"Quick, quick, quick, catch up to the group of people who went to Wudang earlier! I don't ask you to teach me the method of longevity, but I only ask you to let me live a second life after a hundred years!”
In the Great Song Imperial Palace, Zhao Ji, the Emperor of Song Hui, was giving orders to Zhan Zhao. He himself respected Taoism, and every year, he used a total of a million silver coins to refine the Golden Core.
And whether those pills could prolong life was another question.
However, Perfected Zhang had truly displayed the ability to reverse life and death, and even the ability to absorb spirit souls. Zhao Ji had thought it through very clearly. Even if he could not live forever, if Perfected Zhang could collect his spirit soul, it would be extremely cost-effective for him to live a second life.
Not only Zhao Ji, but the Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao in the Great Ming Imperial Palace was also holding his dragon throne tightly at this moment. This was enough to show that he was extremely excited.
"Eunuch Cao, you should know what to say when you get the people from West Hall to Wudang. Big Ming, treat Perfected Zhang with the greatest sincerity.”
"Also, those people who ordered the World's Greatest Village to stop the Great Song and Great Tang. Wudang is within the Great Ming Empire. Even if the Immortal is the Imperial Preceptor, he is still the Imperial Preceptor of the Great Ming Empire!”
Zhu Houzhao first closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. Then, he opened his eyes and spoke quickly.
"Yes, sir!"
Cao Zhengchun did not delay. After listening to Zhu Houzhao's orders, he activated his martial grandmaster movement technique in the palace. In just a short moment, countless people in the Great Ming Imperial Palace had set off for Wudang.
The Great Tang was not as slow as the Great Ming and Great Song, and Yuan Tiangang's underlings were all mobilized. Not for anything else, but for Great Song and Great Ming, he walked to Perfected Zhang first.
"Wudang!"
"Old Bai, Scholar, Shopkeeper, Old Xu, do you think it's too late for me to go to Wudang Mountain to become a disciple?”
In front of Tongfu Inn, Li Dazui looked at everything in the sky in a daze. The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something and turned to ask Xu Fengnian and the others.
"Master?"
"Don't even think about it. With the exposure of this scene in the sky, who knows how many people in the world will want to go to Wudang Mountain to become disciples. To put it bluntly, most people in the world wanted to go to Wudang to try their luck!”
"You…"
"Big mouth, let's save enough money first!”
Xu Fengnian coughed dryly to remind Li Dazui that he was poor. As for the poor, they did not have the money to walk to Wudang Mountain.
Li Dazui's ambition was halved after Xu Fengnian's words. However, he knew that Xu Fengnian was telling the truth. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he shut his mouth resentfully.
On the Golden List of Living Beings in the sky, Perfected Zhang's Yang God's trip this time seemed to have helped him break through some bottleneck by reversing life and death.
As he returned to Wudang, the back mountain of Wudang became more and more mysterious. The Wudang Sect disciples of that generation often saw their own grandmaster living in the wind and sleeping in the open in the sky, flying alone with the sunset in the sea of clouds!
One year after Zhang Sanfeng returned to Wudang Sect, Perfected Zhang also lived to be a hundred years old.
This year, a Wudang disciple saw the Yin-Yang Taijitu rising from the back of the mountain. This year, some people felt that their own ancestor seemed to be floating and ascending to immortality!
The Sun God traveled as a true immortal, and his hundred-year-old lifespan entered the realm of legends!
As these words appeared on the Nine Provinces Golden Rankings, all living beings in the Nine Provinces understood. When Perfected Zhang was a hundred years old, he had completely broken through the mythical realm of martial arts!
Sun God Perfected Lord, a martial arts legend!
One of them was a supreme realm that countless martial artists could not reach in their lifetime, and the other was a Daoist Perfected Lord that countless Daoist experts could not reach.
If an ordinary person cultivated one, it would be enough to leave a name in history. And Perfected Zhang had become the Immortal Yang God and a martial arts legend at the same time!
This made him even more unlike a mortal. If an ignorant child saw Perfected Zhang, the first thought that rose in their hearts would be that they had met an immortal!
In the Nine Regions where everyone practiced martial arts, Zhang Sanfeng was more like an immortal cultivator than a Jianghu guest.
The 100-year-old human legend and the Daoist Supreme made Perfected Zhang completely lose interest in the chaos at the foot of the mountain.
After he taught his disciples the Taiji Fist Sword that he had created when he was 100 years old, he opened up a pool in the back of Mount Wudang.
The old turtle that Perfected Zhang received on his 90th birthday was left behind by Perfected Zhang to accompany him at the back of the mountain. Every day, he only breathed in and out the Purple Qi from the East, drank the dew from the mountains, and occasionally practiced Taiji Fist and Taiji Sword.
Under the moonlight, the sun god traveled to nurture the pearl where Guo Xiang's soul was located. He would stand by the pool and look at the old turtle for half a month. He would travel tens of thousands of miles in the sun god and enter and exit the green sky.
It could be said that Perfected Zhang fulfilled all the imaginations of the people of the Nine Regions towards immortals. He was like a living immortal living in seclusion in the back mountain of Wudang Mountain, sitting on the mountain and watching the separation and reunion of the human world, watching the joys and sorrows of the mortal world!
At 150 years old, no one knew what level Perfected Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation had reached. At that time, three of the seven sons of Wudang had cultivated to the realm of martial arts grandmaster.
At this time, Wudang had already become the holy land of the martial arts world. Mount Emei was secretly protected by Perfected Zhang, and it gradually became a famous sect in the martial arts world.
The Mengyuan imperial court at the foot of the mountain had also been overthrown by Great Ming. The first emperor of Ming Dynasty visited Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang several times. Other than the first time he met Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhang Sanfeng did not care much about the imperial power in the world.
When he was over 170 years old, Perfected Zhang met Dugu Qiubai. This scene had once appeared in Dugu Qiubai's life.
At the age of 180, Perfected Zhang's disciples began to gradually pass away. They had not broken through to the Martial Dao Grandmaster Realm. Although they had all become Martial Dao Grandmasters, their lifespans were like a natural moat that they could not break through.
Perfected Zhang couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his disciple die in front of him. He also set up a statue of the seven sons of Wudang in the True Martial Palace of Wudang. He gathered the souls of the dead disciples and placed them in the clay sculpture.
However, there were very few Daoist Yin Gods who could achieve the Yang God in the clay sculpture, let alone his disciples who had not yet developed the Yin God.
The statues of the seven sons of Wudang were just a place for Perfected Zhang to remember his disciples. After setting up the statues of the seven sons of Wudang, Perfected Zhang seemed to have discovered another function of the Yang God.
He would often leave his body in the middle of the night and walk into the statues of his disciples. He would either preach the scriptures to his disciples in the statues or use wisps of light that ordinary people could not see to wash the souls of his disciples.
At the age of 220, only Song Yuanqiao was still alive among the Seven Sons of Wudang. However, he was also nearing his end. After Perfected Zhang sent away his last disciple, no one in Wudang knew that Perfected Zhang was still alive.
He had truly become a legend, a legend that only existed in the mouths of others.
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