The Great Sects Joined Forces to Attack the Ming Cult, Shocking the Whole Heaven and Earth!
It could be said that the death of the couple was extremely strange.
Although there was no clear evidence, almost all the top sects and forces knew that even if Zhang Cuishan and his wife did not die at the hands of Shaolin, Emei, and other sects and forces, they were definitely involved.
Wudang Sect was an existence like Mount Tai and Big Dipper in Jianghu, and Zhang Sanfeng was one of the strongest in Taoism.
How could you say that such a powerful force wouldn't know?
However, after so many years, the blood feud between Zhang Cuishan and his wife had not been resolved.
Seeing the disdain on the young man's face and the mockery in his words, Lu Chunyang's expression became slightly serious.
"Your Highness, I hope that you will not mention this matter again. If the people of Emei or even Shaolin hear this, even if you are the heir of the King of Yan Bei, I'm afraid you will not end well.”
"Tsk, do you think I like to talk about this?”
"I'm just looking down on your Wudang Sect," the young man said disdainfully."Besides, if Shaolin really dares to lay a hand on me, do you believe that Yan Bei's million iron cavalry will flatten the entire Shaolin Temple in an instant?"”
Shaolin was indeed one of the holy lands of Buddhism. There were countless experts there, and there were probably several of them who had achieved the integration of Heaven and man, but so what?
Did they really think that the army of this world was just ordinary soldiers?
The armies of the various empires all had cultivation, especially the elite armies. Even if a strong soldier was placed in the pugilistic world, he would still be an expert in the Postnatal Realm.
This was especially true for armies. There were battle formations for armies of tens of millions. Even martial grandmasters would die if they formed a battle formation. Even the integration of Heaven and man would have to be wary of them.
Each of the one million cavalrymen of Yan Bei was a seasoned elite soldier, an iron-blooded soldier, and each of them had at least three levels of Houtian cultivation.
Those elite troops had the cultivation of Houtian sixth or seventh stage. In addition to those Xiantian and grandmaster generals, they formed a battle formation.
It was possible for a million cavalry to trample Shaolin, but regardless of success or failure, both sides were likely to suffer heavy casualties.
Of course, the premise of all this was that Shaolin did not have any experts in the Land Immortal Realm.
Otherwise, even a million strong army would be futile.
"Your Highness, there are some things you don't understand. Perhaps you will understand in the future.”
Lu Chunyang looked at the young man with a complicated expression. Then, he shook his head and turned to the True Martial Golden Hall.
What happened back then, he was only a teenager.
He had been angry and resentful before.
However, it was useless!
Wudang was indeed powerful, and Zhang Sanfeng was indeed a martial arts legend. However, he…was not invincible.
Perhaps it was that incident back then that made him take the initiative to think of becoming the number one expert in the world for the first time.
As for the second time, it seemed to be because of that girl
…
Looking at Lu Chunyang's back as he left, the young man pursed his lips and turned to walk towards the waterfall, ready to continue practicing his saber art.
However, he was still toot,""The White Butcher said I don't understand! Old Man Huang said I don't understand, and you said I don't understand!
Don't I understand? What do I not understand?
I just don't want to live like a coward like you guys. He had scruples! I, Bai Longyue, will definitely walk a path that belongs to me in this life. No one will stop me!”
…True
Martial Golden Palace!
There were more than a dozen people gathered in the hall, and each of them frowned as they looked at Zhang Jiulou.
"Senior Brother, did Emei really say that they would unite with all the big sects to attack the Ming Cult and that our Wudang Sect would also send people there?”
Song Yuanqiao frowned and suppressed the anger in his heart. He looked at Zhang Jiulou and said in a deep voice.
"Bullshit!"
Song Yuanqiao had just finished speaking when Mo Shenggu, who was behind him, immediately could not help but shout angrily,"They still haven't given an explanation for Fifth Brother's death back then. Now, they actually dare to suck up to us and ask our Wudang Sect to send people to help them conquer the Ming Cult?”
"Emei, Shaolin, the entire Buddhist League is getting more and more insatiable.”In the crowd, Perfected Zi Yang said with a gloomy expression.
"Alright, stop arguing. Everyone knows what happened back then. The Buddhist Sect bullied our Wudang Sect, and there are many scums in the Dao Sect who side with outsiders. It was better to listen to the sect leader's senior brother's words first.”
A white-haired old man in a Daoist robe swept his gaze across the entire hall and shouted in a deep voice.
Hearing this, everyone in the hall couldn't help but shut up and look at Zhang Jiulou.
This person was another top-notch martial grandmaster of Wudang and had extremely high prestige.
Daoist Great Zen!
Plop ~
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the hall.
Lu Chunyang was walking over.
"Greetings, Sect Leader, and Senior Brothers.”
Lu Chunyang cupped his hands and bowed.
"Chunyang is here!"
"Chunyang, come and listen. Let's see what the sect master has to say.”
"…"
When they saw Lu Chunyang, the Wudang elders smiled and said kindly.
"Thank you, senior brothers. I'll just listen.”Lu Chunyang smiled honestly.
"Chunyang, come sit here!"
Suddenly, just as he finished speaking, a voice came from not far away.
A middle-aged Taoist priest was sitting on a futon to the left of Zhang Jiulou. He patted the futon beside him and gestured to Lu Chunyang.
Seeing this person, Lu Chunyang nodded. Without saying anything, he walked to the futon and sat down cross-legged.
"Senior Brother Mu, I see that all of you don't look too good. What's going on?”
After sitting down, Lyu Chun-Yang asked the middle-aged Taoist priest beside him in a low voice.
"What else could it be? He's dissatisfied with Emei, Shaolin, and the other Buddhist factions.”
The middle-aged Daoist shook his head and said calmly.
"Uh…that's true. It would be strange if I'm satisfied.”
"Alright, let's not talk about this. I heard that Li Geyang, the young master of the Power Gang, came to Wudang today?”Suddenly, the middle-aged Taoist priest beside him looked straight at Lu Chunyang and asked.
"That's right, he's here. He's currently cultivating in seclusion in the guest room.”
"Tsk…this is interesting. It seems that the Power Gang has a deep hatred for the Buddhist Sect.”The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes lit up.
"Senior Martial Brother Mu, I advise you not to have any ideas about the Power Gang. I don't know Li Chenzhou, so I can't say much. However, this Li Geyang is definitely not simple.”
Lu Chunyang glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest and warned softly.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest exclaimed softly and frowned subconsciously.
He knew his junior brother very well.
That was the legendary reincarnation of the ancient Sword Ancestor, Lu Dongbin. Although he did not have any cultivation now, his eyesight was extremely accurate.
A person who could make this junior brother so fearful and respected in the eyes of the rudders was definitely not simple.
"Perhaps…I have to find an opportunity to meet that Li Geyang.”The middle-aged Taoist priest thought to himself.
At this moment, Wudang Sect's Sect Leader Zhang Jiulou swept his gaze across the crowd in the hall and said in a deep voice,""You know what happened. Although I'm unwilling, there are some things that I can't do.
After Emei's letter was sent, in less than fifteen minutes, Dragon Tiger Mountain and many cultivators from the Dao Sect sent letters to ask Wudang Sect to send people to attack the Ming Cult.”
At this point, Zhang Jiulou sighed softly,""Junior brothers, endure for a while longer! "Wait for Master to make another breakthrough, or wait for Chunyang to have an epiphany. At that time, perhaps our Wudang Sect will no longer be bound by any restrictions.”
At this point, Zhang Jiulou could not help but look at Lu Chunyang, who was hiding at the side."Little Junior Brother, did you hear what I said just now? Wudang Sect is waiting for you to have an epiphany.”
"Uh..."
Lu Chunyang's mouth twitched slightly when he heard Zhang Jiulou's words and looked at his senior brothers in the hall who were looking at him with anticipation.
At this moment, his heart was filled with slander.
Others might not know, but how could he not?
This sect master senior brother of his was also a sly old man.
All these years, he had secretly made a lot of plans. Not to mention others, just the two people who were currently staying in Wudang Mountain had probably already begun to be schemed against by this old cunning fellow.
The heir of the King of Yan Bei had taken the opportunity to weaken Mount Longhu, one of the sacred grounds of Taoism, and to deal with many people who had a grudge against Wudang.
A young master with power could probably cause the Buddhist Sect to suffer a lot of losses.
As Li Geyang's strength increased, many Buddhist experts would probably die because of him.
At that time, Wudang would hide their strength and bide their time. Who else could restrict them?
Of course, Lu Chunyang also knew that his Sect Leader wasn't actually scheming. It could only be said to be an investment and an open scheme!
"Alright, let's not talk about anything else. Who is willing to go to the Ming Cult this time?”
At this moment, Zhang Jiulou swept his gaze across everyone in the hall and asked softly.
However, all the Wudang powerhouses either closed their eyes or turned their heads away from him.
In any case, the presence of the one, the crowd, the one,
Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Jiulou could not help but smile helplessly."Since none of you are saying anything, then I will speak directly.”
"Yuanqiao, Liting, Shenggu, the three of you will lead the disciples to Light Summit.”
"Bring Feiyang, Yihang, and Qingshu along as well. It's a good opportunity for them to gain some experience.”
Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and the other two revealed a helpless expression. However, they could only nod and cupped their hands."Yes, Sect Leader Senior Brother!"
"Mm…Remember, you must not harm any Ming Cult disciples when you go. It's just for show. We're not really asking you to go and conquer the Ming Cult. The Ming Cult has resisted the foreign tribes of Mengyuan over the years and has made outstanding contributions to the Central Plains. I'm different. Someone from the Ming Cult died at the hands of Wudang Sect.”
"Yes, sir!"
When Song Yuanqiao and the other two heard this, they looked at each other and could not help but heave a sigh of relief in their hearts.
They were originally a little worried about this matter. After all, they had a good impression of the Ming Cult. However, they did not expect to really kill the Ming Cult members.
"Right, Junior Brother Mu, in case of any accidents, you should secretly follow them.”
Suddenly, Zhang Jiulou's gaze fell on the middle-aged Taoist priest beside Lu Chunyang. He continued in a deep voice,""I don't want what happened to Cuishan to happen again.”
"This…is it!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and nodded solemnly.
He also didn't want to see what had happened back then. If it hadn't been for his Master and the Hierarch Brother, he would have killed his way to Emei and Shaolin.
"Alright, let's arrange things like this. If there's nothing else, you can leave.”
"Yes, Sect Master Senior Brother will take his leave!”
"Yes…
""…"
As the Wudang elders left the hall, Zhang Jiulou was the only one left in the True Martial Golden Hall.
"We have been in turmoil for hundreds of years. When will our Wudang Sect be free from any restraints?”
Looking at the empty hall, Zhang Jiulou sighed softly and then closed his eyes to continue meditating.
…
Three days later!
This piece of news quickly spread across the entire world. In less than three months, countless sects and forces were completely shocked and excited because of this piece of news.
Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei had joined forces to invite all the sects and forces in the Jianghu to conquer the Ming Cult and attack Light Summit.
In a very short period of time, the Kunlun Sect, Kongtong Sect, Huashan Sect, and other famous sects accepted the invitation.
After that, the Great Song Divine Constabulary, the Great Ming Guarding Dragon Mountain Villa, the Great Sui Yuwen Family, and other imperial powers headed towards the Kunlun Mountains.
The news shocked countless people.
Some people in the martial world did a rough calculation. In just a few months, other than the Great Qin Empire, there were more than a hundred sects and powers in the martial world that responded to the Ming Cult's conquest.
Such a large-scale movement could be said to be the most important event in the martial arts world in recent decades.
However, soon, another piece of news spread in the martial world. The Ming Cult's leader, Light Summit, announced that anyone who stepped into the Kunlun Mountains would be killed without mercy!
Moreover, the Ming Cult's people gathered at Light Summit from all over the world.
Such grandeur, even the terrifying battle that erupted shocked the world and attracted the attention of countless people.
Everyone wanted to see who would emerge victorious in this battle.
Although there were many powerful people in the major sects, there were no less than millions of Ming Cult disciples.
There were 108 branches in the entire world, and each branch had at least thousands, tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands of disciples.
Furthermore, these disciples had already formed an army to defend against Meng Yuan and the other foreign tribes.
Even if they only sent out half of their forces, with the addition of the Ming Cult's main altar on the Light Summit, there would be at least hundreds of thousands of cult members.
With so many disciples, even if the major sects and forces were able to attack Light Summit, they would probably have to pay an extremely heavy price.
Time passed by slowly, and a few months passed in a flash.
Wudang Mountain, in the guest room!
Li Geyang finally woke up from his cultivation.
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