Chapter 219 Meeting again after ninety years, leaving soon
Chapter 219 We meet again after ninety years and are about to leave【Please subscribe】
Author: Three Color Cup Milk Tea
Chapter 219 We meet again after ninety years and are about to leave【Please subscribe】
Wudang Mountain, also known as Taihe Mountain, was known as Taiyue, Xuanyue and Dayue in ancient times.
It borders Xiangyang to the east, SY City to the west, Shennongjia to the south, and Danjiangkou Reservoir to the north.
It is not a single mountain, but a huge mountain range that stretches for 800 miles.
There are seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, twenty-four streams, eleven caves, three pools, nine springs, ten pools, nine wells, ten rocks, nine platforms and other scenic spots.
The Tianzhu Peak occupied by the Wudang Sect is only one of the seventy-two peaks, and there are other peaks besides them.
Wulong Peak, also known as Wulong Peak, is the 30th peak among the 72 peaks of Wudang.
It is not as high as Tianzhu Peak and not as famous as it, but it is shrouded in clouds and mist most days every year, giving people a feeling of unfathomable height.
However, it is the birthplace of the prosperity of Wudang. During the period of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, Taoist priests built the Wulong Temple on Wulong Peak.
The majestic Wulong Peak and a lush forest hide an inconspicuous thatched cottage.
The thatched cottage is extremely simple, with only one room, and its remote location, so no one has ever discovered it.
In the shabby room, an old Taoist sat cross-legged, his mind deep in thought as he contemplated the great road.
"Oh? Brother Zhou's time is approaching, and the old man can finally go back."
Suddenly, the old Taoist opened his eyes, counted his fingers, and a smile appeared on his rosy face.
The old Taoist was Zhang Sanfeng who came to this world. After leaving Tianjin Guard, he returned to Wudang Mountain and prepared to pass on the immortal magic to Wudang disciples.
However, the limitations of heaven and earth are too great, and even with his ability, he cannot let Wudang disciples enter the immortal path.
After spending so much effort, the nine Wudang disciples barely managed to enter the innate realm, and they would not be able to improve their strength later.
With the innate strength of these nine Wudang disciples, they are enough to survive to this era, and it is not a problem to live for two to three hundred years.
However, that year, Japanese islands were invaded on a massive scale, shocking the whole country and shaking the world.
After hearing the news, these nine disciples resolutely bid farewell to their ancestor, went down to Wudang Mountain, and joined the anti-invasion team.
After the invading army was repulsed, the nine disciples did not come back. They joined the army and were buried in horse hides.
Zhang Sanfeng received their bodies and saw such a result, which made him extremely sad.
He could not have imagined that after a lot of hard work, he would eventually fall short.
So, one day, Zhang Sanfeng disappeared, left Tianzhu Peak, and came to Wulong Peak to live in seclusion.
During this period, he would often leave Wulong Peak and go to Zhou Hexuan's residence to quietly collect plot items to submit tasks.
Of course, with Zhang Sanfeng's strength, all this will naturally not be discovered by Zhou Hexuan or anyone else.
After so many years, the tasks in this world have basically been completed, except for the last one: 'Witness the wonderful life of the protagonist Zhou Hexuan'.
To put it simply, only after Zhou Hexuan dies can Zhang Sanfeng successfully complete his mission and leave this mission world.
After waiting for more than ninety years, this day has finally come.
"call"
Zhang Sanfeng took a breath, stood up, and stepped out.
The next moment, he arrived at Tianzhu Peak and walked into the Zhenwu Hall.
"Boy, why are you looking for an old man?"
Before the person arrives, the voice arrives first.
Immediately, Zhou Hexuan's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly.
"Old Immortal, I knew the old Immortal was still alive, haha, it was worth my special trip."
Zhou Hexuan laughed and cried, he was so excited, just like a child of three years and one thousand three hundred months.
Lin Xiao was very surprised. She had never seen her great-grandfather show such a childish side.
"call"
The next moment, a gust of breeze came, and a figure appeared in the hall.
All I could see was that this figure had an air of immortality, its feet were on auspicious clouds, and it was wearing a set of purple Taoist robes with the Yin-Yang Rotation Tai Chi diagram.
The Taoist priest looks to be in his thirties or forties, with a Taoist bun on his head and a purple-gold crown. His temperament is out of this world, as if he has been banished to the mortal world.
Amid the ethereal aura, he held a whisk and a wine gourd hanging around his waist, and occasionally divine light flashed through him.
"Young boy Zhou Hexuan, pay your respects to the old god!"
Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's arrival, Zhou Hexuan threw down his crutches in excitement, knelt down tremblingly, and saluted and knelt down.
"Master Ancestor? Qingwei, the twenty-sixth generation disciple, pays homage to Master Ancestor!"
When the head of Qingwei saw this, he cried with joy and immediately knelt down and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Ah, is it really Zhang Zhenren, the founder of the Wudang sect?"
Seeing his grandfather kneeling down, Lin Xiao was startled and exclaimed.
Seeing this, Zhou Hexuan pulled her to kneel down and shouted: "Kneel down quickly, don't be rude to the old god."
'Crash!'
Only then did everyone present react, and everyone was very excited.
Zhou Hexuan's bodyguards were very sensible and knelt down one by one.
The other disciples of the Wudang Sect also knelt down, except for a few staff members who did not kneel down and were a little at a loss.
They represent the imperial court, how can they kneel down so easily?
At this time, a young man imitated the ancient ritual and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "It turns out that it was Master Zhang who met him in person."
"I've met Zhenren Zhang."
When the others saw this, they followed suit and clasped their fists one by one.
"No need to be polite, just get up."
Zhang Sanfeng flicked his fly whisk, and a gentle force lifted everyone up.
"Old fairy, I haven't seen you for more than ninety years. How are you?"
Zhou Hexuan was very excited. He didn't expect to see the old immortal again before he died. So even if he died now, he would have no regrets.
"The Taoist is very good, but your condition is not very good, and you are on the verge of running out of gas."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly and said to him gently.
"I know that God will never forget the year and people will not fulfill their wishes. I have lived for nearly one hundred and twenty years, which is enough."
Zhou Hexuan was open-minded and said very freely: "Compared to those old friends who met the King of Hell early, I have no regrets."
He has not lived in vain in this life, nor has he insulted the name of a time traveler.
He is not only a famous modern and contemporary writer, historian, musician, political commentator, calligrapher, orator, educator, diplomat, philanthropist, inventor, but also an anthropologist, sociologist, linguist, and patriot.
Journalist, red capitalist.
In addition, he has also made great achievements in music, opera, poetry, invention, literary activities, etc., and is also a collector of famous calligraphy and painting.
In this life, he had a wife, Zhang Leyi, Peking opera star Meng Xiaodong, former Qing empress Guo Wanrong, Japanese spy Liao Yaquan, famous movie star Ruan Lingyu, famous singer Zhou Xuan, Peking University beauty Ma Jue, Republic of China socialite Cui Huifu, and famous Hollywood movie star Vivien Leigh.
Concubine.
These nine wives and concubines gave him nine sons and seven daughters respectively, and his descendants numbered in the hundreds or even thousands.
In addition, he also earned a huge family fortune spread all over the world and from all walks of life.
In terms of fame, wealth, and enjoyment, he has reached the pinnacle of his life.
At this point in life, what else can I ask for?
"Well, your life has indeed not been in vain."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said calmly: "Throughout the past millennium, even Emperor Qianlong, who was known as the one who visited the south of the Yangtze River six times, has not lived as freely and freely as your boy."
"Oh? Has the old immortal met Emperor Qianlong?"
Zhou Hexuan wiped his tears with a handkerchief, calmed down his excitement, and asked curiously.
"I've never seen it before. What's there to see about the Tatar Emperor?"
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said disdainfully: "Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his reputation."
"Well, I thought the old god had seen it with his own eyes."
Zhou Hexuan said with some regret.
The two chatted like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, which made Taoist Priest Qingwei beside him anxious.
"Are you the leader of this generation?"
Zhang Sanfeng noticed this scene, turned his head to look at him, and asked.
"Disciple Qingwei, pay homage to the Patriarch!"
As Taoist Master Qingwei said this, he was about to bow down again, but Zhang Sanfeng flicked the fly whisk in his hand, making him unable to bow down.
"Okay, there's no need for so many false etiquettes. The old way doesn't pay attention to this."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said calmly.
"Yes, the Patriarch is right. The disciple was too excited and his Taoism was damaged. The disciple knows his mistake."
If Qingwei makes a mistake, admit it, correct it if you know it is wrong, and speak honestly.
"You are too boring. I don't blame you."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to him, so he turned his head.
"Old fairy, where have you been these past years? I have sent people everywhere to find your whereabouts, but there has been no news."
Zhou Hexuan asked curiously.
Others also listened carefully, for fear of missing such a shocking secret.
"After Lao Dao left Tianjin Wei that day, he traveled around China and returned to Wudang Mountain."
Old God Zhang Sanfeng said earnestly: "After returning, the old Taoist spent more than ten years and finally trained nine disciples who barely entered the Taoist path."
"It's a pity that they died on the battlefield against the Japanese invasion, and only nine bodies came back."
"Since then, the old Taoist has become disheartened and no longer wants to care about Wudang's affairs. He has lived in seclusion on the Five Dragons Peak nearby until now."
Zhang Sanfeng in this world has long since died. What does this Wudang Sect have to do with Zhang Sanfeng?
In the past, Zhang Sanfeng only thought about revitalizing Wudang because of his excitement.
After some experiments, he found that this world did not allow practitioners, so he gave up the idea of revitalizing Wudang.
Besides, he doesn't belong to this world at all, he just has the same name as the Wudang Patriarch of this world.
Since then, he has never had anything to do with the Wu-Tang Clan.
Focus on cultivation and ignore worldly affairs.
"Ah, it turns out that the nine masters back then were disciples of Wudang. No wonder they were able to achieve such great achievements."
When Zhou Hexuan heard this, he seemed to have heard something, and immediately said: "Back then."
He had heard about this before, but he had heard about it from the nine Wudang disciples.
After all, those nine Wudang disciples gained such a great reputation that their enemies were frightened by their killings, and were reported by newspapers all over the world.
How could Zhou Hexuan, who grew up in that era and witnessed it with his own eyes, not know about such deeds?
Back then, he never understood the origins of those nine heroes who had such powerful abilities.
Now after listening to Zhang Sanfeng's explanation, Zhou Hexuan understood instantly. It turned out that they were the disciples of the old god, so there was no problem.
"Unexpectedly, they are actually disciples trained by the old god. Please pay homage to the old god!"
Zhou Hexuan narrated what he saw and heard back then, solving a big mystery for the world.
Afterwards, he solemnly bowed to Zhang Sanfeng to show his gratitude and admiration to the hero of that year.
"Hiss, it turns out that those nine heroes are disciples of Master Zhang!"
"Please accept me and pay my respects, Master!"
Several staff present stood up and bowed towards Zhang Sanfeng.
This is respect for heroes and memory of martyrs.
"They joined the army and returned with their bodies wrapped in horse leather. They died a worthy death and their journey to the world was not in vain."
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, not wanting to talk too much about this topic, and said, "Speaking of which, if you hadn't come up to the mountain, I wouldn't have shown up to meet you this time."
"You're too reckless, you disturbed the old immortal Qingxiu."
Only then did Zhou Hexuan understand. He looked flattered and said apologetically.
"Old Taoist heard your conversation, do you want to leave that robe in Wudang?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't have to be like this, just go wherever you need to go."
He is about to leave. If he leaves that robe to Wudang, it will be more of a disaster than a blessing for the Wudang Sect.
"Without the care and care of the old gods, how could I be where I am today? I am so ashamed that I will never have anything in return."
When Zhou Hexuan heard this, he immediately understood what Zhang Sanfeng meant and said with some embarrassment.
"When did the old Taoist expect your reward? Besides, the old Taoist has lived for nearly a thousand years. To the old Taoist, the power and wealth in the world are nothing more than dung."
Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said nonchalantly: "The eternal immortal path is the lifelong pursuit of the Taoist."
"By the way, the old Taoist is leaving too."
After a pause, he continued: "The old Taoist has a premonition that he will ascend to the immortal world in a while."
"boom"
The words were so shocking that everyone present was excited.
If the former Zhang Sanfeng was still an ancient Qi practitioner, then everyone could barely accept it.
After all, China has never lacked such legends for thousands of years, even if the legends have become reality now.
But when it comes to ascending to the immortal world, there are relatively few such legends. Only the human emperor Xuanyuan in ancient times once ascended to heaven while guarding three thousand women, and the King of Huainan Liu An in the Han Dynasty once achieved enlightenment by himself, and his chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.
Apart from this, there seems to be no other legends about ascending to enlightenment that have been handed down.
Now, Zhang Sanfeng, a Qi practitioner who has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, said personally that he will soon ascend to the immortal world.
This incident is no less than the explosion of the earth, and it is about to enter the end of the world. It is definitely news that shocks the whole world.
"Old immortal, have you achieved enlightenment and become an immortal?"
Zhou Hexuan stammered.
"Well, there's only one last step left."
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and said.
As long as Zhou Hexuan is dead, he can go back.
"this"
Zhou Hexuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He was about to die and had only a few days to live.
The old immortal who has lived for nearly a thousand years has become an immortal.
