Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 184 Three Crossings Descend the Mountain, the Martial World Stirs

On this day, the ancient Shaolin Temple, with its thousand-year history, opened its doors.

Shaolin monks stood solemnly on both sides of the temple, their eyes fixed on the ground.

Gangxiang, dressed in a kasaya (Buddhist robe), stood quietly in front of the gate, seemingly waiting for something.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, three old monks emerged from the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. In just a few steps, they traversed most of the Shaolin Temple, appearing as if Buddhas had descended from the heavens to arrive before the temple.

"We pay our respects to the Three Patriarchs!"

"Greetings to the Three Patriarchs!"

The voices of the monks resounded throughout the temple, like thunder, and all the monks performed Buddhist rituals.

Such a grand display can only occur when the Shaolin Temple has fully revealed its secrets.

The monk Sandu wore no fancy clothes, but rather simple monk's robes.

Du'e glanced at the monks, his gaze finally settling on Gangxiang: "Everything in the temple is now in your hands."

"Yes, Ancestor!" Gang Xiang replied respectfully, though he was overjoyed.

He was a disciple of the Vajra Sect, but no one in the temple knew this.

Now all the masters in the temple have been captured by the demonic sect of Bright Peak.

All three eminent monks were to descend the mountain, leaving him to take charge of the vast Shaolin Temple.

This is what he has been looking forward to these past few days.

Now, upon actually hearing Du'e's arrangements, Gang Xiang couldn't help but feel somewhat excited.

Having arranged everything, Du'e said no more nonsense and descended the mountain with a series of profound steps.

The two old monks, Du Jie and Du Nan, remained silent and moved almost in unison, demonstrating remarkable tacit understanding among the three.

Gangxiang watched the three monks leave until they were completely out of sight.

The joy on his face finally became visible.

Now that Shaolin Temple is under his management, there should be no more obstacles in the way of the many martial arts manuals in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion.

He was able to read them all, and thinking of these things, Gang Xiang couldn't help but think of his master, the Fire-Worker Monk.

Back then, he secretly learned Shaolin martial arts. After being discovered, he killed many masters in the temple, fled Shaolin Temple, and established the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions.

But now, as a disciple of the Fire-Worker Monk, he can freely view martial arts techniques that even his master had difficulty learning back then.

What a tremendous opportunity this is!
"If the Demonic Sect hadn't been so powerful and domineering, suppressing all the Shaolin masters, I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

"Speaking of which, we really have to thank that evil cult." Gang Xiang chuckled to himself.

But he only said it in his heart; he would never actually thank the so-called evil cult.

Gang Xiang shook his head, told the Shaolin disciples to close the mountain gate, and then plunged into the Sutra Repository.

At this moment, the figure of the Three Crossing Monk descending Mount Song could not escape the eyes of those in the martial arts world who had been paying close attention to the matter.

After all, this was a Buddhist monk who had become a grandmaster many years ago, and now he was going down the mountain to the demonic sect to suppress the young grandmaster.

This was absolutely the most spectacular battle in decades.

Battle of Grandmasters!

Who among the martial arts practitioners in the martial arts world wouldn't be curious?

The Beggars' Sect, the Sand Gang, the Giant Whale Gang, and other martial arts sects all have people keeping an eye on the Songshan area.

The Three Monks made no attempt to conceal their presence, descending the mountain as if they wanted all martial arts practitioners to know.

After this, the Demonic Cult shall be destroyed.

Of course, the three monks moved very fast. The speed of a master of innate martial arts is something that those below the master level cannot catch up with.

Everyone watched from afar as the three monks gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Although I couldn't sense the aura of the three monks at all, just one glance was enough to make my heart tighten and I dared not have any other thoughts!"

"The Three Monks of the Three Crossings have not descended the mountain to roam the world for many years. Now that they have descended, can that young master leader of the Demonic Sect stop them?"

"Hehe, that Demonic Sect Leader is indeed amazing, reaching the Grandmaster level at such a young age."

But ultimately, he was still too young; how could his foundation compare to that of the three eminent monks!

"That's right. You should know that Yang Dingtian, the powerful leader of the Demonic Sect back then, only managed to narrowly defeat that monk Du'e."

Now, decades have passed, and the Three Monks' cultivation must be even more profound, while the leader of the Demonic Sect has changed. Even if he is more domineering and powerful than Yang Dingtian, he could never be a match for the Three Monks!

"The feud between the Demonic Sect and Shaolin will be finally settled by the Three Monks!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, each with their own opinion.

But everyone agrees that with the three monks descending the mountain, the fate of the Demonic Sect was sealed.

The evil cult cannot possibly win.

Aside from the Demonic Sect, most martial artists in the entire martial arts world probably share the same thoughts as these people.

The gap between the two was simply too great, not only in terms of the depth of their cultivation, but also in terms of battle record and reputation. Xu Qing was far inferior to the Three Elders.

Moreover, this time it wasn't just one Shaolin monk descending the mountain, but all three monks together.

Three grandmaster-level experts are fighting against a young, teenage grandmaster.

Three against one, just looking at the numbers, makes one feel hopeless, with no hope of victory in sight.

After all, those who reach the Grandmaster level are no ordinary people.

To everyone, it seemed absolutely impossible for a situation to occur where the few could defeat the many.

Even the lower-level members of the Ming Cult felt that this battle was unlikely to be won and had no hope.

To ordinary followers, a master-level figure is no different from a god.

That's not something ordinary people like them can handle.

They were initially quite worried about what would happen if the higher-ups in the sect chose a human wave tactic, forcing them to risk their lives to deplete the physical strength and true energy of the Three Crossing Monks.

But soon, all the worries of the ordinary believers turned out to be unnecessary.

Xu Qing's instruction to Yang Xiao brought a sense of relief to all the followers.

Without making any obstacles, let the three monks come.

This shows that their leader is a good leader who cares about his subordinates.

We won't send these ordinary believers to their deaths.

But precisely because of this, many disciples within the sect are even more distressed.

I don't want such a religious leader to die at the hands of the monk Sandu.

This feeling isn't just felt by one person, but by many.

The news soon reached Yang Xiao's ears.

Upon hearing this, he was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, marveling at how high and important the new leader's position was in the hearts of his disciples.

This is a good phenomenon.

Yang Xiao did not disturb Xu Qing about this matter, as he knew that the imminent arrival of the Three Crossings Monk would inevitably put great pressure on the sect leader.

We must make adjustments and bring ourselves to our best condition in order to better face strong opponents.

He personally handled the matter and reassured the many disciples within the sect.

Even Wu Lie's request to see Xu Qing was temporarily suppressed by Yang Xiao.

Wu Lie knew the situation was serious and did not insist.

Instead, they proactively ask if there's anything they can help with.

Yang Xiao suggested that they rest within the sect.

In this battle, not only would a top-tier expert like Wu Lie be useless, but even Yang Xiao's exceptional strength would be of no use.

Although he followed Xu Qing into the secret passage that day, Xu Qing also passed on the later levels of the Qiankun Great Shift technique to him.

However, his comprehension was ultimately inferior to Zhang Wuji's, and his internal energy cultivation was also insufficient, so it was difficult for him to achieve rapid progress.

We can only pin our hopes on Master Zhang of Wudang.

The other masters of the Ming Cult were also well aware of this, and therefore cooperated with Yang Xiao to appease the situation within the cult, so that the righteous army fighting against the Yuan Dynasty army on the front lines would not suffer too much impact.

Everything went smoothly.

Everyone is waiting for that battle to begin!

(End of this chapter)