Hearing Li Sanqing's words, Yang Yiyun smiled and said that he knew.

In fact, he had seen from afar that this pine forest was secretly in line with the way of the formation, and in his eyes, it was now the basis of the formation, even if he could enter and exit freely with his eyes closed.

But there is no need to pretend to be forced in front of Li Sanqing, people are well-intentioned, just follow along.

After walking and stopping, I finally walked out of the pine forest after half an hour, and there were attic temples in my sight, all ancient buildings, and the word Wudang on the tall mountain gate.

"Master, we have arrived. Li Sanqing said with a smile.

"Let's go~" Yang Yiyun nodded.

The two of them stepped on the Wudang Mountain Gate one after the other.

The whole Wudang is built on a hundred zhang high mountain, extending in a north-south direction, each section has ancient buildings, according to Li Sanqing's proud statement, these buildings are the foundation of the building from the Ming Dynasty, and the second construction of the Qing Dynasty has formed the current scale.

It has a historical heritage and covers an area, which is very shocking at a glance, and it shows the momentum and spirit of the ancient sect everywhere.

In Yang Yiyun's heart, Wudang is like this, so what about the other ancient sects?

I'm afraid that a family is stronger than a family, right?

After stepping into the mountain gate, I went up 900 steps, and when I arrived at the martial arts arena in Wudang, a square covering an area of more than 500 square meters appeared.

A group of Taoist priests of different ages dressed in Taoist robes greeted them.

Yang Yiyun seemed to have no less than eighty or ninety people, and it was interesting that they were clearly divided into two factions.

Baishan was impressively in the ranks, and the leader beside him was a white-haired and child-faced Taoist priest, with a red light on his face, and his breath was powerful, Yang Yiyun's spiritual sense swept away, this old Taoist was actually a master of the innate sixth layer.

On the other side, the leader is also an old Taoist, with a long goatee, but on the contrary to the former, this person's hair and beard are very black, and his cultivation is stronger than the former, and he should be at the peak level of the innate sixth layer.

These two people should be the masters of Wudang at the moment, and they are also the leaders.

It seems that there is no discrepancy with what Baishan said, and Wudang is really in the midst of infighting.

There are two distinct factions.

In addition, in Yang Yiyun's spiritual sense, among the eighty or ninety people, there were more than twenty ancient martial artists who had stepped into the innate world.

This is a very scary number.

Twenty-eight congenitals.

The Baishan side obviously occupies a small number of congenital beings, adding up to a total of thirteen people, of course, most of them are in the first and second layers of the congenital stage, two people in the fourth layer of the congenital layer, one person in the fifth layer, and one person in the sixth layer.

On the other side, there are fifteen people led by Blackbeard Lao Dao, two more than the Baishan side, but there are many masters, in addition to the peak of the six layers of the congenital of Blackbeard Lao Dao, there are three people in the fifth layer of the congenital layer, five people in the fourth layer of the congenital, and the rest are the first and second layers of the congenital.

In the world of ancient warriors, the fists of the strong decide everything.

Blackbeard's master of the old way side can simply squeeze the side of the hundred mountains.

No wonder Wudang wants to fight among themselves, Baishan is like a savior when he sees himself.

It's a miracle that Blackbeard's side hasn't rebelled until now.

In the final analysis, the infighting in Wudang is actually a matter of selecting their respective heirs.

It is clear that whoever has the big fist will be justified.

In an instant, the twenty-eight innate people in the spiritual sense looked aside, as for the others, they were all five people of dark energy, but they should not be underestimated, all of them were at least seven or eight layers of dark energy, and most of them were the peak of the ninth layer of dark energy, and they could step into the innate level at any time.

According to Baishan, they are the orthodox lineage of Wudang, the first generation of the real lineage of the Zhangjiao, and the other side is the branch, and they insist on pure martial arts and do not alchemy, so after the current Zhangjiao closed the dead, Wudang has been leaderless for ten years.

Now when the new head of the sect is elected, there is a powerful side party that wants to elect their people.

Baishan's side naturally disagrees, and the lineage is the root, this is their point of view.

The other party thinks that the power is the ability, the previous set will not work, the alchemy is useless, the pure martial arts are more rapid breakthroughs, haven't you seen the results of so many years?

The battle between the two rooms is more like a politics.

Yang Yiyun looked at the innate master on Blackbeard's side, and felt that he had been picked into a big pit, and cursed Baishan countless times in his heart.

Dog's day, one person at the peak of the congenital sixth layer, three people from the congenital fifth layer, five people from the congenital fourth layer, not to mention the rest, just one congenital sixth-layer peak is enough for him to drink a pot.

Yang Yiyun knew that he was not sure about the upper six layers of the congenital layer, because he was the realm of the first layer of the foundation building period, which was theoretically equivalent to the first layer of the innate layer, but the real strength could exert the power of the innate five layers, plus spells, etc., and he could also compete with the sixth layer, but that's all, the innate people added up to a full fifteen people, what kind of force is this, Yang Yiyun knows very well.

Definitely a big pit.

Just when Yang Yiyun followed Li Sanqing to approach everyone, Baishan and the white-haired and child-faced old man beside him greeted them from afar and said loudly: "Wudang disciples welcome the ancestor~"

"Welcome to the ancestors~"

With Baishan taking the lead, all the Wudang disciples behind him got up to pay respects, and they bowed respectfully.

Even the white-haired and childlike old Tao is no exception.

On the other side, the old man Blackbeard was indifferent, and the people behind him didn't move, and they didn't move a step and didn't move.

Yang Yiyun complained bitterly in his heart, it seems that the contradiction between the two rooms has reached a critical point, maybe his arrival today is a fuse.

I greeted Baishan 10,000 times in my heart, you are pushing your buddies into the fire pit, I knew that there were so many masters in Wudang, I didn't care about such a bad thing, you guys don't care about me, Sikong Yuan's inheritance was obtained by accident, I didn't treat Sikong Yuan as a master.

It is you Wudang who regard Sikong Yuan as the ancestor master.

Cursing in his heart is cursing, but in front of so many people, Yang Yiyun can't say anything, but also show his demeanor, he is now the master of Yunmen, and in the future, Yunmen medicine will develop, and he will have to be faceless in front of these ancient sects, and he can't be rude.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and a powerful old dao on his face hurriedly stepped forward to support Baishan and the white-haired child, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, please get up quickly, you can torture me, I am really not a Wudang ancestor." ”

Faced with such a situation that was obviously a 'super fire pit', Yang Yiyun thought about it or kept a low profile, he understood that if he admitted that he was the ancestor of Wudang, it would only aggravate the resentment of the old man with the black beard.

After Baishan and the white-haired and child-faced old man got up, he hurriedly introduced Yang Yiyun: "Don't say that, Master, you are still the personal disciple of Sikong Yuanzu, and you are also the first generation of our Wudang master, and you are the ancestor of our entire Wudang." ”

Baishan spoke very loudly, and glanced back intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was listening to Blackbeard's old way.

After finishing speaking, he introduced Yang Yiyun to the white-haired and childlike old way, and said: "Master, this is my master and uncle~"

"I've seen the Ming Jue Dao Chief~" Yang Yiyun saluted the white-haired old Taoist.

"The ancestor is serious, so I can't help it~" Ming Jue stopped again and again, and his face was flustered.

Yang Yiyun can see that this Ming Jue and Baishan are not stupid people, they are determined to pull themselves into the water and mix them with their martial arts.

Mingjue's eyes were shining, it was obvious that he was a very shrewd old immortal, and he was even more respectful than Baishan.

But Yang Yiyun didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he couldn't help but whisper to Baishan and Mingjue: "I can't get along with the two of you Wudang, since I'm here today, I'm a guest, don't pull me into the water?"

Baishan looked stunned and blushed a little.

The corners of Ming Jue Lao Dao's mouth twitched, but then he also whispered: "Master, it is already a fact that you have obtained the inheritance of Sikong Yuan Patriarch, that is, the first generation of our Wudang Sect Master, is our Wudang Ancestor, and besides, it's all here, do you think you can still jump out?"

Even if we are willing, my junior brother is not willing, oh yes, that blackbeard is my junior brother 'Qianjue' He is very deep in the city, and now I am afraid that I have already held a grudge against you, so the ancestor, that is, from Ze'anzhi.

You can rest assured in your safety, you are the inheritance disciple of Sikong Yuan Patriarch, and he will never dare to touch you, if he dares to touch you, he will deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, and the forbidden land will be the elder will make a move, so please also ask the ancestor to be a martial arts ancestor for a while today. ”

When Ming Jue Lao Dao spoke, his eyes flashed, and his face was honest and tepid.

But in Yang Yiyun's ears, he almost defrauded his lungs.

"Old Immortal still said that other people's cities are very deep, why are you so scheming, right?" Yang Yiyun cursed in his heart.

But thinking about it, what Ming Jue said was also the truth, and he endured it with his teeth.

However, at this moment, a cold snort came: "Wudang Master's Ancestor, who kind of ancestor is it? Mingjue's old foolishness, right?"

Yang Yiyun chuckled in his heart and said secretly: "The time to come has finally come." This voice was the voice of Blackbeard's old man, and the tone was not good.