Beiliang's Jianghu had never been so lively before. Under Xuanyuan Qingfeng's influence, many Jianghu heroes had rushed north to the border. At this time, Mount Wudang was going to hold a new debate between Buddhism and Taoism. This gave many Jianghu people who didn't want to get involved in Liang Mang's battle a way out. They didn't want to get involved in the mess, but they just took a detour to Mount Wudang to watch the fun. They didn't want to annoy the Liyang imperial court, right? Everyone knew that the scenery of the eighty-one peaks was spectacular. Moreover, Ancestor Lu and the immortal Hong Xixiang who rode a crane to Jiangnan were both cultivating there. It was good to get some immortal Qi. For a time, the number of foreigners pouring into You and Liang provinces was as large as carps crossing the river. As the local tyrant of Beiliang, the Fish-dragon Gang not only took the initiative to lead the way for the Jianghu friends under the leadership of Gang Leader Liu Nerong, but also took care of all the necessities. Moreover, if someone didn't want to travel with others, they could get a lot of money from the Fish-dragon Gang with their travel pass. As for whether they really went to Mount Wudang, the rich Fish-dragon Gang wouldn't really care if they went to the brothel to get drunk or to have a good meal halfway through the journey. This imperceptibly raised the status of the Fish-dragon Gang in the Central Plains. It was true that the Fish-dragon Gang didn't have many top masters, but it couldn't stop their wealth. If you wanted to live comfortably in Jianghu, didn't you need to rely on your fists and money? Otherwise, did you think you were the handsome King of Beiliang? It was said that before he started practicing martial arts, he used only his face to make more than ten female heroes who came to Mount Qingliang to seek revenge fall in love at first sight. Since then, they were willing to stay in the Wutongin of the King's Mansion as his mistress … The number of martial arts masters could be counted with one hand. The Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái was too elusive. The Great Official Cao Changqing was not young after all. Tuoba Bodhisattva was a Beimang barbarian who was born unlikable. Therefore, Hsu Fengnian, who was in his prime and had many magnificent achievements, became the most interesting topic of conversation for the Jianghu people in Liyang. The King of Beiliang was full of praises for the King of Beiliang's signature products. Especially those shops that sold rouge and face powder, they swore solemnly that Hsu Fengnian had bought things for his close female friends. What made the young heroes and young masters most indignant was that these shops were obviously deceiving people, but the accompanying female heroes and fairies seemed to have been possessed and bought a lot of extremely expensive bottles and jars from those shops. The key point was that the real spendthrifts who spent money like water were none other than these men who protected the flowers.
When the Jianghu in Beiliang was bustling, it happened to be the time when the Beiliang custom of rolling willows was at its peak. The sons of the Beiliang rich families would ride horses and shoot arrows in the countryside or in the martial arts arena. They would hang any object on a tree branch and shoot it down. This was called rolling willows. When the foreign Jianghu men saw that many Beiliang women were also familiar with bows and horses, they were inevitably shocked. They had only heard that the Beiliang people were valiant, but now they were sure that the rumors were true. Most of these Beiliang men and women who were rolling willows tied white hemp silk to their arms. After asking around, they found out that the people of Beiliang would tie hemp silk to their dead relatives within a month after they took off their mourning clothes. This was somewhat similar to how the families in the Central Plains tied colorful silk to their arms in the middle of summer to ward off ghosts and diseases. At the same time, this was also shocking. Could it be that Beiliang had really lost so many people in the battles at Hutou City in Liangzhou and Hulukou in Youzhou? Why was it that when they were in the Central Plains, they only heard that the Beiliang Frontier Army either retreated without a fight or collapsed when faced with the million-strong Beimang army? However, they heard that the two Liao Provinces under the command of the Great Pillar State Gu Jiantang and his son-in-law Yuan Tingshan's Ji Bei Defense Line were both filled with victory reports. After entering Beiliang, they saw with their own eyes that other than the Beiliang disciples who were riding and shooting willows that made them feel ashamed of their inferiority, the patrolling cavalry that was transferred from the Beiliang garrison made them feel awe and respect. It was said that these cavalry troops were far weaker than the cavalry troops at the border. If they were really sent out to fight the so-called elite troops in the Central Plains, wouldn't it be like a Level 1 expert crushing a Level 2 Master?
When most of the foreign Jianghu men began to climb the mountain or approach Wudang, they heard another two legendary news. The King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, had led ten thousand Youzhou cavalry troops to battle outside Hulukou. This time, he had broken through the enemy lines outside Hutou City and forced the Beimang South Courtyard King, Dong Zhuo, to retreat again and again. As for the infamous Beiliang Governor, Chu Lushan, he personally led eight thousand Youzhou cavalry troops from Huaiyang Pass to the northeast border of Liuzhou and defeated the Dong Family's private army of thirty thousand. Evil people were hated by everyone, but if this evil person was one of their own, it was actually quite reassuring. Chu Lushan, the evil person who could stop children from crying, was the most suitable person to be placed in Beiliang's border. Not only would he not harm the Central Plains, he could also make the Beimang barbarians worry. In this way, Hsu Fengnian had become the King of Beiliang. Not to mention other merits, just subduing Fatty Chu and forcing him to stay outside Liangzhou Pass was already a great merit.
Hsu Fengnian, after seeing Chu Lushan and the Iron-Blooded Cavalry, which had suffered heavy casualties, for the sake of this Buddhism and Taoism battle, which was supposed to be held two years ago on the Devil Slaying Platform on Longhu Mountain, Hsu Fengnian specially rushed from Huaiyang Pass to the border between Liangzhou and Youzhou. Of course, he did not come to Wudang Mountain to show off. It was because the spy from Fu Shui Fang reported that two groups of people were coming to join in the fun. One group was Deng Mao and Yelu Dongchuang, who had followed Luo Yang into Liyang. They seemed to have stopped hiding their whereabouts after entering Youzhou. The other group was even stranger. It was a couple who could be said to be unique in the world. Hsu Fengnian paid more attention to them than the couple from Huyan Daguan. This was because the man was the white-robed monk, Li Dangxin, who was the abbot of the Two Zen Temples in name. He was also the father of a young girl who had long since decided to become a heroine.
The arrival of the white-robed monk greatly justified the debate between Buddhism and Taoism on Little Lotus Peak. Since Li Yufu, the head of Wudang, was not on the mountain, the Taoist who was debating with the Buddhists was a Taoist priest that many people in Beiliang had never heard of. He was a disciple of Song Zhiming, and it was rumored that he had just built a monastery on Little Pillar Peak. Not all of Wudang's eighty-one peaks have a Taoist monastery. Most of the peaks have been raised in seclusion and no one knows of them. Currently, Wudang Mountain only had twelve peaks. Among them, the Big and Small Lotus Peaks were the most famous. The Jade Pillar Peak, which was known as the Jade Pillar of Internal Strength, was also quite famous. From this, it could be seen that the Taoist priest named Han Gui, who was regarded as someone who could hold his own, must have some skills. In addition, the Green Mountain Monastery had been funded by the King of Beiliang from Mount Qing Liang, and the status of Little Pillar Peak had naturally risen. As one of the ancestral courts of Taoism, Wudang Mountain was separated from Mount Longhu and had been fighting for hundreds of years. Of the few immortals of the highest generation, Wang Zhonglou was the first to pass away. Hong Xixiang, whose cultivation had reached Tongxuan, was reincarnated for some unknown reason. Sword Maniac Wang Xiaoping, who blocked the way, Wang Xianzhi, died heroically on the banks of Guangling River. Song Zhiming, who had lived for more than sixty years, had also died. Now, only the Enlightened Priest Chen Yao and the self-deprecating Yu Xingrui, who had self-deprecated, "I can't cultivate immortality, I can only cultivate strength." The latter was also the person who had the foresight to bring Li Yufu up to Wudang from the East Sea. There were about twenty Wudang Taoists of the same generation as Li Yufu and Han Gui. After that, there were more Taoists of the four generations, especially the Ling and Zhen generations. Unlike Mount Longhu, which was declining day by day, Wudang Mountain, which had been silent for a hundred years, was becoming increasingly prosperous. There were now more than six hundred Taoists of the Zhen generation, and this was under the premise that Wudang Mountain was not willing to accept disciples indiscriminately.
When going up the mountain to burn incense, whether it was the people of Lingzhou or the pilgrims of Ji and He Prefecture, they would usually climb the mountain from the Southern Divine Path, which had the most beautiful scenery and the best route. Hsu Fengnian had chosen the Northern Divine Path to climb the mountain. He did not expect that he had underestimated the huge appeal of the battle between Buddhism and Taoism. Apart from the seven to eight hundred Jianghu people, most of the rich people of Beiliang and the other three prefectures had come by car or horse. There were even many people from Huainan and Gangnam-do who had come to burn incense and watch the battle. The Northern Divine Path of Wudang Mountain was not wide to begin with. What was even more unfortunate was that it had started to drizzle early in the morning. The rain was not enough to obstruct the road, but the muddy road was a pain. Coupled with the constant trampling of the people, the rugged road of less than twenty miles was more tiring than fifty miles of the official road.
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