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

Xuanxiaozi then recalled that several top martial arts sects in the Great Xin Republic had sent their disciples to travel the world.

These people have all made a great name for themselves.

Some even joined forces with warlords, were entrusted with important responsibilities, and gained fame, power, and wealth at their fingertips.

In fact, Wudang Mountain is really no worse than them.

However, in recent years, rumors of Wudang's weakened power have been rampant.

The most important reason is that they are too closed off!

It looks like they need to change too!

Yuanming quickly brought over two brand-new Taoist robes.

After Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu dressed themselves neatly, they also walked out of the Golden Hall.

At this moment, the sky above Tianzhu Peak is clear and the sun shines on the Golden Hall, making the entire hall resplendent in gold.

The brilliant sunlight fell on Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu, making them look like gods!

Congratulations to Layman Jiang and Layman Pei on achieving their wish!

Xuanxiaozi looked at Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu and said loudly.

"Young Taoist priest, I still need to pass through the three tribulations of summer thunder, autumn thunder, and winter thunder with you before I can complete my merit!"

"I might need to cultivate in seclusion on your Wudang Mountain for a while in the future, is that alright?"

Pei Zhenzhu was radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.

"Of course!"

Xuanxiaozi nodded upon hearing this.

Although he could sense that Pei Zhenzhu's strength was not what it used to be, her overall strength was still far above his own.

Moreover, Pei Zhenzhu is no longer some thousand-year-old vengeful ghost, but a true cultivator of the ghost path!

It was an honor for them to have such a great master as a guest at Wudang Mountain.

Jiang Wangzu had already known about Pei Zhenzhu's plans.

He and Pei Zhenzhu were deeply in love, so naturally he couldn't bear to part with her.

However, he couldn't abandon such a large group of people and affairs in Shanghai.

Therefore, he could only stay on Wudang Mountain for a few more days to spend more time with Pei Zhenzhu.

In the blink of an eye, they had been at Wudang Mountain for almost a month.

Telegrams from Shanghai arrived like snowflakes.

Jiang Wangzu knew he couldn't stay on Wudang Mountain any longer and had no choice but to leave.

"I'll come see you as soon as I have some free time!"

"If you have time, you can come to Shanghai."

"If you need anything here, just send me a telegram and I'll send someone to deliver it to you."

Pei Zhenzhu lay in Jiang Wangzu's arms, like a shy little woman, while Jiang Wangzu gently instructed her.

"I see."

"Once I overcome the tribulations of summer thunder, autumn thunder, and winter thunder, I will be able to return to the peak of the half-step Ghost Immortal realm. Then I will come to find you!"

Pei Zhenzhu spoke up.

"When you are about to undergo tribulation, you must tell me in advance, and I will protect you."

Jiang Wangzu said solemnly.

"Get out!"

"Are you here to protect the Dharma?"

"I can't be bothered to call you out."

"Don't say that the three tribulations of summer thunder, autumn thunder, and winter thunder might not necessarily attract heavenly tribulation. Even if they do, I have no fear."

"After all, I am now on the righteous path of the Ghost Immortal, so I am not afraid of this rolling heavenly thunder."

Pei Zhenzhu smiled, somewhat annoyed.

"Master Jiang, this is my disciple Yuantong."

"If you'd like to go down the mountain for some experience, and if you don't mind, he can escort you to Shencheng!"

Xuanxiaozi arrived with a middle-aged man to see Jiang Wangzu off.

However, he also brought Jiang Wangzu an unexpected surprise.

Yuan Tong was Xuan Xiao Zi's last disciple.

A martial arts master in his thirties.

Although he looks unkempt and disheveled, and appears much older than his actual age, this guy is definitely a martial arts prodigy.

Jiang Wangzu had sparred with him quite a bit when they were on Wudang Mountain. This guy really used Jiang Wangzu as a punching bag to beat him up!

"I would be delighted if Daoist Yuan Tong wished to travel with me!"

Jiang Wangzu nodded upon hearing this.

In fact, Yuan Tong had already revealed that he wanted to go down the mountain for a walk and even asked Jiang Wangzu where it was worth visiting.

Jiang Wangzu began by saying:

"Shanghai was the economic center of the Republic of China, a bustling metropolis with dazzling lights and vibrant nightlife."

"All sorts of novel gadgets are emerging one after another."

"An ordinary person who hasn't been to Shanghai has essentially lived a wasted life!"

This directly aroused Yuantong's addiction.

That's how he ended up going to Shanghai with Jiang Wangzu.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Wangzu lowered his head and gently kissed Pei Zhenzhu's rosy lips, then waved and left gracefully.

Yuan Tong followed closely behind, carrying a package on his back.

"Master Yuan, let's not rush to Shanghai. Let's find a bigger city nearby to change our clothes. Our current attire is really undignified!"

Jiang Wangzu looked at Yuan Tong's clothes, then at his own black cotton-padded Taoist robe.

He's starting to miss his cashmere trench coat.

"No problem, I'll do whatever you say."

"But now that you've come down the mountain, you don't need to call me by my Taoist name anymore."

"Just call me by my secular name, Zhang Shanfeng."

Yuan Tong nodded upon hearing this.

"???"

Jiang Wangzu stood frozen in place, saying in disbelief:

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Master Yuantong, isn't your name a bit disrespectful to your master and ancestors?"

"Cough cough cough!"

"Brother Jiang, you've misunderstood."

"I am the mountain of mountains, the peak of mountains, but I am not the same as Master Zhang Sanfeng."

"A homophone, a homophone!"

"I just wanted to absorb some of the divine aura of our ancestral master!"

Zhang Shanfeng said somewhat embarrassedly.

What a pun!

You scared me half to death!

I thought you were really the reincarnation of Zhang Sanfeng!

Jiang Wangzu and Zhang Shanfeng chatted and laughed as they descended the mountain. The two first went to a town at the foot of the mountain and bought two sets of clothes that were barely wearable.

Then he took Zhang Shanfeng to get a new haircut.

The two then located Jiang Wangzu's private passenger ship, where the crew was on standby.

After Jiang Wangzu returned, he immediately traveled by water, first going to Jiangcheng to buy some new clothes, and then heading east along the Longjiang River.

"It's been over a month."

"Can anyone tell me if Jiang Wangzu is ever coming back?"

"We've been waiting here for far too long!"

Sitting on a small boat, Miyamoto Kojiro spoke in a deep voice, his face full of impatience.

Anyone would go crazy if they were adrift on the water for more than a month.

Even martial arts masters are no exception!

"Sir, we've spotted Jiang Wangzu's ship!"

"However, the woman who left Shanghai with him was not on the ship; instead, there was a tall, burly middle-aged man in a black suit."

A Jonin suddenly surfaced from the water and spoke.

"Has it finally arrived?"

"Our target is Jiang Wangzu; as for the others, they don't matter!"

Miyamoto Kojiro stood up, holding his katana, his eyes gleaming with a fierce fighting spirit.

On the deck of Jiang Wangzu's private passenger ship.

Jiang Wangzu looked at the flag on the deck and said calmly:

"The wind is picking up!"

"It is not the wind that moves, nor the flag that moves, but the mind of the benevolent one that moves!"

Zhang Shanfeng, sitting cross-legged on the deck, closed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect Brother Zhang to be knowledgeable in Zen principles?"

Jiang Wangzu glanced at Zhang Shanfeng with some surprise.

"The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade!"

"Buddhism and Taoism are one family; Buddhism is the Tao!"

Zhang Shanfeng spoke with an air of superiority.

"Damn it, he got away with it again!"

Jiang Wangzu kept silent, but inwardly he was cursing.

"Brother Jiang, we have guests!"

Just then, Zhang Shanfeng suddenly opened his eyes and said something inexplicable.