Li Xiuyuan seemed to take a step forward unsteadily and stepped onto the platform leisurely.
They were at the foot of a waterfall. The waterfall in front of them crashed down and crashed into the dark green pool below.
There were boulders that had been flattened by the water flow everywhere.
On one of the boulders, a man in white was lying on the ground. His breathing was long and slow, as if he had just received some powerful zhenqi and was slowly digesting it. It was Xu Fengnian.
Another sage-like man sat cross-legged on a rock. His hair and beard were intertwined, and his face was thin. The golden mark on his forehead slowly dimmed and finally disappeared. His expression instantly became dispirited, and his breathing became much faster. He could not even lift his eyelids.
This person was Wang Chonglou, the Sect Leader of Li Dynasty's Wudang Sect.
He panted heavily for a few moments. He placed one hand on the boulder and the other on his leg. His upper body kept shaking as if he was about to fall.
However, after panting a few times, he managed to stabilize himself.
He turned around and saw a mad monk with tattered shoes, a tattered hat, and dirty clothes. He was holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and a wine gourd hanging from his waist. He looked crazy and was half-crying and half-laughing.
It seemed crazy, but it was actually transcendent.
" You are…" Wang Chonglou couldn't help but ask.
Li Xiuyuan put his palms together, and the prayer beads on his body collided, emitting waves of Buddhist chants." This poor monk, Ji Gong, has ascended Wudang.”
"So it's Master Daoji."
Wang Chonglou instantly understood many things.
He raised his head and looked at the changes in the air.
A large amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged towards Wudang, causing the surrounding clouds to change.
In the entire Wudang Sect, the only person who could cause such a change was probably Little Junior Brother.
This time, his junior brother's epiphany was probably due to the guidance of Master Daoji. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had an epiphany for no reason.
"Wudang owes Master Daoji a favor.”
Li Xiuyuan didn't care." Those who are enlightened should be enlightened, and those who are awake should be awake. This is fate."”
When Wang Chonglou saw this, he laughed loudly and said,""So there really is a living Buddha in the world. Master Daoji is able to put aside his sect's views and show kindness to Wudang. He is many times higher than other people in the Buddhist Sect who pretend to be friendly.”
"The Seven Jewels of the Lantuo Monastery and the Dragon Tree Saint Monk of the Two Zen Monastery are far from Master Daoji's breadth of mind. Even Patriarch Bodhidharma of Shaolin is far inferior.”
"There are too many Buddhists in the world who use the name of Buddhism to benefit themselves.”
"People like Master Daoji are the real Living Buddhas.”
Facing Wang Chonglou's words, Li Xiuyuan was indifferent and said,""Buddha is the fated one, and his fate has arrived.”
Wang Chonglou's smile became even happier, and there was even a hint of freedom in it.
"I gave my life's worth of True Qi to someone else and finally gave Wudang a chance to live.”
"The only thing I'm worried about is the problem of the sect leader after I die.”
"Now that Junior Brother has also gained enlightenment, he can hold up the banner of the next Wudang Sect Leader.”
"I will have no more regrets, and I can die in peace.”
Wang Chonglou looked relaxed and open-minded, even though he was a little reluctant.
However, there were still many people in his heart that he could not let go of.
He couldn't let go of Wudang Sect, his junior brother, and the hundreds of Wudang Sect disciples.
However, it was just as Master Daoji had said.
Everything happened according to the time and fate.
His life would probably end here.
He really wanted to live another three hundred years to see Wudang return to its former glory.
At the very least, Wudang Sect did not decline in his hands.
The Jianghu was turbulent, and survival was not easy.
He had also completed the responsibility of the sect master.
Now, it was time to give up everything.
However, at this moment, he heard a seemingly crazy sentence.
"Since you've seen This Penniless Monk, you won't die.”
These words were calm and emotionless, as if they were just talking about an ordinary fact.
Wang Chonglou was shocked.
A figure flashed in front of him, and the dirty beggar monk appeared in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan extended a finger.
In an instant.
The surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged wildly.
Time seemed to slow down, but it also seemed to be just a moment.
The spiritual energy turned into golden threads that gathered and extended to Li Xiuyuan's finger.
Pa!
He pointed at Wang Chonglou's forehead.
Instantly, Wang Chonglou's body glowed with golden light.
Threads of dense zhenqi transformed into golden threads that represented the mark of the Great Yellow Court and gathered at Wang Chonglou's glabella.
The mark of Da Huang Ting, which had already withered and disappeared, miraculously lit up with a golden light again.
However, this was only the beginning.
This golden light quickly expanded, and the Great Yellow Court instantly recovered.
It lit up with a dazzling light.
The light was dazzling and piercing, as if it had stolen the radiance of heaven and earth.
The epiphyllum withered and reopened.
The flower bloomed again!
Was such a method really something a human could possess?
Wang Chonglou's disappearing aura once again rose from his dantian.
Not only that, but his strength had also risen to a higher level because of Da Huang Ting.
The Big Yellow Court Flower bloomed once again, and his realm rose again.
Li Xiuyuan withdrew his hand and retreated, a half-crazy smile still on his face.
A powerful aura rose from Wang Chonglou's body.
All of a sudden, the 81 peaks of Wudang Mountain were filled with spiritual energy, which turned into golden lotuses.
These golden lotuses were grand and majestic, emitting a supreme aura.
Each golden lotus seemed to be able to wrap the mountain within it.
On the main peak of the 81 peaks of Wudang Mountain, there was a flourishing lotus blooming, and its petals slowly bloomed.
On Wudang Mountain, a grand Dao sound was played.
All the Wudang disciples raised their heads and looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky in surprise.
He felt that the spiritual energy on Wudang Mountain had become a little denser.
It was even possible to see that the fate of Wudang Mountain had become much stronger because of this.
The power of one finger was actually so terrifying.
On this day, Wang Chonglou's Big Yellow Court was recovered. He broke out of his cocoon and was reborn, becoming a land immortal.
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