Taixuan Yang Guo brought Zhang Wuji to the foot of Wudang Mountain. Local officials were waiting there, and the Wudang Five Wudang Heroes were all waiting aside.

Taixuan and Yang Guo and Zhang Wuji got out of the car, and a group of civil and military officials knelt down and said, "We will pay homage to the Supreme Emperor, the Supreme Emperor Sheng'an. Pay a visit to Taixuan Daojun."

Yang Guo waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you should do whatever you should do! Why do you make such a big noise? My master and I came here to hide our whereabouts to avoid disturbing the people. This time we came just for the affairs of my disciples and with Zhang Zhenren. It was the ancestor of Quanzhen Sect and the Supreme Elder who came to find the ancestor of Wudang to discuss the truth, rather than the Supreme Emperor of the Han Dynasty and the National Master."

After saying that, Yang Guo walked forward and walked towards the Five Heroes of Wudang. Taixuan followed Yang Guo, and Zhang Wuji was the last one.

Zhang Sanfeng had already explained that he would kowtow all the five heroes of Wudang. First, Taixuan and Yang Guo had noble identities, and second, Taixuan was a Taoist senior. By seniority, even Zhang Sanfeng was just a disciple and grandchild. Therefore, when Song Yuanxiao saw Yang Guo and Taixuan, they knelt down and kowtowed, "The seventh son of Wudang met Senior Taixuan, and Senior Yang."

Yang Guo didn't say anything this time. He was a native of the court just now. It happened to be appropriate for him to speak as the emperor of the Supreme Emperor to stop everyone. At this time, it was said that he was visiting Wudang as the elder of Quanzhen Sect and the ancestor. The master was present, so it was naturally appropriate for his master to speak.

Taixuan waved his hand, and a strong wind brushed away from the sleeves of Wudang people. The Wudang people felt a powerful force pushing themselves up from the bottom to the top, and they couldn't stand it. They stood up and their hearts were shocked.

Although they heard Zhang Sanfeng tell the story of Taixuan, they had never experienced the era when Taixuan single sword and one single branch was unique. They thought that he was the best master in the world, and the heroes respected it and admired it. At this time, Taixuan could not control it, and stood up at once, and felt that Taixuan's strength was unfathomable.

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but think: "This Taixuan Zhenren is indeed extremely skilled in martial arts. Not to mention that people over a hundred years old are still as good as people in their twenties or thirties, just talking about this deep internal strength, but with a slight blow to the five of us and others, it's true!"

He thought again: "If it were a mentor, could he do it? Yes, he must be able to do it. He is known as Nanxian and has created my foundation in Wudang. He must have this strength."

"But, Zhenren Fang Qingyuan, the eighth disciple of Zhenren Taixuan, is as famous as Master. Zhenren Taixuan can teach such a disciple, probably better than Fang Qingyuan. Can Master really compare with him?"

Not to mention that Song Yuanqiao and others were all distracting, they heard Zhang Wuji shouting: "Uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle, sixth uncle, seventh uncle, I'm back, Wuji is back."

Zhang Wuji threw himself in front of Song Yuanqiao and others, knelt on the ground, crying with tears flowing.

Song Yuanqiao and others cried and shouted, "Wuji? It's Wuji who is back!" Everyone was overjoyed, and Yin Liting said, "I saw this kid just now, but I couldn't see it clearly. It was him."

Song Yuanqiao helped Zhang Wuji up and said, "Good boy, you have suffered, get up quickly."

All of them were around Zhang Wuji to ask about his well-being, but Zhang Songxi was careful and shouted, "Okay, Wuji was very happy to come back, but today Taixuan Zhenren and Senior Yang came to my Wudang, but we did not lead the two seniors up the mountain. What kind of style is this? Let's invite two seniors up the mountain as soon as possible!"

Song Yuanqiao and others quickly tidied up their appearance. Song Yuanqiao said, "Two seniors, forgive me. I am so happy that I have lost my composure when I see Wuji. Please go up the mountain, two seniors!" He said, "and waved his hand.

Tai Xuan said: "It's okay, Guo'er has already taken Wuji as his disciple. You and I are a family. There is no need to be so polite. Let's go up the mountain!" As he said that, he used the "Jin Yan Gong", soared into the air, and went straight to Wudang to the top. Yang Guo, Song Yuanqiao and others followed behind him.

Not long after, Taixuan went to the top of Wudang. As soon as he went to Wudang, he saw an old Taoist standing in front of the door of Wudang Zhenwu Hall. His beards were all white and beautiful, with a turtle-shaped crane back, big ears and round eyes, and his beard was like a halberd, which had a fairy-like style.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Taixuan, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior Taixuan, I am polite to Sanfeng."

Tai Xuan did not dare to neglect her. He held his right hand in front of his chest and replied with a polite manner: "You are polite, Zhen Zhang, you are a master, and you can just talk with us among the peers. Besides, I came here for Wuji and the sermon."

Zhang Sanfeng said happily: "Wuji? Could it be that this child met his senior? It was really the fate of this child." As he said that, he reached out and pointed and said: "Senior, please go to the hall to talk."

Taixuan was not polite, and walked into the hall in front of his head. Zhang Sanfeng followed him. The two walked into the Zhenwu Hall and sat down. Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly asked, "Senior Taixuan, you just said that you came for Wuji, but you didn't know what happened to Wuji, the child."

Taixuan smiled and said, "Zhang Zhenren doesn't know yet! Wuji is now my Quanzhen disciple."

"I met Wuji when I came out of Kunlun Glacier. Seeing that he was suffering from cold poison, I passed on his "Nine Yang True Sutra". This child is kind-hearted and has a fate with me. Unfortunately, I no longer accept disciples, so I ordered him to follow him. Now he is the fifth generation disciple of Quanzhen."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "This is Wuji's fate." He sighed and said, "This child is the only descendant of Cuishan. Cuishan is extremely intelligent, quick and studious. I wanted to be the descendant of the robe and bowl, but unfortunately he died in an impulse. Wuji is his only descendant. He has a good temperament and good qualifications. If he does not worship Quanzhen, he will definitely be the pillar of my Wudang. Now that he is lucky enough to be a disciple of Zhenren, I hope Zhenren will be a good teaching."

Tai Xuan said: "This child is young, but he has also figured out the way he will go in the future. I will naturally support him with all my strength and will not let him suffer any grievances."

Zhang Sanfengqi said: "Oh? But I don't know what Wuji wants to do?"

Taixuan smiled mysteriously and said, "Is this? You know it in the future. Zhenren Zhang, I haven't loosened my muscles and bones since I came out of the mountain for a long time. I want to ask Zhenren Zhang for advice, but I hope the Zhenren will give me some advice."

Zhang Sanfeng bowed and said, "Taixuan Zhenren used to conquer all over the world with one sword, and fought alone in all directions, fighting invincible all over the world. No one knows, no one knows, and no one knows. The old Taoist believes that he is unable to defeat and is willing to give up the disadvantage."

Taixuan said: "It's not true, why should Zhenren Zhang be so humble? Zhenren used his own strength to create many unique skills in Wudang and set up a foundation for Wudang. Taixuan longed for it and admired it very much, so why not communicate."

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Since that's the case, it's better to obey orders than respect. The old Taoist asked Senior Taixuan for some advice."

Tai Xuan said: "Please."

Zhang Sanfeng pointed and formed a palm, slapped towards Taixuan lightly, silently, just like a child playing house.
Chapter completed!