Edited by: Mochiusagi

To go down the Mountain.

And seek help!

Daoist Zhangs tone was flat, but when he said the second sentence, there was some faint expectation in his voice.

Seek help?

The Wudang Mountain disciples looked at each other and were confused.

In their eyes, Daoist Zhang is at the top of the world, why would he need to go down the Mountain and seek help?

Only Zhang Xiao and his group realized something.

There were rumors that the Shaolin Temple has an Arhat, but in the eyes of the overwhelming majority of Martial Artists, it was all just rumours and false

However, Zhang Xiao and his group knew that the Shaolin Temple indeed has an Arhat.

If they didnt have an Arhat, then who else could kill a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster from thousands of miles away with just an ordinary wooden sword pendant?

Daoist Zhangs exit this time should be because he had heard of the news.

If I dont come back this time, Wudang Mountain will close its doors 20 years, even getting revenge is not allowed.

Daoist Zhangs eyes looked at the Wudang Mountain disciples. Next, he went down the Mountain.

At the Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads were overjoyed.

In just a few months, among the disciples who had cultivated near the Back Mountain, three of them had entered the Upper Realm.

How rare was this?

Even as a Great Sect, an Upper Realm is substantial and is enough to serve as a Court Head.

In the past, it would take at least 10 or 20 years for the Shaolin Temple to give birth to three Upper Realms.

But now, it only took a few months to complete, how can this not make Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads happy?

The more Martial Artists in the Upper Realm, the greater the probability that a Grade 2 or Grade 1 Great Grandmaster will appear. They can then in turn use this to promote the sect, gain a large number of potential disciples and then repeat the process

As a result, the Shaolin Temple will become stronger

I am overwhelmed.

These three Upper Realm disciples are the accumulation of the Temple in the past years. They are all in Peak Grade 4 and were only one step away from the Upper Realm.

With the fog, they made a breakthrough.

Giving birth to another Upper Realm in the same amount of time is impossible.

The Dharma Court Head slowly said.

The other Court Heads who were immersed in joy suddenly calmed down.

Hui Jue is right.

Abbot Hui Wen slightly nodded. Although he was equally happy, he also thought of this.

The main reason why the three disciples became Upper Realm in a short time was due to the previous accumulation.

This wont happen again At least not as fast.

Abbot.

I should be able to break through.

At this time, the Martial Monk Court Head said.

You want to break through?

Abbot Hui Wen looked towards the Martial Monk Court Head, expressing his surprise.

The Martial Monk Court Head is a Grade 3 Martial Artist. If he breaks through, he will become Grade 2.

Apart from Su Qin whos an Arhat, the Shaolin Temple currently only has one Grade 1 which is Abbot Hui Wen and two Grade 2.

If the Martial Monk Court Head becomes Grade 2, the foundation of the Shaolin Temple will naturally increase.

Just when Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads were happily discussing amongst each other, a Shaolin Temple disciple hurried in.

Abbot, Court Heads, someone is outside and is asking to see you.

The dsciple was gasping for breath as he reported.

See us?

Abbot Hui Wen slightly frowned: Who?

He said he was from Wudang Mountain, surnamed Zhang

What?! The Court Heads eyes shrank.

Wudang Mountain?

Surnamed Zhang?

No matter how surreal the thought was, the Court Heads subconsciously thought of Daoist Zhang.

Lets go out and have a look.

Abbot Hui Wen immediately stood up and walked outside.

The Court Heads glanced at each other and immediately followed.

Soon, Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads arrived outside the Temple.

At this moment, a man wearing a daoist robe was standing there quietly.

Sure enough, it is Daoist Zhang

The Court Heads were surprised and felt that it was unbelievable, that this was happening right now.

Daoist Zhang.

Abbot Hui Wen took a breath, stepped forward and solemnly greeted.

Although he is a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, he was not on the same level as Daoist Zhang to meet him at eye level.

Abbot.

Daoist Zhang looked calm and gentle, he slightly nodded.

What brings Daoist Zhang to the humble Shaolin Temple? Abbot Hui Wen asked.

When this old man was young, he wandered through the world and was fortunate enough to obtain a half-book of the [Nine Yang Divine Art] from the Shaolin Temple

Daoist Zhang did not answer Abbot Hui Wen directly, instead, he replied: This half-book of the [Nine Yang Divine Art] is very helpful to the old man.

When Daoist Zhang said this, he stretched out his right hand and took out a book: Only with this half-book was I able to create the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra] so it is only right to give you this

[Tai Chi Heart Sutra]

Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads were dumbfounded .

The [Tai Chi Heart Sutra] was written by Daoist Zhang with a painstaking amount of effort. Even though there are many disciples in Wudang Mountain, only a few can learn [Tai Chi Heart Sutra].

But now, Daoist Zhang was giving the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra] to the Shaolin Temple?

Daoist Zhang, please take it back.

Since the [Nine Yang Divine Art] has been out to the world, it has nothing to do with the Temple

Abbot Hui Wen quickly thought and without the slightest hesitation, he rejected the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra].

Although the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra] is good, it is on the Taoist path. Even if Shaolin Temple obtained it, it is useless.

On the contrary, what Daoist Zhang was meaning is more important as he even brought out the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra].

Daoist Zhang shook his head slightly, but did not retract the [Tai Chi Heart Sutra].

Apart from this

Speaking of this, Daoist Zhangs eyes suddenly flashed a different light: This old man came here to seek the Venerable

Seek the Venerable

Abbot Hui Wens complexion changed.

Daoist Zhang is a bit late. The Venerable has said that he will not see anyone as of this moment Abbot Hui Wen was silent for a while and slowly said.

Its okay.

This old man can wait.

Daoist Zhang was extremely free and easy.

Wait?

Abbot Hui Wens brows tightly frowned.

If Daoist Zhang, the Master of Wudang Mountain, was waiting at their door, wouldnt it be a loss of face for the Shaolin Temple?

Daoist Zhang, please go back. Abbot Hui Wen sighed lightly.

Since you know that there is a Venerable in my Temple, are you not afraid that the Venerable will attack you?

Abbot Hui Wens words were mixed with some warning.

I am the one who asked, so death is okay. Daoist Zhang smiled: As long as I see the Venerable, everything else doesnt matter.

Daoist Zhang had clear eyes and a serious expression on his face.

This

Abbot Hui Wens expression was grave.

In this case, the Shaolin Temple can only ask for pointers with Daoist Zhang

Abbot Hui Wen slowly circulated his Internal Strength and looked directly at Daoist Zhang.

Daoist Zhang wants to see the Venerable, but with the status of the Venerable, how can anyone just easily see him when they want to?

If that were to happen, where would the face of the Venerable go? Where would the face of the Shaolin Temple go?

Even if Abbot Hui Wen knew that he was far from Daoist Zhangs strength, he would still desperately stop him.

Seeing this scene, the Court Heads also secretly operated their Internal Strength, ready to take action at any time.

When Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads of were about to strike, a sigh suddenly sounded.

Abbot Hui Wen and the Court Heads were surprised, and subconsciously looked towards the Back Mountain.

Daoist Zhang did the same, raising his head slightly and looked towards the Back Mountain.

At this time, Daoist Zhang saw an unforgettable scene.

He saw the originally calm Back Mountain suddenly become tall and majestic.

At the highest point, a figure sitting cross-legged appeared.

This figure was like the Buddha!

Thats?!!!

Daoist Zhang was shocked, his vision began to blur, and his consciousness fading.