Mr. White Lotus, who had read too much, squinted his eyes and realized the emergency situation. He glanced at Zhao Ningshen, who he thought highly of. Zhao Ningshen secretly stretched out his hand and quickly pinched his fingers. Zhao Danping did not even try to hide her anger. In the eyes of outsiders, the Taoist Master of Longhu Mountain was bursting with righteousness, like a heavenly immortal in a thunderous rage. Crown Prince Zhao Zhuan, who had been indifferent to the matter, finally came to his senses and looked around. If the common people saw such a "frivolous" crown prince, they would be worried about whether the world would be peaceful in the future. The statue of Zhenwu, which had been motionless for a long time, began to shake again. This time, it shook more and more violently than before. Many of the hidden talisman arrays on the ground around the statue were pulled out and destroyed. Sun Tanglu had no time to be rude. He stood in front of the Emperor to protect him, fearing that the statue would collapse. Zhao Danping flicked the tail of her white sword that was wrapped around her arm. She leaped forward and stepped on the eye of the array. She tried to stabilize the secret array that she had carefully set up. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough this time. The statue of Zhenwu the Great lost its roots and slowly slid toward the south. Zhao Danping's face was pale. She looked up and saw a peach wood sword flying toward her. The tip of the sword turned toward the south, as if it wanted to follow Zhenwu the Great to the south.
The emperor of Zhao Family looked normal and said softly, "Master Liu Hao, destroy that sword."
The Celestial State master who contributed the most in the Case of White Clothes quietly appeared behind the Emperor. Zhao Danping tried her best to suppress the fluctuating formation map. She turned her head and said worriedly, "Your Majesty, don't act rashly on the peach sword that has already entered the formation. Otherwise, the statue may collapse."
The emperor was expressionless and just stared at the minister who was good at writing beautiful poems. Sweat oozed from Zhao Danping's forehead. Crown Prince Zhao Zhi chuckled, which was particularly harsh.
Zhao Ningshen, who always gave people the impression that he did not care about anything, slowly walked out and blocked the path of the statue. He looked up at the highest god worshiped by the imperial court and asked a ridiculous and childish question, "Who are you going to see?"
The statue of Zhenwu the Great Emperor continued to slide to the south. Zhao Danping's footsteps were forcibly dragged to the south.
The emperor asked softly, "Mr. White Lotus, can you tell me who Zhenwu is? Isn't he the second son of the Xu family who was born with the strength of dragons and elephants? "
Bai Yu, who was dressed in plain white hemp clothes and shoes, shook his head and said apologetically, "Old Celestial Master Zhao Xituan has always believed so. But Bai Yu doesn't look like it. He thinks it's more like an evil dragon. As for who it is, Bai Yu doesn't have the ability to predict the future, so I really can't guess."
"Oh," the Emperor said. He was not angry and continued to ask, "Then who could create such a phenomenon?"
Bai Yu smiled and said, "Bai Yu knows about this. Looking at the style of the peach wood sword, it's Ancestor Lu's sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Wudang Daoists. When I was young, I admired Ancestor Lu's sword immortal style and personally carved one. However, due to my limited talent, I was unable to practice the sword. If I'm not mistaken, this Qi Refinement Warrior of Wudang should be Li Yufu, the new leader of Zhan Long at Earth Lung Mountain. "
The Emperor's face darkened, "It's fine if this Daoist doesn't meet me in the capital. After all, Wudang has an ancestral rule of not entering the palace since ancient times. But Hong Xixiang broke into the city because of his strength, and this person was rude and disrespectful. Does he really think that my Great Peace City is a brothel? Does he think that he can come and go as he pleases just because he has some family background?"
Bai Yu laughed it off and did not elaborate. Even though he was half-blind, he was still one of the most discerning people in the world. Senior Zhao Danping of the Celestial Master Residence worked together with a large group of Qi cultivators from the Imperial Astronomer. They used the Dragon Claw Locust Tree from Mawei as bait and the statue of Zhenwu as a catalyst. They tried to suppress the Crown Prince of the Northern Liang during his temporary stay in the hostel. They also tried to exhaust his fate as if they were using a millstone to crush him to death. Bai Yu did not dislike this kind of emperor's hegemony, but he did not admire it either. He wanted to stay out of it. The art of war advocated the balance between the strange and the proper. This was the first strange, which was relatively hidden and obscure. The remaining one was obvious at a glance. Between the relationship between Wudang Mountain and Beiliang, if Wudang was tactful and took the opportunity to curry favor with the imperial court, then Beiliang, which was already revered as a Buddha, would completely lose the support of Taoism and become more isolated and helpless. The imperial court made an exception to promote the people who betrayed Beiliang in order to make the Xu family a loner. As long as Xu Xiao died, Hsu Fengnian, who had inherited the title of King of Beiliang, could only use three hundred thousand cavalry to fill the hole in the northwest gate. He could not do anything else.
Bai Yu sighed. It was a pity that Wudang Mountain was still stubborn and did not want to do any superficial work. It was no wonder that they had declined to this extent and could not compete with the rising Longhu Mountain.
First, it was the battle between Two Zen Temples and Longhu Mountain.
Wudang Mountain fought Longhu Mountain.
This was the battle for the Ancestral Court of Taoism.
Even if they won this battle, they would lose the entire temple. Wudang Mountain would lose too much if they won.
Bai Yu shouted to Zhao Ningshen, "Ningshen, come back."
Zhao Ningshen hesitated for a moment and finally walked sideways to the south route of the statue of Zhenwu Great Emperor.
While speaking, Bai Yu quietly waved his hand. Most of the others were paying attention to Zhao Ningshen's actions, but only Zhao Danping noticed Bai Yu's gesture. He gritted his teeth and removed the defense of the array.
Outside the Mawei Post House, Hsu Fengnian asked with a smile, "Someone did something to the Dragon-clawed Locust Tree. Do they have bad intentions against me?"
Li Yufu nodded with a dignified expression.
Hsu Fengnian asked, "Is it related to Fate?"
Li Yufu still nodded.
Xu Fengnian, whose fortune was as white as a piece of paper, almost burst into laughter. He held back his laughter and said, "Alright, don't piss off those Zhao Family people. Just focus on your one hundred thousand miles journey. You don't need to care about these dirty things. Take back the peach wood sword and leave the capital. "
Li Yufu blushed and said, "The peach wood sword is in the array. It's hard to take it back."
At the end of the long street outside the Post House, a middle-aged swordsman in a green robe appeared.
He carried a sword on his back.
Walking slowly, his face was simple like an ancient necromancer. He bowed to the new chief of Wudang Mountain.
Li Yufu hurriedly returned the bow and said respectfully, "Greetings, Uncle Wang."
Wang Xiaoping, who had been cultivating his sword for twenty years.
Wang Xiaoping was unhappy. Obviously, he was not happy that the young chief was involved in the battle of the dynasty. Li Yufu was simple, but he was not stupid. He was embarrassed at the moment.
Hsu Fengnian did not expect Wang Xiaoping, the best swordsman of Wudang Mountain, to appear in the Mawei Post. Li Yufu explained, "Uncle Wang left his last words. When Your Highness enters the capital, Brother Wang will enter the world."
Wang Xiaoping took off the talisman sword Shenshu and threw it to Hsu Fengnian. He said in a hoarse voice, "Both Brother and Brother have said that they will see you in the capital."
Hsu Fengnian took the famous sword. He did not have time to guess why Wang Xiaoping was willing to speak. He asked in surprise, "What can I do with the Shenshu?"
Since Wang Xiaoping spoke, did it mean that his swordsmanship had reached the Dacheng level? But the most famous "mute" in Jianghu was a man of few words and did not speak anymore.
Li Yufu scratched his head and said, "Uncle Wang once said that I can see Zhenwu, and Zhenwu can see me."
Hsu Fengnian was even more confused.
Suddenly, the Shenshu in his hand trembled, like Zhenwu the Great Emperor's urgent order.
For some reason, Xu Fengnian turned his head and looked to the north. He said softly, "Sword, come."
Li Yufu's peach wood sword flew to the south and returned to the scabbard.
Hsu Fengnian said in his heart, "Sword, go."
The Shenshu flew to the north and returned to the hand of the statue of Zhenwu the Great Emperor.
Wang Xiaoping, who was conceited as a genius in swordsmanship, bowed respectfully to the white-haired young man.
Even Li Yufu, who was talented, had tears in his eyes at this time.
Zhenwu had not been seen on Wudang Mountain for eight hundred years.
Zhenwu finally saw me today.
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