Although Uncle-Master Song usually refined pills, his cultivation was not weak. At the very least, he was much stronger than the current Lin Xuan.
With him guarding the mountain gate, it was impossible for ordinary experts to ascend Wudang.
"How's the situation?"
Martial Uncle Song asked hurriedly when they returned to the foot of the mountain.
"Not optimistic."
He shook his head." Xu Rentu's men shouldn't be able to hold on for long, but they definitely have a backup plan."”
Lin Xuan warned,"No matter what happens at the foot of the mountain, Uncle-Master Song only needs to guard the mountain gate. It's best not to go out.”
"Hehe, do you think I'm stupid?”
Martial Uncle Song nodded.
Clearly, even Lin Xuan could see so many clues. These elders of Wudang Mountain were each more shrewd than the other, so how could they be kept in the dark?
They were just pretending to be confused.
"Second Commandery Princess, you should return to the mountain with Xuan 'er.”
Martial Uncle Song said to Xu Weixiong.
The latter didn't refuse. The two of them followed the bluestone path up the mountain. The wind and snow gradually grew heavier, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness.
Back on the mountain, after a brief period of panic, Wudang quickly regained order. Every pass and road was guarded by disciples.
"Just based on the precipitous terrain of Wudang."
Lin Xuan curled his lips,"Without tens of thousands of elite infantry, it's no different from a fool's dream to attack the mountain."”
"What can those thousands of cavalrymen do? Could it be that he could ride a horse and play Wudang?”
One should never underestimate the first-rate sects in the martial world. Many sects were established in extremely dangerous places, which were easy to defend and difficult to attack. One man could hold off ten thousand people.
One of their goals was to guard against the encirclement of the imperial court's army.
"What can the dismounted cavalrymen use to fight us on the mountain?”
They arrived at an extremely steep tower and used a towering stone ladder to go up. After several twists and turns, they could only go up.
"Let's talk about this Coiling Dragon Staircase."
He said,"We only need to send seven or eight people to guard it, each holding a spear. Even if there are thousands of troops, they can forget about coming up."”
As soon as he finished speaking, two Wudang disciples peeked out from above and shouted,"Who is it?"
Xu Weixiong held back his laughter.
Lin Xuan raised his head and shouted,"It's me."”
"So it's Little Junior Brother."
The disciples on top recognized it and hurriedly put away their spears.
Along the way, they passed through many checkpoints before reaching the top of the mountain. The halls stood quietly in the wind and snow, brightly lit.
He did not go to the True Martial Hall, but went straight to the back hall to meet his Senior Martial Uncle.
"Disciple greets Great Uncle Master."
Lin Xuan cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
The white-haired old Taoist stroked his beard and sized him up. After a moment, he nodded slightly."It's good that you're fine."
"Don't worry, Martial Uncle. I'm fine."
The young Taoist priest patted his chest.
"Go back and rest.”
"You don't have to worry about tonight's matter.”
"Is Master still drinking tea with Empress Yin?”
Lin Xuan asked.
"Yes."
"Zhu Yuyan, the number one expert of the Demon Sect, is quite capable. She can't be underestimated. Only your master can suppress her."”
"Master is so powerful that even Zhu Yuyan was suppressed by him." The young Taoist priest chuckled.”
"Pfft."
Uncle Master had just picked up his teacup and was about to drink a mouthful of tea to refresh himself. However, when Lin Xuan said this, the tea that had just entered his mouth immediately spat out.
"Xuan 'er, don't spout nonsense. Otherwise, your master will definitely teach you a lesson if he hears you."”
As long as Senior Martial Uncle kept a straight face, most of the disciples in Wudang Sect would be scared out of their wits.
Only Lin Xuan was an exception. He winked and said,"Great Uncle Master, this disciple is only speaking the truth. It is clearly you who is thinking the wrong thing.”
"Go, go, go. This little brat even dares to tease your Eldest Martial Uncle.”
The old Daoist waved his hand in annoyance.
"Great Uncle Master, I want a cup of tea to drink.”
He ran to the back and found some tea leaves to brew. He took them out and sat on a chair.
She yawned and complained,"Zhu Yuyan is too stingy. Didn't I just hit her disciple once?" Why did he have to come to Wudang Sect in the middle of the night to get back at them?”
"So what if I did?"
" Hmph!" Uncle Master snorted coldly." If you had known this would happen, you would have been more ruthless back then. You should have killed that demoness directly to prevent future trouble."”
"It's fine. When I master my martial arts, I'll go to Yin Weed Sect and bring Zhu Yuyan back.”
he said with a smile.
"Ahem."
The old Daoist didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"By the way, where did Little Uncle-Master go?”
Lin Xuan suddenly thought of his little uncle-master.
"Stay at the foot of Lotus Peak."
"I told him to guard the Xu family's children."”
"Uncle Master, you're sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth.”
he teased.
"Xu Rentu is also a ruthless person. Tonight, he used his entire family to fish, and as expected, they were really caught by him.”
The young Taoist priest took a sip of tea.
"If I'm not ruthless, can I be called a butcher?"
"Let's put on an act and play along with him."”
"So all of you are acting, and only I am serious.”
"That's a Vajra Realm expert. In order to kill him, I suffered countless injuries.
Martial Uncle, do you think you should give me more money for the medicine?”
"What do you want from me for the medicine and soup?"
The old Daoist pointed in the direction of the True Martial Hall."You have to ask the Prince of Beiliang for it. Even if he asked for an exorbitant price, it would not be much.”
"With Martial Uncle's words, this disciple can rest assured.”
Lin Xuan said,"However, when the time comes, uncle-master, you have to help me speak up. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get it alone."”
"Leave it to Martial Uncle."
The old Daoist nodded.
Just as the old man and the young man were thinking about how to ask for more medicine and soup, two figures landed on Mount Wudang in the snowy night, one after the other, outside the True Martial Hall.
The two people were covered in black robes. It was impossible to see their faces clearly, and it was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
In an instant, a terrifying aura rose into the sky and enveloped the entire Wudang Sect. The pavilions trembled under these two terrifying auras.
The wind and snow soared, going against the current and soaring into the sky. These two auras were too terrifying.
Many of the weaker third-generation disciples fainted from the shock.
"Celestial Phenomenon Grandmaster."
In the back hall, the old Daoist spoke, and his expression changed slightly. Lin Xuan also sensed it. Under the pressure of these two auras, he even felt the circulation of the true qi in his body pause.
"Great Uncle Master, is there any ancestor of our Wudang Sect who is still alive?”
Lin Xuan swallowed and said softly.
"There's nothing."
the white-haired daoist blurted out.
"Can Martial Uncle Wang withstand two of them?”
he asked again.
"Difficult."
"I can only hold on to one at most."”
In the True Martial Hall.
The crippled man who was drinking tea smiled and said,"Who would have thought that two Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants would appear? Is my head that valuable?”
"Of course it's valuable."
The corners of Zhu Yuyan's mouth curled up slightly under her veil."I'm afraid that your highness will never have the chance to drink the good tea of my Yin Weed Sect.”
"Not necessarily."
The Prince of Beiliang shook his head.
Zhu Yuyan looked across the table at the Wudang Sect Leader, Wang Zhonglou, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"Daoist Master Wang, can you still stop those two outside?”
Wang Zhonglou opened his eyes.
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