Create myths from pirates

Chapter 45

Heavenly world.

Wudang Mountain.

Today is the [-]th birthday banquet of Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of the Wudang Kai School and the head of the sect at that time, so the mountain is full of lively scenes.

The most famous sects in the Jianghu have all sent out teams to celebrate their birthdays, and some famous Sanren heroes have also been invited to come.

It's just that some people have other thoughts besides birthday celebration.

The supreme martial artist, who slays dragons with a precious sword, commands the world, who dares not to obey, relying on the sky to come out, who will fight for the front.

This is a proverb that is widely circulated in today's martial arts. It is said that as long as you get the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Saber, you will be invincible in the world.

The Yitian Sword has always been in charge of the Emei Sect, while the Dragon Slaying Knife disappeared with the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun many years ago.

Until today, when Zhang Cuishan and his wife, who disappeared together with the golden lion king Xie Xun, returned to Wudang, everyone started to press for Xie Xun's whereabouts and snatch the dragon-slaying sword.

It's just that due to the existence of Zhang Sanfeng, everyone didn't dare to do too much. After all, even if they have a large number of people on their side, they still feel empty in the face of this real Zhang.

In the main hall, Zhang Sanfeng walked out slowly.

How keen his perception is now, everyone whispered and discussed how to hide from his eyes and ears how to attack him.

And with the appearance of the rightful lord, all the martial arts people who were invited to participate in the centenary birthday banquet also surrounded him one after another.

Shaolin, as the leader of Jianghu Wulin, was about to celebrate his birthday first, but saw Zhang Sanfeng's expression turned serious.

Zhang Cuishan ran up to Zhang Sanfeng with a sad and tangled expression, and immediately knelt down with a plop.

Zhang Sanfeng was totally stunned by this sudden change.

And a crowd of martial arts people also began to discuss in whispers, and suddenly the hall became very noisy.

"Cuishan, what are you doing?"

Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Zhang Cuishan up, but Zhang Cuishan was stubborn and refused to get up.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao, Mo Shenggu and others also rushed to the hall, looking at Master Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Cuishan with complicated expressions.

"Get up first, and tell me what happened."

Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth, then looked around at the crowd of martial arts figures, and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, please go out first."

When all the martial arts people heard this, they were immediately unhappy.

And when Zhang Cuishan appeared, they were definitely going to press for the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun and the Dragon Saber, so how could they leave.

The Shaolin eminent monk looked left and right, and everyone turned their attention to him, sighed inwardly, and spoke to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master Zhang, we..."

"Get out, don't make me repeat it a second time."

Zhang Sanfeng's tone was cold, and he released his aura.

Today is different from the past. In the past, although he was invincible, he never surpassed too much and would have scruples. Now, even if the world is against him, he is not afraid.

The terrifying coercion came, and all the people felt as if their bodies were filled with lead stones, carrying mountains on their backs, and trembling under the pressure.

"Don't blame Mr. Zhang, we'll go out now."

The Shaolin eminent monk opened his mouth with difficulty, his face was covered with beads of sweat.

Zhang Sanfeng withdrew his momentum, flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, then ignored them.

This kind of person did not dare to stay, and hurried out of the palace.

After ordering his disciples to close the doors and windows, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Cuishan who was kneeling on the ground, and spoke in a soft tone.

"You tell the teacher everything, and the teacher can make his own judgment."

Zhang Cuishan wept bitterly at this moment, and told the story of Yin Susu's attack on Yu Daiyan for snatching the dragon sword decades ago, which finally caused Yu Daiyan to be disabled for half of his life.

After finishing speaking, he stood up abruptly, drew out his long sword and laid it across his neck.

"A big mistake has been made and it is irreversible. I can only apologize with death."

Zhang Cuishan sprouted a will to die and was extremely determined.

Many senior brothers were also taken aback, shouting "Cuishan, don't."

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed, knowing that it is difficult to dissuade him with words alone, so he secretly channeled his mana, and the two small swords flew behind Zhang Cuishan without anyone noticing.

"Master, my disciple is unfilial and can no longer serve your side."

After all, he closed his eyes and wanted to kill himself.

"Clang clang."

Following the sound of two crisp sounds of metal and iron clanging, the long sword that Zhang Cuishan was hanging around his neck fell to the ground, and the two flying small swords were caught in the eyes of all the disciples.

"If you cut yourself off from being a teacher, have you ever thought about how sad it would be to be a teacher?"

When Zhang Sanfeng opened his mouth, he also sighed a little, almost turning red into nothingness.

"Daiyan's injury, the teacher will heal him. Your wife Yin Susu is indeed at fault, and the teacher will punish her. This matter ends here."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard and said calmly.

"As for Daiyan, the teacher will go to enlighten him, so you don't need to talk about this matter."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the group of disciples and spoke loudly.

Zhang Cuishan was stunned, he almost made a big mistake again, burst into tears and stood there dumbfounded.

The group of disciples naturally didn't say anything else, the seven of them worshiped Wudang together since they were young, and were raised by their master.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Zhang Sanfeng nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, his brow wrinkled.

"Very courageous."

His tone became cold, murderous aura came out through his body, and the two small swords flying around him flew out, piercing through the wooden doors and windows and flying down the mountain.

Down the mountain.

Hebiweng and Luzhangke were running down the mountain with the young Zhang Wuji in their arms.

They robbed Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu's children from Wudang in order to intimidate them and make them reveal the whereabouts of the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun and the dragon-slaying sword.

"Let me go, you two let me go."

Zhang Wuji, who was hugged by He Biweng, struggled and shouted.

"Stinky boy, no one will come to rescue you even if you slap your throat."

Luzhangke chuckled, extremely confident.

The two of them are well-known in the Jianghu, they are called the two elders of Xuanming, and there are few opponents in the same style of Xuanming God Palm, even if Zhang Sanfeng chases them down the mountain, they can still fight.

"This time the two of us have made such a great contribution, the prince will definitely reward us a lot."

Crane Biweng had already thought of many things, but he didn't know whether he was rewarded with money or a beauty.

Just as the two were thinking about it, two beams of light from the mountain pierced their heads from the back of their heads.

Those are two small swords.

The two corpses fell straight, with wretched smiles still on their faces.

Zhang Wuji fell to the ground, looking at all this with question marks on his face.

He didn't know what happened at all, the two kidnappers died directly, everything was too casual.

He also has some fears casually.

Zhang Wuji looked around nervously, and finally saw the two small swords hanging in the air.

As soon as he froze, he just sat on the ground, not daring to move.

Until a long time later, Song Yuanqiao arrived with a group of fellow apprentices.

"No worries."

Zhang Cuishan shouted excitedly, ran over and hugged his child tightly.

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at the two small swords hanging in the air, and at the two fallen corpses.

He couldn't help but marvel at the strength of his master.

"Brother, do you think Master has become a fairy?"

A younger brother swallowed his saliva and said.

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback, thinking of this method.

He didn't think it was impossible.

　Today's first update.

　　After dinner, I will create a character card for the protagonist Bai Yujing.

　　See if you can create it.

　　By the way, what impression do you have of the main character?

　　In addition, ask for follow-up, collect and ask for tickets,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)