From beginning to end, except for Zhang Wuji, the main character who couldn't tell right from wrong, no one dared to criticize Miejue Shitai.
Even Zhang Sanfeng, the leader of the righteous faction, never criticized her. He also let the seven heroes of Wudang stand with Miejue Shitai.
There was a reason for this. These people were all reasonable and knew who was the victim.
Perhaps Zhang Wuji saw things from his own point of view and thought that he was right. This was understandable. However, from the point of view of others, this was a case of not being able to distinguish right from wrong.
His adoptive father killed so many innocent people in order to lure Cheng Kun out. Did Xie Xun not deserve to die?
Xie Xun was willing to lay down his knife because of Xie Xun's halo. Who cared about the families of those who died in his hands?
No one cared. Zhang Wuji was even less likely to care because he was the main character of the plot.
Of course, Mu Qingxiao was in a real Jianghu. How many people in Jianghu had clean hands? There was no reason. If he didn't like it, he would do it. If he didn't like it, he would do it.
Hating Zhang Wuji was purely his personal point of view. He wouldn't let these things affect his thinking. His main quest was the system's mission. Sooner or later, he would meet Zhang Wuji. If he didn't like it, he would just kill him. There was no reason to talk about it anyway.
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Coming back to his senses, Mu Qingxiao scanned his surroundings. There was a rugged path of strange rocks under his feet and a towering mountain in front of him. The mountain was shrouded in clouds. With his eyesight, he could faintly see the golden-roofed palace and other buildings on the mountain.
The Wudang Clan was located in the northwest of Xiangyang City. There were many peaks around it. Tianzhu Peak was thousands of meters above sea level. The mountain was low, and the center of the mountain was protruding. It was mostly made of various kinds of rocks with well-developed joints. There were also signs of rising along the old fault line, forming many cliffs and precipices. There were many sunken basins on both sides of the mountain.
In front of him was the Wudang Mountain in the late Yuan Dynasty. Standing at the foot of the mountain and feeling the majestic aura, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
"System, set my identity as the true disciple of the Seven Heroes of Wudang."
"Ding! Points plundered successfully. Identity tampering successful. Host has become the direct disciple of Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Seven Heroes of Wudang."
As the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Song YuanQiao was also the first disciple of Zhang SanFeng. His son was the "Jade-faced Meng Chang", Song QingShu.
Song YuanQiao always had a gentle and refined demeanor. When others had something to ask of him, he would always try his best to help. He was steady and down-to-earth, modest and refined, and had the demeanor of a gentleman. His martial arts were excellent, and he was extremely fair in handling matters. His reputation and status in the Jianghu were also very high, far above the average sect leader. He could even be mentioned in the same breath as the eminent monks of the Shaolin sect.
In the current martial arts world, Shaolin and Wudang were the most famous, followed by Kunlun and Emei, and then the Kongtong Sect. In terms of seniority, the Five Elders of Kongtong were on equal footing with Song Yuanqiao.
In recent years, Zhang SanFeng had long since stopped caring about worldly affairs. In reality, Song YuanQiao was the true sect leader of Wudang.
In terms of martial arts, Song YuanQiao could not teach Mu Qingxiao, but his personality was still quite good. If he became Zhang SanFeng's disciple, there would be fewer restrictions, but he obviously did not have enough points!
Originally, he had 13200 points. Returning to the Sky Dragon Plane cost him 10000, and searching for Li Qingluo cost him 2000. He only had 1200 points left.
Moreover, becoming Song YuanQiao's direct disciple was not a bad choice. At least he knew everything, and Mu Qingxiao did not need to care too much.
After sorting out the thoughts in his mind, Mu Qingxiao shook his head and walked straight up Wudang Mountain. Next, he naturally needed to familiarize himself with the environment and the development of the plot before he could formulate his next plan.
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Early in the morning two months later, the sky was already bright. A glimmer of light shone into the room through the paper window. Mu Qingxiao's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes. Glancing at the sky outside the window, he estimated that it was already past five o 'clock in the morning, which was the "Yin hour" in this era.
Mu Qingxiao lifted the thin blanket and stood up quietly. He put on the white robe of Wudang Mountain, tidied himself up a little, and walked out the door.
At this moment, the man sleeping soundly opposite Mu Qingxiao's bed opened his eyes in a daze. "Junior Brother Qingxiao, it's not even dawn yet. Are you going out to practice Wudang Sword Techniques?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao was somewhat disdainful. His strength had long surpassed the scope of Wuxia. Compared to him, Zhang SanFeng was not even close. How could he possibly practice Wudang Sword Techniques?
But he would not say this out loud. He smiled slightly. "Senior Brother Qingshu, I'm sorry to disturb you. I was just about to go out for a morning practice."
That's right, the man living in the same room as him was none other than Song YuanQiao's son, Jade-faced Meng Chang, Song Qingshu. Mu Qingxiao did not expect that he would be arranged to live in the same room as Song Qingshu.
As the third generation successor of the Wudang Sect, Song Qingshu was given high hopes by Zhang SanFeng and Song YuanQiao. He was internally designated as the future successor of the Wudang Sect, and he shouldered an extremely heavy responsibility. Song YuanQiao's lifelong hopes were also placed on him, so naturally, he should be strictly controlled.
However, although the Song Qingshu in the plot was naturally intelligent and quick-witted, he was a true villain. His personality was very different from that of his father, Song YuanQiao.
Song YuanQiao led the Wudang Sect to participate in the Six Great Sects' expedition to Guang Ming Peak. He fought the Ming Dynasty's Five Element Flags. After killing his way to Guang Ming Peak, he fought one of the Ming Dynasty's Four Great Guardian Kings, "White-browed Eagle King" Yin Tian.
When they went down the mountain, the Wudang Sect and the Six Great Sects were captured by the Mongolian army and imprisoned in the Wan An Temple. Everyone was forced to consume the "Ten Fragrant Tendon Weakening Powder", causing everyone to be unable to use their martial arts. In the end, the Six Great Sects were rescued by the Ming Dynasty's 34th Sect Leader, Zhang Wuji.
Song Qingshu later unfortunately became a traitor of the Wudang Sect, and personally killed the Seventh Martial Uncle, Mo ShengGu.
When Song YuanQiao's second brother, Yu LianZhou, fought with Song Qingshu, he mercilessly injured Song Qingshu and then brought him back to Wudang Mountain.
Song YuanQiao cried out loud. He raised his sword and wanted to kill his unfilial son. However, when he saw the bandage wrapped around his son's head, he couldn't bring himself to stab him. Thinking of the love between father and son, and the brotherhood between brothers, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings. He could only raise his sword and commit suicide.
At this time, he deeply understood the feelings of his fifth brother, Zhang CuiShan, when he committed suicide. In the end, Zhang SanFeng killed Song Qingshu and removed Song YuanQiao. Because of this, Song YuanQiao was disqualified from succeeding the position of Wudang Sect Leader by Zhang SanFeng, and was replaced by Yu LianZhou.
After knowing some of Song Qingshu's actions in the future, Mu Qingxiao naturally wouldn't interfere. After all, the two of them didn't have much of a relationship. He came to Wudang Mountain purely to complete his mission. Although he was polite with his words, he didn't want to have much to do with him.
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