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Chapter 318 Who Are You?
When Ye Xietian and others left the ancient city, it was already six days later.

At the moment of leaving the ancient city, Ye Xietian spat out a turbid mouthful. The ancient city is not big or small, but there are countless masters in it. Fortunately, these people can't come out and can only live in the ancient city. Otherwise, the world will be in chaos.

From here, their next stop will be the first mountain of Taoism, Wudang Mountain.

"What is the strength of the hidden patriarch of Wudang Mountain?" Ye Xietian asked.

"Number two in the world!" Li Xiaotian said.

"It's more than one level higher than you." Ye Xietian said.

"If you look at my current ability to return to the Saint Realm, I'm actually not much worse than him."

"The difference between No. [-] in the world and No. [-] in the world?" Ye Xietian asked in amazement, but Li Xiaotian himself said that the gap between him and the top ten people in the world is like nothing else.

"That man Qingzhi's force is already the most extreme in martial arts." Li Xiaotian said.

Ye Xietian snorted, and stopped talking.

He really wanted to know what kind of strength the Shaolin monk, who was called the number one among the top ten people in the world, had the ability to subdue the other nine out of the top ten people in the world.

After the three of Ye Xietian rested for a while, they started to rush to Wudang Mountain.

Along the way, Li Youshi watched the mountains of Wudang, and praised the majesty and grandeur of the mountains without hesitation.

Li Xiaotian said: "Hundreds of years ago, Wudang became famous because of its mountains, and because of Zhang Sanfeng's sanctification, it became famous as a hundred thousand mountains."

"It seems that I underestimated the number one mountain in the Jianghu." Ye Xietian came here last time for Lin Qinghan, and he was in a hurry, so naturally he didn't appreciate the scenery along the way.

Watching this time today, I really underestimated this Wudang where Zhang Sanfeng had already entered the realm of a saint.

The Jingle Palace at the northern foot is the destination of the three of them this time.

After walking for about half an hour, the three of them arrived outside the Qingxin Hall of Jingle Palace.

Li Xiaotian stood outside the Qingxin Hall, looking at the long plaque with a history of hundreds of years.On the Hall of Pure Heart, there is the awe-inspiring righteousness written by Zhang Junbao himself.

"It's good to keep righteousness forever."

Ye Xietian looked at a mysterious and mysterious Dao Ran righteousness surrounding him, but he couldn't raise his internal strength even a little.

"A sage is the ultimate, even Qing Zhi would not be the opponent of Zhang Junbao 500 years ago. If he wants to be evenly matched, he still has ten years to go." After Li Xiaotian finished speaking, countless sword qi rang like a thunderous bell, The saint's energy backed away in horror, the saint's energy with the great righteousness of the letter could no longer get close to Ye Xietian and the others.

"Even if it is the ultimate sage state, it is just a remnant of aura. You dare to dance in front of me, you don't take people in this world seriously." Li Xiaotian said.

As soon as Li Xiaotian finished speaking, his white energy kept rising, and he came from heaven and earth alone, illusory, but possessed the purest aura of righteousness.

On this day, 500 years since Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, who suppressed the entire rivers and lakes for a hundred years, reappeared!
Nine people in the world looked at the sky, and the hearts of countless heavens trembled. Dao Ran's upright spirit swayed into the sky. The headmaster of Longhushan carried a long sword on his back, with cold brows and scowling eyes, without the usual kindness.

Daoist Qingwu walked out of Qingxin Hall, bells and drums rang together, and countless Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain poured into Yongle Palace.

In front of the Qingxin Hall, looking at Zhang Junbao standing in front of the hall, Wudang Mountain's head teacher Qing Wu took the lead, and countless Taoist priests followed, kneeling down one after another, and the sound of Patriarch Master resounded through the sky.

At this time, a shocking rainbow appeared, and an old figure half-kneeled in the air carrying countless Dao Yun.

"Disciple pays homage to master!"

He is Zhang Changling, he is Zhang Junbao's apprentice, he ranks second among the ten people in the world.

He has been in seclusion for 30 years, and he has not been seen in the world for 30 years.

"The realm of a saint? Disciple, among the ten people in the world today, where do you rank?" Zhang Junbao asked with his eyes slightly open, looking at Zhang Changling who was kneeling in mid-air.

"A disciple with no talent, he ranks second among the top ten people in the world!" Zhang Changling said.

"It seems that today's Jianghu in the world has not declined. Your realm ranks second, but it is much higher than the Jianghu in my time."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a sigh, and turned his gaze to Li Youshi who was behind Li Xiaotian, and exclaimed, "What a 13-year-old at the beginning stage."

Immediately afterwards, he said with a smile: "I don't know if you are willing to join my Wudang? As long as you join my Wudang, I can personally appoint you as the new headmaster of the next generation of Wudang!"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire Yongle Palace was in an uproar, and countless Taoist priests looked at the young man with envy in their hearts.

At this time, Zhang Changling also turned his attention to Li Youshi, and his eyes were suddenly filled with surprise. There is still such a talented young man here. After 30 years of retreat, how much luck has been poured into the rivers and lakes to give birth to such a young man? Zhong Tiandizhiling's genius.

Qingwu looked at this son, his eyes were also ecstatic, what a dao rhyme, if this son was given a period of sixty years, he would definitely be a strong man at the saint level, and Wudang's status in the Jianghu would be regarded as It is not as good as Shaolin, and it can definitely narrow the gap. If ten people in this generation are buried in the earth in another hundred years, who else in this world can be this son's opponent?
The 500-year prosperity of Wudang is just around the corner.

They are all smart people, how could they not know such a simple truth.

For them, embracing this son at this moment is embracing No. [-] in the world a hundred years later, that is embracing Wudang Daxing a hundred years later.

"Big brother, I don't want to stay here." At this moment, Xiao Youshi tugged at Ye Xietian's sleeve beside him, and said with a pitiful face.

He hasn't repaid Ye Xietian's kindness yet, so he can't stay here.

Grandpa said that one must repay a favor, and for Ye Xietian who gave him a meal, he will definitely return it ten times and a hundred times.

Ye Xietian smiled, and then looked at the old man standing in mid-air, full of immortal demeanor.

"He said he didn't want to stay here." Ye Xietian looked at him and said calmly.

What is the second in the world, what is the saint, what is the number one in the world 500 years ago.

For him, as long as Xiao Youshi doesn't want to stay here, no one can make him stay here.

This is Ye Xietian's unique arrogance.

"Who are you?" Zhang Changling looked at him and asked.

"Ye Xietian!" Ye Xietian replied.

Zhang Changling frowned slightly. Could it be related to the Ye family in the capital? If so, this matter would be difficult.

"Who is your father?" He asked again.

"My father's name is poor, so it's better not to reveal his old man's name." Ye Xietian said.

Whether it is Changling or Zhang Junbao, they are both strong in the Saint Realm, and he doesn't want his father to get into trouble because of him.

(End of this chapter)