Faced with Wang Xiaojun's challenge, the audience was silent. Everyone knew that there were one or two men, Wang Xiaojun, would fall no matter what, but no one was willing to take on this reputation, and he was forced by his momentum.

Wang Xiaojun jumped off the stage and headed straight for the miserable boy. Then he squatted down and unconsciously pulled out the fishing net. The two disciples in front of him were speechless and took a step back unconsciously.

At this time, an old man's voice on the hillside said, "Who is playing wild in Wudang Mountain?" Then others had already approached Wang Xiaojun, and his palms were snatched at Wang Xiaojun's shoulder. Wang Xiaojun couldn't stand up and raised his hand to slap a dragon power. The old man was dressed in a Taoist costume. After reaching the upper reaches of the dragon power, he was involuntarily bounced out half a step. However, his adaptability was extremely high. He swung his left arm to turn the force into his own. He handed over another palm. Wang Xiaojun had two palms, and the two of them passed five or six moves in an instant. Wang Xiaojun sighed in his heart that Wudang is a famous sect after all, and this old man's martial arts is superior to Zhou Chonghe. He had to arrive a moment ago, and Zhou Chonghe didn't have to go to the stage, and he had no chance of winning.

"Junior brother, stop." At this moment, another old Taoist with white hair and hair arrived. His clothes were worn out, and his eyes were exquisite, but he felt very relaxed and relieved. With one word, the old Taoist immediately pulled away. There were five old Taoists running at the mountainside at the mountain, and they arrived at the edge of the pavilion quickly and steadily. In addition to the two old men who arrived first, there were seven people in total. Everyone bowed to the white haired old Taoist, "President!" It turned out that he was Jing Zenzi.

Wang Xiaojun also understood that the seven sons of Wudang were together. After defeating Zhou Chong and Wang Xiaojun was still wondering why the seven sons of Wudang didn't take action. Now he realized that none of the seven top masters were present just now. The seven old men were all very demeanor, and six of them stood on both sides of Jingchanzi. The old man who first fought with Wang Xiaojun was shocked when Wang Xiaojun was only twenty-seven years old.

Chen Mimi made a name for himself and said, "Senior Brother, you are back..." She suffered so much grievances and her voice was a little choked, and at the same time she also showed that she relied on and trusted Jing Chanzi.

Jing Chanzi looked calm and smiled and said, "Everyone is covered in dust, what's wrong?"

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaojun and Zhou Chonghe, but they didn't know where to start. Zhou Chonghe had already stood up at this time. His expression was pale. In fact, Wang Xiaojun didn't want to hurt him with his palm, but he just pushed him down hard. He could have landed smoothly with Zhou Chonghe's light skills, but on the one hand he was in a mess, and on the other hand, he was shocked by Youlong's spirit, and he looked around in a daze, and at the moment he had a dementia. He was a child prodigy since he was a child, and he was recognized as a genius when he grew up. He was successfully accused of becoming the heir of Wudang. Today's defeat was the biggest shame in his life, so he didn't know how to deal with it.

Jing Zenzi glanced at him and shouted, "Chonghe, come here."

Zhou Chonghe was shocked, then quickly walked forward and said, "Master!" He didn't look at Wang Xiaojun at all, just pretending that this person did not exist. Jing Chanzi looked at everyone's faces and guessed that the "culprit" tonight was Wang Xiaojun. He asked, "This young man, who are you?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "I am Wang Xiaojun, the grandson of Wang Donglai."

Jing Chanzi immediately asked Chen Mimi: "Master has booked you a marriage, the other party..."

Chen Mimi had already nodded and said, "It's him."

Jing Chanzi smiled and said, "Is it because of this that you went to Wudang?"

Wang Xiaojun's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer.

Liu Ping said furiously: "Senior Brother, the Zhenwu Sword is lost!"

Jing Chanzi frowned and then sighed, "You are a practitioner of Taoism. If you lose the sword, you will find it. What's the fuss?"

At this time, Ku Haier had already crawled out of the net. He seemed to know that the seventh son of Wudang were so powerful that he would stand behind Wang Xiaojun obediently. Liu Ping used this time to briefly talk about what happened on the mountain tonight tonight. Jing Chengzi listened expressionlessly. When he heard someone suspected that Chen Mimi was instructing Ku Haier to steal the sword, he suddenly said, "Bastard!"

Jing Chenzi's face was flushed and he pulled his neck and said, "Senior Brother, what do you think you should do about this?"

Jing Zenzi said, "Bad boy, come out and I will ask you a few words."

Ku Child poked his head out and said, "You ask."

Jing Chanzi said: "You ran to Fengyi Pavilion three times today. Did someone lead the way in front and lead you?"

Ku Chi'er said in surprise: "How do you know?"

Everyone looked at each other. They grabbed Ku Haier and asked nothing for the past half day. Unexpectedly, Jing Zenzi's words led to such a big clue.

Jing Zenzi said, "What does that person look like?"

The bitter boy waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I didn't see clearly!"

"Then did he talk to you?"

"No, no!"

Jing Zenzi said, "This person is the person we are looking for."

Wang Xiaojun swept left and right, pointed at the security captain Liu Fatty and said, "Is there a surveillance monitor on Wudang Mountain?"

Fatty Liu flinched and said, "Only the mountain gate..." After seeing Wang Xiaojun's kung fu, he would be scared. If he hadn't been stopped the previous two times, he really had a fight with this evil god, he would be very slight now.

Jing Zenzi said: "The person who comes must have high light skills and will not be able to walk through the door."

Liu Ping whispered: "Senior Brother, be careful that the bitter boy would lie to you."

Jing Chanzi glared at him and said, "What can he lie to me? Do you really think he will steal the sword and return for fun? If an 8-year-old child steals adult money to buy candy, will he deliberately return to the front of the empty drawer for fun?"

"Uh..." Liu Ping was speechless.

"I think you are all stupid in practicing Taoism!" Jing Zenzi said angrily.

Wang Xiaojun couldn't help laughing. He had only met Jing Chanzi for a few minutes, but he felt that the old man's mind and thinking were completely different from those of the others in Wudang. He could clarify the main contradiction in the matter in a few simple words, and he was not surprised by the chaos. This kind of demeanor made him very fond of it.

Jing Chanzi said with a straight face: "Why are you laughing at? I haven't settled the account of my disciples yet."

Chen Mimi said: "Senior brother, you..."

The old man who had fought with Wang Xiaojun before hurriedly said, "Let me fight him!"

Chen Mimi said annoyedly: "Senior Brother Lingfeng, you are so unreasonable. You want to beat you when your injury is healed!"

Jing Chanzi pulled the Lingfeng back with one stone, and said with a giggle: "I'm kidding, this kid is nothing wrong. When I was 20 years old, I had to fight with them even if I encountered such a thing."

Ling Feng looked up and down at Wang Xiaojun again and said, "At a young age, he was injured again. He actually beat so many of our Wudang Sect to helplessness. You can." His words were not angry, but he really admired Wang Xiaojun. He had just tried those moves with Wang Xiaojun and felt that the other party's moves were so wonderful. He thought that it was a senior master from another sect, but he didn't expect that he was such a young boy.

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said, "It's nothing, there is no tiger in the mountains, and monkeys are the king." His words seemed to be humble, but in fact he belittled Zhou Chong, Jing Chenzi and others.

Jing Chanzi said seriously: "But the bitter child cannot leave Wudang for the time being, I have something to ask him."

Wang Xiaojun said: "What do you have to ask at one time? I have to take him away. He will be dead when he stays in Wudang."

Jing Chenzi glared at him: "What, do you still want to fight with my senior brother?"

Wang Xiaojun blew and said, "You have to move as long as you should!"

Jing Zenzi said, "Junior sister, what do you think?"

Chen Mimi said resolutely: "I will go down the mountain with them."

Jing Chenzi said, "You can go down the mountain, but Ku Chi must stay." He turned to Jing Chenzi and said, "Master, Ku Chi's wandering dragon power is extremely powerful, and he specializes in Tai Chi. You can't let him go down the mountain!"

At this moment, a man climbed up panting and said in a panting breath: "Come on, what's wrong?" It was Liu Laoliu.

Jing Chanzi glanced at him and said, "It turns out that the sixth brother has also been to Wudang."

When Liu Laoliu saw that the Wudang Sect was everywhere, Jing Chanzi was there, and said politely: "I dare not, why don't you dare, what's wrong with the leader?"

Jing Chanzi asked Liu Ping to tell the matter again, and then said, "Brother Six is ​​a well-known martial arts encyclopedia. So I'll ask you to infer the reason. Who wants to be inseparable from our Wudang, and who has the ability to do this?"

Liu Laoliu nodded, he walked to Fengyi Pavilion, then took out his small round sunglasses, waved to the people under him, "Come on a few more flashlights, I'm a pair of reading sunglasses."

After hearing this, several disciples flew onto the platform with flashlights. Liu Laoliu hurriedly said, "Everyone is standing next to you, don't destroy the scene." He walked around the platform. Wang Xiaojun and others had already stepped on it and there was footprint everywhere, and there was basically no research value. Liu Laoliu turned around each pillar a few times. Finally, he stopped in front of one and said, "Brother, please come up and take a look."

Jing Chanzi flew to Liu Laoliu, and Liu Laoliu pointed to the shallow mark on the pillar and said, "See, this person stole the sword while stepping on the beam on the pillar. Only this footprint was left at the low point, and it was not enough. It is rare to have a high level of lightness." He took off his sunglasses and handed them to Jing Chanzi. Jing Chanzi waved his hand and said, "Brother Six is ​​sure this is a footprint?"

"That's right!" Liu Laoliu said, "In the past, the soles of his feet were kicking the ground and slanted up to the inner top ten meters high. The only one with this kind of light skills and special habits in the world is the only one who has such light skills and special habits."

The crowd was thrilling, but they whispered: Who is Jinghong Jian?

Jing Chanzi was also moved and said: "I have been in the world for decades. Why haven't I heard of such a strange person?"

Liu Laoliudao: "This man acts low-key, but he has a hobby that he likes to collect famous swords. If I guess correctly, he steals the Zhenwu sword for the sake of the sword itself, and he has no intention of becoming an enemy with Wudang."

Liu Ping said coldly: "He stole the treasure of my town sect and said he was not hostile?"

Liu Laoliu said: "I hope he is just curious about borrowing the viewing and watching. Maybe he will return it whenever he wants to return it. I think you should just keep a low profile and ask about his whereabouts. Don't chase him with great fanfare, just to prevent him from destroying his sword. Of course, this is all my speculation, and it may have nothing to do with him."—

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