Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

After he finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Go back and make good preparations. Announce to the world that in one month, we will march towards Wushuang City and begin the decisive battle.

If nothing unexpected happens, all forces will gather together on that day. Since they will have to fight sooner or later, let's solve it all at once!

The general trend of the world is that after a long period of unity, there will be division, and after a long period of division, there will be unity! Now is the time to unify!

The land of China cannot be torn apart. This is a blasphemy to the First Emperor!

In the face of this trend, no matter if it's the righteous or evil path, no matter if it's a martial arts master or a moral saint, whoever dares to stand in the way will be killed without mercy! "

Xiongba took a deep breath and stood up solemnly to receive the order. At this moment, he felt a deep sense of agreement with his master.

My Lord, what you said is very good. The land of China cannot be torn apart. Unification is the trend of the times.

In this overwhelming trend, anyone who dares to stand in the way will be crushed to death!

"My Lord, what if the Seventeenth Frightened Laugh, the Third Laugh, comes forward to stop us?"

Who wouldn't be scared after hearing about an old monster that has lived for more than four thousand years?

Even Xiongba is like this!

Song Xuan looked calm and said in a deep voice, "Just do your part. I will take care of the rest!"

Chapter 558: Fellow Daoist, the whole world will be your enemy next!

The Seventeen Panic List suddenly appeared, shocking all the warriors in Luoyang City. Soon, with Luoyang as the center, the influence of the Panic List began to spread to the entire martial arts world.

The martial arts world, which was already in turmoil due to the death of the Sword Master and the change of ownership of the Tianxiahui, has become even more lively with the emergence of this list!

The hottest topic in the world these days is undoubtedly the Seventeen Panic List.

Shaolin.

In the abbot's Zen temple, a group of monks gathered together to read the news brought back by their lay disciples in Luoyang.

A great monk frowned and said, "Who on earth is this Xuantian Sword Master? He actually knows so many secrets. Especially the Seventeenth Panic. Even the Hundred Knowing Madman from eighty years ago only vaguely knew of this person.

I didn't expect that Xuantian Sword Master actually knew the other party's name and even his details clearly."

An old monk clasped his hands together and whispered, "To dare to do such an extraordinary thing, one must be an extraordinary person. There are many masters in the martial arts world, some of whom are even stronger than Xiong Ba Wuming, but they are not on the list. It is really strange."

The great monk snorted, "What's so strange about that? It's intentional! It's just a strategy of driving the tiger to devour the wolf. As long as those masters who are not on the list feel a little bit dissatisfied, Xuantian Sword Master's goal will be achieved!

This person clearly doesn't want the martial arts world to be at peace; he's incredibly sinister!

The old monk sighed, looked at the solemn abbot, and asked, "Brother Abbot, what do you think about this matter? Should our Shaolin send disciples down the mountain to protect the righteousness of the martial arts world?"

The abbot shook his head and said, "Even I cannot understand this situation!"

Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "But no matter what, Tianxiahui's move is not a benevolent one. If the world falls into the hands of such people, it will be a disaster for the people!

In these years, my Shaolin has been recuperating and gathering strength, and has gradually recovered its vitality. It is time to return to the leading position in the martial arts world!

Get ready, monks from the Dharma Academy. Come with me out of the mountains at the beginning of next month to support Wushuang City!"

The old monk and the others quickly put their hands together and said respectfully, "Abbot, this is very kind!"

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Wudang Sect, as a Taoist sect listed on the Seventeen Horror List, also has many disciples circulating the list.

While reading, they talked in low voices.

"Xuantian Sword Master, judging from this title, it seems a bit like a Taoist master."

"It's a bit similar, but not quite. The way they act is more like the style of good and evil, which is a bit hard to figure out."

"The Tianxiahui has announced that they will march on Wushuang City next month to unify the world. What do you think, will our Wudang sect come out to support them?"

Just as the disciples were discussing, a rather majestic old man in Taoist robes walked over from a distance.

"Head!"

When the disciples saw the visitor, they immediately bowed respectfully.

The old Taoist priest casually glanced at the list being passed around by the young disciples and frowned, "Why are you gathering together if you're not cultivating properly?"

A disciple quickly said, "Master, we have received news that the Tianxia Association is about to have a decisive battle with Wushuang City."

The old Taoist priest uttered an "oh" and said unhappily, "It's none of my business!"

The disciple chuckled, "I just feel that the world may be unified soon."

The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "That's none of your business!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and said, "Go back and practice well, don't worry about these messy things all day long. What does the fighting outside have to do with us?

As long as they don't disturb me from my immortal cultivation and ascension, you can do whatever you want, it's none of our business!"

The disciples looked at each other, then nodded in understanding.

The headmaster is right. The Taoists are busy cultivating immortals and pursuing ascension. What do those messed up things in the martial arts world have to do with us Wudang?

Forget it, I won’t read it anymore. I’ll go back and practice in seclusion!

Watching everyone leave, the old Taoist priest looked down at the list thrown on the ground, his eyes fell on the seventeenth panic.

Then he shook his head slightly.

“The path of cultivation is not about being older and stronger, but being stronger and older!

What good is living a long life? If you can't transcend the universe, you're just a bigger fish in a pond!"

He paused, turned his head and looked into the void, and smiled faintly, "Fellow Daoist, do you think what I said is right?"

Behind him, ripples appeared in the void. The next moment, Song Xuan, dressed in white, slowly walked out of the illusion and saluted the other party with his fists clasped.

"The Taoist priest is a person of great wisdom. I wonder what his title is?"

The old Taoist priest returned the greeting and then said, "Longevity!"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "The great Dao is simple, and the great decay is unsophisticated. The name of Fellow Daoist Changsheng really points directly to the true meaning of the great Dao!"

The Taoist Changsheng smiled and said, "The war is about to begin. If you are not busy preparing for the war, how come you have time to come to my Wudang Mountain today?

Are you trying to recruit Wudang into your group?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "Wudang doesn't have to take sides, just stay in the middle.

To be honest, for some reasons, I have a good impression of Wudang, so I don’t want to see us fighting on the battlefield because of some so-called concepts of good and evil!

The main reason I came here today is to meet fellow Taoists and listen to your opinions. If there are any differences in philosophy, we should try to resolve them in advance to avoid a life-and-death confrontation."

The Taoist Changsheng waved his hand and said, "You can rest assured about this, my fellow Taoist. I, a Wudang disciple, am dedicated to the pursuit of the Dao and will not interfere in the mundane world.

Moreover, this matter concerns fellow Taoists, so how could I go against the will of heaven?"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan became interested, "Fellow Daoist, what did you see from me?"

The Taoist Changsheng looked indifferent, his thoughts seemed to drift beyond the sky. He pondered for a moment and said, "The number of Dayan is fifty, the number of Tianyan is forty-nine, and the one that escaped is a variable.

For those of us who practice cultivation, whether in the Daoist or Buddhist sects, the goal is to pursue that escaping One, hoping to achieve the Dao Fruit and transcend the heavens and the earth."

At this point, he stared at Song Xuan and said, "I admit that my strength is not as good as yours, but I do have some skills. The aura of yours is incompatible with that of ordinary people like me. If there is no accident, it should come from the outer space, right?"

Song Xuan smiled slightly and said with emotion: "There are so many extraordinary people in this world. You are the second one to guess my identity."

Taoist Changsheng was a little curious, "Who is the first one?"

"A fortune teller named Clay Buddha!"

Taoist Changsheng nodded in understanding, "I know this person. He is quite a remarkable person. Unfortunately, his cultivation is insufficient. He cannot withstand the backlash of prying into fate. His life span is coming to an end."

He seemed reluctant to talk more about the Clay Buddha and continued to look at Song Xuan, "Fellow Daoist, you came from the outer space, so your foundation must have been perfected, and you have found the one that escaped, and found your own path!

For someone like me who has yet to attain enlightenment, a person like you who is beyond the heavens is no different from an immortal or god. It is not wrong to say that it is God's will!"

He looked up at the sky and said calmly, "It's just that the will of heaven is lonely and vast. Fellow Daoist, as a visitor from outer space, wants to change the trend of heaven and earth. Who knows, the whole world may become our enemy in the future!"

Song Xuan smiled faintly.

"If you don't even have the courage to face the whole world as your enemy, then what's the point of cultivating immortality and seeking the Tao?"

Chapter 557 Nameless

Time passes little by little.

The martial arts world has been very turbulent recently. Many of the forces on the panic list have been spied on or even harassed by people in the martial arts world. Although there has been no news of a certain force being wiped out, everyone with a discerning eye knows that the martial arts world is in complete chaos.

In addition, the news of the upcoming decisive battle between Tianxiahui and Wushuang City has spread throughout the martial arts world. Many masters who are dissatisfied with Tianxiahui or unwilling to unify the world, as well as various martial arts forces, have set off and headed to Wushuang City to take charge.

Wushuang City now gathers most of the masters in the martial arts world, both righteous and evil, and many incompatible forces even sit together to discuss how to resist the offensive of the Tianxia Association.

Shaolin, the former leader of the righteous martial arts world, made great efforts to bring together various forces. Shaolin monks kept running around to communicate and mediate, which enabled the various groups to temporarily put aside their conflicts and unite against the outside world.

And this outsider is naturally the Tianxiahui.

Wushuang City Lord’s Mansion, inside the main hall.

Jue Wushen, the number one master in Japan, sat on a chair with a majestic figure, looking at everyone with disdain, "You all say that Xuantian Sword Master is powerful, but has anyone actually fought him?

It’s nothing more than defeating Xiongba and winning against Emperor Shitian!

I know Xiongba, he has some abilities, but that Indra, although his reputation sounds great, I guess it's just exaggeration and can't be taken seriously.

Besides, no matter how powerful Song Xuan is, he is just one person. With so many of us experts rushing in, how can he really turn the tables?"

When he spoke, many people immediately felt unhappy.

This Jue Wushen was not invited by the Shaolin monks, but after hearing the news, the other party volunteered to come and help.

People didn't say anything when they came to help, but they looked down on the masters from this overseas island country from the bottom of their hearts.

The First Evil Emperor, the current top expert of the righteous and evil paths, snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Your small country is ignorant of fate. We know whether Emperor Shi Tian is strong or not, so there is no need for you to say more.

If you really think about it, the other party is your Japanese ancestor. You are disrespecting your ancestors as soon as you open your mouth. You are truly a barbarian and have no knowledge of etiquette!"

"What did you say!"

Jue Wushen stood up in anger and looked directly at the First Evil Emperor, "I know you, you are just a country bumpkin, yet you dare to call yourself the Evil Emperor just because you know a few swordsmanship skills.

If you have the guts, come out and fight me. I want to see if your magic sword can break my immortal golden body!"

As soon as the words fell, several old monsters from the poisonous shadow sect in the hall immediately started to make a fuss.

"Hit him!"

"Evil Emperor, don't be afraid. Kill this island birdman!"

"What's this Indestructible Golden Body? Isn't it just the Golden Bell Cover stolen from Shaolin and modified for yourself? Acting arrogantly in a small place is fine, but now you dare to act so wildly in our Central Plains?"

There was such a chaotic noise that the abbot of Shaolin Temple felt a headache coming on.

Those who can sit in the hall to discuss matters are either famous figures in the martial arts world, leaders or senior officials of major sects, or some old masters who live in seclusion in the mountains. Each of them is an unruly person.

They really start fighting as soon as they disagree!

"Everyone!"

As a last resort, the abbot had to get up.

As he moved, an aura of peace and tranquility that was immune to all things filled the area around him. Everyone even felt the faint sound of Sanskrit chanting and the Buddha's light shining everywhere. The hostility in their hearts dissipated for the most part in an instant.

This move really made everyone marvel at it, and they couldn't help but secretly sigh that Shaolin was worthy of being the leader in the martial arts world. Even though it has declined now, it still has a profound foundation and should not be underestimated.

Seeing that the anger of Jue Wushen and others had subsided, the Shaolin abbot said, "I hope you can give me some face, put aside your personal grudges for the time being, and unite against the outside world.

Now the trend of the Tianxiahui to unify the country is complete. If we allow it to expand and wreak havoc, all of our sects will be swallowed up by it.

The life and death of people in the martial arts world are trivial matters, but the people of the world are so innocent. If we lose, the people of the whole world will suffer.

We are helping Wushuang City this time not only for the sect behind us, but also for the righteous path and the people of the world!

In this battle, we can only win, not lose!"

The hall was quiet, and everyone had different expressions, wondering what they were thinking about.

After a while, a middle-aged man in gray cloth suddenly spoke up, "Winning is easier said than done."

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the masters in the hall looked at him.

Everyone's expressions were different, some were angry, some were resentful, some were curious, and some were admiring, simply because this person was none other than the one known as the legend of the martial arts world - Wuming!