Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

At the foot of Wudang Mountain lies a small town.

The tavern was bustling with noise as the martial arts enthusiasts continued to discuss the battle that had just taken place.

At a corner table, the first patriarch of Longhu Mountain, the Celestial Master, and the third patriarch sat facing each other in silence, their faces ashen.

"Ancestor..." the third ancestor slowly spoke, his voice deep, "Lin Daochen's strength far exceeds our expectations."

Back in the Reception Hall of the Cangxuan Dynasty, the group had sparred to test their martial arts skills. Although it wasn't a life-or-death struggle, there were still exchanges. They had already made a judgment in their hearts: Bodhidharma's strength was almost equal to that of the Celestial Master, and slightly superior to the third-generation patriarch.

But now, listening to these people describe it—Lin Daochen beheaded Bodhidharma as casually as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Their confidence wavered.

My purpose in coming here is revenge.

Originally, it was thought that the two of them working together would be enough to kill Lin Daochen.

Now it seems... the outcome is unpredictable.

Even if they join forces, they are not guaranteed a victory.

The Celestial Master's face darkened, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "We're not going to Wudang today."

"First, go to the snowy land of Tibet to find Guru Padmasambhava."

"We need to persuade him to fight alongside us."

The third-generation patriarch of Longhu Mountain's eyes lit up: "The patriarch is wise!"

"Phagpa was a descendant of Padmasambhava, yet he was personally killed by Lin Daochen. Now that Buddhism is being suppressed to the point of being unable to raise its head, he has no reason to refuse to cooperate."

"With the three of them working together, Lin Daochen is doomed!"

He paused, then whispered a reminder: "But... we all come from the same sect. If we were to join forces with outsiders to deal with our own people, it would probably draw criticism."

The Celestial Master sneered, "Don't worry about it."

"In this world, the strong call the shots. Once Lin Daochen is dead, who dares to say a word?"

Having said that, he stood up and flicked his sleeve.

The two checked out and left the hotel, turning to embark on the frigid road leading to the snowy region.

……

On the official road leading from the Great Wu Dynasty to the Great Ming Dynasty, yellow sand swirled and dust filled the desolate wilderness.

There was a simple tavern by the roadside, where passersby could rest and have a bite to eat.

At this moment, Xie Tiao and Xiang Yutian, the two evil emperors of the Demonic Sect, were sitting in a corner drinking.

Their destination was also Wudang Mountain.

Upon returning to the Great Wu Sect, he discovered that the Holy Sect was nearly destroyed, its lineage severed, and its entire clan wiped out. Consumed by rage, he immediately vowed to cleanse Wudang of blood and personally kill Lin Daochen!

Furthermore, once Lin Daochen is executed, we will seize the Great Wu imperial power and revitalize the Demonic Sect!

The tavern was bustling with noise, a gathering of all sorts of people, and the conversation revolved entirely around one person—

"Have you heard? Dao Chen Zhenren has made his move again! He slew Bodhidharma with a single sword strike! That's a legendary being who could shatter the void!"

"So what if you're at the peak of martial arts? This is the era of immortality! Don't even mention Bodhidharma, ten more wouldn't be enough to defeat him!"

"That's right! What martial arts supreme? In front of Dao Chen Zhenren, he's nothing but a clay chicken and a tile dog, shattered with a single sword strike!"

Discussions erupted like a tidal wave, creating a huge uproar.

Hearing these words, Xiang Yutian slowly put down his wine cup and said in a low voice, "Master, we can't force our way into Wudang."

"Lin Daochen's strength far exceeds expectations."

"Even if the two of us join forces, I'm afraid we still won't be able to take him down."

He gave a wry smile: "Who could have imagined that during our centuries of seclusion, such a monstrous talent would emerge from the Nine Provinces?"

"Fortunately, Bodhidharma tested the knife for us first."

He was originally very arrogant, thinking that he could slaughter the entire Wudang tribe single-handedly.

Only now do I realize how ridiculous I was.

What level of cultivation did Bodhidharma possess? He had almost reached the limits of heaven and earth. And what was the result? He couldn't even withstand a single sword strike.

Xie Tiao nodded, his gaze turning slightly cold: "The power of immortality is stronger than we imagined."

"Lin Daochen is not someone to be underestimated."

"But we shouldn't panic. If the two of us join forces, we might be able to kill Bodhidharma. So, the outcome is still uncertain."

"To be absolutely sure—" a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "we must bring in outside help."

"Go to Longhu Mountain and find Master Zhao. I will go to the snowy land of Tibet and invite Guru Padmasambhava to come out of the mountains."

"One has lost a disciple, the other has had their fortune stolen; both have blood feuds with Lin Daochen. How can they stand idly by at a time like this?"

"If we join forces and gather the power of several Void Breaking experts to surround and kill him, I don't believe he can truly defy fate!"

"Good!" Xiang Yutian replied in a deep voice, "This plan is thorough and watertight!"

After saying that, the two got up and left.

The wind and sand whipped up his robes, and his figure vanished in an instant at the edge of the yellow dust.

……

The snowy Tibetan plateau is frigid and the earth is cracked.

At the summit of a towering snow-capped mountain, golden light shimmered and the faint sound of Buddhist chants could be heard.

There stands a magnificent temple—Samye Monastery.

The sacred site of Guru Padmasambhava, a holy Buddhist site, shines with boundless light across the snow-covered plains.

After returning from the Hall of Reception, Guru Padmasambhava remained in meditation deep within Samye Monastery.

Upon hearing that his lineage's genius disciple, Ba Siba, had been brutally murdered at Wudang, his eyes turned cold, and he even considered going to Wudang to avenge the blood debt.

But Padmasambhava always planned carefully before acting. Before he had thoroughly figured out Lin Daochen's background, he chose to remain still and observe from the sidelines.

In his view, both Shaolin and Longhu Mountain harbored far greater hatred for Lin Daochen than he did—he had only lost a junior, while Shaolin had been almost completely uprooted, its sect destroyed, and its incense offerings cut off.

He didn't believe that Bodhidharma could tolerate such a deep-seated hatred.

If it were him, he probably would have already drawn his sword and stormed their door.

As expected, Bodhidharma made the first move, heading straight for Wudang.

But who would have thought that this Buddhist patriarch would die so easily at the hands of Lin Daochen?

When the news arrived, Padmasambhava felt a chill run down his spine.

Having interacted with him for hundreds of years, he knew very well that Bodhidharma's strength was roughly equal to his own, and they were evenly matched.

If Lin Daochen could kill Bodhidharma, he could also kill him.

In an instant, he dared not make any further rash moves.

Like the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and Xie Tiao, he also had the idea of ​​joining forces.

Just as he was about to set off to contact all parties, news suddenly arrived outside the door—the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and the three generations of patriarchs had personally come to the door.

Upon learning of their purpose, Guru Padmasambhava immediately agreed without hesitation to join forces in attacking Wudang and besieging Lin Daochen.

Just as the three were about to set off, Xie Tiao arrived at Samye Monastery.

The four of them joined forces, and their combat power increased dramatically.

As for Xiang Yutian, he is still on his way to Longhu Mountain. His absence will not affect the overall situation.

With four top-tier experts joining forces, they could tear any opponent apart.

That night, the four left the temple and marched under the moonlight to attack Wudang.

the other side.

Xiang Yutian finally arrived at Longhu Mountain in the Northern Liang Dynasty.

Only then did he realize that the Celestial Master and the three generations of patriarchs had already set out to take revenge. Without saying a word, he turned around and chased after them, heading straight for Wudang.

He was certain that even without Xie Tiao, with him and Longhushan joining forces, they could still kill Lin Daochen!

……

at the same time.

Kunlun Mountains, Yuzhu Peak.

The magnificent and imposing Hall of Reception was suddenly filled with strange phenomena.

On the high platform of the central hall, a perfectly round crystal bead suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and several beams of light shot into the sky, intertwining in the air to form the outline of a gate of light.

Immediately afterwards, all the runes in the entire Reception Hall vibrated and lit up.

Mysterious rays of light converged from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, pouring into the frame of the light gate, as if awakening an ancient restriction that had been dormant for a long time.

boom!!!

The portal burst forth with intense light, runes slithered like snakes, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the world changed color.

next moment.

Two figures slowly walked out from the portal of light.

"Cang Qu, returning to your homeland after so many years, what are your feelings?"

One of them spoke softly, his voice calm yet carrying an imposing aura.

This person is named Taishu Min, a direct descendant of the Taishu family of the Cangxuan Dynasty. He is of noble birth and has an imposing manner.

The person behind him was Cang Qu—the founder of the Demonic Sect in the Nine Provinces Realm, once known as "Heavenly Demon Cang Qu," the number one figure in the demonic path, who was unstoppable throughout the world.

Now, however, he is merely a follower of Taishu Min.

When Cang Qu first entered the Spirit Realm, he was unwilling to be reduced from a Demon Lord to a servant.

But he soon came to terms with reality: the strong prey on the weak, an ironclad law of nature.

He was a pinnacle figure in Kyushu, but in the Spirit Realm he was nothing more than an ant or dust.

Being recruited by the Taishu family and receiving their resources and cultivation, allowing one to advance from the mortal martial arts realm to the Golden Core realm, is already an immense stroke of luck.

Cang Qu bowed his head respectfully and replied, "Young Master, revisiting this place brings no emotion. All the old friends have left, and this place is no longer relevant to me."

He paused, then whispered a reminder: "Young Master, it would be best if we ascertained the situation in the Nine Provinces as soon as possible and returned to report back."

Taishu Min nodded slightly.

Just as the two were about to leave, their expressions suddenly changed.

A repulsive force originating from the laws of heaven and earth descended, accompanied by a chilling warning—if you do not evacuate immediately, divine punishment will befall you.

However, Taishu Min did not retreat. Instead, he took out a round magic weapon from his storage ring, tossed it gently, and began scanning the surroundings.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

Rumbling--

A sudden rumble of thunder erupted above Yuzhu Peak, and dark clouds rolled like a raging tide, signaling impending divine punishment and causing the world to change color.

"Young master, we can't wait any longer!"

Cang Qu's expression hardened, and he immediately urged them on.

"Walk."

Taishu Min agreed in a deep voice, and with Cang Qu, stepped into the light gate. In a flash, they disappeared at the entrance to the spirit realm.

Upon returning to the spirit realm, he dismissed Cang Qu and went straight to Taishu Zhenyue to respectfully report:

"Grandpa, the situation in the Nine Provinces Realm has been investigated. According to the Spirit Detection Compass, its spiritual energy is indeed recovering. Currently, it can only accommodate those in the late Foundation Establishment stage, but the growth is rapid, and the laws of heaven and earth are gradually stabilizing."

"At this rate, the Nine Provinces Realm will eventually return to being a sacred cultivation ground accessible to high-level cultivators."

"And in the process of transformation, a large amount of cultivation resources will be generated."

"Therefore, it is imperative that the territories be returned to our dynasty's territory."

Taishu Zhenyue nodded slightly, a look of approval flashing in his eyes: "Indeed. I will report this matter to His Majesty immediately."

After a brief pause, he added, "You should also prepare yourself. I intend to request that you take charge of the affairs of the Nine Provinces. Based on my understanding of His Majesty, he will not refuse."

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Taishu Min was overjoyed and could hardly contain his laughter.

Taking charge of a small world not only elevates one's power but also brings a flood of resources, adding countless advantages to one's cultivation path.

……

a few days later.

The border of the Nine Provinces, outside Wudang Mountain.

Xie Tiao, Padmasambhava, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and the Third Generation Ancestral Master of Longhu Mountain arrived on the wind and gathered in front of the mountain gate.

Just then—

Xiang Yutian also arrived gracefully and joined the four of them.

Five powerful beings who had shattered the void gathered together, their aura as deep as an abyss, shaking all directions.

They pressed straight towards the Wudang sect's protective formation, their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.

The third-generation patriarch of Longhu Mountain took a step forward, channeling his true essence into his voice, and suddenly shouted:

"Lin Daochen! Come out and face your death!"

This roar tore through the sky, the sound waves exploded like thunder, and the entire Wudang Mountain trembled.

Not only were the disciples on the mountain awakened, but even the wandering cultivators and hermits who had stumbled upon a chance encounter with immortality nearby were startled, and they all looked up, their eyes sweeping over like lightning.

Inside the Sutra Repository of Wudang Mountain.

Lin Daochen was reading the Daoist canon when he suddenly heard a shout. His eyes turned cold, and a flash of killing intent crossed his face.

boom--

A burst of lightning appeared, and the figure vanished into thin air, leaving only a tattered page of a scroll slowly drifting down.

At the same instant, Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and others also sensed it and used their escape techniques to rush out.

but--

Lin Daochen's speed has long surpassed the ordinary.

In the blink of an eye, he stood before the mountain gate, his black robes fluttering, his gaze sharp as he coldly surveyed the five people.

Who are you?

The voice was calm, yet it made the air feel heavy and still.

He had clearly sensed that all five of them had broken through the void realm.

"It seems that something really went wrong with that palace."

Lin Daochen's heart stirred slightly. "This time... I have to leave one alive. I can't let it be like last time, where I couldn't get anything out of him."

Over there, the five people exchanged glances and each announced their names.

In an instant, the crowd erupted in uproar.