With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 454 Ascending to the position of the Xuanwu successor of Wudang!

Danjiang is a city under the jurisdiction of Jiuyan.

During the pre-shift meeting, the police officers at the station also heard about the arrest of Wang Jian in Jiuyan.

Upon seeing Meng Chuan, the officer in charge of the mission, they all saluted him in respect.

Meng Chuan shook his head, indicating that there was no need for everyone to do so.

Don't make a big deal out of trivial matters. Once the national mission is over, your identity is that of a Wuhan University student.

The police officers remained at the scene to investigate. Meng Chuan exchanged phone numbers with the captain so that he could be informed of any further information in a timely manner.

He then bowed and took his leave, following the master and apprentice beside him as they headed up the mountain.

The sun is shining brightly, and there are no clouds in the sky.

He looked up and saw the golden palace floating above the green mountains, and his pace quickened involuntarily.

Wang Ye stood behind Meng Chuan, gazing thoughtfully at his retreating figure.

In his mind, the scene of the police officers at the foot of the mountain saluting him had woven a mysterious identity for Meng Chuan.
"It's been over a year since we last met. What have you been through, Brother Meng?"

Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Shousui walked at the very front.

Suddenly remembering something, he turned to Meng Chuan and said:

"Come with me to the back mountain in a bit. First, go to my place and change into a Martial Emperor's Taoist robe, the one I'm wearing right now."

Wudang Mountain is divided into the front mountain and the back mountain.

The front of the mountain is an attraction open to tourists and outsiders.

Whether you're a martial artist or an ordinary person, you can come here to visit and enjoy the sights; all you need to do is pay for a ticket.
The back mountain is where the Wudang Sect is located, as well as the site of the "Wudang Mountain Special Martial Arts Academy".

Wang Ye caught up with him and explained:

"It has to be changed. This is an old tradition of our Taoist sect. Even monks have to wear Taoist robes when they come."

".good."

Meng Chuan didn't care about these things; he didn't care what he wore, as he respected Wudang's belief in the True Martial Emperor.

This was mutual; he touched his bald head and had nothing more to say.
After going up the mountain, Meng Chuan followed Zhao Shousui to his home.

Compared to the villa townhouse I lived in on Mount Li of the United University, these places are more like wooden lofts.

This is supposed to be the residence of a martial arts master, but it seems rather ordinary.
Meng Chuan looked around and asked:

"Uncle Zhao, where have I been staying lately?"

Zhao Shousui told him to remember to call him "Master Uncle" on the mountain, and Meng Chuan did so.

“My wife sometimes comes up the mountain to visit me, so it’s not very convenient. Why don’t you stay at Wang Ye’s place? Look, it’s the little courtyard we just passed.”

"Isn't Wudang a branch of the Quanzhen School of Taoism?"

The Quanzhen School of Buddhism prohibits monks from marrying.

"That being said, I am a martial arts master."

".Understood."

Apart from Wudang, most of the Quanzhen School gradually declined with the arrival of the Qi and Blood Era.

Therefore, naturally no one could control Uncle Zhao.
"Alright, there are plenty of people getting married and having children in Wudang, and even the Xuantian Emperor doesn't care, so you don't need to worry about it."

"I understand, I was just curious."

Coming to his senses, Meng Chuan looked in the direction the other person was pointing, towards his future mountain dwelling.

I just passed by there, and it was all thatched huts; I thought it was a chicken farm.
"A good place, close to nature, makes it easier to find enlightenment."

Meng Chuan's accommodations were truly remarkable; compared to his own accommodations at the Southwest Associated University, the conditions were significantly worse.

But he didn't complain; he was just staying temporarily, so he couldn't ask for too much.

Moreover, this is a meditation arrangement that embodies Taoist principles.

It's not that we don't have money, but that we're in accordance with the natural order.
At Zhao Shousui's home, Meng Chuan changed into a dark blue Taoist robe.

The size is a bit wrong; Meng Chuan is over two meters tall and has a lot of muscles.

It was changed into a cardigan to expose the chest muscles, and the body was compressed to 80% before it could be worn.
Seeing this, Zhao Shousui said helplessly:
"Take it off. Stay at Wang Ye's place and don't wander around. I'll have someone make an extra-large size one and send it to you tomorrow morning."

There's no way around it; judging by the size, even the largest size currently available on the mountain probably isn't big enough for this kid.
Meng Chuan chuckled awkwardly twice, and had no other choice but to accept it.

Wang Ye laughed from the side:
"Come visit me, Brother Meng. I have a new straw mat; please enjoy it."

".good."

Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also worried that Wang Ye's dragon demon had not yet been subdued, and that watching an action movie at night might leave some marks on the straw mat.
Since it's newly replaced, I'm relieved.
We followed Wang Ye back to his home and into his courtyard.

Meng Chuan strolled around casually; the place wasn't very big.

The courtyard has a pastoral feel to it, and it's quite beautiful.

He randomly opened a small house, which was extremely messy inside.

There is a stone trough that is two meters long and one meter wide against the wall.

Seeing this, he turned his head and smiled:

"Master Wang Ye, you used to raise pigs at home? Isn't there a canteen or something on Wudang Mountain?"

Although I have long been able to absorb the wind and dew, drawing energy from heaven and earth to sustain life.

But the habit ingrained in his DNA still led him to ask about the food.

I can skip eating it, but I can't live without it.
Wang Ye was stunned upon hearing this, and it took him a while to react:

"There's a canteen, and I don't raise pigs. This is your guest room."

".?"

Wang Ye went inside and tidied up before coming out, at which point Meng Chuan noticed.

That wasn't a stone trough; inside the large recessed area was my bed, which I'd been sleeping in recently.
I took the new straw mat, spread it out, and decided to make do with the local customs for now.
Meanwhile, far to the north of the Great Chu, in the land of Jin, Li Xiao, dressed in a black robe, stood atop a mountain, gazing at the distant, faintly visible buildings below.

【Zishou Temple】This is a temple that houses the core relics of the Eighteen Arhats.

He intended to enter and steal the core heirloom.

But the demonic thought subtly sensed that a master was lurking in the temple, waiting for him to walk right into their trap.

"The divine lord is not far from his birth; it is best to proceed with caution."

After thinking it over, Li Xiao gave up the idea.

He still needs to take charge of the overall situation in the human world; he doesn't want his soul to return to the cycle of rebirth.

Gently stroking the small cauldron on his chest, he noticed that Meng Chuan's bounty was still hanging high on it.

I took out my encrypted phone, dialed the number, and heard a rustling noise on the other end.

What's the current situation with Zhu Yun and the others? Has Meng Chuan not gone there yet?

[Palace Master, Meng Chuan just arrived; it seems he failed. Police cars have completely surrounded the area around Wudang Mountain right now, I don't dare go forward to confirm.]

Okay, have you contacted Zhu Yun and Priest Qian yet?

I contacted them, but it seems they're all dead.

Two cultivators who have undergone six levels of ascension couldn't kill a second-limit martial arts master?

[Meng Chuan's backup plan was terrifying; he wiped out Priest Qian and the rest of the group right from the start. Only Lord Zhu Yun remained, but unfortunately, the Wudang Grandmaster arrived too quickly and couldn't defeat him.]

They're all a bunch of useless trash!

Li Xiao hung up the phone, not wanting to talk anymore.

It was truly heartbreaking that Meng Chuan had not only failed to kill Meng Chuan but had also lost two capable lieutenants in succession.

He pondered for a moment, then dialed the number again:
[I am Li Xiao of the Temple. Meng Chuan's backup plan has been forced out. The rest is up to you from the Outer Heavens.]

A faint laugh came from the other end of the phone:

[Understood, thank you for your hard work, Lord Li.]

Fang Jianxing hung up the phone and lowered his head in thought.

After hearing what Li Xiao said, they still chose to continue to observe.
"Luo Guanyun hasn't shown up yet, he's probably still by this kid's side. A small act of impatience could ruin a great plan."

Despite this, he grew increasingly anxious.

The speed at which Luo Guanyun, this apprentice, has grown is unbelievably fast.

He worried that if it dragged on any longer, he would lose control.
"Luo Guanyun, oh Luo Guanyun, where are you?"

At four o'clock the next morning, it was still dark on Wudang Mountain.

His back injury was much better, and he tried out the little black ball he had obtained yesterday.

It can be used to imbue various forces with energy and unleash them silently, making it excellent for surprise attacks.

In particular, the lightning-attribute force, like the railgun, is not only faster but also extremely destructive.

It can easily breach even a small hill.

The only downside is that you have to retrieve it after throwing it out, which is a bit of a hassle.
Meng Chuan estimated that once the Qi Observation Technique reached its peak, he would be able to begin to control the spiritual energy of all things.

When the ball is hit again, it can be guided by the wind.

It will be even more useful then, turning the hidden weapon into a "boomerang," so that after it is thrown out, it flies back into your hand.

Coming to his senses, he flipped his hand and put the small ball into his pocket.

Meng Chuan started his morning exercise, and Wang Ye practiced boxing on the side.

"I'm not the only one working hard; everyone else is too."

He glimpsed the same internal energy flow of Tai Chi Chuan emanating from the other courtyards.

Whether they were martial artists or martial arts masters, everyone in the dormitory area of ​​the Wudang "Seeking the Dao Class" would start practicing their boxing before dawn.

This shows that the atmosphere for martial arts training here is no less than that at the United Nations General Assembly.

8am.

Staff from the mountain delivered a new Taoist robe. It was an extra-large, custom-made version, and Meng Chuan wore it well; it was very comfortable.

They also gave Meng Chuan a "Haoran scarf," made of cotton and shaped like a windproof hat.

This was specially prepared by Zhao Shousui for Meng Chuan to cover his head when he was active on the mountain.

Some old Taoist priest in the province would get angry just seeing his big bald head from afar.
Although in the era of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, such things are not emphasized.

However, having lived since the ancient martial arts era, this elderly Taoist priest holds a very negative view of Buddhism.
Taoism advocates naturalness and non-action, cultivating oneself in accordance with the nature and laws of things, and emphasizes this self-nature.

Buddhism emphasizes dependent origination and emptiness, stressing that all things are interdependent, arising from causes and conditions, and have no permanent, unchanging independent nature.

Their old beliefs and paths of practice were at odds, and their conceptual barriers were difficult to overcome.

Therefore, Zhao Shousui felt that Meng Chuan should cover up his bald head.
Meng Chuan wrapped a black headscarf around his head, his shoulder and neck muscles bulging high, making him look like a "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle".
Wang Ye, who was practicing his boxing, stopped and walked over to him, giving him a thumbs up and saying:
"Brother Meng, your current look is definitely that of a descendant of Xuanwu."

"roll"

After finishing his vegetarian meal, Meng Chuan prepared to go with Wang Ye to audit a class.

Master Zhao was giving a lesson to the students in the Seeking the Dao class at that moment.

Go listen to what he says and see how it differs from what the master from the United Nations University said.

By the way, after class, I'll ask myself the most important thing about coming to Wudang Mountain.

He wanted to ask last night, but Master Zhao had classes during the day and martial arts practice at night, so he didn't want to bother him too much.

We can't wait any longer. Just how strong is its core characteristic? You can get a glimpse of it from the [Five Elements Gathering at the Origin].

He possesses a multitude of formidable skills and qualities, and desperately needs a leader.
During the class, each of the dozen or so martial artists held a stick in their hand.

A rope was tied to the stick, and a large piece of iron ore was suspended from the bottom of the rope.

(End of this chapter)