"Amitabha!"

Abbot Zhenhui was also attracted by the movement here. Abbot Zhenhui brought a group of monks to come over, saw the eleven tribute of Doctor Tang, and said, "Donor Tang, we are meeting again."

"Abbot Zhenhui! It's been a long time since I was gone." Doctor Tang returned a greeting.

After saying hello to Dr. Tang, Abbot Zhenhui looked at Ling Wude and said with a lewd look: "I am a monk Zhenhui, the leader of Tianjian Sect, I have long greetings!"

"Abbot Zhenhui..."

Before the greetings of Ling Wude, the leader of the Tianjian Sect, was interrupted by a thick voice.

"Bald donkey! I didn't expect you to arrive first! Cut!" An old man who looked sixty or seventy years old but full of energy came over with a group of disciples from another direction.

The old man glanced at everyone present, ignored the bald donkey, nor the leader of the Tianjian Sect, and asked directly: "Who is the disciple of the God of Martial Arts?"

"I." Mo Xuan raised his hand and said.

Abbot Zhenhui couldn't help but look at Mo Xuan. He also came because of the disciple of the Martial God. Originally, he thought it was caused by Zhang Dafu, a man who claimed to be a disciple of the Martial God, but when he saw that Mo Xuan recognized the identity of the Martial God disciple, he couldn't help but frown in confusion!

He still remembers Mo Xuan, the person who captured Zhang Dafu with him! That's why he was confused. Abbot Zhenhui glanced at the old man who asked who the disciple of the Martial God was, and decided to wait and see.

The old man looked at Mo Xuan up and down a few times. Mo Xuan's dim eyes and ordinary appearance made the old man smile and said, "It doesn't look very good! Are you really a disciple of the God of Martial Arts?"

"Yes." Mo Xuan nodded.

The old man still looked suspicious. Obviously, Mo Xuan's admission was of no use.

"President Tang, this young hero is indeed a disciple of the God of Martial God." Ling Wude kindly said to Mo Xuan when he saw the old man looked disbelief.

The old man looked at Ling Wude with some doubts and said, "Is Sect Master Ling really?"

"It's true!" Ling Wude affirmed.

"Boy, let me try it. Have you learned the skills of the God of Martial Arts!?"

Suddenly the old man grabbed Mo Xuan, and the catch was quick, accurate and ruthless! And it was also fickle, making it difficult to guess where this catch would fall.

Mo Xuan's body remained motionless, as if teleported, moved one position horizontally to avoid the old man's grasp!

"What are you doing?" Mo Xuan asked after easily avoiding the old man's attack. There was no much shock and anger in his tone. After all, the attack just now did not pose a threat to Mo Xuan, so Mo Xuan would certainly not be so angry.

"Boy, you're good at it!" The old man saw that his attack was so easy to avoid, and he secretly felt in his heart. He withdrew his hand and stopped tempting.

Ling Wude, Abbot Zhenhui, and the people around him couldn't help but feel sad when he saw the move Mo Xuan had just shown! The moment just now showed Mo Xuan's profound strength, which made everyone around him put away the underestimation in his heart!

"Old man, who are you? I don't know you, why are you attacking me?" Mo Xuan asked.

"I know your master!" The old man said, "I am a senior, I am awesome."

"There are many people who know my master." Mo Xuan clearly said the truth, but for some reason, he felt very slouching in his tone!

"You!" The old man was obviously very angry by Mo Xuan.

"Black Young Hero, this is the head of the Kunlun Sect, known as the Three Sages of Senior Tang Ju!" Ling Wude knew that Mo Xuan wanted to know the identity of the old man, but when he saw that Mo Xuan did not ask about the identity of the old man, he introduced Mo Xuan.

"Oh!" Mo Xuan looked at Ling Wude, feeling that Mo Xuan was very troubled to ask the old man, and asked Ling Wude: "Why did he attack me?"

"Because the leader of Tang is a survivor of the battle of the birth of the martial god!" Ling Wude sighed.

"The Battle of the Birth of the God of Martial Arts!?" Mo Xuan was puzzled.

"You don't know?" Ling Wude looked at Mo Xuan with a confused look on his face, "Aren't you a disciple of the Martial God? You may not know the battle of the birth of the Martial God!"

"When I first became a disciple, I didn't know that my master was a martial god! My master never told me about his own affairs." Mo Xuan explained.

"So that's it!" Ling Wude showed a gloomy look.

Then Ling Wude explained, "The so-called battle for the birth of the Martial God is more than 40 years ago when Shaolin Temple called on all major martial arts sects, martial arts families and heroes from all walks of life to fight with the Martial God. Because that battle was born! So that battle was called the battle for the birth of the Martial God."

"Oh, it turns out that's the case!" Mo Xuan understood. Isn't the so-called battle for the birth of the martial arts god the so-called battle of the birth of the martial arts god that Uncle Yuanbao said that the master defeated the martial arts world and turned the title of the martial arts demon into the title of the martial arts god!

"Is the battle of the birth of the God of Martial God?" The head of Tang showed his memories and fanaticism and said excitedly: "That battle of the God of Martial God impressed me! The figure of the God of Martial God! I will never allow anyone to defile the reputation of the God of Martial God!"

"Is that why I tried to test me? I don't think I'm the name of a martial god disciple!" Mo Xuan said suddenly.

Chief Tang nodded without hesitation and said, "That's right!"

"That's how..." Mo Xuan looked at the head of Chief Tang and couldn't help but become a little weird. The old man didn't expect that he would shake me! He was trained by his master!

"What's your look at you?" Chief Tang noticed the weirdness in Mo Xuan's eyes and asked frowned.

"Nothing." Mo Xuan looked away.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked into the venue with a group of people and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "President Tang, Master Ling, Abbot Zhenhui, you are all here!"

Seeing the visitor, Ling Wude smiled and said hello: "Brother Dugu! Long time no see!"

Abbot Zhenhui celebrating the eleven rites, "Dugu Donor!"

Master Tang: "Boy Dugu, you are here too."

Mo Xuan didn't know the middle-aged man, but Mo Xuan knew that the man must have come because of him, so Mo Xuan felt it was necessary to understand who the other party was first! So he asked Ling Wude, who was easy to talk to, "Who?"

"Dugu Aolai, the leader of the Dugu family, one of the three major martial arts families," Ling Wude said to Mo Xuan.

While Ling Wude was speaking, another group of people arrived, all wearing neat Taoist robes.

"Is that group of people again this time?" Mo Xuan asked as he looked at someone coming.

Ling Wude began to become a commentator again, "Wudang Sect..."

Then 66 people arrived, and all the three major families and five major sects came! When the five major sects and the three major families met, they all talked to each other, and at the same time they also inquire about the affairs of the disciples of the God of War!

The five major sects and three major families blocked Mo Xuan, Divine Doctor Tang and others, and the other onlookers were squeezed away by the five major sects and three major families, and could only watch from a distance.

The five major sects are: Tianjianmen, Shaolin Temple, Kunlun Sect, Wudang Sect, and Emei Sect

The three major families are: Dugu family, Dongfang family, and Lin family

These people surrounded Mo Xuan, Divine Doctor Tang and others. After knowing that Mo Xuan was the disciple of the God of Martial Arts, they were all observing Mo Xuan. Let Mo Xuan experience the feeling of being watched by animals in the zoo!

Mo Xuan felt uncomfortable being watched! However, being watched by so many people, Mo Xuan's introverted personality made him a little at a loss, and he was passively waiting for changes in the situation.

"Black donor, I don't understand something, so I don't want to ask for advice!" Abbot Zhenhui said.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xuan asked. Finally someone asked! Mo Xuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"A few days ago, I caught a man in black with you who claimed to be a disciple of the God of Martial God. Since you are a disciple of the God of Martial God, why didn't you tell the identity of the man in black at that time?" Abbot Zhenhui asked.

"I was accepted as a disciple by the Martial God after that."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!