Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 213 Wudang Sect Crisis, Persian Grand Envoy Ascends Bright Peak
Wudang Mountain.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, Zhang Sanfeng faced the blazing sun, absorbing the pure Yang energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy around him transformed with his movements, forming an invisible Tai Chi diagram.

Dressed in a long blue robe, Song Yuanqiao, using the "Ladder Cloud Leap" light-footed skill, shouted with a joyful smile:

"Master, great news! Third Brother can move again!"

Zhang Sanfeng's eyebrows twitched slightly, then he stopped what he was doing, looked at Song Yuanqiao, a look of surprise appearing on his face, and asked again to confirm:

"Can you really move now?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "It's true! Third Brother can really move, although it's a very small movement, but this shows that his bone injury is really gradually healing!"

"Excellent! The Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment truly lives up to its reputation as a holy medicine for bone injuries, achieving such miraculous effects in such a short time!"

Zhang Sanfeng was also moved and very happy.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly, Zhang Songxi rushed over, his expression grave, and exclaimed that something was wrong.

"What happened?! Could it be that Third Brother's injuries have gotten worse?!"

When Song Yuanqiao saw Zhang Songxi shouting that something was wrong, he mistakenly thought that Yu Daiyan's bone injury had taken another turn for the worse.

"No! That's not it!" Zhang Songxi shook his head.

“Master, a disciple has sent word that a Mongol army of ten thousand men is heading towards our Wudang Mountain with great force!” Zhang Songxi said to Zhang Sanfeng.

"What?! The Mongols actually have the resources to attack my Wudang Sect?!"

Song Yuanqiao was also greatly shocked. He knew that the Ming Cult army was currently engaged in a fierce battle with the Mongol army, and in theory, they should not have many troops available to besiege Wudang.

How could there still be an army of 10,000?!
"Who is leading the troops?" Zhang Sanfeng asked calmly, showing no sign of panic.

“It was Prince Ruyang who personally led the troops here! Those 10,000 troops are probably his personal guards!” Zhang Songxi said truthfully.

"The Prince of Ruyang?" Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. What was the Prince of Ruyang's intention in launching a siege against Wudang at this time?
“Master, it must be that Prince Ruyang is holding a grudge against Wudang for joining forces with Mingjiao to resist the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, which is why he is going to attack us!” Song Yuanqiao said angrily.

"Master, should we ask the Ming Cult for help?" Zhang Songxi asked.

After all, that was a Mongol army of ten thousand, and most of his Wudang disciples had joined the Ming Cult army to help on the front lines.

Now, on Wudang Mountain, there are only him, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daiyan, and some disciples with mediocre martial arts skills.

They are at a complete disadvantage in terms of numbers.

Zhang Sanfeng slightly raised his hand, his eyes blazing, and calmly said, "No need. The Ming Cult army must break through the Mongol army at this time and cannot easily divide its forces."

"I will handle this army of ten thousand!"

Upon hearing this, both Zhang Songxi and Song Yuanqiao were greatly shocked.

"Master, that's an army of ten thousand! How can you possibly handle it all by yourself!"

"The Mongol cavalry is formidable. Those ten thousand troops are the strongest army under the command of Prince Ruyang. Their strength is such that they can defeat many with few troops."

Master, in my opinion, we should ask Leader Xu for help!

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi said with worried expressions.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "I already owe Master Xu too much, how can I trouble him any further?"

"Moreover, don't really think that your master is old. A mere ten thousand troops can't possibly destroy my Wudang!"

Old Zhang's voice was filled with coldness and domineering aura.

"You guard Wudang well, I will be right back."

Before Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi could continue their conversation, Zhang Laodao strode away.

He wants to personally descend from Wudang Mountain and defeat an army of ten thousand with a single sword!

Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi stood there, sighing helplessly.

They could only trust in their master's strength, which was enough to annihilate this army of ten thousand.

……

Meanwhile, a group of Persian Ming Cult leaders arrived at the town at the foot of Bright Summit Mountain.

The group did not rest in the town for long before continuing their journey toward Bright Summit.

At the same time, the Venerable Master Dade also arrived at Bright Summit.

"Huh, what a group of people..."

The Venerable Master's expression subtly changed, his aura concealed, and his gaze fixed on the strangely dressed group ascending the mountain. "Four Grandmasters of the Innate Realm...?"

The Venerable Master was secretly surprised. With his spiritual power, even though the aura of this group of people was concealed, he was still able to sense their strength level.

Four of them were at the level of Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, while the rest were all top-tier experts who were just one step away from becoming Grandmasters of the Innate Realm.

Who are these people?!

The Venerable Master was filled with doubt and curiosity: such a powerful team, why would they also want to go to Bright Summit?

"Where did all these Grandmasters of the Innate Realm come from?!"

He was truly surprised; there weren't many experts at the Innate Grandmaster level in the entire Central Plains.

But now, four more have appeared here!
However, judging from their clothing and appearance, they did not appear to be Han Chinese or Mongolian.

They look more like foreigners!
"Experts from other countries?! What's their purpose in coming here?!"

The Venerable Master Dade was somewhat worried that these people might also be connected to the Ming Cult.

His trip to challenge the leader of the Ming Cult to a duel is now proving difficult to proceed with.

Regardless, he decided to hide first and follow them.

Once we understand the intentions of this group, we can reconsider the original plan.

Thinking of this, the Venerable Master Dade further subdued his aura, becoming even more integrated with nature, and silently followed the group of Persian religious leaders.

At this moment, on Bright Summit, inside the main hall.

"Master, the Persian sect has come up the mountain." The Green-Winged Bat King entered the main hall and reported to Xu Qing, who was sitting on the sect leader's throne.

The main hall was deserted; apart from Zhang Wuji and Zhu'er standing at the bottom of the steps, there was no one else there.

Yang Xiao, White-browed Eagle King, and others were all sent to the front lines by Xu Qing to assist the army.

Only the Blue-Winged Bat King remained within the sect, responsible for intelligence gathering.

Xu Qing slightly raised her eyes, extended a finger, pointed at Zhang Wuji, and said calmly, "Wuji, go."

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Wuji bowed.

The Blue-Winged Bat King was suddenly taken aback.

Is the leader planning to let Zhang Wuji deal with the Sun, Moon and Star Envoys alone?
"Master, the three envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars are all grandmasters. I'm afraid Young Hero Zhang alone..." Wei Yixiao raised his head and looked at Xu Qing, somewhat worried.

He knew that Zhang Wuji was very strong, and that he could fight the old monk Du'e to a standstill.

But this time there are three envoys from the Sun, Moon and Stars, three grandmasters, not just one person!
"Don't worry, King Wei. As my disciple, I will certainly not disgrace my master if he can do it."

Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

"I believe in Brother Wuji!" Zhu'er's eyes sparkled, showing her confidence in Zhang Wuji.

Seeing this, Wei Yixiao suppressed his worries.

He then followed Zhang Wuji out of the main hall to greet the Persian chieftain who had come with ill intentions.

Xu Qing continued to close his eyes, seemingly dozing, but in reality, he was in a state of enlightenment, constantly refining the "Martial Arts Manual".

The strength and true energy within the body are also systematically refining and strengthening the bone marrow, allowing for multitasking!
Give him some more time, and all the essence of the divine skills will become the resources for the "Martial Scripture," making his techniques stronger and more perfect!

At that time, you can try to find the ruins of that mysterious sect that disappeared into the long river of history.

Hopefully, the ruins of the Lingjiu Palace of the Xiaoyao Sect in Tianshan, which has stood for over two hundred years, can still be found.

Xu Qing had never forgotten the Free and Unfettered Sect, after all, the martial arts of this sect were extremely powerful and possessed many miraculous effects.

Even for him now, it is helpful.

However, as he progressed step by step, he acquired various divine skills such as Nine Yang and Nine Yin, One Yang Finger, Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, all in an attempt to completely integrate them into his body.

It takes time to process; we can't rush it.

But this does not mean that Xu Qing has forgotten about the mysterious Xiaoyao Sect.

However, after resolving the issues with these Persian Ming Cult members, one can then proceed to explore the ruins of the Xiaoyao Sect.

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