Seeing Chu Qinghe's calm and confident expression, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "It seems that you are very confident, young friend!"

Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "This concerns the inheritance and the entire sect. Isn't this the only option left for Master Zhang?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng hesitated slightly.

After a few breaths, Zhang Sanfeng gave Chu Qinghe a deep look and said, "It is rare to see someone as observant as you at such a young age."

Chu Qinghe smiled slightly at this, then reached into his robes and took out a pill bottle, placing it on the table.

"Break Master Yu's hands and feet, then administer half of the medicinal wine internally and half externally, and use Master Zhang's true qi to guide and refine the medicinal effects. His injuries will naturally heal within an hour."

After examining the pill bottle on the table for a while, Zhang Sanfeng gently raised his hand and used a special energy to draw the bottle into his own hand. Then, he took out a seal about the size of a thumb from his pocket.

It looks like an ordinary bronze piece, except for some patterns, and the words "Junbao" are engraved on the bottom.

After placing the seal on the table, Zhang Sanfeng lightly tapped the table with one finger, and the seal was pushed in front of Chu Qinghe by an invisible force.

"Since you are unwilling to recognize people by their true appearance, if you wish for this old Taoist to repay this favor in the future, you can have someone take this item to the Wudang Sect."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe reached out and put the seal into his pocket.

Then he slowly stood up and said, "Now that the matter is settled, I will not bother Master Zhang any longer."

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Zhang Sanfeng also stood up and said, "This old Taoist will see you off, young friend."

Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Master Zhang."

"polite."

……..

After an incense stick had burned, Zhang Sanfeng stood at the Wudang Mountain gate, watching Chu Qinghe and his companions slowly descend the steps. He couldn't help but sigh, "I never expected that after all these decades, such a figure would emerge in the Ming Dynasty. I wonder if it's a good thing or a bad thing!"

After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly coughed a few times.

Upon hearing Zhang Sanfeng cough, the Taoist priest standing nearby asked, "Senior brother, are you alright?"

When asked by Mu Daoren, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "It's nothing. It's just that the poison that the Demon Master was poisoned with yesterday has not yet been cleared, and the injuries on my body have not yet healed."

The wooden Taoist priest standing to the side spoke up: "According to what Elder Xu said last night in the Zhenwu Hall, Pang Ban is the one who captured Yuanqiao and Shenggu. Senior brother, what are your plans?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly and said, "It seems that once my injuries heal, I will have no choice but to make a trip to the Demon Master's Palace of the Great Yuan Dynasty."

Then, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Mu Daoren and said, "Now that Yuanqiao is not here and I am also injured, I will probably have to go into seclusion for a while. The burden of Wudang will have to be placed on your shoulders."

In response to Zhang Sanfeng's words, Mu Daoren bowed and said, "Senior brother, rest assured about removing the poison and healing your injuries. With your junior brother here, nothing will happen in Wuzhong."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, sighed, and then leaped into the air.

Watching Zhang Sanfeng's figure move towards the back of Wudang Mountain, a smile involuntarily appeared on the aged face of the Wood Taoist.

"Finally, I've taken this seat."

...

Half an hour later, as a carriage arrived at the foot of the back mountain of Tianjun Peak next to Tianzhu Peak, Chu Qinghe and his companions, who had already changed their appearances, jumped down from the foot of the back mountain and entered the carriage.

As the carriage wheels turned and crushed the gravel on the ground, Qu Feiyan, who was standing at the front of the carriage, asked, "Young Master, what kind of riddle were you and that Master Zhang playing earlier?"

In response to Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe, who was lying lazily in the carriage, said, "It's nothing. It's just that the antidote I gave to Master Zhang yesterday not only cured the poison I was given, but also cured the poison that Pang Ban and the others had given him."

Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan exclaimed in astonishment, "All cured? Then why does Master Zhang still look so terrible today? I thought Master Zhang hadn't forced out the poison that Pang Ban had given him yet!"

To this, Chu Qinghe said lazily, "Pretending."

The three women outside the carriage were stunned when those two words were uttered.

Qu Feiyan asked in confusion, "Now that Pang Ban has retreated, the Wudang Sect is no longer a threat. Why does Master Zhang still pretend to be injured and have unresolved poison in his body?"

At this moment, as if she had thought of something, Shuimu Yinji spoke up: "You mean, that Master Zhang is guarding against Daoist Mu?"

Chu Qinghe gave a soft "hmm".

After confirming with Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan asked in astonishment, "Could it be that Master Zhang knows that Daoist Mu has joined the Azure Dragon Society?"

Chu Qinghe shook his head and said, "They probably don't know yet."

After all, the Azure Dragon Society doesn't have a very good reputation.

If Zhang Sanfeng had known that Mu Daoren had joined the Azure Dragon Society, he would never have allowed Mu Daoren to remain in Wudang.

Qu Feiyan asked in confusion, "If you don't know, then why are you guarding against Daoist Mu?"

Chu Qinghe glanced at Qu Feiyan and said, "Why do you think Zhang Sanfeng hasn't delegated any authority to Mu Daoren after he's been with Wudang for so many years? Instead, he's letting disciples like Song Yuanqiao, who are only at the Innate Realm, take charge of Wudang's affairs?"

Lin Shiyin spoke up: "Does Young Master mean that Master Zhang knows that Daoist Mu harbors ambitions?"

Chu Qinghe said slowly, "After all, he is someone who can establish a sect. His mind is not comparable to that of ordinary people. After decades of getting along, one can more or less perceive the problems through some details."

Now that things have come to this point, the women are well aware of what Chu Qinghe and Zhang Sanfeng had discussed earlier.

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