The strongest master in history

Early the next morning, the five of them left the inn together and parted ways outside the city gate.

Bei Jinyi repeatedly thanked Lin Yuanjian and Zhang Wuji for their kindness in saving each other, while Zhou Zhiruo was reluctant to let go, never leaving Zhang Wuji's eyes.

Ding Minjun is a woman with a dead face, as if someone owes her hundreds of thousands, and she has never said a word of thanks.Zhou Zhiruo put all her heart on Zhang Wuji, and she has been paying attention to Zhou Zhiruo's behavior and reaction, as if "I don't like you" written all over her face.

She has been coveting the position of Emei's next generation leader for not a day or two. Ji Xiaofu was a thorn in her side before. After Ji Xiaofu died, she thought that she would have a chance to be appreciated by Master Miejue, but Zhou Zhiruo came again.

Lin Yuanjian felt a little sympathetic to this girl. She had served Miejue Shitai for more than ten years, but she had never received the latter's eyes.

But it's no wonder others, Ding Minjun is a narrow-minded woman, she has no tolerance for others, and her qualifications are mediocre, such a mediocre person, how can she be qualified to be the leader of a faction?Miejue Shitai is not blind, even if all Emei disciples are dead, she may not choose her Ding Minjun.

"Brother Wuji, you must come to Emei to see me when you have time." Zhou Zhiruo dropped these words in a low voice, and followed Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi with a blushing face.

Zhang Wuji touched the scented handkerchief in his arms, his face full of reluctance.

Lin Yuanjian joked: "Why don't you go back to Emei with her!"

Zhang Wuji scratched his head in embarrassment: "Master was joking, in the face of righteousness, children's personal feelings should be put aside first."

"Then let's go." Lin Yuanjian walked towards the avenue with strides.

An hour later, outside the main altar of Skyhawk Sect.

"Stop, the main altar of the Tianying Sect is in front of you. Anyone who is not from our sect dares to trespass, and you will be killed." Two men in the uniform of the Tianying Sect stopped Lin Yuanjian and Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Two brothers, this is Zhang Wuji, the grandson of King Baimeiying, the leader of your sect. This is my master. Please let me go."

"What? You said you are the grandson of our leader Yin?" The disciple of Tianying Sect guarding the gate was stunned for a moment, looking at his questioning eyes, he obviously didn't believe it.

He looked at another Heavenly Eagle Sect disciple, and then said: "Please wait here for a while, let me go in and report." Are they real?Wouldn't it be too much to eat and walk around?
Soon, this Skyhawk Sect disciple led a bald middle-aged man out.

"Master Baitan, that's him." The Skyhawk Sect disciple whispered, then stood back to his post and continued to guard.

The person who came was Bai Guishou, the head of the Xuanwu altar of Tianying Sect. Bai Guishou looked at Zhang Wuji with some doubts, then he glanced at Lin Yuanjian, and then said to Zhang Wuji: "Are you Zhang Wuji? Look at your The appearance is indeed somewhat similar to Zhang Wuxia. How about it, you go in with me first."

Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Yuanjian, and after seeing him nodding, he said, "Then Lao Baitan will lead the way."

In the spacious and bright hall, Lin Yuanjian and Zhang Wuji were sitting in guest seats, drinking hot tea just brought by a maid.

"Why has this Lord Bai Tan been gone for so long?" Zhang Wuji put down his teacup, wondering.

"Of course I need someone to confirm your identity." Lin Yuanjian sipped his tea slowly, and said, "The six major sects regard the Sky Eagle Sect as a branch of the Ming Sect, and they have a lot of friction with each other. At this sensitive time, If spies infiltrate, wouldn't it be a big trouble?"

"Master is right." Zhang Wuji nodded and continued drinking tea.

Not long after, Bai Guishou brought an old servant into the hall.

Seeing that old servant Zhang Wuji immediately stood up from his seat, he was overjoyed and said, "Uncle Wufu!"

"Oh, Mr. Wuji, it's really you!" It turned out that this old servant was Wufu, one of the three servants beside Yin Susu back then.

Bai Guishou was startled: "Is it really Mr. Wuji?"

Wufu said excitedly: "That's right, when the old slave was ordered to go to Wudang to give my uncle a wedding gift, he had met Mr. Wuji a few times. Although after many years, Mr. Wuji had grown up, but his The old slave can still remember his appearance, look at his eyes, how similar they are to Miss!"

Bai Guishou said to himself: "Really? Then I didn't see it."

"Old slave, go tell the leader now." Wufu ran out happily.

Bai Guishou said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wuji, I didn't confirm your identity just now, so Bai didn't dare to take you to see the leader lightly. I hope you will forgive me for my negligence."

Zhang Wuji smiled and said: "It's okay, Lord Baitan is loyal and dedicated to his duties, which is admirable."

"Mr. Wuji, is this a respected teacher?" Bai Guishou turned his surprised eyes to Lin Yuanjian.

Zhang Wuji said: "Exactly."

Lin Yuanjian drank the tea in his cup and smiled slightly: "Master Baitan thinks I don't look like me?"

That sure doesn't look like it!Bai Guishou thought so in his heart, but what he said was completely opposite: "Don't dare, the martial arts world is so vast, and there are so many strange people. Mr. Han Yu, a great scholar in the Tang Dynasty, said, "My teacher is the way, and the husband does not know his age." Are they born to me successively? The so-called masters are teachers, how can we judge them by age?"

Seeing Bai Guishou shaking his head and reciting "Shi Shuo", Lin Yuanjian couldn't help laughing: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect Bai Tanzhu, a martial artist, to read a lot of poetry and books."

"Master Baitan is right!" Zhang Wuji clapped his hands and laughed, obviously agreeing with him.

"Where is it?" Bai Guishou said modestly, "Bai will take you to see the leader now."

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"What? Wuji? The old man's good grandson is here?" The white-haired old man sitting on the first seat of the hall jumped up instantly. The old man was tall and tall, dressed in a brocade robe, and his two long and narrow white eyebrows stood up like sharp swords , the eyes are even more piercing like the eyes of a goshawk, except for the white-browed eagle king Yin Tianzheng, who else can possess such domineering power?
Wufu said: "Yes, Master, the old servant has personally confirmed that he is indeed Young Master Wuji."

Yin Tianzheng was overjoyed: "That's great." He missed Zhang Wuji, his grandson, for not a day or two.

"Father, hasn't Wuji been in Wudang Mountain all the time, why did he suddenly come to the main altar?" Yin Yewang who was sitting on the side asked puzzledly.

"I must be missing his grandfather, so I came here to take a look." An old man in gray clothes who sat opposite King Yin Ye laughed. It is not an exaggeration to be the second master of Skyhawk Sect.

Yin Tianzheng looked at Wufu and asked, "Did Wuji come alone?"

Wufu thought for a while: "There is also a young man who is traveling with Mr. Wuji. The old slave heard from Lord Baitan that he seems to be Mr. Wuji's master."

King Yinye was stunned: "Isn't Wuji a disciple of Wudang? Could it be that he joined Mo Shenggu's sect?"

Wufu shook his head: "No, the old servant Mo Qixia has seen it before, and he will never fail to recognize it. The young man looks about the same age as Mr. Wuji."

"What?" Now Yin Tianzheng, Li Tianyuan, and Yin Yewang were a little confused.