Under One Person: I, the Zombie King of the Ming Dynasty, was dug up

Chapter 116 116: The hometown is still there, but the old friends are gone!
On the highway.

A black car was speeding along.

The car flashed across the highway like a bolt of lightning.

The car body gleams with deep highlights, reflecting the dazzling sunlight.

The tires rubbed against the ground, making a buzzing sound, like a giant beast roaring.

Inside the car, the luxurious leather seats glowed faintly.

Zhang Chulan held the steering wheel with one hand and looked forward.

The whole car was filled with opera songs.

Lingluo floats up to cover the sunset in the west

Play a heartbreaking ancient song
Lift up the picture so beautiful

Who knows whose ink pen it is?
A touch of rouge covers my thoughts
I drank a few drinks but got drunk
How many talented people can calligraphy and painting three thousand miles away?

The significance of the carving of the Riverside Scene
Zhu Li was at the back of the car, holding a tablet.

He requested the song "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", which is very good.

He has a special liking for modern opera songs.

"It's really interesting that Wudang Mountain has actually become a tourist attraction." Zhu Li smiled as he stroked the tablet.

"Normal. It can generate income and integrate into the secular world." Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly.

"It's pretty good." Zhu Li said.

Zhang Chulan glanced at Zhu Li and silently looked away.

During this trip, from the time he met King Zhao to now, Zhang Chulan's mentality has undergone tremendous changes.

At first, he was full of awe and nervousness towards King Zhao. After all, King Zhao's status in the alien world was extraordinary, and when he was in Japan, he was ruthless and scheming.

However, as he came into deeper contact with King Zhao, Zhang Chulan gradually discovered that this seemingly majestic King Zhao actually had another side.

King Zhao cared for and supported his younger generations almost as if they were his own people.

This kind of care and love from an elder slowly dissipated Zhang Chulan's wariness, and was replaced by deep gratitude and respect.

Now, Zhang Chulan has completely let go of his heart and no longer regards King Zhao as a remnant of a terrible feudal dynasty.

On the contrary, he felt that King Zhao was more like a trustworthy brother or elder.

Of course, if you stand against King Zhao, that’s a different matter, and you might die a miserable death.

"Your Highness, don't blame me for being nosy. I just want to ask, how is Chen Duo now?"

Zhang Chulan glanced at Zhu Li from the rearview mirror and asked.

Seeing Zhu Li nod slightly, he quickly added:
"Of course, don't get me wrong, the company didn't instruct me to ask this. I'm just curious."

Zhu Li put the tablet aside and Tang Mi put it away.

He thought for a while before saying:
"She's fine, but she should be called Zhu Huiying now."

Zhu Huiying?
Zhang Chulan seemed to be thinking about something. He knew that Chen Duo originally had no name or surname.

When in the waters of Japan, Zhu Li found the company and asked about Chen Duo's situation. Zhang Chulan paid special attention to this information.

He looked up relevant information.

Unlike Zhu Huiying and Zhu Li, Zhu Li's information is basically confidential, and there is very little information that can be found on the Internet.

Zhu Huiying's historical information is completely available for search.

It's just ordinary information about a princess. Historical records show that she was very much loved by Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, but there is no other information.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Huiying was reincarnated as Chen Duo.

It's really a matter of time and fate.

Zhang Chulan didn't believe in reincarnation, but since it was happening before his eyes, he had to believe it.

"That's great." Zhang Chulan said with emotion.

This is what he really thinks.

Only after you have experienced the world do you know how important it is to have a background.

Zhang Chulan was a piece of fat meat before, and it is still the same now, but no one dares to touch him because his master is the top contemporary Zhang Zhiwei.

And what about Chen Duo’s background?
King Zhao!

A man who dares to challenge the United States.

I'm so envious!

"Why doesn't Princess Chen... er, Zhu Huiying come home to visit?" Zhang Chulan asked.

"Her? She's on Nason Island." Zhu Li said.

"Nason Island?" Zhang Chulan's pupils suddenly shrank. "Is it the island in the legend where only aliens live?"

"You know a lot." Zhu Li said.

"I like to read miscellaneous stories and strange stories on weekdays." Zhang Chulan laughed.

But why did King Zhao send Chen Duo to Nasen Island?
Could it be some kind of mission?

Zhang Chulan couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Yes, King Zhao is a good elder.

But talking too much can be annoying.

The carriage fell into silence for a moment.

Zhang Chulan exhaled and continued to concentrate on driving.

The reason why Zhu Li cared about Chen Duo was because she had a very good talent for cultivation. He had thought about bringing other descendants to practice together before, but among the Zhu royal family, except for the kid Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, not many could pass his test.

It’s a pity that the King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, only thought about fighting for the throne. It can also be said that he was blinded by the imperial power and finally missed his chance to become an immortal!

But Chen Duo is different, because she is definitely a cultivation genius picked out of millions.

Zhu Li is not completely cold-blooded. At least he still attaches great importance to family affection and likes to reminisce about the past.

In his eyes, Chen Duo is his granddaughter.

After learning that Chen Duo was living very well with King Zhao.

Zhang Chulan felt relieved.

My mood has improved a lot.

It is always happy when everyone is happy.

After all, he was indeed very sloppy in his work, and he had heard Chen Duo's story, so he naturally had some sympathy for Chen Duo.

If the company's style of doing things were followed, Chen Duo's final fate would definitely be to be wiped out, that is, to be killed.

Now that Chen Duo has the protection of King Zhao, her safety is naturally guaranteed.

Especially after he finishes this work, the company will give him a significant salary increase.

Soon, the car arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Chulan slowly parked the car in the parking lot.

"Your Highness, please."

Zhu Li walked out slowly and looked up at Wudang Mountain.

At this moment, the sunlight shines through the clouds onto the mountain top, making the entire mountain range look even more majestic.

The towering mountains are like works of art created by nature, each with its own unique shape and charm.

Some peaks are as steep as a knife, like a sword piercing the sky; others are round and full, like a kind old man smiling.

These mountains are arranged in a staggered manner, full of artistic conception.

As Zhu Li's gaze moved downwards, he saw the Taoist temples looming on the mountainside.

These Taoist temples are built on the mountains and blend into the surrounding natural environment, as if they are part of nature.

Some of them are hidden in dense forests, with only a corner of the eaves showing; others are built on steep cliffs, standing in the air, which is breathtaking.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, dappling onto the roofs of these Taoist temples, making them look even more mysterious.

Of course, the clouds and mist in the mountains remain unchanged.

Sometimes these clouds are as thick as smoke, shrouding the entire mountain range in a hazy gloom; sometimes they are as thin as gauze, gently floating over the peaks and Taoist temples, as if covering them with a layer of gauze.

Under the sunlight, the clouds appear colorful and beautiful.

"Not bad, not bad." Zhu Li nodded his dragon head slightly with a smile on his face.

"Wudang Mountain has undergone several renovations and is getting better and better. Of course, there is still some gap between it and the Wudang in the Ming Dynasty." Zhang Chulan said beside him.

"You are a very smooth talker, but there is no need to exaggerate. The Wudang Mountain in the Ming Dynasty did not have such a grandeur." Zhu Li said.

This thousand-step staircase could not be built in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Chulan suddenly said, "Your Highness, Master Zhou is here."

A hunchbacked old man slowly walked towards Zhu Li.

His face was full of traces of time, with wrinkles crisscrossing like a map that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Although his eyes were cloudy, they sparkled with wisdom, as if they could see through all the vanity in the world.

Behind the old man was a group of Wudang disciples. They all had solemn expressions and performed the most respectful etiquette to Zhu Li - bowing their heads in a bun.

They shouted in unison: "Senior!"

The sound was loud and powerful, echoing between the valleys.

Zhu Li smiled and said, "Okay."

"Senior, please." Zhou Meng extended his hand.

"Ah."

Zhu Li climbed the stairs slowly, taking each step firmly and powerfully.

As the altitude increased, his eyes were gradually attracted by the beautiful scenery before him, and an indescribable shock surged in his heart.

Even after six hundred years, the shock remains.

The towering mountains reach high into the clouds, as if they are connected to the sky.

Between the mountain peaks, clouds and mist linger, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing.

In the clouds and mist, some ancient Taoist temples can be vaguely seen. They are either built on mountain tops, hidden in valleys, or hidden in woods.

The architectural style of these Taoist temples is simple and elegant, with blue tiles, red walls, and flying eaves and corners. Every detail reveals a sense of historical vicissitudes. Surrounding the Taoist temples, there are towering ancient trees, lush greenery, and birds singing, as if it is a paradise.

Zhu Li continued to move forward. The stone steps under his feet became steeper and steeper, and there were more and more pilgrims around him.

“Wudang Mountain is getting better and better.”

Zhou Meng smiled and said, "I rely on your Highness's influence."

This is really not exaggeration.

Wudang Mountain received a lot of gold and silver from the royal family during the Ming Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty played absolutely no role in its preservation.

"Gold will always shine." said Zhu Li.

Zhou Meng just smiled and said nothing more.

"When I was in Japan before, I met one of your disciples, named Zhou Sheng!" Zhu Li put his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

Zhou Meng's expression changed slightly.

Zhou Sheng.

That sarcastic monkey, the scum of Wudang Mountain, the bastard of Wudang Mountain.
It's such a complicated person.

The name Zhou Sheng is very sensitive. He is one of the thirty-six thieves and also the master of the Eight Wonders after the stroke.

It would be fine if he was the only one who understood it.

Fenghou Qimen was completely destroyed by the backbone of Wudang Mountain.

Why.
Zhou Meng sighed in his heart and said silently: "Is he okay?"

"Well, the realm is not bad. The spirit is introverted, and the five elements are empty. He is a talented person." Zhu Li commented.

Such an evaluation?

Zhou Meng was a little surprised.

But it is also hard to imagine, how bad can the talent of a guy who can comprehend Fenghou Qimen be?

"I wonder where the monkey is now?" Zhou Meng asked.

"Him?" Zhu Li hesitated for a moment.

After thinking about it again and again.

Zhu Li said slowly: "He has returned and is also in Long Country, but he seems to have been following that young Taoist priest named Wang Ye."

He knew Zhou Sheng's location very well. The main reason was that Zhou Sheng had now practiced the Nine-Turn Immortal Corpse Technique. It could be said that Zhu Li had basically installed a locator on him, and any of his whereabouts could not escape Zhu Li's perception.

Little Wang too.
Zhou Meng narrowed his eyes, and in an instant he understood why Zhou Sheng followed Wang Ye.

Taoist Yunlong did not hold back and asked: "Why did Zhou Sheng follow Wang Ye?"

"It's okay." Zhou Meng said.

"How can it be that Zhou Sheng is okay?" Taoist Yunlong said anxiously.

He is Wang Ye's master in Wudang Mountain, and he would suck his teeth every time he mentioned Wang.

He often gets so angry at Wang Ye that he beats him up, but in fact he likes Wang Ye very much.

"I said, it's okay." Zhou Meng said in a deep voice.

Taoist Master Yunlong fell silent and stopped talking.

Zhou Meng smiled at Zhu Li and said, "Senior, please continue."

"I have nothing to say." Zhu Li said lightly.

Wudang Mountain has seventy-two peaks, thirty-six rocks, twenty-four streams, eleven caves, three pools, nine springs, ten ponds, nine wells, ten stones, nine terraces and other scenic spots. The scenic area is centered on Tianzhu Peak and has dangerous paths such as the upper and lower Eighteen Bends, as well as the "Seventy-two Peaks Facing the Great Summit" and the "Overlapping Shadows of the Golden Palace".

Soon, Zhu Li walked in front of Zixiao Palace.

It was built during the Xuanhe period of the Song Dynasty; rebuilt in the Yuan Dynasty and named "Zixiao Yuansheng Palace"; expanded in the tenth year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty and named "Taixuan Zixiao Palace"; expanded to 806 rooms in the thirty-first year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty; after the establishment of the Dragon Kingdom, it was renovated several times and maintained its original appearance.

"It feels so familiar. There have been very few changes here." Zhu Li said softly.

"Yes, we have tried our best to ensure the integrity of Wudang Mountain." Zhou Meng said softly.

"Very good. There are not many things I can know in this land." Zhu Li said meaningfully.

Zhou Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry, senior, Wudang Mountain will always remain the same."

"Yeah." Zhu Li nodded slightly and continued forward.

Next is to revisit the old place.

Jingle Palace, Xuanyue Gate, Yuxu Palace, Mozhen Well
These were basically built during the Yongle period. When Zhu Li looked at these buildings, a familiar feeling came over him.

He had been to Wudang Mountain many times in the past.

He did not build these buildings himself, but he paid a lot of money for them.

Now that it has been preserved to this day, Zhu Li feels indescribable emotion.

Soon Zhu Li arrived at Nanyan.

This is the "holy land" where Taoism calls Zhenwu attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven. It is the most beautiful of the 36 rocks in Wudang Mountain. Nanyan Palace was first built between the nd year of the Yuan Dynasty and the rd year of the Yuan Dynasty, and was expanded in the th year of the Ming Dynasty.

Located at the foot of Duyang Rock, the mountain is soaring and looks like wings hanging from the sky. It is famous for its beautiful peaks and ridges.

Zhu Li looked up at Nanyan, feeling the artistic conception and aura.

"What a pity." Zhu Li murmured.

"How can I start with the word 'pity'?" Zhou Meng was a little surprised.

Zhu Li just shook his head.

Only Zhu Li knew clearly that the prosperity of Wudang Mountain was just an illusion.

Taoism is most concerned with Yin and Yang, and now Wudang is just a situation where Yang is excessive on the outside and Yin is deficient on the inside.

It’s really hard to say.

Suddenly, he heard a melodious bell sound coming from afar. It was the morning bell and evening drum sounded by the Taoist temple on Mount Wudang.

The sound of the bell is clear and melodious, echoing among the valleys, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhu Li continued walking forward and soon came to a wide square.

This is a very popular place, with pilgrims from all over the country burning incense and paying homage.

However, after spending a day in Wudang Mountain, Zhu Li couldn't help but sigh.

He saw that all the old friends who had practiced with him and roamed the world with him were now dead.

This is what I fear most when revisiting an old place.

It is so familiar, but there is no familiar person.

No one knows where the old man Zhang Sanfeng went, or maybe he has really disappeared from the world, or it is possible that his human consciousness is still wandering in the world.

Zhu Li walked on the small path in Wudang Mountain, recalling the time he spent with those old friends.

They once practiced together and discussed martial arts together.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, all those old friends have left him, leaving him alone walking in the world.

The Tao is different.

And just like that, a day passed.

It's night.

As night falls, it seems like nature's gentlest brushstroke, lightly outlining the contours of this ancient mountain range.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling on every corner of the mountains, covering everything in a soft and mysterious light.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and its round figure appears particularly bright in the night sky.

The stars are dotted like sparkling gems inlaid in the black sky.

The trees in the mountains cast mottled shadows under the moonlight.

The shadows sway gently in the breeze.

The leaves rustled, as if whispering something.

The mountains in the distance are looming in the night, and their outlines are made clearer by the moonlight.

The steep cliffs and towering peaks appear even more majestic under the moonlight.

And those deep valleys seemed to have their edges gently smoothed by the moonlight, becoming soft and warm.

The nearby rocks and streams also show a different charm under the moonlight.

Every texture on the rocks was clearly depicted by the moonlight.

The stream flows gently, and ripples appear on the water surface. The moonlight shines on the ripples, forming patches of twinkling light, which is beautiful beyond words.

Zhu Li stood under the Nanyan Rock, silent.

Zhou Meng is right next to me.

"Almost." Zhu Li suddenly spoke.

"Your Highness, are you leaving?" Zhou Meng asked.

"It's already very good." Zhu Li's tone was inexplicably melancholy.

"Your Highness, please come often." Zhou Meng didn't say much. He would not keep the prince for dinner, but just bowed.

"Take these things." Zhu Li waved his hand, and several books fell into Zhou Meng's hands.

"This is."

Zhou Meng was a little surprised.

"You Wudang have forgotten some strange and unique skills." Zhu Li said.

Zhou Meng was even more surprised. Forgot?
"Perhaps it is more accurate to say that the inheritance has been broken." Zhu Li said.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Zhou Meng knelt down and held up his hands as a gift.

"You also have lay disciples in Wudang Mountain. These unique skills are best taught to those lay disciples." Zhu Li added.

"The younger generation should keep this in mind." Zhou Meng burst into tears of gratitude.

After all, the true tradition of Wudang Mountain has always been the Tai Chi created by Zhang Sanfeng.

Therefore, the true disciples of Wudang Mountain would definitely not learn Zhu Li's unique skills, so they could only be passed on to lay disciples.

"Let's go." Zhu Li waved his hand. He came and went like the wind, as free as the clouds in the sky.

Zhou Meng bowed his head and did not get up for a long time.

(End of this chapter)