Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

a few days later.

Lin Daochen, who was sitting upright in the library, suddenly felt something.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Zhang Sanfeng was in seclusion.

boom--!!!

In an instant, the majestic aura of Wudang Mountain soared into the sky, like an angry dragon taking flight, shaking the mountains and rivers, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds, and causing the stars to sway!

The heavens and earth trembled, and all was silent.

Lin Daochen's pupils flashed slightly as he focused his gaze—he saw the void above Wudang distorted, with a black and white Tai Chi diagram slowly rotating, its Taoist charm flowing and its light profound, as if containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth.

"To enter the realm of immortals on land through Tai Chi... My junior brother's destiny ultimately lies in this path."

His lips curled slightly, his expression calm, yet he couldn't hide a hint of satisfaction.

He created the "Hun Yuan Tai Chi Gong" in the past to pave the way for Zhang Sanfeng.

Seeing this extraordinary phenomenon today means that all causes and effects have been fulfilled.

At this moment, all the disciples of Wudang were alarmed.

Whether practicing martial arts, sweeping, or standing guard, everyone stopped what they were doing, rushed to an open space, looked up at the sky, and were filled with horror.

"Master Zhang... is he about to break through to a higher realm?"

Kumārajīva, who was sweeping the steps, suddenly stopped, looked up at the soaring aura, and a strong sense of envy flashed in his eyes.

He was obsessed with martial arts throughout his life, traveling all over the world to collect the most unique skills, all he sought was a "transcendent" realm.

But immortals on land are always out of reach.

How could I not be overwhelmed with emotion to witness someone about to ascend to this place?

Outside Zhang Sanfeng's secluded meditation room, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and others had been waiting for a long time, their eyes fixed on the tightly closed stone door, their breathing unconsciously becoming softer.

"Did it succeed, or... fail?"

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere grew so oppressive it was almost frozen in place.

"Second Senior Brother, do you think Master... can succeed?"

Mo Shenggu finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke in a low voice.

Of all those present, only Yu Lianzhou had reached the Grandmaster level and possessed the highest vision.

He paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know."

"This realm is too far away; it is beyond my comprehension."

As they were talking—

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears:

"Rest assured, your master will succeed, and... it will happen today."

Everyone was startled and quickly turned around to bow:

"Master Uncle!"

Before anyone knew it, Lin Daochen had already stood behind the group, his robes fluttering slightly, his expression calm.

Seeing Lin Daochen's calm expression, Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately felt relieved.

If even my senior brother is so calm, then it must be a sure thing.

They never doubted Lin Daochen's judgment in the slightest.

really--

No sooner had the words been spoken than the strange phenomena in the sky vanished, the wind and clouds returned to their proper places, and the world returned to tranquility.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng pushed open the door and came out, his face beaming with joy. His aura was ethereal and smoky, as if resonating with heaven and earth, and every gesture he made contained the rhythm of the Great Dao.

"Congratulations, Master, on attaining the realm of a terrestrial immortal!"

Song Yuanqiao and the others rushed forward and offered their congratulations in unison.

"Junior brother, congratulations."

Lin Daochen stepped forward slowly, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone composed.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression turned solemn, and he bowed deeply to Lin Daochen, saying earnestly:

"I am able to take this step entirely thanks to my senior brother's creation of the Taiji Dao. Without your guidance, I don't know how many more years I would have been stuck in this predicament. Today's achievement is entirely due to your support, and I am deeply grateful!"

Lin Daochen smiled gently and waved his hand, saying:

"The path I created is merely a starting point. Your breakthrough is ultimately due to your own accumulated experience reaching a certain level. Besides, we are fellow disciples, why be so formal?"

"Haha, senior brother is absolutely right!"

Zhang Sanfeng responded with a hearty laugh.

He was by nature carefree and would not normally be so formal, but stepping into the realm of a terrestrial immortal was a transformation at the pinnacle of martial arts, of extraordinary significance, and he had no choice but to express his gratitude with great ceremony.

At this moment, Mo Shenggu couldn't help but shout:

"Master, there's even more wonderful news—Fifth Senior Brother has returned!"

"Fifth Brother is back? Where is he?"

Zhang Sanfeng's voice tightened, and he blurted it out.

He always worried about his disciple who had been missing for more than ten years and never let go of him.

"Because our master was in seclusion, the fifth junior brother took his wife and children back to Wudang for a short stay before visiting his father-in-law. However, he had personally promised that he would return before our master's 100th birthday banquet."

Song Yuanqiao replied respectfully.

Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise:

"The fifth brother got married?"

"Yes." Song Yuanqiao nodded. "His wife is Yin Susu, the daughter of Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect. She was born into the so-called 'evil path,' but she is kind-hearted and deeply affectionate towards my fifth junior brother. She is by no means a vicious person."

Fearing that Zhang Sanfeng might mind his background, he quickly added a sentence.

Zhang Sanfeng, however, didn't care at all, waved his hand, and laughed:

"Regardless of her background, whether righteous or evil, if she catches Fifth Brother's eye, she's destined for him. Once she enters the gates of Wudang Mountain, she's one of Wudang's own daughters-in-law. Who dares to utter a word against her?"

His demeanor as a grandmaster is unmistakable.

Upon learning that Zhang Cuishan was about to return, Zhang Sanfeng felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

But just then, he suddenly noticed something unusual about the auras of several disciples. His brows furrowed, and he quietly investigated.

This investigation almost caused him to lose his composure, even with his decades of virtuous cultivation.

"Second brother, you... you've reached the Grandmaster level?"

"Seventh Brother, you've become a Grandmaster?!"

What exactly happened while he was in seclusion?

How come everyone's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, as if they've taken some kind of magic pill?

Especially Mo Shenggu, who was the weakest of the seven, has now become a Grandmaster, which is simply defying the heavens and changing his fate!

"It was all thanks to my senior's guidance and cultivation."

Yu Lianzhou and the others eagerly recounted the tremendous changes that had taken place in Wudang during this period.

After hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng was completely stunned.

In the short time he meditated and practiced his qi, the Wudang Sect was turned upside down.

Not only did the disciples collectively make great strides, but Wudang was also revered as the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, enjoying great prosperity and prestige, with disciples all over the world.

And he himself actually became the Grand Preceptor of the Ming Dynasty...

By closing oneself off from the world, one can reap all the benefits.

He suddenly had a strange feeling—that all his hard work over the decades was not as impressive as his senior brother's few moves.

"Senior brother," Zhang Sanfeng shook his head with a wry smile, "why don't you take on the positions of Wudang Sect Leader and Imperial Preceptor? I always feel a bit uneasy sitting here."

Lin Daochen chuckled: "Junior brother is joking. These two positions are definitely yours."

Zhang Sanfeng knew he had no interest in power, so he didn't bring it up again.

At this moment, Yu Lianzhou couldn't help but ask:

"Master, what exactly is the difference between a terrestrial immortal and a grandmaster?"

He has reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm, and the next step is the legendary realm. He asked this question now precisely to find the direction for the future.

Zhang Sanfeng's gaze darkened, and he slowly said:

"Although it is only a step away, it is a world of difference, like a mortal looking up at the sky - seemingly close at hand, but in fact separated by a huge chasm."

Besides having internal strength far surpassing that of a Grandmaster, the most crucial thing is that a terrestrial immortal can merge with the power of heaven and earth and borrow the might of mountains and rivers!

Zhang Sanfeng revealed his understanding of the "Land Immortal" realm without reservation, leaving Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the others deeply moved, as if they were hearing celestial music.

Lin Daochen glanced at it casually a few times and already understood.

The so-called fusion with the power of heaven and earth, simply put, means being able to vaguely sense the flow of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, and then using one's own martial arts techniques to leverage that power, borrowing its strength against it. The reason it is called "borrowing" is because they cannot absorb spiritual energy into their bodies, let alone refine it into spiritual power that truly belongs to them.

This kind of opportunistic borrowing is naturally far inferior to him—directly refining spiritual energy into spiritual power and absorbing the world into himself!

Therefore, those methods that rely on overwhelming power to intimidate others and change the course of events cannot cause the slightest ripple in his presence.

But this does not mean that the immortals on land are not to be feared in his eyes.

Those who can reach this realm are all unparalleled geniuses in the world of martial arts, possessing extraordinary skills and astonishing foundations.

He is currently only at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Although he has the power to surpass his level, he has not yet reached the true invincible realm.

Previously, they estimated that they might be able to defeat ordinary land immortals, but since they had never fought, no one dared to say for sure that they would win.

At that very moment—

Mo Shenggu suddenly spoke, his eyes full of curiosity: "Master, between you and Senior Uncle, who is stronger now?"

The room fell silent after he said that.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the others held their breath and stared intently at Zhang Sanfeng.

They already held their senior master, who was elusive and rarely seen, in the utmost awe.

I heard that my senior master kills a Grandmaster as easily as slaughtering a chicken or a dog.

Iron-Blooded Marquis couldn't even catch a talisman he casually drew, and he coughed up blood and flew backward on the spot.

The Grandmaster of Qin led several other Grandmasters in a siege, but they were all annihilated by him in a single move, reduced to ashes.

Oh, the only exception is Kumārajīva, who is now sweeping the floor at Wudang—he made his senior master make two moves.

But everyone knows that it was his senior brother who deliberately gave him pointers, holding back too much.

So, just how strong is my senior brother?

After listening to his disciples' descriptions of Lin Daochen's various deeds, Zhang Sanfeng felt a strong fighting spirit.

"Senior brother," he slowly rose, his gaze clear and fervent, "today I have just entered the realm of terrestrial immortals, and I need a true duel to hone this realm. Yuanqiao Lianzhou and the others are too weak and unfit for great use. I can only ask senior brother for guidance."

Lin Daochen nodded lightly, his voice as cold as frost:

"Can."

This battle will be a perfect opportunity to test what I think – just how much stronger is he compared to a terrestrial immortal?

It also allows one to judge whether they truly have the ability to suppress the raging storm that is about to engulf Wudang.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone's heart started racing.

Finally! Finally, we're going to see my senior master make a move!

Is it that Master has just become a newly ascended immortal, possessing unparalleled power? Or is it that Senior Uncle remains unfathomable, surpassing all living beings?

Song Yuanqiao and the others' eyes lit up, their hearts churning with excitement and anticipation.

The news spread like wildfire.

Zhang Sanfeng has broken through his cultivation level and will soon have the opportunity to spar with Lin Daochen!

In an instant, the entire Wudang Mountain was shaken.

All the disciples dropped what they were doing and rushed to the martial arts training ground.

Even Kumārajīva, who was sweeping the ground behind the mountain gate, heard the sound of the wind, threw down his broom without saying a word, leaped up, and quickly disappeared with a light touch of his toes.

This battle is an unprecedented opportunity!

Even glimpsing a trace of the Dao's flow or comprehending half of the true meaning of heaven and earth could open the door to becoming a terrestrial immortal!

……

Wudang Martial Arts Square.

Lin Daochen and Zhang Sanfeng stood facing each other.

They were all dressed in gray-blue Taoist robes, but their auras were completely different.

Zhang Sanfeng had just entered the realm of terrestrial immortals when his aura erupted like a volcano, vast and surging. A heavy, mountain-like, and boundless pressure swept out, enveloping the entire area!

That oppressive feeling, originating from the resonance between heaven and earth, was suffocating, almost making one kneel down!

This is a true terrestrial deity—every gesture he makes shakes the heavens and earth!

Lin Daochen, on the other hand, stood still as usual, without light or shadow, neither revealing nor showing anything.

He seemed like just an ordinary old Taoist priest, standing there like a wisp of wind or a cloud, unmoved.

But the more ordinary it is, the more it evokes a sense of ethereal transcendence from the mundane world—as if it were no longer in the mortal realm, but above the clouds.

At this moment, the square was already packed with people.

The third-generation disciples crowded the edge, craning their necks to look up, their expressions excited and their breathing rapid.

Grandmaster versus Grandmaster Uncle!

A showdown of this caliber is a once-in-a-century event!

Throughout Wudang, these two were like figures of faith.