Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 140: Retribution is my motto
The Shaolin Temple had been closed for many years because of the Huo Gong Tutu incident, and rarely interfered with Jianghu affairs. The Wudang Sect was gaining increasing prestige in the Jianghu, but Zhang Sanfeng remembered that he was born in Shaolin and did not dare to overstep.

Among the six major sects, if Shaolin and Wudang are the first echelon, then Emei and Kunlun are the second echelon. Because Kunlun is located in the northwest and rarely moves in the Central Plains, people in the world still tend to have Emei in the front and Kunlun in the back.

Although Master Jingxu was dissatisfied with Sunyata for ranking the Kunlun Sect before Emei, what she said above was generally correct. This was evident from the fact that Senior Sister Jingxuan called herself a student when facing Kong Wen.

"Master Nephew Chu, get out of the way quickly."

"Shengsheng, don't make trouble."

Ji Xiaofu came to arrest him again.

Master Jingxuan also pretended to rebuke: "Master Chu's nephew is very troublesome, and his words are often offensive. I hope the Zen masters won't worry about it."

Only Huang Xing smiled and said nothing, thinking that it was right to bring him to Wudang Mountain. At times like this, young and energetic juniors should come out to contradict him. Faced with the sixteen-year-old boy's grab for the spot, Kong Zhi and others dared to teach him a lesson. Bullying the small with the big one lacks the style of the seniors.

"Did I make a mistake?" Chu Pingsheng counted on his fingers: "Guo Xiang, the founder of the Emei Sect, was the same generation as Yang Guo, the Condor Hero. Yang Guo was a peer of the late Wu Se Zen Master, the first Luohan Hall of Shaolin Temple. The following is the Wu Zi generation of Shaolin Temple. "Hong" is the character generation. Below "Hong" is the character "Du". Below "Du" is the character "Kong". Below "Kong" is the character "Yuan". Kong Wen presides over it, right?"

Kong Wen pronounced the Buddha's name: "Not bad."

Ji Xiaofu quickly covered his mouth: "You took advantage of others, why don't you want others to stare at you?"

Yuan Xin and Yuan Ye behind him suddenly realized that this boy was mocking Yuan Yin, so they glared at him as they passed him.

"The poor monk has thanked Master Jingxuan." Kong Wen thanked him and took his two junior brothers past the Emei Sect and headed towards Zixiao Palace.

Even the irritable and narrow-minded Kong Zhi was rendered speechless by him. He thought to himself that the boy was so young, how could he even know about the old affairs between the founder of Emei Mountain and Zen Master Wu Se.

This time Chu Pingsheng did not hide and stood still at the edge of the mountain road.

Huang Xing, Ji Xiaofu and others' eyes widened. This angle was really strange. If Chu Pingsheng calculated it, the head of the Emei Sect was just one generation ahead of the head of the Shaolin Temple. As a person of the same generation, Master Jingxuan really didn't take the initiative. Make way for Zen Master Kongwen.

The three people from Yuan Zi behind quickly followed up. At this moment, Chu Pingsheng's foot slipped and he leaned towards the middle of the mountain road with an ouch. Yuan Yi couldn't avoid it, so he could only help him and said with an unhappy face: "Look Stay focused."

Chu Pingsheng didn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

This is true.

"Amitabha, I am being rude." Kong Wen clasped his hands together and saluted Master Jingxuan.

"the same as you."

What can Master Jingxuan say? Even if she is complacent in her heart and thinks about how you will show off your seniority in front of me in the future, you still have to do the job of saving face. She walked to Chu Pingsheng and said, "It must be that Zen Master Kongwen is in a hurry to go up the mountain." I have something to discuss with Master Zhang, so it’s just a matter of moving for us to make way, so naturally we have to do it conveniently,”

"The younger generation is joking, but Zen Master Kongwen must not take it seriously."

After speaking, he winked and gave him a hand.

Who is Guo Xiang? Guo Daxia's only remaining daughter. Who in the world dares not to give her face? She has seniority. Even if he is the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, he must be treated with caution.

"If you are a one-eyed dragon, don't stare like normal people... When Patriarch Bodhidharma comes, he will laugh off his hundreds of years of merit for you."

So the result of this incident was that the young man's words made both parties very embarrassed, and both of them were not used to the rearrangement of seniority.

Chu Pingsheng added: "Based on this, Master Guo's disciple Fengling is of the same generation as the monks of the Hong generation in Shaolin Temple. Then Master Jiejie is on par with the monks of the Du generation. When it comes to Master Jingxuan, she should be on par with the Kong generation." Monk, Master Kongwen, let me ask you, can you bear her humble words of 'student'?"

He calculated here that Yuanyin, Yuanye, and Yuanxin, who were in their thirties, were of the same generation as him, a sixteen-year-old boy. How would they be called when they met in the future?

Uh……

Master Jingxuan watched the people from Shaolin Temple go away, worried that she would encounter a similar situation again, so she expressed her concerns. Only then did Huang Xing, Ji Xiaofu, Bei Jinyi, and Jingzhen understand her difficulties and no longer I’m struggling with the slow speed up the mountain.

……

No matter how long the mountain road is, it will eventually come to an end. No matter how ugly the daughter-in-law is, she still has to meet her parents-in-law.

The group of people arrived outside Zixiao Palace, but there were no welcoming disciples to receive them. Master Jingxuan thought they were too late, and the Wudang Clan and the gangs who came up to put pressure on them took action, so they moved forward faster.

When several people walked into the front yard, they saw that the hall was crowded with people inside and outside. He Taichong, the master and disciple of the Kunlun Sect, the Five Elders of Kongtong, Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi of the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the Giant Whale Clan, the leader of the Haisha Clan, etc. Those with higher reputations sat on the chairs in the hall, while some of the lower-status disciples and gang members had their butts pressed against the boulders, some sat on the floor, and a few retreated to the courtyard, with their hands folded around their chests, their waists bulging, and their faces relaxed. Angry, hidden murderous intent.

Chu Pingsheng caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man wearing a Mongolian military uniform standing by the long window in the hall. He had a high nose and deep eyes, unlike a Central Plains person. He couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth and sneered in his heart.

At this time, I heard three Wushan disciples talking in low voices. They were saying that the Shaolin Temple monk, as the leader of this operation, was asking about the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. Zhang Cuishan refused to confess. Kong Zhi was furious and asked Zhang Sanfeng to fight. After that, In a heated exchange of words, Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi decided to set up the Zhenwu Seven Formation and replace their mentor Zhang Sanfeng with the seven eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, including Kong Wen and Kong Xing, to determine the winner and loser and compete with each other. However, Yu Daiyan was paralyzed in bed. After finding one, the Six Heroes went to the inner hall to look for a replacement.

Master Jingxuan, Ji Xiaofu and others also heard the above words and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the situation was not bad and no gangs besieged Wudang.

"Are you the masters of the Emei Sect coming outside? Please come into the hall to talk."

The sixth disciple entered to prepare for the Zhenwu Seventh Interception Formation. Zhang Sanfeng did not move, still sitting on the seat in the middle of the hall. He was dressed in white and had a beard like a halberd. His movements showed the poise and poise of a great master, and he also had the extraordinary Taoist immortality.

"Senior sister, what should we do now?"

Master Jingxu was a little flustered when she heard this.

"Junior sister, don't panic. Our Emei sect was the first to send greetings, but the last one to go up the mountain. I believe Master Zhang can understand our position. Let's go in."

After speaking, Master Jingxuan walked into the hall facing the complicated looks of the disciples from each gang.

"I have met Master Zhang. Master is in retreat at a critical moment and cannot come to Wudang Mountain to celebrate his birthday. I have been specially ordered to bring along Xiaofu and several others to offer congratulatory gifts. I wish Master Zhang a long and long life, with pines and cypresses as high as his shoulders."

"what."

Chu Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that Master Jingxuan looked like a man, but he was quite considerate and did not use vulgar birthday wishes such as "Blessed as the East China Sea and longevity as the Nanshan Mountain".

Ji Xiaofu touched his feet and whispered, "What are you muttering about?"

Chu Pingsheng just smiled and did not answer. He took a step forward, took off the bag he was carrying on his back, and took out a brocade robe from it.

Master Jingxuan said: "This robe was embroidered by ten female disciples of my Emei sect."

Zhang Sanfeng was very happy, stroking his long beard and praising: "The Emei heroine is famous for her martial arts skills all over the world, but she embroidered this Taoist robe for an old Taoist. It is really precious."

He originally wanted his disciples to put it away, but found that Song Yuanqiao and others were not there, so he let the third generation disciples take it, and he was afraid that the Emei sect would be unhappy. While he was thinking deeply, Chu Pingsheng took out another beautifully shaped sandalwood gift box and opened it. There are sixteen jade ornaments of different colors inside.

"This... is too precious." Zhang Sanfeng was shocked again, thinking that after seeing all the Jianghu gangs inside and outside the Zixiao Palace, only the people from the Emei faction sincerely went up the mountain to wish him a birthday.

Before Master Jingxuan could reply, Chu Pingsheng pretended not to know that the two factions of Shaolin and Wudang were already at war with each other, and interjected: "Master Zhang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, I saw that many people came to the mountain to celebrate their birthdays, and the Wudang faction received a lot of gifts. Well, I don’t know how valuable they are, how do our Emei sect’s jade articles and Taoist robes rank?”

This statement sounded like it was driven by the vanity of the Emei youth, but the expressions of He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect, and the Five Elders of Kongtong who were sitting not far away were very ugly.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple Kong heard that the city was extremely deep, but his face showed no expression.

Zhang Sanfeng said pleasantly: "It's my birthday, if you can come to Wudang Mountain to support me, you are considered a distinguished guest. Even a simple congratulation is enough to show your sincerity. How dare you ask for gifts?"

"That is to say, no sect's birthday gift is more valuable than our Emei sect." After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking, he looked at the five elders of Kongtong sect with a sneer on his face: "Seniors of the Kongtong sect, my uncle told me that we were so anxious that we went up the mountain. There are extremely valuable and fresh gifts to present to Mr. Zhang, it turns out that’s not the case, so I’m curious, as one of the Six Righteous Sects as famous as Wudang Mountain, what kind of birthday gifts did you give?”

This kind of thing... can you ask it openly?

Zhang Mu, the leader of the Wushan Sect, looked at him again and again. When he discovered that he was a sixteen-year-old boy, his expression softened.

Young people from Shaocheng Prefecture can be forgiven for speaking frankly. The Emei Sect arrived late and it is normal for them not to know what happened just now.

Ji Xiaofu and Huang Xing didn't think so. Looking at the five Kongtong elders with expressions that looked like they were eating toads alive, they felt that this nephew of Chu was really... a vengeful man. These five old men were irritating them on the mountain road and turned their faces. Chu Pingsheng made them look embarrassed in public.

(End of this chapter)