Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1064: Chapter 839: Questioning the Old Daoist Outside Three Pure Ones Hall

The Wudang’s Guest Hall is actually the Three Pure Ones Hall.

At this moment, the hall was filled with more than a hundred people, either sitting or standing.

All of them are leaders from various sects, elites in the Jianghu Martial World, seemingly engaged in endless arguments, but in reality, they were intentionally speaking for Master Zhang to hear.

Ordinarily, these worldly grievances of the Jianghu, Zhang Sanfeng, who has long secluded himself in the Zixiao Palace’s Three Pure Ones Hall, would not care about.

Any visitors, regardless of their sect or status, would at most have a sip of tea in the temple and be sent away, rarely meeting him.

However, this time, the new leader of the Shaolin Shaoshi Mountain’s head sect, the high monk of the Xuan generation, Xuan Ji, along with Master Mie Jue of Emei, the Seven Sons of Kunlun Sect, Master Liao Kong of the Pure Thought Zen Sect, the Three-Handed Master of Sanmao Palace, the sect leader Mrs. Tang and Old Master Tang of the Tang Sect, and many other prominent figures and young elites in the martial arts world came to discuss the Cihang Jingzhai tragedy.

The matter concerns the Cihang Jingzhai, once hailed as a holy land of martial arts, and could potentially lead to a bloodbath in the Jianghu Martial World.

Therefore, at the request of Wudang’s Song Yuanqiao and others, Zhang Sanfeng finally came out to meet these visitors, to hear their accounts of events and the purpose of their visit.

At this moment, facing the respectful inquiry of Abbot Xuan Ji of Shaolin, Zhang Sanfeng leisurely opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, everyone’s gaze gathered with expectation, not belittling him in the slightest despite the dirty gray robe he wore.

With silver-white eyebrows and beard, facing everyone’s gaze, Zhang Sanfeng sighed lightly and said, ”All leaders and martial arts compatriots, your visit here to discuss actions of justice concerning the tragedy of Cihang Jingzhai, I deeply commend and am ashamed.

Shaolin and Wudang are of one family. Since Abbot Xuan Ji has the heart to rid the world of evil, my Wudang surely will not shy away.”

Upon hearing this, everyone present was moved and showed signs of joy.

In a corner of the crowd, a young man with a dust-streaked face had a change in his eyes, showing a look of anxiousness and disappointment.

Master Mie Jue exclaimed ”Good!” and stood up abruptly, speaking righteously, ”Master Zhang does justice to his name, deeply understanding righteousness and abhorring evil. With Master Zhang going down the mountain to seek justice for Cihang Jingzhai, the evil Black Wind Village Chief is doomed!”

Everyone else agreed and the many disciples of Wudang felt pride upon hearing it.

However, among the few Wudang experts qualified to enter the hall, their eyes subtly changed. Secretly cursing, feeling that the ”Eight Desolate Set” hidden within the house might not be safe, they were somewhat unsettled.

In the Jianghu, who doesn’t know the renown of Master Zhang of Wudang?

The title of Land Old Immortal wasn’t given in vain.

In the past, when Zhang Sanfeng was still Zhang Junbao, he defeated the King of Freedom and founded the Wudang Sect, then changed his name to Zhang Sanfeng. From then on, he advanced to the pinnacle of the Heavenly Human 9th Realm with his self-created ultimate skill ”Tai Chi”.

Throughout the years of cultivation that followed, Zhang Sanfeng has long since broken through to the fabled Returning to Truth Realm, a level rumored unreachable for Jianghu folks. Establishing the Wudang Sect single-handedly, he stands in rivalry with Shaolin, and his self-created martial art Tai Chi may also advance to Returning to Truth Realm martial arts. He is almost a living legend in the martial arts world.

Now in the Jianghu, there’s hardly anyone who has crossed swords with this kind old man; his strength is absolutely unfathomable.

If this Old Immortal decides to act against the Black Wind Village Chief, no matter how tyrannical the Black Wind Village Chief may be, his demise is inevitable.

While some rejoiced and others worried, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and sighed to Master Mie Jue, ”Master Mie Jue, you overpraise. Since the founding of the Wudang Sect, we have roamed the Jianghu, performing many righteous deeds objectively. This cannot be the end.

Yet, when my disciple Cui Shan and the Eagle King’s daughter left Central Earth, I had decided to not meddle in worldly affairs, nor Jianghu grievances.

The calamity at Cihang Jingzhai pains me deeply, but still, I do not plan to personally descend the mountain to partake in the battles of Jianghu grievances. Instead, I will send Yuanqiao and others down the mountain to act chivalrously on Wudang’s behalf.”

After Zhang Sanfeng’s words, the disciple Song Yuanqiao and others by his side did not show surprise, and they stepped out, cupping their hands in salute toward their martial arts comrades.

From within the hall, a few originally tense Wudang Eight Desolate Disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both joy and hesitation.

Joy was because the Grandmaster, the Old Immortal, would not act against the Black Wind Village Chief, but worry came from the fact that Deputy Sect Leader Song Yuanqiao and the others would face him, which seemed akin to delivering themselves into the tiger’s mouth.

Though Song Yuanqiao and others are top-tier in strength, all at the pinnacle of the Gang Qi Realm, capable of working together to form the True Martial Seven Styles Formation which was equivalent to the power of sixty-four strong Gang Qi Realm experts, allowing them to easily contend with a Heavenly Human Realm master.

However, compared to the notorious Black Wind Village Chief, even with sixty-four strong Gang Qi Realm experts, let alone six hundred and forty, it would likely just mean more or fewer deaths.

Currently, within Wudang, aside from Zhang Sanfeng, those truly possessing strength above the Heavenly Human are the likes of Mu Dao Ren and a few other reclusive individuals.

Yet, even these strong ones may not be willing to descend the mountain.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng’s stance, Master Mie Jue and other visiting for help from the mountain were prepared yet inevitably disappointed. The fiery Master Mie Jue couldn’t help but bitterly demand, ”Master Zhang, you just said Shaolin and Wudang are one family, and acts of chivalry in Jianghu must not cease. How can you change your mind so swiftly?”

After speaking, seeing Zhang Sanfeng slightly pause, Master Mie Jue realized her anger made her lose decorum. This old immortal before her, in terms of seniority, was comparable with her Emei Grandmaster Guo Xiang, rendering her a junior.

However, martial sect leaders today were less bound by formalities, usually treating each other as equals, almost crossing a line. Master Mie Jue softened her tone, ”Master Zhang should know that the Black Wind Village Chief destroyed even the Golden Body of the Cihang Jingzhai’s Di Ni First Ancestor, and had top experts killed at his hands, numbering more than ten.

Your disciple Hero Song and others are great hands of today, but dealing with such a ferocious villain, if you do not personally appear, merely sending your disciples to handle it, even with our Jianghu comrades joining the fray, misfortune seems likely because...”

”Silence!”

Just at this moment, a somewhat raw voice suddenly interrupted Master Mie Jue’s words, leaving everyone present startled, turning their heads to see which sect the rude voice came from.

As they turned, they saw only a soot-covered, robust young man in a corner, glaring defiantly at Master Mie Jue. By his attire, he seemed to be a Wudang odd-job disciple, not from any sect.

All sect leaders breathed a sigh of relief, glad it wasn’t their disciple causing trouble with Mie Jue, but wondered what this Wudang disciple was about...

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(Asking for monthly tickets! This Chapter is short! No help, mother-in-law came! It was a rush today!)