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Hehehe~~~ Hahaha~~~
The Heavenly Child Granny let out a strange laugh, and her eyes grew dimmer and dimmer.
Chu Yang placed her body at the foot of the mountain gate, then shattered the gate with a single palm strike, burying it along with her body in front of Lingjiu Palace.
After doing all this, Chu Yang entered the magnificent Lingjiu Palace and wandered around.
Upon entering the garden, Chu Yang used his Observation Haki to locate the mechanism. After triggering it, the artificial hill in the garden slowly moved, revealing a gap.
Following the opening, Chu Yang entered the tunnel. The tunnel twisted and turned downwards, clearly revealing a huge cavity inside Misty Peak.
After an unknown amount of time, the scenery suddenly opened up before us.
A spacious grotto came into view.
The stone walls on both sides are polished smooth, like a mirror, and are engraved with many pictures and words. The intricate lines are the paths of cultivation, but many parts are missing.
The nearly one thousand pictures were dazzling.
Some of these are the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect left behind by the Heavenly Child Granny, while most originated from the original owner of this place.
The Lingjiu Palace on Tianshan Mountain was originally an ancient site discovered by Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect, by chance. It was a mysterious sect from hundreds of years ago, and the Xiaoyao Sect was merely a latecomer who usurped its place.
The mysterious martial arts techniques on the stone wall are far more exquisite than the Nine Yin Manual. In Chu Yang's view, they could even be regarded as supernatural secret techniques.
If an ordinary person watches for even a short time, they will lose their mind and suffer from a splitting headache; this is a sign of brain overload.
Chu Yang had no such concerns at all; he simply observed for a moment and memorized all the pictures.
He sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to deduce the problem. After a while, Chu Yang showed a surprised expression.
The martial arts techniques left behind by mysterious sects have extremely high reference value, no less than Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi Chuan, and possess a natural "Taoist charm".
"When he was young, Xiaoyaozi probably referenced the techniques here, which is why he created so many wonderful martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect."
Chu Yang looked at the murals that had been corroded by the passage of time and felt a pang of regret.
If it were complete, he would now possess a complete cultivation method.
After leaving the cave, Chu Yang did not destroy the entrance, but chose to leave directly.
The predecessors planted trees so that the successors could enjoy the shade. Chu Yang had no interest in planting trees, much less in uprooting them so that future generations would have nowhere to enjoy the shade.
It took only a blink of an eye to fly from Misty Peak to the foot of the mountain, and Mei Lan Zhu Ju, Wu Lao Da, and the others were still unaware of what was happening.
The little red horse snorted and pulled the carriage away into the night.
Before long, news of the destruction of Lingjiu Palace spread throughout the martial arts world, plunging all the major sects into a state of panic and paranoia, with their disciples living in constant fear.
Under immense pressure, the martial arts world of both the Northern and Southern Song dynasties decided to unite and convene a martial arts conference to invite the legendary "Master Chu" to negotiate, ostensibly for peace.
Chapter 109. The Number One Demon King [109 words, please continue reading]
109.
Shaoshi Mountain in the Northern Song Dynasty.
The gathering of Shaolin Temple during the Ming, Southern Song, and Northern Song dynasties is a rare spectacle in the history of martial arts circles.
People habitually refer to the Shaolin Temple of the Ming Dynasty as the Shaolin School, the Shaolin Temple of the Southern Song Dynasty as the Southern Shaolin, and the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty as the Northern Shaolin.
In the past, when the three families met, open and covert struggles were inevitable. They would choose between martial arts and Buddhism to determine who was superior.
Unlike now, everything is harmonious.
Besides Shaolin, other sects with similar situations also showed a united attitude.
Chu Yang's appearance brought a rare period of peace to the martial arts world, which had been in turmoil for hundreds of years.
Inside the main hall, heroes gathered.
There were nearly a hundred sects participating in the martial arts tournament alone. The sect leaders were almost all seated, while the core leaders and true disciples could only stand at the entrance and watch.
Abbot Xuanci, as the host, did not sit in the head seat, but gave the seat to a Taoist priest and a martial artist.
The Taoist Zhang Sanfeng, the martial artist Feng Qingyang.
As the only two senior masters who have managed to escape unscathed from "Mr. Chu's" clutches, they are the source of everyone's confidence and can be said to be the reliance of the entire martial arts world.
Even though they were elevated to such a high position, neither of them showed any joy on their faces; instead, they appeared quite helpless.
Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Qingyang both knew very well that the reason they hadn't died was simply because Chu Yang wasn't a man of indiscriminate killing. If it had really been a matter of life and death, they might not have survived.
The reason I came to participate in this ridiculous martial arts tournament was simply because I didn't want to see these idiots anger Chu Yang and cause unnecessary bloodshed.
Zhang Sanfeng was a monk, while Feng Qingyang feared that the Huashan Sect would lose its lineage.
The main hall was filled with a great uproar.
The many sect leaders who came to attend the conference were arguing fiercely. It had only just begun, and they had already had a very serious disagreement.
The original intention of convening this martial arts conference was to negotiate with that "Mr. Chu" and hope that he would stop killing the various sects.
Some people, upon seeing such a large and impressive procession, harbored inappropriate thoughts.
perhaps……
We should unite and defeat that powerful and ruthless villain.
Suddenly, another opinion emerged in the group, hoping that everyone would take a more assertive stance against "Mr. Chu".
This just proves the old saying true.
The only lesson we can learn from history is that we can learn nothing from history.
Those who suggested attacking Chu Yang had often never interacted with him and their impressions of him were based on hearsay.
Those who truly suffered, whose sects were destroyed and disbanded by Chu Yang, were actually the most enthusiastic supporters of peace talks.
Last time they killed the sect leader; if it happens again, who knows if they'll really wipe out his entire family!
Even a clay Buddha has a temper, let alone a man who acts recklessly and is given the title of "Demon Lord".
Who dares to bet that he still has patience?
Seeing that things were getting out of control, Abbot Xuanci, as the host, looked helplessly at Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting in the head seat.
"Master Zhang, what do you think we should do?"
Zhang Sanfeng turned and exchanged a glance with Feng Qingyang, who nodded slightly.
Then, Zhang Sanfeng got up.
The hall fell silent. Everyone focused their attention on Zhang Sanfeng. Those present were all shrewd individuals; despite their chatter, their attention remained fixed on the two with the highest martial arts prowess.
"Haha, everyone, please continue. Don't mind this old Taoist!"
Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly and walked straight out of the main hall, completely ignoring the surprised looks from the sect leaders.
Yue Buqun quickly walked up to Zhang Sanfeng and stopped the old Taoist priest, saying, "Where are you going, Master Zhang? The conference isn't over yet."
"Hasn't everything already been settled? Aren't we all going to condemn Mr. Chu and restore order to the world?"
Zhang Sanfeng feigned surprise.
"Although the sect leaders are united in their efforts, we still need the support of the two senior elders..."
Yue Buqun looked embarrassed.
He was able to become the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance because the original leader, Zuo Lengchan, was killed by Chu Yang.
Having just taken office and lacking popular support, Yue Buqun urgently needed to do something to solidify his position as the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, so he shouted the loudest slogan of attacking Chu Yang.
"support?"
Zhang Sanfeng sneered as he looked around. Among the crowd were many ambitious and treacherous individuals like Yue Buqun, who disregarded the safety of others and only cared about their own reputation in the martial arts world.
"I have lived for over a hundred years, but I still cherish the human world. Therefore, I will not go to the Yellow Springs with you all. Next year on this day, I will definitely prepare more paper money for you sect leaders."
After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, he waved his Taoist robe, pushed Yue Buqun aside, and strode out of the Great Buddha Hall.
His words were like a bucket of cold water poured over everyone's hearts.
Yue Buqun's face turned ashen, and he was speechless.
For a time, all the sects and factions were filled with fear and unease, losing their previous momentum.
Feng Qingyang felt the time was right, so he leaped up and stopped Zhang Sanfeng, who was about to leave. He said in a loud voice, "Brother, please calm down. Aren't we still discussing this? They haven't seen how powerful that young man is, so it's understandable that they say a few boastful things."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, standing still and silently watching them, seemingly waiting for their answer. If they were not satisfied, they would go their separate ways.
The same applies to Feng Qingyang.
At this moment, a novice monk hurriedly pushed through the crowd, and Abbot Xuanci's expression changed when he saw him.
The novice monk was sent by him to contact Chu Yang. The fact that the novice monk had returned meant that Chu Yang had already arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
"Abbot, Benefactor Chu... he's here!"
Inside and outside the hall, gasps of astonishment rose and fell.
Just hearing this name sent chills down everyone's spine.
The disciples of those sects that had been broken up were terrified and trembled with fear at the mere mention of it.