the Grand Master hides.

"Master Zhang just wants us to feel at ease." Yang Xue's extremely cautious voice sounded.

"I have a feeling that your Grand Master is ready to fight to the death to protect Shaolin Sandu, Uncle Ximen."

"There is no one left in Shaolin. Shaolin Sandu Monk cannot have any problems, and I...Uncle Ximen is equivalent to my father."

"Wudang... Master Zhang actually has nothing to worry about."

"You, Zhang Wuji, Wang He, the head of Song Dynasty, and the Six Heroes of Wudang."

"Nothing can go wrong with Wu-Tang."

"Zhenzhen Zhang wants to help us."

"Once Master Zhang stops Yuanshi and Shaolin Sandu is alive, Shaolin will always be on good terms with Wudang."

Song Qingshu's expression changed.

He felt that his and Yang Xue's analysis should be close to the truth.

If Taishifu didn't tell himself many things before, it was because he didn't know many things.

But it's different now, he knows a lot of things.

There are no secrets in the Central Plains in his eyes.

But today...he asked the Grand Master, but the Grand Master still didn't tell the reason.

This is not right.

There is only one reason why the Grand Master did not say anything, and that is because the Grand Master himself was involved.

"It must be stopped!" Song Qingshu's extremely firm voice sounded.

"Master Tai shouldn't have ended like this."

Yang Xue took a deep breath, and she also felt that nothing could happen to Master Zhang.

Zhang Zhenren has been too tired in his life.

When I was young, the Central Plains was in turmoil.

After that, the situation in the Central Plains fell into crisis, and Zhenren Zhang suppressed the Yuan Dynasty alone.

Now that the battle between Zhongyuan and Yuanshi is about to end, Zhang Zhenren should take a good look at Zhongyuan.

Look at this Central Plains that he has protected for his whole life.

Rather than die in advance.

Only in this way...Zhenzhen Zhang will have no regrets.

"Qingshu, Mongolia must win this round!" Yang Xue looked at Qingshu with firm eyes.

"The Central Plains owes Master Zhang, and the Wulin owes Master Zhang."

"In the past, we didn't have the ability to pay back or help Mr. Zhang, but now we have it."

"So...we have to do it!"

Song Qingshu nodded heavily.

At this moment, his and Yang Xue's eyes were full of determination.

The two walked out of the room together.

In the courtyard, Zhang Sanfeng sat down calmly.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue bowed slightly to Zhang Sanfeng: "Master, let's go and get busy."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the two men and nodded slightly before watching them leave.

There was relief and emotion in his eyes.

"Did you guess it?"

"Qingshu...has grown up."

"Wuji has grown up too."

"Yang Xue has grown up too."

A breeze blows, and the yellow leaves fall from the trees.

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his wrinkled right hand to catch the withered yellow leaves, his eyes full of nostalgia: "But I am old."

"Just like these withered yellow leaves."

"I should have been buried long ago."

"I'm very relieved that the Central Plains will be given to you in the future."

…

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

After Jing Bufan and Bashang left Wudang, they headed directly towards the ferry not far away.

Bashang saw that Jing Bufan's expression was always wrong, so he smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't think you were too thoughtful before."

"Now that we've reached an agreement with Song Qingshu, what else is there?"

Hearing this, Jing Bufan was very hesitant.

He did reach an agreement with Song Qingshu, but he wanted to change it.

Before, he just gave Senior Bashang a reassuring look without saying anything clearly.

"Senior, I want to change."

Bashang nodded slightly but did not speak.

The meaning is obvious, wait for Jing Bufan's next words.

Jing Bufan thought for a moment and then expressed his thoughts.

He personally felt that the Central Plains was the best place for Song Qingshu.

As for what Song Qingshu said about fighting them, he was worried about it, but he was also confident.

His refusal was more for the sake of the Central Plains in the future.

If Senior Bashang didn't agree, and the Yuan Dynasty dignitaries didn't agree, he would have no choice but to fight Song Qingshu and others in the imperial city.

"There's nothing wrong with your idea." After hearing Jing Bufan's conjecture and analysis, Bashang did not deny it.

Once the Yuanshi is destroyed, the Yuanshi Wulin will definitely be hit.

It would indeed be a good thing if Song Qingshu, who was born in the martial arts world, could take over the Central Plains.

But if Song Qingshu is really allowed to take over the Central Plains now and command everything, no one knows how many people will die in the end.

Song Qingshu's cruelty is no joke.

Song Qingshu treats the people of the Central Plains like this. If the target is replaced by the Yuan Dynasty, Song Qingshu will only be more ruthless.

And...this time it was the Yuan Dynasty that forced Song Qingshu to make a choice.

"We'll talk about it when we get back." Bashang said after pondering.

"This is a big matter and I need to discuss it."

"Since your agreement with Song Qingshu is for one and a half months, there is still time."

Jing Bufan nodded and said nothing more.

He can only give advice and analysis.

As for the outcome, he had no control over it.

What Song Qingshu said before is right.

The Central Plains is controlled by martial arts.

The Yuan Dynasty controls the martial arts world. He is just a martial arts successor and cannot represent the entire Yuan Dynasty.

…

A few days later……

News came out from the Emei Sect that Zhou Zhiruo officially took over the Emei Sect.

The time is set for ten days.

Many people and forces have received invitations from the Emei Sect.

The martial arts world was shocked for a while, and many people did not understand what the Emei Sect meant.

Everyone knows that Zhou Zhiruo inherited the Emei Sect.

What does it mean to have the Emei sect in power now?

The current Emei Sect has fallen into decline without Master Miejie.

Zhou Zhiruo's strength is good for the younger generation, but not enough for the older generation.

According to the thinking of many people, Zhou Zhiruo took over as soon as he took over, which was obviously too ostentatious.

Now the Emei faction will definitely be in trouble.

The martial arts world is never peaceful.

The previous battles at Baiwang Peak in Wudang and the Battle at Shenxiakou.

In these two battles, the big and small forces in the martial arts were harmonious and no one made any small moves. That was because the person who dominated the battlefield was Song Qingshu.

No one dared to move.

If you change it to the Emei Sect, that's not necessarily the case.

After the Battle of Shenxiakou, many forces had conflicts with the Emei Sect.

The Emei Sect is really not strong now.

When Master Miejie led the Emei Sect, the Emei Sect was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Except for Wudang Shaolin, I don’t pay attention to others at all.

Now that it is in decline, there must be a lot of people looking for trouble.

…

In the endless sea.

Zhang Wuji, Qi Mu and other twelve people were heading to the Persian Ming Cult with generous gifts.

These days, Zhang Wuji has been concentrating on practicing.

He knows that strength is the foundation.

Qi Mu and others are very busy. They have arranged a lot of things in Mongolia.

on deck.

Qi Mu was walking leisurely in the sea breeze, and several giant black eagles were soaring in the sky.

Not far away... Liu Bai ran over excitedly.

"Lao Qi, you guessed it right."

"Look, the young master has really made some moves, big moves."

Liu Bai handed the letter in his hand to Qi Mu, with a smile on his face.

Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, then he became overjoyed and wrote the letter directly.

He originally thought that the Black Eagle coming over was a message from the Ming Cult, but he didn't expect that it was the Young Master.

After checking it, Saiki laughed.

"Haha, let me tell you, something must be wrong."

"Old Bai, see if the belongings I saved in Mongolia are useful."

"You can't kill them, haha."

They have prepared a lot of things in Mongolia these past few months.

Not to mention anything else, at least the strength of the Sky Eagle Sect's gang has definitely increased.

As for military supplies, they are absolutely wealthy.

"Speed ​​up, speed up, go quickly, come back quickly." Qi Mu stood up and looked at the endless sea, waved his big hand, and the huge sound echoed in the sea.

Even though the waves on the sea were very strong, they couldn't stand up to Qi Mu's voice.

Qi Mu's current strength is absolutely top-notch, and these shouts were made with real internal strength.

The moment the voice fell, everyone on the merchant ship knew it.

Although everyone doesn't know what's going on, it's certain that something is going on.

"Brothers, do it."

"Do it!!"

"..."

Waves of loud shouts rang out from the merchant ship.

In the cabin, after Zhang Wuji heard the sound, he ended his practice and walked out.

He knew Qi Mu's character well, so there must be something wrong with such an order now.

As for Qi Mu and the other twelve people, they all felt thoughtful after hearing Qi Mu's voice.

They knew Saiki might have guessed right.

The young master must have something to arrange.

And it's not a trivial matter, everything they prepared in Mongolia can be used.

These people have always wanted to share the pressure with Young Master, and now they finally have the opportunity.

Before... when Yuanshi came to discuss with them, they had a decision in mind.

No matter how strong the people in Yuanshi who practice [Long Snake Sutra] are, they must fight.

Regardless of victory or defeat, after fighting, it doesn't matter even if a few of them die, or it doesn't matter if only one of them is left.

They must go back to the Central Plains to help.

Young Master and the others can't help, Wudang must protect him.

On the deck of a merchant ship.

A crowd quickly gathered together.

After Liu Bai saw Zhang Wuji, he took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Wuji: "Young Master, this is for you."

Zhang Wuji nodded and opened it directly.

Seeing that Zhang Cang and others were extremely excited, Qi Mu smiled and handed over the letter.

"I guessed it right, the young master has plans."

"You guys watch first."

Zhang Cang and others checked directly.

The letter mentioned Zhou Zhiruo's takeover of the Emei Sect, its great achievements, its strength, etc.

Then there are the candidates for the battle between Zhongyuan and Yuanshi.

and arrangements for them in Mongolia.

Finally, the important reason was explained. The four girls Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and Zhang Wuji were going to have a fight with the Yuan Dynasty in the imperial city.

Mongolia must make a fuss.

In this game, regardless of casualties, only the result is achieved.

After everyone read the letter, they took a deep breath.

The twelve people looked at each other, and they all knew that the young master was really cruel this time.

These people have been following the young master since he was a teenager.

Over the years, Young Master has never said that no matter the casualties, only the result will be achieved.

This is crazy!

They had only one feeling at this time. Something big had happened this time, and the people involved were definitely very important to the young master.

Very important.

Otherwise... the young master would not have made such an explanation.

"One and a half months." Qi Mu looked at everyone with deep eyes.

"The fastest it would take us to get to and from Persia is more than twenty days. During this time, we have to travel at full speed, leaving us not much time."

"There must be no problems in Mongolia's game."

Everyone nodded firmly, and then looked at Zhang Wuji.

If they wanted to drive home quickly, they had to discuss it with Zhang Wuji.

In other words, Zhang Wuji stayed with Persia and they went back.

Time passes bit by bit.

Zhang Wuji looked at the letter in his hand without saying a word for a long time. This letter had a great impact on him.

This explains a lot of things.

The older generation of martial arts in the Central Plains, Grand Master Zhang Zhenren, Ximen Ouyang over there at the ancient tomb, Shaolin Sandu.

The situation of top players, Nangong Ping, Du You, Shangguan Yinghao and others.

There are also the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi that are now intact.

Discussing swords in Huashan, etc...

Finally, Song Qingshu told him the current situation facing the Central Plains.

The division of martial arts, the pressure faced by the older generation, the strength of Jing Bufan, Yuan Qing, and Yuan Zhe's formation.

One of them directly touched Zhang Wuji's mind.

Grand Master Zhang Zhenren is preparing to die practicing swordsmanship in Huashan Mountain to save Shaolin and Ximen Ouyang.

Song Qingshu hoped that he would study the [Twelve Bridges of the Moon] experience in the Persian Mingjiao and improve his strength.

Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and the four girls Youlan Zhuya were in trouble when facing the three-person formation formed by Jing Bufan and others.

So, he has to be involved.

They want to use absolute victory to dispel the idea of ​​​​the older generation in Yuanshi and the older generation in Zhongyuan fighting for their lives.

Nothing can happen to the Grand Master.

Absolutely not!

At the same time, Song Qingshu wanted to reassure Zhang Wuji.

There may be trouble when Zhou Zhiruo inherits the Emei Sect, but Wudang has already passed it ahead of schedule.

Grandmaster Song Yuanqiao went there in person, and Yin Li and Wang He both went there.

Nothing will happen to Zhou Zhiruo.

He only has one mission now, to improve his strength and do everything possible to improve his strength.

"Old Qi, show me the other letter." Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He knew how important this time was.

Brother Qingshu can tell him so much at once, there must be nothing he can do.

He became an integral part.

"Here." Qi Mu handed the letter directly to Zhang Wuji without hesitation.

In some ways, they knew a little more than Zhang Wuji.

If the young master is making such a big move now, he will definitely say something to Zhang Wuji.

Looking at Zhang Wuji's expression now, he should know that Zhang Wuji knew a lot of things and was under a lot of pressure.

Zhang Wuji took the letter and looked at it.

He did not expect that Song Qingshu asked Qi Mu and others to arrange so many things in Mongolia.

Moreover, my grandfather, White-browed Eagle King, and my uncle, King Yin Ye, are already in Mongolia.

"Brother... I am indeed too ignorant." Zhang Wuji firmly held the letter in his hand, his eyes filled with self-blame and regret.

He knew that Brother Qingshu had been very busy, faced a lot of pressure, and had very important things to deal with.

But he never expected...that the entire Central Plains would be on Brother Qingshu.

Central Plains martial arts, top masters, the older generation...the world trend.

Everything is controlled by Brother Qingshu.

As for myself... apart from causing trouble, it seems like I haven't done anything to help.

He figured out a lot of things at this moment.

Brother Qingshu must have been arranging the three Persian envoys from the Persian Ming Cult before, just so that he could obtain the Holy Fire Order martial arts.

Brother Qingshu has been arranging for himself to improve his strength.

As for myself... I have never done anything serious, I have always been busy with my own things.

Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min, Xie Xun...

If he hadn't insisted on picking up Xie Xun now, maybe the situation wouldn't be so passive.

"Can you tell me about Brother Qingshu?" Zhang Wuji sat directly on the deck with some dejection.

At the same time, he handed Song Qingshu's letter to him to Qi Mu and others.

Qi Mu and others looked at each other, they were a little embarrassed.

If it was about other matters, Zhang Wuji would ask them, and they would all answer.

But it's about Young Master Song Qingshu... they really can't tell.

There's so much involved.

"Read the letter first." Zhang Wuji knew that Lao Qi and others were in trouble and spoke again.

Qi Mu nodded, took the letter and looked at it.

For a moment, his pupils narrowed.

He didn't expect the young master to tell Zhang Wuji so much.

This is completely tantamount to a showdown.

At the end, Qi Mu was completely stunned.

"No wonder, no wonder."

"No wonder the young master is so determined."

Liu Bai and others saw Qi Mu stunned and ran over to check the letter.

After a while, everyone, like Qi Mu, fell silent.

The older generation, Zhang Zhenren, Ximen Ouyang, Shaolin Sandu...

There's too much involved this time.

Especially Master Zhang. They may not be familiar with the others, but they all know Master Zhang.

Zhenren Zhang has paid too much for the Central Plains.

Zhang Zhenren must not die.

"Young Master, Mingjiao must cooperate with Young Master." Qi Mu looked at Zhang Wuji with a deep look.

Although he knew that the young master could mobilize the Mingjiao, it was not appropriate to go beyond Zhang Wuji.

The current martial arts world cannot be in chaos.

"I know." Zhang Wuji's deep voice sounded.

"I will spread the Ming religion."

"On the Mongolian side, you can do whatever you want, and I will ask the entire Mingjiao to cooperate with you."

"Okay!" Qi Mu nodded.

Others quickly went to get pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Whether it is Qi Mu and the other twelve people, or Zhang Wuji, they all need to send messages to arrange something.

The sooner these things happen, the better.

One and a half months, time is too tight.

Although Qi Mu prepared a lot of things in Mongolia, the more preparations he had this time, the better.

Nothing can go wrong this time.

Qi Mu and the other twelve people's eyes were all indifferent. Whoever dared to stop them this time would all die!

J!

There was no mercy to be had this time.

Shortly after……

Letters of all kinds left directly on merchant ships.

After everything was done, Zhang Wuji, Qi Mu and the other twelve people gathered together and leaned on the deck.

"Tell me about my brother." Zhang Wuji took a sip of wine and sounded hoarse.

He knew that Brother Qingshu must have done a lot of things.

He wants to understand, wants to know.

Not for anything else, just because he wanted to know and he felt owed.

He felt that he could be so comfortable and do whatever he wanted, and everything went so smoothly, entirely because Brother Qingshu was supporting him from behind.

Otherwise...he wouldn't have gone so smoothly!

Qi Mu and others already knew that Zhang Wuji knew a lot of things, and there was no need to hide some things.

"What do you want to know?" Seeing Zhang Wuji's behavior, Qi Mu picked up the wine jar and touched Zhang Wuji's wine jar.

"Everything." Zhang Wuji took a sip of wine alone.

"We have time, don't we?"

Qi Mu and others laughed when they saw Zhang Wuji acting like this.

They could understand Zhang Wuji's mood at this time.

Zhang Wuji must have guessed a lot of things and just wanted to confirm with them.

"Okay, let's start with us following the young master." Qi Mu chuckled and took a few sips of wine.

"The young master left Wudang in order to escape from marriage."

"You were there at that time, you know."

"..."

Qi Mu and the other twelve people talked to each other, one word to each other.

"Well, the red maple forest was really dangerous back then."

"That guy Cheng Kun is really troublesome."

"Yes...and Chen Youliang from the Beggar Clan, that guy is really insidious."

"Well... Zhu Yuanzhang of your Mingjiao was also rescued by us. Those guys are not good people either."

"There is also Butterfly Valley. When something happened in Butterfly Valley, we investigated it. You should have heard people say these things."

"Then there will be Red Plum Villa."

"We don't know much about that time. At that time, Young Master and Yu Erxia killed each other very fiercely."

"Many people in the martial arts community had opinions, but we ended up plotting against them all."

"There aren't many good people in the martial arts world anyway."

"After that, the young master broke into Shaolin. The young master suffered a big loss that time."

"Yes, that time in Shaolin was the first time I saw such a young master. At that time, we were all afraid that something would happen to him."

"It's really... it was really dangerous that time."

"...Yeah, I'm scared to think about it now."

"..."