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

The Li Yang Dynasty.

Deep within the palace, the candlelight flickered in the imperial study.

Emperor Li Yang summoned Yuan Benxi.

"Mr. Yuan, I have already reached an agreement with the venerable ancestors of the royal family—"

"Liyang will never abandon Longhu and establish Wudang as the state religion."

"Why don't you trouble yourself to make a trip to Wudang in Liyang and ask them to persuade Dao Chen Zhenren to stop? As long as they are willing to turn hostility into friendship, the terms are negotiable."

This was his arrangement.

Yuan Benxi gently shook his head: "Your Majesty, this road is blocked."

"Zhao Gougang sent a secret report: The Empress of Northern Mang sent the Imperial Preceptor Yuan Qingshan to Wudang to negotiate peace, but Dao Chen refused to let him in on the spot."

"It is clear that this person is determined to kill, and there is absolutely no room for maneuver."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Li Yang remained silent for a long time.

His gaze grew cold, and finally he said in a harsh voice:

"Then let's unite with Northern Mang and Great Yuan, and launch a three-way attack on Wudang by gathering all the top experts!"

"This must be carried out covertly, and the strike must be fatal!"

"Remember, absolutely no word must leak out—especially, we mustn't let the spies from Beiliang find out!"

"As you command!"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will personally handle this matter and there will be absolutely no mistakes!"

Yuan Benxi responded solemnly, his tone as firm as iron.

He knew very well that this game concerned the life and death of Emperor Liyang, and could not tolerate the slightest negligence.

a few days later.

Li Yang and Bei Mang secretly formed an alliance, and the secret agreement was finalized.

Moreover, the two sides secretly made contact with the Yuan Dynasty.

This time, with Pang Ban in charge of the central government, the Yuan Dynasty no longer feigned compliance or outwardly refused, but readily agreed. The three parties joined forces, and the situation changed drastically. With the agreement reached, each side mobilized its troops and quietly advanced towards Wudang Mountain of the Ming Dynasty.

At the same time.

Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the Wudang Mountains stand majestically.

Deep within the library.

The spiritual energy surged within the weapon-refining room.

Lin Daochen stood before the desk, his gaze sweeping over the several shimmering array flags in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Become!

After more than a month of tireless crafting, all the components needed for the Mountain and River Spirit Gathering Array have finally been completed today.

The time to deploy the troops has come!

Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his finger and stored all the array flags into his storage ring before turning and leaving.

From the moment he created the Mountain and River Gathering Spirit Array, he had already planned the location of every array eye. Now, he could act without thinking; he only needed to follow the map and plant the corresponding array flags in the designated places.

He had set up a restriction on each of the array flags beforehand—anyone below the Land Realm level would be killed on the spot, let alone destroy it, or even get close.

Half an hour later.

The last array flag was firmly inserted into the ley line node.

Lin Daochen returned to the Scripture Pavilion, took out the array base, and embedded it into the specially made spirit-gathering pillar on the first floor—this pillar was specially made to support the array base and was a complete unit.

Next, he embedded the twelve spirit stones he obtained from the Qin Imperial Palace into the array base grooves one by one.

With hands moving, mudras are formed, profound and complex, like a flowing river of stars.

boom--!!!

The Mountain and River Gathering Spirit Array is activated!

Om-! ! !

The twelve spirit stones instantly erupted with dazzling divine light, and spiritual power surged into the array base like a river flowing backward.

In an instant, all the runes covering the array base lit up, as dazzling as a starry sea exploding.

The light transformed into threads, scattering from window frames, wall cracks, and eaves, weaving together a mysterious and ethereal pattern in the sky above Wudang Mountain.

at the same time.

The array flags buried deep within the mountain gate suddenly resonated, their radiance soaring into the sky, echoing the patterns in the air.

Rays of light burst forth from the earth, merging into the array in the sky and becoming one.

Boom! ...

Countless beams of light shot down from the array diagram, condensing into an enormous, transparent light shield, visible only to Lin Daochen, completely enveloping the entire Wudang Sect.

next moment.

Centered on Wudang Mountain, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to converge wildly, flowing from near to far, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

Accumulating spiritual energy is not something that can be done overnight; it requires a gradual approach.

Lin Daochen stood on the second floor of the Sutra Repository, gazing out the window at the trajectory and speed of the flowing spiritual energy.

After a moment, he made up his mind: at this rate, the spiritual energy concentration within the Wudang Sect would be sufficient to support his breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment stage within five days.

With that thought in mind, he turned and went back into the house, took out a classic book, and began to read it attentively.

In times of great events, the mind becomes calmer.

With a great realm about to be reached, he became even more composed.

Time slips away quietly.

The spiritual energy within Wudang Mountain is becoming increasingly abundant, and the entire sect is undergoing tremendous changes.

The fruit trees and shrubs in the garden grew wildly, their branches and leaves reaching over a person's shoulder overnight; the domesticated birds and beasts also grew in size, their muscles and bones became strong, and a glint of intelligence flashed in their eyes.

The fruits, in particular, are the most astonishing—each one is crystal clear, shimmering with precious light, and exudes a refreshing fragrance that invigorates the mind and spirit; they are clearly spiritual fruits imbued with spiritual energy.

Even plants and animals undergo transformation, let alone humans.

The Wudang disciples were all in high spirits, full of energy, and had clear minds. Even their breathing felt like drinking fine wine, sweet and refreshing.

Although they cultivate martial arts and cannot actively absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, the benefits of passively bathing in spiritual energy are still immeasurable.

Such an unusual phenomenon naturally alarmed Song Yuanqiao and the others.

Unaware of the reason, everyone gathered in the Sutra Repository to ask Lin Daochen for an explanation.

Lin Daochen smiled calmly, offering no further explanation, only saying, "It was my doing, and it is beneficial and harmless to Wudang. There is no need to be alarmed."

Seeing his resolute expression, the crowd had no choice but to suppress their shock and leave.

Hearing their senior master say this, Song Yuanqiao and the others were finally relieved.

Outside Wudang Mountain, on the cliff face that had once become famous for Lin Daochen's duels with Dugu Qiubai and Li Chungang, many martial arts practitioners had gathered. They spent years there meditating on sword intent, but now they all stared wide-eyed in the direction of Wudang—

A majestic immortal gate rose from the ground, its spiritual energy surging like a tide. A colossal tree, reaching to the heavens, burst forth from the depths of the gate, its branches laden with crystal-clear spiritual fruits, radiating boundless light and auspicious energy.

I was so shocked I couldn't speak.

Despite their trembling hearts, not a single person dared to take a single step.

Lin Daochen's name now terrifies the entire world; who would dare to lightly stroke his tiger's whiskers?

Time slips away quietly.

On the morning of the fourth day, Zhang Sanfeng, who had been in seclusion for many days, finally emerged from his seclusion.

This period of seclusion transformed him completely; his cultivation level soared, and his aura became unfathomable.

He had barely stepped out of the secret room when the sight before him made him stop in his tracks, his pupils shrinking sharply—

The entire Wudang Mountain was transformed, resembling a blessed land: spiritual trees formed a sea, celestial birds gathered, and the disciples' breathing was filled with the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, while the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was as thick as mist.

Even though he knew that three of his seven disciples had already reached the realm of terrestrial immortals, he never expected that his sect would transform to this extent!

But when he learned that all of this was done by Lin Daochen, Zhang Sanfeng was immediately relieved.

That senior brother was someone beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

He immediately went to the Sutra Repository, had a private conversation with Lin Daochen for a while, and then quickly summoned his disciples, including Song Yuanqiao.

"Tomorrow, your senior uncle will be breaking through to a higher realm. At that time, the mountain gate will tremble and the world will change color."

Zhang Sanfeng ordered in a deep voice, "Order all disciples to strictly guard all strategic points. No one is allowed to trespass into Wudang and disturb your master's cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned solemn, and they responded in unison, "We will obey our master's orders! We will protect Wudang Mountain and not allow any outsiders to approach even a step!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, then added calmly, "There's no need to be too nervous. Now that Wudang has four terrestrial immortals, what is there to fear even if the winds of change rise? Although the second brother has gone to Qin, the remaining three are enough to suppress everything."

That makes perfect sense.

But what he didn't know was that the three great dynasties of Dayuan, Beimang, and Liyang had already secretly gathered top experts and divided their forces into three groups, quietly approaching the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The three parties agreed: to meet tomorrow and wipe out Wudang in one fell swoop!

The time is exactly tomorrow.

The next day.

At the summit of Wudang Mountain, atop the Sutra Repository.

Lin Daochen sat cross-legged, his robes fluttering, his eyes as deep as an abyss.

When the moment of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage truly arrived, he was incredibly calm.

Everything is ready; today, victory is ours!

With mind and spirit unified, and fingers lightly forming hand seals—the Yin-Yang Creation Technique begins to operate with a roar!

boom!!!

In an instant, clouds surged from ten thousand miles away, and violent spiritual energy poured in like a river overflowing its banks, washing over the meridians and flowing straight into the dantian!

The spiritual energy was continuously compressed and solidified, gradually transforming from gas to liquid.

Finally, deep within the dantian, the first drop of spiritual liquid slowly condensed into shape—crystal clear and full of vitality!

The process of refining gas into liquid is the beginning of foundation building.

Once his dantian is fully filled, he will officially enter the Foundation Establishment stage and undergo a complete transformation!

But this is only the beginning.

Lin Daochen's eyes remained focused as he continued to draw energy into his body, fully activating his attack technique and striving towards the second drop of spiritual liquid!

The heavens and earth trembled, and spiritual energy gathered towards him like a tornado.

And at this crucial moment—

Outside the mountain gate, three furious roars tore through the sky, booming and echoing:

"The Great Yuan Dynasty hereby deserving death for punishing Wudang!"

"The Li Yang Dynasty, exterminate the entire Wudang clan—!"

"The Northern Mang royal court will crush Wudang Mountain!"

The sound was deafening, shaking the surrounding peaks!

Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed drastically, and in a flash, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed straight towards the mountain gate!

Following closely behind, Song Yuanqiao and the others, who were patrolling various places, also noticed the unusual activity at the same time, and they all leaped up and rushed away!

A great war is about to break out!

Accompanied by three thunderous declarations, Zhang Sanfeng and the others felt the heavens and earth tremble—several overwhelming auras, completely naked, rushed straight towards the Wudang Mountain gate like a raging tide.

Not only the Wudang disciples heard it clearly, but the martial arts practitioners who were observing the swordplay and comprehending its meaning on the cliff were also startled.

"Something happened? Who would dare to come knocking on our door?"

"This is insane! I heard it! The Great Yuan, Li Yang, and Northern Mang dynasties have joined forces to attack!"

"Hiss—the three great dynasties have all arrived? Are they out of their minds? Aren't they afraid that Dao Chen Zhenren will unleash a bloodbath across ten thousand miles in his rage?"

"Hmph, they might have a trump card. Otherwise, who would dare to lay a finger on Wudang?"

"What are you guessing for! Let's go up to the mountain gate and see for ourselves!"

"Let's go! If we miss it today, we might never have another chance to see it!"

Before the words were even finished, countless figures from the martial arts world soared into the air, leaping across eaves and skimming trees, moving with the speed of shooting stars, and surging towards the main gate of Wudang.

When they arrived, they saw a murderous aura emanating from the mountain gate, with the two sides facing each other, swords drawn and ready to strike.

"My goodness... Meng Chixing, Basiba, and Sihanfei have arrived from the Yuan Dynasty—they're all earthly immortals!"

"Li Yang is no ordinary person either! Zhao Huangchao and Zhao Xuansu from Longhu Mountain have both appeared, and even Zhao Xiyi, who has been in seclusion for many years, has broken through and entered the realm of a terrestrial immortal! These are three!"

"The Northern Barbarians are even more ruthless! The Taiping Commander, Yuan Qingshan, and the Bronze Man Ancestor are lined up in a row—three of them again!"

"Nine terrestrial immortals?! Plus dozens of grandmasters... the three dynasties have staked everything on this!"

"This isn't an interrogation; it's an attempt to wipe out the entire sect!"

A murmur rippled through the crowd, with some gasping in shock: "Nine terrestrial immortals besieging Wudang! Even if Dao Chen Zhenren is powerful, can he withstand it?"

"Don't forget, besides Dao Chen Zhenren, Wudang only has four other terrestrial immortals to support them. Yu Erxia is still in the Ming Dynasty and hasn't returned yet, so there are actually only three of them ready to fight."

"Six against one... Even with Dao Chen's extraordinary abilities, he would find it difficult to withstand a group of cultivators attacking him, wouldn't he?"

"Bullshit! Have you forgotten how he single-handedly slew five immortals back then? Land immortals are nothing more than grass to him! Now he's even stronger, who can stand against him?"

"Dao Chen is invincible! I don't believe he'll lose!"