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Chapter 272 The Secret of Shattered Void, Poor Taoist Zhang Sanfeng (-in-)

Wudang Mountain

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Sanfeng created the Wudang lineage in Wudang Mountain and became famous all over the world.

Later, Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, was not in the right position and felt guilty.

In order to increase the legitimacy and sanctity of his own army, he turned to gods.

As a god, you can't mess with things casually, you still have to be reasonable and well-founded.

Zhu Di thought for a moment. His former fiefdom was in Yanjing and belonged to the north.

"Xuanwu" belongs to the god of the north and is the incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu.

The prototype of Emperor Zhenwu is Emperor Zhuanxu (Black Emperor), and the descendants of Emperor Zhuanxu are the ancestors of the "Zhu" surname.

Damn it! In this way, Emperor Zhenwu simply gave himself a tailor-made "orthodox"...

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"Is it so busy early in the morning?"

Considering that it is somewhat impolite to rush into someone else's mountain gate early in the morning.

"Well, Emperor Zhenwu guards the north and controls Xuanwu. He wears golden armor, wields a sword and has angry eyes. He has turtles and snakes under his feet. He is also known as the Nine Heavens Dangerous Demon God."

"Follow the trail behind the pool and go up the mountain. It should be the main hall dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu."

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When we arrived at Wudang, there was already a dim light in the sky.

"Zhu Di has done such a big thing, and he is afraid that he will not be able to explain it to Zhu Yuanzhang a hundred years later, so he must have someone to support him spiritually."

Anyway, I won’t open the ghost gate during the day, so I don’t care if it’s earlier or later.

"Oops! No! The example you gave feels so weird..."

During the Yitian dungeon, Lin Xuan had been to Wudang several times and was very familiar with the mountainous landforms.

"In this way, although the starting point is a bit problematic, it has indeed greatly promoted the Taoist sect and made Emperor Zhenwu prosperous."

Now that the version has been updated, it has naturally been replaced by the Zhenwu Palace.

Ao Xue smiled and said: "That kind of banquet is not a Dharma lecture at Lingshan. I will never go there."

Ao Xue was stunned for a moment, then nodded and admitted.

"The way of heaven has its own cycle of reincarnation, even if it is protected by the gods, it cannot last forever."

"The clouds and mist of Wudang Mountain are light and the mountains are thick, which is exactly what the Xuanwu means. Coupled with the hundreds of years of imperial incense..."

He quickly secretly used his magical power to cut away this trace of distracting thoughts.

"Huh? Speaking of which, what's there to sigh about?"

"Little Dragon Girl, the Wudang Sword Pond is right in front of you."

Lin Xuan slowed down and took Ao Xue up the mountain slowly.

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian naturally did not dare to confront God, and huddled into the urn.

Lin Xuan led Ao Xue into the main peak and explained smoothly.

In order to build momentum for himself, Zhu Di was naturally willing to spend a lot of money. He not only personally named Wudang Mountain the "Great Mountain", higher than the Five Mountains.

"……is a bit."

Emperor Zhenwu's belief also reached its peak in the Ming Dynasty, and he could almost compete with the Lord of the North, "Northern Emperor Ziwei".

Thinking of this, Zhu Di suddenly became elated and decided to make a plan to make himself the Zhenwu Emperor and enhance the common people's recognition of his ability to seize the throne.

As the saying goes: The four famous mountains all bow in bows, and the celestial mountains in the five directions share their ancestral ancestry!
Later emperors came to Wudang to worship Emperor Zhenwu. In fact, they mainly wanted to see their ancestors.

Ao Xue sighed softly, her voice a little ethereal: "Maybe, it can really involve a trace of the cause and effect of Emperor Zhenwu, and thus protect the Ming Dynasty."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "If you don't give me any benefits, I will really make Zhu Di anxious. Maybe I will change your Bodhisattva to look like myself and make Buddhism flourish."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Then you probably think that human incense can also involve gods, and you feel a little awkward, right?"

Ao Xue imagined in her mind that Guanyin Bodhisattva had a "Zhu Di face", and immediately felt a pain in her face, feeling that it was really eye-catching.

Therefore, when the Ming Dynasty was overhauling the Wudang Zhenwu Dojo, they made Emperor Zhenwu according to the image of Zhu Di with bare feet and hair after bathing, also known as the "Statue of Zhenwu God, Yongle".

"How can there be..., Bodhisattva is a great power of Buddhism, and Zhenwu is an emperor of Taoism. Unless the Queen Mother has a peach banquet or the Royal Banquet in Heaven, we can't get together."

Thanks to the efforts of successive emperors, Wudang Mountain has now surpassed Longhu Mountain and become the number one mountain in Taoism.

While they were talking, the two of them had already walked up the mountain path and looked towards the Wudang Mountain Gate.

However, in the Yitian era, Zhu Di was still a little kid, and the main hall of Wudang was still the Sanqing Hall.

Lin Xuan said in surprise: "Are you familiar with Emperor Zhenwu?"

Hundreds of thousands of civilians and craftsmen were mobilized, and it took twelve years to build nine palaces, eight temples, countless pavilions, temples and bridges on Wudang Mountain, respecting it as a royal family temple.

"If the Bodhisattva's dojo can have such an atmosphere, the Bodhisattva will probably find ways to use his magical power to leave a fruitful position for King Yan."

"...Bodhisattva really doesn't care about appearance. If he can spread Buddhism in this way, he might really hit it off with King Yan."

"As expected of you..."

In any case, the hype was still very successful.

In front of the mountain gate, dozens of people were kneeling densely.

Everyone is wearing green clothes, carrying weapons on their backs, and their bodies are as steady as a mountain. They are obviously martial arts practitioners.

Everyone knelt motionless in front of the door, but no one spoke, giving people a sense of depression that a storm was about to come.

"Poor Shuiyun, my Wudang mountain is closed today and we will not welcome pilgrims for the time being. If there is any negligence, please forgive me."

Lin Xuan and the two were still more than ten feet away from the mountain gate, when they saw a white shadow flash, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in white robe stood in front of them.

"Taoist Shuiyun?"

Lin Xuan felt that the name sounded familiar, and thought slightly: "You are the leader of the Xiandu Sect?"

"To be honest, my master, Taoist Huang Mu, has returned, and he is the head of the Xiandu Sect."

Taoist Shuiyun was slightly startled: "I didn't expect that my little brother is also a member of the martial arts world, but I took it wrong."

"I see……"

Lin Xuan nodded: "As a master of the Xiandu Sect, why did the Taoist Master guard the gate of Wudang Mountain and block my way?"

Taoist Huangmu is the master of Taoist Shuiyun, and he has a good relationship with Xia Xueyi, the Golden Snake Master.

Before the plot of "Blue Blood Sword" began, He Hongyao of the Five Poison Sect imprisoned Taoist Huang Mu in the Poison Dragon Cave of Lingshe Mountain in Dali, Yunnan, in order to interrogate Xia Xueyi's whereabouts.

The original work should be that He Tieshou worshiped Yuan Chengzhi as his teacher. After betraying the Five Poison Sect, he gave the leader's talisman to Shui Yun, and then rescued Taoist Huang Mu.

Now the story line has obviously changed significantly, and Lin Xuan is too lazy to continue analyzing it.

"This..., there is no Xiandu sect now."

Taoist Shuiyun then realized that he had said the wrong thing, and looked a little embarrassed: "The Xiandu Sect also originated from the Wudang Sect, and can be said to be a branch of Wudang. Now the ancestor...the senior master of the Wudang Sect has returned to the gate, It’s really a blessing for us.”

"That makes sense."

Lin Xuan smiled: "May I ask who is the master of the Wudang sect who will put you behind the wall?"

"The master doesn't allow us to reveal his identity. Please forgive me, little friend."

"It doesn't matter, if you don't say it, don't say it..."

Lin Xuan nodded and pointed to the crowd kneeling at the gate of the mountain: "I dare to ask, sir, what mistake did these people make? They will kneel at the gate of Wudang early in the morning."

"How can I, Wudang, be so domineering..."

Taoist Shuiyun coughed lightly: "This group of people have come to ask for help from our senior. The senior has now closed the mountain for retreat, so they are waiting here."

"It's not easy to wait so hard for most things..."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Where do these people come from?"

"This..., these people have a special status, even a poor person would not dare to speak nonsense."

Taoist Shuiyun felt that he had said a bit too much, so he quickly said: "There are many inconveniences in Bishan now. Please leave my friend as soon as possible. Don't embarrass me."

"The senior you are talking about is Zhenren Zhang, right?"

"what?"

Taoist Shuiyun was suddenly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It's a coincidence that I have some friendship with your ancestor, so he is probably willing to meet me."

Lin Xuan glanced at the people kneeling at the door and smiled casually: "My friend, Lin Xuan, came here to pay a special visit to Master Zhang. I also invite Master Zhang to come and talk to me."

His voice was as clear as the breeze and the bright moon, without any trace of domineering power.

But it echoes endlessly among the mountains and lingers for a long time.

"This, this, this..."

Taoist Shuiyun was shocked and a little at a loss.

"Who is this person? How dare you ask Master Zhang to come out to greet you?"

"Didn't they tell me their names?"

"Lin Xuan? Have you ever heard of this person?"

"I can't think of any master with this name, but the depth of this person's inner strength is really shocking, terrifying and terrifying!"

"What I'm saying is..., if this person takes action..."

"Don't talk too much!"

When the people in Tsing Yi heard Lin Xuan's words, they turned around with extremely strange expressions.

The leaders were a pair of delicate-looking women.

The two women seem to be sisters, with vaguely similar looks. They have a gentle temperament but also have a bit of a warrior and a general's character.

Next to the two women was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl looks a little green, with flushed cheeks, fair complexion, and bright eyes.

Although he is young, he has an appearance that will captivate a country and a city, and he also has an indescribable sense of nobility.

"I...my name is Ah Jiu. Is this Sir Lin Zhenjun? Is this girl Huang Rong Fairy?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then showed a beautiful smile and spoke like pearls. Her voice was soft and crisp, which was extremely beautiful.

"...Who is Huang Rong?"

Ao Xue was startled, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

But there were too many people here, and she really had no desire to speak, so she thought about it and closed her mouth.

"I should be the person you guessed."

Lin Xuan pointed at Ao Xue: "This is Miss Bai, don't call her by the wrong name again."

"Huh? Miss Bai? Oh, I understand..."

Ah Jiu blinked his big eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, just understand."

Lin Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to the little girl's thoughts and said calmly.

"..."

The expressions of all the men in green changed greatly, and they all reached out and pulled out their weapons, preparing to attack.

"Mr. Lin is a peerless master, please don't be rude!"

Ah Jiu was stunned for a moment and shouted hurriedly.

"Be bold!"

"Who dares to make noise here?"

"How dare you disrespect the true ancestor?"

"Shuiyun, I asked you to stay outside. You can't do such a small thing well."

At this moment, the mountain gate opened, and dozens of sword-wielding Taoists strode out with serious expressions.

There are indeed all kinds of martial arts practitioners who are arrogant, domineering, unruly, and even weird.

Even though the Wudang Clan is extremely prestigious, most people in the world are willing to give up their reputation.

But from time to time, you can encounter a few masters who come to challenge you.

All the Taoist priests were not surprised by these scenes.

The way to deal with it is simple: if you don’t accept it, just do it!

There are indeed no shortage of fights here all year round. But now, people are so polite that they go to the gate of Wudang Mountain and shout from a distance, asking the Patriarch to come out and talk...

This kind of operation is indeed a new way of playing that Taoists have never thought of.

All the Taoists were so angry after their scalps were numb from the show.

For a moment, all the Taoists didn't bother to consider whether they could survive the beating, and started shouting and scolding one after another.

"Hahaha! The old Taoist felt something in his heart early in the morning and simply left the customs early. Unexpectedly, it was an old friend who came."

An old and heroic laughter sounded, and a man's shadow appeared in mid-air.

The man was tall, wearing a green preacher's robe and looked filthy.

The whole person seemed to be in a cloud of mist, and it was hard to see clearly.

The next moment, the phantom became real and turned into an old Taoist with beard and hair as silver as silver.

An ethereal and ethereal aura emanates from the old Taoist body, as if it contains the truth of heaven and earth.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

All the Taoists were shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"I've met Zhenren Zhang!"

Ah Jiu and the sisters looked happy at the same time and bowed down.

A group of people in green clothes followed closely behind, and they all knelt down.

"The old Taoist already knows your purpose of coming."

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves and said: "That matter is not urgent at the moment. You go in first and wait for a while. The old master has his own plan."

The soft and huge sleeve wind lifted up all the people in Tsing Yi and landed in front of the Wudang Mountain Gate Hall.

"Your Highness the Princess invites, Miss Fu please, Second Miss Fu please, all heroes and heroes please."

Several Taoist boys on duty quickly introduced Ah Jiu and others into the main hall and served them tea.

"???"

All the people in green clothes looked at each other with confusion in their eyes, and quickly followed him.

Although they are not the ultimate masters, they have put in a lot of hard work and can be regarded as the elite of the imperial court.

But now Zhang Sanfeng just flicked his sleeves and sent them more than twenty steps away.

Is this really possible with martial arts?
"The real person's style remains the same, which is gratifying."

Lin Xuan smiled and cupped his hands towards Zhang Sanfeng: "I haven't seen you for a while, and the real person's martial arts have indeed improved."

"That move just now was actually something that the old Taoist had recently learned, and it's not entirely considered martial arts..."

"Huh? You're not bad either. You're more than ten times better than the last time we met. Even an experienced martial artist can't beat you with just martial arts."

"Forget it, this is quite relevant. Let's find a place where no one is around to talk in private."

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the group of Taoist priests kneeling on the ground and hummed: "Others keep saying they are looking for experienced Taoists, but what does it have to do with you guys?"

"Master Patriarch?"

Huang Mu and others knelt on the ground, listening to Zhang Sanfeng and Lin Xuan chatting and laughing, with extremely complicated emotions.

But they didn't dare to get up without Zhang Sanfeng's permission...

It is obvious that he is trying hard to defend his ancestor's character.

As a result, people don’t care…

Huang Mu and others felt aggrieved.

Suddenly, they somewhat understood Jiang Wei's mood.

The ministers are about to fight to the death, why does Your Majesty surrender first?
"Are you still not convinced? Fellow Daoist Lin is an old friend of the old Taoist. You can just think of him as a god."

Zhang Sanfeng snorted: "It's not easy for someone to come here. Shouldn't I go out to greet you?"

"This...disciple doesn't know, and Immortal Lin has never mentioned it."

"Oh? Did you ask?"

"...Disciple knows his crime!"

"What kind of crime is this?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand: "That's all, you also have good intentions. You are not allowed to meddle in other people's business in the future."

"Disciple accepts the order!"

"You talk all day long, but when you practice martial arts, you mean nothing."

"That's all, I don't need you here anymore. Come on down. I'll get upset when I see you bunch of cow noses."

Zhang Sanfeng flicked his sleeves and said, "This class of Wudang disciples of yours is the worst class I have ever seen!"

"That's what the Patriarch said!"

The Taoists did not dare to say anything more and happily retreated.

Yes, be happy...

Lin Xuan found that many Taoists still had smiles on their lips, as if being scolded by the Patriarch was a very honorable thing.

It’s also absolutely amazing.

"Ignore the bullshit and let's have a nice chat."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and pointed in the air.

In an instant, the misty spiritual energy turned into reality, turning into a rather unique bamboo pavilion, suspended hundreds of meters in the sky.

"Creating things with just one thought, refining the false and making it real, turning the imaginary into reality?"

Lin Xuan was slightly startled: "Master, did you really become an immortal after you ascended?"

"The Immortal turns stone into gold and creates things from the void."

"The old Taoist just figured out a little trick."

Zhang Sanfeng's figure flashed and appeared in the bamboo pavilion: "These things are just transformed by spiritual energy. They just look like a pavilion, but they are nothing in fact. Refining is a fake, and it can't become a reality."

"...Then it's not easy to confuse the fake with the real thing."

Lin Xuan smiled, pulled Ao Xue up into the air, and sat opposite Zhang Sanfeng.

The entire pavilion is transformed by spiritual energy, no wonder it can float in the air.

This feeling is quite special.

Of course, you can only experience it in the realm of heaven and humanity.

If it were an ordinary Qinggong master, he would probably collapse as soon as he sits down.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are quite interesting."

Zhang Sanfeng twitched his beard and said with a smile: "The old Taoist looked through the records of our sect and found that you came once during the Zhengde period and settled the Ning Prince's rebellion with a little girl named 'Aqing'."

"Huh? Is this the only record?"

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment: "Is there any description of the Thousand-Autumn Catastrophe or something?"

"The Great Tribulation? What is that?"

Zhang Sanfeng hesitated for a moment: "The record is very short, and it also mentions that Wang Yangming, the sage of mind learning, highly praised you. As for the specific situation, I don't know. If you are free, tell me about it."

"Maybe the world I came to last time was not this world, and I can only leave some traces in history."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment: "There is nothing to keep secret. If Mr. Zhang is interested, I will tell you later..."

It can be considered reasonable. The "Thousand-Year Catastrophe" should be a unique setting of the Fengyun Plane.

Now in the A Chinese Ghost Story plane, there are no relevant records.

The traces left by oneself are limited to the main axis of history.

The Tang Dynasty is gone in the copy of the Tang Dynasty. Maybe the entire plane has sailed directly into the "Hidden Belt" and cannot affect the subsequent historical axis at all.

This is Lin Xuan's guess for the time being, and he will verify it later.

"Original Taoist thought that my shattering and ascension were extremely unbelievable. I didn't expect you to be able to do it better than Lao Tao..."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ao Xue: "Is this Miss Ah Qing?"

"I'm not..."

Ao Xue was stunned for a moment, then took off her hat: "My name is Ao Xue, Xiaoqing is my good friend."

"Good... good friend? Ahem! Fellow Daoist Lin."

"Huh? What?"

"The old Taoist remembers that Fairy Huang said that if you see a betrayed person in the future, you must hold a dragon-slaying knife and kill him one by one."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled playfully: "Seeing that there is another beautiful girl next to you really makes me worry about you."

"no, I can not."

Ao Xue's cheeks were slightly red, and she untied her bun, revealing her golden dragon horns: "I am a dragon girl, and I am not beautiful either."

"Dragon, Dragon Girl? No wonder you girl gives me this unfathomable feeling..."

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly startled, and his eyes became more and more expectant: "Oh my, now, the old Taoist is even more worried about fellow Taoist Lin."

"What Mr. Zhang said is very reasonable, and I feel deeply ashamed."

Lin Xuan sighed: "I didn't expect that after all these days, Master Zhang still doesn't forget his original intention and retains his pure Yang body. It's really admirable."

"...Okay, it's my fault. Let's not continue this topic."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "To be honest, the last time I saw my fellow Taoist, the old Taoist thought that his pure yang body was incompetent, but now he feels that it is just mediocre."

"I was just lucky."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "My internal strength and swordsmanship are actually thanks to Ah Qing. Without her, I would probably be nothing more than a mere heavenly being."

"Internal swordsmanship?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked suspicious: "Is that little girl so powerful?"

"Aqing is indeed quite powerful."

Lin Xuan thought for a while and added: "By the way, she is the Yue Nv Sword Immortal in the Spring and Autumn Period, and she is also the incarnation of the Nine Heavens Xuannv. I will bring her to meet the real person next time I have the opportunity."

"...Nine, Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady?"

Zhang Sanfeng's expression suddenly changed: "The former teacher of Xuanyuan Huangdi?"

"Strictly speaking, she is just an incarnation of Xuannv, and may not be involved in this cause and effect. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Nothing wrong..."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "I'm afraid Xiaodao can't stand the visit of Empress Xuannu. If the empress comes, Xiaodao should take the initiative to pay her respects."

"...Okay, no more joking, A Qing doesn't care about this either."

Lin Xuan laughed and shook his head: "How was it when the real person broke and ascended last time?"

"The situation is a bit strange. After the old Taoist left the world, he came to a place similar to Guixu."

"The old Taoist can feel that there are countless passages leading to the heavens and the universe, and even those extremely terrifying 'high worlds' you mentioned."

"But Guixu is full of demonic energy that can pollute people's hearts. With an experienced state of mind, I only managed to hold on for a few hours before I was almost demonized by it."

"With no choice, the old Taoist had no choice but to come to the nearest universe and come to this world."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly: "Now that I think about it, it can be said that the old Taoist's life has been very dangerous after his ascension. If he had not been in a perfect state of mind after the battle with the Eighth Master Ba that day, the old Taoist might have been eroded by the demonic energy and his sanity would no longer exist."

"It's all demonic energy? Where does the demonic energy come from?"

"The old Taoist cultivation level is low and it is really impossible to detect."

"It doesn't matter. It's already very rewarding to get this news. Let's put incense sticks on the Eight Masters later..."

Lin Xuan's thoughts moved slightly: "Speaking of which, in this world, can a real person still break and ascend?"

"This world is very different from before. The old master is still a little behind. It will probably take more than ten years to accumulate."

"By the way, there is such a thing as spiritual energy magic in this world. Most of the Taoist magic that the old Taoist practiced on Wudang Mountain can be converted into supernatural powers."

"This time the old Taoist comes out of seclusion, his lifespan has been extended by five hundred years, which is quite interesting."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Given time, the old Taoist may not be able to gain a little understanding of the laws of heaven, earth and the universe, and open up a broad road for future generations to seek immortality."

Lin Xuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)