Zongwu: fortune-telling with luck, the beginning is Xiongba's orders

Chapter 351: Chief Assistant of Ming Dynasty!

The battle between Wan Guizang and Zhang Sanfeng almost flattened the top of Wudang Mountain.

Today's Wudang Mountain is only two-thirds of its original height, and the top of the mountain has changed from being straight into the sky to being "flat".

Wudang Mountain suffered heavy losses, hundreds of disciples were killed or injured, but after Zhang Sanfeng beheaded Wan Guizang himself, and brought Wan Guizang's head back as a sacrifice to the soul of the disciple who died in the sky, Wudang Mountain gradually regained some vitality.

With the help of the remaining more than 50 disciples and the nearby mountain people, Wudang Mountain quickly entered the reconstruction work.

All the disciples of Wudang Mountain looked at the new Wudang sect rising from the ground, and their hearts were full of joy, full of longing for a better life in the future.

But when the news came that Guan Qi appeared in Qixia Town and threatened to challenge all the strong men in the entire Daming Jianghu, the smiles on the faces of Wudang Mountain disciples turned into worried ones.

They were worried that Wanguizang would happen again.

If the Wudang faction experienced such a blow again, they would really collapse!
What's even more frustrating is that not long after, news came that Xiongba was defeated, the world would survive in name only, nearly ten thousand disciples were killed, and Guan Qi had rushed to Wudang Mountain!
At the beginning of hearing the news, the atmosphere up and down Wudang Mountain can be said to be extremely dignified.

Everyone's face was full of worry, looking at the brand new sect in front of them, there was helplessness, reluctance, and more powerless pain in their eyes.

They don't want to watch the Wudang faction they built with their own hands be destroyed.

But in the face of Guan Qi who defeated Xiongba and destroyed the Tianxiahui, they seemed powerless to stop him.

The only hope lies in their ancestor Zhang Zhenren, but they always rely on the ancestor to solve the trouble when they encounter trouble, instead of relying on themselves to solve the trouble. What is the difference between this and waste?
What is the meaning of living?
When such thoughts appeared in the hearts of the Wudang sect disciples, everyone's mood became increasingly heavy, until someone committed suicide.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng has been paying attention to the situation of every Wudang sect disciple, and rescued this disciple in time, otherwise this incident will cause an even more serious blow to other disciples!
"Patriarch, the disciple is incompetent, and he has no face to continue living in the world, it is the patriarch who will be perfect!"

The disciple who wanted to commit suicide knelt down on the ground, crying bitterly.

He has been practicing very hard all the time, but no matter how hard he tries, he is only in the acquired state now, not to mention comparing with Guan Qi, even compared with most people in the world, he is nothing.

He wanted to protect the Wudang faction, but he didn't have that ability at all, which made him blame himself until he couldn't face the reality and wanted to die.

When the other Wudang disciples standing around heard what this disciple said, the expressions on their faces became extremely complicated.

Their inner thoughts are not the same as this disciple.

They also want to contribute to the Wudang faction and protect the Wudang faction from anyone.

But their enemies are too strong!
Be it Wan Gui Zang or Guan Qi, they are both too strong!
This is an opponent that even their ancestors have to do their best to stop. They really have more than enough heart but not enough power.

Facing such a huge gap that they couldn't make up even if they tried their best, this huge sense of loss really had a huge impact on their minds.

Perhaps it would be easier for them to die than to live, at least this will not drag down the Patriarch, and will not become a burden!
Zhang Sanfeng looked around, seeing the painful and sad expressions on the faces of many disciples, he couldn't help sighing, and said, "Why is this so?"

While speaking, Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand to help the disciple who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Yuanying, you have been a disciple for four years."

Yuan Ying raised her hand to wipe the tears off her face, nodded and replied, "Patriarch, this disciple has indeed been in the sect for four years."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and said: "It's been four years, how time flies. Do you know how long it has been since Lao Dao founded the Wudang School? It's almost a hundred years."

Zhang Sanfeng asked and answered himself, he sighed again, and said: "The old Taoist founded the Wudang School for a hundred years, but he has not committed suicide and apologized for failing to protect Wudang. Why do you blame yourself so much?"

"After ten or twenty years, you will also become masters and elders. If you are still unable to protect the sect and disciples, it will not be too late to blame yourself."

"You are in the acquired state today, and you are powerless, but when you are the same age as the old Taoist, who will dare to say that you are incompetent?"

"Young people have unlimited futures, so why should they put so much pressure on themselves now?"

After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's persuasion, Yuan Ying suddenly felt much more at ease.

Because he felt that what the patriarch said was right, he was the one who got into a dead end.

He can't protect the Wudang faction now, not because he is incompetent, but because he is too young.

If you give him some more time and some room for growth, if the Wudang faction encounters another crisis and he is still helpless, then it would not be too late to commit suicide and apologize.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ying bowed to Zhang Sanfeng and said: "Thank you Patriarch for your enlightenment, the disciple has already thought about it, and feels much more comfortable."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Yuan Ying's shoulder, then looked at the other disciples around him, and asked, "What about you?"

All the people saluted together and said: "What the patriarch (master) said is true, the disciple has been taught."

After saluting, Song Yuanqiao asked Zhang Sanfeng: "Master, how should we deal with Guan Qi?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked to the north, and said softly: "You don't have to worry about this, the old man has his own way."

late at night.

Zhu Houcong sat cross-legged on the bluestone, letting the cold wind scrape his flesh and skin like a knife.

A sound of gentle footsteps came from not far away, Zhang Sanfeng approached step by step, and asked Zhu Houcong, "What are you thinking?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Zhu Houcong came back to his senses, got up and saluted, and then replied: "I'm thinking, am I a little too selfish?"

He is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is said that he is only the emperor on the surface and does not actually have any power, but no matter what, this is their Zhu family's country and their Zhu family's dynasty.

As long as he is the emperor, he will shoulder the responsibility of defending his family and country.

Nowadays, the world is in turmoil, treacherous people frequently make troubles, causing heavy casualties to the people of Ming Dynasty. As an emperor, he devotes himself to cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality, and treats the life and death of the people like nothing. Isn't that a bit too cold-blooded?

Wudang Mountain disciples are protected by Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch, so they can grow slowly and bear the corresponding pressure after they become mature.

And what about him?
On top of his head, is there still the Supreme Emperor bearing the pressure for him?
As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, can he really be so carefree?
The eight thousand disciples of Tianxiahui are the people of Ming Dynasty.

The two hundred disciples of the Wudang School are also citizens of the Ming Dynasty.

The people killed by Guan Qi were all the people of Ming Dynasty.

As the emperor, how could he really be indifferent!
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhu Houcong and asked, "What else did you think of?"

Zhu Houcong replied truthfully: "The disciple is thinking, can I abdicate to let the virtuous? Or what can I do?"

In his position to seek his government.

Since he is the emperor, he should think about Daming Jiangshan.

If he is unwilling to perform the duties of the emperor, it is better to abdicate to let the virtuous, and cultivate immortality with peace of mind.

To want this and that is too greedy.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhu Houcong meaningfully, and said softly, "Go down the mountain."

Zhu Houcong didn't say anything more, but cupped his hands and said, "The disciple knows."

……

Zhu Houcong didn't wait until the next day, he simply packed up and saluted and went down the mountain that night.

On the way down the mountain, Zhu Houcong did not look back at the Wudang School.

It's not because he doesn't have any worries in his heart, but because he knows that there are more important things waiting for him than this!
……

On the left and right sides of the avenue, there were hundreds of people from the rivers and lakes standing in twos and threes.

They looked at Guan Qi who was walking on the avenue, turned their eyes away after a while, and couldn't help but want to look at Guan Qi again after a while, and the cycle repeated.

Guan Qi doesn't care about the gazes of these people. In fact, the strong man never cares whether the ants on the side of the road are looking up at him on the way forward. All he can see in his eyes is the existence of the same level.

For example, this middle-aged man dressed as a scribe who woke up slowly from the opposite side on a horse.

Da da da.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and slowly stopped. The middle-aged man got off his horse and stood on the only way for Guan Qi to continue moving forward.

When everyone around saw the middle-aged man coming on horseback, their expressions became very surprised.

These days, it was the first time they saw someone who dared to block Guan Qi!
Guan Qi also stopped in a timely manner. He looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him who dared to face him, and said calmly: "You must not be Zhang Sanfeng."

His target is Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, others can wait first.

The middle-aged man shook his head, and replied, "I am the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Shouren."

Wang Shouren!
After the middle-aged man reported his name and origin, the faces of the surrounding people in the rivers and lakes all showed surprise.

In the battle of Pori Peak, Wang Shouren went upstream. He used his own strength to block the raging torrent, saving tens of thousands of lives, and delayed the arrival of Qinglian Xianjun long enough to turn the tide.

After that battle, Wang Shouren's name resounded throughout the world, and almost everyone knew that there was such a powerful semi-sage in the court of the Ming Dynasty.

Only after the battle at Pori Peak, Wang Shouren disappeared from the eyes of the people in the Jianghu, promoted to the chief assistant, and guarded the court. No one thought that Wang Shouren would appear today on the only way Guan Qi must pass to Wudang Mountain!
But after seeing Wang Shouren, everyone vaguely guessed a possibility.

Wang Shouren is here not to protect Wudang Mountain, but to protect the rumored emperor Zhu Houcong who is dedicated to cultivating Taoism on Wudang Mountain!
(End of this chapter)