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But Chen Feng answered simply: "It's okay, the Wudang Clan will just die."

This option is tantamount to rejection.

Zhang Zhichao responded hastily: "Disciple, by the order of our ancestors, starting today, Wudang Sect Generals will leave the mountain and head to the west!"

Zhang Zhichao had no choice.

Compared to parting ways with the Wudang Clan, what does entry into practice mean?

Zhang Zhichao immediately saluted Chen Feng and said sincerely: "Ancestor, I am willing to resign as the sect leader and pass the position of sect leader to my ancestor."

Zhang Zhichao knew that the reason why Huang Jian caused such a thing was definitely caused by himself.

If he hadn't been too indulgent to the Wudang disciples, nothing like this would have happened.

What's more, Chen Feng is still the second-generation master of Wudang, and he will naturally be his successor this time he returns.

Chen Feng said: "No need, you can just be your sect leader with peace of mind."

joke!

Why did Chen Feng choose to leave back then?

It's just that he doesn't want to be the leader of this sect.

Chen Feng has long been used to living a life of idleness and does not want to be detained in one place.

Of course Chen Feng doesn't want Chen Feng to be the leader of this sect.

Even if Wudang is really going to disband, Chen Feng will not interfere.

This is fate and cannot be forced.

Zhang Zhichao was startled by Chen Feng's words and felt a little disappointed. Zhang Zhichao knew that Chen Feng would not stay here for a long time and came here accidentally.

"Ancestor, this junior has a request." Zhang Zhichao seemed to have remembered something and asked.

"When I was in seclusion, the books and classics in the Sutra Pavilion were stolen. Now the classics and classics in the Sutra Pavilion were copied by the ancestors based on their own memories."

"Please help me, ancestor, to perfect this technique."

For Wu-Tang, this is a very painful thing.

More than a hundred years ago, the entire world was in chaos.

The imperial court had very little control over matters in the martial arts world.

The leader of the Wudang Sect at that time focused solely on practicing cultivation, rarely went out of the mountain, and was not involved in the sect's affairs at all.

Some people coveted Wudang's Kung Fu and joined forces with the Wudang Clan's people to snatch all the Kung Fu.

The Wudang Clan's movements were very fast, and everyone was defeated. They didn't have many unique skills and books on them, but they also had the urge to die together and burned a lot of their unique skills.

The Wudang lineage is almost extinct.

This was a heavy blow to Wudang.

If many Wudang disciples hadn't copied all the techniques they knew, the foundation of Wudang would have been lost long ago.

Even so, Wudang Clan's unique skills are also incomplete.

The sect leaders of the past dynasties have been troubled by this book.

From then on, Wudang Clan practiced in seclusion.

Chen Feng did not object to Zhang Zhichao's request.

Compared to Chen Feng, no one can speak better of Chen Feng or Wudang's martial arts.

In Zhang Sanfeng's time, the Wudang Sect had a collection of 732 martial arts secret books, all of which came from sects in the world.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, will not be stingy about his lifespan. He is familiar with all seven hundred and thirty-two martial arts.

These are all real martial arts techniques.

Later, Chen Feng visited all the famous sects and completed all the techniques.

"Let's go to the Sutra Pavilion!" Chen Feng said.

Chen Feng followed Zhang Zhichao and walked towards the Buddhist Scripture Building.

The Wudangmen Sutra Collection Building is very large, comparable to a small library.

Chen Feng opened the door and saw only a few volumes of classics, a total of more than fifty volumes.

When Chen Feng saw this, he realized that everyone in the Wudang Clan was so vulnerable.

Without formal instruction, they would be nothing more than helpless fools.

Chen Feng sat down on the table: "The Four Treasures of the Study."

Soon, some people brought the items in their hands.

Without saying a word, Chen Feng picked up the brush and began to quickly write his name on the blank book.

Lines of text appeared on the ancient book, and in less than a minute, more than a dozen lines of text were filled in.

When the Wudang elders saw this, they were all shocked.

"Is it the unique skill of our Wudang Clan that our ancestor wants to write?"

"According to this progress, one film should be completed in more than ten minutes."

"No way. I heard that the Wudang Clan has all kinds of strange techniques. Do you think you can remember so many of them by yourself?"

"Could it be that our Wudang's unique skills are about to appear again?"

Seeing Chen Feng splashing ink, they were all speechless.

If Chen Feng hadn't been clear about his intentions, he might have thought that Chen Feng was just making it up.

Another ten minutes passed.

Chen Feng stopped the writing brush in his hand, put the book aside, and then carved three large characters on the page: "Yuntai".

"That, that is Wudang's ladder! Since the sixteenth sect master, this technique has disappeared, and now it is just a broken book in the Sutra Pavilion."

Zhang Zhichao excitedly opened this volume and found that this volume was exactly the same as the fragment.

What's more, the ancient classic written by Chen Feng actually had text explanations on it, which made Zhang Zhichao find it unbelievable.

Even with copying, it is impossible to copy down an entire ancient book within ten minutes. ..