God rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 115 Chapter 0114 The opening ceremony has arrived

Time flies by, and another ten days have passed.

After returning from Guangmingding, Zhang Wei spent a total of twenty days practicing in seclusion. He checked his dashboard.

Unparalleled: [Beiming Divine Skill, no leakage 10% (one hundred and fifty years of skill)]

[Flying Cat Light Smoke Skill, Superb 25%]

[Lingbo micro-steps, 10% of perfection]

[Wind, flowers, snow and moon, 60% of perfection]

[Ice God's Palm, 60% of perfection]

[Tai Chi: Dacheng 50%]

[Invincible Golden Body: 50% success]

Peerless: [Small phaseless skill, superb 25%]

[Tianshan Liuyang Palm, 45% of perfection]

[Realm: Harmony between Heaven and Man]

[Status: The meridians are being repaired (27% of the "Yi Jin Bone Forging Chapter"), but the skill cannot be improved yet]

These twenty days of seclusion were not enough to transform him again, so he did not cultivate the invincible golden body.

However, his Qinggong, body skills, palm skills, boxing skills, Xiaoyin, etc. have all improved by 5% to 10%.

The Yi Jin Bone Forging chapter also increased by seven percentage points and has been steadily improving.

"There are only two days left until August 15th. Those decent people from well-known families should be arriving soon. It's time for me to leave seclusion."

After all, he is the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. It would be very rude if he was not present to receive the leaders of the famous and upright sect.

"Junior Brother Head, you are finally out of seclusion. Come quickly and help to see how the scene is arranged."

Su Xinghe was very busy these days. When he saw Zhang Wei appear, he quickly caught him and asked him to come over and help.

"Senior brother, you have worked hard these days. Come, sit down and have a sip of tea. Just leave those trivial matters to the disciples. You don't have to do everything yourself."

"You are the backbone of our Xiaoyao sect, and it is not worth the trouble to keep your body busy." Zhang Wei grabbed the passionate Su Xinghe, poured him a cup of tea, and said quickly.

"This is a major matter related to the reputation of our Xiaoyao Sect. How can we leave it to those rough disciples?" Su Xinghe, who regarded the Xiaoyao Sect very seriously, obviously did not agree with Zhang Wei's words.

He took a sip of tea and wanted to continue directing the disciples' various tasks, but was stopped by Zhang Wei.

"Senior brother, you don't need to care too much about these superficial things. As long as you are not rude, you don't have to strive for excellence."

"The essence of this world is that the weak will prey on the strong. Only when you are strong will others give you face. Otherwise, no matter how good you are on the surface, others will not look down upon you."

"The reason why those people from the sect agreed to attend the founding ceremony of my Xiaoyao sect is actually because of my face."

"As long as I am present then, it will be the best arrangement." Zhang Wei persuaded Su Xinghe.

There was no other way. He heard from Xue Muhua and others that the senior brother was like a man possessed these days. He had to do everything by himself and strive for perfection in even trivial matters.

Zhang Wei knew that he loved Xiaoyao Sect deeply and wanted to show the best side of Xiaoyao Sect to the eyes of the world.

But a person's energy is limited, and it would be very bad for his health if he allowed his senior brother to continue like this. Zhang Wei had to come over to persuade him in person.

Su Xinghe, who seemed to have endless things to do, finally fell silent after hearing Zhang Wei's words.

After he took a sip of tea and calmed down his mind, he suddenly felt endless fatigue coming over his body. Only then did he realize that he hadn't had a good rest for several days.

"Junior brother, you are right." He said a little tiredly.

Zhang Wei quickly injected an internal force into his body, helping him relieve his fatigue.

"Senior brother, you'd better go and have a rest quickly. Just leave the rest to the disciples. The founding ceremony in two days will need to be hosted by you, senior brother. You can't fall down."

After sending his senior brother back to rest, Zhang Wei took a walk around Kunlun Mountain. There were festive elements everywhere. He was very satisfied with the arrangements on the mountain.

After finding the busy Butler Wei and Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhang Wei asked: "How is the arrangement going? There can be no problems with the opening ceremony in two days."

"Don't worry, owner, everything is ready, whether it's food, accommodation, or anything else."

"That's good, you can continue to work and don't worry about me." After hearing Butler Wei's words, Zhang Wei nodded.

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Time went by very quickly, and two days passed in such busyness.

Today is a big day for the Xiaoyao Sect. All the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect have serious faces and are wearing uniform clothes.

The main color of the robe is dark cyan, with obvious white crane-shaped embroidery on the upper body. The inside of the robe is lined with black, which makes the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who are usually a bit carefree instantly become serious.

Zhang Wei, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, is of course no exception, but his clothes are more gorgeous and noble than those of his disciples.

After all, he is the leader, so he still needs to be a bit strong.

The sun has just risen over the mountains and the fog has just dispersed. It is the most refreshing moment of the day.

At this moment, a shout came from outside the mountain gate: "Shaolin masters are here!"

Hearing this shout, Zhang Wei and his senior brother Su Xinghe walked over to greet them. After all, the Shaolin Temple still had to give them enough respect.

"Welcome Abbot Kongwen and all the masters. Your coming will really bring glory to our sect. Please come in quickly."

"You're welcome, Master Zhang. It's an honor for us to be able to participate in such a grand ceremony of the Xiaoyao Sect."

Zhang Wei was polite to the monks in Shaolin Temple, looked at an ugly young monk next to Abbot Kongwen and said, "Master Xu Zhu, long time no see."

Xu Zhu is now a close disciple of the sweeping monk. His status in Shaolin Temple is not simple. He is equivalent to a disciple of Buddhism.

Not only did his temperament change drastically, and there was a faint flash of Buddha's light, but his strength also underwent earth-shaking changes.

It feels like he has practiced the Yi Jin Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra of the Shaolin Temple, and also practiced the seventy-two unique Shaolin skills, and the progress of his training is not low.

"I have to say that Xu Zhu's character is really suitable for practicing Buddhist techniques." Zhang Wei admired in his heart.

"I've met Master Zhang." Xu Zhu bowed respectfully to Zhang Wei. In his heart, he was also grateful to Zhang Wei.

After all, he was willing to take her in at that time. Although he was accepted as a disciple by the sweeping monk and did not follow him, this gratitude still remains in his heart.

After everyone from the Shaolin Temple arrived, people from other sects also arrived one after another.

"The Seven Heroes of Wudang are here!"

"Five Mountains Sect..."

"Emei..."

As more and more shouts were heard, Zhang Wei became busier and busier. He only exchanged a few polite words with the leaders of each faction before going to receive the next leader who arrived.

Although we are busy, we cannot abandon these basic etiquette.

As more and more people from the sect arrived, Kunlun Mountain became more and more lively.

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