Gao Qiang stood there and thought for a long time. Since he decided to interfere in the Ming Cult, no matter how Yang Xueyi explained it, what should Guangming do if he did it?

He thought about it and found that he had come to this world to change too many things, and the butterfly effect increased greatly. For a moment, he couldn't think of a good way. "Qian'er, what do you think?" Yu Daiyan didn't say anything, listened quietly to the words of all the brothers. When he encountered such a dilemma, he was hard to stop, and saw his beloved disciple standing there with carelessness, and laughing on his face for a while, he knew that the disciple was thinking again.

Gao Qiang was named, and immediately restrained his mind and said sadly, "I don't know what to do with this kind of personnel, so I don't know what to do." Dai Yan sighed and waved his hand. Gao Qiang stepped down. After avoiding a moment, everyone still didn't say a problem. If they wanted to join Guangmingding with the other six sects, where was Yin Susu? Will Hu Qingniu and his wife ignore the kindness of Wudang Mountain?

If it is for Yin Susu and Hu Qingniu, who are helping the Ming Cult, wouldn’t it be against other famous sects? If Wudang Mountain has been famous for decades, if it is not careful, it will be completely ruined.

After discussing, everyone finally found that the best way was to remain neutral and not help anyone. This is the case, Wudang's reputation became even more powerful.

After a moment, everyone in Zhenwu Hall shook their heads and left. Gao Qiang walked slowly in the yard like a sleepwalking. He began to reason about the whole story in his mind, setting up the scenes like a director. Then the people in the room were actors just now, but they played their own roles.

If I had just been asked by Yu Daiyan, I said this - "Master, after hearing from all the uncles, I remember something!" "Say."

"That was when we went to Dadu to save Miss Wu..."

Gao Qiang said here, but when he saw the people in the room, his face turned dark, the former cardamom girl became the Tartar princess and would never come back.

Gao Qiang continued: "That day I went to Ruyang Palace to find out the news, but I saw a group of martial arts masters pointing at the little princess Minmintemuir's martial arts. One of them was called Teacher Fang, the other one who used the sword was called the Congo master, and the other monk who could use the powerful Vajra finger to be called the Congo master, and the other monk who had ruined his appearance. The two elders Xuanming who had hit Wuji with the Xuanming Divine Palm."

Everyone nodded, Gao Qiang entered and left the Ruyang Palace. At the age of thirteen, he left the ancient tomb and returned to Wudang Mountain. People like Ruyang Palace also heard of these people. Everyone was shocked at that time. They would never have expected that there were so many masters in Ruyang Palace.

Gao Qiang said: "That day, the disciple was in a hurry to inquire about Miss Wu, but met two more. One was Chen Youliang, a Shaolin lay disciple who had avoided his face on the mountain with the Grand Master, and the other was the monk. He called the master, and the Master Yuanzhen. The two of them took the Wudang Nine Yang Gongyu Tai Chi Thirteen-style boxing score and presented it to the Mongolian princess." "What?" Yu Daiyan shouted in dismay, clenched his hand and clicked. "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Yu Daiyan's eyes were wide open, and his fur beard was angrily open. Although he was an old man in his fifties, he was powerful when he started to fire. However, Gao Qiang said the news was too incredible. Even Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes. When he heard that his unique skills were taken away by the Mongolians, the old man frowned. The other Wudang heroes looked at each other and whispered.

Gao Qiang simply knelt down on the ground and continued, "The disciple was guilty of his crime, but this monk had some connection with the ancient tomb, so the disciple did not dare to say it to his master at that time. Moreover, it was really shocking to collude with the Mongolian Tartars by Shaolin disciples. Master, I was knocked out by someone when I left that day, and I even beat them up, but I heard an important news. They said that two years later, the court would plan to clean up the world alone.

I think about the fact that these six sects besieged Guangmingding. Could it be that the Mongolian Tartars colluded with Shaolin traitors, provoked disputes between our famous and upright sects, and then reaped the benefits of the fisherman?

The monk Yuanzhen opened up the eight extraordinary meridians of Junior Brother Wuji back then, so he must have been malicious.

However, I was the only one who heard these things. I thought that my Wudang disciple Yu Shaolin disciple had always had a gap. If my Wudang disciple went out to provide evidence and said that Shaolin disciples were traitors, I am afraid that the conflict between the two factions would be even deeper, and even if others did not believe it easily.

Moreover, this traitor is Yuanzhen. He and his disciple's benefactor are a bit involved in the tomb. The disciple thought about it and kept hesitating and did not dare to tell the news.

Everyone in the hall shook their heads and sighed, and some even looked at Gao Qiang with suspicious eyes. This matter was very serious. Gao Qiang gently linked him to the ancient tomb and hid it for two years. He only said it now. It was really suspicious.

Gao Qiang was sweating coldly on his head. There was absolutely no reason not to say what he heard. Even if he was involved in the ancient tomb, it was not worth mentioning compared to the lives of the people in the world.

His explanation was not tenable at all, but he could not find a better explanation. Everyone there was a lot of discussion, and his inference was indeed very convincing. Next, some of the heroes of Wudang proposed to go to Guangmingding to be a peacemaker, find out Shaolin traitors, and mediate the affairs of the six factions on Guangmingding and the Ming Cult.

But in this way, Wudang was empty and Gao Qiang was shocked. Now there were many masters under the enemy. If they took advantage of Wudang's emptiness to attack, although Zhang Sanfeng was powerful and could not beat four hands with only fists, wouldn't he put Yang Xueyi in danger? - Gao Qiang was thinking about the scene drama, and he was absent-minded and walked forward without looking at the way. Then he heard a "Ouch" and hit a man. The inner strength in the man's body was not weak. It was obvious that Gao Qiang is now very powerful in his internal strength. When the two touched him, the man made him take a few steps back and sit on the ground.

Gao Qiang hurriedly helped him up and looked carefully. The man was dressed in a blue-clothed slave, with a fierce face on his face. A scar slanted and divided a face into two halves. His eyes were full of anger and his hands were exploding. It seemed that he would draw his sword to face him when he had disagreement. He really couldn't remember such a person on Wudang Mountain.

Gao Qiang also said a few words habitually, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

After he figured it out, he asked back: "Who are you? Why have I never seen you on Wudang Mountain?"

During Yang Xueyi's pregnancy, Gao Qiang was suspicious and was wary of any stranger. What if he accidentally shocked his wife? His martial arts skills were better than this person. He asked casually and grabbed the connection with his hand. The guy who dressed up with a vicious slave turned red and struggled hard. He never expected that a young Wudang disciple would have such achievements. After using a few forces, he could not break free.

Gao Qiang was even more suspicious. Just as he was about to drag him to ask someone else, he heard a crisp voice behind him: "Senior Brother. This is a native of my concubine's house, so you naturally have never seen it."

Gao Qiang turned his head, but saw Zhang Wuji standing there smiling, wearing a snow-white dress, holding a shiny black fan in his hand, opening it freely and waving it gently.

Gao Qiang smiled awkwardly. He let go of the "servant" and looked at the man's vicious appearance and said to himself: Could it be one of Yin Susu's three brothers including Yin Wushou?

Zhang Wuji waved his hand, and the vicious servant retreated respectfully. Gao Qiang looked around carefully. He realized that he was walking around casually, but he came to Zhang Cuishan's exclusive courtyard.

Gao Qiang and Zhang Wuji are old acquaintances, and they are not acquaintances when they were young.

Gradually, there was a so-called friendship between men. Ming was Gao Qiang who felt that Zhang Wuji was getting bigger and bigger than Zhang Wuji, who had known him as the original person. His parents had not yet died. Since childhood, he had pity on him and received Xuanming Divine Palm. He loved him very much. When he was a child, he was more like his father, loyal and honest. Gao Qiang thought that he was sometimes stupid, and he was very cute at that time.

Having not seen each other for two years, Gao Qiang discovered that Zhang Wuji had changed a lot. In comparison, he is a little more agile now. It turns out that his honest aura is slowly disappearing. To be precise, Gao Qiang felt that he was increasingly influenced by his mother Yin Susu. "Fortunately, no matter how you change, it is Zhang Wuji, we are all friends." Gao Qiang thought so in his heart and said with a smile: "Junior brother, what should you do when you talk about the Guangming Earth?"

Zhang Wuji and the fan were raised, Gao Qiang's eyelids moved slightly, and there were many mechanisms in the ancient tomb. He just realized that Zhang Wuji's fan was a steel-bone iron fan, and there were other mechanisms hidden inside. Zhang Wuji's face lengthened, and he inserted the fan behind his neck, and said helplessly: "Senior brother, I don't hide it from you. My mother and my father have had a fight several times for this matter." "Oh?" Gao Qiang then remembered that Zhang Cuishan had a dark face in the human palace just now and had not spoken. "You also saw that slave just now. It was actually a capable general around my grandfather. My grandfather sent him here, but he told my mother that Guangming was extremely dangerous this time, and he strictly ordered her and my father not to go."

Gao Qiang nodded. Yin Tianzheng was very precious to his daughter, and he was in a place of light and fire. Naturally, he hoped that his daughter and son-in-law would avoid this dangerous place.

Zhang Wuji continued to sigh: "But that's my grandfather after all. I'm not afraid of you making jokes. My mother has argued with my father for this matter many times these days. She doesn't dare to do so. She must be on the Guangmingding."

Gao Qiang knew very well that this "trouble" was nothing more than crying, making a fuss and hanging, and Zhang Cuishan had a hard time recently.

Zhang Wuji said: "Senior Brother, what are you doing? Are you going to save your adopted father and mother?"

Gao Qiang said sadly: "No matter what, I will definitely go to Guangmingding. My adoptive father and mother have great kindness to me, so I can't ignore it."

Zhang Wuji said quietly: "Yes, Mr. Hu saves my life, and I must repay my kindness. I think no matter how Master Tai and other uncles decide, I must go to Guangmingding."

Gao Qiang gave a thumbs up in his heart: Good Mozi!

The two of them were silent for a while, and then they heard Yin Susu's voice faintly coming from the yard: "Zhang Cuishan! If you are different, I will--"

The two of them couldn't hear clearly through the wall, but since Yin Susu called Zhang Cuishan directly, it was obvious that the conflict was so deep that Gao Qiang and Zhang Wuji looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and walked out together.

After walking for a few steps, Zhang Wuji suddenly asked, "Senior Brother, who is better at your and my kung fu now?"

Gao Qiang lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "In terms of internal strength, I am half inferior to you, but if I fight, I can beat you."

Zhang Wuji nodded and sighed, "I can't beat you, alright," he sighed and asked, "If we compete with you, such as the uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle, who is better?"

Gao Qiang lowered his head and thought for a moment. Zhang Wuji said the three most powerful ones among the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Zhang Cuishan had the highest understanding, but he left Wudang Mountain for a while. After returning, Zhang Sanfeng spent most of his time. Therefore, although he had to teach martial arts, he made little progress. He has been practicing hard for ten years and has only tied with Zhang Songxi, but he is better than Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu.

Among the Seven Heroes, martial arts cultivation is still different. Zhang Cuishan is only in his forties, Yu Daiyan is already in his fifties, while Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou are both sixty years old. The age difference is different, and the internal strength cultivation is also different. If you practice hard every year, you will not be able to get any carelessness or falsehood.

Gao Qiang thought for a while and said affirmatively: "You have learned the fingering method of the Zhu family, and you have learned your mother's Sky Eagle Claw Method." After a moment of pause, he still didn't say anything in his mind. Xie Xun passed on many of your profound martial arts skills. Gao Qiang continued: "You are familiar with the skills of all the masters of Wudang. If you face it head-on, you may be able to fight to the draw of the uncle, the second uncle, and my master."

Gao Qiang did not tell lies. Zhang Wuji practiced the Nine Yang Gong of Shaolin, Wudang and Emei, and was forced to death. Although the evil poison was unbearable, on the other hand, the cold and hot complemented each other. Just like the effect of the ancient tomb cold jade bed, he forced him to practice his internal skills day and night. There were also the eight extraordinary meridians that Yuanzhen deliberately opened for him to kill him. In addition, Zhu Xia, a unique tonic for him, his internal strength was different from ordinary people and he has always made rapid progress. He probably fell into a bottleneck recently, but it is still far beyond everyone.

Zhang Wuji smiled and whispered: "I think so too."

Gao Qiang smiled knowingly, like the younger generations, who were comparing themselves with their elders in private, was not very good after all.

Zhang Wuji continued, "Senior Brother, you are knowledgeable. When you were a child, you encountered many things by chance. You should tell me, what if Master Miejue in Emei and the three great monks in Shaolin are compared with me?"

Gao Qiang thought to himself: This kid is still comfortable as a master.

His face remained unchanged and continued, "Master Miejue has the Yitian Sword. You are not an opponent. One of the three great monks, you may be able to fight with him in a draw."

Zhang Wuji smiled slightly, was very proud, and continued: "The four great Dharma kings of the Ming Cult are purple, white and golden, among which are my grandfather, White Eyebrow King, who is the old man. If I compare it, what if I compare it to it?"

Gao Qiang thought about it and said, "I will never lose."
Chapter completed!