Madara Uchiha's brows furrowed instantly. If you disagree with my going there, you can just say so. Why come up with this kind of reason? But as soon as he was about to speak, he suddenly thought of something, his pupils widened, and then he couldn't say anything at all.
He suddenly remembered that Zhang Sanfeng's world was indeed a low-level martial arts world. After all, that world was connected to the world Huang Rong lived in... Even though Zhang Sanfeng was now spreading new martial arts, it was still a short time, and one could imagine the level of the strong in that world.
“Looks like I don’t meet the standard either.” Aizen chuckled. “Fine, then let the younger ones go.”
After a brief silence, Song Que's gaze hardened. He no longer concealed his aura, transforming from an ordinary middle-aged man into a drawn blade. "If you don't mind, I'll go over there too."
Emilia opened her mouth, clearly wanting to follow, but after hesitating several times, she kept quiet. After all, she had only been a member of the council for a short time, hadn't read Zhang Sanfeng's stories, and knew nothing about them. Plus, she was gentle by nature, so she simply gave up.
"Count me in," the Drunken Sword Immortal said in a hoarse and deep voice. "Perhaps my strength is slightly excessive, but... my Shu Mountain lineage's sword flight technique has spread to your Wudang, and I'd like to see more of it, is that alright?"
"Of course." Zhang Sanfeng nodded seriously. Although the sword-flying technique he spread in Shu Mountain was created by combining his own methods and differed from the sword-flying techniques of Shu Mountain, its roots were ultimately in the methods of Shu Mountain, and he would not deny that.
Since the Sword Immortal had this idea, he naturally agreed.
Subsequently, Saeko Busujima also expressed her desire to go there.
"Gu Xun'er, Huang Rong, Song Que, Jiu Jianxian, Dudao Yako," Su Han said calmly, "Now that you have made your decision, let's set off."
As Su Han finished speaking, the patterns carved on the bronze chair where Zhang Sanfeng was sitting seemed to come alive, constantly flowing and suddenly spreading outwards, revealing a realistic illusion.
That was the scene atop Wudang Mountain, where an ancient and elegant altar stood quietly, surrounded by numerous Wudang disciples.
Those who had been pointed at by Su Han all shuddered and then transformed into dazzling light, entering the space.
From the direction of the sky in the misty space, a radiant light rose up, a magnificent and dazzling sacred radiance, which then disappeared into the illusion of reality.
“Number Nine.” Tony Stark’s expression was somber, but he didn’t offer any further comment. Although he also wanted to participate in this mission, he was currently in Kamar-Taj.
No one knows whether the Ancient One is testing him or if she is really out on business. What if she discovers that he is traveling to other worlds through the mist while observing him? He wouldn't know how to explain it when asked afterward, and would have no choice but to abandon the mission.
“I’m very curious,” Ying Zheng said, leaning back in his bronze chair and looking around. “What will our enemy be this time?”
“Indeed, this is very interesting.” Aizen’s eyes flickered. “I remember, in Mr. Qin Shi Huang’s world… he faced an invasion of the evil insectoid race, right?”
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The world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, atop Mount Wudang.
Zhang Cuishan looked puzzled, examining the altar before him. He then whispered to Song Yuanqiao beside him, "Senior Brother, what exactly is Master doing?"
“No one knows what Master is thinking this time,” Song Yuanqiao said calmly. “But we don’t need to know; we just need to follow his orders.”
The changes in Wudang during this period have been tremendous.
After switching to a different cultivation method, all the Wudang disciples made rapid progress in their cultivation, especially the Seven Heroes of Wudang, whose cultivation reached an unimaginable level. They could fly on swords and smash down a small mountain more than ten meters high with a single punch.
Even among the common people, Wudang is no longer seen as a martial arts sect, but rather as a celestial sect. Countless people come to seek its teachings and guidance each year.
Of course, Zhang Sanfeng later set up a special array. To truly find the Wudang Mountain gate, one must pass the illusionary test, which greatly reduced the number of people who would disturb them... Of course, this array also had the effect of refining the celestial energy, which further increased the cultivation speed of Wudang disciples.
Having witnessed these events firsthand, Song Yuanqiao now believes the rumors circulating outside that his master is actually the reincarnation of the True Martial Emperor.
If that's the case, then who would stop Zhang Sanfeng from building the altar? As for the fact that they don't recognize the altar... isn't that perfectly normal? It would be strange if they did.
Zhang Cuishan remained silent for a long time before finally nodding and sighing, "Senior Brother... perhaps you are right."
After years at sea, he has returned. Zhang Cuishan knows that he has had a child with Yin Susu during this time, and that he has known Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, for many years... Returning to the mountain gate might be a difficult hurdle, and he has already prepared for the worst.
But he never expected that his master would actually become an immortal this time, and rise to great heights in the martial arts world.
This is not an adjective... From the Yuan Dynasty royal family to ordinary people, everyone revered Zhang Sanfeng to the extreme, regarding him as a god.
Zhang Sanfeng's words now carry more weight than even an imperial edict. This is true both among the common people and in the martial arts world. More importantly... his master truly possesses power that seems to rival that of immortals and gods...
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Chapter 238 Zhang Sanfeng Transforms into a Celestial Being? Nine Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings Appear (Fourth Update)
The next instant, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and beside him, a dazzling light rose up. Figures stepped out from it.
"What?" Yu Lianzhou's expression changed slightly. With his cultivation level, he was completely unable to see how these people had appeared.
"Second Brother, don't panic," Song Yuanqiao quickly calmed down. "Look, Master isn't surprised at all by their appearance... they must be acquaintances."
Only then did the other seven heroes of Wudang realize this, and immediately felt relieved.
"Is this the world of Mr. Zhang Sanfeng?" Song Que asked calmly, then his gaze sharpened as he saw the Seven Heroes of Wudang in the distance.
A strongman, an undisputed strongman.
Although their senses were different from those of martial arts masters in their world, lacking the flawless state of mind that comes with reaching a certain level of cultivation… their internal energy was far too immense. If they were to truly fight a master from their world, the outcome would be unpredictable.
Recalling the discussions in the council earlier, Song Que gave Zhang Sanfeng a meaningful look. The New Martial Way, huh?
"Everyone," Zhang Sanfeng cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to the crowd before him, his voice sincere, "then I will now offer sacrifices to Heaven... If anything goes wrong, I will ask for your understanding."
"It's only natural," Huang Rong replied earnestly.
After a brief pause, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Number Nine, who was surrounded by dazzling light, and said, "It's you again... Number Nine, please."
"Don't worry." Su Han's words were completely calm. But it was this one sentence that made Zhang Sanfeng instantly smile with relief, and he turned around and went to the altar without any hesitation.
He closed his eyes and began to formally communicate using the altar.
The altar began to tremble, and one rune after another on it rose with light, making Zhang Sanfeng's aura suddenly become vast and profound.