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Chapter 234: Wangcheng Mountain
Wangcheng Mountain, inside the Patriarch Hall.

Led by the headmaster Zhao Yuzhen, Chu Zhao and Yin Changsong and several other fellow disciples respectfully burned incense to the ancestors of all generations and their senior brother Lu Suzhen.

Chu Zhao and his wife and two of them came to Wangcheng Mountain yesterday, intending to visit their son, but they did not expect that their son had already gone down the mountain before them.

Therefore, Yueyao and Yin Luoxia, who missed their son very much, did not stay long and set out to find their son early in the morning.

Inside the Patriarch's Hall, Chu Zhao changed his solemn look and thanked his fellow apprentice brothers and nephew Zhao Yuzhen.

Several senior brothers are old, so he took out the health-preserving pills that he and Gu Chen had developed.

As for Zhao Yuzhen, he is too young to be used, so Chu Zhao suggested a fight.

As a result, the entire Wangcheng Mountain was in an uproar.

Feixuan was dragged by Li Fansong, panting, and his two short legs were almost off the ground.

"Uncle Junior, slow down. Where are you taking me? I feel like I'm about to have a breakthrough."

"Call me Uncle Master, what's the point of calling me Junior Uncle Master? Why add a little character?" Li Fansong said in a deep voice, "If you want to break through, hold back. Master and Grand Uncle Master are going to fight. This is a golden opportunity that only comes once in a lifetime."

Before he finished speaking, a huge sword intent rose from the martial arts arena, soaring into the sky, mighty and upright.

"My goodness, is this the sword of my great-grandmaster?"

The sword intent soared into the sky, crushing the sea of ​​clouds, and seemed to be able to melt everything. There was no murderous intent, but it gave people a feeling of destroying everything.

The extreme destruction and the moderate peace are inexplicably blended together in harmony.

"Uncle Master, is this the sword intention of Grand Master Uncle?"

Gulp... Li Fansong swallowed his saliva and nodded hesitantly: "That should be it, it can only be the great master uncle... Bah, you have led me astray, only the great master uncle can have such a mighty and majestic sword intent."

Although Master's Infinite Sword Intent is also very powerful, it is just a firefly compared to the Soaring Sword Intent of that Great-grandmaster. No wonder everyone in the world says that that Great-grandmaster is the best in the world.

At the same time, the world's famous swords made long noises.

In Xueyue City, the Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi gently stroked the hilt of the Frost Sword. His eyes seemed to fall on the distant Wangcheng Mountain. He murmured, "Zhao Yuzhen, is that you? No, this is not your sword intent. Could it be that another peerless sword immortal has appeared in Wangcheng Mountain?"

Luo Qingyang, the lone sword immortal who was known for guarding a city alone, put down the Nine Songs Sword and looked at Wangcheng Mountain from afar. He remained silent for a long time, but his hand holding the sword tightened.

The Angry Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian was stimulated by the sword intent, and swung his sword in anger, with the sword intent rushing straight towards Wangcheng Mountain.

"It's great, Wangcheng Mountain? This sword intent... Could it be that the Taoist swordsman has entered a state of trance? It seems necessary to go and take a look. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer strong people in the world who can let me ask sword questions. I hope you won't let me down!"

Yuelu City, Yuelu Academy staff quarters.

The Confucian swordsman was so absorbed in reading the bamboo slips in his hands that he suddenly felt the thousands of books making an exciting sword sound, which aroused his interest.

"Wangcheng Mountain is very interesting, Madam. What do you think about us going to Wangcheng Mountain to collect some folk songs? Maybe we can write another good poem."

Qing'er rolled her eyes and said, "I knew you couldn't stay at home. You can go, but what about the academy and the children?"

"It's okay with my uncle watching over me."

Tianqi City, Imperial Observatory.

Imperial Master Qi Tianchen flicked his whisk, looked into the distance at the starry sky, shook his head and sighed for a long time.

"The heavens are in chaos. I'm afraid the world will be in turmoil again."

On Wangcheng Mountain, Chu Zhao fell from mid-air without even taking a breath.

The sword energy in the sky above the martial arts arena had dissipated, and Zhao Yuzhen's infinite sword formation was completely broken by a strand of his hair.

Zhao Yuzhen was in a rather miserable state. There was a crack on the peach blossom in his hand and his cuffs were completely shattered.

He covered his wrist, gasped violently, sweated profusely, and felt as if he was soaked in water.

The gorgeous purple Taoist robe seemed to have lost its dignity.

After a long while, Zhao Yuzhen evened out his breath and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that the gap between me and Junior Master-Uncle would be so huge."

You know, his junior uncle's real forte is the Void Sword Technique, whose sword intent is strange and unpredictable, but the sword technique and sword intent he used today contain the true meaning of pure Taoism.

But even so, he still couldn't even give his junior uncle a chance to catch his breath.

"Did you see it clearly?" Chu Zhao smiled faintly, then waved his hand. The mountain breeze filled his sleeves, and the atmosphere in the entire martial arts field became clearer. Zhao Yuzhen's bent waist had unconsciously stood up straight.

Zhao Yuzhen suppressed the bitter smile on his face, nodded solemnly, and bowed deeply to Chu Zhao: "I see it clearly. Thank you for your guidance, Junior Master."

Chu Zhao waved his hand: "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Because Wang Yihang was not there, there was no wine on the dinner table. The senior brothers didn't like it, Chu Zhao didn't like it either, and Zhao Yuzhen didn't like it even more.

He only likes to eat peaches, because every time he eats peaches, he always thinks of that girl.

When Chu Zhao was reminiscing with his fellow brothers, Zhao Yu really looked down the mountain, but he couldn't see anything because the ground beneath his feet was obscured by floating clouds.

Wangcheng Mountain is too high, so high that it is isolated from the world.

But he also knew that if she wanted to come, no matter how high the mountains were or how dangerous the terrain was, it would not stop her, but she had never appeared at the foot of the mountain for so many years.

Looking at Zhao Yuzhen's expression, Chu Zhao said with a smile, "You should go down the mountain for a walk. You won't achieve anything if you practice Taoism on the mountain all day. Taoism emphasizes leaving the world, but you haven't even entered the world, so how can you leave it?"

"Master Junior, you know I can't get down the mountain. This is my fate."

Chu Zhao shook his head and asked, "Do you know what cultivation is all about?"

Zhao Yuzhen thought about it and gave a relatively standard answer.

“Taoism is a form of spiritual practice that aims to improve one’s personal state through the cultivation of body and mind, so as to achieve harmony with nature.”

Chu Zhao nodded, then shook his head: "This is a rather general statement. In my opinion, practicing Taoism is actually going against the will of heaven.

Yuzhen, you should go down the mountain, walk for a while, love someone, drink a glass of wine, and ride the hottest... ahem, horse!
If you stay in the mountains for your whole life, the wind will always be like this, and the scenery will always be like this. You have too little experience and cannot cultivate nature.

Go down the mountain. Your junior uncle will do what your elder brother failed to do.

Even if you have a destiny, I, uncle, will kill you with one sword.

The so-called destiny does not lie in you or in heaven, but in me.

What I, Chu Zhao, want to do, even heaven cannot stop me!"

After hearing Chu Zhao's words, several senior brothers who were already worried that the master would give up his post and leave the mountain due to his worldly desires were angry at first, but after hearing the following words, they fell into silence.

Not allowing Zhao Yuzhen to go down the mountain is a form of protection for him.

Does Zhao Yu really want to go down the mountain?
Of course I thought so.

Don’t they know what Zhao Yu is really thinking?

Of course I know that too.

But Zhao Yuzhen has a destiny, and once he goes down the mountain, he will stir up trouble and murderous intent.

Yin Changsong often thought that this damn destiny should have fallen on his junior brother.

If destiny really lies with my junior brother, I wouldn't have to worry about it. This monster can poke a hole in the sky himself.

Yin Changsong sighed: "Junior brother, is there really no problem?"

"Brother Yin, when have you ever boasted?"

Yin Changsong nodded and turned to look at Zhao Yuzhen: "Since your junior uncle said so, I won't stop you from going down the mountain, but you have to choose someone to take charge."

Zhao Yuzhen will die if he goes down the mountain.

This is the consensus of almost all disciples of Wangcheng Mountain.

Now someone has come forward to tell them that with me here, Zhao Yuzhen will not be surprised.

No matter what others think, Yin Changsong believes it firmly.

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "My dear uncles and uncles, I will go back and think about it."

"Well, you go."

Zhao Yuzhen did not sleep all night, standing under the peach tree. It was autumn now, and there was a chill in the wind. Wangcheng Mountain was high, and the wind was even more biting.

That year, also under the peach tree, a girl wearing an ugly mask came to ask for the sword.

She said she would come again, but she hasn't come in all these years. Maybe she didn't come because she was stuck. I can go down the mountain to find her, maybe I can help her. What kind of expression will she have when she sees me suddenly appear?

Would you feel delighted or surprised?

The wind blew, and the branches of the autumn peach trees swayed. Zhao Yuzhen's heart, which had been silent for many years, suddenly became confused.

"Want to eat peaches again?"

"Uncle Junior Master, why are you here?"

Chu Zhao did not answer. He looked at the peaches on the tree and nodded: "This Lihuo Formation Heart Technique is quite useful."

"Not as good as Junior Master."

Zhao Yuzhen smiled and thought that he was just his junior uncle. If other people knew that he used the Lihuo Formation Heart Technique to grow peaches, they would probably find it ridiculous.

But in the eyes of the junior master, it seems that all the absurd things are not so absurd.

Chu Zhao quickly plucked a peach, took a bite, and said jokingly, "Oh, this peach is very sour.

It seems that you are not thinking about eating peaches, but thinking about the girl. No wonder the peaches you grow are sour and astringent.

However, that girl is really pretty, and I heard that you shamelessly call her a little fairy.

"I said you were a girl, tsk tsk, it seems I was wrong, you must be a fairy."

Tsk tsk, the dignified headmaster of Wangcheng Mountain actually flirts with the little girl right away. I admire you so much!"

Zhao Yuzhen's fair face was already flushed with shame, and her tone was rarely heard with a hint of mockery and anger.

"Uncle Junior, you were not on the mountain at that time, how would you know? Also, my tone was not as vulgar as yours."

Without waiting for Chu Zhao to speak, Zhao Yuzhen said angrily, "It was Junior Brother, right? He actually came here to eavesdrop and even told everyone about it. When he returns to the mountain, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

You know what, Chu Ye really said that in the letter he wrote to him.

Chu Zhao took a bite of the peach and said with a smile: "Come to think of it, you are comparable to Baili Dongjun when he was young, but the fairy sister in Baili Dongjun's heart is now your aunt."

"Bai Li Dong Jun likes Master Aunt?"

Chu Zhao hummed, "So don't worry about it. If you like her, go after her. You should know that no one will wait for you there. You don't want your little fairy to become someone else's wife, right? Besides, your little fairy has been here before, but Senior Brother Lu passed away at that time, and you were agitated and possessed. Lei Yunhe happened to come to pay his respects to you, and you attacked her with a sword, and then you rested. In order not to disturb your healing, she didn't disturb you."

"Thank you, Junior Master. I'll go then?"

Chu Zhao pointed at the peach blossom and nodded: "Go ahead. I will stay in Wangcheng Mountain for a while. Xiao Feixuan is pretty good and can be the next generation's headmaster."

"Isn't it better for Junior Brother?"

"Forget about him. He has too much erratic temper." Chu Zhao shook his head and disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Yuzhen didn't think much about it. He pulled up the peach blossoms under the tree and jumped off the cliff.

The next day.

As soon as Chu Zhao pushed the door open, he saw Yin Changsong hurrying over.

"he's gone?"

Chu Zhao hummed: "Left last night."

"Are you really okay?" Yin Changsong was still a little worried.

Chu Zhao stretched and said seriously: "Brother, I said that his fate is in my hands, not in the sky."

"How sure are you?"

"100 percent."

Chu Zhao smiled faintly and said, "Just relax, practice when you should, eat when you should, drink when you should. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and the younger generation will have their own fortunes."

Yin Changsong was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Who did he choose?"

"Fei Xuan."

Yin Changsong was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Zhao Yuzhen is really making a fuss, how old is Feixuan... Wait, it's not what you mean?"

Chu Zhao nodded: "That's my idea, but the specific choice depends on your opinion. But don't worry, brother, I will stay in the mountain for a while to train Xia Feixuan and Li Fansong."

For more than a month afterwards, Chu Zhao stayed in Wangcheng Mountain to instruct Li Fansong and Xiao Feixuan.

It is said that in the current generation, Zhao Yuzhen has taken up the military fortune and destiny of Wangcheng Mountain, while in the next generation, Xiao Feixuan and Li Fansong will each take up half.

However, in Chu Zhao's opinion, Li Fansong, who occupies Wuyun, is simply a waste.

Li Fansong didn't say anything about this.

After all, in the eyes of that great uncle, even his master Zhao Yuzhen, the famous Taoist swordsman, was no different from trash.

He felt that it was great to hear his great-grandmaster say that you were as useless as your great-grandmaster Wang Yihang.

As for Xiao Feixuan, he has quite good talent and practices Taoism very hard and seriously.

Within ten years, he will have a place in the world!
This morning.

In the ancestral hall, Chu Zhao was burning incense.

Seeing that Senior Brother Yin Changsong seemed to be hesitant to speak, he said, "Senior Brother, just say whatever you want to say."

Yin Changsong hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Now that the headmaster is not on the mountain, and you are leaving again, what should I do if someone asks me about Wangcheng Mountain?"

"That's it?"

Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's simple. I have sealed three sword intents in the Qingxiao Sword. Brother, just draw your sword. If you are sincere in asking for the sword, the sword intent will respond. If you are not sincere, my sword intent can also kill people. One of my sword intents can easily defeat a hundred Zhao Yuzhens."

Yin Changsong's beard couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

Goodness, since when did the head of Wangcheng Mountain, the dignified Taoist swordsman, become a unit of measurement?

Wangcheng Mountain, at the mountain gate.

Li Fansong said pleadingly, "Uncle Master, please take me down the mountain with you. I can really do anything."

"With your strength, it's embarrassing for you to follow me. Once you understand the Dao Sword Technique I'm teaching you, you can go down the mountain to Xueyue City to ask for swords."

"Why did you go to Xueyue City to ask for the sword?"

"Isn't your master's wife in Xueyue City? Of course, if he brings your master's wife back, then you don't have to go. If he doesn't bring her back... well, your master is a piece of crap among pieces. He can't even handle a woman."

Li Fansong was dumbfounded. Is it really okay to say this in front of so many disciples? His master also has to save face!
"Granduncle Taishi, Granduncle Taishi, etc."

Xiao Feixuan came running from a distance riding a little lion, and everyone looked at him sideways.

Chu Zhao nodded secretly. This little guy was indeed the one who carried the destiny of Wangcheng Mountain. His comprehension was truly extraordinary.

Although he had to resort to tricks and use the wind-controlling technique so that the little lion under his crotch could bear his weight, at this age, being able to summon a complete lion phantom already showed his extraordinary talent.

At least he couldn't do it back then, and he couldn't compete with his son Chu Ye, who was called a natural born Taoist by Lu Suzhen.

Yin Changsong and other senior teachers in the sect nodded secretly, Xiao Feixuan was indeed an excellent successor.

That is, I am too young.

It’s all because of Li Fansong and Chu Ye being unreliable, forcing Feixuan to bear pressure that is not appropriate for his age at such a young age.

"Uncle Grand Master, why didn't you wake me up this morning?" Xiao Feixuan said with some attachment.

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "You are still young. You need to sleep more to grow taller, so I didn't call you."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know about that. Maybe we have to wait until your great-grandmaster gets married. But you don't have to worry too much. When Li Fansong comes down the mountain, ask him to take you with him. We might meet."

"Ah, Master Uncle is going down the mountain too?"

"He is not qualified to go down the mountain yet, but he must go down. Although the mountain is nice, it is a bit cold after all. Besides, the world can refine the mind. We cultivators should go there once."

Chu Zhao smiled and said loudly: "Okay, fellow disciples, there is no need to see me off. Just practice with peace of mind. Wangcheng Mountain is also my home. We will meet again one day. Let's go!"

Then, Chu Zhao's figure turned into a green rainbow light and disappeared from everyone's sight...

(End of this chapter)