The Beacon of Kyushu

In the blink of an eye, Wan Jianfeng ran to Zhang Chao Valley, not even taking a breath, and ran straight into the stone chamber where Chen Tuan was in seclusion. He thought Chen Tuan must have fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, and he didn't know how much effort it would take to wake him up. Unexpectedly, Chen Tuan was sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed, staring out of the cave, as if waiting for Wan Jianfeng to come.

Wan Jianfeng was shocked when he saw this. He took a break before he hurriedly ran to the meditation bed, shouting, "Master...Master, something terrible has happened. There's a fight going on down the mountain! If you don't go and help, I'm afraid my brothers will be killed!"

Chen Tuan seemed to have expected this, and his expression remained calm. "Jianfeng, didn't your master ask you to create your own martial arts and go to Tokyo alone? Why did your brothers go down the mountain to fight the enemy? Did you use some trick?"

Wan Jianfeng shook his head hurriedly, and said innocently: "Master, you have lived to such an old age, you are the most sensible. Think about it, I am not a god, how can I work behind closed doors? If I don't ask the brothers for advice, how can I create unique martial arts. But I didn't know that the brothers all have hot tempers. When they heard that I, their junior brother, was in trouble, they rushed down the mountain to solve the problem for me without thinking twice. Unfortunately, the other side has too many people, and not only did I fail to solve the problem, but I also lost myself. Now only you can save my brothers!"

Chen Tuan shook his head and said, "I think that although the martial arts of my disciples are ordinary, there are only a handful of masters in the martial arts world today who can defeat them. If they know how to advance and retreat, they will definitely not die. Why should I go down the mountain to save them?"

Wan Jianfeng thought that if he tricked his brothers down the mountain, even if he couldn't repel the powerful enemies down the mountain, as long as they were in danger, the master would definitely come down the mountain to rescue them. In that case, even if he didn't want to accompany him to Tokyo, as long as he had enough patience and persuading, the master would have to agree. However, he didn't seem to care about his apprentice's life or death at all, which really stumped Wan Jianfeng, who was eager to go down the mountain but couldn't.

Suddenly, Wan Jianfeng's mind raced, and he thought to himself, "When Yun Zixiao and I left Kunlun Mountain a few years ago, he seemed to have mentioned to me about his ancestor Feng Yichen. According to him, Feng Yichen was a close friend of Master. That day, Master painted a picture to commemorate his old friend, and it was probably Feng Yichen. And Feng Yichen's most beloved treasure is the Yunya Sword. If we can do something with the Yunya Sword, I don't believe that Master can still keep calm!"

Seeing that Wan Jianfeng didn't rush to speak, Chen Tuan was startled and asked, "Jianfeng, what are you thinking about? Are you trying to trick me into letting me, a hundred-year-old body, accompany you down the mountain to make trouble?"

Wan Jianfeng heard Chen Tuan speak, and smiled and said: "Master, you may not know. The reason why I am in a hurry to go down the mountain is because there is something important waiting for me to do, and I can't delay for a moment!"

Chen Tuan was slightly puzzled and asked, "Jianfeng, I don't know what is so urgent that you must come to help. Could you please tell me about it? If what you said is indeed extremely urgent, I will agree to go down the mountain with you. Otherwise, you'd better not have any more bad thoughts."

Wan Jianfeng raised his index finger and said, "Master, now that things have come to this, I will tell you what I have to say. You are so powerful, you must have figured out that I went to Tokyo this time because of the war between Qu and Song, right? What else in the world can be more important than this? Now the burden of thousands of pounds is on my shoulders, you can't just sit there and watch, right?"

Chen Tuan nodded slightly, pretending to be indifferent on the surface, but his hands were subconsciously clenched lightly, obviously worried about the fate of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing that Chen Tuan was moved, Wan Jianfeng hurriedly said, "Master, everyone knows that it was you who helped Taizu create the beautiful land of the Song Dynasty, and we are your direct disciples. If something happens to our brothers and the Song Dynasty, and you don't care, and the news spreads, won't people say that Master is afraid of those evil ways? Not only will your century-old reputation be ruined, how can you face the righteous way in the future, and how can you face the people?"

"Well! For my disciples, for the martial arts world, and for the Song Dynasty, I am not afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of going down the mountain!" Chen Tuan suddenly stood up, strode out of the cave, and walked down the mountain.

Soon, Wan Jianfeng followed Chen Tuan back to the foot of the mountain.

Before the two of them went down the mountain, they clearly heard shouts and clashes of metal not far away. It was obvious that the people below the mountain were still fighting. Wan Jianfeng stood at the foot of the mountain gate and looked into the distance. He saw Chen Tafa and Li Chongjin fighting hard, Hong Yunzi and Sima Wuming fighting evenly, and Fan Hua and the Yin Yang heroes fighting hard. But the little Taoist priests under their command were no match for the scimitar of Guangmu Dajiu and the Xiongsha Hunyuan Qi of Nengyan Dajiu. They were almost killed or injured. The scene was extremely miserable.

Wan Jianfeng lowered his head silently, feeling somewhat guilty. "Alas, I was so busy leaving Huashan that I killed so many of my nephews. I really deserve to die! But apart from doing this, what other ways can I use to get Master to come down the mountain and protect me as I go to Tokyo? If I can't tell the emperor the news, more people will die. I have to choose the lesser of two evils. If the spirits of these dead nephews are still alive, please understand the difficulties of a nephew like me, and don't turn into evil spirits to seek revenge on me!"

Chen Tuan seemed to have expected such a situation down the mountain. He walked into the arena with a calm expression as if he was strolling in a garden. Li Chongjin, the Yin-Yang Twins and others were busy fighting the powerful enemy in front of them. They only took a quick glance and were deeply shocked by Chen Tuan's immortal demeanor.

Li Chongjin was the first to stop, pointing with his halberd and said, "Old fellow, do you dare to sign up!" Sima Wuming, the Yin-Yang Heroes and others also stopped one after another, and looked at the ethereal old man in front of them, wanting to hear who the other party was.

Chen Tuan bowed to everyone and said calmly, "I am the Taoist priest Chen Xiyi from Huashan."

Li Chongjin, the Yin-Yang Heroes and other masters all took a deep breath when they heard this, and their hands trembled slightly. Sima Wuming didn't know what was going on. While he was hesitating, a low-level member of the sect patted Sima Wuming's shoulder respectfully and carefully wrote the five words "Huashan Chen Xiyi" on his palm. Sima Wuming was extremely sensitive and understood everything in an instant. His brows subconsciously twisted into the shape of a "川" (river). The only one who could speak, the chief priest, rolled his eyes strangely and said disdainfully: "Chen Xiyi? This chief priest only knows that there are two people with the surname Chen in Huashan, one old and one young. The young one is Chen Tafa who is fighting with the commander, and the old one is Chen Tuan, the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. But I have never heard of Chen Xiyi. You, an unknown evil ghost, are no match for our leader. Why don't you let this chief priest send you back to the underworld!"

The eloquent chief priest said as he leaped up, his burly body instantly turning into a black shadow, and at the same time he opened his mouth wide, ready to use his Hunyuan Qi to shock the old man in front of him to death. Sima Wuming felt a sudden surge of evil wind around him, and realized that someone must be ignorant of the world and wanted to take the lead, so he stretched out his hand to stop him. But he was blind and dumb and couldn't stop him in time, so he couldn't help but sigh and secretly said, "Alas, I don't know which fool on our side dared to fight Chen Tuan, and this time we are bound to lose a capable general!"

Wan Jianfeng had previously dealt with the eloquent chief priest, and was well aware that this man had extraordinary internal strength and his roar was unrivaled in history. He hurriedly shouted, "Master, be careful! Plug your ears quickly, or else you will be deafened by him and I won't be able to take responsibility!"

Chen Tuan smiled slightly, and seeing that the eloquent chief priest was only three feet away from him, he struck at his lower abdomen with a palm just before he could roar. He thought that this palm strike was very slow and light, and only one or two layers of his full strength were used. But in the eyes of everyone, this palm strike was faster than the wind and as powerful as thunder. Before they could even see the afterimage, the sturdy body of the eloquent chief priest had already flown five or six feet away.

The eloquent chief priest had just stored all the energy in his dantian in his lower abdomen without reservation. If he was allowed to release the energy, although it would not hurt Chen Tuan at all, Wan Jianfeng behind him would definitely die. This time, his internal energy did not leak out at all, and all of it rushed back to his internal organs and meridians, causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air due to the pain, and he fainted before he even hit the ground.

Zhang Shaoyin's body movements were quite fast. He couldn't bear to see the eloquent priest fall to the ground. He tapped his toes on the ground several times and came to the side of the eloquent priest, reaching out to catch him. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched the eloquent priest's clothes, he was shocked by the mysterious and abundant internal force on his body and retreated six or seven steps. The blood in his chest was churning and he even spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Everyone was stunned to see how pure and powerful Chen Tuan's internal energy was. No one dared to take another step forward. They saw the body of the eloquent chief priest fly another ten feet before landing heavily on the ground, creating a deep pit on the originally flat and solid ground.

Li Chongjin and Sima Wuming were the leaders of the group down the mountain. Sima Wuming's communication remained unchanged, so everything naturally depended on Li Chongjin's negotiation. He suppressed his fear and bowed to Chen Tuan, saying, "Grandfather, your disciple Wan Jianfeng has some grievances with us. You are a Taoist master who has lived for more than a hundred years. I hope you won't interfere too much in the grievances between our two generations. If you are willing to hand Wan Jianfeng over to us, we will be forever grateful and will never be enemies with you and your Yuntai Temple in this life. But if you insist on protecting your disciple, when the emperor sweeps across the world, we will inevitably have to come to your temple to bother you a bit."

Chen Tuan smiled and said calmly: "Black King, people say 'the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the old generation is replaced by the new generation in this world'. I am much older than you, so my skills are naturally not as good as you young people. But if you ask me to hand over my apprentice and do something that is not beneficial to the Song Dynasty, it is absolutely impossible. If you are angry about this and want me to learn a few moves of your unique skills, I am willing to accompany you. If you are knowledgeable and willing to give me and my apprentice a way out, I will be very grateful. Whether to fight or give in, please consider carefully, Black King."

Li Chongjin thought that after he put on this armor, no one in the world would recognize him. Unexpectedly, Chen Tuan revealed his identity. This undoubtedly made his already frightened heart even more shocked. He paused for a long time before saying, "Grandmaster, you have been famous in the martial arts world for nearly a hundred years. We are not your opponent. Today we have no choice but to let you leave Huashan. I hope you will not stand up for your disciples in everything in the future. Otherwise, there will always be someone stronger than you. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, there are limits. If you insist on being our enemy, we will have no choice but to be disrespectful."

Chen Tuan nodded slightly, "Don't worry, Black King. When my disciple is not endangering the country, I will agree to let you settle your personal grudges. Even if my disciple dies at the hands of Black King, I will have no complaints."

Li Chongjin nodded, "Grandmaster, you are a senior in the martial arts world, and I believe you are a trustworthy person. Let's retreat now, and look for another master disciple tomorrow to fight you to the death!" As he said this, he got on his black horse, waved his iron hand, and led everyone to leave Huashan.

Wan Jianfeng couldn't help laughing when he saw everyone had left: "Haha, Master is Master, your move is more effective than a deity descending to earth! Except for that blind man who yelled all day long, no one else dared to come and die. They were all left in a cold pot - wilted. It was so refreshing!"

Chen Tafa and the other two also hurried forward, bowed and thanked him, "Thank you very much, Master, for saving our lives. If you hadn't helped us today, I'm afraid none of us would have survived."

Chen Tuan waved his hand and said to Chen Tafa, "I have not left Huashan for decades. Today, I have to rush around again for the sake of national affairs. After I leave, the affairs of Yuntai Temple will be handed over to you. Remember to be cautious in everything. If Li Chongjin, Sima Wuming and others take advantage of my absence to seek revenge, you should abandon Yuntai Temple immediately and retreat to a safe place. Don't risk your lives just to protect a small temple or fight for temporary honor."

Chen Tafa bowed and said, "I will follow Master's command! I hope Master will bless me with the heavenly officials and help me fulfill my great wish and return to Huashan soon. I also hope that everything goes well for me and I will meet again in the future and renew our previous agreement."

Chen Tuan nodded and turned to leave. Wan Jianfeng, however, smiled and held Chen Tafa, saying, "Brother Chen, you said it! When I have some free time, I will ask you to treat me to a good drink. I will not stop until I have completely drunk you clean."

Chen Tafa smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, I promise you. When we meet again, I will drink with you and not leave until we are drunk!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Wan Jianfeng clasped his fists contentedly and followed Chen Tuan to the east. Hong Yunzi and Fan Xia looked at Wan Jianfeng's back and felt a little headache. They said indignantly: "This Junior Brother Jianfeng is too dishonest. I hope he won't play tricks on us like he did to our master!" (End of this chapter)