The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 92 But I have always been kind to others and I am a virtuous person who likes to do good deeds.
In an instant, Xuanyuan Dapan's head cracked inch by inch, and then quickly spread to all parts of his body, and the whole person turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

"I have done a good deed for the world again. Great!" Xi Mingzhang looked pleased and happy. Xuanyuan Jingcheng came over and said in a deep voice:
"I would also like to thank the Taoist priest for doing justice for sweeping away the dust that has accumulated in Huishan for five hundred years, allowing the Xuanyuan clan to return to peace."

"Mr. Xuanyuan has been studying for twenty years. I wonder what books he has read?" Xi Mingzhang asked casually.

“Read the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Annals, read the compassion of Buddhism, and read the inaction of Taoism.”

"Haha, in my opinion, Confucianism talks about taking up, Buddhism talks about letting go, but only Taoism is the most straightforward, acting according to one's own will, and speaking directly of the word "take down". Therefore, if you do nothing, you can do everything." Xi Mingzhang's figure gradually faded, and his voice became more and more ethereal:

"Therefore, there is no need to thank me. When I encounter something that makes me upset, I must take some action in order to make my heart perfect."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng watched the young Taoist priest in yellow robe disappear in front of him, and he couldn't help but think thoughtfully. He understood his origins, and all the shocks in his heart before became natural.

Jiang Weiguang, the heir of the Western Chu royal family, the peerless genius who called himself Huang Tian and competed with Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lu Zu, how could such a person be defeated by a warrior who reached the celestial realm at the age of seventy or eighty?

When he saw the dreamlike, strange, bizarre, and unheard-of martial arts that this man had just displayed, and also saw how he attacked with ease, he understood why he could compete with the reincarnation of Lu Zu.

More than half a month later.

The surviving gangsters on Huishan spread the news of Huang Tiandao's appearance throughout the country.

Countless people turned their eyes to Mount Wudang, but saw that the disciples of Mount Wudang remained motionless, and there was no news about Hong Xixiang, which led many people to boldly speculate that Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lu Zu, could have died at the hands of Huang Tiandao.

Martial law was also imposed in Beiliang, especially in the royal palace located in Qingliang Mountain, which was heavily guarded. Teams of armored soldiers wielding swords could be seen everywhere on the mountain.

Inside the palace, next to a sparkling lake, there is a majestic nine-story pavilion towering into the clouds. It is the famous Tingchao Pavilion.

Xu Xiao was seen limping slightly, looking at Xu Fengnian, who was sweating profusely and holding a long sword with a blade about three feet and two inches long and a handle two and a half inches long.

"More haste, less speed. Martial arts cannot be achieved overnight."

After Xu Xiao finished speaking, Xu Fengnian put away his knife and stood up. He took the handkerchief handed to him by the maidservant beside him, wiped the sweat off his face, and said:

"With a powerful enemy at hand and a blood feud on our shoulders, we cannot afford to waste any time."

"From the fact that Jiang Weiguang appeared in Huishan, he is still in the celestial realm and has not yet broken into the realm of earthly immortals." Xu Xiao comforted him:

"Even if he has reached the realm of earthly immortals, he is still a mortal with life and death. In front of an organized army, he still can't turn the tables. In fact, there is no need to be too vigilant."

"I just want to kill him with my own hands and let his bones be crushed to dust. Only then will I feel satisfied." Xu Fengnian's eyes were full of resentment, as if he remembered someone's arrogant and disdainful demeanor.

"If you keep this spirit, you will definitely gain something." Xu Xiao nodded.

"Now that Jiang Weiguang has appeared, but Hong Xixiang has never shown up, he must have met with an accident. Now that my junior brother, whom I had high hopes for, has passed away, why would Wang Zhonglou pass on his skills to me?" Xu Fengnian suddenly asked.

"Ever since Wang Zhonglou mastered the Great Yellow Court, he has attracted the challenge from Longhu Mountain, and Longhu Mountain is backed by the Liyang royal family. If he goes to face the challenge from Longhu Mountain and wins, Wudang will be the leader and become the target of public criticism."

"Besides, the imperial power has been damaged, so how can it tolerate Wudang? If we can't win, then Wudang's reputation will be ruined, and Longhu Mountain can take the opportunity to take down Wudang."

"Neither of these two is a good choice, no matter success or failure. The way out for Wudang is to find the person who tied the bell. We should start with the Dahuangting and use it as another means to protect the inheritance of the Taoist tradition. This is what Wang Zhonglou wants to pass on his cultivation to you." Xu Xiao paused slightly when he said this:

"If Jiang Weiguang hadn't appeared, Wang Zhonglou would have passed on his cultivation to you in Wudang Mountain, but his presence disrupted the original plan."

"The most important thing is, Wang Zhonglou knows that one of my sons has died in Wudang Mountain. If another one dies, I will personally lead my army to destroy Wudang without waiting for Longhu Mountain and the Liyang Royal Family to take any action."

"And when he sent you back to the palace, you were completely tied to us, and we became enemies with Jiang Weiguang. If Hong Xixiang is included, we will have another blood debt."

"In addition, his junior fellow apprentice Yu Xingrui accepted a disciple named Li Yufu in the East China Sea. He said that this boy has excellent physique and has the potential to revive Wudang."

"At Wang Zhonglou's age, his martial arts skills can no longer improve, and he only cares about the inheritance of the Taoist tradition. Now that the Taoist tradition still has successors, creating an opponent for Jiang Weiguang is the best choice."

"That's why I passed on my Dahuangting internal force to you not long ago."

After listening to this, Xu Fengnian pondered for a while and said:

"Since Jiang Weiguang is not dead, should we call our second sister back from Shangyin Academy as soon as possible?"

"Your second sister is very strong-willed, but you don't know that. If she doesn't want to, who can ask her to go back to Beiliang? However, Shangyin Academy is also an unfathomable place. If Wei Xiong feels that it is dangerous, he will naturally go back to Beiliang early. Now that there has been no movement, it should be fine."

Three days later.

Xi Mingzhang was strolling in a palace filled with the scent of books and a strong atmosphere of learning. The Confucian scholars around him all ignored him, as if they didn't see him at all.

Soon, they arrived at a lake.

Looking around, the lake shimmers under the sunlight, as if countless pearls are twinkling, and the lake is surrounded by mountains, rolling and undulating, like a green barrier.

The reflection of the blue sky and white clouds creates a magnificent scene where heaven and earth become one, as if you are in a fairyland on earth, making you reluctant to leave.

Xi Mingzhang's eyes fell on a stone tablet with the words "Dayi Lake" written on it. He quietly passed by the many followers stationed here and walked into an elegant and quiet courtyard.

Pavilion in the courtyard.

A plain-looking woman is playing chess with an old scholar with white hair on the temples. If you look closely at the two of them, you can find that the former is a man of great literary talent and a learned man, while the latter seems to be an ordinary person, but gives people a feeling of depth like the sea.

"It's really interesting. I was wondering why Xu Weixiong didn't return to Beiliang. It turns out that he was involved with Huang Longshi, one of the three great demons of the Spring and Autumn Period, who was one of the three top 13s and was known as Huang Sanjia."

Xi Mingzhang's illusory figure gradually solidified. He looked at the old scholar and said softly:

"Logically speaking, you want to kill Xu Fengnian, so why did you join hands with the Xu family? Am I really that hated?"

He shook his head and laughed:
"But I've always been kind to others, and I'm a virtuous person who likes to do good things."

(End of this chapter)