Chapter 1 Wudang Mountain

On Mount Wudang, strange phenomena occurred.

The clear light, brimming with the aura of vibrant life, swirled and shifted. Despite it being the dead of winter, with temperatures already frigid and a desolate atmosphere blanketing the mountain, devoid of any greenery, the trees on Mount Wudang sprouted buds in an instant. In the blink of an eye, they became lush and verdant, standing out conspicuously against the wintry backdrop.

"This, this is..."

"Has the Zhenwu Emperor manifested?"

"Our founder, Zhang Zhenren, is watching over us! This, this is..." Not only were the tourists visiting the mountain stunned by this scene, but even the Daoist disciples who had resided on Mount Wudang for a long time were dumbfounded. Then, they saw auspicious clouds swirling erratically before them, vaguely carrying a sense of vastness. Soon after, the clouds dissipated, and an old Daoist slowly walked out from within.

The hearts of the Wudang Mountain disciples pounded.

This, Wudang Mountain, a strange phenomenon.

An old Daoist?!

Could it be that our Wudang Mountain's founder, Zhang Sanfeng, is still alive?

The question is, wasn't he buried?!

ps: Seventh update today

Lin Shouyi climbed the mountain, still puzzled as he ascended.

And at this moment.

However, for some reason, he had been gone for quite a while without any movement. Zhang Ruosu was getting a little impatient and was about to get up and urge him when a violent tremor suddenly came from over there, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying. Then, the old Celestial Master Tushan roared with a hearty voice.

The white-haired Daoist shook his head and replied, "A cause and effect, also to settle worldly affairs."

He added:

His tone betrayed the old Celestial Master's shock and panic.

Just at that moment, a flurry of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

"If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have suffered such an untimely death."

Could it be that it's him...?

He originally wanted to say that he had transformed into wood spirit to recuperate for thousands of years, but those words were too shocking, so he didn't say them. However, that sentence represented a meaning that was truly shocking.

"Could it be that Zhang Sanfeng, Ancestor Zhang, is really still alive?"

He Qiaoyi was unwilling to say more.

"It was just a coincidence that I was enlightened by a... fellow Daoist."

Even the Wudang Mountain Sect Leader was tightly focused, knowing that as the flowing light dispersed and the qi circulated, that figure would step out, his face and hair all white, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

Yesterday was unbelievable, truly unbelievable.

Far away on Dragon Tiger Mountain, Zhang Ruosu suddenly seemed to sense something.

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader said decisively, "Absolutely impossible!" And then in disarray.

A choice.

In one's life, whether intentionally or unintentionally, all sorts of causes and effects are generated.

Ever since she learned about the Green-Clad Dragonman offering, she had fallen into this state.

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader's scalp tingled. He first subconsciously held onto his sword hilt, and then carefully sized up Lin Shouyi, who was walking out from before him. Only then did he recognize that the person before him had a deep aura, faintly revealing a kind of grass and wood spiritual qi, but was definitely not a demon transforming into a human form, or a dead person being reborn, and he breathed a sigh of relief, exclaiming:

"To transform one's true spirit into the wood spirit to recuperate, only then was there a turning point today..."

What kind of logic is that!

Originally, she was very concerned and anticipating her mother and father's reunion this time. If things had gone according to the original plan, she should have already been at Lin Zhenren's place, helping out cheerfully and happily. Why was she now in such a hesitant and struggling state?

The green-robed scholar's eyes narrowed slightly.

But only one day remained until that day.

The young man was scolded and became increasingly anxious, but he was extremely respectful of his teacher, so he could only slow down his breathing. Before he could say anything, another old and angry voice roared, and an old man with white hair like a lion rushed over and said, "It's bad, it's bad, disciple!

Subconsciously looking towards Lin Shouyi's direction, whose footsteps were light, trying to understand what had happened, he inhaled slightly and said, "To settle the cause and effect between each other."

Lin Shouyi, Grand Elder of the Shangqing Sect, a rare Daoist master. The Daoist community basically knew about this person's death, and even held a memorial ceremony, hoping that he could rest in peace. But who could have said that he was still alive, how could he be breathing again now?!!

At this moment, the Wudang Mountain disciples finally understood the reason, and the feeling of relief in their hearts eased. In turn, their hearts were filled with amazement. Longevity and immortality, and freedom between heaven and earth were what the Daoist community sought. For someone like He Qiaoyi to be able to be reborn after death, with her foundation not only not weakened, but even more refined, was even more enviable.

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader frowned and scolded, "Calm your mind and speak slowly."

Then he sighed again, and a sense of sorrow and melancholy appeared on Zhang Ruosu's heroic face.

Lin Shouyi stroked his beard, recalling the young Daoist from thousands of years ago. Although it was said that it was difficult for the human race to live for such a long time, that was the Taiji Zhenren Zhang Sanfeng... Moreover, he was related to that person, and his expression was slightly strange as he said, "Secondly, it may not be impossible."

Lin Shouyan already had a faint feeling in his heart, and his footsteps became lighter as he descended the mountain.

He himself was unable to wake up.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Lin Zhenren in the distance.

He found that the cause and effect around the white-haired Daoist was flowing and changing, and seemed to be more complete than before.

In the next moment, all the Wudang Mountain disciples' expressions changed.

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader's expression changed drastically.

A Wudang Mountain disciple rushed in with a pale face.

He was actually frightened.

And now the old Celestial Master was going to worship his good friend Lin Shouyi,

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader's expression froze.

"I am not going now."

However, for some reason, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart. His qi interweaved, guiding him towards a certain direction. Therefore, after hesitating for a moment and asking the Wudang Mountain Sect Leader a few questions, he listened and left the mountain. The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader watched He Qiaojiao leave and furrowed his brow slightly.

Then he stroked his beard and smiled.

Saying... in any case, a friendship.

"Let's go."

................

"So that's how it is, Wei Yuanjun is worthy of being Wei Yuanjun."

"The era when the founder was active was nearly a thousand years ago."

The green-robed scholar was about to mock him.

If Wei Yuan was getting married, he should have informed Old Man Lin in advance.

He's faking his death at the Shangqing Sect!

Holding a flower in his hand, he plucked off the petals one by one.

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader laughed loudly.

Even in this era where yang energy is recovering and Kunlun is being replenished, it is not an easy task to cultivate to the point where one can survive for a thousand years, let alone in the era thousands of years ago when spiritual energy was cut off?

"Hmm? You should have a calm mind when big things happen. How many years have you been on my Wudang Mountain?"

However, when passing by the mountainside, he seemed to hear some sound. But when he tried to listen carefully, he couldn't hear anything. He frowned slightly and performed a divination, but there was no result. He could only treat it as his imagination.

Daoist Zhang, are you doing well?

He didn't return to the Shangqing Lingbao Sect, nor did he go to find his descendants in the secular world.

They all took a step back.

Even Yang energy needs to be soaked in liquor with Su Xiao Jiu Xin Wan.

He had delayed going to Lin Zhenren for more than seventy days.

"Hahaha, you've all attained the Dao together, why are you coming to my Wudang Mountain again!!"

"Isn't that a bit too decisive..."

What level of old flying stiff is my mother?

"The cause and effect has been repaid, like sweeping the dust from the spiritual platform."

"I am not going."

"Fuck!!!"

Then, almost instinctively, he blurted out a

curse: "Fuck!!! Lin Shouyi?!"

Seeing the surrounding disciples immersed in such methods, unable to extricate themselves, he could only break the slightly stiff atmosphere with a joke and said, "Haha, it's actually Wei Yuanjun who has revived. Ahahaha, what we saw just now, the Wudang Mountain was covered in fragrant clouds and clear qi was flowing. We thought it was our sect's founder, Zhang Zhenren, who had revived."

"I am going now..."

"Amazing, amazing, Shangqing Lingbao Sect, worthy of its reputation!"

"Master, it's bad, Master!"

"I am going now..."

"In the Golden Summit on the mountain, the founder's Zhenwu Sword."

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader's expression froze.

Please have a drink with me too.

Now, she has no choice but to go.

"That's right, how is that possible? Hahahaha."

The Daoist is free and casual. Back then, he chose not to reincarnate but to maintain his form and live on, could it be for today?!

Is he just coming out of a long period of closed-door cultivation?

Instead, he naturally headed towards Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Daoist disciples are all good at divination, but according to his deduction, he would have to wake up in more than ten years. He didn't know why, but he suddenly woke up, and his foundation and aura were extremely stable, without any negative effects from breaking through his seclusion.

"Are you going to adjust your state to the limit to the greatest extent?"

"He's awake!!!"

Facing his master who had taken care of him since he was young, or his mother who had smoothed out all obstacles and stabilized order so that he could grow up in peace before leaving to die, which side should he be on? Zhang Ruosu felt his head was aching, so much so that his mind went blank whenever he thought about this question.

"It's time to go."

!!!

A disciple next to him asked, "What did Wei Yuanjun say..."

Plucking the last petal, therefore, He Qiaozi sat on the stone, still waiting. The old Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain planned to go to He Qiaozi together, or rather, Zhang Ruosu wanted to wait until He Qiaozi and the old man went to Tushan together. With more people, they could dilute the awkwardness.

"Are you faking your death?!"

Fortunately, it's still okay. If Zhang Zhenren revives, I'm afraid I'll have to be like Tushan.

..................

The heart that was originally beating faster due to excitement almost stopped.

"He actually still has this body transformation that uses vegetation as its foundation!"

The Wudang Mountain Sect Leader was silent for a while, then slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and calmed his mind.

"????"

Wudang Mountain Sect Leader cursed frantically in his heart, Shangqing Sect, Grand Elder of the Daoist Sect, faking his death.

The old Daoist was dead.

Lin Shouyi sighed and said:

However, what he didn't know was that at the mountainside, where he seemed to have felt something, but it seemed to be just his imagination, the white-haired Daoist slightly raised his eyes and watched the old Daoist, who had once known and recognized him, leave. Although he took action to let He Qiaoyi wake up, he didn't say anything or greet him.

However, the white-haired Daoist seemed to want to preserve the core of cause and effect, while the remaining cause and effect were settled one by one, giving all the previous causes to the effect to drive himself to the extreme. It was not to sever the cause and effect and have no more contact, but to fill in all the debts of the past.

For a time, many Daoists felt as if their hearts were about to jump out.

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