I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Amid the noise, Xian Yutong remained calm on the surface and slowly moved closer to Song Qingshu.

"Young Master Song is a disciple of the Wudang Sect, so it goes without saying why he took out the token at this time. In short, we still need to work together to eradicate the evil sect first."

Xian Yutong spoke with great righteousness, but how could Song Qingshu be stopped by him? He pulled back the token in his hand slightly, looked directly at him and said, "Huashan Sect's rules state that seeing the master's token is like seeing the master in person. Why don't you bow?"

The siege of Guangmingding by the six major sects was already a rare event in the martial arts world in the past few decades, but today, first the identity of Shaolin monk Yuanzhen was revealed, and then the token of the founder of the Huashan Sect reappeared in the world and fell into the hands of a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect.

Everyone present felt somewhat accustomed to it, as if no matter what happened next, it would not be more surprising.

"Brother, when we spent the night in Xianyang City, Qingshu once said that someone was going to cause trouble for the Guan family's ancestor. I think this token was obtained at that time."

Among the five Wudang heroes, Zhang Songxi was the most astute. He came to Song Yuanqiao and whispered his guess, "I believe Qingshu is a sensible kid. We don't need to rush to stop him. It's better to wait and see what happens."

Song Yuanqiao, however, was somewhat noncommittal, with a look of confusion and puzzlement. Ever since the Wudang Sect had gone to the Western Regions, he had become increasingly unable to see through his son.

But if someone told him that Song Qingshu wanted to become the leader of Huashan Sect at this time, he would never believe it.

"Young Master Song, you are wrong. You are a disciple of Wudang Sect. How can you know the rules of our sect better than those of Huashan Sect? Are you deliberately going against Huashan Sect and trying to break the alliance between the six major sects?"

Xian Yutong was the best orator, but at this moment he had something to hide, so it was difficult for him to maintain his usual composure. His tone became increasingly louder, and finally he spoke in a harsh tone.

It just so happened that Zhang Wuji also remembered Xian Yutong's identity at this time. The scene in Butterfly Valley when Hu Qingniu burst into tears and was heartbroken when he mentioned his sister Hu Qingyang immediately emerged in his mind.

"This evil thief Xianyu was poisoned by the golden silkworm in Miaojiang. He was doomed to die. I saved him with great effort and later became sworn brothers with him."

"I never expected that he would kill my own sister!"

Therefore, before Song Qingshu opened his mouth, Zhang Wuji had already come to his rescue, saying, "Brother Song has never encountered the most poisonous golden silkworm Gu in the world in Miaojiang, nor has he killed his sister, who is his sworn brother. So what is his intention?"

When Xian Yutong heard this, his face suddenly changed color. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, he must not let the young man surnamed Zeng continue speaking.

"Since Young Master Song regards our Huashan Sect as nothing, don't blame me for taking it by force!"

In order to conceal his presence, Xian Yutong rushed forward to attack without waiting for Song Qingshu to reply.

If it was Zeng Aniu, who had defeated the three elders of Kongtong and the monk Kongxing from Shaolin Temple, he would have some concerns in his heart, but since he was just a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, there was no way he could defeat himself.

Furthermore, he wanted to establish his authority so that the other five sects would know that the affairs of the Huashan Sect would not tolerate interference from others, so he used his sect's unique skill "Eagle and Snake Life and Death Fight" right from the start, hoping to end the battle quickly.

It's just that this "Eagle and Snake Life-and-Death Fight" is a skill in which one hand turns the sharp fan handle into a snake bite and the other hand uses an eagle's claw. In fact, its origin is from the left-right fighting technique left by Zhao Zhijing.

As for the fight between the eagle and the snake, it was a move that Yang Guo, the Divine Condor Hero, learned when he encountered a life-and-death fight between the Divine Condor and the giant python. He recorded it in his lifelong learning and sent it back to Mount Hua.

That's why the "Eagle and Snake Life and Death Fight" was passed down, but Xian Yutong himself lacked skills, and he even encountered Song Qingshu. What use would his skills be no matter how sophisticated they were?

Song Qingshu stood firmly in place, holding the Huashan Patriarch Order in his left hand, and was able to dismantle it with his right hand with ease. On the other hand, Xian Yutong was able to move freely, completely ignoring his position as the leader of the sect. "The martial arts of the Huashan sect are indeed very advanced, but the only thing that we cannot match is the ungrateful skills of the leader Xian Yu."

Zhang Wuji had learned medical skills from Hu Qingniu and was considered his apprentice. Naturally, he wanted to avenge his master. Seeing that Senior Brother Song handled the situation with ease, he continued to talk about his ugly act of repaying kindness with enmity.

"Hu"

Although Xian Yutong was fighting vigorously, he was unable to cover up Zhang Wuji's voice. He was anxious and wanted to open his mouth to refute, but suddenly a huge force like a mountain pressing down on him came, forcing him to swallow the last three words "gossip".

"What kind of person is this Song Qingshu? His martial arts skills are not inferior to those of the Five Heroes of Wudang."

Xian Yutong became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He could no longer care about anything else and could only concentrate on fighting the enemy. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break Song Qingshu's right hand.

"When did Qingshu's martial arts improve so much?"

Everyone in the Wudang Sect, from Song Yuanqiao on down, was surprised. Although Xian Yutong's martial arts skills were mediocre, that was only compared to the elders of the various sects. Song Qingshu actually suppressed him with just one hand. Even the Five Heroes of Wudang might not be able to do so.

However, they didn't know that Song Qingshu only put in 30% of his strength in order to make Xian Yutong confess his guilt in public, so he failed to defeat him.

In comparison, the other sects were not too strange, because Zhang Sanfeng was already 110 years old, and there was no one in the entire martial arts world who was worthy of being his rival, so it was reasonable for him to secretly train a next leader with amazing martial arts skills.

"Young Master"

Xiao Zhao knew that Xian Yutong was full of tricks. Even though the situation was one-sided, she still couldn't help but secretly worry about Song Qingshu.

"When we walk in the martial arts world, we value gratitude the most. Hu Qingniu, the medical fairy of Diegu, is a member of the Ming Cult. You received his life-saving grace but did not think of repaying him. Instead, you turned around and killed his own sister. Today, you led the Huashan Sect disciples to become the enemy of the Ming Cult!"

Zhang Wuji wanted to avenge Hu Qingniu, and he cursed him thoroughly, "He is worse than an animal, a shameless and despicable villain!"

Xian Yutong had a lot of grievances under Song Qingshu. He wanted to loudly refute several times but was suppressed. When the people present saw that he was speechless, they naturally thought that he had tacitly agreed to these ugly things.

Everyone in the Huashan Sect was ashamed, thinking that if it weren't for the Shaolin Sect's Master Yuanzhen standing in front of them, they would never be able to hold their heads up again.

When Song Qingshu saw that Zhang Wuji had finished telling everything, he forced Xian Yutong back with a palm. After all, he had to take him back to the Jade Maiden Peak of Huashan Mountain to be executed, so he spared his life for the time being.

"You little thief, what nonsense!"

Xian Yutong finally got a chance and shouted loudly, thinking that if he couldn't snatch back the ancestral token to command his disciples, he would never be able to be the leader of the Huashan Sect in the future.

He immediately made up his mind, turned the folding fan in his hand over and waved it in front of Song Qingshu, then immediately dodged.

"I have been showing mercy just now because of the friendship between our two sects, but since you don't know what's good for you, I will teach you a lesson about the power of my Huashan Sect's martial arts!" (End of this chapter)