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

"A hundred years ago, there was a Fair Cult in the Western Regions that brought disaster to the world. I think Master Zhang knows about it."

Faced with a living fossil of the martial arts world, Song Qingshu naturally would not miss the opportunity to inquire for information.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "It's been a while since I've heard of it."

"But as far as I know, they disappeared long before the Divine Condor Hero became famous throughout the world."

"but."

Zhang Sanfeng recalled the return of the Mysterious Nether Palm ten years ago, and could not help but frowned, saying, "About fifty or sixty years ago, there was a Taoist monk Baisun in the martial arts world, whose Mysterious Nether Palm was extremely vicious."

"I thought that this poison skill had been lost after the death of Baisun Taoist forty years ago, but my disciple Zhang Wuji, the son of Zhang Cuishan, was killed by the poisonous hand again ten years ago."

Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Sanfeng would never speak without a purpose, so he continued to ask: "Master Zhang, do you mean that Taoist Baisun is related to the Fairness Sect?"

"I'm not entirely sure either."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slowly, "But in terms of the vicious means, there are indeed similarities."

Taoist Baisun, Mysterious Palm.
Zhuang Juxian in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is also known as Tiechou, who later became the leader of the Beggars' Sect for a short period of time.

By chance, he obtained the Shaolin Temple's supreme mental method, Yi Jin Jing, and later transformed the thousand-year-old ice silkworm poison into cold internal force and practiced the Ice Silkworm Palm.

This palm technique can not only injure people from a distance, but also cause those who are hit to suffer from the coagulation of blood vessels throughout the body, which is extremely tragic.

The Mysterious Nether Palm also uses internal force to inject cold poison into the opponent's body. Although it is not as powerful as the Ice Silkworm Palm, the two may not be unrelated.

It should be noted that the Yi Jin Jing and the thousand-year-old ice silkworm are both rare items that can only be obtained by chance. It is reasonable that the threshold for cultivation is lowered by changing them into the Xuan Ming Divine Palm.

As to whether Taoist Baisun had any connection with the Gongping Sect, it was not mentioned in the letters left by Zhang Qingzhi and others, but it was remembered that the two Xuanming Elders were from the Western Regions.

"Master, don't worry. This time when the six major sects besieged Guangmingding, they finally found Junior Brother Wuji. He has now mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art. Not only has he cured the cold poison, he has also become one of the best masters in the world."

Song Qingshu put aside his speculation for the time being and told Zhang Wuji the news. Zhang Sanfeng was overjoyed when he heard it and said with emotion: "Good, good, Cuishan has a successor, so he should be able to rest in peace!"

At this time, Song Qingshu's plan to leave Wudang Sect and take charge of Huashan Sect had already been approved by Zhang Sanfeng, which was considered a major accomplishment. He then spoke to the Grand Master only as a junior.

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation. Before they knew it, the sun had risen and a bell rang on Mount Wudang, indicating that it was time for morning classes.

"Grand Master, Junior Brother Wuji should be returning to Wudang in the next few days. The Mongolian court will not let this go. Please allow me to contribute my humble efforts to the Wudang Sect before I leave the mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and stroked his beard, saying, "Yes."

"Thank you, Master. I will take my leave now."

In the following days, everything on Mount Wudang was normal, except that more and more gangsters gathered at the foot of the mountain, but they surrounded the mountain without attacking.

Mo Shenggu intended to lead his men down the mountain to clear out the rebellion, but was stopped by Song Yuanqiao. "We should be on guard and not give anyone a chance to criticize us. Besides, who knows if there are any vicious traps prepared down the mountain, so we must not act rashly."

Although there are only five of the Seven Heroes of Wudang left, each of them is a top-notch fighter in the world. If they use the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation passed down by their mentor Zhang Sanfeng, they can rival any master in the world. Therefore, facing the aggressive enemies, they are not panicked at all and remain calm.

Song Qingshu was also much freer. He only waited for Zhao Min to lead the people to attack the mountain before going to Huashan to take charge of the overall situation. He took Xiao Zhao to tour around the mountain during the day, and rested at night to recuperate. In fact, after Song Yuanqiao knew that his master had agreed to let Song Qingshu leave the mountain, he was very entangled in his heart for a while. Why did the heir of Wudang Sect have to go to Huashan?
But he respected his master like a god. Besides, he was only in his early fifties and his fellow apprentices were even younger, so he did not have to worry about not having someone to take over.

On this day, there were finally unusual movements at the foot of the mountain. Song Yuanqiao ordered his men to light up all the candles in the palaces on the mountain, waiting for the enemy to attack.

However, until late at night, no one showed up. Instead, news came from the mountain gate that a senior monk of the Shaolin Sect, named Kong, wanted to see him.

"coming."

At this time, Song Qingshu was in the Zixiao Palace. Since Kong Xiang, who was going to launch a surprise attack on Zhang Sanfeng, had arrived, it meant that Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were about to appear.

Not long after, the disciples guarding the mountain were ordered to lead Monk Kongxiang into the Sanqing Hall of Zixiao Palace. All the Wudang sect members, from Song Yuanqiao onwards, came together to welcome the guest, except Zhang Sanfeng.

"The Shaolin monk Kong Xiang has important matters concerning the survival and honor of the Central Plains martial arts world, and he requests to see Master Zhang!"

Song Qingshu did not say what was going to happen next, so Song Yuanqiao and the others were secretly shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly said, "Master, you came at an inopportune time. My master has been in seclusion for more than a year and is not in a position to see guests."

Kong Xiang said anxiously: "Then you can talk to Hero Song first!"

"Master Song, the Shaolin sect has suffered a catastrophe that has not happened in a thousand years. From the abbot, Senior Brother Kongwen, all of them either died in battle or were captured. I am the only monk who managed to escape."

Song Yuanqiao recalled the ambushes and plots he had experienced on his way back to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, and nodded, "Two fists cannot defeat four hands, not to mention that the other party has many tricks. I just didn't expect that they would dare to openly become the enemy of Shaolin Sect."

Kong Xiang shed tears and said, "Master Song, please be wise. The Demon Cult launched a sneak attack and our sect was unable to defend itself. Now a large group of people are heading straight to Wudang Mountain. I hope Master Song can ask Master Zhang to come out of seclusion so that we can survive this catastrophe!"

Ming Cult?

Song Yuanqiao and the others were even more surprised and suspicious. They exchanged glances with each other, thinking, why would the Ming Sect, who had received such great kindness from Wuji, come to attack Wudang Mountain?

"Master Kong Xiang, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Zhang Songxi said, "After Wudang and Huashan sects left Guangmingding, they were no longer harassed by the Mingjiao. Instead, the Mongolian Tartars were against us everywhere. Master, you must pay attention to this."

Upon hearing this, Kongxiang gritted his teeth and shook his head desperately. He reached out to take off the bag on his back and opened layer after layer of blood-stained oilcloth. Finally, a human head was revealed. It was the Shaolin sect's great monk Kongxing.

"what!"

When Song Yuanqiao and others were at Guangmingding, they had witnessed with their own eyes the power of Master Kong Xing's Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, but they did not expect that at this moment his head and body would be separated.

"Brother Kong Xing fell into the evil trap of the Demon Sect and died tragically at the hands of the White-browed Eagle King. How can this be fake?"

"Although the six major sects let the Demon Sect go, the Demon Sect has always been vicious. Instead, they used treacherous tricks to brutally massacre the entire Shaolin sect. How can we not avenge this great hatred?"

Monk Kongxiang became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he knelt on the ground and burst into tears, "I risked my life to come to Wudang Mountain to report the news. If Master Zhang cannot uphold justice for the Shaolin Sect, I will have no choice but to die for the temple!"

Seeing his sincere feelings, Song Yuanqiao didn't know what to do for a moment. Just when he was about to go forward and help him up, Song Qingshu beside him suddenly said, "Of course, this revenge must be avenged."

"But I'm afraid the master has found the wrong person." (End of this chapter)