Chapter 272

Huguang Provincial Administration Commission, Xiang Yang Prefecture.

Wudang.

Mei Qinghe looked at Mount Wudang in front of her, and a feeling of looking up at a high mountain could not help but arise in her heart.

Bodhidharma achieved enlightenment a thousand years ago, and even though Shaolin stands in the Jianghu, the time is too long ago. Although Jianghu people hold respect for Bodhidharma, it is hard to say how profound it is.

When it comes to the true "Jianghu Myth" in the hearts of Jianghu people, it is none other than Master Zhang Sanfeng.

The "Sixty-Year Demon Cleansing" was truly turning the entire Jianghu upside down. He killed for sixty years, cleaning the entire Jianghu thoroughly.

It can be said that the sixty years when Master Zhang Sanfeng was alive were probably the cleanest and most polite sixty years for Jianghu people.

At that time, when Jianghu people came to look for trouble, they would politely hand over a visiting card first, asking if the other party had time to have a life-or-death battle with them.

If the other party refused, they would not dare to force it, otherwise, when people ran to the foot of Mount Wudang to kneel and cry, it would be their own turn to cry.

The Moni Sect, the Blood-Stained Clothes Building—back then, they didn't dare to show their heads at all. The Tang Men directly changed their profession to selling medicine. To this day, the "Ginseng and Antler Potency Powder" developed at that time is still the main source of income for the Tang Men.

Lord Li still has to go to each house to set rules, which can only be said to be far worse than Master Zhang Sanfeng, and he still needs to practice.

Let's get back to the present.

Although Wudang's martial arts are all-encompassing, the most core inheritance is still the "Taiji Fist" and "Taiji Sword" passed down by Master Zhang Sanfeng in his later years.

In the hearts of swordsmen in the world, "Taiji Sword" is the most brilliant sword technique in this Jianghu, bar none.

If someone creates a sword technique and wants to brag, they will only brag that "my sword technique is the most rigid and fierce," or "the most swift," and they would not dare to say "the most brilliant."

Not convinced? Then you also come up with a "Sixty-Year Demon Cleansing." Can't do it? Then you dare to touch Master Zhang Sanfeng's porcelain?

Therefore, Mei Qinghe, who learned the sword, although she came to Wudang following Li Miao's meaning, could not help but become polite.

Seeing the mountain gate from afar, she got off her horse and walked quickly to the outside of the mountain gate.

A little Daoist priest who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old was sitting on the steps outside the gate, holding his chin with both hands, looking at the sky in boredom.

Seeing Mei Qinghe, he hurriedly stood up, patted the dust off his body, walked quickly to her, and performed a Daoist salute.

"Is this Benefactor Mei Qinghe?"

Mei Qinghe lifted her sword and returned the salute.

"It is."

"Little Daoist Li Miao, I have been waiting for you, Benefactor, for a long time."

The little Daoist priest bowed politely, but did not see Mei Qinghe in front of him frown abruptly, her hand tightening on the sword hilt.

"Little Master, what is your Dharma name?"

Mei Qinghe said grimly.

She was no longer the fledgling who was caught back to the Embroidered Uniform Guard by Li Miao. In the past year, Li Miao basically did not take her by his side, but let Wang Hai take her to do a few tasks first, and then let her work independently.

With her impulsive temperament, she couldn't do any complicated tasks at all.

Wang Hai scratched his head for a while, and finally figured it out, only letting her do the simplest and most difficult task.

Killing.

Over the past year, Mei Qinghe's fierce reputation in the Jianghu has far exceeded other Battalion Commanders under Li Miao, and the number of lives she has accumulated in her hands is no less than a hundred.

With her frown, Li Miao immediately retreated a few steps, cold sweat flowing down his face.

"Benefactor... Benefactor..."

He reacted abruptly.

"No, the little Daoist's Dharma name is of the 'Li' generation, the 'Miao' of 'Gao Miao', not making fun of Lord Li."

"That day in Xiang Yang Prefecture, the little Daoist also saw Lord Li's..."

Only then did Mei Qinghe slowly withdraw her murderous aura.

No matter how many people she killed, her impulsive temperament had not changed, but instead became more and more serious.

As soon as she heard someone seemingly making fun of Li Miao's name, she immediately wanted to take action. Fortunately, this was Wudang. If it were any other sect, she wouldn't have asked any questions at all and would have immediately drawn her sword.

Originally, Li Miao saw her get off her horse from afar and felt that the Embroidered Uniform Guard had to have some awe for Wudang, and was feeling a bit proud.

Now that thought had completely dissipated.

He said tremblingly.

"Benefactor, my master and the sect leader uncle are waiting in the main hall..."

Mei Qinghe nodded.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Only then did Li Miao turn around slowly and lead Mei Qinghe into the mountain gate.

Arriving at the main hall, Mei Qinghe looked into the door.

Sitting in the middle were two old men.

One was Zhi Sheng, the old Daoist priest Li Miao met when he was hunting down the Yang family. At that time, he even wanted to protect Li Miao and let him escape.

One was the current sect leader of Wudang, Elder Zhi Qing. Round face, round figure, squinting eyes, just like a Maitreya Buddha.

Before this year, the reliance of Wudang to faintly suppress Shaolin, "One Sect, Two Peak Experts," was precisely these two people.

Seeing Mei Qinghe enter the door, both of them stood up together and bowed to Mei Qinghe.

"My lord."

Yong Jie had a private friendship with Li Miao, so he could call Wang Hai "Benefactor." But Wudang had no friendship with Li Miao, so they could only speak from an official standpoint, naturally being more formal.

As for Li Miao, didn't he see Mei Qinghe get off her horse early and feel that he could "put on airs"?

Mei Qinghe stepped forward and also cupped her hands to the two of them.

"The two of you, greetings."

"Please sit."

"Good."

Mei Qinghe sat down, and the two Wudang peak experts did not rush to speak, carefully observing Mei Qinghe.

"Not simple."

"Yes, this woman is only in her early twenties, yet she is so steady, with no expression on her face, and one cannot see her plans at all."

Mei Qinghe, who had been stunned for a while after sitting down, now organized her language and spoke slowly.

"The Commander has an order."

"Invite the Wudang sect leader and the Heaven-Men hidden in the sect to attend the banquet together."

Boom—

This sentence exploded in the minds of Zhi Sheng and Elder Zhi Qing.

Why did Heaven-Men start trying to walk the Jianghu?

Because the Emperor was assassinated by the Moni Sect!

Everyone understands this reason, but it cannot be spoken at all. Especially Shaolin and Wudang, these two sects, are standing on the cusp of the storm.

The imperial court has never indicated that Heaven-Men can walk the Jianghu. If it weren't for those three honored guests attacking the mountain gate, Wudang would not have wanted to expose the fact that they were hiding Heaven-Men at all.

Now, the Embroidered Uniform Guard has come to the door, and the first thing they say is to ask the Wudang sect leader to bring the Heaven-Men to the banquet. What does this mean?

It was because of the friendship between Yong Jie and Li Miao that Wang Hai paved the way with a few words before speaking.

Who would have thought that Mei Qinghe would not have any nonsense at all, not even saying a few good words to dispel Wudang's concerns, and the first thing she said was a "king bomb," which directly blew the two of them dizzy?

Zhi Sheng hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Heaven-Men... is it the realm mentioned by the Sword King Pavilion? Our Wudang, perhaps does not have such high-level experts."

Mei Qinghe said coldly.

"You have."

"Uh... no... perhaps..."

"You have."

Mei Qinghe said.

"If the Commander says you have, then you definitely have."

"On the 15th of the eighth month, at Mount Song, I will wait for your arrival."

"Farewell."

After saying this, she stood up directly, cupped her hands, and turned to leave.

Leaving the two Wudang peak experts looking at each other, letting out a long sigh.

(End of chapter)