Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 253 Dragon Claw Hand and the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth

While saying he was asking a question, his eyes were already fixed on Zeng Aniu. "Well, you call yourself Zeng Aniu, don't you?"

"You really fooled this old nun completely!" Abbess Miejue had been a traditionalist since she was ten years old, and now that she had been fooled by Zhang Wuji, she was naturally quite angry.

When the other martial arts masters heard that the young man in front of them was Zhang Wuji, they whispered among themselves. Many of them had come to Wudang Mountain on the day that Master Zhang turned ninety.

I still vividly remember that day; it was a terrifying experience. They had only gone to get Zhang Cuishan to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts, and those with grudges were seeking revenge, while those without were trying to steal knives.

If Zhang Cuishan really revealed Xie Xun's whereabouts, then it would naturally be considered a reformation, everyone would be on good terms, and they could even celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday together at Wudang.

If Zhang Cuishan is unwilling to betray Xie Xun, then giving a fake address would at least give everyone an explanation. After all, the martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions. Everyone has a grudge against Xie Xun. If Zhang Cuishan knows where Xie Xun is, who among us wouldn't go to Wudang to demand Xie Xun's return? Our reputation would be ruined, and how could we continue to establish our sect? The sect's cohesion would immediately crumble.

At worst, Zhang Cuishan could cry out, "Master, save me!" Your Wudang sect, relying on Zhang Zhenren's unparalleled martial arts, has been suppressing the five major sects.

That's one explanation.

Who would have thought that Nima Zhang Cuishan, because Yin Susu caused Yu Daiyan to be beaten and crippled, would contemplate suicide?

She committed suicide directly before the Five Great Sects. Yin Susu abandoned her child and wanted to die for love. Before she died, she blamed Zhang Cuishan's death on the Five Great Sects.

Although the five major factions are pretentious and feudal, there are also scoundrels among them.

However, objectively speaking, Zhang Cuishan's revenge against Xie Xun was justified. The main reason for his suicide was that Yin Susu had harmed Yu Sanxia and wiped out the entire镖局 (escort agency), and then kept quiet about it.

The final result was that the enmity between the five major sects and Xie Xun remained, and now a new conflict with Wudang had been added. Zhang Wuji was orphaned, Wudang lost Zhang Cuishan, Yin Tianzheng lost his beloved daughter, and the five major sects were unfairly blamed, further disrupting the order of the martial arts world...

After this incident, Zhang Sanfeng harbored some resentment towards the Ming Cult and the Five Major Sects.

Therefore, at this moment, the six major sects gathered on Bright Peak naturally had different opinions about Zhang Wuji.

The Wudang people were all shocked. They had heard Yin Liting say that Zhang Wuji had died on the cliff of Zhu Wu Lianhuan Manor, and they were saddened for a while. Now that they suddenly saw the real person, they were naturally surprised and delighted, but they also had some doubts.

Yin Liting had seen him before, so he blurted out:

"Wuji? Aren't you Zeng Aniu...?::...No!"

Yin Liting looked at the young man more closely and found that he looked more and more like his fifth brother, Zhang Cuishan. Moreover, the age was just right, so he was almost certain that the person in front of him was his nephew, Wuji.

She rushed to Zhang Wuji, grabbed his forearm with a mixture of nervousness and excitement, and said, "Wuji, are you really Wuji?"

Looking at Yin Liting's caring expression, Zhang Wuji recalled how, when he was a child, the people of Wudang took care of him every day because they thought he was the orphan of Zhang Cuishan, and they used their internal energy to suppress the cold poison for him.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he realized he could no longer conceal his identity. If someone forced him to reveal his godfather's whereabouts, he was prepared to die. So he softly said:

"Uncle Yin, it's me."

Upon hearing the words "Sixth Uncle Yin," Yin Liting was even more certain that this was Wuji. Tears welled up in Yin Liting's eyes, and with a clang, he threw down his longsword and tightly embraced Wuji.

"Wuji, so you're still alive! That's wonderful, that's wonderful!"

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu gathered around, all of them surprised and delighted. In an instant, their hearts were filled with joy, and they forgot all about the disputes and grudges between the six major sects and the Ming Cult.

Meanwhile, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng and Yin Yewang walked over.

Yin Yewang said, "You are my sister's child, Zhang Wuji?"

Because of Zhang Cuishan's death, Wudang and Tianying Sect had some enmity, but since it was Zhang Wuji's time to recognize his relatives, they did not object.

The maternal uncle is considered the most important person in a family, and if a child wants to recognize his maternal uncle or maternal grandfather, they won't stop him.

Seeing so many people caring about him, Zhang Wuji, who had lacked love for many years, was so overwhelmed with tears that he could no longer see the faces of his uncle and grandfather. He could only nod and agree.

At this heartwarming moment, Abbess Miejue spoke up:

"Hehe, our six major sects have sworn an oath to advance and retreat together to eliminate the evil forces of the Demonic Sect, but how did you, Hero Song, end up getting mixed up with those members of the Demonic Sect?"

The old nun couldn't stand it any longer. "Aren't you disgracing Master Zhang and the Wudang Sect?"

In the past, if anyone had mentioned Zhang Wuji and Yin Susu, Abbess Miejue would have called them "witches" and "bastards." But this time, she gave Song Yuanqiao face and did not say anything too harsh, only hoping that he would correct his stance.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao's expression naturally turned serious, and he said to Zhang Wuji:

"Wuji, come back with us."

Your great-grandfather has missed you very much all these years.

Zhang Wuji thought of his kind-faced, somewhat overbearing grandmaster and felt a deep longing for him, but he shook his head and said:

"Uncle Song, please stop fighting."

After wiping away his tears, Zhang Wuji walked to the center of the crowd and said:

"Today's conflict between the Ming Cult and the Six Major Sects is all a scheme orchestrated by treacherous individuals; you must not fall for it!"

A leading monk from Shaolin Temple stepped forward, slammed his water-milled staff into the ground, and immediately a bluestone slab shattered. He shouted loudly:

"What villain?! We, the Six Great Sects, are acting on behalf of Heaven to destroy the Demon Sect. You are ignorant and should not spout nonsense!"

Zhang Wuji immediately recognized the man as Yuanyin, the Shaolin monk who had driven his parents to their deaths. His eyes reddened instantly, but he kept telling himself that the priority was to resolve the conflict and prevent Cheng Kun's evil scheme from succeeding; personal grudges had to wait...

Murong Fu had just watched Zhang Wuji go out to talk, and he seemed quite mature, but now he was staring at the big monk without saying a word. He must be internally conflicted because of the suicide of his parents.

He then went out and said, "Brother Zhang Wuji is right, he is not talking nonsense."

The person who instigated the conflict between the six major sects and the Ming Cult was Xie Xun's master, Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand.

Everyone was startled when they heard this man's name. He was a formidable figure in the martial arts world decades ago, but he had gradually faded from the scene and no one had mentioned him since. However, they never expected to hear this wealthy young master mention him again today, which immediately sparked a flurry of discussion.

"This person was extremely famous back then, with exceptional martial arts skills and a quick mind."

"I didn't expect him to be Xie Xun's master? Xie Xun always left Cheng Kun's name when he killed people before, what kind of trick are these two up to?!"

"Who is this young master? He looks elegant and refined, but he doesn't seem to know any martial arts. He's probably all show and no substance."

"Heh, with your appearance, you're probably just a wooden, rotten spearhead, yet you dare to talk about someone else's young master."

Seeing the commotion, Yuanyin said:

"Who are you? How did Cheng Kun design this, and where is he?"

Murong Fu said, "I am Murong Fu from Gusu."

I just killed Cheng Kun; his body is in the tunnel.

"Left Envoy Yang, send someone to bring the body out for them to see."

Yang Xiao nodded. Murong Fu was their savior, and he was currently busy with matters concerning their Ming Cult. This small matter should naturally be handled.

Wei Yixiao went voluntarily; with his excellent lightness skill, he could come and go quickly.

After watching Wei Yixiao leave, Murong Fu continued:

"Cheng Kun has been lying low in your Shaolin Temple all these years, and his Buddhist name is Yuanzhen."

Shaolin suddenly became the focus of attention, with everyone staring at Murong Fu and Shaolin. Yuanyin angrily shouted:

"Kid, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

How could Senior Brother Yuanzhen possibly be Cheng Kun? How could he possibly have plotted against him?

As soon as he finished speaking, a corpse was thrown in front of the crowd. The corpse was dressed in Shaolin monk's robes and looked to be over seventy years old. It was Yuanzhen.

Wei Yixiao was ambushed and nearly died in the Holy Flame, so he naturally harbored resentment towards the attacker. He deliberately threw the weapon with excessive force, but thankfully the attacker was already dead.

Otherwise, you're bound to get hurt.

"Senior Brother Yuanzhen!"

When the Shaolin monks saw Cheng Kun's body, it turned out to be their usually taciturn senior brother Yuanzhen. Many of them were moved to tears, and many even had blood in their eyes.

Yuan Yin, seemingly driven mad, picked up Yuan Zhen and roared at Murong Fu, "Did you kill Senior Brother Yuan Zhen?!"

Murong Fu said, "It is me."

Fearing that the two would start fighting and the consequences would be difficult to manage, Zhang Wuji quickly said, "This Yuanzhen is Cheng Kun!"

This is absolutely true. If I were to lie, I would be worse than a pig or a dog, and I would be condemned to eternal damnation after death.

Although Zhang Wuji did not hear Yuanzhen admit it, Murong Fu's words were all reasonable, as if he knew everything. Zhang Wuji believed him and was willing to testify for him.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was so cooperative, Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

Good lad, I'll definitely make you a grandmaster someday.

I also need to help you solve the problem of having too many women around you and having difficulty choosing...

After Zhang Wuji finished speaking, almost no one present, except for the Wudang Sect and the Eagle Sect, believed him.

Just then, a man emerged, chanting Buddhist hymns. He was dressed in a grey monk's robe, with a dignified appearance, and carried a string of prayer beads in his left hand. It was none other than Kongxing, one of the three great monks of Shaolin. He stepped into the square and said, "You two brats actually killed your nephew Yuanzhen and then pinned all the blame on him. Did you think you could leave no evidence against him?!"

Before the heroes of the world, how can you so casually insult the reputation of Shaolin?

Such wickedness, how could I forgive you? The old monk will unleash a massacre today!

Then, with a roar, he attacked Murong Fu, taking a few steps forward and grabbing down at his head with his right hand. The grab stretched straight from his wrist to his fingers, and the force was extremely fierce.

"This is a dragon claw!"

Yin Tianzheng of the Ming Cult recognized the origin of the move and shouted it out to remind Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's fight against Kongxing was naturally an aid to his Ming Cult.

At this moment, Murong Fu had a different feeling when he looked at the dragon claw hand.

Then, with a flick of the fan, it struck the weak spot where the eighth move, "Capturing the Clouds," was losing its power, causing the Dragon Claw Hand to fail instantly.

The same applies to the subsequent "Snatching the Pearl," "Soaring Clouds," and "Offering Auspiciousness" moves; they were all broken by Murong Fu with just a light touch.

During the fight, Murong Fu also recounted how Cheng Kun harbored hatred for the Ming Cult, how he forced Xie Xun's wife to commit rape and killed her entire family, and how he caused the conflict between the Ming Cult and the Six Major Sects.

The regulations are detailed and clearly worded.

Only then did everyone gain a new understanding of Murong Fu's strength.

However, he was also quite dissatisfied with the idea of ​​emptiness in the play. How could a master of Shaolin Temple be treated like a monkey?