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Chapter 325 I am creating momentum for the Wudang faction, not provoking trouble(1/2)

What Lin Lang said made Zhang Sanfeng suddenly feel that all his previous choices were wrong.

If he could firmly support Zhang Cuishan back then, regardless of the six major sects, would his favorite disciple not have died?

If he could have talked to Mu Taoist earlier, wouldn't the scandal of fighting among fellow sects avoid happening in Wudang Mountain?

It was useless for him to regret those things, but Zhang Wuji was still alive. Did he want to watch Zhang Wuji die?

"Your Majesty Lin, you have said so much just because you want the experienced Wudang Mountains to have a conflict with Southern Shaolin. It would be best to start a fight, right?" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly asked.

Lin Lang shook his head slightly: "Master Zhang, you underestimate me."

"When I was in the middle stage of Heavenly Being, I was able to defeat Song Que in both ways. Now I am in the late stage of Heavenly Being, and I am already breaking through to the peak of Heavenly Being. I also have a powerful body that none of you can match. Do you think I can't stop you?"

That sweeping monk who lives in Shaolin?"

"How many masters are there in Southern Shaolin now? Zhang Wuji killed some. The Jianghu sect that suddenly appeared this time killed some more. I killed some when I went to Northern Shaolin."

"Compared with the high-end strength, I am a late-stage heavenly being and have several friends in the realm of heavenly beings; the backbone strength, we have seven masters in the grandmaster realm, including two at the peak of the grandmaster realm; the bottom strength, our Sun Moon God Sect

In addition, the affiliated forces have 20,000 followers, and everyone can practice first-class martial arts, and also know how to conceal weapons, temper poisons, etc., can Southern Shaolin compare to our Sun and Moon God Sect?"

"If I want to destroy Southern Shaolin, I need to borrow the help of your Wudang Clan? I am teaching you how to save Zhang Wuji and how to save the Wudang Clan."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lin Lang suspiciously, is that true?

It sounded fine, but he always felt like something was wrong.

How could Lin Lang be so kind? Although there was no fight between the Wudang Sect and the Sun Moon Sect during this period, their previous relationship was not harmonious.

Could it be that Lin Lang wanted him to owe him another favor and ask him to do something for Lin Lang in the future?

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was still hesitating, Lin Lang stood up directly: "Forget it, the older you get, the less courageous you are. No wonder each generation in Wudang has been inferior to the last in recent years."

"Let me ask you, have many people come to Wudang Mountain to become apprentices recently? You are a super master known to everyone in the Ming Dynasty. You have never failed since you founded the Wudang Sect. Why don't those geniuses who want to practice martial arts come? Why are you more willing to join?

My Sun and Moon God Sect?”

"It's because they think that after joining Wudang, they have to be a coward and have to swallow everything. They have to pay attention to the bullshit rules of the world."

"But rules are set by people. Are the rules of the world that you followed before, those set by Shaolin? So those rules are more beneficial to Shaolin."

"You want to see Zhang Wuji die. Why should I meddle in other people's business? How dare Southern Shaolin provoke me?"

"But from now on, I can say with certainty that Wudang Mountain will continue to decline. When you are completely old, you will be removed from the top ranks of the world."

"Come in, if you don't want to speculate, let's go home." Lin Lang sat back in the sedan, and two elders of the Sun Moon God Sect pushed open the door and came in. They bowed their hands to Zhang Sanfeng, got on the sedan and left.

Zhang Sanfeng called Yu Lianzhou to his side again: "Lianzhou, do you really not know where Wuji is?"

Yu Lianzhou shook his head: "I don't know, disciple. But he definitely hasn't left the Song Dynasty. Master, may I ask friends from the Southern Beggar Clan and Quanzhen Sect to help find him?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded: "Okay, find him as soon as possible and bring him back to Wudang."

"Lian Zhou, is it wrong to do this for your master?"

If Zhang Wuji is brought back to Wudang, then Shaolin will definitely come to question him and use righteousness to suppress him, which will cause great damage to Wudang's reputation.

Yu Lianzhou looked at Zhang Sanfeng: "Master, if Wuji is found, then only the disciples will take him back to Wudang. If Shaolin refuses to let him go, the disciples will give them an explanation."

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly thought of Zhang Cuishan who committed suicide. How could he let his disciples follow in his footsteps again?

"No, if anyone asks, I asked him to bring him back. No matter who asks, he will not be given. This is my Wudang disciple Zhang Wuji, not some Mingjiao sect advocate Wuji!"



In the sedan, there was no anger on Lin Lang's face, but a smile on his face.

"Zhang Sanfeng must also have the intention to protect Zhang Wuji, but he has been looking forward and backward, trying to find a satisfactory solution."

"But there is no truly satisfactory solution in the world. The hatred between Zhang Wuji and Nan Shaolin is so deep, who can give in?"

"Let's see how Zhang Sanfeng chooses. But no matter what he chooses, Southern Shaolin will become Wudang's enemy."

Lin Lang has always hated these Shaolin monks in his heart. They all talk about being compassionate, but in fact they are more ruthless than anyone else in their actions.

And they often say that it is for the Jianghu and the martial arts, but in fact it is not for the benefit of their Shaolin?

There is nothing wrong with Jianghu people fighting for the interests of their own sect.

But while he talks about benevolence, justice and morality, he also deceives other sects into committing suicide in order to seek personal gain. This is so disgusting.

The most important thing is that those monks offended him, which is a way to die.

"Without this bunch of hypocritical monks, the world would definitely be much more stable."

"In this way, in the Song Dynasty, no sect can compare with the Southern Beggar Clan. Guo Jing and Huang Rong have to thank me."

I just don’t know which one is stronger, Zhang Sanfeng or the sweeping monk from Southern Shaolin.

Lin Lang knew in his heart that Zhang Sanfeng would never destroy Southern Shaolin under any circumstances, but he would definitely bring Zhang Wuji back to Wudang Mountain.

Lin Lang did not return to the capital, but returned to Heimuya to wait for news.

A few days later, Jiang Xiaoyu brought the news he wanted.

"Zhang Wuji has been taken to Wudang Mountain? Southern Shaolin Zen Master Miaodi is going to join forces with Emei, Southern Beggar Clan, Kunlun, Kongtong, Snow Mountain Sect, Quanzhen Sect, etc. to go to Wudang Mountain to force Zhang Sanfeng to surrender?"

Jiang Xiaoyu poured a cup of tea for Lin Lang: "Master, Southern Shaolin made a miscalculation this time. They contacted other sects, but those sects didn't send anyone, they just offered support."

Lin Lang sneered and said: "Of course they don't dare to go. Although Zhang Sanfeng only sent people to pick up Zhang Wuji, he also made his attitude clear, saying that Zhang Wuji was the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang. What's more, those sects dare to run against Zhang Sanfeng with the righteousness of the world, maybe

Zhang Sanfeng won’t take action, but who can stop Zhang Wuji?”

Those who are involved in the world will always respect their strength.

If it were Zhang Wuji a few months ago, those Jianghu sects might not care. After all, although Zhang Wuji was very powerful, he had never killed many people.

But since the Golden Retriever Lion King died in Southern Shaolin and Zhang Wuji started killing people, no one dared to look down on Zhang Wuji anymore.

Jiang Xiaoyu asked curiously: "Master, what do you think Southern Shaolin will do? Will they go directly to Wudang Mountain to ask for people?"

Lin Lang asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't think Southern Shaolin dares. Although there are not many masters left in Wudang Mountain, Southern Shaolin also suffered heavy losses after the fight with the Mingjiao, and there are not many masters left."

"Even if the holy monk in Southern Shaolin is not weaker than Zhenren Zhang, then who will stop Zhang Wuji with the dragon-slaying sword?"

"Zhang Wuji is injured, but Zen Master Miaodi, the abbot of Southern Shaolin, is also injured. His recovery will not be as fast as Zhang Wuji, who knows the Nine Yang Magic and the Great Shift of the Universe."

"According to Southern Shaolin's usual practice, they will definitely use the power of more sects to force Zhang Sanfeng to make friends. Otherwise, they will accuse Wudang Mountain of colluding with Mingjiao and falling into the devil's way."

"They will even try to sow discord between us and the Wudang Mountains, so that we can fight, so that they can reap the benefits."

Lin Lang patted Jiang Xiaoyu on the shoulder: "Yes, it seems that it is right for me to entrust you with the task of collecting intelligence about the Sun Moon God Sect."

"Have you figured out what we should do about this matter?"

Jiang Xiaoyu thought for a while: "Master, I want to connect some news together and spread it out. See if it works."

"When the Golden Lion King died, Zhang Wuji said that Zen Master Miaodi moved the handle of the dragon-slaying knife and took away the contents."

"And then a holy monk suddenly appeared in Southern Shaolin, but he still couldn't catch Zhang Wuji who had just broken through that day."

"The second time Zhang Wuji went to attack Southern Shaolin, he was defeated by the holy monks of Southern Shaolin."

"Then is there a possibility that the treasure in the handle of the Dragon-Slaying Sword is an extremely powerful magical skill, or something that can help people break through to the realm of heaven and man? This means that the Dragon-Slaying Sword can command the world,

The secret to becoming a martial arts supreme."

Lin Lang's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea. Although I can't hide it from some top experts, ordinary people in the world will definitely be willing to believe it."

"Southern Shaolin hasn't been able to explain everything yet, and this will make their reputation even worse."

Tianzong or other sects that want to suppress Southern Shaolin will help spread the news throughout the world, completely destroying the upright image that Southern Shaolin has struggled to maintain.



In Southern Shaolin, Zen Master Miaodi is discussing with others how to deal with Wudang Mountain.

If Zhang Wuji had not died, with Zhang Wuji's talent and Zhang Sanfeng's teachings, he would very likely have become a super strong man at the pinnacle of heaven and man in the future.

At that time, the two heavenly beings in Wudang were at their peak and would become the strongest sect in the entire world.

Moreover, once Zhang Wuji breaks through, he will definitely come to Southern Shaolin again. Southern Shaolin is really dangerous.

"Abbott, don't worry. Although Zhang Sanfeng is a super strong man at the peak of heaven and man, he values ​​Wudang's reputation very much. We have joined forces with so many sects to put pressure this time, so we don't believe that Zhang Sanfeng doesn't make friends!"

"Even if those sects don't agree to go to Wudang Mountain with us, just showing support is enough."

"And in the Ming Dynasty, the Sun Moon Sect was the only one that was not wiped out by the Wudang Sect, just because of the existence of Zhang Sanfeng."

"If Zhang Wuji joins the Wudang Sect again, who will be the leader of the Ming Dynasty, the Sun Moon Sect or the Wudang Sect? So the Sun Moon Sect will definitely force the Wudang Sect to surrender."

This is the experience of Southern Shaolin as the leader of the Great Song Dynasty. The last time they dealt with the Demonic Cult of the Great Song Dynasty, this was how they got other sects to come forward together, even if some of them did not have a good relationship with Southern Shaolin.

Zen Master Miao Di nodded: "Yes, the Sun and Moon Sect will never watch the Wudang Sect grow bigger. They also have grudges."

He also thought about the news he had just received. He heard that Lin Lang had not been abolished and that his power in the Ming Dynasty was at its peak.

I don’t know if it’s true or not, so I can take this opportunity to test it out.

If the Sun and Moon God Sect is still extremely powerful, then Lin Lang is probably fine.

If the Sun and Moon God Sect remained silent, Lin Lang might really be in ruins. The Ming Dynasty gave Lin Lang greater authority, but it was just a bluff to intimidate other countries.
To be continued...
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