I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 240 Uproar
After watching Song Yuanqiao and others leave, Gu Changfeng was not idle either.

He went straight to the spirit testing platform, closed his eyes slightly, and his huge spiritual consciousness spread out, covering the five stone pillars.

Rumble.

The stone pillars representing the compatibility of the spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire and earth were uprooted and gradually moved closer together, eventually forming a giant smooth pillar with a diameter of several feet, which was heavily inserted into the ground.

Followed by.

Under Gu Changfeng's powerful spiritual consciousness, the formation related to the spiritual root test collapsed instantly, and thoughts quickly emerged in Gu Changfeng's mind.

'The improved formation needs to take into account the problem of different spiritual roots.'

'But the foundation is undoubtedly still the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. It is just necessary to reveal the exact spiritual roots and qualifications according to the attributes carried by the tester's own qi and blood.'

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng snapped his fingers.

The rocks on the giant pillar broke into pieces, forming a scale similar to the previous total of tens, and a round stone that looked like a mirror was formed on the top.

Afterwards, Gu Changfeng's powerful mental power overflowed and began to draw lines in the void.

Half a quarter of an hour passed.

A formation more complicated than the previous one for testing spiritual roots appeared in the void.

"melt!"

Gu Changfeng clasped his hands together, and the formation in the void shrank rapidly and was imprinted on the giant pillar.

Suddenly, mysterious marks emerged, adding a mysterious aura to this originally ordinary-looking stone pillar.

And then.

Gu Changfeng came behind the giant pillar, used the chaotic spirit body to open up five grooves, and placed five spirit stones into them.

After doing all this, Gu Changfeng walked to the giant pillar and tapped the ground lightly with his toes.

Rumble.

A platform with an ancient and majestic shape rose up outside the giant pillar, and a stone pillar slightly larger than a palm and more than one meter high rose up.

He also used his mental power to engrave the formation on the stone pillar and connected it to the giant pillar.

Then, Gu Changfeng placed his hand on the stone pillar and injected qi and blood into it.

hum~
There was a trembling sound in the air.

The formation behind the giant pillar lit up, and the lines on the pillar also lit up.

Followed by.

Five-colored light rose from the bottom of the giant pillar and gathered on the mirror-like stone at the top, revealing five patterns representing the five elements of spiritual roots.

Seeing this, Gu Changfeng nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Well, now we don't have to worry about missing out on unusual spiritual roots, causing errors in the spiritual root test results."

After dissipating the energy and blood, a white light appeared on Gu Changfeng's body and he rode away in the light.

On the platform of the Tree of Life house, a white light of escape was pressed down, and Gu Changfeng lay in the rocking chair, organizing his next thoughts.

"There won't be any problems if you, the brothers, take charge of all the affairs of Wudang Mountain."

"Master, I think you need to be in seclusion during this period to convert all martial arts into immortal ways."

'As for me, I will just practice diligently during this period of time and strive to reach the middle stage of the Golden Core as soon as possible!'

After thinking it through, Gu Changfeng slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of emptiness and clarity, still absorbing massive amounts of spiritual energy from the heaven and earth.

When all the affairs of Wudang Sect were in full swing.

There was also a great uproar in the martial arts world of Kyushu Continent, and almost all the restaurants and teahouses were discussing the same topic.

That was the incident where Gu Changfeng defeated the three Shaolin masters outside Luoyang city and slaughtered all the Shaolin disciples present!
In the Ming Dynasty, in Zuixian Tower, the storyteller was narrating eloquently on the stage.

Below, many diners listened with great interest and had lively discussions with each other.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this young master Gu really has a very hot temper. He looks exactly like the young Master Zhang."

"Hey, if you ask me, this is what it means to be responsible. It is truly a rewarding life for Zhang Wuxia to have such a loyal and righteous junior brother."

"However, Shaolin has been passed down for many years. Now that it has suffered such a big loss, it will definitely not let it go. I'm afraid it won't be long before there is something interesting to watch."

"Haha, haven't the Shaolin and Wudang sects had enough open and covert fighting over the years? In my opinion, Shaolin is on the decline, while Wudang is like the rising sun!"

"That can't be said. A top-notch sect that has been passed down for thousands of years must have some heritage. It depends on whether they are willing to give it up."

"Aren't you curious about the Wudang Sect's method of cultivating immortals? I'm going to Wudang to check it out tomorrow. Is there anyone who wants to join me?"

As soon as this was said, many people echoed it.

"Let's go together!"

"Young Master Gu was able to kill the three Shaolin masters who were comparable to earthly immortals at the age of less than 20. This immortal way seems to be truly extraordinary!"

Such scenes are happening everywhere in the entire Kyushu continent.

Many people called their friends and rushed to Wudang out of curiosity.

The purpose is to ask the immortal for advice!
Cihang Jingzhai, Emperor Tafeng.

Shi Feixuan, dressed in a light green gown, stood quietly at the edge of the cliff.

A breeze blew by, lifting the hem of her clothes, skirt and hair, revealing her beautiful face.

However, this beautiful face now revealed a trace of sadness, which made her look even more pitiful, making everyone who saw her want to hold her in their arms.

Familiar footsteps were heard behind her, but Shi Feixuan was still staring blankly at the sea of ​​clouds below, her eyes seemingly out of focus.

Fan Qinghui walked up to Shi Feixuan and sighed slightly when he saw her like this.

"Feixuan, are you still thinking about Gu Changfeng because of the news you heard about him?"

"You are the current Saintess of my Cihang Jingzhai. You will definitely take over the position of the head of Cihang Jingzhai in the future. You must not be emotional. This is a taboo."

Shi Feixuan's eyes finally focused, her face returned to its usual cold look, and she nodded at Fan Qinghui.

"Master, don't worry. Feixuan knows all about these things." Fan Qinghui nodded and continued.

"The people behind the Yuwen clan have always been very mysterious, but they seem to be quite active recently."

"Once you have too many moves, it's inevitable that there will be loopholes."

"After you have rested for a few days, go down the mountain and make sure you find out who is behind the Yuwen clan!"

Shi Feixuan nodded expressionlessly.

"Yes! Master!"

Then she turned and left without looking back.

Fan Qinghui opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

After Shi Feixuan completely disappeared from her sight, she sighed heavily and muttered to herself in an inaudible voice.

"Master has raised you since you were a child, how could he not know what's on your mind? You are clearly obsessed with Gu Changfeng."

"But this is the rule of our sect. Even I, the master, can do nothing about it."

Northern Shaolin, in the Bodhidharma Hall.

Snapped!
The abbot, Master Miaodi, smashed the wooden fish made of golden nanmu wood in his hand hard on the ground, and wood chips flew everywhere.

He no longer had the kind-hearted look he had in the past, but instead had a ferocious face as he roared at the Shaolin leaders.

"Gu Changfeng! Gu Changfeng! How dare you do this!"

"Three thousand people! All my three thousand elite Shaolin disciples died at his hands! Even three of my uncles died!"

"Wudang Sect has been bullying Shaolin too much. Tell me, what should we do?"

The monks in the hall looked at each other, but there was complete silence and no one dared to speak.

Seeing this, Master Miao Di became even angrier and pointed at one of them and shouted.

"Kong Ming, you are the elder of Luohan Hall, responsible for external affairs, you speak!"

Kong Ming is a thin old man with bronze skin.

When the abbot called him by name, his face showed bitterness. He spoke with a desperate look.

"Abbot, it has always been the Shaolin that bullies others, and no one else bullies the Shaolin."

"There are still 5,000 monks in the academy. Let's attack Wudang Mountain directly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, someone nearby quickly spoke up to object.

"Absolutely not! Absolutely not!"

Then he looked at Master Miao Di and spoke quickly.

"Abbot, the losses of our Shaolin are too great. Our top fighters are falling one after another, and we cannot start a new war!"

"The Wudang Mountain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even if we can capture it, the loss to our Shaolin will be huge. It may affect the foundation of our Shaolin. I hope the abbot will think twice about this matter!"

Two people spoke up, and the other senior executives also spoke up.

But basically most people want to wait and see, and do not advocate taking immediate revenge on Wudang.

Zen Master Miao Di's expression changed from gloomy to bright, and his eyes swept across everyone's face one by one.

Wherever his eyes moved, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look at him. The entire Arhat Hall fell into silence again.

Taking a deep breath, Master Miao Di slowly closed his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He understood very well that the Shaolin tradition had been passed down for too long.

With such a long period of time, it is natural to accumulate a good number of strong people and a deep foundation, but it will also breed some problems.

For example, these people have basically lived a comfortable life since childhood and are very satisfied with the status quo. They are short-sighted and can only see the immediate benefits.

For example, there are too many hills in the gate.

Once it comes to working hard, everyone pushes and shoves, fearing that their own interests will be harmed.

I wish others would shed their blood so that I can take all the benefits.

After a long time, Zen Master Miao Di opened his eyes again and spoke with a gloomy face.

"Alright, Shaolin must get back at Wudang for this incident. This is set in stone!"

Then, he changed the subject.

"But we need to discuss how to do it and who should do it."

"Okay, let's all disperse."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall stood up and said goodbye as if they had been pardoned.

After everyone left, Master Miao Di closed the door, turned to look at the Buddha statue behind him, clasped his hands together and spoke loudly.

"Miaozhi is confused, please give me some guidance, Bodhisattva!"

Countless golden swastika Buddhist seals flew out from Miao Di's body and sank into the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue's eyes shone with golden light and the expression on his face moved slightly, as if the statue had come alive.

Immediately afterwards, Miao Di heard the voice of Bodhisattva Guangmu Deva.

"The Emperor Ming has been keeping a close eye on us lately, so it's not advisable to take action."

"But the Wudang matter cannot be left like this."

"I have written a letter by hand, and you are to take it to Southern Shaolin in person."

"When it comes to Buddhist affairs, we can't just rely on Northern Shaolin to provide manpower and effort!"

After hearing this, Miao Di's eyes showed surprise and he quickly accepted the order respectfully.

"Yes, Bodhisattva, I will set off immediately!"

(End of this chapter)