"We didn't just see each other, we even got married." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.
"Ah?" Ren Woxing was shocked.
"Great Master is our wedding witness." Song QingShu hurriedly told him the whole story selectively. Of course, from his mouth, Ren Yingying was definitely not deceived, but was willing to go through the wedding ceremony with him.
Ren Woxing felt upset. Why didn't you invite me, the father, for such a big event? And with such a hasty wedding, it's obvious that the wedding was too simple.
Song Qingshu immediately guessed what he was thinking and hurriedly explained, "I hope father-in-law doesn't mind, the main thing is that something happened to my father. After rescuing my father and the others, I will definitely hold a grand wedding to marry Yingying."
Ren Woxing's anger turned into joy, but he still said, "Having Master Zhang as a witness is Yingying's good fortune, hahaha ~"
While Song Qingshu and Ren Woxing were whispering to each other, Jiu Mozhi was asking Zhang SanFeng for advice. Jiu Mozhi was a very arrogant person, he didn't put the people of the Central Plains in his eyes, but Zhang SanFeng was too famous, so he didn't dare to provoke Wu Dang without full confidence. Now that he had such a good opportunity to test Zhang SanFeng's strength, he naturally wouldn't let it go. So along the way, he asked Zhang SanFeng questions about martial arts. Zhang SanFeng was indeed worthy of being called a Great Master. When faced with some questions that were deliberately made difficult by Jiu SanFeng, he would often answer them in a few words, which made Jiu Mozhi afraid and scared.
Just like that, the four of them arrived at the foot of Mount Song. Song Qingshu originally wanted to go in and investigate, but Zhang SanFeng didn't allow it. With his status, he really couldn't do such a thing.
Song Qingshu thought it made sense, so he decided to go to the mountain openly.
The four of them went up Mount Shaoshi. Zhang SanFeng remembered that more than 90 years ago, his master Master Jueyuan carried a pair of iron buckets and escaped from Shaolin with Guo Xiang and himself. (Note: Guo Xiang in this book is not Guo Jing's daughter, it's just the same name.) Looking back at the past, it was more than a lifetime ago. He slowly went up the mountain. The five peaks looked the same as before, but Jueyuan, Guo Xiang and the others were no longer in this world.
The four of them arrived at a reed pavilion and happened to see two young monks talking and laughing. Zhang SanFeng stepped forward and said, "Please tell them that Zhang SanFeng of Wu Dang is here to see the Abbot."
When the two monks heard Zhang SanFeng's name, they were startled. They focused their gazes on him, sizing him up. They saw that his stature was abnormally tall, his hair was like silver, his face was rosy and smooth, and his smile was very amiable. The green robe he wore was unbearably dirty. The two monks couldn't help but think, "Zhang SanFeng is the Great Grandmaster of Wu Dang. Wu Dang has never been on good terms with our Shaolin. Could it be that he's here to cause trouble?"
However, looking at the extraordinary appearance of the three people accompanying him, they could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary people. Being glanced at by the three people, the two monks suddenly felt an invisible pressure and subconsciously believed eighty percent of it. "Are you really Zhang … Zhenren Zhang of Wudang Mountain?"
Zhang SanFeng laughed, "I'm the real deal. I wouldn't dare to fake it." The other monk did not believe him at all when he heard that his words did not have the dignified air of a grandmaster, but he did not dare to ask again. He could only turn to Song QingShu and the other two. "May I know your names?"
Song Qingshu and the other two introduced themselves. The two monks were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a big shot in their lives. Who would have thought that they would see four of them?
The two monks looked at each other. Although they were a little suspicious, they didn't dare to be negligent. They hurried back to the temple to report.
Hearing that Zhang SanFeng had personally arrived, accompanied by the Golden Snake King Song QingShu, the Sun Moon Cult's Hierarch Ren Woxing, and the Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi, all of whom were top-notch experts in the Jianghu, the entire Shaolin Temple was shaken. The simple and unadorned sound of the bell resounded through the temple for several miles. On one side, all the monks in the temple were summoned to the Hall of Great Strength in case of an emergency. On the other side, someone was sent to invite the Left Sect Leader of the Song Mountain Sect. Abbot Xuan Ci led the monks of the Xuan, Kong, and Fang generation to greet them.
Along the way, Xuan Ci discussed with the monks in the temple, "Zhang SanFeng is a hundred years old. His martial arts are unfathomable. Who in the world can be his opponent?" This time, he naturally had nothing to fear. Song QingShu and Ren Woxing were accompanying him. One of them had defeated all the heroes in the world during the Golden Snake Meeting, and the other was the Cult Leader of the Evil Cult, whose [Absorbing Stars Great Art] was unparalleled in the martial world. Although Jiu Mozhi was not famous, since he was able to travel with them, his martial arts should not be too bad. "So many experts came to Shaolin together. Maybe they have the intention to destroy Shaolin. Even if we are not their opponents, the thousands of monks in the temple will rush forward to protect the reputation of Shaolin Temple."
The rest of the monks nodded and answered, "We swear to live and die with Shaolin."
Not long after, the temple door opened. Seeing Zhang SanFeng and the other three, Xuan Ci couldn't help but secretly complain, "I was hoping that it was a few arrogant people who came to make fun of Shaolin. I didn't expect it to be them."
In front of the enemy, Xuan Ci quickly calmed down and led Zhu Xuan, Zhu Wen, Zhu Kong, and more than ten elders of Dharma Hall to greet them.
"Monk Xuan Ci greets you." Xuan Ci put his palms together and greeted.
Zhang SanFeng saw that Xuan Ci's eyes were reserved. It was obvious that his cultivation was extremely profound. He couldn't help but sigh. Great Master Xuan Ci and the Holy Mountain of Qing Liang Temple were known as the Dragon Vanquishing Tiger Arhat. Shaolin's thousand years of accumulation really lived up to its name.
Song Qingshu looked at the righteous old monk in front of him and couldn't help but secretly curl his lips, "You can hide from the world, but how can you hide from me? That year, you broke the precept of lust and gave birth to a child with Ye Erniang. Afterwards, you ignored Ye Erniang and her son and let Ye Erniang wreak havoc in the Wulin world. At the same time, you watched your old friends die one by one and refused to reveal your identity as the leader. You really are a sanctimonious monk. " However, he knew that this secret was extremely valuable and now was far from the time to reveal it.
Of course, Zhang SanFeng didn't know any of this. He bowed and said, "Thank you Abbot and the great masters for coming out to greet us. How can I accept this?" Although Song Qingshu and the others were a bit unhappy, they could only follow suit and bow.
Ren Woxing snorted coldly in his heart, "I have traveled the Wulin world, how can these stinky monks deserve my bow?"
Jiu Mozhi, on the other hand, was thinking, "It is said that Shaolin is full of experts. Although the martial arts of these people in front of me are not bad, none of them can be my opponent. Hmph, if it wasn't for Master Zhang's face … I will let you accept my bow first. If I don't humiliate you later, I won't be able to show off my abilities."
Xuan Ci quickly put his palms together and asked, "Master Zhang and the others have come from afar. This is really unexpected. May I know what instruction you have for me?"
Zhang SanFeng said, "I have a question."
Xuan Ci said, "Everyone, please sit down."
As soon as Zhang SanFeng sat down in the pavilion, a monk came to serve him tea.
Ren Woxing had long been angry in his heart. Seeing this, he sneered and said, "The three of us are fine. Although we have a bit of fame in the Wulin world, compared to Master Zhang, we are nothing more than fireflies. In any case, Master Zhang is a great master of a sect and can be considered as your senior. Why didn't you invite him into the temple and instead let him sit on the ground halfway up the mountain? Even if you are treating an ordinary guest, you shouldn't be this impolite. Shaolin is really getting worse with each generation. "
Both sides were already wary of each other. As soon as Ren Woxing finished speaking, the expressions of the Shaolin monks changed. The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense.
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