However, at this moment, when Zhao Zhensong responded with a smile, quietly, Zhang Shouqing's light and light expression gradually changed, and his tone became a little sharp.

"This time the Tianfu was opened, the Longmen Sect is really a big deal. It has recruited a large number of disciples, just like the so-called saints in the secular world. It is really a religion without distinction. As long as you have naive talent, no matter race or nationality, you can join the Longmen Sect."

Zhao Zhensong finally noticed Zhang Shouqing's tone change, with a hint of dissatisfaction, but he did not respond. No matter how many reactions he had, he just put away his smile and listened seriously.

"Sir Zhao, you are also very clear that unlike other secular cultivators, the Wudang Sect is deeply involved in the secular royal family and has received a lot of favors from the secular court. From the construction of the main hall to the provision of various cultivation resources, and the division of surrounding fiefs, the Wudang Sect cannot act without any scruples like other cultivators, regardless of the feelings of the secular court."

Zhang Shouqing paused, took a deep breath, and released the Buddha to organize language, and it seemed to be brewing emotions. After a moment of silence, he continued to speak.

"I heard that among the disciples recruited by the Longmen Sect, there are many nomadic people from places outside the pass, including Mongolians, Jurchens, and Tibetans. Moreover, many of them have a low status in the Longmen Sect."

"On the surface, the nomadic peoples in these places are all within the jurisdiction of the secular court. However, in recent years, the Mongols in the north and the Jurchens in Liaodong have begun to move and look at the Central Plains."

"At this time, if you agree to the proposal of Wang's nephew, and all secular cultivators form alliances or even merge, the Wudang Sect will become one of them, not to mention me, even the heads of other peaks will probably be difficult to agree."

"The head teacher—"

In a hurry, Zhao Zhensong couldn't help but want to say something. As soon as he interrupted, he had only had time to say two words, but was interrupted by Zhang Shouqing waved his hand.

"Zhao Captain Zhao, everyone knows very well that whether it is the Mongols, Jurchens, or other ethnic minorities, whenever a strong man appears, not to mention a strong man at the Nascent Soul level, or a strong man at the Jedan level, the corresponding race has begun to break away from the control of the secular court. Isn't this the root of the chaos in the southwest?"

I don’t know when, Zhang Shouqing’s expression became extremely complicated, and it was more of a vicissitudes of solemnity. He kept sighing and continued to speak.

"It is not difficult to imagine that once a strong man at the Nascent Soul level is a backer, or a strong man at the Nascent Soul level appears in the clan, especially the latter situation, there is no doubt that the corresponding area will gradually detach from the control of the secular court and go independently, thus bringing greater threats."

"Master, are you too worried about it?"

Zhao Zhensong no longer remained silent. He first asked back and continued earnestly: "Don't say it's difficult to see what the head teacher said. Even if it happens, that's normal. What's the matter with worrying about?"

"After all, it is normal for a dynasty to rise and change. What are we cultivators who have to worry about?"

"What's more, as for the secular court's support for the Wudang Sect, it was not for nothing? Since Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty, the Wudang Sect has contributed a lot to the secular court and has cultivated many medical saints."

"And, in every foreign war, many of the foreign enemy practitioners are responsible for dealing with by the Wudang Sect. You can say without any hesitation that the Wudang Sect does not owe anything to the secular court. If there were no Wudang Mountain to restrain them, how could the people of the Zhengyi Sect be so honest? I'm afraid that the imperial power of the secular court would have been subverted long ago."

Zhang Shouqing didn't argue anything anymore. He knew very well that in his heart that Zhao Zhensong was the first of Wudang Fuzhen Peak, but he was more a lawyer of the Longmen Sect, and more accused the interests of the Longmen Sect first.

Especially with the current Longmen Sect, the advantages of the Literature Sect are becoming more and more obvious, and gradually replaced the leader lineage. Naturally, Zhao Zhensong worked harder.

At this time, Zhao Zhensong wanted to say something and tried to convince Zhang Shouqing to agree to the Wudang Sect to be incorporated into the Longmen Sect, but was calmly interrupted by Zhang Shouqing.

"Okay, Shouzhu Zhao, that's better to do that first. As for the merger, let's talk about it later. Although I will not support the Longmen Sect in Wudang, I will not object or stop it. This is the maximum I can do. Please understand and understand fellow Taoist Fuyangzi, please don't say it again."

For a moment, Zhao Zhensong couldn't help but feel silent. Although he wanted to fight for something, he finally gave up when he saw Zhang Shouqing's firm expression and had to make corresponding concessions. It was difficult to force it.

Otherwise, things will not be beautiful and will hurt each other's friendship.

"Okay~ Master, then let's do it for now."

Of course, Zhao Zhensong was also very clear in his heart. Zhang Shouqing said so much, said a thousand reasons, and said his helplessness. It was just an excuse, just perfunctory.

At a height of 1,000 meters—

The magical instruments that have become larger and larger are swiftly wrapped by the energy cover, bringing out bursts of sounds of breaking through the air. Under the sunlight, the energy cover is shining with a sparkling light and flickering.

Above the tripod, within the shining energy cover, Deacon Yun sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest. Although he closed his eyes, the magic weapon was still moving forward in an orderly manner with the perception of his divine thoughts.

At this moment, Zixiao's team sat around and maintained a considerable distance from the other two training teams. To be precise, the other two teams were unwilling to get involved in the whirlpool of two third-grade alchemists and deliberately kept a distance from Zixiao's team.

If they could, they were even more reluctant to ride this magic weapon and walked with Zhang Jingxiu and others. It can be seen from their bitter expressions and can be seen.

"Junior Brother Zhang, here Peng Tongwei, the inner disciple of Zixiao Palace, is also Huang Mingyou's senior brother."

"Hello, Senior Brother Peng, Zhang Chongsheng has met Senior Brother."

Under the leadership of Peng Tongwei, the members of Zixiao team introduced themselves one after another and were kind to Zhang Jingxiu.

"Senior Brother Zhang, junior sister He Keyi, is an inner disciple of Xuanyue Island."

"Senior Brother Zhang, junior brother Duan Zishan, is an inner disciple of Yuxu Island."

"Lu Yeming, a disciple of Chunyang Island."

"Gao Ximing, a disciple of Qiongtai Island."

"Li Xu'an, a disciple of Taiji Lake Jingfeng."

"Hai Gelu, the disciple of Jinglefeng."

Zhang Jingxiu smiled and responded politely one by one with his own fake name. However, listening to each name, Zhang Jingxiu always felt a strange feeling, always feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

Three Peaks and Four Islands—

The main peak lineage—
Chapter completed!