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

Chapter 297 The Demon Monk Attacks
With the influx of a large number of refugees and martial artists, the Wudang Sect became much more lively.

As for food, the previous Wudang Sect really would not be able to supply so many people.

However, now due to the existence of the super spirit gathering formation, the concentration of spiritual energy among the five peaks of Wudang has reached an extremely considerable level.

Even various vegetation and animals grew rapidly, and the grain output naturally increased countless times. Even the granaries in the Wudang Sect were expanded several times.

The food stored in the Wudang Sect nowadays is enough to feed not only tens of thousands of people, but even 500,000 or 600,000 people for several years.

Looking at the crowd below who were moving in an orderly manner under the guidance of the Wudang disciples, Gu Changfeng suddenly had an idea in his mind and couldn't help but smile.

"There are a lot of abandoned fields between the five peaks now. These places below are empty anyway, so we can make full use of them now."

"If these people are willing, they can directly join Wudang as outer disciples, which can also solve Wudang's current population problem."

"In the future, we can select disciples with outstanding qualifications from among them to join the inner sect, which can be regarded as a virtuous cycle."

Originally, in Gu Changfeng's opinion, Wudang would sooner or later expand and increase the number of members in the sect.

This time it was a perfect opportunity.

Moreover, most of these people are honest and decent ordinary people, and their loyalty is relatively reliable.

Even if there are some people with bad intentions sneaking in, they will have nowhere to hide in front of himself and Song Yuanqiao and other cultivators who possess spiritual awareness.

Even Gu Changfeng thought of it.

Perhaps many years later, a family of immortal cultivators will appear at the foot of Mount Wudang.

After hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng nodded in agreement.

"Well, Changfeng, you have considered everything. Let's do as you say!"

Then he changed the subject and spoke again, his tone solemn.

"Now that my master has reached the late Jindan stage, it is difficult for him to make further breakthroughs in a short period of time. There is no need to continue his retreat."

"It's also a good opportunity to test the combat effectiveness of Taiji Hunyuan Jue."

Gu Changfeng's eyes lit up and showed anticipation.

Although we have never seen Lao Zhang take action since he became an immortal through martial arts, and if we simply compare the realms, Lao Zhang's current realm is not even as high as that of an earthly immortal.

But whether it is Lao Zhang's self-created Tai Chi Hunyuan Jue, Yin-Yang Spiritual Roots, or the condensed Tai Chi Hunyuan Golden Pill, they are obviously not ordinary items.

Gu Changfeng estimated that Lao Zhang’s fighting ability would definitely not be worse than before, and would even be stronger than when he was practicing martial arts to the Earthly Immortal realm!
On the ground below.

A Qiang, who had broken his leg, had difficulty walking, but under Gu Changfeng's Yi Mu magic treatment, his bones have healed a lot and he can barely walk on his own.

In addition, since he is in an environment with extremely high concentration of spiritual energy, he will probably recover in a few days at most.

At this time, Aqiang's family of seven, led by a Wudang disciple, arrived at the gate of a small courtyard.

This young disciple, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, gave careful instructions to Aqiang and the others.

"Okay, this is where you'll be staying from now on. It's completely yours. You can stay here as long as you want."

"After you have rested, you can go to the outer gate hall in the east to claim your own land."

"Oh, by the way, if you encounter any difficult problems on a daily basis, you can go to the outer gate hall to seek help. There will be my Wudang disciples stationed there."

"Do you have any questions or concerns?"

Is this where we live?

Aqiang and others looked at the courtyard in front of them with some disbelief.

This courtyard looks very new, very clean and has a large area. It consists of several houses similar to a courtyard house and a circle surrounding it, which is at least three or four hundred square meters.

Not to mention seven people, even if more than a dozen people lived in it it wouldn't seem crowded at all.

There are green mountains behind them and a small river not far away. The scenery is beautiful and living there is extremely convenient. It is many times better than their residence in the city.

Aqiang asked in a daze.

"Master, is this really our residence from now on?"

"If such a beautiful residence were placed in the city, only the wealthy masters would be able to live there."

His wife asked in surprise.

"Master, can we still be allocated land? Are you serious?"

"I wonder how much tax we will have to pay every year in the future?"

The young disciples of the Wudang Sect had kind smiles on their faces.

"Of course. Strictly speaking, this place will belong to you from now on."

"As for taxes, our Wudang Sect does not require you to pay taxes. All the harvested grains will belong to you."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't like farming. The Outer Gate Hall often issues various tasks, and you will be rewarded accordingly after completing the tasks."

"Also, if you are willing to join my Wudang Sect, that's fine too. You just need to pass the spiritual root test. Do you have any other questions?"

After hearing this, Aqiang and his wife felt as if they were struck by great happiness.

Free housing, good farmland, and no taxes!
Isn't this the life they dream of?

What's more, even ordinary people like them are qualified to join the Wudang Sect!
Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't even dare to think about it!
The saying "the poor are good at literature but rich are good at martial arts" is not just a simple saying.

If you want to join the various sects and schools in the martial arts world, the various resources required to practice martial arts are simply astronomical figures for ordinary people.

Once, Aqiang saw that the owner of the shop where he worked spent a huge amount of money to lay a foundation for his son to join the sect. In the end, he had to pay a considerable fee when joining the sect.

However, for the Wudang sect, which has become a top-notch sect, it only needs to pass the spiritual root test!

This not only gives ordinary people like them a way to survive, but also gives them hope!
Regardless of his leg injury, A Qiang immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Wudang disciples.

"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!"

The same is true for his wife.

The young disciple of Wudang Sect had never seen such a scene before. His face immediately turned red. He hurriedly helped the two men up and stammered.

"No need to do this, no need to do this!"

"These were all decided by my junior uncle, uncle, and grandfather. I just did some insignificant things."

“They are the ones you should really thank.”

"Okay, if you don't have any other questions, I'll be leaving first."

As he spoke, the young disciple hurriedly used his light body skills to leap away, which seemed to be a way of escaping in a panic.

Aqiang slowly stood up with the help of his wife, the excitement in his eyes had not yet faded.

He looked at the baby in the cradle, and a look of anticipation appeared on his face.

"Son, I guess this is how your father's life will be."

"But you are still young, and there is still a chance. If you are lucky enough to become a Wudang disciple and become an immortal master in the future, then our family will be transformed."

Next to him, Aqiang's wife also had a happy smile on her face.

In fact, she doesn't care much about whether her son can become a master in the future. What she cares about is the health of her parents and husband and the healthy growth of her children.

Ordinary people’s expectations are actually so plain and simple.

Similar scenes occurred in various places at the foot of Wufeng Mountain, which also gave rise to a sense of collective honor in the hearts of many young Wudang disciples.

They understand in their hearts.

It is precisely because of the arduous efforts of Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Gu Changfeng and others that the Wudang Sect has its current status, and their disciples can have a safe environment to practice and live, and they can gain respect.

Of course, for the sake of Wudang's safety, Gu Changfeng and Song Yuanqiao and others screened them through spiritual sense.

Not to mention, we actually discovered some people with bad intentions.

Some of them are wanted criminals in the underworld who have committed numerous crimes. They even wanted to commit crimes in Wudang and were caught red-handed.

Some were spies sent by other sects, intending to cause sabotage in Wudang.

Song Yuanqiao and others showed no mercy to such people and sent them directly to see the King of Hell.

Such a decisive scene of killing also successfully served as a deterrent.

Two days later, basically everyone had settled down and was enjoying a peaceful and tranquil life.

On the Tree of Life at Tianzhu Peak, Gu Changfeng, who meditated as usual, suddenly had a change of expression. He opened his eyes and looked outside. With his sharp five senses, he had heard a loud noise like the sound of waves.

"Oh? Is Miao Di here?"

Ripples appeared in space, and Gu Changfeng's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Almost at the same time, Old Zhang in the cave in the back mountain also sensed something, opened his eyes, and rode the light of escape into the sky.

On top of the five Wudang peaks, including Shuangshi Peak and Jinjian Peak, figures flew into the air on swords and headed towards the mountain gate.

Saw this scene.

The people who had just been living a peaceful life suddenly showed worries on their faces.

"Is it the Blood Sea and that evil monk who are coming? The Wudang Sect should be able to stop them, right?"

"It's hard to say. Even the millions of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have been swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood. The number of people in the Wudang Sect is still too small."

"Damn evil monk, we just settled down and they attacked us, they are not giving us a chance to survive."

"Humph! Anyway, I'm not leaving. If the immortal masters of Wudang Sect can't stop us, then it's useless for us to escape to anywhere. We will live and die with Wudang!"

at the same time.

A few miles away from the gate of Wudang Mountain.

A surging sea of ​​blood is coming, swallowing everything in its path.

Above the waves, thirteen blood-red lotus platforms floated above the surging sea of ​​blood, yet they were extremely stable.

The blood-colored lotus platform in the front is the largest, and Zen Master Miao Di is sitting cross-legged on it, with Kong Ming and others standing in a row behind him.

Kong Mei, who had absorbed the life energy of hundreds of thousands of people, looked even more evil. He licked his lips, with desire in his eyes.

"I heard that old fellow Zhang Sanfeng has also devoted himself to cultivating the Way of Immortality. I wonder how strong he is now."

Miao Di laughed and looked at the majestic Wudang Mountain in the distance with cold eyes.

"No matter how strong he is, he can't stop our fellow apprentices."

"The feud between Shaolin and Wudang over the years should be settled today!"

(End of this chapter)