Wudang Mountain.
Many Wudang disciples blocked the mountain path.
"Our Wudang Sect only has rules. If you don't know your weapon, you can't go up the mountain.”
A young Taoist priest stood in front of the Wudang disciples and shouted at the people from the various sects at the foot of the mountain.
"Zhuo Yihang, you're just a third generation disciple of Wudang Sect, how dare you stop us?”
"That's right. There are still seven old men in your second generation of Wudang. Ask them to come out. You're not worthy of talking to us.”
"Amitabha. Martial Nephew, please open the way. If the heroes behind me attack, you won't be able to stop them.”
Zhuo Yi Hang glanced at the monk who spoke and sneered."My Wudang Sect has nothing to do with Shaolin Temple. Master, you can just call me Taoist Priest.”
"Furthermore, as a disciple of Wudang Sect, I will naturally protect Wudang Sect.”
"If you charge into the mountain today, even if I die, I won't retreat.”
"Junior Brothers, draw your swords and prepare for battle.”
Zhuo Yihang shouted. The Wudang disciples behind him drew their swords and pointed them at the sects at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing the Wudang disciples draw their swords, the people from the various sects at the foot of the mountain were furious.
The battle between the two sides was imminent.
"Who dares to cause trouble in my Wudang Sect?"
An old voice sounded from the mountain.
An old Taoist priest was already standing in front of Zhuo Yihang.
"Greetings, Daoist Master."
Zhuo Yihang and the other Wudang disciples bowed in unison.
"If you wish to join Wudang, you will need to comprehend the sword.”
"This is a rule set by my master.”
"If you don't agree, you can ask the True Martial Sword in my hand first.”
Song Yuanqiao shook his sword slightly, and the sword hums were endless. Sword qi spiraled in the void.
Some of the small sects that wanted to fish in troubled waters trembled and did not dare to speak.
Even the leader of the Shaolin Monastery frowned.
The name of the True Martial Sword was well-known throughout the world.
There were countless divine weapons in the world, and the True Martial Sword was also one of the best.
At this moment, six voices came over.
"Do you all think that Wudang Sect will have no one left now that my master has ascended?”
"We are old, but we are not dead yet.”
"If you want to fight today, Wudang Sect will accompany you to the end.”
Yu Daiyan and the others flew over with the wind and landed beside Song Yuanqiao.
The seven of them staggered, forming the shape of the Big Dipper.
True Martial Seven Segments Sword Formation.
"Senior Brother, what should we do? Now that the seven of them had joined forces and had the True Martial Sword in their hands, they were invincible.”
"Should we ask the temple for help? Please head down the mountain."
"The abbot is the Advent King Kong. He will definitely be able to break the formation and take down Wudang.”
The Advent King Kong was equivalent to a land god.
Among the monks of Shaolin Temple.
The old monk in the lead, Xuande, asked softly.
Beside him, the old monk Xuan Ci formed a flower pinching seal.
"Don't be anxious. Wait a little longer."
"The abbot has already given us instructions when we left the mountain.”
"Soon, a land god will come.”
The old monk, Xuande, was stunned for a moment. He then nodded and did not say anything else.
The scene was in a deadlock. No one attacked or spoke.
The Wudang Sect disciples were waiting for them to leave, while Song Yuanqiao and the others were waiting for Ying Ge.
The small sects were waiting for the Shaolin Temple to make a move, and the Shaolin Temple was waiting for the arrival of the land immortals.
Time slowly passed.
All of a sudden, a streak of purple qi came from the west.
The Wudang disciples looked up and saw a demonic aura coming from the purple gas.
Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly.
The Lord of Heaven, Xi Ying.
"He actually became a Land Deity?”
Zhang Cuishan said in shock.
"Back then, when he was still at the First Stage, he was able to escape from the hands of Heaven Saber Song Que, a land immortal. This is enough to show his strength," Song Yuanqiao said softly.”
"It's not surprising that you've become a demigod now.”
A demonic voice sounded in the air.
"Yo, it's so lively."
Purple qi condensed in the air, and a figure stepped out from the purple qi.
Demonic Sect, Exterminating Emotions Sect, Heavenly Lord Xi Ying.
Xi Ying walked in the air with a thin piece of paper in his hand.
"The breathing room enters the dantian, and the jade pool of clear water fills the spirit root. It can be cultivated for a long time, and the people in the Yellow Court wear red clothes.”
Xi Ying looked at the thin paper in his hand and recited the scriptures on it.
Many people from the small sects at the foot of the mountain pricked up their ears and memorized this scripture.
Even though the Yellow Court Scripture's remnant page had been spread to the martial world, only those large sects had seen the original text.
These small sects only knew that there was such a thing, but they were not qualified to see it.
Just as most of the people from the small sects pricked up their ears to listen, Xi Ying frowned.
"Do you think you're worthy of listening to such a Daoist scripture?”
Xi Ying looked at those who were secretly memorizing and reprimanded sternly.
In an instant, countless purple qi descended from the sky and bombarded those people from the small sects.
"Run!"
"Help!"
"Damned devil, you will die a horrible death.”
The scene became chaotic.
Some people ran outside, while others ran towards the Shaolin Temple, hoping that the Shaolin Temple could help.
But now that Xi Ying was already a land god, how could they dare to save him? It was too late to protect themselves.
A Buddha phantom appeared and firmly enveloped the Shaolin disciples. The others were bounced away by the golden Buddhist light when they came over.
There were even people who headed towards the mountain path of Wudang Sect to ask for help.
Song Yuanqiao stared at them coldly, his true energy surging to block those people outside.
A group of hyenas who wanted to bite Wudang and still wanted Wudang to save them?
"Hahahahaha."
"Aren't Shaolin and Wudang sects famous sects? Why didn't you save her?"
The Heaven Monarch Xi Ying laughed loudly in the air as he watched those people on the ground dodge the purple qi and flee in a sorry state.
"Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect are righteous sects.”
"Brothers, charge out. We will definitely announce this matter to the world and let the world see the face of this famous sect.”
"Shaolin and Wudang colluded with the Demonic Sect in an attempt to overthrow the righteous path.”
Some of the fleeing people kept shouting.
They either wanted to stir up trouble or force Shaolin and Wudang to save him.
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