Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 693 What am I here for? To slap the prince in the face

The Wudang disciples in front of the Zixiao Hall retreated to both sides. An old Taoist priest wearing a white robe inside and a black Taoist robe outside, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand, with a kind face and a bit of shrewdness, walked in quickly. When he looked up, he saw that the ancestor he worshipped every day was nailed in the head by a broken sword. His junior brother Yu Xingrui's breathing was unstable, and two drag marks were visible in front of his body. It was obvious that he had suffered a great loss in the previous fight.

"Who are you and why are you causing trouble in Wudang?"

Wang Zhonglou always thought that he had a good temper. When he learned that Zhao Xituan, one of the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, came to Wudang Mountain, he did not meet him first, but went directly to the back mountain to meet Xu Fengnian without getting angry at all. He was just worried that the other party was here to cause trouble. If he lost, the reputation of Wudang Mountain would be ruined. Unexpectedly, the competition between Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain had not yet begun, a Taoist boy came to the back mountain to tell him that a man had robbed his great-grandmaster's stubborn green ox and was making trouble in the Zixiao Hall of Taizhen Palace. He claimed to be exploring the wonders, but actually lifted the yellow cloak of the founder to look at the founder's butt.

He could only put aside the idea of ​​finding out why Zhao Xituan came up the mountain with a group of followers in such a swagger. He hurried to Tianzhu Peak and entered Zixiao Palace, only to find that his house had been robbed and the place had been smashed. No matter how gentle his personality was, he could not stand encountering such a frustrating thing and would definitely be annoyed.

"Da Huang Ting."

Chu Pingsheng stretched out his left hand, and the little maid in yellow skirt who followed along the wall hurriedly handed over the rattle in her hand. He picked it up and shook it, ding-ding-dong-dong, ding-ding-dong-dong, which sounded very pleasant and full of rhythm. At first, Wang Zhonglou didn't know what he was doing with a child's toy, until he heard the wailing of the disciples behind him. All the disciples below the first rank were full of emotions, sweating profusely, and covering their ears with their hands, either sad or happy, angry or shocked.

Wang Zhonglou swung his whisk, but nothing was hit. The rattle simply moved from Chu Pingsheng's left hand to his right hand. He swung it again, but still nothing was hit. The rattle moved from his right hand back to his left hand. The sound of "ding-dong-dong" became louder. The Wudang disciples inside and outside the Zixiao Hall threw their swords to the ground. Yu Xingrui's expression also became a little unnatural.

Wang Zhonglou knew very well that he could no longer let him shake the shabby rattle that had been used for who knows how many times. A golden light burst out from his forehead, and his Taoist robe swelled like a ball. He pointed his fingers forward like swords, and this time his target was not the rattle, but the vital point on the chest of the man who had crossed the mountain.

It looked ordinary and unremarkable, but Yu Xingrui knew that his senior brother was serious. A golden light appeared on his forehead, which was a sign that the Huangting Qi was fully activated. In his early years, Wang Zhonglou once cut off a river with two fingers to save someone, which became a legend in the martial arts world. Now, his one finger is stronger than before, and he has reached the state of restraining Qi and returning to the original state.

"It's okay."

Chu Pingsheng held the drum in his left hand and pointed forward with his right index finger, imitating Wang Chonglou's doing.

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Incense ash flew up, fruits and vegetables on the ground rolled everywhere, the strong wind blew the colorful banners painted with runes on both sides of the hall, the yellow robe of the bronze statue of Zhenwu fluttered, and the four characters of "Eternal Purgatory" were faintly visible. Cucumber screamed, lowered her head, tightened her legs, and pressed down the hem of her yellow skirt with her small hands to prevent exposure.

The two fingers intertwined and remained in stalemate for almost two breaths. The golden light above Wang Zhonglou's head dimmed, and his bloated Taoist robe quickly shrank. He seemed to have lost his balance and staggered backwards. One step, two steps, three steps, and his footprints on the ground became deeper each time. The last time, there was a cracking sound, and the stone slab that was half a foot thick and could withstand the impact of heavenly thunder was crushed. The dark light-surfaced boots on his feet could not bear it, and the uppers and soles of the shoes cracked, revealing the white color.

Yu Xingrui was so shocked that he was speechless. The master's sword finger, which used Huangting Qi to generate strength, was defeated in a head-on confrontation? The man in green shirt did not move, and his clothes did not move either. It seemed that he had not yet exhausted his strength and still had some strength left.

"The Great Finger Profound Realm is still quite interesting."

Chu Pingsheng waved his hand, swung away the yellow banner that was in the way, and gently shook the rattle, ding ding dong dong, ding ding dong dong.

"Who are you exactly?"

Wang Chonglou has been practicing in Wudang Mountain. He only knows that there is unrest in Liangzhou City. Xu Fengnian, the prince of Liang, has encountered assassinations many times. He guesses that Xu Xiao sent Huang Man'er to Wudang and asked him to use the power of Dahuangting to wash away his natural supernatural power. It should be related to who of the two brothers will take over Xu Xiao's job. As for the young man who made a big fuss in Zixiao Palace, he would not connect him with Xu Fengnian at all, but suspected that it was an arrangement from Longhu Mountain. Zhao Xituan went to the back mountain to meet Xu Fengnian to discuss conditions, and the young man went straight to Zhongfeng to mess things up. Later, as long as Xu Xiao does not object, Wudang will be like those Taoist sects that were previously swallowed up by Longhu Mountain. It will disappear from then on, and Xuanwu will not prosper.

"It's not important. Hand over Da Huang Ting and I'll let you go. Otherwise..."

Chu Pingsheng fiddled with the black projectiles on the wings of the rattle twice and smiled slightly: "I won't kill you either. It's a pity for the Wudang disciples below. Once their Taoism hearts collapse, they will never be able to make any further progress in this life."

Wang Zhonglou felt more and more that he was from the imperial court or Longhu Mountain. Only they would use such a plan to wipe out the Wudang Mountain. Was he angry? He was very angry, but what was the use? Just now, when they were facing each other, his Huangting Qi was burned and destroyed by the opponent's sword energy. It was broken cleanly. It was fine to use a real sword as a guide to shoot out sword energy, but the sword energy from the finger was a skill that could only be mastered by a swordsman who advanced to the Vajra Realm and then to the Finger Mysterious Realm. What's more, the sword energy used by that person was able to break the Huangting Qi.

"The big rhubarb garden you want."

Wang Zhonglou put the whisk in his right hand, held the handle across his forearm, reached into his left sleeve and rummaged around for a long time, then took out a thread-bound booklet with a severely yellowed cover and handed it over.

"Brother!"

Yu Xingrui was very unwilling. Wudang Dahuangting, like Longhushan Jade Emperor Tower, were both first-class Taoist secrets in the world. Now he had to hand over the treasure of the sect to someone else. Wudang had never felt so aggrieved since Lu Zu founded the sect.

Wang Chonglou remained silent.

Chu Pingsheng didn't say much. He took the Dahuangting and flipped through it, then threw the worn rattle back to Huanggua. He strode out of the Zixiao Hall amid the gnashing of teeth and helpless gazes of the Wudang disciples. Huanggua was still in a panic and clumsy look. As she walked out, she turned back to stare at the broken sword on the forehead of the Zhenwu bronze statue. She couldn't understand what grudge this lawless young master of the Lin family had with the Zhenwu Emperor. Look how angry he had made other people's disciples. She was only looking at the ruined bronze statue and didn't look at her feet. She was tripped by the heavy stone slab broken by Wang Zhonglou's step, and almost fell into Yu Xingrui's arms. She covered her nose and walked away. There are few female guests in Wudang Mountain. Only Yu Xingrui and Li Yufu live in Lianzhen Peak. Huanggua's little action made the master's disciple blush. He raised his sleeves and smelled the tattered Taoist robe. He didn't think it was very smelly. He looked at the eyes of many juniors outside the hall and felt embarrassed. He put down his sleeves and asked the master: "Brother, you just gave him the Dahuangting?"

"Even if he kills all of us, he can still get the Dahuang Court."

Wang Chonglou waved his whisk lightly. He was dressed in white and black robe, with a calm face. He quietly watched a man and a woman who had walked down the steps in front of the palace and were passing through the red gate of Taizhen Palace.

"But……"

"Junior brother, have you forgotten that the Great Yellow Court is no longer the treasure of Wudang Sect? If he wants it, just give it to him."

Yu Xingrui was shocked. Before Hong Xixiang became his disciple, the treasure of Wudang was Dahuangting. After Hong Xixiang became his disciple, it was no longer Dahuangting. For example, if Wang Zhonglou had not watched his junior apprentice learn the alchemy method from "Santongqi" at Xiaolianhua Peak, he would not have achieved Dahuangting. He, Wang Zhonglou, Wang Xiaoping, and Song Zhiming firmly believed that Hong Xixiang was the reincarnation of Zhenwu. Their master forced Hong Xixiang to swear that he would not leave the mountain until he became the best in the world. This was to prevent this Wudang jade from being tainted by the worldly vulgarity and to quietly comprehend the supreme way. As long as Hong Xixiang was there, the Wudang Taoist tradition would not be destroyed.

Wang Chonglou returned to the hall and stared at the stern Zhenwu Emperor for a while. He pointed his sword quickly and pulled it outward. A golden light flashed on his forehead, and the broken sword trembled slightly before flying into his fingertips.

"The Jade Emperor Tower is difficult to build, and the Great Yellow Courtyard is even more difficult. It is pitiful to lose sight of the main point and pursue the trivial."

Yu Xingrui said: "Brother, what you said is very true."

That man's sword energy was able to break Wang Zhonglou's Huangting Qi, so he must have possessed a very advanced sword secret manual. Now that he has obtained the Great Huangting, it would be the best choice to keep it as a collection. However, if he tries to practice it, it would be like what the headmaster said, missing the point and pursuing the trivial, and ruining his future.

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Hong Xixiang rode a cow to the back mountain, Chu Pingsheng left a message in Zixiao Palace, and Xu Fengnian met with Zhao Xituan, the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master.

Compared to these, outside the thatched hut planted with tall bamboos on the hillside of Yunju Peak, the conflict between the fallen princess Jiang Ni, who was weeding under the fence with a small shovel borrowed from the Wudang Sect's vegetable garden, and the Suizhu Princess Zhao Fengya, who came to pick a fight because she was resentful of Xu Fengnian for resisting marriage and destroying the vegetables in the garden, was not a big deal.

Chu Pingsheng didn't think it counted, but Xu Fengnian did, and he stubbornly believed that there was nothing more important than getting back the reputation for the little clay figurine.

Zhao Fengya did not come alone, he brought several followers with him. The old eunuch Sun Diaosi's martial arts skills were not bad, he was a second-rank junior master. Xu Fengnian could not defeat him, but Lao Kui could. After a few moves, Sun Diaosi was defeated and two scimitars were held at his neck.

"Come on, admit your mistake to her."

Xu Fengnian had his hands behind his back, his hair down to his chest, and he had the short sword Xiudong lent to him by Nangong Pushe before he left. He looked like a decent man. In this matter, it was okay for him to be a low-handed person, and it was okay for the guards to be experts. Lao Kui was a Northern Wild Swordsman, so he didn't care whether the girl in front of him dressed as a man was a princess of the Liyang Dynasty.

Jiang Ni was a maid in Prince Liu's mansion and looked like a maid: thin, short, and level. She was two times smaller than Prince Liu who was standing next to her, like a bean sprout that never grew up. Half of her face was a little red because she had just been slapped in the face when she tried to push Zhao Fengya to stop her from stepping on the vegetables in the garden.

"No, I just want my vegetable garden. I want her to compensate me for my vegetable garden."

"Okay, then if she doesn't admit her mistake, she has to pay." Xu Fengnian walked to Lao Kui who was holding a knife against Sun Diaosi's neck, leaned forward to check the distance between the knife and his neck, clicked his tongue, raised his hands in triumph, and compared them left and right: "This is the number."

Zhao Fengya rubbed the two sky-blue night-shining pearls in her hand and asked, "How much is this?"

"Two thousand taels... of gold."

Xu Fengnian deliberately drew out his voice, looking very proud, as if he was a client who had snatched a girl from a brothel and was shouting "I want to change your luck" on the first night.

Zhao Fengya was a little embarrassed. She tilted her head slightly and said with a hint of embarrassment: "I don't have any money now."

Xu Fengnian pointed at the night-shining pearl in her hand and pointed out a clear way: "No money? No money is easy to explain, what is in your hand?"

(End of this chapter)