In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 242 The martial world is about to be stirred up again.

fifteen.

It is a good time to travel.

Wudang Back Mountain.

The setting sun cast a flowing golden hue over the back of Wudang Mountain.

Song Yuanqiao stood quietly beside the pavilion on the back mountain, his long beard fluttering in the wind, which, combined with his neat Taoist robe, gave him an air of majesty.

Beside him, besides Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting, was Yu Daiyan, whose injuries had been healed.

While waiting, Mo Shenggu and Zhang Wuji entered the courtyard one after the other.

After greeting Song Yuanqiao and the others, Mo Shenggu looked at the main house with its doors tightly closed and asked curiously, "Senior Brother, has Master returned?"

Song Yuanqiao nodded and said, "I just got back an hour ago. My master asked me to call you all over."

Mo Shenggu asked curiously, "Why did you call us all over? Did something happen?"

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "I don't know."

However, just as Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, the already quiet atmosphere in the small courtyard behind the mountain suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, the tightly closed door of the main house in the courtyard opened without any warning.

The moment the door opened, an invisible yet immense pressure, like the entire blue sky collapsing, descended upon this small courtyard without any buffer.

The same fate befell Song Yuanqiao and his group.

In an instant, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and the others all felt as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on them.

Under this terrifying pressure, Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and the others all bent over instantly.

The sudden change caused Song Yuanqiao and the others to change their expressions drastically. They instinctively tried to mobilize their internal energy or true qi to resist the pressure pressing down on their backs.

But when the thought suddenly occurred to them, they found that the true qi or true essence that they used to control so easily was as if it were imprisoned and completely suppressed, making it impossible to move.

As the pressure on their backs increased again, Song Yuanqiao and the others couldn't help but slam their knees hard into the ground.

However, just as their knees struck the ground, a gentle force suddenly surged back up from the ground.

When their knees touched the ground, it felt like they were crashing into soft clouds.

Just as the group was utterly astonished by this sudden change, a large, round belly peeked out of the room first, followed closely by Zhang Sanfeng's feet.

Zhang Sanfeng walked slowly out of the house, his wide gray Taoist robe hanging down without a single wrinkle.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng's face no longer showed his usual easygoing nature, but rather a calm and serene expression.

His entire being exuded an aura of dignified authority.

Zhang Sanfeng's gaze slowly swept over the group, his posture like that of an immortal overlooking a sea of ​​clouds.

With difficulty, Zhang Wuji looked up at Zhang Sanfeng, whose imposing presence was like a mountain, and his heart was filled with horror.

Previously, Zhang Wuji only knew that Zhang Sanfeng was the recognized number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom.

However, due to his identity and Zhang Sanfeng's easygoing nature, Zhang Wuji did not have a direct feeling or understanding of Zhang Sanfeng's strength.

We can only learn about Zhang Sanfeng's former glory from the words of Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu.

But now, facing the overwhelming power emanating from Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Wuji truly understood the significance of being the number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom.

Even now that Zhang Wuji has entered the realm of Qi Condensation and Yuan Formation, with the Nine Yang True Yuan within his body flowing endlessly, he is still as insignificant as a candle flame in a raging storm in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

But the sheer aura emanating from Zhang Sanfeng was enough to render him immobile.

Compared to Zhang Wuji's surprise, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi were taken aback.

I don't understand why Zhang Sanfeng was so angry today.

After much deliberation, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi all turned their attention to Mo Shenggu, the youngest among them.

Mo Shenggu looked bewildered as Song Yuanqiao and the others stared at him.

However, at that moment, Zhang Sanfeng's voice suddenly pierced through the heavy air and resounded in the ears of Song Yuanqiao and the others.

"I have a few words to say, so please kneel down and listen."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng walked past them with a leisurely and unhurried gait, as if he were taking a spring outing.

Only when they reached the entrance of the courtyard did Zhang Sanfeng turn around and mutter something.

"This feeling is really good."

"If I had done this when I was young, how many people would I have charmed?"

At that moment, a beautiful image appeared in Zhang Sanfeng's mind.

Suddenly, I felt melancholy.

When you're young, you don't understand a girl's heart; when you're old, you realize that there are techniques to winning a girl's heart.

If there's one thing Zhang Sanfeng regrets most in his life, it's undoubtedly being too honest and upright when he was young.

"If we had been a little more shameless back then, perhaps the Emei Sect wouldn't exist now!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly lost his playful mood.

The next instant, Song Yuanqiao and the others felt the terrifying pressure, as heavy as a mountain, suddenly dissipate.

Song Yuanqiao and the others breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up.

After moving around a bit, Zhang Songxi asked, "Master, what were you doing just now?"

Zhang Sanfeng said frankly, "It's nothing. I just discovered something that really appealed to me during this trip, so I'm learning it."

Finally, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhang Songxi sideways and said, "What? Are you feeling wronged by making me kneel down?"

Zhang Songxi's eyelids twitched: "How dare I, Master? But next time, could you please give me a heads-up?"

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, "What I want is to catch you off guard, why bother with any prior notice?"

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng turned his gaze to Zhang Wuji.

After lingering for a moment, Zhang Sanfeng said with satisfaction, "Not bad. In just over a month, your internal energy has already reached the level of Qi Condensation and Yuan Formation."

Zhang Wuji respectfully said, "It is thanks to my master's help that my Nine Yang Divine Skill has reached the Great Perfection stage. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for me to reach the Qi Condensation stage so early."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng smiled.

To have reached the level of Qi Condensation at such a young age, coupled with Zhang Wuji's cultivation of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, is quite remarkable.

With Zhang Wuji's talent, it might be difficult for him to enter the Celestial Realm in ten or twenty years, but it wouldn't be too difficult for him to reach the level of Condensing Yuan Qi.

It's not like Wudang was left without anyone to uphold its reputation after he left.

Composing himself, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Yuanqiao and asked, "Have you encountered any problems at Wudang during this time?"

Song Yuanqiao replied, "Replying to Master, all is well."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "That's good."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng changed the subject, saying, "I called you all here today because I have something to tell you."

"In the next few years, unless something particularly serious happens, none of you are allowed to go down the mountain at will, and Wuji is no exception."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao and the others looked puzzled.

Yu Daiyan asked, "Master, has something happened in the martial world?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly and said, "The martial world is about to descend into chaos!"

Zhang Sanfeng did not provide a detailed account of the specific events Gu Shaoan recounted that day.

After all, it also involves the affairs between Gu Shaoan, Gu Santong, and Zhu Wushi.

Explaining too much could cause trouble for Gu Shaoan and the Emei Sect if they accidentally let the news leak out.

Before the others could speak, Zhang Sanfeng continued, "In the coming period, apart from the disciples stationed in various places, the members of my Wudang Sect should minimize their travels. If there are any other problems, let the elders of the Wudang Sect handle them."

Zhang Sanfeng had ample confidence in his own abilities. His title of "Number One Martial Artist" was not self-proclaimed.

It's a reputation earned through hard work and dedication.

If it were a direct confrontation, Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't be intimidated at all, let alone the Azure Dragon Society, or even if all the Celestial Realm experts in the Great Wei Kingdom were gathered together.

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng also knew that if things were really as Gu Shaoan said...

In a few years, if Zhu Wushi and the Azure Dragon Society want to take action against Wuxia, they cannot fight him head-on.

He will only start with the few disciples he cares about.

Song Yuanqiao and his companions had followed Zhang Sanfeng for many years and naturally knew their master very well.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng didn't elaborate, they guessed that there might be some things behind the scenes that were not suitable for them to know, so they didn't ask any more questions.

In response, Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and said, "Alright, that's enough about this matter. Those who need to do their work should do it, and those who need to cultivate should cultivate. Don't stand around here and spoil my mood."

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng dismiss them, Song Yuanqiao and the others remained calm, clearly having long been accustomed to their master's attitude.

However, at this moment, Zhang Wuji suddenly spoke up: "Grandmaster."

After Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and the others turned their gazes to Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and said, "Grandmaster, I wish to go to Emei."

Zhang Wuji's efforts over the past two years have been witnessed by Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and others.

Everyone knows that after the battle at Bright Peak two years ago, Zhang Wuji took Gu Shaoan as his goal on the path of martial arts.

Now that he has proposed going to the Emei Sect, the others can naturally guess Zhang Wuji's purpose.

Zhang Songxi thought for a moment and said, "Junior Nephew Gu's strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Moreover, Master once said that Junior Nephew Gu has a solid foundation and profound skills. Among those at the Qi Condensation stage, there are almost no rivals."

"Wuji, you have only just broken through to the Qi Condensation stage. Going to the Emei Sect to challenge Junior Nephew Gu now is probably a bit too hasty."

Zhang Wuji replied, "Wuji knows that there is still a gap between his strength and that of Young Hero Gu, but Wuji still wants to see where that gap lies."

Now that Zhang Wuji has mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he has also diligently practiced Tai Chi Chuan and Tai Chi Sword Technique under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance over the past two years.

Both martial arts techniques have now reached the minor mastery stage.

Today is not what it used to be.

This is a time when we are full of confidence.

In response, Zhang Sanfeng said, "If all I knew was this difference, I could simply say it's a difference of one to nine!"

Zhang Wuji asked, "Does Grandmaster mean that I only have a 10% chance of winning against Young Master Gu?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head: "No, what your grandmaster meant was that Gu could kill you nine times in a single breath."

"Uh"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, not only Zhang Wuji, but even Song Yuanqiao and the others were stunned.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said, "The old Taoist priest returned early, so the news probably hasn't reached you yet. It's normal that you don't know."

"That kid has already reached the level of Condensing Yuan Qi into Gang Qi."

"Moreover, half a month ago, Pang Ban of the Demon Master Palace arrived at Emei as promised."

"And Gu fought with Pang Ban, and in the end, Pang Ban escaped after that kid cut off one of his arms."

"what?"

Upon hearing this news, Song Yuanqiao and the others were all greatly shocked.

Zhang Wuji was even more dazed.

"Has his strength actually reached this level? Even someone like the Demon Master Pang Ban is no match for him."

"Do I still have a chance to catch up with him?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's expression, Zhang Sanfeng did not give Zhang Wuji false hope like Song Yuanqiao or Zhang Songxi did.

Some things can fool people for a while, but not forever.

Gu Shaoan's talent was so great that even Zhang Sanfeng had to marvel at it.

Unless Gu Shaoan's strength remains stagnant for the next twenty years.

Otherwise, among his peers, absolutely no one could compare to Gu Shaoan.

There are some things we have to admit: if you can't beat someone, you just can't beat them.

If Zhang Wuji cannot face himself squarely, no matter how talented he is, his future achievements will inevitably be limited.

After Song Yuanqiao and the others left with the dazed Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and looked in the direction of the capital.

After a short while, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"The world of martial arts is about to be stirred up again."

evening.

Nantong Mansion.

As evening fell, lanterns were already lit throughout the city.

The food stalls along the street were steaming, and the salty aroma of braised dishes and the sweet flavor of soups mingled in the damp evening breeze.

After leaving a flower shop, Huang Xuemei couldn't help but ask, "Does Young Master Gu usually have a fondness for rare and exotic flowers?"

For the past two weeks, Gu Shaoan has made a point of browsing through flower shops in almost every town he enters.

Occasionally, I will buy some flowers, but most of the time I return empty-handed, like now.

Furthermore, the flowers that Gu Shaoan bought were nowhere to be found when he left the next day. Huang Xuemei didn't know whether Gu Shaoan had packed them in his bag or disposed of them in some other way.

In response to Huang Xuemei's question, Gu Shaoan replied, "What I want is not flowers, but to see if I can find some special medicines."

Perhaps because they had spent a little more time together, Gu Shaoan was slightly less polite when he spoke to Huang Xuemei.

Upon learning of Gu Shaoan's purpose, Huang Xuemei thought for a moment and said, "I have a plant over there that looks like a sunflower, but its roots and flowers are all black, except for the golden stamens. During the day, the flower shrinks into a ball, and it blooms after midnight. Would that be useful to you?"

As Gu Shaoan listened to Huang Xuemei's description, his eyes flashed.

"Does it have a sandalwood scent at night?"

Huang Xuemei said directly, "That's right, you know him?"

Gu Shaoan nodded and said, "This flower is called Blackwood Xunbo Flower. It has unique medicinal properties. After being refined into pills, it can increase one's cultivation level."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xuemei said, "However, I've put the things in a special place. If you need them, I'll make time to go and bring you the flowers later."

"In addition, I have some special plants that were once treasured in the Tianlongmen warehouse. I asked some doctors to come and take a look, but none of them recognized them."

"If you need, you can go and pick one out."

Hearing what Huang Xuemei said, Gu Shaoan asked, "Now that you already know the function of this Blackwood Xunbo Flower, are you still willing to give it to me?"

Huang Xuemei said calmly, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known the purpose of this flower. Since you need it, take it."

This generous attitude made Gu Shaoan smile.

He didn't refuse.

Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei were not wearing straw hats or disguises at this time.

Because of their outstanding temperament and appearance, the two attracted a lot of attention as they walked the streets of Nantong Prefecture.

However, both Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei had become accustomed to these gazes.

After having dinner at a famous restaurant in the city, the two returned to the inn.

However, just as Gu Shaoan unlocked the door and pushed it open, a faint scent of medicine instantly entered his nostrils.

Upon smelling the faint scent of medicine that shouldn't be in his room, Gu Shaoan's eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)