Not to mention that Wudang itself was not a part of Quanzhen and Zhengyi.
For example, the two Sir Gods Turtle and Snake had already entered the orthodox Immortal Gods of Dao Sect 400 years ago. Now, no matter how unhappy Righteous Sect and Quan Zhen Sect were, they had no choice but to accept it.
However, the Wudang Sect Leader was excited when he thought that the Turtle God was the incarnation of his Patriarch. They were not familiar with the other Dao Sect immortals, but the Turtle Divine Lord was different. This was their own ancestor!
What could be more shocking than bragging that their ancestor was a god? Didn't they see that all the disciples of Wudang Sect were running towards the True Martial Temple?
"Little bastard, you cursed me to die early?”
Perfected Zhang blew his nose and glared when he heard the words of the current Wudang Sect Master! Yin God and Yang God are things that only exist after death. I'm still alive. Why do you care if I'm Yin God or Yang God?
"I'm just curious if the Yang God can really live forever in the world. It can show itself in broad daylight, fly in the sky, and hide underground…"
The Wudang Sect Leader muttered softly.
"Don't ask. If you ask, you don't."
Perfected Zhang ignored his grand-disciple and continued to look at the scene on the golden roll in the sky.
Time spun on the Golden Roll.
When Zhang Sanfeng was 90 years old, a disciple gave him a 500-year-old turtle. The old turtle was only the size of a millstone. Although its movements were slow, its body was full of vitality.
The old turtle was raised in Wudang by Perfected Zhang, and he had specially opened up a pool for it. This pool was the True Martial Pool, and Perfected Zhang would sit opposite the old turtle in his spare time.
Occasionally, Perfected Zhang would call himself Daoist Turtle…
The ninety-year-old Perfected Zhang had slowly stopped caring about the outside world. Except for the few times when Wudang was in danger and the crisis of Emei, no one in the world had ever seen Perfected Zhang fight.
Under his protection, both Wudang Sect and Emei Sect were growing stronger and stronger.
However, Zhang Sanfeng still heard the news! The news that he had expected but could never accept calmly.
"Guo Xiang is dead…"
When Zhang Sanfeng heard the news, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning or pressed down by a huge rock.
Zhang Sanfeng couldn't describe the feeling. At that moment, he felt his heart being gripped by something. He could only feel that he couldn't breathe.
His body staggered. This legendary existence who had long become a martial arts celestial was not even as good as ordinary people when he heard the news.
His eyes lost focus. He sat alone on the top of Mount Wudang and looked in the direction of Mount Emei.
In the past few decades, he had never seen Guo Xiang. However, he knew that the person he liked when he was young was on the mountain not far away from that direction.
But…
From now on, when he looked in the direction of Mount Emei again, he would no longer feel the existence of his sweetheart.
"How could this be, how could this be…"
On Mount Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng kept muttering. His eyes were filled with confusion. He knew Guo Xiang's martial arts aptitude all too well.
Even if he couldn't become a martial arts celestial being, it wasn't difficult to become a martial arts grandmaster. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think Guo Xiang would die so early!
Grandmasters still had 120 years of lifespan!
Guo Xiang was still so young. Even if he were to calculate according to the lifespan of a Grandmaster, Guo Xiang should not have passed away so early.
"Master, Emei sent someone to send you a letter.”
Just as Zhang Sanfeng was about to destroy Wudang Sect with his True Qi, his eldest disciple walked behind him under the terrifying pressure.
"Bring it over!"
Zhang Sanfeng restrained his surging true energy and turned around to receive the letter from Emei Sect in Song Yuanqiao's hands. Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to disturb his master. After handing over the letter, he turned around and left.
On the top of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the letter in his hand and tears flowed down unconsciously.
It was said that a man would not shed tears easily.
However, even if he was a martial arts expert, even if he was a legend, how could he not shed tears when he touched that touch of softness in his heart?
They all came from the human world and had human feelings!
Looking at the letter in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng's doubts that had been hidden in his heart for decades were finally resolved!
In the letter, Guo Xiang told her about her agreement with Zen Master Jue Yuan and the reason why she had left twice. Zhang Sanfeng liked her to the bone. Guo Xiang, who had a rough life, also treated Zhang Sanfeng as the softness buried in the deepest part of his heart.
The world was like this, and fate played tricks on people.
The two people who should have loved each other could not be together because of countless obstacles.
There are three hardships in life: love is separated, resentment is met, and there is no hope!
The lives of Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng had already occupied the love and separation of these three sufferings. They could not be begged for! This kind of feeling was something that only those who had entered deep into it would be able to tell others.
Zhang Sanfeng also knew why Guo Xiang only lived for a short 70 years.
Back then, the pursuit of the Mengyuan Steel Cavalry had already damaged her foundation. If she were to recuperate properly in the future, she might actually have a chance to recover her consciousness and advance further.
However, after leaving Shaolin, Guo Xiang hated his martial arts skills for the first time in his life! If it hadn't agreed to Zen Master Jue Yuan's request back then, would there be another possibility between her and Zhang Sanfeng?
If he hadn't begged Wu Se to steal Shaolin's ultimate skill, would she and Zhang Sanfeng have had a different ending?
Guo Xiang had pondered this question for countless nights.
Emei was a Buddhist sect, but every time Guo Xiang kneeled at the feet of Bodhisattva, he would ask what if?
She didn't have an answer. She could only hate her martial arts. Ever since she had entered Emei, her martial arts cultivation had not improved. In addition, every time she opened the Buddhist scriptures, she was thinking about everything about Zhang Junbao.
She didn't read Buddhist scriptures, and Buddha didn't save her.
The hidden dangers of the Ananda Oath-breaking Saber and the Demon Subduing Saber completely erupted. She only lived to be 77 years old.
And this year, Zhang Sanfeng was 90 years old…
Sixty years ago, they met for the first time.
Sixty years later, they were separated by life and death.
"You were born before I was born, I was born before you were old…"
When Zhang Sanfeng read the last few words of the letter, his heart was filled with despair. He hated Buddha because Buddha didn't allow him to be with the person he had loved for his entire life.
He hated Buddha because Buddha had forced the person he loved to die.
He abandoned the Buddha and dispersed all the true energy of the Pure Yang Limitless Art, as well as the withering true energy that Dharma had planted in his body!
The person in his heart had died, so what was the point of leaving him alone in the human world?
At the age of 90, he had lost the love of his life and dispersed his true qi! This martial arts deva had returned to the mortal world.
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