Chapter 475 Wudang Zhou Sage Meets with the Little Heavenly Master

"If the people in Wudang knew about this, they would be shocked!"

Under Wudang Xuanwu Sect, Lu Ci said with certainty, even though several hours had passed since Zhang Zhiwei cut off the river with his finger, it was still difficult for him to calm down whenever he thought of the scene at that time.

That kind of shock and horror can't be described in words. It always feels like experiencing myths and legends personally.

He is really too powerful, and he is worthy of being someone he admires. It's a pity that a fool like Lao Lu stayed at Trinity Gate and never had the chance to see such a scene... Lu Ci thought to himself.

Zhang Huaiyi's heart was also uneasy, but he considered the problem more carefully than Lu Ci. He asked Zhang Zhiwei:

"Senior brother, why didn't you use that trick at the beginning? Is there any hidden danger or disadvantage?"

“I can’t tell you the hidden dangers and disadvantages,” Zhang Zhiwei said, “It’s just that the consumption is a bit high!”

Not only is it a bit big, it's simply an exaggeration.

Without the power of the church's faith to supplement it, the action just now of using one's own strength to contend with the world was simply asking for death.

It is impossible to succeed at all. If you try to do it by force, it will only hurt the source. Only those who have the means of saint stealing and can use the power of heaven and earth for their own use can dare to do this.

"I see!"

When Zhang Huaiyi heard Zhang Zhiwei say that there were no side effects, he felt both happy and unspeakably regretful. It was so unreasonable that this trick had no side effects!

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, how does the method you just used compare to Wudang Clan Leader?" Lu Ci suddenly asked on a whim.

"Second brother, in this important place of Wudang, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Ren shouted quickly.

In the past few years, there has been a saying in the martial arts world that martial arts masters have weak points, but sharp spears really kill people. This refers to the two masters who were invincible in the world in the early years.

Among them, the sharp gun refers to Li Shuwen, the top master of the foreign family, and the martial saint refers to the Wudang sect leader.

In history, there are no simple people who were given the nickname of Martial Saint. Guan Yu and Yue Fei were both enemies of ten thousand people.

From this nickname, we can see how powerful Wudang Clan Leader is.

But there is no definite answer on how strong it is.

Because Wu Sheng has never made a move since he retired to Wudang Mountain. Therefore, there is a saying that the martial saint has a weakness.

This is why Lu Ci compared him with Zhang Zhiwei.

"Martial Saint..." Zhang Huaiyi glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, thoughtfully.

Zhang Zhiwei himself doesn't care about the answer to this question. He never regards anyone as his opponent.

This time I came to Wudang, firstly to deliver a letter for the charterer, and secondly to see what happened to the Tiantongqimen that Zhou Sheng had discussed with him that night.

He remembered that when he left that day, Zhou Sheng had asked if he could pass on the strange knowledge to his brothers if he sorted it out. He let Zhou Sheng do it himself.

With Zhou Sheng's character, he should be able to pass on talents, but I don't know if anyone in Wudang has gone crazy practicing Qi Men.

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself and looked up at the endless stairs in front of him. Because they were visiting Wudang, out of politeness, after passing the Xuanwu Gate, they did not resort to any tricks and went up the mountain along the mountain path.

At this moment, Wudang Mountain is not peaceful. As a major sect in the alien world, Wudang naturally has its own intelligence sources and communication methods.

Before Zhang Zhiwei and his party went up the mountain, the ship hit a reef and sank on the Han River at the foot of Wudang Mountain. The Wudang Immortal appeared, and word of the broken river reached Wudang.

After hearing the news, the Taoist priests in Wudang didn't believe it at first. After confirming that the source of the news was correct, they were shocked and said it was impossible. There were no such awesome Taoist priests in Wudang.

"Could it be Master who took action?" A Taoist priest guessed.

"It's unlikely. Master, let alone taking action, has not even descended the mountain in recent years. He has been in retreat at the Prince's Cave in Zhanqi Peak behind Zixiao Palace. He shouldn't be so high-profile."

"Furthermore, according to the news, it is not just the Taoist priest who divides the river with one finger, but also several young helpers. This is definitely not the master!"

Another Taoist priest whispered: "Such a method...could it be that Emperor Zhenwu really showed up?"

"How can this be?"

"How is it impossible? I heard from Zhou Sheng that last time in Liaodong, the little heavenly master at Longhu Mountain used the magic power of Emperor Zhenwu to bless his body and kill the demons with great force. You said, this time Will it be the same?"

"What's the same? Could it be that the Little Heavenly Master came to our Wudang?"

"That's not the case. What I mean is, could it be that some senior also commanded Emperor Zhenwu's divine power to cut off the river with one finger?"

"It's not impossible for you to say that. We have seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, and twenty-four streams in Wudang. Many unknown Taoist masters live here in seclusion. Maybe they took action, but not necessarily! "

"That's right. By the way, speaking of the Little Heavenly Master, there has been a lot of rumors in the world recently, saying that he colluded with the acting head of Quanxing and was an acquaintance of eight worshipers. How can I say this?!"

"It's unlikely, maybe it's just a rumor? Since ancient times, good and evil have not been coexisting. As a disciple of the Celestial Master, if he hangs out with the leader of the evil way, can the Celestial Master spare him?"

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This side of Yuxu Palace is noisy, but the other side is very quiet.

A little Taoist priest with small eyes, messy hair, shabby clothes, and a chin that was a bit too big to the sky. He looked a little ugly. He was holding a book in one hand and a dead branch in the other hand, and he drew dense patterns on the ground. of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and kept talking to himself.

This person was none other than Zhou Sheng. Zhou Sheng was not very interested in anything other than magic, so he stopped gossiping with his fellow apprentices and was immersed in studying.

After painting for a while, his face changed slightly, he waved his hand to erase the traces on the ground, frowned and said to himself:

"It still doesn't work. I understand the principles, but the specific method is wrong. I still need to think about it. It would be great if Senior Brother Zhang from the Tianshi Mansion is here. If I ask him, I will definitely gain a lot."

But immediately, Zhou Sheng shook his head: "Master led me in. Cultivation depends on oneself. Senior Brother Zhang has already said what needs to be said. If you still trouble him, what use do I have?"

"Don't ask outside, don't ask outside. Since it's a little hard to think about, let's not think about it for now!"

Zhou Sheng raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's almost noon. The sky is big and the earth is big, so eating is the biggest thing. Let's go have a meal first and then have a good sleep. I'll think about other things later!"

Then, he waved, and a black donkey grazing in the distance came slowly.

Zhou Sheng turned over on the donkey, put his feet on the donkey's head, rested his head on the donkey's butt, closed his eyes, hummed an unknown tune, and let the black donkey carry him back.

Halfway through the journey, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, long time no see!"

This sound is very melodious and rolling, making people feel as if it is coming from the sky.

Zhou Sheng, who was taking a nap on the donkey's back, was startled. He turned around and saw a group of people walking towards him on the mountain road.

The leader was wearing a Taoist robe. He was tall and tall and stood out from the crowd, making people notice him at a glance.

When he saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, a look of surprise appeared on his face, which looked like he had seen through the world of mortals. He quickly jumped off the donkey's back and ran to Zhang Zhiwei, holding his hands. road:

"Wudang Zhou Sage, pay homage to the Little Heavenly Master!!"

"Long time no see!" Zhang Zhiwei walked over, patted Zhou Sheng's shoulder heavily and said: "We have been on the battlefield together, and this is a life-long friendship. There is no need to be so polite!"

Zhou Sheng nodded: "It's Senior Brother Zhang. If Senior Brother Zhang doesn't mind, just call me Junior Brother Zhou!"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "We haven't seen each other for a while. Has Junior Brother Zhou found the Qimen we discussed last time?"

Zhou Sheng sighed and said: "I feel ashamed to say that he has been a little too lazy and slack these days. Even with Senior Brother Zhang's advice, he only managed half of it!"

Riding a donkey backwards and humming a song, you are indeed lazy and lazy, and you and Wang will die together, but this is the mentality you need... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't feel any surprise that Zhou Sheng didn't get the result. Wang Ye trained under Fenghou Qimen and it took him several months to get started.

He just mentioned some of his key contents and explained the principles clearly, but it will definitely take longer to integrate these principles into the existing Qimen system than directly studying the Qimen style.

In addition, Zhou Sheng is a lazy guy, and it will probably take him a few years to do it. He is not in a hurry about this, after all, he can do it himself.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "If you don't understand it, just don't think about it for now. There are some things that you can't rush!"

"Senior Brother Zhang is right, I think so too!" Zhou Sheng said and looked at Lu Ci and Lu Ren: "Two, long time no see!"

"Daozhang Zhou, long time no see!"

Lu Ci and Lu Ren held hands and said that they had met in Liaodong before, so they were no strangers.

"By the way," Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong, "these two are..."

"My junior brothers, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong!" Zhang Zhiwei introduced.

Upon hearing that he was Zhang Zhiwei's junior brother, Zhou Sheng greeted him quickly:

"Since he is the senior brother of Senior Brother Zhang, he is also my senior brother. Wudang Zhou Sage has met these two senior brothers!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong did not dare to express their gratitude, so they quickly hugged their hands and returned the greeting.

"Tian Jinzhong of the Tianshi Mansion has met Senior Brother Zhou!"

"Zhang Huaiyi of Tianshi Mansion has met Senior Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Huaiyi: "I see that Senior Brother Huaiyi is full of energy, and there is a faint feeling of heat and sharpness in his body. Could it be that he is a fake disciple who was given the thunder method?"

Zhang Huaiyi glanced at Zhou Sheng in surprise. With his control over Qi, he was able to see through him. This person was not simple.

"Senior Brother Zhou has good eyesight. My surname is indeed fake!" Zhang Huaiyi said.

"It's really rare to be like Senior Brother Zhang!" Zhou Sheng praised and looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "I wonder why Senior Brother Zhang suddenly visited Wudang?"

He didn't think that Zhang Zhiwei came here for him.

Zhang Zhiwei took out a letter from his wallet: "I was asked to come to Wudang to deliver a letter!"

Zhou Sheng took it and took a look at it, and said in surprise: "Is this what Uncle Yang Guo gave to Master?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "Are you familiar with him?"

"I'm not very familiar with him, I just met him a few times!"

Zhou Sheng said: "Not long after I went up the mountain, he left without saying goodbye. It is said that due to the grudges in the world, his only son died tragically. The couple was disheartened and withdrew from the world."

"Over the years, Wudang has looked for him several times, but failed to find him. Later, the master said that he was safe and sound and asked us not to disturb him, so he stopped looking for him. Senior Brother Zhang, have you met him?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "I went to the Magic City some time ago and met there!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Ci, Lu Ren, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong all looked at Zhang Zhiwei speechlessly.

Didn't the charterer give special instructions when he left? Needless to say where he is now living in seclusion, but before the people in Wudang asked, you just told him like a fool. He is indeed the loosest person in Longhu Mountain...

Zhou Sheng suddenly realized: "It turns out that Uncle Yang is in the Magic City!"

Zhang Zhiwei remembered the charterer's instructions: "Senior, I don't want to be disturbed!"

"I understand!" Zhou Sheng nodded, "We feel relieved knowing that he is fine and will not disturb him."

"As for this letter..." Zhou Sheng handed the letter to Zhang Zhiwei: "I'd better trouble Senior Brother Zhang to deliver it to Senior Master personally!"

Zhang Zhiwei put away the letter and said, "Then please take us to see the door manager!"

"Master is doing some cultivation in the back mountain, I'd better take you up the mountain first!"

Zhou Sheng drove the donkey ahead: "By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, this is your first time coming to Wudang Mountain!"

"So be it!"

Zhou Sheng glanced at Zhang Zhiwei in surprise, "Yes, it means, if it doesn't, it doesn't. What does it mean?"

However, he was most afraid of trouble and was not interested in many things, so he didn't ask much. He only said that he wanted to be Zhang Zhiwei's guide and take him to visit Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei would naturally not object. Under the construction of Ming Chengzu, Wudang Mountain would not be smaller than Longhu Mountain. It would be really hard to have fun without anyone to lead the way.

"Senior Brother Zhang, my younger brother is still practicing at Yuxu Palace. Bring him with you. He knows more about the fragmentary allusions of Wudang than I do. Let him tell the story!" Zhou Sheng suddenly said.

In fact, with his lazy temperament, if the person who came was not Zhang Zhiwei, he would probably say hello and leave without even saying a few words, let alone taking him sightseeing.

It's not like he doesn't know some allusions. As a warlock, he knows thousands of strange formulas by heart. How could he not remember the allusions?

It's just that after he volunteered to take Zhang Zhiwei for sightseeing, he suddenly thought that if he brought his younger brother with him, he would be able to be lazy and let his younger brother do everything. All he had to do was ride a donkey and follow behind. That's not right. , I was here holding the donkey. In front of Senior Brother Zhang, I still couldn’t be too careless about my image.

"By the way, let's call Xiaohong, Xiaofang, and Xiaolu. We've been to Liaodong together, let's get together!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Xiao Hong is Hong Yin, Xiao Lu and Xiao Fang are Master Lu and Master Fang in the plot, and the three of them are the three elders of Wudang who went crazy after practicing Feng and Qi Men.

Of course, now they can't call themselves masters, they can only call them children.

In Wudang Mountain, regardless of the Qian Dao or the Kun Dao, as long as anyone is virtuous and conducts the Dao, he is respected as "Master".

Soon, everyone came to a palace surrounded by mountains, surrounded by sword rivers, surrounded by flying gold and flowing green, which was magnificent and solemn.

"This is Yuxu Palace. It is the training place of Patriarch Sanfeng. He also said that Wudang will flourish in the future, so we mostly practice here!" Zhou Sheng introduced.

Lu Ren looked at the palace in front of him and praised:

"Taihe Jueding is like a city, and Yuxu is like Qin Afang. It is exactly as written in ancient texts!"

This is a poem used by Wang Shizhen, a famous writer in the Ming Dynasty, to describe Yuxu Palace.

Zhang Zhiwei is not as poetic as Lu Ren. He was tired of seeing the main hall as early as Longhu Mountain.

His gaze focused on the front of the palace, where the terrain was open and many disciples were practicing there.