Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"Layman, you...you have a special connection with Wudang Mountain!"

Xuanxiaozi took the silver note from Jiang Wangzu's hand.

Then he warmly shook Jiang Wangzu's hand and asked:

"May I ask your name, and where you come from?"

"Why do you need to borrow the Golden Hall at my Wudang Mountain?"

"My name is Jiang Wangzu, a native of Shanghai."

"This is Pei Zhenzhu, who can be considered a native of Shanghai, by all accounts."

"I want to use the Golden Hall to practice my skills, and she wants to use the Golden Hall to cleanse her ghostly immortal body and walk the path of a ghostly immortal again."

Jiang Wangzu told the truth.

"A ghost immortal, truly a ghost immortal."

"I always thought ghosts and immortals were just a legend, but I never imagined they were real."

"Master Pei is truly awe-inspiring!"

Having figured out the purpose of Jiang Wangzu and his companion's visit, Xuanxiaozi felt much relieved.

However, he did not completely let his guard down.

He gestured to Jiang Wangzu and the other man, inviting them to join him.

"The two of you have come into the mountains for a talk; this is not the place to speak."

"Thank you for your trouble, Daoist Xuanxiao!"

Jiang Wangzu said in a very respectful manner.

This is a genuine martial arts master who also practices the sorcery system; he is also known as a True Man.

The combined strength of these two systems is unfathomable.

"Since Master Pei has already embarked on the path of the Ghost Immortal, why does he want to repeat it?"

As Xuanxiaozi walked, he asked with some doubt.

"Because I am walking the path of destruction, the day I become a ghost immortal, this world will be transformed into a ghost realm."

"If I succeed, you, little Taoist priest, will die!"

Pei Zhenzhu replied with a smile.

"Danger! Danger! Danger!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanxiaozi felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end and a cold sensation shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

"Sister Pearl, the Taoist priest is getting old and can't take a fright!"

"Don't scare him!"

Jiang Wangzu glanced at Pei Zhenzhu, then lowered his voice to explain to Xuanxiaozi:

"I touched her with love, so she has now decided to give up her original path of destroying the world with ghosts and immortals."

"Master Xuanxiao, you wouldn't want the entire world to be destroyed and turned into a ghost town, would you?"

Xuanxiaozi's gaze towards Jiang Wangzu immediately changed.

You damn undead knight Ning Caichen!

Bully, you're a bastard!

"Master Jiang is truly... truly breathtaking!"

Xuanxiaozi has lived for over a hundred years, and he really can't find any words to describe Jiang Wangzu.

Xuanxiaozi took Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu on a tour of Wudang Mountain and then treated them to a vegetarian meal.

After subtly probing and confirming that the two indeed had no designs on the Wudang Sect, they withdrew their backup plan.

As the saying goes...

Spring rain is as precious as oil.

"The spectacular sight of the Thunderfire Refining Hall on Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain is very common in the summer and autumn seasons every year."

"There were even friends from all over the world who came to see this amazing sight."

"But it's really rare in the spring."

"It seems the two lay Buddhists will have to stay at Wudang Mountain for a while longer."

"I have calculated that there will be unusual celestial phenomena in three days. However, I cannot guarantee whether there will be spring thunder at that time."

"However, at that time, the old Taoist priest and several junior brothers will set up a lightning-attracting array around the Golden Hall to see if they can attract the spring lightning."

At the dinner table, Xuanxiaozi took the initiative to speak.

"Thank you for your trouble, Taoist priest!"

Jiang Wangzu nodded upon hearing this, and then looked at Pei Zhenzhu.

Pei Zhenzhu nodded to him secretly.

Although Pei Zhenzhu can indeed alter celestial phenomena, if it happens to be rainy weather, and with the help of a lightning-summoning array, the effect can be twice as good with half the effort. Why not take advantage of it?

After eating the vegetarian meal, Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu were led to their guest rooms by a young Taoist priest. Their rooms were next to each other, so they could look after each other if anything happened.

The five martial arts masters, three sorcerers, and Xuanxiaozi, the leader of Wudang, were all gathered together.

The five martial arts masters of the Wudang Sect are: one grand-uncle of Xuanxiaozi, two junior brothers of Xuanxiaozi, one grand-nephew of Xuanxiaozi, and one disciple of Xuanxiaozi.

The three sorcerers were: one was Xuanxiaozi's uncle, one was Xuanxiaozi's senior brother, and the other was Xuanxiaozi's disciple.

The entire legacy of the Wudang School, spanning three generations, is gathered here.

Xuanxiaozi recounted the whole story of Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu's visit.

"A ghost immortal, a martial artist."

"They all need to use the Golden Hall for cultivation."

"Judging from the appearance of that layman Jiang Wangzu, his physique is like a dragon. He is obviously a master of external martial arts. It is reasonable that he used the spring thunder to temper his body and make his physique even better."

"But that ghost immortal is filled with resentment, and he actually wants to summon heavenly lightning to temper his body? Isn't he just courting death?"

"Why is she doing this?"

Xuan Yuan, Xuan Xiao Zi's senior brother, spoke with some doubt.

"What else could it be?"

"Because of love!"

"Why!"

"This thousand-year-old vengeful ghost is also love-struck."

Xuanxiaozi's disciple, Yuan Tong, shook his head and spoke.

Boom!

Xuanxiaozi gave him a sharp flick on the forehead, which made him wince in pain.

This disciple was his last disciple, and he was about the same age as his grand-disciples. He was only in his thirties this year, yet he had already become a martial arts master, making him a true martial arts prodigy.

She's just so outspoken and has such a carefree personality.

He was far less composed than his other true disciple, Yuan Ming, who followed the sorcerer system.

"Just how powerful is this ghost immortal? Can we suppress her if we join forces?"

"Such an existence will only cause trouble sooner or later if left in the world, so it's better to deal with it in advance."

"Taiyu, Xuanxiaozi's uncle, said in a deep voice."

The old Taoist priest was over two hundred years old, but as a martial arts master, although his hair and beard were all white, he still had an imposing physique and his fighting power was as strong as ever.

"In the past, the Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng swept away all the demons in the world and ascended to the ancestral land."

"Today, we, the younger generation, are completely indifferent to these evil spirits, letting them roam freely on Wudang Mountain and wander around the Ancestral Hall. This is simply outrageous!"

Xuanxiaozi's other uncle, Taiyuan, couldn't help but sigh.

Although he was a sorcerer with a cultivation level equivalent to a martial arts master, his vital energy was severely depleted, and with the current scarcity of spiritual energy in the world, he was already nearing the end of his life and his days were numbered.

That's why he hopes to live the rest of his life in a more exciting way.

For example, slaying a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost that has entered the path of a ghost immortal!

"This era is undergoing unprecedented changes, with all sorts of novelties emerging one after another."

"In addition, the world was in chaos, with warlords fighting each other, and our Wudang Sect was caught in the crossfire of various forces."

"At this time, it would be unwise to rashly make an enemy of a powerful ghost immortal."

"Moreover, the other party has no malicious intent and is even thinking of taking a path of yin-yang harmony, transforming yin into yang."

"If she really succeeds, then she will be a ghost immortal of this world, a true immortal, capable of suppressing everything."

"None of us can guarantee that we can suppress her. If we fail, annihilation will await Wudang Mountain!"

"And do you really think this Jiang Wangzu is just some nobody?"

"After I finished eating, I sent a telegram to my friend in Shanghai and obtained the information about Jiang Wangzu."

"Take a look for yourselves!"

Xuanxiaozi took out a telegram and handed it to Taiyuan and the others.