Chapter 43

Three days later.

The battle on the top of Mount Hua spread throughout the world, and the whole Jianghu fell into an eerie silence; who would have thought that someone could really do one against a thousand.

This extremely tragic slaughter, under the transmission of many Beggar Sect disciples, appeared one by one in the ears of martial arts practitioners mixed in the Jianghu.

Especially hearing that Yama Zhuang's demonic skill was divine, actually able to repair wounds by himself, and had reached the level of severed limb rebirth, making people feel unbelievable, and also having emotions of fear, amazement, curiosity, envy, and jealousy.

What is most worth mentioning is that the Jianghu, which was completely broken, no longer dared to shout and kill anyone, and even became a taboo existence, not even daring to say the name, fearing being found at the door.

Even martial arts reaching this level, on the contrary, had many supporters.

Saying that the reason why he would start a slaughter in the martial arts world was because the so-called famous major sects and evil sect people in the Jianghu had greed themselves, leading to a disaster.

If there was no greed for the treasure from the beginning, how could there be the current situation? The Quanzhen Sect and Beggar Sect on Mount Zhongnan were the best examples.

And a year or two later, such a statement became more and more intense in the Jianghu, just because that person turned his butcher knife to the green forest.

It is rumored that because the righteous people in the martial arts world suffered heavy damage, bandits began to emerge one after another, causing a lot of trouble.

And that person encountered several robberies while eating outside, causing him to do it once and for all, and started killing again.

It can be said that wherever he went, blood flowed like a river, but I don't know how many people who were kidnapped and bound by evil bandits were saved.

Therefore, the saying that the barefoot youth in the green robe with white hair was a banished immortal who descended to the world was also spread wider and wider.

For a full ten years, whether it was the Jianghu green forest, or corrupt officials, evil bullies, and inferior gentry, that person killed when he met them, and slaughtered when he saw them; wherever he walked, there must be corpses.

In the eyes of the world, isn't this a great saint who eliminates evil and defends the path, punishes evil and promotes good? So much so that the name of demon had long become a thing of the past, and the name of Untainted Immortal became popular.

After more than ten years, a youth in a green robe came to Mount Zhongnan again, and he walked up the mountain slowly.

The Quanzhen Taoists on the mountain saw the visitor barefoot, in green, with white hair, and still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth, and their expressions were different.

The little Taoist who had just entered the sect in recent years had an excited and admiring face; obviously, even if he lived in the deep mountains, he had heard of this person's prestige in the Jianghu.

The slightly older Taoist could still restrain the emotions in his heart, but the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden, while the middle-aged Taoist in his thirties or forties was like facing a great enemy.

For so many years, as a martial arts taboo, even if the reputation became better and better, the Quanzhen Sect did not dare to mention his past deeds much; even if there were disciples who asked curiously, they just horse-played and fooled them.

"Little Taoist has seen the Untainted Immortal," a middle-aged Taoist walked up quickly and made a salute.

"Immortal?" the youth in the green robe stood with his hands behind his back and laughed:

"Perhaps it is because Zhuang killed too fiercely; the distance to the sixty-year cycle is still far, but the reputation has suddenly turned from one extreme to another."

"Untainted Immortal is joking; even if the little Taoist lives outside the world, he is also familiar with the many deeds of the Untainted Immortal in punishing evil and promoting good," the middle-aged Taoist said.

Zhuang Buran said carelessly:

"It's just hearsay; it's just that I killed some eyesore guys on the way to find someone."

"Then what kind of person is it that makes the Untainted Immortal go to such great lengths?" the middle-aged Taoist showed a strange look.

"What kind of person can it be? Just some remnants," Zhuang Buran said casually.

"Uh—"

The middle-aged Taoist's face stagnated, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly changed the subject:

"Dare to ask the Untainted Immortal what is the matter with going up Mount Zhongnan?"

"It's nothing more than two words: looking for someone," Zhuang Buran looked at the Quanzhen disciples not far away and smiled:

"In the past, didn't Zhuang give the 'Reverse-Birth Triple' to your sect? Why didn't I see traces of them practicing it?"

The middle-aged Taoist felt more pressure the more he contacted the youth in the green robe, and hurriedly opened his mouth:

"This matter is a long story; it is better to let the elders of my sect explain it to you."

"Lead the way."

The middle-aged Taoist was like receiving an amnesty, walking in front very actively to lead the way.

Inside the Quanzhen main hall.

Seven old Taoists sat at the very front; as soon as they saw the youth in the green robe walking in, Ma Yu, who was the leader, stood up, took the lead in making a salute, and smiled:

"Zhuang benefactor, long time no see; you are still as young as before, while this old Taoist and others are already old and decrepit!"

"Ma Taoist, could it be that you didn't see that Zhuang's hair is whiter than yours?" Zhuang Buran said leisurely:

"At the beginning, I said that the appearance would not change much before the age of thirty, and now I have long passed the age of thirty; why do you think I am still young?"

Qiu Chuji was old and strong, not changing his love for martial arts from before, and opened his mouth with bright eyes:

"I think it should be that Zhuang benefactor's skill has reached the level of creation."

"Zhuang is not a real immortal; how can I talk about skill reaching the level of creation," Zhuang Buran was slightly surprised:

"You should have read the secret manual I left behind; how can you not know that now I am just keeping the reverse-birth open."

Ma Yu smiled bitterly:

"The secret manual left by Zhuang benefactor is too obscure; with the wisdom of this old Taoist and others, it is impossible to practice it."

"At the beginning, we also selected the most outstanding disciples in the sect to comprehend the secret manual, but unfortunately, in the end, they gained nothing, and even harmed some disciples."

"Oh, tell me about it," Zhuang Buran raised his eyebrows.

"This old Taoist and others are old and frail, unable to practice the skill left by Zhuang benefactor to the entry level, so we let the outstanding disciples under our sect practice it."

"Among them, Zhao Zhijing under Wang junior brother's sect, and Zhen Zhibing under Qiu junior brother's sect, are the next generation Sect Leader candidates that this old Taoist and others have high hopes for."

"As a result, ninety-nine percent of the people failed, and the first layer at most suffered some skin and flesh pain."

"But it just so happened that those two junior nephews of this old Taoist, after suffering all kinds of skin and flesh pain, finally gritted their teeth and practiced it."

"And Zhuang benefactor's great prestige in the martial arts world stimulated them to want to practice the second layer, but it was a trick of fate."

"Failed to break through, both tendons and bones were damaged, martial arts were all abolished, became disabled, and after a few years, they both died in depression."

When he said this, the bitterness on his face became thicker:

"As Zhuang benefactor is regarded by the world as a banished immortal, the skill practiced is naturally regarded as an immortal formula; this old Taoist and others are really unwilling, thinking that the younger the age, perhaps it is easier to practice."

"Therefore, we selected a batch of small Taoist boys with good aptitude in the sect; this time it was stopped in time, and the 'Reverse-Birth Triple' was completely banned in the sect, and it was put on the shelf with the 'Innate Skill' of the benefactor."

After the youth in the green robe finished listening, he smiled and said:

"Virtue is thin but respected, wisdom is small but plans are big, strength is small but responsibility is heavy; it is rare not to reach it; this sentence is indeed true."

Qiu Chuji heard the sarcasm in the words and asked:

"Then Zhuang benefactor thinks that he is a person of high virtue?"

"Zhuang is a person with no virtue but strength."

The youth in the green robe said to himself:

"The so-called strength, one person and one mountain, is why the world calls it an immortal."

(End of chapter)