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Chapter 187 "Who is that young man? Why would the sect leader personally descend to greet him?" (4k2)

The Elephant King Dharma King addressed Lodro Gyaltsen as the Buddha's son, his tone filled with a reverence that could not be profaned.

Garuda Dharma King's face was ashen, one arm hung limply at his sides, and he gritted his teeth as he heard this.

"The Buddha's son descends to earth, his golden feet stepping onto the human world; this is the mandate of heaven!"

Any foolish person who tries to stop him will eventually be crushed to dust!

His wisdom is as deep as the sea, unfathomable; his strategies are beyond the comprehension of you mortals from the Central Plains.

The Black Dragon Protector clutched his severed hand, half of which had been almost shaved off. His body was emaciated, his face pale, and he leaned against a rock, his voice weak yet incredibly firm.

"Your martial arts are indeed formidable—your swordsmanship is almost inhuman—we are no match for you."

But—but compared to the Buddha's disciples—it's still—still not enough!

Although the three suffered a crushing defeat, their reverence and loyalty to the Buddha's disciple, Lodro Gyaltsen, remained undiminished. On the contrary, their impending doom only fueled their almost martyr-like fanaticism.

"You're about to die, and you still won't speak?" Wang Woyun frowned and just uttered a rebuke.

"Don't even think about us betraying the Buddha's disciples."

Suddenly, Garuda Dharma King and Elephant King Dharma King exchanged a glance, a resolute glint flashing in their eyes.

The two of them gritted their teeth simultaneously, and the remaining internal energy in their bodies surged backward, rushing straight to their hearts!

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Both men coughed up a mouthful of blood, their heads lolled to the side, and their breaths stopped instantly. They had died by severing their own heart meridians!

"Buddha's disciple—forgive me—I can no longer serve you and listen to your Buddhist teachings."

The aged Black Dragon Dharma King took a deep breath and tragically followed suit, severing his heart meridian and dying instantly.

This happened so fast that no one could stop it.

A martial arts master of this caliber would choose to end his life to preserve his last shred of dignity and honor, and no one could stop him.

Seeing the three corpses on the ground that had quickly lost their life force, the members of the Laoshan Sect and Wang Woyun were all shocked and looked at each other in dismay.

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These three are not insignificant figures, but the Dharma Kings who once reigned supreme in the Tibetan Plateau, the protectors of the Great Tibetan School!

He held a prestigious position and possessed unparalleled martial arts skills.

But now, after their defeat, they act like the most loyal servants, preferring to commit suicide rather than reveal a single word about the Buddha's son!

This action is truly alarming.

Master Yunqi frowned, stroked his beard and pondered, then slowly said, "Amitabha—the Buddhist atmosphere in the Tubo region was originally extremely strong."

In my early years, I heard that the Dragon Elephant Great Tibetan Sect was once all-powerful in Tibet, dominating the snowy land.

Although they have some connection with Buddhism, they do not actually study Buddhist scriptures.

Other orthodox Tibetan Buddhist sects, unable to defeat them, could only despise and ridicule them, often criticizing them for not practicing Buddhism and acting recklessly by relying on their strength.

The Dragon and Elephant Sect, however, paid no attention to this and went their own way. They even took pride in it and mocked the other side, saying that they did not read Buddhist scriptures, yet they could still be above all other sects. They also said that no matter how profound the Buddhist teachings were, they still had to bow down to them.

It's clear that praying to Buddha and seeking scriptures is of little use.

He paused, his gaze falling on the three corpses, his tone growing increasingly grave.

"But today—after the Dragon Elephant Great Tibetan School was subdued by the Buddha of the Western Paradise, Lodro Gyaltsen, the Dharma Kings under his tutelage have come to regard him as a god, worshipping him to the point that they are willing to die for him and still have endless reverence before their deaths."

This Mongolian imperial tutor—truly possesses an indescribable demonic nature, or rather—extremely terrifying methods?

Having witnessed far too many masters helplessly commit suicide before him, Li Fu was not particularly surprised.

"To say that they all have a heartfelt reverence and faith would not necessarily be entirely true."

"Just now, before they committed suicide, when they mentioned betraying Lotsawa Gyaltsen, their eyes showed not only admiration but also fear."

It's like a fear of something worse than death, a fear that prevents one from betraying their cause.

That Mongol imperial tutor was perhaps simply exceptionally ruthless and harsh in his methods of governing.

Everyone nodded. They didn't believe in the various fantastical rumors about the Western Buddha or the Mani Saint.

All four Dharma Kings were dead. After a fierce battle, Li Fu was the main force of the enemy to be wiped out. However, the people were not at ease. Instead, they were even more solemn.

"After this battle, it can be confirmed that the destruction of the Taishan Sect and this whole turmoil in the martial arts world are inextricably linked to the Mongolian side."

The fact that the first batch of experts sent by the other side possessed such strength and a willingness to die suggests that their schemes were far from insignificant.

Wang Woyun said.

Li Fu turned his gaze towards the direction of Zhongnan Mountain.

"It is conceivable that the four Dharma Kings of the Dragon Elephant Great Tibetan School and the Mongolian warriors were by no means the entire Mongolian force that infiltrated the Central Plains this time."

They set up an ambush here, their main objective clearly being to kill and silence them, in order to eliminate any unexpected events that might interfere with their plans.

Therefore, the real fatal blow, the real power, and their core scheme of the Mongols must still be reserved for the public trial that the various sects will gather for, which is about to be held by the Quanzhen Sect!

A rare look of seriousness appeared on Wang Woyun's face as he spoke with some alarm.

"Speaking of which, the four Dharma Kings who protect the Longxiang Tibetan School have all come as the vanguard."

So, could it be that Venerable Shikong, the master of the Longxiang Great Tibetan sect, who once seemed to possess the same aura as the foremost martial artist in Tibet, has also arrived this time? Rumor has it that even Lodro Gyaltsen had to expend considerable effort to subdue him.

Luo Zhui Jianzan probably did not come to the Central Plains.

Given his prestigious position as the Imperial Tutor in Mongolia, it would have been impossible for him to disguise himself and secretly infiltrate the Central Plains.

Li Fu thought about it.

But what about the former number one martial artist in Tibet, the master of the Longxiang Dazang sect, Venerable Shikong?

"We must hurry on our way!"

Master Yunqi said with deep concern.

"We must inform the Quanzhen Sect and all its members of the sect about the Mongolian master's infiltration and malicious intentions before the conference begins!"

Let them be on their guard!

Otherwise, caught off guard, who knows what kind of disaster might ensue!

Master Chongling and the others echoed his sentiments, their faces filled with worry.

Originally, they only wanted to bear witness for their fellow practitioners and clarify right and wrong, but now they may be drawn into a huge conspiracy concerning the Northern Dao Sect and even the Central Plains martial arts world. The responsibility is heavy, and they cannot help but be anxious.

Li Fu nodded.

Speaking of which, this group of Mongolian masters, led by the Four Dharma Kings, were secretly brought here by people from the Dong Sect.

Or were the Mongols so focused on intercepting and killing their own group that they ignored or failed to notice the Kongtong Sect?

Without further delay, the group made some preparations, leaving some disciples to transport the disciples who had unfortunately perished in the battle with the grassland warriors back to their own territory. They then hurried along the path towards Zhongnan Mountain.

The mountain path was rugged, the forest was deep and the grass was dense, and everyone felt a sense of urgency. They knew that what was about to happen was not a simple martial arts trial, but a storm with undercurrents and hidden dangers.

Delayed by the battle in the valley, Li Fu and his group hurried on their way, but did not find the Kongtong Sect again.

It's unclear whether they summoned the people, or whether they noticed the commotion behind them and deliberately sped up and changed their route, or whether their plan was meticulously crafted and their route was well-hidden.

Two or three days later, Li Fu, Yun Qizi, Wang Woyun and their group arrived at the Zhongnan Mountain area.

As the public trial drew near, Zhongnan Mountain at this time was quite different from its usual quiet and secluded Taoist mountain gate.

The mountain road was bustling with carriages and people.

Various banners fluttered in the wind, including the Tai Chi Bagua and the blue ox and white crane patterns commonly seen in Taoism, as well as the unique symbols of each sect.

Groups of martial arts practitioners dressed in different costumes, some on horseback, some on foot, and some in sedan chairs, were traveling up the winding mountain road.

The sounds of greetings, horses' hooves, and wheels mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere, as if transforming a serene sanctuary into a bustling town.

The reason why heroes from all over the world gathered to respond to the public trial was because the Quanzhen Sect was holding a public trial, calling on all Taoist sects in the north, as well as martial arts sects with ties to Taoism, to come and witness the proceedings.

At the mountain gate, dozens of third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, dressed in blue Taoist robes and carrying long swords, were receiving guests from all directions in an orderly manner, led by several senior deacons.

They checked invitations, guided guests to their designated lodgings, or gave first-time visitors a brief explanation of the mountain rules and paths. Each of them was well-mannered and polite. Although there were many people and many tasks, they were busy but not chaotic, showing the grandeur and profoundness of a prestigious sect.

A sharp-eyed disciple noticed from afar that Li Fu and his entourage had an extraordinary bearing, and especially recognized the Taoist robes and insignia of Master Yunqi of the Laoshan School, and immediately sent a message to report it.

Before long, the clear sound of bells could be heard coming from above the mountain path, ringing three times in a row, a ritual to welcome distinguished guests.

Before the current leader of the Quanzhen School, Qinghezi Liu Changzhen, even arrived, he loudly proclaimed, "Amitabha! It is my great honor to have Brother Yunqi and his fellow Daoists from Laoshan grace us with their presence. I have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me!"

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His voice was clear and gentle, carried from afar and clearly reaching everyone's ears, revealing his superior internal strength.

Li Fu looked up and saw that the current leader of the Quanzhen Sect was about forty years old. He wore a lotus crown, a purple cloud-patterned Taoist robe, and held a white jade whisk. His face was as handsome as jade, and three long black beards flowed down his chest. His eyes were bright and clear, and he had a natural majesty in his gaze. His steps were steady and his breath was long. He was indeed the appearance of a Taoist master with accomplished martial arts skills and an otherworldly demeanor.

Master Yunqi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in return, saying, "Master Liu, you are too kind. It is we who have troubled you."

Behind Liu Changzhen followed several dignified old Taoist priests, who were likely respected elders of the Quanzhen Sect.

When his gaze fell on Li Fu, the light in his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a flash of surprise, his smile widened. He took a step closer, bowed, and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.

"This man, with his composed demeanor and restrained brilliance, must be the renowned and chivalrous Constable Li Fu, who has recently become famous throughout the land."

The presence of Officer Li truly brings honor to my humble abode in Zhongnan Mountain, and I am deeply grateful!

This Quanzhen sect leader spoke earnestly and was warm and gentle. Although he was the leader of a sect, he treated people with the grace of a spring breeze, showing respect without being inappropriate. He truly had the demeanor of a leader who was good at managing relationships and social skills.

"Master Liu, you flatter me. I am here at your invitation, but I do not deserve such praise."

Li Fu responded calmly, as various rumors about the past of this Quanzhen Sect leader surfaced in his mind.

"Since the founding of your sect by your patriarch, Master Chongyang, the Quanzhen School has only existed for a few decades, but it has developed rapidly and its influence has grown daily."

Today, its status among the Taoist sects in the north is almost comparable to that of the long-standing Celestial Masters sect in the south, with the two complementing each other.

Whose arrival would bring glory to Zhongnan Mountain?

"I have long admired the reputation of Master Liu as the leader of a sect."

Even someone like me, who isn't particularly interested in news from the martial arts world, has heard of the great name of Master Liu, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, many times.

"Officer Li, please don't make fun of me."

"It's all thanks to the blessings of our ancestral master."

Liu Changzhen laughed.

Legend has it that Liu Changzhen, the third-generation sect leader, was chosen by his master, the second-generation sect leader, from among his disciples before his death. His evaluation of him was simply four words: "Sufficient to maintain the status quo."

At first glance, this comment doesn't seem like praise, and might even seem mediocre.

However, the second-generation leader also admitted that the Quanzhen Sect's current prestige largely depends on the supreme prestige and legacy of its founder, Master Chongyang. Master Chongyang's achievements were so profound that he was revered as a Taoist immortal. Compared to him, he himself was just an ordinary person.

In recent decades, although the Quanzhen School has a large number of disciples and a thriving incense offering, it has not produced a single outstanding figure who can match even one or two tenths of the brilliance of its founder.

Such extraordinary figures are rare even in thousands of years. He did not expect his descendants to develop the Quanzhen Sect to an unprecedented height. He only hoped that they could safeguard the foundation established by their ancestor and prevent its decline, which would be a great achievement!

Now that Li Fu has personally met this leader who has maintained the status quo, he observes his manners and conduct and finds him to be a leader with the demeanor of someone capable of managing a sect.

"In recent years, under the leadership of this Master Liu, the Quanzhen Sect has not been as radiant and dominant as it was when its founder was alive. However, it has steadily maintained and gradually consolidated its position as the leading sect in the north. The sect's affairs are well-organized, and its relations with the imperial court and various Jianghu factions are also handled quite well."

"Judging solely from the word 'maintaining the status quo,' this Master Liu is undoubtedly an extremely qualified, even outstanding, leader."

At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, Li Fu, facing the solemn courtesy of this leader of the Northern Taoist sect, simply returned the courtesy calmly and spoke with Liu Changzhen with composure, exuding an air of detachment from worldly affairs.

This scene, witnessed by the many martial arts practitioners in the vicinity, immediately caused a low murmur and commotion.

From near to far along the mountain path, countless eyes were focused on Li Fu, filled with astonishment, curiosity, and disbelief.

Who is that person?

He came with the leader of the Laoshan Sect.

Judging by his age—he's probably no more than twenty, right?

How could he chat and laugh so easily with Liu, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect?

"Could it be—the prized disciple of Master Yunqi, the head of the Laoshan Sect?"

"impossible."

"What is the identity of Master Liu?"

Why are you being so polite to a junior in the martial arts world?

"Am I seeing things?"

Who is that young man?

It is worthy of the sect leader personally descending his rank to welcome him!

Many young disciples from various sects who came to the gathering followed their elders. They were quite reserved and nervous when they arrived at the renowned Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. Even their own sect leaders and elders put aside their usual airs and greeted the Quanzhen Sect elders with clasped hands and addressed them as "Brother Daoist".

But now, looking at Li Fu's face, which was almost the same size as his own, or even younger, and comparing it with Liu Zhenren's humble greeting and solemn attitude, he felt as if he were dreaming and wondered if he was seeing things.

They were mostly the best in their respective sects, proud and arrogant, but had they ever seen someone of their generation enjoy such honor?

This completely overturned their understanding.

Soon, well-informed or knowledgeable people whispered the explanation to their companions.

Amid the discussions, Li Fu's name quickly spread among the crowd, and expressions of amazement and awe appeared on the faces of many martial arts practitioners who had long heard of him but were seeing him for the first time.

"Shh, keep your voice down!

That's none other than Li Fu, the valiant constable who's been making waves in the martial arts world lately!

"What?"

It's him? !

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